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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: William Cavendish
« on: 30/06/2019 at 19:07 »E L S E W H E R E C H I L D
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: William Alexander Cavendish the fourth
Gender: male
Age: 16
Bloodline:
Pureblood Squib
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Mum n Dad: Octavia and Franklin Cavendish
Guardians: Bonnie, Tibby and Farley the house elves
Residence:
Cavendish manor near Hogsmeade
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Nope
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Nope
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Clara n co
Biography: (100 words minimum.)
William Alexander Cavendish the first was a great wizard, who can supposedly be thanked for many of the laws we have nowadays. He was the one to first begin the Cavendish family wealth, the gold and riches that only grew, were all thanks to him.
William Alexander Cavendish the second is fabled to be one of the best duellers ever seen. He is said to have played a huge part in the making and running of the auror department and made many a family connection that are still strong today.
William Alexander Cavendish the third was a quidditch player for England and apparently one of the best to ever have flown. He was a ladies' man through and through and the reason the Cavendish name is synonymous with charm.
William Alexander Cavendish the fourth is a squib. There's not a shred of magic within him. He's a disgrace to the Cavendish name, a failure. That's what everyone seems to think.
Will was born on the 24th of November in 1940. A beautiful, kicking baby boy, his parents were ecstatic. They had what they'd wanted. A male heir.
For Will's early childhood, life was good. Pampered and adored, everybody loved this darling little boy, with his big blue eyes and chestnut waves. He got everything he could possibly ask for, was treated like a little prince. He showed no signs of magic, but it was simply assumed that he was a late bloomer.
As Will grew older though, his parents grew more worried. Every excuse was made, from we simply weren't there to see it to that he was just a little shy about it, but in the end, when no letter from Hogwarts came, they had to accept the truth. Their first born son was a squib.
Rumour has it, Will's eleventh birthday was the day his parents forgot how to smile. They certainly never smiled at Will again. Still just a little boy, Will was shunned. Everything he'd been given, the praise and the love, was gone just like that, and it felt like Will woke up the day after his eleventh birthday to no longer be William Alexander Cavendish the fourth, future heir, but just some random muggle boy they'd picked off the streets.
Now, the Cavendishs do their best to keep Will hidden away at the manor house near Hogsmeade. His parents and his younger sister Elizabeth live off in London in another of their estates, far far away from him where he can't embarrass them. Will misses Elle. She's to start Hogwarts next year, but even if Will were to come across her, he doubts she'd recognise him.
Will isn't even allowed to go by his real name, not that he'd ever want to. To the rest of the world, he is just Will. He doesn't have many friends and few at Hogsmeade know him, he's always locked away in the manor, but those that do only know him as Will. None of them know who he really is.
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:
Hogsmeade. It was beautiful. William couldn't help but grin as he wandered through the streets, taking in all the sights. It felt like a millennia had passed since he'd last been permitted to leave the manor and meandering through Hogsmeade was a welcome escape.
Upon him Will had nothing but a few biscuits shoved in his pocket that he'd snatched from Bonnie, the house elf cook back at the manor, before he'd left. No wand, not that that would be any use, and no money, not that there was anything he wanted to buy. The only thing Will really wanted was freedom, and you couldn't buy that. Material objects ahd lost their appeal, left behind with the boy he'd been back before he'd turned eleven and been revealed a squib.
Now, Will was content just to look, to observe all the different things to buy and to watch all the new and different people buying them. They all had something to do with their lives, or at least with their day. Will didn't. He spent his time cooped up in some manor house, not allowed out. This, this little definitely-not-allowed escape, was heaven. And he'd enjoy it as well as he could before he was dragged back.
"You!"
Will's head snapped up from where it had been watching a little beetle on the ground to see a girl, seemingly around Elle's age but Will wasn't good at this sort of thing so who knew, looking at him.
"Do you want to play?"
What? He'd frozen, not really sure what to do. Will's human interaction was limited to Bonnie, Tibby and Farley and they weren't even human. He wasn't really sure how he was supposed to respond, or react really, to this.
"Uh, yeah?"
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