Challenge #2: Opposite Musing

[An Arthurian εїз]

The time has come,
the walrus said
to speak of many things
Of threads, and quotes
and awesome posts
of servants and kings
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Hello [#username],

Your challenge is to take your muse and pick someone from the books or this site who is the complete opposite and try to write a post as them. Can [#username] post as Arthur? Can Alistair post as [#username]?

Please note, this challenge is only for fun. Please don't get offended by others musing your character. Imitation is the best form of flattery. Also, for the ones who has two characters you can not have muse 1 writing as muse 2.

Come on [#username]! See if you can test out our writing skills on this one! Just post a reply.

[Alistair]

::Alistair::

It says 'Can Alistair post as Arthur? Can Alistair post as Alistair'? Well we know I can do the later, but can I do the former?

The young Prince of Camelot was a cheeky fellow. All his life he had everything he wanted, and until Merlin came to the kingdom he never questioned his manners, or his fathers word. Then this Merlin came to town and this first meeting went something like this . . . .

Arthur was enjoying him self! Just look at that overly thin man run and duck! Really, it was sad the way he would blink quickly and cringe every time a little bitty dagger him the board! It was not like Arthur often missed! Even then, to be stabbed by the prince should be an honor! Laughing with his friends, some of the younger knights under his command, Arthur watched as his personal servant tripped and fell over by some passerby's feet. 'I think he's had enough.'

Arthur (still amused) looked over at the tall, too thin and poor passerby with amused shock. He would speak to the prince that way? "What did you say?" He asked him, daring him t o say it again. 'He has had enough. You have had your fun my friend.' HE DID DARE! Arthur looked at the peasant for a moment before asking "Do I know you?" 'No, I'm Merlin,' He idiot held out his hand, but Arthur ignored it, "Yet you called me friend?"

The idiot looked at him with an arrogant smile, 'My mistake.' "Yes," 'I could never be friends with someone who is such a ass.' He said and started walking away. Not willing to let it go, Arthur called out to him. "Or I one who could be so stupid!" Coming up behind the man who had just stopped walking, Arthur calmly spoke; "Tell me Merlin . . . do you know how to walk on your knees?" 'No.' "Would you like me to teach you?" The idiot looked more arrogant. Did he really think he could beat the prince? 'I really wouldn't if I were you.' laughing Arthur thought this amusing, "Why? What are you going to do?" The idiot replied thinking he was so bad ass 'You have no idea.' Laughing still Arthur held his hands out, "Come one! Come on. Cooommmmmeeee ooonnnnn."

And then the idiot tried to swing a punch. Arthur grabbed the slow fist and twisted it around until the man was on his knees. 'Who do you think you are? The king?!' Did the ass not know who HE was? "No, it's his son . . .Arthur." He replied and singled the guards to come take him away.