Maria Gilbert Julchen Beilschmidt (Fem!Pru~)

Your Character's backstory:
"I used to rule the world,
See it rise as I gave the word.
Now in the morning I sleep alone,
Sweep the streets I used to roam..."

Maria lived with her little sister Monika and grandfather Alaric. Their parents had somehow disappeared when Monika was born—Maria was only one or two at the time so she doesn’t even know them. Their grandfather refuses to speak about it so Maria had just shrugged it off and went to do her own thing.

She grew up in the hustle and bustle of Berlin, Germany. When Alaric had gotten sick and began to visit the hospital every day, Maria had taken it upon herself to raise her little sister. While her personality would change in front of Monika, she was still loud and obnoxious in front of her friends. After Alaric got better, they moved to a house on the outskirts of the city to help their grandfather relax.

Maria’s favorite uncle was Frederick the II, which she affectionately called Old Fritz. He spoiled her and treated her like his child, and the two were usually found playing a game of chess together in the afternoon. It was Old Fritz who told her about her wizardry heritage after a strange incident in which some of kids who usually teased her for her silver hair were suddenly lifted into the air and thrown a few yards across the park. He took her out to buy supplies when she had been accepted into the local magic school; Maria loved him to bits.

Old Fritz died peacefully in his sleep when she was entering her fourth year. It was a huge loss for Maria, who proceeded to lock herself in her room and not let anyone, not even Monika, come in. Old Fritz had specifically stated in his will that everything he owned would be transferred over to Maria and Maria alone. This made her a somewhat rich person, but all she really wanted was her uncle to come back.

She snapped out of her depression sometime in her fifth year and came to her senses when she realized that Old Fritz wouldn’t have wanted to see her like this. She still gets sad when someone mentions him but she’ll snap right back to bragging about how awesome he was, grinning and hiding her emotions.

We just got a letter:
"How do you solve a problem like Maria?
How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?
How do you find a word that means Maria?
A flibbertigibbet, a willow the wisp, a clown."

The smell of strawberry cake filled the kitchen as a gloved hand reached out and pulled down the door to the oven. The aroma assaulted every corner of the kitchen but the person responsible for pulling it out didn’t seem to be affected. The beige and pink colored dessert was put onto the counter to cool off while the girl behind it all took off the large glove.

“It smells delicious, Maria,” a rather old yet strong voice sounded as the albino grinned and licked off the remaining cake batter from her fingers. Delish~

“Of course! It has to be perfect for schvester’s birzhday!” the girl brought the plate over to the dining table along with two butter knives and a tub of frosting. “Danke, Old Fritz! I couldn’t have used my house’s kitchen or else Monika vould have known.”

“No problem,” the man now dubbed Old Fritz chuckled. “Chocolate frosting?

“Zhe strawberry is for me,” Maria gave another grin, duo colored eyes shining, and opened the lid to the tub of frosting. “Monika loves chocolate. She could marry it.”

Fritz took one of the butter knives and both of them got to spreading the frosting all over the cake. When it was done, Maria retrieved some cut fruits from the refrigerator and started sprinkling the chunks. “It’ll be awesome! I mean, it’s made by zhe awesome–"

Her victory speech was short lived when, through the open window, an owl crashed and landed smack dab in the middle of the cake. Maria stared for a moment before yelling and threatening to kill the owl for ruining her hard work when Fritz patted her on the head softly and gently lifted the owl out, flicking his wand as the cake repaired itself. The albino breathed a sigh of relief before glaring at the owl.

“Vas ist das?!” she yelled, huffing and fuming at the intruder. Fritz chuckled and patted her on the shoulder reassuringly.

“It’s an owl, I believe. Look, there is something attached to its leg,” he reached out and helped the somewhat charred owl up, stroking its feathers and feeding it a treat as he read over who the letter was addressed to. “It’s for you, Maria.”

Maria stared at him incredulously before shrugging and breaking open the seal on the back. “Dear Maria Gilbert Julchen Beilschmidt—oh hey look, it’s my full name—you have been accepted into zhe Berlin Academy of Magical Arts,” she stopped and blinked, going over that line again. “I have been vhat…?”

“Accepted in the Berlin Academy of Magical Arts,” Old Fritz said, already getting a pen and piece of paper. “That is the academy I went to for my magic education. It’s a great—”

And that was all it took before the pen and paper disappeared from his hands as Maria furiously scribbled ‘I accept’ in German onto the paper. She rolled it up and attached it to the owl’s leg before shooing it off. Fritz blinked.

“It’s gotta be an awesome school if you vent zhere, Old Fritz!” she grinned and started cheering. The older man shook his head in amusement and helped his niece with finishing up the cake before escorting her home.

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An older and, much better developed, Maria lounged on her couch, flicking through a random magazine she happened to pick up, a bottle of Heineken next to her. Bored purple fading to light blue eyes scanned over the German words like a clockwork, going from one side to another and then snapping back to the other side. A page was turned but the bored look on her face didn’t change one bit.

“Schwester! Schwester!” a lighter voice called out and Maria blinked, looking up from her magazine as her younger sister walked in holding a letter. “This just came in for you.”

“Ja? Danke, Monika!” the self-proclaimed Prussian jumped up from her position on the couch and walked over, grabbing the letter and then hurriedly opening it. Her eyes went over the cursive English words, going back when she didn’t understand something. English was never her best subject, anyways. “Dear Maria… blah, blah, blah… accepted for zhe exchange programme to Hogvarts School of Vitchcraft and Vizardry…”

“That’s wonderful! I heard Hogwarts is one of the elite schools to go to!” Monika said, clapping her hands together, smiling. But then her expression changed when she found Maria laughing uncontrollably, wondering what was so funny. “Schwester…?”

“Ahahaha…! Ke-Kesesese…!” Maria couldn’t breathe, she was greatly amused. “Vhat kind of person names a school ‘Hogvarts’? Ahahahahaha…!”

Monika shook her head in exasperation.

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Maria marched up to the stool, clanking her heels purposely against the marble floor. “Make vay for zhe awesomeness!” she said to the small first years that quickly did as she demanded. She sat down on the stool and crossed her legs as the hat was placed onto her.

However, before it even touched her scalp, the hat shivered and bellowed out a loud “SLYTHERIN!” which sent the table on the far right with people in green and black coats into cheers. Grinning, the albino bounded over and sat down, receiving ‘Welcome’s and ‘Good job!’.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be too bad.

"If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky..."


ABOUT ME:

Name: Ming/Maria/Miria
Tell us a little about yourself. Most of you know me as Ming-Xing Zhao on this forum. Kiku said I could make another account when I reached 50 IC posts (I have 63). I’ve been roleplaying Fem!Pru on Facebook for a while now, so I thought, why not?
Anything else? Vinguardiam Leviosa~!

FUCK THAT WAS LONG. -gasps for air-

Dude. You know I love your fem!Pru. You know I always have and always will. This app made me love her infinitely more.

Maria Gilbert Julchen Beilschmidt, (whose name is as long as the app) you are ACCEPTED. Have fun, be safe, and don't get yourself expelled~