E L S E W H E R E C H I L D CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: James CookGender: MaleAge: 11Bloodline: MugglebornParents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): James Cook SNR, Mary Cook (not currently played charactersResidence: West Wittering, by the beachDo you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)? NopeDo you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason? NopePlease list any other characters you already have at the site:NoneBiography: (100 words minimum.)James was born on a beautiful sunny day to muggles, James and Mary Cook. His parents were elated at his arrival because they had long believed they could not have children. As a result James JR had a life filled with love and happiness. He attended a fairly good (though not posh) muggle primary school where his best endeavours were making friends with all the other children. For James, spreading happiness was the most joyful thing anyone could do, and he had a thirst for fun. At the weekends his dad would teach him muggle magic tricks which JR would take into school to impress his friends. His biggest ambition is to become a world class magician. When the professor came to deliver his letter he originally thought it was a prank set up by his dad. When he saw James Seniors ashen face however he realised something more serious was afoot. It took his parents quite some convincing. When you love your only child that much you wouldn't dare let them go, especially with a stranger spouting weird things about magic. Eventually, after some gentle persuasion, they accepted their special son's magical powers. Roleplay:Reply as your character to the following:Godric Park.Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do."John, I said wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby. "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to."...Do you want to play?"Roleplay Response:Type your response here.James grinned. He'd seen the group playing from his bedroom window and had grabbed his broom straight away. Any opportunity to fly was a good one. He couldn't really see why the guys had just left this girl behind. Sure she was slow on her starter broom, but that was no reason not to involve her. She was bossy though, and while that didn't bother James he knew he could have some fun teasing her. He made a noise with his teeth and tossed his Cleansweep from hand to hand as if weighing up his options. He pretended to look towards the boys as if choosing them but all the while he really had her in the corner of his eye. Sighing he finally looked her in the eye and said, "alright then." He jumped up on his broom and looped around her, laughing as he went. "Come on then!" OTHERHow did you find us? Google