Post by Violetta Darcy on Jan 18, 2022 5:16:12 GMT
Violetta Darcy
FULL NAME: Violetta "Vi" Jean Darcy
CODENAME: Hemlock
FACE CLAIM: Ester Exposito
AGE: 26
CATEGORY: Powered
TEAM: Cabal
ALIGNMENT: Villain
CODENAME: Hemlock
FACE CLAIM: Ester Exposito
AGE: 26
CATEGORY: Powered
TEAM: Cabal
ALIGNMENT: Villain
Personal
SEXUALITY: Demisexual
GENDER: Cis woman
PRONOUNS: She/Her
ETHNICITY: White
GENDER: Cis woman
PRONOUNS: She/Her
ETHNICITY: White
Double Life
ABILITIES: Violetta is powered, but not in the actual power sense. Her abilities come through her cybernetics and tech. A tragic occurrence happened in her late teens, severing her right arm from her body and the lower half of her left leg from the knee down. They have since been replaced with the finest cybernetics money can buy, and she designed them herself with the help of some of her family's business scientists from Darcy Industries, well known for cutting edge technology. She has never tried to hide her cybernetics (this similar sleek design is found on her leg as well). She had suffered facial and brain damage during the accident as well. She is 47% machine and she has a panel at the back of her head that allows inside to the wiring connected to her skull. Her eyes are both cybernetic, allowing her to zoom in as well as pull up any information from the internet into her retina display as the wiring in her head does allow for her to browse the internet or view news feeds. Her retina display also shows her her vitals if they are worrisome.
Her leg does not have any attachments aside for slots that pop out at the press of the button to hold ammo and other devices. Her arm however does have the capability to shoot 3 missiles from her forearm. These need to be reloaded and she does not carry more in any of the small storage spaces in her leg. Her fingertips on the cybernetic arm all have different attachments. Her index finger is a flashlight, the ring finger is for darts (often poison), the middle has a lockpicking mechanism, her thumb is able to flip open into a lighter, and the pinky is.. well.. useless as of now.
SKILLS:
+ Shao Lin Kung Fu Training: Growing up in a well-to-do family left her able to take very intense Shao Lin training growing up and has since continued to hone that skill.
+ Excellent Shot: Violetta excels with ranged weapons, particularly that of snipers and crossbows, preferring a assassin/stealth approach.
+ Technologically Savvy: Due to the family background in technology, Violetta has been allowed firsthand experience. She is fairly well versed in different types of technology, and has the mechanical skill to apply fixes to machinery. This also falls into being decent at hacking, but she is no genius, she can hold her own.
WEAKNESSES:
- Water: Due to her cybernetics, particularly the panel on the back of her head, Violetta cannot be fully submerged in water. She is, of course, able to shower as she just covers the panel, but her head being fully submerged in water can cause issues and potentially a system shut down.
- Shifty: Violetta is not always one to be counted on. She protects the skins of those in the Cabal only enough to keep her within the ranks. However, at the end of the day, her revenge comes priority over anything. She cannot and should not be fully trusted.
- Human: While she has had the benefit of training and her mechanical parts. She is human, and she is vulnerable. Violetta has the endurance and stamina of a regularly fit human, and is prone to fatigue just as any other person.
Her leg does not have any attachments aside for slots that pop out at the press of the button to hold ammo and other devices. Her arm however does have the capability to shoot 3 missiles from her forearm. These need to be reloaded and she does not carry more in any of the small storage spaces in her leg. Her fingertips on the cybernetic arm all have different attachments. Her index finger is a flashlight, the ring finger is for darts (often poison), the middle has a lockpicking mechanism, her thumb is able to flip open into a lighter, and the pinky is.. well.. useless as of now.
SKILLS:
+ Shao Lin Kung Fu Training: Growing up in a well-to-do family left her able to take very intense Shao Lin training growing up and has since continued to hone that skill.
+ Excellent Shot: Violetta excels with ranged weapons, particularly that of snipers and crossbows, preferring a assassin/stealth approach.
+ Technologically Savvy: Due to the family background in technology, Violetta has been allowed firsthand experience. She is fairly well versed in different types of technology, and has the mechanical skill to apply fixes to machinery. This also falls into being decent at hacking, but she is no genius, she can hold her own.
WEAKNESSES:
- Water: Due to her cybernetics, particularly the panel on the back of her head, Violetta cannot be fully submerged in water. She is, of course, able to shower as she just covers the panel, but her head being fully submerged in water can cause issues and potentially a system shut down.
- Shifty: Violetta is not always one to be counted on. She protects the skins of those in the Cabal only enough to keep her within the ranks. However, at the end of the day, her revenge comes priority over anything. She cannot and should not be fully trusted.
- Human: While she has had the benefit of training and her mechanical parts. She is human, and she is vulnerable. Violetta has the endurance and stamina of a regularly fit human, and is prone to fatigue just as any other person.
Appearance
GENERAL: Much to her chagrin, Violetta is only 5'5" and wishes everyday to be taller. Sadly, it hasn't provided results. Vi's hair is blonde for the most part, but brown at its roots, preferring to dye away the brunette in her. Her eyes are a warm chocolate brown. Vi, being a model, does her best to look classy in public. She dresses subtly elegant and dares never to have a wrinkle on her clothes. She adores accessories, and usually has a gold watch around her cybernetic wrist as well as gold rings decorated both sets of fingers - metal and non. She smells of a sultry, expensive perfume that isn't too overbearing and has vanilla tones. Her hair is oft down when not training, but when doing any kind of training or combat, she is sure to throw it up in a ponytail.
COSTUME: Violetta cares deeply about concealing her identity due to her public image but her vanity certainly bleeds into her getup. She wears a form fitting black suit with a deep V cut that goes down to just a ways above her navel with knee high black heeled boots. On her waist hangs a belt which holds her grappling hook and four smoke bombs as well as a holster for a pistol. On her face is a simple black traditional domino mask.
COSTUME: Violetta cares deeply about concealing her identity due to her public image but her vanity certainly bleeds into her getup. She wears a form fitting black suit with a deep V cut that goes down to just a ways above her navel with knee high black heeled boots. On her waist hangs a belt which holds her grappling hook and four smoke bombs as well as a holster for a pistol. On her face is a simple black traditional domino mask.
Personality
Violetta used to have some carefreeness to her, albeit still restrained as the eldest sibling, but it dissipated quickly after tragedy struck her family. Left an orphan after an incident, Vi learned quickly how to fend for herself. Who was once a spoiled girl who flitted about life mostly carefree, got twisted into a calculating, distrusting individual. Her personality boils down to simmering anger wanting nothing more than to wreck her revenge.
Anyone who thinks they're in Violetta's inner circle needs to think again. She has since learned to keep people an arms length away always and assesses others constantly looking for weaknesses to exploit should push come to shove.
She is militaristic, viewing things in black and white. Vi no longer seems capable of possessing a moral compass. There are only actions that equate to wins and losses. She is not above mowing down an innocent civilian, or hundreds, if it means her plans come out with her on top. She is cool and calculating.
Almost half of her is cybernetic, is there any humanity left?
Anyone who thinks they're in Violetta's inner circle needs to think again. She has since learned to keep people an arms length away always and assesses others constantly looking for weaknesses to exploit should push come to shove.
She is militaristic, viewing things in black and white. Vi no longer seems capable of possessing a moral compass. There are only actions that equate to wins and losses. She is not above mowing down an innocent civilian, or hundreds, if it means her plans come out with her on top. She is cool and calculating.
Almost half of her is cybernetic, is there any humanity left?
History
TW: Mild gore, family death, teenage substance abuse
Violetta was born silver spoon in hand, a privileged, cozy life. The Darcy name is a household name, designing a multitude of electronics. A cursive D.I., the hallmark of Darcy Industires is embellished on toasters, refrigerators, flat screen TVs across Astaria and the country as a whole. What the upstanding citizens don't know, is this very D.I. is graced upon mass weaponry. Sure, some of it is in the hands of military, but also amongst more unsavory groups. Darcy Industries, the household name indeed.
Violetta never knew for wanting. Everything handed to her at a young age. She only had to bat her lashes at her father and her wish was his command. Alec Darcy would move mountains and crush cities for his girls.
Love only grew more plentiful when Jolene joined the clan. Many Darcy relatives were sure that the princess, Violetta, would grow bitter at the additional family member that started to take up so much of her parents' time. However, the opposite occurred. Violetta never knew a love so strong at her young age of another human. A change occurred in Violetta then. She truly rose to the occasion of eldest sister heir apparent. Her antics around the estate ceased, she stood straighter, spoke with an air of regality, attended lectures on the family business and worked in the labs with her father and the scientists. Violetta cared about nothing other than supporting her father, her mother, and her beloved sister, Jolene. The youngest of the Darcy family, Jolene, did not make this easy. Someone had to the fill the role of family miscreant, and Jolene sure rose to the occasion. Parties, sneaking in boys and girls for fanciful nights, skipping school. Anything to stir up trouble in their perfect life. Violetta did not hold this against her sister, and often cleaned up the mess. She was there holding Jolene's hair while she threw up from copious amounts of alcohol, cleaning up the mess Jolene's parties left before their parents returned, taking tests in her place when she missed them. Violetta put family first, before all else. She was a mere extension of her father's hand and her sister's keeper.
Jolene eventually went missing. Violetta had been called into Alec's work one stormy night when Jo was home alone, no doubt throwing her usual party. Violetta distinctly remembers her phone ringing, her sister sobbing, slurring her words as she desperately croaked out for help before the phone fell with a clatter, the sounds of loud music filling the speaker. Violetta rushed home, called the party off and searched frantically for her sister. She was gone.
Scarlette, their mother, was inconsolable with her youngest daughter's disappearance. Alec, less so. Violetta spent months passing out missing person posters, trying to find any bread crumb of a trail. Alec held off the press, passing it off that their daughter had gone to boarding school in London, spewing the lie that the experience would benefit her to see more of the world.
Almost a year after her disappearance, Jolene returned. She was not alone; a masked figure and dozens of armed forces stormed the estate. Violetta remembers little, only breaking down in joyous tears and opening her arms wide for her sisters embrace, not noticing her twists features. The fangs protruding from her mouth, the long blood-stained nails. She did not realize until it was too late, and her sister attacked her. Severing limbs and crushing bones. Violetta awoke to a burning home, the scent of burning flesh. The rest of the night comes and goes in flashes. Violetta crawling, propelling herself forward with her one working arm, screams, passing what she could only assume was her mother. It was hard to distinguish in the viscera. Alec, her father, was missing.
Violetta was later found outside, the fire raging on before her. The building crumpled on the hill in which it stood. It held nothing to the fire inside her, consuming her.
Violetta was born silver spoon in hand, a privileged, cozy life. The Darcy name is a household name, designing a multitude of electronics. A cursive D.I., the hallmark of Darcy Industires is embellished on toasters, refrigerators, flat screen TVs across Astaria and the country as a whole. What the upstanding citizens don't know, is this very D.I. is graced upon mass weaponry. Sure, some of it is in the hands of military, but also amongst more unsavory groups. Darcy Industries, the household name indeed.
Violetta never knew for wanting. Everything handed to her at a young age. She only had to bat her lashes at her father and her wish was his command. Alec Darcy would move mountains and crush cities for his girls.
Love only grew more plentiful when Jolene joined the clan. Many Darcy relatives were sure that the princess, Violetta, would grow bitter at the additional family member that started to take up so much of her parents' time. However, the opposite occurred. Violetta never knew a love so strong at her young age of another human. A change occurred in Violetta then. She truly rose to the occasion of eldest sister heir apparent. Her antics around the estate ceased, she stood straighter, spoke with an air of regality, attended lectures on the family business and worked in the labs with her father and the scientists. Violetta cared about nothing other than supporting her father, her mother, and her beloved sister, Jolene. The youngest of the Darcy family, Jolene, did not make this easy. Someone had to the fill the role of family miscreant, and Jolene sure rose to the occasion. Parties, sneaking in boys and girls for fanciful nights, skipping school. Anything to stir up trouble in their perfect life. Violetta did not hold this against her sister, and often cleaned up the mess. She was there holding Jolene's hair while she threw up from copious amounts of alcohol, cleaning up the mess Jolene's parties left before their parents returned, taking tests in her place when she missed them. Violetta put family first, before all else. She was a mere extension of her father's hand and her sister's keeper.
Jolene eventually went missing. Violetta had been called into Alec's work one stormy night when Jo was home alone, no doubt throwing her usual party. Violetta distinctly remembers her phone ringing, her sister sobbing, slurring her words as she desperately croaked out for help before the phone fell with a clatter, the sounds of loud music filling the speaker. Violetta rushed home, called the party off and searched frantically for her sister. She was gone.
Scarlette, their mother, was inconsolable with her youngest daughter's disappearance. Alec, less so. Violetta spent months passing out missing person posters, trying to find any bread crumb of a trail. Alec held off the press, passing it off that their daughter had gone to boarding school in London, spewing the lie that the experience would benefit her to see more of the world.
Almost a year after her disappearance, Jolene returned. She was not alone; a masked figure and dozens of armed forces stormed the estate. Violetta remembers little, only breaking down in joyous tears and opening her arms wide for her sisters embrace, not noticing her twists features. The fangs protruding from her mouth, the long blood-stained nails. She did not realize until it was too late, and her sister attacked her. Severing limbs and crushing bones. Violetta awoke to a burning home, the scent of burning flesh. The rest of the night comes and goes in flashes. Violetta crawling, propelling herself forward with her one working arm, screams, passing what she could only assume was her mother. It was hard to distinguish in the viscera. Alec, her father, was missing.
Violetta was later found outside, the fire raging on before her. The building crumpled on the hill in which it stood. It held nothing to the fire inside her, consuming her.
Player
OOC NAME: Mocha
PRONOUNS: She/They
OTHER CHARACTERS: too many lol
SOURCE: i have been here, hello
PRONOUNS: She/They
OTHER CHARACTERS: too many lol
SOURCE: i have been here, hello
credit to Laura of Adox
