Name:
Fallen London
Gender:
Indeterminate.
Appearance:
Fallen London appears to be a relatively
thin entity of indeterminate gender, wearing
either a Victorian suit or a dress depending on how they are feeling. These are both Parabola outfits, their fabrics holding a strange kind of glow to them that reminds one immediately of a kind of nostalgia. The
fabric also seems to have a depth to them, suggesting of another world laying just beneath; there is a distinct sensation that if it were possible to wipe away the "surface" of the clothing, one could access the strange glow beneath to another world.
When wearing a suit, Fallen London only has parabola fabric in the form of a vest, pants and top-hat. When wearing a dress, Fallen London prefers to be more extravagant, and will use the fabric to form their entire gown. They are, of course, capable of wearing perfectly normal victorian-era clothes... but what's the fun in that? Fallen London
will also be occasionally spotted in 1920's-era clothing, when they're feeling particularly... devilish.
Fallen London wears
a head of dark hair and has even darker eyes; strangely, it seems there is very little in the reflection of light. Their
skin, pale from an eternity without sun, shifts ever-so-slightly the longer they are looked at, as if the skin itself considers such staring to be impeccably rude (of which its judgement is quite correct here). They are thin, for largeness is difficult in their land where real food is rarer than memories of the sunlight. They're not very tall, about
average height for a typical adult. They
do not appear to carry anything with them, and yet seem able to procure a variety of objects.
They
carry themselves erratically, depending on circumstance. Occasionally they are quick as any street urchin, and just as uncouth. Other times they can raise a head so high they appear to strain under the burden of lordship. Regardless,
their general air is that of someone impressively difficult to forget, even in this setting of difficult-to-forget characters.
Personality:
Fallen London's personality can be described as
one part frightening, one part happy, and three parts whimsy. They come off as simultaneously fairly carefree and extensively serious, depending on the situation. They have an
addiction to flirting almost as bad as their habit of honey. They speak in a verbose manner and it is rare to find them speechless in anything. First impressions of Fallen London would be of a flirty, whimsical person with a morbid sense of things.
Continued interactions with Fallen London, however, would reveal more disquieting things underneath. Firstly,
Fallen London does not seem to have a fear instinct to traditional things such as danger and death. They don't seem to respond to the fear of grievous bodily injury, except where it might bloody their clothes. They also don't seem to hesitate to discuss unpleasant or frightening subjects with
disquieting knowledge about an all manner of poisons, tortures, satanic rituals and the like. They
don't seem to have much of a morality, either, and have no troubles in sneaking, lockpicking, breaking and entering- only that it tends to be a "rude" thing to do.
A very observant person may find that Fallen London has a tendency to get... hungry. Not for people, of course, that's just barbaric. But emotions.
Fallen London craves emotions, especially those of the intimate variety. Their flirtatious behavior and general bubbly friendliness is merely a way for them to better become close to as many people as they can. They also
won't hesitate to silence anyone who would try to object to what they're trying to do. They're not quite human, that's for sure. They may not even be sapient- or they may be sapient beyond understanding. It's all very complicated and hard to tell.
Abilities and Equipment: (Any powers or talents your Fandom has, along with any weapons, technology or magical artifacts.)
- A Lack Of Humanity: Fallen London embodies all entities of their realm, those with faces of squid, those with faces of bandages, even those with no faces at all. They're about as human as the average rock, and will express it. They are uncannily strong and quick. Their body is capable of morphing into a less than eloquent shape, namely the ability to grow extra boneless limbs (commonly referred to as tentacles) as necessary from any part of their body, for a maximum of ten at once.
- Cause Your Nightmares: Fallen London has the ability to collect emotions in the form of abstract items, which they can then use to induce that emotion in others. When collecting emotions, Fallen London must be physically present and either observe the entire emotional scene or be an active participant themselves. The only other way for Fallen London to gather emotions is through retellings of a person's lived experiences to Fallen London. For example, if Fallen London is able to spy on a date, they will be able to pocket a Romantic Notion which they can then use to induce affectionate feelings in others. When inducing an emotion in others, they use up an object. Fallen London by default contains a near-infinite ability to induce instinctive horror in others and queer dreams to those asleep near them- wonder why.
- Pockets Like The Sea: Fallen London is capable of carrying seemingly any amount of any thing that can fit under their clothing or in their pockets without a change in appearance. They like to keep the reasons why a secret.
- Make Me A Deal: Fallen London is capable of making certain deals with people, but only for things intimately important to them. They only make this offer to those with dominion over a large amount of people (e.g. queens, mayors... fandoms) and only in exchange for something gravely important to them... usually the extension of a lover's life or something equally precious. (Note: I do not plan to ever use this, but it could have interesting sub-plot ramifications.)
- Equipment: Fallen London carries with them a variety of emotions, a knife, a cane, and a small fan under a sleeve. They also have a monocle, a bag of money, and a variety of items from the Echo Bazaar they embody, from shiny pearls to secrets.
Home: (Tell us a bit about what their piece of the Fandomverse is like.)
Fallen London's home is as extravagant as it is dangerous. On the
outside, it looks quaint and not-to-be-noticed. First impressions inside of the home is that it's much bigger inside than outside, filled with
hallways and stairwells made of stained glass. At the same time, it feels cozy, with plenty of fireplaces and homey spots. There are plenty of reflective surfaces, though it isn't a good idea to look into them much. In Fallen London's home,
reflections reflect dreams and mental states more than they do people.
A queer thing to note in Fallen London's home is that there is
a distinct lack of solid food, asides from honey and wine, which can be found in amounts more than any one person is capable of drinking. The
shadows in Fallen London's home work strangely; silhouettes of men and women dance the hallways as if wandering themselves. Sometimes the silhouettes look more squid than person. Another odd thing is the
distinct lack of windows in Fallen London's home. There are no windows at all in their house.
There is some technology more advanced than expected, such as modern bathrooms, sinks, and central heating, but
expect most lighting to be candlelight and most technology to be not beyond typical of the Victorian era home.
Quirks: (Weird little things that your Fandom does.)
- Fallen London has a habit of calling people delicious friends.
- They will often be open to bartering.
- They love a good love story.
- Fallen London will pursue romantic relationships with literally anyone.
- Fallen London is particularly adept at playing any kind of card game.
Other:
The fandom they come from is, in essence, a grand love story too big to comprehend by any individual player within it. This love story demands continued falling cities-
they seek to add beyond their realm. They may be dangerous and their intentions may not be good.
