(ZOEY DEUTCH, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER) Oh, is that VITTORIA βVITIβ MORETTI? I heard the TWENTY-SEVEN year old is FREE-SPIRITED. But donβt let that pretty face fool you, they are also IRREVERENT. Makes sense seeing how they are a DIRTY civilian who works as a TATTOO ARTIST. (stephy, 21+, est, they/them)
Name: Vittoria "Viti" Moretti
Age: 27
Birthday: November 17
Occupation: Tattoo Artist
Gender: Cis female
Sexuality: Bisexual
About
The youngest Moretti child
Grew up in extreme wealth but rejects materialism and her familyβs ambitions. Prefers quick cash from cons and hustles to power or legacy.
She was never academically inclined and solved problems with her fists. As such, Viti got into trouble a lot growing up.
Barely graduated high school and never applied to college.
Has mommy and daddy issues since she never was the apple of either's eye. Relationship with her siblings tbd.
She'd rather run her own small-time grifts and side hustles than get wrapped up in the serpents. She dislikes the gangβs rigid structure and avoids entangling herself in their schemes too much. But being a Moretti it's hard to avoid which is why she's a dirty civilian.
Personality
Chaotic dumbassβ’ energy
Would sell your soul for a Klondike bar.
Deeply unserious. Very flippant, sarcastic, blunt, but also good-humored, chill, and adventurous.
Sheβd literally rather you see her naked than see her cry. She hates feeling emotionally vulnerable. Refuses to submit to the terrifying ordeal of being known.
Emotions make her feel gross. So sheβs always the type to crack a joke at an inappropriate moment to avoid talking about serious topics. She's always been this way.
Loyal to a fault! You could hit someone with your car and sheβd help you hide the body. But her loyalty is earned, not blindly given.
Headcanons
Juggles multiple side hustles, including selling Adderall, doing stick-and-poke tattoos, reselling vintage items, and making fake IDs.
Has a million shitty tattoos. Behind her ear: a knife. Arms: an eight ball, a heart in flames, a cherry, a scorpion, "Go Giants". By her elbow: a stick-and-poke smiley face. Inner wrist (right): a skull. Hand: a heart. Fingers: A snake on her left middle finger, "69" on her right ring finger. Torso: an angel, a moon, a rose, a heart with the phrase "Natural Born Loser." Ankles: a rainbow, daisies, a ghost.
She's a graffiti artist.
Has gotten arrested a few times for drunk and disorderly, shoplifting, and vandalism. But her last name keeps her out of real trouble.
open ( @sinnerssquarestart )
location at the front steps of junes place
June often found herself needing a minute alone. Things always seemed more stressful as the air got colder, the teenager inside seemed a lot moody too. Taking time to slip away in the middle of the night was the only thing she felt kept her sane these days. Her head leaned back against the brick that held the step railing, she watched as a figure made their way closer and closer to where she sat. "What are you doing lurking around in the dark?" She pulled the joint from between her lips, looking them up and down as she held the exhale for a moment. "This is.. medicinal or whatever, by the way." Clearly a lie, one not even really needed, but June felt she had some sort of image to protect.
Viti gave a shrug. "I dunno. I like lurking. I've also been known to skulk. Prowl. Slink," she casually listed off synonyms as if she were reading from a thesaurus. "Oh yeah?" Viti quirked a brow, tilting her head and revealing her own sloppily rolled blunt behind her ear. "This isn't." She took a step closer, leather boots splashing against iridescent puddles of petrol and discarded cigarette stubs. "It's fuckin' stupid, anyway. It's legal in Jersey. I can drive down to Hoboken and get an ounce but god forbid I take it over the Verrazzano into Brooklyn." She rolled her eyes. "Anyway, this is a judgment-free zone. Like Planet Fitness. Long day?"