Okay, finished! Officially presenting Ferah!
Personality: The best way to describe Ferah in one word: sour patch kids. First she's sour, then she is sweet. Farah may come off as a little sarcastic, reckless, and unsavory at first; but much like her appearance--it's only a front. Farah simply chooses to hide behind humor, witty remarks, and snide comments. To those close to her, however, she shows her rare, kindhearted side. She is all around a tom boy, albeit, the prettiest tom boy you've ever seen. She tends to speak without thinking, which leads to misunderstandings--though she often has good intentions.
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Farah was raised with a golden spoon in her mouth. Her father was the proud owner of Wallace Inc. and her mother was a successful surgeon. Her childhood was filled with riches and happiness. Money was never an issue for the family—until her father got involved with a shady business deal. This deal drained all of money from her father’s business accounts, leaving Wallace Inc. with a large amount of debt. Their family quickly plummeted from the top of the world, to the bottom. In an effort to help support her family, Ferah picked up a few odd jobs here or there.
One of them being a waitress at a shady, underground club. She worked extremely late hours during the night, and was a little odd, but it paid good money. Pretty, human girls all around her age served cherry colored drinks—but never any food. Even odder still, the girls did anything they were asked of by their beautiful patrons.
Ferah was good at her job, and a customer favorite. This ‘good fortune’ caused her to attract the attention of the owner of the club. A young man named Adrian, whom was astoundingly handsome. Deep emerald eyes and tousled ebony hair was enough to make any girl swoon.
He took almost immediate interest in the blonde, and like a fool the young girl decided to befriend him. Over the course of a month Ferah began to trust her ‘friend’. She told him all of her worries, fears, joys—even about the situation which plagued her home life. He listened to her with sincerity, or so it seemed to Ferah. He made her feel comforted, happy, special. She was convinced there was no one else like him, and in some regards, she would be right.
Adrian offered to pay her a month in advance, and enough money to pay off her father debt. There was a catch, however; Ferah had to offer Adrian something in return. Unsure what she could possible offer him, though desperate and naive, the girl agreed. It wasn’t until Adrian’s sharp incisors were tearing into her neck that her illusion shattered and she realized the truth. Adrian was a vampire, so were all the patrons in the night club. The waitresses did everything that was asked of them, not because they wanted extra tips, but because they were hypnotized.
Ferah was sure her life was over, that Adrian would drain her of every last drop of blood she had and that would be the end—but it wasn’t. She woke up the next evening; scared, cold, confused, and thirsty. Adrian decided not to devour Ferah, the thought of being her sire was much more appealing. He kept his promise, her parents debt was erased and the Wallace’s were back to living a life of luxury; but it was a life that Ferah could no longer be a part of.
Feeling betrayed, Ferah left to be alone. It wasn’t until she received a letter from blood moon castle that things began to look up for the girl.
Advice To The World: You never know how things will work out in the end, be ready for anything and everything.
Anything Else: The only vampire to miss eating food.
Used to take judo and play soccer as a kid.
Ferah Wallace
Character Summary
Name: Ferah Elizabeth Wallace
Age: 18
Species: Vampire
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Age: 18
Species: Vampire
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Appearance
Height: 5'1 Build: Athletic Eyes: BlueHair: Platinum
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:After being turned into a creature of the night, she got a small tattoo of the sun on her wrist. So that even if she couldn't see it in person, she always had a little sunshine with her.
Overview: Ferah's appearance is striking, even from a distance. Her icy blue eyes seem cold enough to freeze you at your core. Her ivory skin is smooth and unblemished, and her silvery hair sways below her shoulders. Don't let her cold exterior scare you though, it is only a facade. In fact, the ice queen used to be a natural beach blonde; she has only recently settled for the platinum color instead. Although Ferah stands at a short five feet (and an inch!), calling her tiny would be a mistake, she is actually very athletically built. Her thighs are thick with muscle she gained from her time playing sports, as well as toned arms and torso.
Overview: Ferah's appearance is striking, even from a distance. Her icy blue eyes seem cold enough to freeze you at your core. Her ivory skin is smooth and unblemished, and her silvery hair sways below her shoulders. Don't let her cold exterior scare you though, it is only a facade. In fact, the ice queen used to be a natural beach blonde; she has only recently settled for the platinum color instead. Although Ferah stands at a short five feet (and an inch!), calling her tiny would be a mistake, she is actually very athletically built. Her thighs are thick with muscle she gained from her time playing sports, as well as toned arms and torso.
Personality
Kindhearted * Sarcastic * Lazy *
Personality: The best way to describe Ferah in one word: sour patch kids. First she's sour, then she is sweet. Farah may come off as a little sarcastic, reckless, and unsavory at first; but much like her appearance--it's only a front. Farah simply chooses to hide behind humor, witty remarks, and snide comments. To those close to her, however, she shows her rare, kindhearted side. She is all around a tom boy, albeit, the prettiest tom boy you've ever seen. She tends to speak without thinking, which leads to misunderstandings--though she often has good intentions.
Habits:
- Sits with both legs spread to the side, elbows on her knees. Not very lady like at all.
- Snapping her fingers for just about anything. Idea? Snap. Angry? Snap. Needs your attention? Snap.
- Playing with her necklace when she is thinking, or daydreaming.
Strengths:
- empathetic
- confident
- brave
Weakness:
- Lazy
- Quick temper
- Spiders
Likes:
- Piano ballads
- Soccer
- Cats, more specifically kittens
Dislikes:
- anything creepy, crawly and has more than four legs. AKA. SPIDERS.
- When people are dishonest with her. Lying by omission is still lying.
- Greed, to her it's the root of all evil.
History
Farah was raised with a golden spoon in her mouth. Her father was the proud owner of Wallace Inc. and her mother was a successful surgeon. Her childhood was filled with riches and happiness. Money was never an issue for the family—until her father got involved with a shady business deal. This deal drained all of money from her father’s business accounts, leaving Wallace Inc. with a large amount of debt. Their family quickly plummeted from the top of the world, to the bottom. In an effort to help support her family, Ferah picked up a few odd jobs here or there.
One of them being a waitress at a shady, underground club. She worked extremely late hours during the night, and was a little odd, but it paid good money. Pretty, human girls all around her age served cherry colored drinks—but never any food. Even odder still, the girls did anything they were asked of by their beautiful patrons.
Ferah was good at her job, and a customer favorite. This ‘good fortune’ caused her to attract the attention of the owner of the club. A young man named Adrian, whom was astoundingly handsome. Deep emerald eyes and tousled ebony hair was enough to make any girl swoon.
He took almost immediate interest in the blonde, and like a fool the young girl decided to befriend him. Over the course of a month Ferah began to trust her ‘friend’. She told him all of her worries, fears, joys—even about the situation which plagued her home life. He listened to her with sincerity, or so it seemed to Ferah. He made her feel comforted, happy, special. She was convinced there was no one else like him, and in some regards, she would be right.
Adrian offered to pay her a month in advance, and enough money to pay off her father debt. There was a catch, however; Ferah had to offer Adrian something in return. Unsure what she could possible offer him, though desperate and naive, the girl agreed. It wasn’t until Adrian’s sharp incisors were tearing into her neck that her illusion shattered and she realized the truth. Adrian was a vampire, so were all the patrons in the night club. The waitresses did everything that was asked of them, not because they wanted extra tips, but because they were hypnotized.
Ferah was sure her life was over, that Adrian would drain her of every last drop of blood she had and that would be the end—but it wasn’t. She woke up the next evening; scared, cold, confused, and thirsty. Adrian decided not to devour Ferah, the thought of being her sire was much more appealing. He kept his promise, her parents debt was erased and the Wallace’s were back to living a life of luxury; but it was a life that Ferah could no longer be a part of.
Feeling betrayed, Ferah left to be alone. It wasn’t until she received a letter from blood moon castle that things began to look up for the girl.
Extras
Advice To The World: You never know how things will work out in the end, be ready for anything and everything.
Anything Else: The only vampire to miss eating food.
Used to take judo and play soccer as a kid.
