Alice Beaumont (Alice in Wonderland)

Name: Alice Marie Beaumont
Age: 15
Profession/School Year: 5th
House: Wonderland

Wand: 9" Ivy (Gort) Dragon Heart String

Patronus: A cat; Alice has had Dinah ever since she was a small girl. Dinah is her inspiration and has been there for her as a friend and companion.

Boggart: Playing cards from her childhood; Alice has a weird fear of playing cards she had when she was younger. As a girl, she used to make up stories about the different suits of cards, Her older sister would tell her that the cards would get her if she didn't read like she was supposed to. Nightmares of her being chased by cards were often and scared her.
Mirror of Erised: Escaping to a world of no books, just imagination. Just her and Dinah.


Parents’ Names: Rebecca and Killian Beaumont
Siblings: Her older sister, Mathilda Beaumont
Others: Dinah, her cat.


Alice has been a child of imagination. That's her all around. She spends 25 hours of the day in daydreams. Her philosophy is "Knowledge comes from imagination. Your mind is your teacher." Everything she knows or thinks of is from her imagination. She often has a dreamy look, one of constant day dreaming. Alice is a klutz. She falls over her own two feet. She loves making people laugh and she loves to figure out the puzzles of life with, of course, imagination. She's amusing, out-there, funny, and can bring out the imagination in almost anyone.

-Day dream
-Sing/Hum
-Go on adventures
-Figure out mysteries
-Fall asleep in the grass
-Make people laugh
-Encourage imaginative thinking
-Encourage adventurous spirits
-Sneak into restricted areas
-Tea Parties (Aw, yeah!)



Alice has had to always compete with her older sister, Mathilda. Mathilda is smart and a bookworm. She is the family prodigy, and face it, Alice is the one who's always escaping from anything that has to even deal with opening a boring book. Words bore her, pictures intrigue her. Rebecca, her mother, established Mathilda to encourage her sister to try and become renowned about the history of London and England. Mathilda tried to tutor Alice through the only way she knows how to learn: books. Alice has tried to learn, but cannot grasp it without creativity: pictures. Her mother and father discourage the thought of her imagination and her trying to constantly go different places. Mathilda on the other hand has been praised for years of book studies and wonderful grade. Alice is rarely praised for such deeds. She has tried to incorporate imagination with her parents so they could see it through her eyes. Life is nothing but a competition at home between her and Mathilda and knowledge vs. imagination.


The point of view from an ant is an interesting one. As small as they are they can see a great deal. Flower beds are their jungles; the sky is their ocean. Just imagine being an ant, will you? Everyone constantly trying to shoo you out; or even when you're too obnoxious, they squash you. Alice felt shooed out... She felt on the brink of being squashed by a huge work boot. She had no where else to run to... just... the flower beds. It was her escape. She needed to escape from books, from physical aspects of learning tools... anything that had to do with studying. Her sister Mathilda constantly threw a book on the table in front of her. "Read for once, Alice. Please! Just a paragraph." Alice rose an eyebrow and looked at the book silently. She flipped through the pages curiously. 'Where are the pictures? Where are the visuals? There's no creativity here. All I see is words... Alice shut the book and slid it across the dining room table with ease. "No. Mathilda's face grew hot. "And why not, Alice? Please. Explain to me." Alice stood and walked to her sister. Her small, pale hands opened the book to a random page. "Where are the pictures?" Mathilda's mouth gaped as she stared at her sister. "Alice, you must understand. English books refrain from the use of pictures in history. Pictures are rubbish." Alice sighed and walked back to her chair. "Pictures are not rubbish. Have you ever thought for once, Mathilda, that pictures may be much better than words? One picture is worth a thousand words. I'd rather study a picture than read that rubbish." Mathilda shook her head. Her sister was being a nuisance. This needed to stop. This constant refusal to read. Mathilda felt herself getting frustrated. "Mum will never be proud of you if you don't learn to read this. She slid the book roughly across the table and Alice watched her sister storm out. Tears brimmed under her eyes as she stood and walked out of the house. The immense flower beds were her getaway. She threw herself on the ground and was forted by towering lilies and tulips. Alice wiped her tears roughly and stared at the sky. An ant crawled up a flower next to her face. Alice stared at it... 'Have you ever wondered what it is like to be an ant?'

Name: Tang!
Age: 17 years young
Role Play History: Since 11, so about, 6 years.
Activity Level: Every other day.