Character Name: Samantha Elizabeth Edwards
Stage Name: Lilith De Luna, Lead singer of Velvet Void
DoB: September 23rd, 1995;
Age: 28
Bio: Good student with a rebellious streak
Goth girl; Poet; Artist; Not many friends
Often called a witch, never to her face
Too intimidating to openly bully
Gender: Female
Recent Bio: After graduation, Samantha began a solo road trip around the country, never staying in one city too long. Her social media posts were few and far between and it seemed as though she was finding herself while maintaining her true essence. A poet and musician through and through, her posts often included some rhyme or rhythm.
At 20, she found her calling in the underground scene and changed her name. By 21, her band released their first major album. Since then, Lilith has made quite a name and amassed a fortune.
Surprisingly, she's quite philanthropic though most of her ventures aren't highly publicized. She donates to causes that support art and music for underprivileged youth, survivors of violence, and refugees fleeing war-torn countries.
She has dated a number of fellow musicians and a few artists, but most of her relationships with men haven't lasted as long as those with women.
Sexual Orientation: Rumored to be lesbian; Actually Pansexual; Dating Claire Quinn, Bassist of Mind Over Madder
Kinks: Voyeurism, Bondage, Groups
Limits: Toilet play/control, Gore/Vore
Lilith was surprised to receive an invitation and hesitated to RSVP at all, much less confirm her attendance. However, Claire encouraged her to go, at least to see how many kids the jocks had and with how many baby-mamas. And to see if the Prom Queen got fat. She RSVPed back that she would be there, as Lilith De Luna, and moved on for the time in the interim.
She flew into town, alone, the night before and hoped no one would recognize her. Then, she sequestered herself in the hotel room to be left in piece before the event the next night. Room service was her saving grace.
Determined to make this her own appearance, she went sans stylist and decided on a killer dress, thigh high boots, her signature makeup, and an easy hairstyle she didn't have to work too hard for. She still didn't know if she was trying to impress people she hadn't seen or spoken to in a decade or give herself the confidence to go to this potential shit show. She hoped it was neither, knew it was at least one, but it was a bit of both.