Okay! I'm also doing mine from a lesser-known tale. In Philip Pullman's version, it's known as the Singing, Springing Lark, but I have a book that calls it The Lady and The Lion. So it depends.

Name: Gwendolynn, or Gwen.

Age: 15

Appearance: 

Personality: (just gonna add this) Rather cheery, very loyal and dedicated. This can go to the extreme, though, just like her mother before her, as she is very chivalrous. 

Backstory: To make a long story short, her father was cursed so he had to turn into a lion by day but could be a man by night. Her grandfather was forced to give his daughter to the lion in return for a lark (that was supposed to be for her in the first place). When he visits her family, Gwen's father is turned into a dove (long story) and her mother follows him for seven years. He fights a sorceress and gets kidnapped by her, and Gwen's mother helps him escape. 

Now, for my version. After that, the sorceress, seething with anger, decided to kidnap Gwen. But after the previous exploits, her parents were on high alert. Her father's lion servants (who also turned into humans at night) pushed her off a cliff and she drowned.

Powers: The enchantment only partially passed to Gwen; she can turn into a lion any time she likes. However, she always needs to have that blue scarf thing there tied around her neck.

@St. Owl~ I read The Lady and the Lion. I barely remember it, though. 

@Hermione A.~ I love the Google thing! That was funny (and rather unexpected). 

Name~ Ammerine (AY-mer-een) Turquoia

Appearance~ Long brown hair that fades to blond and then to white at the ends. Chocolate brown eyes, pale skin, wears a neclace with a turquoise stone and a feather on it. For challenges, she wears a purple shirt and leggings and a violet cloak. 

Age~ 15 (that's a sophmore in our school, right?)

Personality~ Determined, judging, and quick to go up to a challenge. She tends to speak her mind, but knows when it is best not to say anything. She is not a mean person overall, but doesn't have many friends. She is secretly worried about her brothers (see backstory) and keeps all knowledge of them to herself. 

Backstory~ (Based off a lesser well-known fairytale called The Six Swans, or in some cases The Twelve Brothers). Ammerine was born into a wealthy family and was the youngest of seven children, all of which, besides her, were boys. Then, her mom died and her father married another woman who had magic powers (long story) and who was jelous of Ammerine and her siblings. For a while, they hid in an abandoned castle in the woods, until their stepmom finally found them and turned everyone except Ammerine (who hid) into various birds. Ammerine could still communicate with her brothers, and they told her how to lift the curse by crafting special magic amulets from various ingredients. The problem is, the ingredients are very rare, not to mention illegal and highly dangerous. She still hasn't finished making them, even though she keeps the entire business a secret. She is worried because her siblings are contacting her less and less. 

Powers~ She is able to communicate with most birds, not just the ones that are her brothers. Other than that, no magical powers. 

Weapon~ She is rather fond of Chinese-style throwing stars and boomerang-like things. If things get nasty, she can also call on birds for help. 

Can somebody make a list of all the participants and their charries? I am confused...

Sure!

Balletandbow: Benjamin Chase

Owlgirl: Alexandra Triton AKA Xandra

Amber: Darius Crenshaw

Hermione A: Rapunzel Evanfallow

St. Owl: Gwendolyn AKA Gwen

Jarvis and Bibliophile also joined, but have not posted their charries yet. 

@Hermione A

Did you base the Personality of your charrie off of the Cress PF on Lunar Chronicles Wiki? Cuz I used almost the exact same wording for one of my charries a few months ago, and that's where I got it from.

Sorry, I'm going to leave, I'm losin' inspiration. It's a realy great idea and I can't wait to see how it turns out!

Soooo... Biblophile left, I guess we can start now?

Ben-

Ben sat at his desk, struggling to stay awake. Stupid lecture on a stupid topic. Somebody was going to die of boredom in Mr. Sneezy' class. After the whole 'evil stepmother' incident in his tale, he and his six brothers had become very reclusive, consequently giving them LOT of time to think about stupid, totally-unlikely-to-happen-circumstances. Who was ever going to need to survive underwater with a toaster?  You were more likely to electrocute yourself than survive that. Besides, Ben had had a busy night. It was the full moon, so Ben had been stuck as a wolf after sundown, though he thankfully kept his mind. So last night had been spent exploring to forest around AfterTale High, and establishing his place in the ecosystem. He had grabbed a snack this morning, but he had missed supper last night, and he hadn't slept at all last night, so he wasn't exactly focused. 

Suddenly, Ben jolted awake. Had he really just fallen asleep? He was in so much trouble if Mr. Sneezy saw him. Ben sat up straight, and tried to look like nothing had happened. He looked around the room to see if anyone else had caught his little catnap(or was it wolfnap?), but nobody seemed to have noticed. Relieved, Ben looked over at the clock, then sighing, opened one of his books. He froze, staring at the back of his hand. 

Oh no, that could be.... It was. Silvery grey fur was poking out of his tanned skin. It didn't hurt, it never had, but he was definitely shifting. If he wanted to keep his secret, Ben needed to leave fast. He didn't shift involuntary too much anymore, not like he had the first few months, but when it started, he couldn't stop it. Desperately, he shot another look up at the clock. Class wasn't over for two more minutes, and Mr. Sneezy was still droning on about how to create a scuba tank out of a toaster. 

The next few minutes were agony. Ben was still shifting, and trying to fight it was terrible. Anything had to be better than this pain, but somehow he kept at it. Finally, just as his teeth were starting to get sharper and lengthen, and some of the girls were starting to look at him oddly, the bell rang. Ben was the first out the door, his unnaturally fast sprint earning him several astonished looks, but he didn't stop till he reached the bathroom. 

He would have preferred his room where there was no chance of anybody catching a glimpse of him, but he couldn't hold the wolf back much longer. He dashed through the door and ran to the end of the line of stalls, slamming the door on the last one. Panting, Ben dropped his book bag onto the toilet, and fell onto his hands and knees. He groaned, and stopped fighting the spell, letting it take over his body. His legs shortened, his fingers grew smaller and clawed, his head became longer, with bigger, pointier ears. A tail appeared, and silver fur grew all over his body. 

Ben the wolf flipped over onto his back, legs in the air and clothes on the floor beside him. I am NEVER doing that again. He thought. I don't care where I am or who I'm with, never again. After a few minutes, he flipped over and tried to shift back. Nothing happened. Ben growled at himself. Great. Now he was stuck as a wolf in a giant castle full of people who had no idea that he was a wolf. Just then, the challange bell rang. He tried again to shift back, with the same result. Joy. Growling even harder, Ben snatched up his uniform and shoved it into his bag with his muzzle. He grabbed the strap in his mouth, and slipped under the stall door. He would drop it off in his locker on his way. 

@balletandbow:

Since Bibliophile left, that means all the charrie sheets are in.

Can we start?