( cindy kimberly. 25. cis woman. she/her. ) the story of DISNEY FAIRIES now lives in the soul of VIDIA BATARI, aged TWENTY-FIVE years. they’re a NEWCOMER, having been in woodvale for TWO YEARS in the WEST as a SINGER / STREET RACER. and yeah, they definitely have the vibes of VIDIA with the powers of AIR MANIPULATION, don’t you think? ( eva, 25+, she/her, cst. ) @folkloremsintro
ABOUT
tw: fire, death
rather expectantly, her parents were never quite the stable, healthy folks you’d see in a well-to-do household, their many travels leading to vegas when vidia was around seven years. it would be the last place they settled as a family, their lives already on the fringes by then. Her mother was a housewife, dedicating her life to her husband and daughter’s happiness and never her own. It always struck vidia as a terrible way to exist, a form of entrapment she never cared for. her father, a militant pilot who praised diligence and traditionalism over all else, as his father before him, would see his ideals crumble after years abroad. somehow, he’d become a lesser man, a lesser person than he once was and he’d grown angry, in time. at himself for his weakness, at others for not seeing his fading greatness — at his inability to just be as he once was, with his mind unraveling, decaying at the seams. a pathetic drunk, an abusive husband to a wife that’d given up everything. barely much of a father. that was his legacy. he would die in a fire of his own design, a bittersweet image that still haunts vidia to this day.
following this, vidia and her mother fell into something of a spiral, with her mother seeking comfort in equally terrible men and vidia herself seeking acceptance and a home in other forms — be it in friends up to no good, the streets, or eventually some semblance of a music career. it was racing, specifically, that would result in her string of lockups on account of the associated crime that came along with her newer passion. and it was her status as a fugitive of the law after taking the fall for someone else, an ex in fact, that eventually led vidia to slip into the scenic town of woodvale, having mistakenly believed it was her ticket to temporary salvation while evading the worst of the punishment. her being stuck now seems like far worse a sentence than anything she could rightly conceive.
ABILITY
aerokinesis — she can shape and manipulate air, however, the stronger the current, the more energy and stamina it requires. the speed and pressure of this air is also affected by her physical state and she cannot create air from nothing, only manipulate what surrounds her. fire and electricity may hinder this skill further, and as her hands are the driving force behind this talent, she is useless when they are bound.
HEADCANONS
before realizing there was no way out, vidia invited her mother to join her in woodvale in an effort to ensure the woman’s safety and keep an eye on her. as before, vidia serves as her ungrateful mother’s meal ticket these days, securing funds for her whenever possible and still caring for her to some extent despite the woman being holed up with some filth of a man near the west side of town. vidia also visits when she can, though her mother doesn’t appear to mind one way or the other lately, blaming the girl for her predicament
on the chance she doesn’t have a race or performance for the evening, she'll typically make use of her time nursing a drink at the bar unless she happens upon some quick scheme or side job for cash, which her natural greed would prevent her from refusing most often. she is also ridiculously poor most of the time, on account of her pouring her funds into her vehicles or her mother rather than the usual living expenses, so refusing is typically a one-way ticket to starvation
gambling, while her usual choice in crime, is one she’s actually fairly terrible at if it doesn’t involve a vehicle of some sort. a lot of her connections in general are related to criminals and various criminal actions committed
vidia holds something of a biker grunge sense of style — ripped skinny jeans and plenty of fishnet, barely-there dresses, exposing vintage tanks and tees. she owns far too much leather and lace and enough plaid to make a statement, often accompanied by vintage ring sets and dangling necklaces. she believes in immodesty and surely it’s apparent
vidia is something of an insomniac. and given her tendencies to wander about at night rather than sleep, keeping to goodness knows what, her internal clock is terribly off balance. a good portion of the time, she’s late to most things during the day due to her eternal struggle to actually get out of bed when necessary
plums are her absolute favorite food and they might be the only edible thing she keeps in her kitchen regularly enough, when she can afford it
she has an arrow tattoo positioned near her right wrist, extending a partial length of her forearm. a set of angel wings in 'tramp stamp' form also decorate her skin. she also has far too many piercings. ears, naval, tongue — you name it, she's likely spiked a hole through it at some point
her usual vehicle is a hennessey venom gt, rated one of the fastest cars in the world. sporting a brilliant shade of imperial purple, it’s an easy mark to make in the streets. as an alternative, as it’s a little less conspicuous, she’ll ride through town on a kawasaki ninja zx-14r. also in a custom, darker byzantium hue, its right side is decked out in stardust
WANTED
bring me your criminals, your petty thieves, your outcasts
other disney fae naturally, maybe even the dragon from her stories
those who would use her mother against her or just use her past against her in general
fellow musicians or the band she might regularly perform with
bar buddies, party friends, drug dealers, fellow terrible influences
former flings, exes, even weirdly undefined romances still in play if you will
open to whatever you’d like, honestly
