VIOLETTA

An ask blog for the Soulweaver from Identity V

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

Dear Visitors,

Once a famous burlesque actress. When the audience lost interest in her, she went on to perform at a third-rate circus troupe, with the strong wish to get on the stage again and become a star with all eyes on her.

Violetta is now available for asks!

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[ask-idv-baker]

"Miss Anastazja, y-you left your basket last match... Here, I-I brought it back!" ┏(┏へ●●)へ＜

"O-Oh..! T-Thank you, Miss Violetta..! I-I was wondering where I-I left it.."

Once she got her basket back, she popped it open and pulled out a muffin before handing it over to Violetta.

"H-Here, a-a thank you for bringing my basket back..!"

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

She stares at the muffin for a second then at Beth, hesitating to take it. Was it really okay for her to receive it? For some reason she felt like she's intimidating the baker. "Ah...! No, no, it's alright. " The performer insists, taking a step back. "I just... Didn't want you to lose your special item. Y-you know how strict they are with the rules..."

[ask-idv-baker]

Beth gave her a worried look. While yes she knows the rules can be rather strict, she also doesn't want Violetta to leave without a token of her gratitude.

"P-Please, I insist.."

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

The survivor's reaction made her feel guilty about the whole thing, already afraid that she was making her more uncomfortable by rejecting the pastry good. "Are you sure?" Violetta asks, already aware that it's a stupid question but it's not like she can help it, having someone of the other faction thanking her inside the manor is so rare it might as well be a fever dream.

"... Y-you're too kind, miss. I... I will enjoy it!" Not wanting to worry her any further, the masked woman takes the muffin, rotating it on her hands.

[ask-idv-baker]

"Miss Anastazja, y-you left your basket last match... Here, I-I brought it back!" ┏(┏へ●●)へ＜

"O-Oh..! T-Thank you, Miss Violetta..! I-I was wondering where I-I left it.."

Once she got her basket back, she popped it open and pulled out a muffin before handing it over to Violetta.

"H-Here, a-a thank you for bringing my basket back..!"

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

She stares at the muffin for a second then at Beth, hesitating to take it. Was it really okay for her to receive it? For some reason she felt like she's intimidating the baker. "Ah...! No, no, it's alright. " The performer insists, taking a step back. "I just... Didn't want you to lose your special item. Y-you know how strict they are with the rules..."

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

"Hiya there, Miss Violetta is it? I hope I got that right, I'm terrible with names...Anyways, I know you're a hunter and all, but you seem so cool!" ( Ebony from @ask-the-chaotic-duo )

"Yes, yes, it's Violetta!" She replies with excitement, fidgeting with her fingers as she's happy to know she's recognized for her abilities as a hunter, meaning she's doing a good job as one. Ebony ( @ask-the-chaotic-duo ) wasn't able to see her expression behind the mask, but she could feel the joy in her voice. "I... wouldn't say that. You're the one that's cool! Rolling around with your boots... You make it look easier than it is."

[fatherfawnn]

i proceed to give her a big kiss on the lips

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

The last months of the year are always the worst for the performer, unable to get any warmth on her own. Her vestments were thin, made out of cheap fabric, and the metallic limbs didn't make it any better, either, barely helping her to retain her body heat. The cloaked one knew so, too, as they kept trying to take her out at nights, hoping that she would freeze to death.

And they succeeded, in a way. As the poor woman hallucinated the applause of the public she always wished for, she never realized that she was wasting her last few breaths in a fantasy, the cold finally getting to her as she lost her consciousness. It was supposed to be a slow, yet effective murder...

That'd be, of course, if she hadn't opened her eyes.

How long was it? Days, weeks perhaps? Violetta couldn't remember but there she is, laying in a hospital bed, her prostheses nowhere to be found. In a twist of fate, one of the organizers retreived her body and reanimated her, being wrapped in multiple blankets due to hypothermia - as she learnt from Murro - like the toys she made. It was suffocating, to say the least.

Disoriented by her sudden awakening, she was unable to recognize the face of the one who brought her, writing down something on some sort of book or diary, she couldn't tell. It didn't seem to be as relevant as what the strange figure was saying, though, so the actress tried to piece their words together.

The mention of experiments and games got her lost, visibly confused as to what they were implying. From what she could make out, the play she was initially part of would be replaced for one that's bigger, available to everyone at the manor. As for her role... Well, rest assured, it'd be one that nobody will take their eyes off.

That's the charm of being a hunter, isn't it?

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

( @whispering-brushes )

A knock sounds on the actress's door, the painter attempting to keep his stance tall as he holds his completed work. "Happy birthday, Violetta." Even if the words do not reflect in his face or voice, the painting depicts delicate silk strings, as if gossamer, framing the stage at Moon River: though, artistic liberty is taken to ensure that it appears the stage is glowing even as light filters through the curtains at the side in visible rays, that the petals of all colors lining the floor like a carpet are bringing further life upon it. "If you need me to help hang this up somewhere, I can do that for you." Edgar was not one for portraits, and for once, instead of his shoddy and rushed sketches in matches, he wanted to paint something of importance. Something other than a quick impression that he had barely any time to properly put to canvas, other than the most surface-level kind of catering to someone possible.

When she opened the door her limbs froze in place, not expecting to see Edgar ( @whispering-brushes ) on the other side, even less with him holding a finished canvas. Thanks to the special occasion she has an excuse to take off her mask, giving her a small break from the role she's been playing for years. Her birthday... she doesn't know if it really is on January 2nd, no one ever bothered to tell her when she was born, not even the man she called her father. And yet, it just feels right, to have a whole day for herself.

"M-Mister Valden..." The woman with braids looks around in nervousness, unsure on what to do. Besides the happy wishes from most people and the costumes she was given, getting such a meaningful gesture isn't something she could've seen coming, much less something as intricate as a full painting from the other brunette. "There's no need! I... I appreciate it, a lot. Y-you went through the effort of making this beautiful piece... That's more that I can ask for." Violetta grabs the finished artwork, carefully, appreaciating the picture like it was made of glass, not wanting to ruin it with her hands. She hopes that he understands her reasons for not using his help, believing that it would be more of an inconvenience than she currently is - kindness isn't something that she takes for granted. At least one thing is certain: She loves the gift.

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

Dear Visitors,

Treasuring the small joys in her life, she finds herself moving forward once more, searching for the warmth of the spotlight. Violetta's character day's today! Make sure to spend some time with her.

[ask-idv-soulweaver]

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞? 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮?"

-💚

As Soulcatcher approaches she takes a few steps back, just in case - The hunter didn't like to harm others outside the game and she's more than her protheses weren't exactly safe for those who came her way. Violetta's not used to see the other faction outside the games besides a few exceptions, such as the mechanic and some of the Hullabaloo group itself. A visit from someone else, though? Now that's a rare occasion.

"Uhm... Really? T-thank you. Skin care, skin care..." She pauses for a moment, thinking, as she's not as experienced with taking care of her appearance like most would be. It was hard to look somewhat presentable after being treated like an attraction her whole life. Thankfully, that changed after her arrival at the manor. The actress looks up at Norton ( @soulcatchernorton ) once more, focusing on the conversation. "Almond oil and creams are good for your skin! I recommend the ones that have rosewater, t-they smell nice... Ah, and lemon juice! I can't use it myself, but I've seen others do to keep their skin clean."

Aware that she's starting to talk too much, Violetta went silent once more, this time putting her hands together. "... You should ask Margaretha, or one of the other ladies. They're all pretty, too."