Walraven, Farrah

[Farrah Walraven]

Full Name: Farrah Elise Walraven.

Nickname and/or Alias: None.

Age: Twenty.

Birth Date: September 7th.

Gender: Female.

Hometown and Country: New Orleans, Louisiana, United States.

What school & year?: Yale, Sophomore

Occupation: Student.

Height: Five Feet Eight Inches [5'8”].

Weight: One Hundred and Twenty Pounds [120 lbs].

Appearance:

Statuesque, Farrah stands at five feet and eight inches, a height certainly atypical for that of a younger woman. It is obvious from a mere observation of her build that she has, in her past, been involved with some form of exercise. Despite being fairly thin, she hasn't reached the point of emaciation and due to her previous engagement with ballet, Walraven remains quite flexible and limber, giving her an almost airy feel to her stroll. There is a sense of elegance about Farrah, and whether it is from her opulent style of dress or the arrogance in which she carries herself, one cannot be certain.

Dark locks of brunette hair cascade past his shoulders, contrasting against the paleness of her complexion. The architecture of Walraven's face is such that it often goes with much notice. Because of the fineness and sharpness of her features, along with the many angles of her face, Farrah's expressions, from the almond of her eyes, to the fineness of her nose often contribute to the elitist reputation she has come to receive over time. Because of the heavy arch in her brows which are always neatly groomed, it adds an almost sinister appeal to her features, especially characterizing her ivy colored eyes.

Her porcelain skin can often be found wearing formal fineries, dresses, pencil skirts, and other sundry materials of the finest qualities, and because she is of 'old money,' she is allowed to possess such things. Certainly not one to go without cosmetics, Farrah often to subscribes to painting her face finely, and though there are days in which she feels she has nothing to hide, sometimes foundation and mascara can be sufficient for her, as a former pageant queen winner from the south, it comes as no surprise that she would be heavily equipped with cosmetics if needs be.

Personality & Attitude:

At heart, Farrah Walraven is wholly a vain being. Intelligent and productive, Farrah is one who accomplishes much because of her tenacity. While most often following practicality, it is in this practicality that the young woman is well suited for business, ruthless as she can be at times. She is perceptive, organized, and vigil, if not somewhat paranoid. As a very structured person, Farrah especially dislikes whenever things don't perform accordingly, as such, she is capable of being quite cross and cruel to those who hinder whatever she may have planned.

Having been exposed to beauty at a young age, Farrah continues to recognize its advantages and rather than running from what she can do with beauty, Farrah embraces it. Because she had a privileged lifestyle, Farrah is cold, aloof, and elitist. Critical of others, Walraven has little tolerance for the droll, sarcastic, and annoying people which she finds exist more often than not. Though one wouldn't hypothesize that she is deeply insecure because of her defensiveness to the world, Farrah is, at best, a wounded soul too independent to allow someone to assist her in anything she does, and such is obvious whenever her bouts of feminism seem to surge.

Likes:

Attractive things.
Studying.
Languages.
History.
Fat-Free Substances.
Classical Music.
Witchcraft, despite its setbacks.

Dislikes:

Lechers.
Meat.
Plebeians.
Menial Labor.
Working.
Driving.

Relatives & Family:

John Walraven [Father].
Anna Walraven [Mother].
Keith Walraven [Younger Brother].

Background & History:

Born in the southern states to the tycoon John Walraven and former model Anna Walraven, Farrah was predestined to have a relatively normal lifestyle, despite the fact of her father's lineage and involvement with witchcraft which would remain relatively verboten until the time had come to address it. John was a businessman who helped popularize New Orleans by expanding upon their rich culture, especially that of voodoo and other supernatural practices. While he already possessed a fortune, it was unnecessary to have his wife Anna work, and as such, he own time had been spent taking care of Farrah until she had reached the age to attend school.

As a baby, Farrah had been enrolled into numerous pageants and had claimed Ms. Baby Louisiana. A title that would trigger a series of endless pageants in the future. Though awfully attentive and observant as a child, Farrah was raised, in spite of her appreciation for many things, to be very confident and self-assured, a philosophy which she had distorted and altered into arrogance from a younger age. She was a successful student, especially given the pressure she received from her father to maintain a solid and consistent grade point average, and had been involved in ballet as was common amongst the creoles and other French immigrants in Louisiana.

It had been in her teenage years that she was informed by her father about the idea of ascension and various other forms of mystical arts. He ask how she imagined he had been as successful as he had been. Of course, she hadn't considered the thought of his success being due to witchery, and while he explained the negative aspect of such a gift, she was beginning to understand why he looked increasingly old, something that didn't bode well with his daughter, as beauty was something to be appreciated and worshiped heavily.

She wasn't particularly enthused whenever she had received lessons of history about the Walraven clan, nor was she enthused about learning how to use her abilities, despite what advantages they could have in her life. Rather than wanting to believe she could only accomplish things via the usage of her abilities, Farrah established then that she would succeed through her own wit and imagination, and it didn't help that she feared aging more than anything.

At eighteen, the fated time of college was soon impending, and as such, Farrah received a scholarship for Yale, and because her father had attended there and was familiar with others like them in the New England area, it was more of a vicarious decision for her to attend that particular university, despite how much she wanted to go to California. Truthfully, she had no interest in meeting “others” like them, and as such, she met New England, with her southern accent with much hostility.

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Sample RP:

SHE BURST THROUGH THE DOOR furiously. Farrah stamped her way through the long hallway of the university, her heels resounding the wrath she was soon to bring down upon Yale. She was furious, irate, and agitated. It was the first day of class, and because she didn't wish to relinquish her right to sleep in later, she was vengeful at Yale for hosting such early courses. She could've telephoned her father, not that it would have brought her any good, he would've simply said that such was life and she would have to surmount her petulant behavior, and rather than wanting to do that, she would face all of these yankees with a sense of hostility.

Walraven cut her eyes at her professor as she marched into the classroom, slipped up an aisle and seated herself in the very last row, attempting to isolate herself from the other classmates. She ignored glances from those who seemed to pry at her with their eyes, and fifteen minutes after class had begun, the professor had been interrupted by someone who passed him a note.

“Farrah Walraven?” He called out, looking into the rainbow of students. “You're needed in the Dean's office.” He exclaimed.

Truthfully, she was stunned. Never in her life had she gotten in trouble, and she most certainly wasn't expecting to today either. Regardless, the brunette sighed, gathered her belongings and confidently marched down the aisle, her head elevated high. She ignored her classmates she she left the room with pride and followed the stranger to where she had supposed would be the location of the Dean's office.

Finished Profile?: Yes

Grouping: Witch.

Canon or Custom: Custom.

Actor, Actress, or Model Used: Masuimi Max.

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[Sarah Wenham]