Description
Role: The Lady of DesireGender: FemaleNickname(s)/Alias(es): None Age:
32Love Interest: TBAAppearance: Lan Fan is the definition of grace. She walks as if she was on thin air, never stumbling and always keeping her head straight. If Lan Fan were to ever look down, it would be to speak to someone who is shorter than her.
Her eyes, shadowed with pink, are a light grey and glow the same color in the dark. There is always a purple cloud behind, or surrounding her body, usually molding to her moods. Her hair and skin are unusually soft(thanks to the help of her powers), making the touch of either very pleasurable or calming.
Lan Fan's body radiates a barely noticeable aura that is dark pink. The aura gives off heat, making it 5 degrees hotter whenever you are in a five foot radius of her.
Because of her excessive and extravagant oil bathing, Lan Fan has the scent of rose oils permeated in her skin and hair. All of this makes it hard to ever forget Lan Fan. Though her personality is simple enough, her overall appearance is what makes you remember.Preferred Clothing: Lan Fan is usually seen wearing the outfit of a traditional belly dancer, except she removed the beads. She wears a white fur shawl that rises around her neck and dangles over her arms when she lifts them. She wears minimal string jewelry and 3 inch heels. Everything she wears is an illusion, so she is actually naked.
After a bath, Lan Fan 'air dries' herself, wandering around naked until she is no longer wet. This happens almost all of the time, unless she is rushing after her bath. Which is not likely. When she is dry, she wears her illusionary clothing.Height: 5'7Weight: 150 lbsHair Color: Light brownEye Color: GreyPersonality
Personality: Lan Fan is a lady of desire. When she finds something that she desires, she acquires it. When her victims desire something, she 'creates' it. Not many things can distract Lan Fan when she decides to pleasure someone and nearly nothing can stop her. It is by sheer will that gives Lan Fan such formidable power. She feeds off people's emotions and revels in every ounce she siphons from them.
Yet beyond her thirst for people, Lan Fan is gentle. Her powers cannot cause real physical injury, nor is she physically strong enough to hurt people. She is capable of empathy and kindness, often being confused for a 'saint' and adored by those who are ignorant of her true nature.
Lan Fan also secretly enjoys attention. Though she does not seek it, she enjoys it when someone fawns over her, writing her poetry, serenading her, anything romantic and passionate.
Oddities: Lan Fan 'attaches' to people. Quite randomly and without warning. Usually on first sight, Lan Fan sees someone and follows them, fascinated by whatever they choose to do. This can lasts minutes, or years. She usually leaves the person if she fulfills a fantasy of theirs. But the longer Lan Fan follows a person, the stronger the person becomes, as Lan Fan is inadvertently giving them bits of her power.
The purple cloud that follows Lan Fan is the essence of her power. It is never detached from her, nor can it be removed. The size of the cloud represents how powerful Lan Fan is. The widest it ever got was 15 feet, and that was when Lan Fan entered a field of dying soldiers, who gave little to no resistances when Lan Fan siphoned their soul. It is currently 5 feet wide, an average size.
Skills/Talents: Being a connoisseur of them, Lan Fan can detect when someone is feeling a very powerful emotion, up to 300 meters. Lan Fan can also easily pick up on people's facial expressions and can decipher what emotions they are feeling when looking at them.
Likes:
❤ People
❤ Furry animals
❤ Light colors
❤ Sex
❤ Being adored
Dislikes:
❥ Insults to her
❥ Dark colors
❥ People who rarely express their emotions
❥ Blue/Black humor
❥ Anything that can pierce her skin
Hobbies:
♬Petal dancing
♬Flower arrangement
♬Poetry reading
♬People watching
♬Drawing
Fears/Phobia(s):
ø Death
ø Being powerless
ø Being physically hurt
ø Closed spaces
ø High speeds
Equipment
Preferred Weapon: The purple cloud behind Lan Fan is not only the essence of her power and being, but it is also highly poisonous. She can use this to kill off monsters and even people, if they inhale too much of the cloud.
If the target has a high tolerance or simply an immunity to poison, Lan Fan will flee. If cornered, she will make herself disappear.
Power(s):
Illusionist: Lan Fan can create powerful illusions inside of a victim. Only the victim(s) can experience the illusion and can only be snapped out of the illusion either by Lan Fan, a strong outside force (such as a punch to the face), or a strong will of the victim. Lan Fan can also create external illusions, which is experienced by anyone in the area and people can only be disillusioned by leaving the area of effect or by Lan Fan deactivating it.
Intangibility: Lan Fan can make herself intangible, and is almost never in her solid form. She is invulnerable to almost all forms of attack, yet cannot physically harm anyone in this state.
Soul Siphon: Lan Fan can siphon off emotions and even bits of a victim's soul. This makes her powers stronger (in particular, her illusions) and can accumulate over time. This may also work in reverse, Lan Fan can give someone her essence and make them more powerful. Lan Fan usually siphons from illusioned or unwilling victims, but if someone willingly offers themselves to Lan Fan, she can take an even greater portion of them for more power.
*When Lan Fan siphons a part of someone, even for a second, she has access to their memory until the part she siphoned has diffused from her.
* Depending on the person, the color of their soul will vary.
Abilities: Besides illusions, Lan Fan can also heal people through soul siphon. Lan Fan can also walk though most walls, and cross any terrain thanks to her body being intangible. This allows for her to reach even the most difficult of locations.
History
Personal History: For as long as Lan Fan could remember, she was an empath. From her orphanage days, to her high school years, Lan fan knew exactly what her friends were feeling. If she grabbed your crotch, she would know if you liked it, not matter how much you swore you didn't. And from years of manipulating people, **Lan Fan discovered she could eat the things she so craved for people to feel.
After she tasted someone's depression for the first time, Lan Fan went into a frenzy. She siphoned from anyone who she could corner and didn't care about who would catch her. By the age of 19, Lan Fan was a criminal in her town, for 'knocking out her victims', though she never really injured them. Seeing as though the crime was petty enough, Lan Fan was able to escape without much hassle, and wandered from city to city, eating emotions and souls instead of human food.
Lan Fan soon grew a reputation for herself and developed her second ability to make illusions. **
Theme Song: Candle In the wind- Elton John
Other: N/A
So begins...
The sun was something that had to be avoided. Its venomous rays were just waiting to incinerate every shadow from existence. It was ready to kill Twilla… Other rays of light were also waiting to kill her… Little Miss Shadows hid from the light and never went out to seek its comfort as other people would. Twilla held her hood over her face with her hand as she trod through the shadows. What time was it? Twilla didn’t dare look in the light to see what time of day it was… She wouldn’t know what the times of day looked like even if she did.
The heat pounded down all around… It was unbearable. Twilla’s mom would have said not to wear her long sleeve hooded dress, but Twilla always wore just as much. She couldn’t have her arms or face in contact with the sunlight. Her legs were bare, but it was far easier to avid light touching them than her upper body. After all, Typically the upper body would come in contact with light before the lower. Twilla had to protect her upper body at least. That way when light came, she could move in time that the condemning light would not touch her legs.
Even though the heat was somewhat unbearable, the occasional breeze felt wonderful… It was like the relief from a light room and going down into a dark, damp cellar… Somehow, the smell of the dampness was pleasant. Most people would find it wretched and disgusting… They’d even think Twilla horrid for liking such a stench. However, as long as there was no mold or mildew… It smelled pleasant… Of course, that meant pretty much that the cellar would be made of stone as opposed to wood or drywall. The way darkness and dampness seemed to come together… It made Twilla happy. It was like adding icing to her cake.
As Twilla was strolling in the shadows, she was knocked over by something soft. Upon looking up, she realized it was a person. The person who ran into her threw flower petals on Twilla. Behind the woman and the petals was light… Twilla crawled back a few paced and hissed. After seeing the light, she cringed and covered her eyes as though she had seen something no one should ever see.
Then it occurred to Little Miss Shadows… Why would someone knock her down? After having flower petals rained down on her… It seemed like the person pushed her intentionally… This was no accident, was it? Twilla gasped. What reason could one have to knock her over? Was this person a “descendant of the light” as Twilla was “from the shadows”? The florescence was finally going to drag her out, wasn’t it? It was unlikely. This person was probably just like everyone else… However, the possibility alarmed Little Miss Shadows. If a shadow child like Twilla was possible, a light child would be possible too. Many other things became possible in her mind… Twilla panicked, crawling back a few more paces. What was this woman going to do?
