Cassidy Raylene Fenwick

[cassidy]

YOUNG & FREE
w o r r i e d about my l e g a c y


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{ A B O U T . Y O U }

Name: Izzy
Gender: Female
Age: Eighteen
E-mail: [e-mail]
Twitter: @izzy_1203
Years of RPG Experience: Seven
Other: I carry my passwords in a ziplock baggy, sorry.

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{ Q U I C K . Q U I Z }

How did you find us? Like millions of years ago I was site-hopping.
What about ISS inspired you to join? Back in the day, ISS was fresh and new-like.
Do you have any suggestions for us? Always. Currently working on some lol.

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{ A B O U T . T H E . C H A R A C T E R }

Name: Cassidy Raylene Fenwick
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Female
Year: Seventh Year
Face Claim: Anna Kendrick

Canon or Original? Original

Facial Properties: Cassidy did not get her looks from her father, let me just say that. Where he has bold and obvious features, his daughter looks more like her mother with slender, subtle features. Her face is very narrow and her lips are rather thin. She has always known what the “in” people are flaunting, though, so that makes up for her general lack in beautiful facial features. Inasmuch, Cassidy has always been pampered with the latest treads and most expensive makeup to be found. She even wears makeup when she only plans on going out for a ride that day. There’s just something about that thin layer of cover up that gives an extra layer of confidence. Cassidy feels too exposed otherwise, as though anyone could see into her soul without her makeup mask. Call it shallow if you must, but it’s the small things that can amount to a great confidence boost. Sometimes that shiny red lipstick is all it takes to feel like your smile is worth something that day. The eyes are the window to the soul, however, as many people will say. If that’s true, then Cassidy’s soul is foggy and gray, with the occasional green swirl flying by. She’s always liked her eyes, despite the lack of normalcy. She doesn’t even regret having to wear glasses when she was younger. Since, she’s gained contacts. All of this – the narrow face, small lips, gray eyes – is surrounded by surprisingly straight hair. It is believed she got that physical feature from her father, and that feature only.
Physique: In a word, Cassidy’s figure is feminine. What do you expect out of the teenager? Because she lives a very active lifestyle, it isn’t difficult for her to keep off the pounds of gourmet meals. Standing at an unintimidating five feet, one and a half inch, her weight-height ratio is balanced out to a healthy amount weighing about 125. She has a fairly curvy figure, something that, needless to say, her parents were happy about. Her father, not quite as much, but looks are something that are validated in the Fenwick’s household. As testimony of that, Cassidy knows what it takes to be a good shopper. To be great is to appear great, as her mother always says. Cassidy doesn’t have a particular style she fits into. In fact, she can have very opposite looks on any given day. Sometimes she likes to just pull on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt to go out and practice her jumps with her horses, and other days she would like nothing better than to go all out and wear her most exquisite dress. It really just depends on the occasion, to be honest. When she’s at school, she has no liking for the Hogwarts robes. They’re just like a fabric form of a garage bag, in her opinion. Who wants to go around looking like they belong in a trash can?

Wand Type: 11 inch Willow, hippogriff talon
Wand Expertise: Charms, counter-curses
Patronus: Palomino Stallion
Boggart: Acromantula

Personality: Independent. No, she doesn’t like the term “loner.” Being alone is different than being lonely. This characteristic is proven time and time again in every aspect of her life. First, let’s start with her passion: horses. This isn’t some flimsy “oh, they’re just so pretty!” love and fascination. This is real, professional, “I ride horses and win awards for it” work. That isn’t to say she doesn’t like her own hobby. She wouldn’t compete if she didn’t have passion driving her. Cassidy was six years old when she got her first horse. Since then, she’s acquired three more. Professional competitions – she favors that of dressage and equestrian – grew to be a real interest for her. Having been on Fenwick Stables her whole life, one could say it was a matter of time before she took up the hobby. Dressage competitions are judged based off style and control. Simply put, each rider enters the ring to follow orders given by the commentator and depending on how well they perform they will be given a score. Equestrian riding is more like an obstacle course. Riders are given a set layout to practice and they perform the routine as quickly and efficiently as possible, with both elements playing into their score at the end. Aside from the horse, it is a solo activity spare the hands that help behind the scenes. Cassidy has always liked riding because of this. It gives her a chance to connect with a being that is greater than she, using her knowledge base to tame the animal and coax it into an understanding with her. Despite how “girly” and “lame” riding might be to some, it is a very serious sport. That isn’t to say Cassidy doesn’t appreciate downtime riding. Quite the opposite, to be honest. She loves to wake up in the mornings and go out riding, all day if she can do it. Spending time with her horses is what she likes best. Sometimes, she is accompanied by the household dog, an Australian Shepherd named Rigby. Recently the Fenwick’s bough another dog, a small Akbash, Santi. Santi is still too small and untrained to be allowed on trail rides.

Contrary to the belief that has been built up, Cassidy does like people – the people who work for her and her family, the people who are pushovers and easy to manipulate, and the people who are fortunate enough to make it into her exclusive friends zone. Is she a snob? Well, Cassidy wouldn’t likely label herself like that but deep down she knows she’s a little – ahem, a lot – power hungry. It affects her relationships. Not many people like to hang out around people who always have to be right. It’s in her blood to be competitive. Only other competitive souls can usually stand to put up with her longer than a few minutes. There’s a balance there that must be fulfilled. You either don’t have a spine at all and so she likes you because she can walk all over you, or you actually have some wits about you and provide a healthy challenge to her. She isn’t so high on herself to believe that a little friendly competition isn’t needed every once in a while. She’s the kind of girl that likes to race you to the water fountain or see who can get the highest grade on a test. What’s that, she isn’t as brainless as she appears? Of course not. Powerful women are not stupid women. Cassidy may not enjoy the homework that rides along with the school agenda, but she does like to learn. Knowledge is power. Whoever said “ignorance is bliss” was obviously ignorant. Funny how that works, right? She’s always been told she needs to succeed in school. So, even if she never turns in a single homework assignment, she can pass her exams with flying colors. It’s all about multitasking. Just because you’re passing notes in class does not mean you aren’t listening, or absorbing what the professor has to say. Cassidy loves to be called up and asked what a professor just said, so that she can repeat their words verbatim and shock the classroom. The element of surprise is a powerful tool; it is wise to remember that.

So, what does an independent, exclusive, snooty, competitive girl have to offer a relationship? Mostly just a cute face to kiss. Her parents have long believed in arranged marriages, having been put together that way themselves, but have yet to find a boy suitable to their fiery daughter’s needs. She does get to have some say, since she’s too stubborn to have it any other way. In her free time away from home, in a school abundant with string-less guys, Cassidy likes to flirt around. It’s mostly about the hunt and chase for her. She likes observing and picking out which boy would give her nonexistent children cute features. Or, in the case that a boy is striving for her attention, she makes it hard for them. She’ll smile and flirt, but never show interest past that. It takes something really special for a guy to snag her heart into a relationship. And at that, even those don’t last too long. To date, Cassidy’s longest relationship was three weeks. She isn’t scared of commitment per say, but she’s grown up in a world where being a girl was the lower gender. She doesn’t want to be forever linked to a single guy, truthfully; she sees marriage more as something like a business deal. Like they say, the first step to marriage is dating – so Cassidy usually keeps her relationships short. Some think it’s just her being a tease, other’s think it’s slutty, but she just thinks she’s being fair. There’s no use in dragging a guy along when you know nothing is ever going to become of it. She’s just being honest with her boy toy’s, which is better than being a lying one-night-stand in disguise. It is only natural that she’s crushed a few heart’s in her time due to this philosophy. Frankly, she’s always a bit surprised when a guy seemed disheartened. Was she really that convincing, that she’d want to spend such a long time with one person? Their heart deserves to shatter if they really bought into her act.

Family relations are judged about the same with her. She has her parents, which of course she loves, and that would even extend to her old nanny and some of the workers on the stables. She has her extended family, the branch of Fenwick’s on her father’s side and the section of Lestrange’s on her mother’s side; Cassidy is particularly fond of her twin cousins, Rabastan and Rodolphus Lestrange. Rabastan has always been someone to play around with and Rodolphus she likes mostly off of admiration. Both boys have had a general impact on her life. From Rabastan, she gained an interest on Quidditch. It’s nothing like horseback riding, in her opinion, but it is something to gear her competitive nature towards during the school year. From Rodolphus, she picked up a liking for Potions. It was the only class he ever commented on not hating as much as the rest, so before Cassidy even entered Hogwarts she was already curious about the subject. One could probably also blame them for her general distaste for schoolwork, but that’s another story. Other tidbits about Cassidy include: she knows how to play the flute, by request of her mother that she take up an instrument to enhance her brain; she is fluent in French, because one of the Fenwick’s more favored stable hands is from France, whom she is also close with because he has been their employee for so long now; can’t draw worth anything, but she knows how to sculpt – working with her hands on projects is something she’s always been good at; she doesn’t know how to sing, but will never pass up a good chance to go out and party, karaoke included; she doesn’t like to keep in company of hypocrites, but in all truth is one; finally, while she has never liked Filch must – he’s an enforcer of rules, so of course she dislikes him some – she does however have a thing for Mrs. Norris. Cassidy is convinced someday she’ll be able to befriend the feline and stop the cat from telling on her whenever she’s doing something against school rules. She has yet to actually achieve this goal.

Likes:
+ Shopping
+ Horses
+ Parents
+ Potions
+ Quidditch
+ Control
+ Boys
+ Purebloods
+ Learning
+ Challenges
Dislikes:
– Cabbage
– Stupidity
– Messes
– Homework
– Spiders
– Losing
– Divination
– Studying
– Flakiness
– Filch

History: The story of Janette Lestrange isn’t a particularly interesting one. She was born and raised off pureblood morals and ideals, so it should come as no surprise that her character reflects as much. Janette can appear very superficial and uncaring, but towards her family she has a great deal of compassion. While it has never been instilled in her that “family is the base of every healthy home” or anything like that, she does know that it’s vital to appear that way. Consequently, she tries very hard to keep the relationships within her home strong. Her marriage to Kyle Fenwick was arranged, it is true, but she has learned to love him. They have known each other practically since birth and have always known it was scripted that they should wed some day. In order to make their families happy, they pretended to like each other until it really happened. Neither could say when the switch was made. Simply over time they grew to know one another and appreciate both the triumphs and faults. Their charismatic approach to life has since rubbed off well on their finances. Coming from both highly esteemed pureblood wizarding families, they already were entitled to great sums of money. Living rich was the only way they knew. Now faced with starting up a life together they took to a trade that, while at first was disapproved, was soon praised. What is it that the Fenwick’s took to? Purebred horse breeding, racing and competitions. This profession is something that is dominantly Muggle-oriented, but that it what makes it so ingenious and near full-proof for a couple like the Fenwick’s. Janette and Kyle are extremely gifted with wizarding, as a mere reflection of their ancient bloodlines, and so it is effortless to slide past Muggle regulations. Muggles…they are so unobservant, in the words of Janette herself, as they cannot detect magic. There is no scientific method or ideology that can prove a horse’s build has been tampered with and enhanced by something as abstract as wizardry. Of course, every once and a while they must lose races – wouldn’t want to draw too much suspicion their way – but for the most part no one questions their unique training styles, highly efficient stable staff or their foreign food base for their horses.

Starting up Fenwick Stables was the beginning of a new empire. It was clear that the young couple could hold their own in the pureblood world and, arguably, the pureblood industry. With so much work going on around them it is hard to believe they had a baby girl in the mix. Janette had always wanted a boy because that is what she had been told to want. She needed to bear a son in order to carry on her married name into the next generation. Likewise, Kyle wished for a son. So, when the ultra sound came through confirming they had a girl on the way, there was a level of panic that set in the two Fenwick’s. There was no way they were having a girl. A girl? As in offspring that would not prosper in society automatically based off gender, a child who would not keep their last name when they marry? They were mortified. A girl simply would not do. But, a girl came nonetheless. They named her Cassidy Raylene, and within the first twenty-four hours of her life she became the Fenwick’s pride and joy. Silly notions about a firstborn son and the legacy he would create disappeared. The dreams were replaced with how magnificent their baby girl would be. She would be a leader, they were certain, and they would teach her how to be independent and resourceful. They wanted their daughter to be a powerful figure one day. They would teach her to be smart and witty and know how to deal with the politics of the pureblood lifestyle. Her path was written for her before she even knew how to walk. Of course, baby Cassidy was oblivious to the visions that her family wished her to fulfill someday. She was just happy when her nanny gave her the correct and tasty baby food. Yes, she had a nanny. What self respecting child doesn’t? This undivided attention given to her since birth became a pivotal influence in the Cassidy that grew to be.

Cassidy liked to have things her way. It was what she was taught. This can partially be created to her parents, since Janette and Kyle were products of society, too. They had gotten what they wanted when they were younger and it had worked out well for them, so they made sure young Cassidy got what she wanted as well. Their way of showing love was through fancy gifts. Kyle was especially good about this. It was their firstborn child, and a daughter no less, his little princess, who he would spoil happily with the money that the stables brought in daily. Janette was more nurturing. While she still liked to take her daughter out shopping for all the latest name brands, that was their form of bonding. They could spend time together that way. It was a materialistic hobby, sure, but the memories made on those trips are something that Cassidy to this day still holds very dear to her. She associates shopping with good things. Shopping makes her happy. Things, in general, make her happy. Growing up on the Fenwick estate brought along certain “thing” needs that were much larger than a new pair of jeans. Many girls ask for a pony when they are little, but few actually get them. Cassidy was one of the few, on a number of times. Ace was Cassidy’s birthday present at the age of six. The purebred Buckskin was just a foal back then, so in a way they two have grown up together. He was the horse that she began to train with, working towards dressage and equestrian competitions. They are both forms of horsemanship, judged off of style, technique, control and the likes. It was just the sort of hobby that gave Cassidy a platform to be that confident, independent personality they wanted her to have. And, since it was the family business, they had no issue fueling her passion. When Cassidy was a mere nine years old, she acquired her second and third horse, twin Gypsy Vanners, Iris and Ivy. The two mares came into the stables as already trained professionals. They became Cassidy’s pet project. She wanted to work other horses. Ace was more suitable for Western riding, whereas her two new twins were experienced in English riding. That’s how her final horse, Rafael, came to Fenwick’s Stables. She handpicked the huge Andalusian male off an auction when she was fifteen.

Rafael was a summer project for her, as by the time of his purchase she was already a well-versed Hogwarts student. When she was eleven and her acceptance letter had arrived, it came to no surprise to anyone in the family but was celebrated regardless. Her parents were most thrilled, since it showed that Cassidy wouldn’t become dead weight. There had been a fear, admittedly, from people outside of the intermediate family that Cassidy would show no magical ability and diminish the Fenwick name. If she had no power, and was a girl at that, what a failure she would be as the first Fenwick child. However, Cassidy, would follow in her parent’s footsteps and learn her skill with the trade of wizardry. This came with the intention of some day applying her skills to her the stables back home. School was something that was just a mandatory part of her life, so she put up with it, and even on some days found herself to thoroughly enjoy it. Schoolwork? Eh, she could live without that. But the actually process of learning…she was like a sponge. Some call it photographic memory, and other call it smarts. Cassidy? She calls it luck. She would take the knowledge she learned each year and tell her parent’s all about it. She would even talk to the stable hands, some of which had been around all of her life. Being a social little thing had never been a real issue with Cassidy. Albeit, she had grown into a strong and fierce young woman, but it worked out in her favor so…she never complained about it. No other child ever came to follow after Cassidy. At age seventeen, she remains an only child at the gigantic Fenwick home. This certainly isn’t from lack of trying. Janette was announced as infertile when Cassidy was twelve. Cassidy hasn’t ever really minded being the single heir to all parent’s empire. Who in their right mind would? There is definitely a constant struggle on her part, though, as she has been given a good set of cards, so to speak, but placed in an unlikely environment. She lives in a male-dominate world, but most kids her age with the same circumstances don’t have the internal drive that she does. Cassidy isn’t intimidated by the future. She’s actually rather excited to be graduating at the end of this year. But, again, who in their right mind wouldn’t be?

Sample Post: Go bother rBy bby.

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{ C O N T R A C T }

I solemnly swear that I, Izzy, have read the rules, understand clearly what my responsibilities are now that I am joining ISS, and will abide by these standards set by the staff.

[Lily Evans]

accepted !

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