Where Anyone is Possible
This is a character I created awhile ago, but I haven't been able to return to her until now. She's a modern day D'jinn captured by a mob family that she's constantly trying to get away from. I've…Continue
I Know This Room, I've Walked This Floor
Name: Adara Nyx
Race: D'jinn (Genie)
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Red
Adara's history begins centuries before her own birth. When an old witch finally discovered something she had been searching for her entire lifetime, the bottle of a D’jinn, she was ecstatic. After stealing the bottle away from its former master the witch made the spirit a deal. If it would grant three wishes she would use the final one to release the D’jinn from its curse. The spirit agreed giving into the woman’s wishes: the first to have eternal youth and beauty of a young woman, the second to have her magic powers increase threefold, and then finally to release the genie from his bindings. The genie granted all three of her wishes making her much more beautiful than she had been before, increasing her powers even more than she would have expected, and using the woman as a replacement for the Genie’s own prison by making her a genie herself. As the old witch ragged at the genie over its cruelty, the being simply reminded her that for her kindness for as long as the existence of magic her few descendants would have a close kinship to the weave running with in themselves so much so that they would become genies themselves with the gift of eternal youth and beauty, and learn the value in serving others before themselves. Thus became the unfortunate curse of this clan of people.
Adara Nyx was born a victim of circumstances, a helpless child thrown into an environment of life or death; where there was very little room for the weak or the soft. Love was a commodity of the middle class, but none was spared for her. The clouds reflected the neon lights of the high classes of Sin City, but they weren’t lucid. They were always out of reach. A Stockholm syndrome inflicted little girl of an abusive mother could never grow up to fulfill what few dreams she had. There was little opportunity for a child of a prostitute. Her mother was never in her life and she never knew of her real father. Adara raised her self in essence, her mother coming in and out of her life for eighteen long years. Abuse was an every day thing when her mother did decide to return to their torn little apartment, physical or mental, it was normal.
As she grew up amongst the dregs of society in the darkness of New York’s underworld, she learned a few handy survival tricks and a burning resentment, coupled with fervent sense of escapism. Already as a child, Adara could hotwire a car, pick pocket a pedestrian, or smooth talk her teachers into ignoring the bruises on her arms. She eventually picked up on who was important and who worked for who. It didn’t take long for her to become embroiled in the conflicts of her mother’s occupation—overflow from a heroin-addicted deadbeat mother. Her cancerous care giver owed money, but the husk wasn’t making money like the mobs wanted her to.
By the time Adara was seventeen, she was forced to drop out of high school to help her mother work off her debt. The mob brought her into the wait staffs of one of their establishments; more than anything it was a prelude to prostitution, something she desperately searched to avoid. The mobs had all the control in this city, or so she thought. She felt as if she was no longer a child of her dying mother (whom which the mob also flaunted hospital bills whether forged or not as continual debt) but a child of the mobs.
Years passed, Adara had been able to stay clear of prostitution proving her skills more valid as an unobtrusive servant to the Italian made men. During this time the girl also received her GED. She leaned from the best there on the various skills of silver service that only the elite called for all the while keeping a keen ear on the whispered secrets of the criminal underworld, waiting for her chance to escape. Her mother was on her death bed now, and unable to support herself. Unfortunately for them the Vineterri family was not one for kindness. Since both of the women were mere associates, or employees, of the mob there was no forgiving their debt. One night while Adara was off keeping an ear on things, the mob stole into her mother's hospital room and removed the plug. Officers ignored the situation entirely, not wanting to cross the Vineterri family, and decided to pay off those who were supposed to be taking care of her mother. In other words, Adara's mother had never been checked into the hospital. Who was Adara? Who was her mother? What Cancer?
The mob soon went after Adara, which sent the girl into hiding. On her eighteenth birthday, Adara was hiding in Nevada. The desert was huge and all there was for miles was dirt. Las Vegas was far behind her and ranches had become a rare, but welcomed sight. Adara found herself staying at a Ranch where an elderly native man and his two sons worked. As long as Adara worked, she could stay for as long as she wanted. It was nice for the first few weeks, but Adara began getting a terrible feeling. The mob would find her and destroy these wonderful men once they knew she had been hiding with them. She knew she needed to leave. Adara left at night, moving on through Nevada and into Utah. It was there that she found the bottle that held her ancestors prisoner in a trinket store, and of course by chance the bottle chose Adara as its next genie. Adara found herself in a tight spot...literally. It wasn't until later that Adara realized she had magic did she make it a little more homey.
To make matters worse, Adara's magic bottle was bought by an older woman who of course had to be the great Aunt of the young son in the Vineterri family. The older woman rubbed the bottle between her hands out of habbit, only to find a puff of smoke and the very young woman their family had been after for so long. Adara was returned to the head of the family, only to have her secret revealed. Adara was too precious to kill now, so they locked her away in the Vineterri family's mansion in Sin City. She had her own room on the second floor, a beautiful one. She was catered too, not abused... at least physically. Mentally, she was brainwashed into believing that the Vineterri family were the only people who wanted to keep her safe. That the world would kill her, test on her, dissect her in mere seconds if they found out about her being a genie. So she was trained to shoot a gun, trained to be a lethal weapon with magic as well as a few knives.
The redhead can stay out of her bottle for as long as she needs, but like any other, she needs to rest, 6 hours a day (depending if she's hurt) in her bottle. When someone rubs her bottle, she will appear with the burst of smoke and a hint of mint in the air. Adara can grant three wishes. But she cannot: Bring someone back to life, make someone fall in love, give more wishes, or destroy any curses.
Send You Into Overdrive
Adara seems to have an almost split personality. Because of her situation, the girl always seems to look at others with a secret form of distrust, but still can be personable. She's the kind of person who can be nice to your face, but easily stab you in the back if it suits her best interest. The key thing that describes Adara is that she is a survivor rather than a victim. Although her life has been far from lucky she strives to continue forward, and waits an opportunity to make a change for the better. She will take this opportunity even if it means stepping or hurting someone else. On the same note she has never had a relationship, or even been on a date other than with the mob boss that was controlling her. Not that she is against the idea of a relationship, or intimacy it’s it just it reminds of her mother which makes things quite awkward.
While on the one side she does have this cold nature the girl can also be quite personable and friendly. You never get good tips if you are a cruel bitch all the time, so she can put on a friendly face when need be. This kindness again is based all on a survival tactic and is like a switch. If she needs friends to get by she is nice, but if they are going cause her harm then she will cut them off. Loyalty, for now, is not one of her virtues, but she could easily help a stranger if it suited her. Although secretly she does long to belong somewhere and to have an actual loving family she is of the mindset that such dreams are unavailable to her.
Take A Chance And Break Away
Single - Pansexual - Not Interested
Like it was said before, Adara has never been in a relationship due to the fact that she was always trying to survive. There was a close encounter with the rancher's son in Nevada where she almost had her first kiss to get it out of the way, but she left before she could even do that. It's not that she despises intimacy or relationships, she just never got the chance to experience it. Adara does know what she likes sexually and it's a surprise to those close to her that know about her darkest fantasies. Will the genie ever find someone? Eh, she's not worried about it.
-Adara can be sexual yes, but her stories are not going to involve non-stop sex. If she's going to be involved with anyone, it's going to be someone she can trust. And she hardly trusts anyone so you can see where that goes.
-If you'd like to plot or write stories, just drop me a comment. Let's see what we can do.