AND ODILE WEPT...

[odilewept]

this is a writing blog for the concept of the character VANESSA, from the LITTLE MERMAID films. given that this portrayal of her character is a bit different from the movies, here are a few key elements about the concept i have developed of vanessa

she is not urusula herself, but a creation of the witch, made of seaweed and foam. vanessa does not posess a heart of any kind, as she is nothing but a puppet created by ursula. she does, however, posess ariel's voice, and whenever she comes across the mermaid, a small beam of light can be seen protruding from the center of her throat.

vanessa is heavily inspired by the concept of ODILE from the SWAN LAKE. the impostor, the other face of the same coin. she is ariel's foil, because she was created to be so. she has ariel's original voice that ursula kept, and a few mannerisms from ariel herself.

there is something eerily inhuman about vanessa's eyes. they are far too gray, almost silver, and they seem to almost glisten in the darkness. overall, vanessa gives off an uncanny vibe, like there is something not quite right about the way her beauty is displayed. she feels not her own person, but whatever the person who meets her wants her to be.

vanessa does not have any goals of her own, because she has only been created with ursula's goals in mind. she will do anything to get the prince, because that is why she was created. lacking a beating heart, she seemingly has no emotions nor anything other than what ursula has felt and feels: greed and anger and maliciousness.

vanessa feels cold to the touch, always. that is why she always covers her skin with heavy dress fabrics, and avoids human contact most of the time.

WRITTEN BY NOSTA (25+) basic rules of etiquette apply. just don't be gross or weird, kay?

[odilewept]

I AM MAKING THIS A PART OF MY LORE: after the spell is broken and ursula goes back into hiding to the depths of the ocean, vanessa takes hiding in the caves that overlook the ocean, and because she is not human but a creation of ursula, her appearence doesn't change; she does not age at all. therefore, the townspeople begin seeing her as a spectre of sorts, a witch and a ghost that lives within the caves and a bit of a local legend. the cavernous walls are somewhat lit by different candles that she collected from wrecked ships that washed out on the shore.

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" you must expect something, coming down here so often, @nereidez. "

darkness, barely lit by the flickering flames of various candlelights adorning the cavernous walls, candles she has collected with time, from wrecked ships that wash out on the shore. within the blackness of the caves, her eyes take an eerie glimmer, an uncanny silver accentuated by the licking of the flames.

vanessa keeps her distance from the child, the mermaid's offspring, who, just like her sister at the time, has ventured down the cliffs to the cavernous hideouts at the bottom, looking for the infamous spectre that, rumor says, has inhabited the caves for over two decades. she wonders, each time a human child dares venture down here, if it's simply morbid curiosity for the unknown and spooky, or if she has been unwittingly calling them in for company.

ursula once told her, once your purpose is done, you will return to being foam and seaweed. but as long as the sea witch lives, hidden within the depths of the abyss, so will vanessa, and as long as vanessa exists, she will remain speaking with the same voice as the mermaid.

" do you not fear being in the dark? " a soft whisper, as she glances toward the flickering candlelights to her right, close to where the girl stands, perhaps out fear, perhaps out of cold, " if so, you are foolish, like your mother. "

[vickyaucoin]

[anitacristina]

[odilewept]

" it seems you are displeased. "

there is not an ounce of emotion in her remark, as if she were talking about th weather, as if she did not even understand nor know the meaning of the word sadness. she supposes, albeit it is merely a guess, that the mermaid must feel angry, which is an emotion Vanessa recognizes and thus, understands.

" i have heard the ladies in waiting, they say you are ... envious? is that the word? " another concept Vanessa understands, and thus, can speak of with the tiniest of smirks on her face. not because she is rejoicing in the mermaid's suffering, but because she finds it amusing that the girl would care so much about a human man to begin with.

" you will never win. not with her, " the sea witch is a cunning creature, and between weaved seaweed and foam, she has placed a part of her conniving within her creation. Vanessa knows how to play according to Ursula's rules, " you should return to the ocean, little mermaid. you suffer when you walk the shore, and you suffer when the human prince looks at me, " as she connects their gazes through the reflection of the vanity's mirror where she sits, Vanessa's eyes shimmer in silver, a feline in the darkness staring at a mouse, " go home. maybe that way she'll spare your life. " @sirensang

[assyrianjalebi]

Monica Bellucci in La Riffa (1991)

[odilewept]

for when i can, starter call? xo

[weltenwellen]

Sharon Olds, from "Her Last August"