IAN LEAFGLOW
PLAYED BY:
bixsmokes@yahoo.com
TITLE: Prince Ian Leafglow (son of High King Roarke and Lady Laurana of the Seelie Court), Heir to
the Unseelie Throne
RACE: Fey/Full Blooded Sidhe
HANDS OF POWER: Inanimatia
MERITS: Filmmaking, Computers (hacking), Larceny, Enchanting Voice
FLAWS: Wings Ambition, Probationary Court Member
FAVORITES:
Theme Song: Oh, me by Nirvana, Favorite Movies: Casablanca, A Clockwork Orange, Brazil and Drugstore Cowboy.
Favorite books: Finnegan's Wake, The Dead by James Joyce. Anything by Dylan Thomas or Edgar Allen Poe; his bible of sorts, The
Anarchist Cookbook. Favorite color: Sunrise Orange, especially after a long night of partying. Favorite hair style, Afro
Favorite Celebs, Andy Warhol, Lenny Bruce, Sammy Davis Jr. Pet peeves and annoyances- Money and the things he has to steal
because of his lack of it. Drug dealers who only sell dime bags or to children. Being the butt of a laugh when the joke was on
him.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
At first glance, Ian gives
off the impression of a tainted trickster fairy. His ocean baby blue eyes hold
a seemingly immortal twinkle of mischief, which is on occasion dulled by his
150 years of life experience. Standing at 5'11, with large angelic wings
tipped with shimmering gold dust that span for eight feet. Ian has a lean well
muscled body. His hair resembles curly shreds of golden hay, sweeping away
from him in an afro-like fashion. His strong facial features contrast against
his eyes to give him a militant charm. Ian has a quick wit and walks with an
upstart’s assured swagger into any situation, able to take any scene with a
smile. Some may feel put off and overwhelmed by his charm and exuberance. Then
again they were never worth his time in the first place. He prefers to ware
bold colored loose fitting silk shirts to draw the eye up his torso and muted
dark colored pants. When at all possible he goes bare foot, preferring the
feel of earth under his feet instead of rubber soled shoes. When unavoidable
he wears black high top sneakers meticulously shined with dark electric blue
shoestrings.
CHARACTERISTICS:
Ian is the out of touch rebel of the Seelie court just looking for a cause. He
has an artist soul and a heart filled with poetic fanatical dreams. In a crowd
Ian’s outgoing personality demands attention. He is an avid freedom fighter
and outspoken supporter of the oppressed down trodden voiceless masses His
core belief and credo is: “Share the wealth or die in ill heath.” He is opened
minded to other cultures and views of the world thanks to his travels of it.
HISTORY:
The Past -
Ian is a child, by Feyen standards; he
is only 150 years old. He was fairly undisciplined for his first one hundred,
spending a great deal of time in jail for various confidence games, robberies,
hijackings, piracy, assaults, etc. He discovered a couple of talents while in
prison. He educated himself to the level of most PhDs, learned how to use and
abuse computers, and shot a riveting documentary on the abuses of power in his prison. It was smuggled
out, was accepted at the Sundance film festival, and won a special prize.
Subsequent pressure applied to his case by powerful celebrities prompted an
early release for the young Fey.
Ian was the only child in an affluent branch of the
Llewellyn family. Ian’s mother Laurana, whose name among the Alfar meant “of
the laurels”. She was third in line for the throne. As third born, no one
expected much of her in the court of her father, then known to the united
Feyen nation as the King of Stars. Her feelings of isolation formed her
secretive if erratic nature. She acted out for any attention, earning her a
reputation at court as an exotic beauty and an eccentric witch. Ian was
conceived in 1852 sounding the death knell of the Irish court revival. Ian’s
father was heavily involved with the budding Irish resistance, and elected to
stay in Eire. The two lovers wept as they parted on the seedy docks of Dublin.
The separation was heart wrenching for his pregnant mother with Maeve’s
watchful eye over her shoulder. Their passage across the Atlantic on the
steamer Mary Agnes to the Americas was plagued by bad weather. The journey
left her ill and unprepared for the rigors of child birth. Ian was born
unannounced early one morning weak and winged on the eve of a gala ball thrown
for Maeve’s return. Needless to say he stole the show and if you ask his
mother, who still works behind the scenes to smooth out the ripples her son
causes she’ll tell you he still does. When Ian was born his mother doted on
the weak limbed child, letting him get away with bloody murder. As a youth Ian
was always trying to win his mothers approval, which led him mostly to steal
attention away from Queen Maeve at the most inopportune times. At an early
age, Ian’s spry hands could pick any lock leaving no secret unguarded. His
mother’s high standing as an enchantress in the court of Queen Maeve afforded
him mere slaps on the wrist from local law enforcement and a healthy rap
sheet. Footnotes in his file read like a who’s who of the underbelly of crime.
Highlights and Lowlights:
1876 Convicted in
stealing the Mayor’s car- receives 10 years, serves 7 1890 Convicted with no
evidence in the stealing of five works of Leonardo de Vinci- receives 15
years, serves 12 Known associations with the Irish in Hells kitchen
1913
Ian was in the Harvard Inn a notorious five points dive when he nearly cut the head off the
future king of Chicago, one Alphonse Capone with a straight razor, after he
made an unflattering remark about his date.
1919 Made some much money on the World Series that New York’s finest kept an eye on him for the
next ten years, but he was never convicted. Suspected in stock manipulations
the Wall Street crash of 1929.
1930 Suspected
bootlegger supplying undercut east cost booze to mid west throats. Wanted for
questioning in at lest two bombings in Ireland’s war for independence. He is
claimed by Shin Fein. One of the few pictures in his dossier shows him arm
and arm with the mob’s book man, Myer Lansky. His file is still open and
growing.
As the years rolled by, Ian just got more belligerent and militant. As the
world went to war again, Ian was forced to leave for Eire or possibly go to
jail for a very long time. He slipped into Ireland in 1938 under the name
Seamus Sean O’Reiley. Always one to see where there was money to be made; he
promptly joined the ranks of fresh faced Fey under the Union Jack. His half
hearted attempts at military life had him AWOL six times. Much to the chagrin
of his commanding officers Ian got a forged telegram from the front telling
him that he got the coveted gravy train position of day guard for the Arc de
Triumph. He spent his nights blissfully unaware while Hitler rolled across the
Balkans and Poland. Ian spent his time cavorting with the Moulin Rouge cabaret
girls.
Over time Ian was known as a regular amongst the Moulin Rouge crowd, and could
often be found sitting in the same booth with the same high-society rebels.
One girl in particular caught his interest within the seemingly safe confines
of the Moulin Rouge... a dancer named Giselle. He found himself hiding away in
her room many nights on end, often hoping to escape his guarding duties. The
two fell in love, but it was a love soon to be discovered as the ultimate
betrayal. One night behind locked doors, Giselle revealed to Ian her true form
as a succubus working under the power of her demon master, disguising himself
under the alias Joachim Von Ribbentrop. Before leaving him bound in enchanted
steel chains to retrieve her master, she confessed their plot to strip Ian of
his wings and leave him for dead. Hitler thought the powers within the Fey’s
wings were one of the only missing links that could keep him from conquering
the world. Ian miraculously escaped his would-be assassins, and was able to
make contact with the French resistance. He made it to the English Channel,
where he was able to take flight and ride the coastal breezes to South
London.
The entire harrowing episode of being kidnapped, and almost being deprived of
his precious wings turned on a switch in Ian. Overnight, he became much more
serious about his life and about ridding the world of tyranny. In 1940 tyranny
was personified in the shape of Hitler and the SS. Ian was sought out by MI-5,
who trained him in intelligence/counter intelligence, demolitions, and savate,
the art of French foot fighting. He participated with note in several drops
behind enemy lines. In one engagement in particular, with his entire team
blown far off course, Ian landed on a six inch wide ledge and surprised a
platoon guarding an important bridge. Ian killed everyone on the post and
single-handedly took the bridge, and held it long enough for his errant
comrades to strengthen his position.
June 5, 1944 Flies in behind the French forces in Normandy. He sabotaged vital communications
that prevented the Nazis from bringing up reinforcements until it was too
late.
September 10, 1945
Musters out of MI-5 with a commendation from Churchill himself, and the rank
of Colonel.
Ian returned to Ireland upon his honorable discharge from MI-5. He was shocked
and saddened to see that his homeland was in many ways worse off than the
Nazis that he had just helped to conquer. Moreover, now that he was back in
Ireland he found himself the enemy of men who until recently would have
saluted him.
Christmas Day, 1946
Joins the Irish Republican Army. Given Ian’s military record and rank, he is
put in charge of a battalion. Ian used his hand-picked regiment with
remarkable success. His bombings in the next five years were amazing for a
number of reasons: Although he was suspected, Ian never left authorities any
clues, changing the type of explosive, triggers and timers every time. His
bombings were never known to take an innocent life; he scouted the locations
so totally that there was never any collateral damage. Finally, his bombings
always seemed to do exactly what Ian wanted.
1952 Ian is promoted to a General of the IRA, and asked to go to America and solicit funds from
wealthy Irish-Americans. He spent the bulk of the 1950’s in Chicago, meeting
contacts at Mr. Kelly’s, Roberts Lounge, and Sylvio’s. Sitting in with their
house bands and all the greats of the era was a novelty for a white Fey. It
was during this time that Ian fell in love with that very particularly
American music, and began learning the harmonica. As it became the soundtrack
of his mind. He could be found on early Sunday mornings blowing his lungs out
at Teresa’s, or walking down on Maxwell Street. Some say he sounded like a
frightening freight train, demon driven, blowing his blues away.
1958 Ian is arrested
by ATF agents for gun-running to Ireland. He was getting more and more daring
with his shipments, and the Federal agents pounced on him. Ian’s previous
record was put into evidence, as was his record as a war hero. Due to the
longevity of Feys, he was given a 150 year sentence.
1966 Ian receives a
small 8mm movie camera. He began shooting all of the time, and he read all of
the books on the subject that he could land his hands on. He slowly distanced
himself from his underworld past, and became the unofficial filmmaker of
Chicago Chimaera Prison.
1970 Ian is almost killed in prison for his wings. A renegade dwarf and a wererat assaulted him
in the laundry. With the help of another Fey, Ian managed to beat off the
would-be assassins. It was clear they were contracted by someone, but Ian
never found out whom.
1990 Ian manages to smuggle out a prison documentary. It was called “Savage Cool” and accepted to
the Sundance Film Festival. Ian’s work as a director was called “The next
Stanley Kubrick” and a call went out among the celebrities and their fans. A
brief for clemency was pushed and Ian found himself paroled on March 27, 1994.
Ian has been very busy learning the movie business since his release from
prison eight years ago. His biggest supporter has been one Carlo Giovanni, who
was in the audience at Sundance with his wife when Ian’s work had first been
shown, and Carlo was also instrumental at securing Ian’s early release from prison. Ian is a
party guy, and can always be counted on to make a grand entrance and to infect
a party with his good nature.
See also
Carlo Giovanni and Roarke
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