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Post by Violet Vayne on Dec 19, 2023 12:57:34 GMT -6
"Got a story for me?"
Violet smiled as the commanding looking woman appeared. She looked tired, to Violet's eyes, and she noted that perhaps this wasn't the best time. This would be a whole lot easier if Zephron would hurry up and invent cellphones so that she could call ahead. However, despite that, she was greeted with professionalism, and it surprised her just how... ordinary the woman was. Oh, she looked tough. Like she could break Violet in half using only her pinkie (not that that was saying much), but she wasn't the kind of gruff, growly, heavily scarred mercenary that she had imagined. Maybe this would be easier than Violet had thought. She was actually quite pretty. Violet bet she cleaned up nicely in some stylish clothes, but thought better of asking about that.
She was about to answer when she noticed the woman, Celes, heading for a nearby desk, apparently to get a notepad and paper. She let out a very small laugh, and quickly stifled it. "Sorry, that's a first," she smiled. "Usually I'm the one with the pen and paper," she added as an explanation. And then paused. "Violet Vayne. I'm with the Torensten Times," she said, taking a step forwards with an audible click-clack and extending a well manicured hand. She had at least heard of Celes Chere. She knew that she was the leader of the Dragonblades, along with another one. Yes, she had done her research. She was a good journalist, darn it. Even if research in Torensten meant asking around, since, hey, no Shinra Net to check, which made life harder.
There had been some claims about a third leader of the Dragonblades, but everybody said that was just some mouthy kid who was making things up. "I know that you must be really busy, and I'm sure this is totally not something you'd usually be interested in," she began, before remembering she was meant to sound a bit more professional and a little less 'high school'. Back in Midgar, her youth had been used as a selling point, as she was the cheerful teenage face of Shinra's youth orientated propaganda, but now, she had to sound like an adult. "...but, uh, well, I'm doing a series of articles about people transposed from their homes. I'm trying to highlight all the good that's done by them. It could really help public perception of both the Dragonblades and how everybody views those of us who got sent here," she explained, trying to make it clear that she was one of them.
"I'm sure my readers would absolutely love to hear from the leader of the Dragonblades. Would you be free for a little chat?" she asked hopefully, offering her sunniest smile whilst also trying to physically manifest an aura of professionalism through her will power alone. She wasn't sure that latter bit was working as well as she had hoped.
Post by Violet Vayne on Dec 19, 2023 12:07:11 GMT -6
"Got a story for me?"
Violet had a nose for a good story. She just knew she did. Okay, sure, so maybe back home, she hadn't figured out that Shinra was manipulating public opinion (and herself) until it was too late, and she missed the glaringly obvious clues that Shinra had dropped the Plate on Midgar, but that was a one off. Or more accurately, several smaller one-offs rolled into a giant one-off. But here, in Zephron, she was determined not to make the same mistake!
Which was why when she heard that the man who had launched an insane attack on the city's crystal (which as far as she understood it, was not unlike attacking a Mako Reactor) was now being held by the Dragonblades to work off his debt (or something?) it seemed the perfect chance to get to the truth. After all, if the attacks on the Mako Reactors back home hadn't been as transparent as they seemed, why assume the attack on the crystal here was? And so, she was hoping to secure an exclusive interview with Clive Rosfield, the man who had attacked the crystal. She could already see the headline. 'Clive's Calamity Made Crystal Clear!'. It needed some work. But that 'crystal clear' pun was a good one. She had to work it in there somewhere.
As an investigative journalist, or, more accurately, a wannabe investigative journalist who was little more than a teenage gossip columnist, Violet liked to think that she was stealthy. She could sneak into any situation and sneak out with the facts, and nobody ever saw her coming! This was, unfortunately, pretty far from the truth. Between clacking heels, her strong perfume, and the general way she made tiny 'ew' noises whenever out of her comfort zone, even walking down the hallway it was easy to know that she was coming. Luckily, stealth wasn't her goal here. At some point, someone would need to tell Violet she had the stealth abilities of a brass band on the march, but that wasn't for today.
Arriving outside of the door, she straightened her blazer, and took a breath. Okay. This should be fine. So what if he was a maddened criminal who tried to destroy the city? He was probably okay to talk to, right? And what was journalism if not risk taking?
Well, okay, it was primarily writing things down. But there had to be a LITTLE risk taking. And so, she gave a dainty little knock.
"Clive Rosfield? It's Violet Vayne. I'm with the Torensten Times. I was wondering if I could have a little of your time?" she ventured.
Post by Violet Vayne on Dec 19, 2023 11:49:27 GMT -6
"Got a story for me?"
Violet pushed open the door to the Dragonblades headquarters with slight trepidation. She looked at her manicured fingers as she withdrew them from the door and wondered if there was anything to wipe them on. Even the doors here were messy compared to back home. She missed the comforting buzz of an automatic door that she didn't have to touch. She took a breath, and straightened out her blazer. She was a little nervous, yes. An institution of mercenaries was a little outside of her comfort zone. But that never stopped her before! She was always ready to step outside of her comfort zone. Like that time she headed down to the Sector One slums. And had to be rescued. Or that time she headed into the ruins of the Sector Five reactor. And had to be rescued.
But this was different, surely? She was sure it would be fine.
The bigger challenge would be figuring out what to talk to them about. Violet had no idea what a mercenary's life was like. But then again, that was the fun, wasn't it? Asking obvious questions, getting obvious answers, and learning. She was sure lots of people in Torensten would love to know all about their resident mercenary group. When she thought about it like that, it was kind of exciting. And so, with renewed excitement, she stepped through the door into the Dragonblade headquarters, managing her best PR smile.
Her high heeled boots clicked on the stone floor as she entered, and the expensive perfume scent that surrounded her like a cloak no doubt marked her out from the presence of grimy mercenaries. She did her best not to make a face at the training accommodations. Gym class and physical education had never been her thing, even in school, less so now. Call her a priss if you liked, but she thought sweating was gross and something to be avoided.
She glanced down at the bell on the counter, and gave it a ring, noting as various string pullies seemed to make sure the bell rang throughout the area. Well, it was no intercomm or cell phone, but she supposed it would do. And then she stood, crossing her arms and trying to look as professional as she could as she waited to see if one of the leaders would arrive. After that, it was just trying to persuade them to sit down for an interview...
Post by Violet Vayne on Dec 19, 2023 10:23:49 GMT -6
Violet V. Vayne
"Hey, can I quote you on that?"
I. BASICS
Violet Vayne:: Vi, Damsel, Princess :: Female :: 18 :: Hetereosexual :: Final Fantasy VII:: ALIGNMENT:: Heroic EQUIPMENT:: Notepad, dictaphone, lots of cute outfits
HEIGHT: 5”1: HAIR/EYES/SKIN: Long, usually pink hair (but she will change a lot), deep brown eyes pale skin: DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Her sense of style; chic, fashionable looks, always in dresses, heels, heavy but artful make-up, always scented with heavy perfume.:
II. PERSONA
A driven, curious young woman, from a wealthy and privileged background, Violet is someone who always wants to succeed and be the best at what she chooses to do. She's fascinated by people and their stories, and loves to learn more about them. She is always genuinely interested in what people have to say, and likes to listen and learn, but suffers a little bit from 'main character syndrome', where she quite often expects to be the most important person in the room. She can be a little bit disappointed if people don't pay her enough attention.
Her curiosity and drive can often land her in hot water. Her slightly spoiled, upper class upbringing means that Violet often does not imagine that anything actually bad can happen to her, and as such she tends to be reckless. She won't take no for an answer, and will often take risks in pursuit of a story. This, combined with the fact she has absolutely zero combat abilities, or ideas of self defence, render her as something of a damsel in distress, and she very much lives up to the 'reporter-who-ends-up-kidnapped' stereotype.
'Vayne' is an appropriate surname for her, as she tends to be quite prissy and posh, and very much occupied with her appearance. She likes to always look her best, wearing overly fancy, nice clothes, and be dressed to impress. While she will take risks to get a story, getting dirty will stop her in her tracks. Her prissiness extends to her life outside of a city; she grew up in Midgar and has never been outside of a city until Zephron. She struggles with even the more rugged streets of Torensten, let alone the actual wildnerness. She won't shy away if it's for a story; but often be caught out entirely because she has no idea how to be prepared for it.
III. BACKGROUND
Violet has absolutely no combat skills, and is exceptionally untalented at doing anything combat related. She's a danger magnet who couldn't fight off an irritated kitten, and as such, she absolutely cannot look after herself when it comes to battle.
However, she is a talented people person, capable to talk to people well, getting people to open up, and always shows interest. She's quite a talented writer, although somewhat populist in her journalistic style due to her training as essentially a Shinra propaganda girl. She knows shorthand, has a dictaphone, and is generally quite good at piecing together stories.
She likes to think she's good at sneaking around, finding things out, but she isn't. She has a tendency to get immediately caught when she tries, mostly due to her complete lack of physical aptitude and impractical attire. But she's convinced that isn't HER fault.
IV. HISTORY
Born to wealthy parents in the fanciest district of the Upper Plate of Sector One, Violet had a charmed life. Her mother and father both held powerful executive positions in Shinra, having met at work, and Violet's youth was defined by wealth, privilege, and being raised almost exclusively by nannies and serving staff.
Her childhood was mostly defined by a mixture of luxury and boredom. While her wealth saw her experience comfort, being left at home with various staff while her parents worked was quite dull for her.
However, despite a snobby and spoiled exterior, she was deeply lonely, and that loneliness formed itself into a curiosity. As an only child, she had nobody really to engage with, except the household staff, and from a young age, she was fascinated with asking them questions. Even more fascinated to hear about their lives being so different from her own.
She naturally developed an interest in fashion, which doubled once she started attending the fancy private school for wealthy Shinra kids. There, she soon found she wasn't automatically the most important person on campus, so quickly styled herself into the Queen Bee to make sure she became exactly that. However, despite at times forgetting herself, and being something of a snobbish bully to some of the other kids, most of the time, she managed to remain popular and well liked by transposing her natural curiosity into a school setting. She was just as fascinated by other people's lives at school as she had been at home, and her curiosity and tendency to ask about people made her likeable, as she took an interest in other people's lives. Of course, it did have a negative effect, in that she became a hopeless gossip too, which only tied into her 'spoiled rich kid' personae.
Her natural interest in what other people were up to led her to becoming editor of the school newspaper, as well as the one responsible for the school yearbook each year. It was here that she found her calling. The perfect combination of her curiosity, love of learning people's story, and general nose for gossip, mixed in with a sprinkling of 'pay attention to me, I'm important' that she loved to have. She knew there was only one thing she wanted to be in life. And that was a journalist.
Graduating high school, her family had the money and power to get her into the business easily, but as young as she was, and without a formal college qualification, she was mostly relegated to kiddie publications. She became reasonably popular, appearing on Shinra TV and in popular teen magazines, delivering articles and interviews, but all of her work was of the candy coated, fun variety. Gossipy columns about famous SOLDIERs and Shinra celebrities, rather than reporting on what she saw as the real news. It wasn't that she didn't like that stuff, it was just that she wanted to be a serious journalist too. People's stories interested her, but she wanted to report on ones that were important.
She got her wish shortly after the shocking attack on Reactor One by AVALANCHE. Shaken to her core and frightened by an attack so close to home, Shinra saw her as the perfect 'face' to deploy to their younger viewers, to hit home the terror of what had happened. And so, Violet was sent out to interview various survivors on the street (of the upper plates, of course), and was caught crying multiple times on camera at the horror of it all. Violet's mascara streaked face became an easy symbol to help persuade the youth of Shinra that AVALANCHE were monsters.
For her part, despite her nose for a story, Violet fell for this propaganda hook line and sinker initially, painting AVALANCHE as terrorists, writing furious articles about them, publishing top tips to show your loyalty to Shinra and more. However, despite this new found vocation, Violet was a little annoyed by how her weeping, frightened face had become an icon of the terrified Shinra citizens. She didn't want to be seen as scared or afraid. She was a serious journalist, and she would report the news. She wasn't afraid of AVALANCHE or anybody else. She wanted to get a real story, that proved she was more than a frightened face who just kept sharing her opinion.
And so, one night, she snuck down into the slums of Midgar to directly investigate. She wanted to try and find some real dirt on AVALANCHE. If not their hideout, then actual information about them, find sympathisers to their cause, and break the news on what was happening right under the feet of the respectable citizens! However, she was in for a bit of a shock.
A naturally upper class, posh Shinra rich girl visiting the slums went about as well as you could imagine, and she was almost immediately mugged. Rescued by a passer-by, she expressed her gratitude, and at first wanted to repay them with an exclusive interview about how they also hated AVALANCHE down in the slums. To her surprise, however, her rescuer was an AVALANCHE sympathiser, and even professed to loathe everything Violet was. Violet was so shocked that he'd helped her anyway, she found herself questioning her own worldview. Even moreso as she learned just how many people down in the slums truly hated Shinra. She was taken to a local bar, where (despite nearly getting herself into trouble several more times) she heard more and more anti-Shinra stories. Although her instinct was to defend them, seeing how the people in the slums lived really shocked her, and she began to realise that perhaps Shinra weren't quite what they advertised. She was told about how Shinra were killing the planet with their use of Mako, but she refused to believe it. Surely if that was true it would be public knowledge, right?
Heading back to the Upper Plates, Violet was left somewhat shaken by the experience. Although she tried to go back to writing puff pieces of propaganda for Shinra as was expected of her, she couldn't help but no longer believe her words. She had questions. Questions about Shinra's operations in the slums, and as she began to dig deeper, she found the complete lack of information about the environmental uses of Mako energy baffling. She felt like she was going insane, questioning further and further what Shinra represented, feeling like she was becoming her own conspiracy nut.
She desperately wanted to know the truth.
When Mako Reactor Five was attacked, she could barely believe it. The explosion caused absolute havoc, and she couldn't understand why the AVALANCHE she had heard about in the slums had caused so much destruction. She tried to sneak into the wreckage of the Reactor to find more information, but monsters stirred up by the Mako and coming up from the plate led to her getting in trouble and needing to be rescued. Again. (It was around this point she also started to get a reputation as a damsel in distress).
However, she never got her answers, and she was left swallowing the official Shinra story. Which only became more cemented when the Sector Seven plate fell. This was a devastating attack and an immense tragedy that saw the deaths of tens of thousands of Shinra's citizens, and shook Midgar to its very core. Once again, Shinra wanted to use her as the shocked, terrified teenage face of despair in light of the attack to gain sympathy among its citizens, and once again Violet played the role, although deep down, something was beginning to not feel quite right.
She realised that she was beginning to question Shinra in private; the official stories were making no sense, but contentiously playing the role expected of her. She hosted several sugary sweet interviews with screaming fangirls about Rufus's new position as President following President Shinra's death, wrote articles praising him, talking about his fashion choices and his pets, and so forth. Deep down, she always had that burning desire to report the truth, but it was so much easier to accept at face value what she was being told that she didn't want to risk her comfortable life and role.
She grew to regret her actions more and more as Shinra began to fall apart around her and the cracks showed. As the once might company seemed to collapse, with the Weapons wrecking havoc and meteor looming, finally, people began to speak out against them. But, when she tried to add her voice and state her suspicions, she just looked like a populist trying to follow whatever was the current trend, and she was dismissed as a Shinra stooge and anything but a serious journalist. It was a moment that stung and stuck with her, and she wished she could do anything to have chased the truth like she knew she should have.
And then, everything changed for her. Because just as the meteor loomed and Midgar seemed to face its end, suddenly, she was no longer in Midgar any more. Or even on Gaia.
She had arrived in Zephron. A whole new world, where she swore she wouldn't repeat the mistakes of the past. This time, she wanted to be the voice for truth. Real truth. There was a mystery at the heart of Zephron. Something had drawn people there. Something had to unite them. Finding work for the Torensten Times, she set out to write her own range of articles; interviewing the newcomers to this reality. On the surface, it was simply a personal angle to the mystery; giving these newcomers voices and names and stories to the population at large, but deep down, Violet dreams of being the one to break the REAL story of Zephron. To find out just what is happening on and report on the bigger news stories. She's determined not to be blinded again, and this time, she WILL reveal the truth, and prove to this new world that she's a real reporter.
V. AUTHOR
PLAYER ALIAS: Leah : OTHER CHARACTERS: Yuffie Kisaragi, Garnet til Alexandros XVII, STACEE, Midadol Telamon: ROLE-PLAYING EXPERIENCE: 20 years?: HOW YOU FOUND US: Braver I think : NOTES FOR CONSIDERATION: Nots ure on hiw this came out, hopefully it's okay but can make changes: ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE:: N/A I think?