Name: Warsan Farrakhan
Nickname: Warsan, War, Card Lady
Age: 24
Birthday: October 12th
Species: human sorceress
Gender: female
Sexuality: bisexual
Nationality: Afro-Caribbean, mixed with Arabic (American)
Eye color: Amber
Hair color: Black
Skin tone: Copper
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 146 lbs
Body build: slender and curvy, if not the slightest bit thick
Talents:
running hella fast in heels, speaking with a silver tongue and uh, reading tarot cards!
Flaws/Disabilities:
commitment issues
stubborn
very material person (diamonds, pearls, shoes etc. I mean, the woman was chased by a werewolf and went back for a Louboutin heel.. )
Class: Drama
Secrets: witnessed a murder and never told anyone, fled an abusive ex
Powers: (General voodoo magic) - (access supernatural forces to improve her daily life to attain "luck" in many areas of life including money, love, divination, revenge, health, employment, and necromancy. Make spells from herbs, animal parts, etc.)
(Tarot Mimicry) - (mimic the archetypical tarot cards, but can only use up to three cards per day and she has no clue how to combine them. Ex. The Devil card includes dark arts, demonic physiology, mental manipulation and vice inducement.)
Likes:
Art and creativity, of course.
Body mods. She's incredibly fond of tattoos and piercings.
Staying out late/clubbing
Dancing
Accents
Feeling loved
Making others feel loved
Dislikes:
Commitment because "Forever, forever ever, forever ever?"
Jack
Hospital food
Being called "pumpkin"
Her hair getting wet, because that was a lot of work!
Having really good news and no one to share it with
Fears: A very dangerous ex-boyfriend finding her
Personality: Warsan is an extremely beautiful and outspoken individual and does not tolerate nonsense and likes to take matters into her own hands. She is expressive and dresses in revealing clothes and dyes her hair often. She is never afraid to speak her mind toward people. Warsan can also be head strong, sassy and tough. Although she appears warm in demeanor and appearance, she can be manipulative. However, if her parents are mentioned, she'll be quick to deflect any questions and change the subject. She prefers to keep a safe distance from people and doesn't reveal much about herself.
Bio: She sat on her mother's lap at the vanity, looking at their reflections in the mirror, beautiful, careful fingers braiding her hair, both listening to upbeat songs as her mother did her makeup and put on her hijab. "Warsan, don't assume, always ask. Be kind. Tell the truth. Don't say anything you can't stand behind fully. Have integrity. Tell people how you feel. Be as beautiful as you are on the inside",she would say, fingers pinning her hair back, "You belong to yourself." Warsan was fairly young when her mother went missing. And was just as disappointed when the authorities hadn't lifted a finger to find her. Ihsan, her older brother, and herself were passed through the family until he was old enough to support them financially, on his own. Warsan cried, screamed, prayed for her mother's safety and return... And, life went on.
To distract herself, Warsan went through men and women quickly, onto the next, there wasn't any time to be sad about one when there was someone ready and willing to lay with her. However, her first serious relationship, of three years, was a Brazilian werewolf who had to move out of country because of a particular hunter. And, of course, her next boyfriend was said hunter. ..who was <********> crazy about killing non-humans. He was also kind of the reason she was in a hospital for so long and can't stand hospital food. The latest romantic relationship she's had was with a drug abusing felon with supernatural powers. Boy, does she know how to pick them.
Having been dragged into the middle of magic, it wasn't long before Warsan was told found out about her powers and met someone who taught her malevolent and benevolent magic. She soon sank into her own studies, though she is damn far from being an expert.
Family:
Mother
Father
Ihsan - brother
