<div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/curvy2.png)<br/><br/><em><strong>Player:</strong>CurvyKitten</em><br/><em><strong>Song:</strong>Icon for Hire - Get Well (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iS8sqgBgzG8)</em></div></td></tr><tr><td><hr/><div align="center"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Character Biography</span></em></strong></div><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name: </strong></td><td><em>Layla Ambrosine Le Blanc</em></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Age: </strong></td><td><em>Seventeen</em></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Orientation: </strong></td><td><em>Bi-sexual</em></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Occupation:      </strong></td><td><em>Student</em></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Hair: </strong></td><td><em>Black (Red Highlights)</em></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Eye color: </strong></td><td><em>Hazel</em> </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Height: </strong></td><td> <em>Five-Foot, Eight-Inches</em></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Ons &amp; Off </strong></td><td><em><strong> Ons:</strong> kissing, spanking, biting, passion,Lovers that express themselves , oral, sex that fits the moment(hard and fast, or soft and loving...as long as their is passion and heat it makes her all the wetter) exhibitionist,power struggle(sometimes she is control...and maybe if you have the balls you can be too).....<br/><br/><strong>Off's:</strong> bathroom play, humiliation, senseless pain, death, animals,</em> </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Powers:</strong></td><td><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Injury Transference - Traumatic physical injuries sustained can be sympathetically transmuted to the body of another, chosen by the caster, along with the pain of the injury. Also referred to as "Human Voodoo Doll"</li><li>Mystic Puppetry - The ability to make an Animal, or human resembling objects (i.e Dolls) say or do what the witch wants, they are aware of it and simply can't fight it. Like one would use a voodoo doll to take over someone.<br/></li></ul></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr><tr><td><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Appearance:   </strong><br/><div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Layla</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://iv1.lisimg.com/image/5271863/600full-starfucked.jpg)<br/>(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/photos/121211/04/50c728dc51682.jpg)</div></div></div></td><td><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>Distinguishing marks She has three lip piercing that she does at times take out, a tongue piercing, pierced nipples, pierced hood, a few tattoos. Her skin is is is snow white, and her hair is a stark contrast with its jet black base and vibrant red highlights. Her delicate frame shows the hourglass figure, her measurements are 36-28-36C. Scars on both her arms from self inflicted wounds.  </em></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Personality:</strong></td><td><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>Layla is one that can easily be called unpredictable. Her emotions have been known to get the better of her when they become to intense. Her highs can be high and her lows can be rock bottom. But that isn't to say she is always on rocky ground. Layla is an old soul with creative core. Her ups and downs come from her harsh upbringing, and trust is something she never really had. She has no faith in the people around her, but secretly she wishes for those real connections that truly mean something. Stay on her good side and you will have a slightly crazy yet always entertaining friend, get on her bad side and even she can't promise what will happen.  </em></div></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Enemies</strong></td><td><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>None Known</em></div></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><hr/><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">History | Background</span></em></strong><br/><hr/></div></td></tr><tr><td><div style="text-align: justify;"> Layla's was born in a backwoods cabin in the bayou of Louisiana. Her father a drunk and her mother a half drugged slut that had gotten knocked up. At least that was what her father always said. Her world was filled with fighting and dodging her father’s angry fists the most of her life. Her only reprieve from this was her time at school. Those few hours during the day were always her favorite, so she tended to do well despite her horrible home life. But in the end Layla would have to go to face whatever mood her parents were in that day. As the horrible overly told story goes, her father would beat her during his bouts of anger and her mother of course sat back and watched it happen. After all as far as they were concerned Layla was only getting what she deserved. <br/><br/>When she was 14 things took a turn for the worst, coming home and heading straight for her room Layla saw that it had been trashed. Her artwork torn and tossed every which way, it pissed her off and stupidly she turned and started to scream at her parents. They had apparently gone in her room looking for the money she had saved from her part time job she had. And ended up tearing up her room in the process, screaming and saying she needed to contribute to this home. In truth her father had lost his job and they needed the money to feed their addictions. But none of that mattered as her father came after her, slamming her into her room and trying to take advantage of her. After all she could earn her keep one way or the other. Thankfully she managed to smash an old recorder over his head and knock him out. That was the last straw for her; Layla gathered a bag full of her things and ran away from the hell she had once had to call home.<br/><br/>Running away to the larger cities Layla found it easy to survive and take what she wanted from life. After all when you not used to having much, it didn't take a whole lot to make you happy. She took hanging out in libraries from time to time, reading what interested her to try and supplement when she didn't have in school. During her time on the street Layla found a crew as most runaways do and fell into some bad habits, drugs, alcohol and sex....yeah again one of those all to heard of stories. <br/><br/>But there was something within this story that ended up making Layla's story unique. One evening during one of her down swings she found herself in that dark place that had her ending up with the blade in her hand. But as she pressed it to her flesh and began to cut she heard the guy next to her suddenly stir. The wound healed and when the guy sat up his forearm was bleeding as if she had cut his arm and not hers. This of course caused him lose his temper and take it out on her. But it made her begin to wonder about a world that was so much weirder then she could ever imagine. <br/><br/>Layla began to experiment and found she had some sort of super power, curse, hex whatever you wanted to call it. She was a living voodoo doll, as long as she focused Layla could send the harm she inflicted on herself on other people. This power was most certainly a dangerous gift for a young woman that had been beaten most of her life. Layla's life shifted as she was no longer a victim. Any time someone turned against her, she'd use her gift to strike back at them. <br/><br/>Eventually word spread of some weird girl that hexed people, which wasn't really strange considering they were in the Voodoo capital of the US. But her actions were enough to catch the attention of coven. And just before her 15 birthday they came to her. The start was a rocky one, but they convinced her to come live within the coven home and learn to control her gift...and maybe even her emotions as well. Layla is still a bit unstable and unpredictable, but the coven was in fact the first place she could honestly call home. </div></td></tr></tbody></table></div>