Role: Tenebrae
Gender: Female
Nickname(s)/Alias(es): Twilla
Age: 15
Love Interest: N/A
Appearance: Twilla is pretty short for her age and extremely scrawny. Her scrawniness can make her seem like sheâs tall without comparison to something else. She tends to slouch and almost always has a sad expression on her face. She always seems to be tortured or in pain and she tends to hide in dark corners so that people canât see her. Although she is scrawny, she still has a little baby fat on her face, making it somewhat round. However, it looks as though her face would one day become very thin and pointy. Her eyes are almost always looking down, toward the ground so that people cannot look into them. She always seems tense and simply looking at her could make some people feel anxious, uneasy or tense.
Preferred Clothing: Twilla mainly wears casual clothes. Most typically, she can be seen in a long hoodie or a hoodie dress. She likes wearing clothes under her hoodies and hooded dresses too. She likes clothes that are somewhat unusual, can keep her warm and she can move in them. She typically doesnât need to move around a lot, since she hide in dark corners most of the day, but she wants to be comfortable.
Height: 4 foot 9 inches
Weight: 75 pounds
Hair Color: Powdered rose
Eye Color: magenta
Personality: Twilla is extremely sad most of the time and tends to avoid any contact with humans. Her gloomy atmosphere tends to keep her from gaining any friends and keeps anyone from wanting to approach her.
Nothing is more appealing to Twilla than a nice, dark corner. She tends to migrate to places where she canât be seen and when embraced by the complete and total darkness, she feels much more comfortable.
Twilla doesnât like to eat much⊠She doesnât really care too much about food or anything. This attributes to her thin appearance. The more depressed or uneasy she becomes, the less likely she is to eat⊠And it is not very difficult to make her uneasy. Almost anything can get to someone who doesnât interact with others much, after all. A simple hello can make her tense up and turn away.
Not being very used to human interaction, Twilla doesnât talk much. She mainly uses non-verbal communication. When she does talk, she mainly whispers, afraid of even her own voice.
Twilla is also deeply afraid of her powers. She also doesnât know how to control them. She has an extremely deep-rooted reason for this and it is extremely difficult to convince her to use her powers. Even in the most dire circumstances, she would be unwilling to use them. However, if she is in a life or death situation, her subconscious could force her powers out, even when she refuses to do so consciously. Her obsessive hiding her abilities causes her powers to go haywire from time to time and she will occasionally use them accidentally when she is stressed out or when she is asleep.
She sees herself as useless. Twilla wallows around in self-hatred to the point where she sees no point in her current existence. She has no idea why she is still alive, but she lacks the motivation and âcourageâ to end her life.
Something that only deepens her depression is how insecure she is about herself⊠She always finds something wrong with herself. It could be her powers, or her physical appearance or even her personality. Most people will agree with her personality needing improvement⊠She is virtually unapproachable. If someone were to break through her extreme barrier of solitude aside from her mother, she might break down. She probably wouldnât smile, but sheâd be more grateful than most people would⊠And she wouldnât understand how to stay friends. It would be very awkward until she learned.
One strange thing about Twilla is that she doesnât understand happiness. She has never felt it and she doesnât understand when people, like her mother express it. Typically Twilla doesnât try to understand it. She just ignores it.
Twilla has a major fear of light. Her eyes burn and water and she feels as though sheâll die if itâs too bright⊠Typically, sheâll cower in dark corners when itâs light around her. She likes the shadows that camouflage her from everyone else.
Twilla loves anything dealing with the darker side of things that most people would avoid. She likes voodoo dolls, tarot cards and other similar things. This is probably because she was raised in a family that deals with black-magic and other things that are considered taboo to normal people. Her family deals mainly with removing curses and helping spirits find rest. Whether these things actually do exist, who knows? Her family stands strong in their beliefs of the magical side of things.
If Twilla is pushed to the edge emotionally, she explodes with anger that she bottles up slowly over time. In her anger, she becomes extremely violent. She doesnât go after anything living, but she thrashes at walls and other inanimate objects, possibly until her hands bleed. She will also scream until she has no voice left⊠So alone and without any real hobbies, she hasnât found a way to channel her anger yet and when it bottles up enough, it explodes from her. Later, Twilla will remember absolutely nothing of her fit. These fits are extremely rare and only her mother has seen them. If her mother would mention one of these fits to her, Twilla would become physically ill and cry a lot, but she wouldnât remember anything. Twilla cries a lot to begin with, but she usually does it in the solitude of her room.
Oddities: Occasionally Twilla will control shadows in her sleep. She also will accidentally use her powers from time to time. Although she would never use them, Twilla thinks voodoo dolls are adorable and she has an extreme affinity for cats, especially black ones.
Likes: Solitude, consistency, voodoo dolls, tarot cards, darkness, cats and her mom
Dislikes: People, meeting people, crowds, brightness, light, using her powers
Hobbies: hiding in corners, finding and befriending cats, thinking about life and how to overcome her pain
Fears/Phobia(s): Photophobia- the fear of light, Anthropophobia- the fear of society, Agoraphobia- The fear of crowds and crowded places and a fear of using her powers.
Skills/Talents: Twilla isnât especially good at much of anything. Sheâs about average intelligence wise, sheâs also average in cooking⊠Sheâs pretty much average in every way. The only skill she really possesses is one that runs in her family. This is a very high sixth sense. She can see, hear and communicate with ghosts. She can see auras around things that have been tainted by evil.
Preferred Weapon: Twilla does not use weapons, because she is more likely to hide than to attack.
Power(s): Twila can control shadows and astral project. Basically, by controlling shadows, she can move inanimate objects, create shadow creatures and project her spirit out of her body. Unfortunately, she is afraid to use her power to control shadows after the incident with her father. She is unafraid of astral projection because it is something her family believes anyone is capable of.
Abilities: One ability that Twilla has completely under control is astral projection. This is her only ability that she can fully control. She can send her spirit from her body through her third eye. With this, she can send her spirit to any place or time. While using this ability, Twillaâs body is completely vulnerable. Not possessing telekinesis, she also cannot lift objects or come in physical contact with anything while outside of her body. When Twilla astral projects, it is like forcing her soul to become a shadow.
Another ability that Twilla possesses is the ability to create shadow creatures, or guardians. This ability is something she has absolutely no control over, because she forces herself never to use it. With this ability, Twilla forms a shadow monster or creature. The darker the area, the stronger the creature and the harder to see. This ability can do physical harm to others, as well as herself since she cannot control it. It can also do nothing at all if the creature forms, but doesnât attack, as it does when she sleeps.
The last ability Twilla has is yet another one she cannot control. With this ability she can control shadows in general. However, she cannot control shadows of people, animals or anything with a conscience. Her ability to control shadows literally forces an object to fallow its shadow. This ability is obviously very dangerous not to be able to control.
Personal History: Twilla was born in Eden into a family that had been known for excellent skills in teaching meditation and yoga skills. Everyone seemed to have their talents within areas of calming people. Twilla had none of these, but she seemed to fit in very well with the family and one day she knew she would learn everything that they knew too.
Everyone in the family also had the keen sixth sense(Which possibly came from meditation), so the fact that she had one too was expected. It wasnât unusual for someone in the family to run into a wondering spirit or to be able to sense other people auras and emotions. Twilla could only sense the spirits.
For a while, she lived normally. She didnât have friends at school, because it was extremely difficult for anyone to accept her. However, she was content. She clung to her mother like a little monkey.
From birth, Twilla was afraid of light. She refused to go outside in broad daylight or in bright rooms. She preferred the darkness⊠It was very hard when she had to go to school, but her family still forced her to go to public school. At school, they had to turn the lights down specifically for her and she refused to go outside to play unless it was extremely cloudy. However, one day when Twilla was playing alone in the playground as she always had when she went out, she decided to play pretend. She pretended that she would make objects levitate by moving them with their shadows. However, this game of pretend was reality. Being an imaginative little girl, she couldnât tell that it was real. It was all pretend to her. After a few minutes, she got bored of that and pretended that she had little animals to play with that were made of shadows. Again, this was reality and not the imagination game she thought it was. Other kids at school avoided her more and more every time she would play pretend⊠Twilla thought it was the same old same oldâŠ
When there was finally a weekend break from school, Twilla decided to play pretend at home too⊠But her father saw her. This was what changed her life forever⊠To him, it seemed like the black magic the family had been fighting against for generations and generations. In both anger and fear, he started spewing the most hateful things possible. He called her an evil little witch, a devilâs spawn and so much worseâŠAs he continued to shout, he grew more and more fearful as did Twilla. She cowered and cried in fear⊠Eventually, he started chasing her, trying to hit her⊠Trying to strangle her⊠Trying to kill her. And so the fear of her powers developedâŠ
Luckily, Twillaâs mom was almost home from work and when her father had her pinned to the ground by her neck her mother came in and intervened. Twillaâs father ran from them⊠Immediately, Twillaâs mom called the police. They were instructed that the best way to stay safe was to leave the country.
And so, Twillaâs mom took her somewhere they could blend in, leaving Eden. They moved to the black magic district of Xibalba. At that time, her mom grew distant and Twilla became more sad and lonely. She gained a phobia of using her powers over shadows too... And Twilla was picked on more in school than she was in her old school... Eventually, it got to a point where her mom had to home school her, but even while teaching the dear child, her mother was somewhere far away from her.
One day, Twilla and her mother received a letter from their relatives in Eden with details about Twillaâs father⊠Evidently he was killed by police when they tried to bring him into custody. He was hostile and there was nothing that could have been done to prevent it. Twillaâs motherâs eyes hollowed out that day. She loved her husband, even if he had tried to kill her child. An endless sadness drowned her mother and herself⊠There was no escape for either of them.
After that, Twilla gave up on having anything to do with other people. She forever hides in corners, afraid of what other people will do or think. She prefers the sadness and pain of solitude to that she would feel if she tried to make friends.
Theme Song: The Bird and the Worm- The Used (Replace the he in the lyrics with she)