Ursula Cherrywell

[Ursula Nonpareil]

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Ursula Cherrywell
Gender: Female
Age: 13

Education: 
Beauxbatons Academy (’71-’73), home-schooled (’73-’74 - this year), entering Hogwarts next year

Residence:
Nonpareil Compound, on the west coast of Scotland

Occupation:
Student - homeschooled (as of now)

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (example St Mungo's, the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
No, I do not.

Requested Magic Levels:

• Charms: 2
• Transfiguration: 2
• Divination: 3
• Summoning: 4

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
N/A

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Kieran Cherrywell

Special Phrase: Tibbles beard of Power

Biography:
Born into fortune and luxury on a cold November night, Ursula had no decided name until the time of her birth. Her parents, desperate to name the child something, looked around their environment until they saw the night sky. Ursa Major and Ursa Minor were present on this wonderful night and due to her mother’s fondness of astronomy and constellations, her parents decided to name her Ursula. As with many parents, the two wished that her beauty and heart were more radiant than the stars above in the night sky. Hoping that her potential, dreams, and fame were higher than the stars, they placed their hopes into her.

From then on, Ursula grew up to be loved by all family members for her devoted, kind, and respectable nature. However, when the girl was not given what she wanted, Ursula would often throw a temper tantrum and throw violent fits of rage. During those fits, the Cherrywell would crush, wreck, tear down objects and lash out at people physically, primarily her house-elf Crumble. There was almost no success in trying to appease her rage and anger. Trying to cleanse this frightful habit out of her, the Nonpareil clan administered many Calming Droughts to the girl.  Unfortunately, the droughts were a temporary remedy for her moments of extreme rage and was not a cure for her personality. 

Miss Ursula often dressed herself in a very boyish style and had a passion for Quidditch, archery, and horseback riding. She often confided in her grandmother, telling the old woman that she wanted to be one of the first female Quidditch players. The lady told her that she could be anything she wanted to be, but informed the family of her dream. As the family looked down on these unusual habits for a typical Nonpareil lady to have, they decided that etiquette classes were in order.

Soon enough, Ursula was brainwashed by the beliefs of the Nonpareil clan for the ideal woman. And from then on, she strived to become a proper lady in the eyes of the family. Well-mannered, obedient, and quiet were things Ursula always wanted to be and wished to be known as. Expressing this desire to Grandmama, who then told her immediate family, she was then sent to Beauxbatons Academy in order to encourage these vain desires. And so she attended Beauxbatons for the first two years of her education.

During her years at Beauxbatons, she hung out with a group of older girls who were elegant but known for their promiscuous activity. Believing that these girls were paragons of how a lady should be, she quickly and obediently followed their every example. When it came to dress, to boys, to schoolwork, and to life in general, Miss Cherrywell was their ultimate disciple. Making a bad name for herself, she grew to be unpopular with the students and teachers alike, Ursula eventually broke down. In October, 1973, she was expelled for destruction of public property, private property, school property, and threatening behavior, and her family took her home.

ROLEPLAY

It was impossible for Dianne to stay out of trouble. It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, it's just that trouble always managed to find her. Today she wished she could find something equally familiar but more comforting.

The five-year old girl hugged her puffskein closer to her and brushed her face in its soft fur for comfort. She had named him herself and he was always her special pet. No she was certain she had never gone down this side street before. Her anxiety increased every second as darkness fell as she walked down the road. A loud noise came to her left and she buried her face in her pet's fur completely. The scared girl bolted the opposite way slamming the both of them into the wall of the nearest building. Tottering back a few steps she found a door a few feet to her right and ran to open it. What light there was inside spilled out into the darkness and she spilled into the room.

Once in, she was caught between the impulse to curl her cloak up more tightly around her and loosen her grip on it. She wasn't alone anymore but she was now among strangers instead, which was nearly as terrifying. Her puffskein had recovered from the shock of the wall and now was purring contentedly as the girl hugged it, causing a mildly calming effect on the girl. Gathering her courage, she marched up to the nearest person, pulled on the nearest clothing hem and blurted out in a loud voice:

"I'm lost and it's dark and I wanted to know where I am but I'm not scared but I am worried that Sambundeakin is scared because he's little and needs something to eat and wants to go home."

She paused to draw a breath in her nearly never-ending sentence, "He misses my and his mommy."

To explain the scared girl held up the custard-colored puffskein. Sambundeakin the puffskein, however simply purred as if nothing on earth was wrong in the world.

Roleplay Response:
”Hmm...?”

Ursula felt a tug on her skirt and immediately jumped. Readying a punch (in case it was a pervert or one of its ilk), her fist stopped and remained motionless. What was she doing? It was only a little girl.

She dropped her fist and looked befuddled at the sight of a child. What would a child be doing in this place? She seemed out of place and was out of place with the aura she emanated. Fear. She breathed it and smelled of fear and it made Ursula want to hug the child.

It was dark. Children always, or most of them, hated the darkness. But she really didn’t understand that. If children had been in their mother’s stomach, wouldn’t they have gotten used to the darkness? It was all very strange to Ursula, but almost everything was to the girl.

Why was she thinking about this? She just had to help the poor child. She couldn’t resist the temptation to help her. It was just second nature for her.

And it was the duty of a Nonpareil lady.

Offering a sympathetic smile, she asked, “Where did you last see your mother? Do you know where she might be?”

Without any hesitation, she gently grabbed the child’s pinky finger and led her off into the light.

Yes, her family would be very proud of her. Especially Aries. Husband.



SHOPKEEPER QUESTIONS
Answer these questions only if you are applying to be a shopkeeper as well.

Shop name: --
Shop Description (200 words minimum): --

What purpose will this shop serve other than selling things and being the home of your character? Why would people want to RP there just for fun?
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[Esme Vartan]

Accepted, darling!