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πΒ Is your muse religious? What do they believe in, if anything?
Vivienne grew up Catholic because of her father, but she does not continue to practice the religion. She is more spiritual now, believing in a higher power amongst the chaos of humans. It keeps her grounded and reminds her to be humble.
STARTER πΒ @emitylor +Β @klaravolkov LOCATION: Vivienneβs patioΒ
They were all back right where it all started. Her Viper friends always made it better at the end of the day. Vivienne was lucky to see this side of her belovedβs, Klara and Emilio. Now, here they were at a place where they could discuss without judgment amongst each other. Well, not that much judgment. She brought out her favorite wine glasses and a bottle to the patio, taking a seat on the cloud couch as she began the familiar motions of popping open their first bottle of the night. She poured the liquid into the three glasses with a cheeky grin on her face. Thankfully, Emilianoβs cooking skills were pulling through for the Viper queens before him. She slid over the glass to Klara and motioned Emilio to come over and join them quickly.Β βLetβs have a toast,β she mused lifting her glass.Β
βTo always winning, Π‘ΡΠΊΠΈ,β she said, laughing.Β
tag, youβre it: @emitylorβ
stevexowensβ:
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Walking down the path towards where he hoped his car was, Steve kept an eye out on their surroundings, always careful. At this point, he couldnβt be sure that they werenβt being followed, and now that he had Vivienne by his side, he didnβt want to risk anything. βTilt? Even that sounds like a damned challenge.β He mused as they walked.
Relief washed over him when he finally spotted his car, fishing the keys out of his pocket. The sooner they could leave, the better, especially if the police was bound to show up at any moment. βItβd be amusing to see you hangry.β He couldnβt help but tease her. And while he was set on getting to safety as soon as possible,Β his own stomach growled. βFine. But no getting inside the restaurant or anything okay? And we gotta be fast before my face gets all distorted with that bruise.β
Steveβs presence was helping Vivienneβs nerves settle. While she wasnβt scared to face death, it was never a pleasant feeling being surrounded by it. She liked the lively side of life and tonight, while they celebrated their victory, there was still another death in Oceanside. The news would eventually ripple somehow. She just wondered what would come out of the room and who saw what.Β
She was just glad she wasnβt alone right now after watching what happened in the past few hours.Β βExactly, no one would dare,β she said and saw the vehicle in the distance. A part of her relieved since she was exhausted standing in her heels. Steve had it so easy.Β βI donβt think thatβs a challenge youβd like to face, liefje,β she said to him with a shrug as she skipped over to his car.Β βOkay then! Letβs go, you turtle.β
sentence starters: quotes from my tomodachi life game, part 5.
β i donβt think the boat is comingβ¦ β
β donβt you worry about me. iβll be careful out there, just like always! β
β i try to pretend iβm asleep on the train so no one tries to talk to me. β
β iβm a big fan of taking naps. the more naps per day, the better. β
β iβm finally starting to feel better. β
β iβm afraid my self-confidence is way lower than it should beβ¦ β
β youβre a puzzle master! β
β are you hungry? i bet youβre hungry. β
β itβs saturday! are you free to relax today, [name]? β
β i feel like i waste my precious time off when i sleep in on the weekend. β
β iβm happiest when iβm working by myself. people complicate things. β
β i try to act cool in front of my buddies. itβs not that hard, ha ha! β
β dream big! do it for those of us who lack the confidence to do the sameβ¦ β
β i think [name] and i must have known each other in a past lifeβ¦ β
β iβm going to make something stylish, just you wait. β
β i can make all my own clothes now! β
β this outfit is the epitome of nowness. β
β i think i made some nice clothes. β
β this is some serious avant-garde stuff iβm working on! β
β if closing business deals is your thing, this outfit will be your secret weapon. β
β sometimes itβs best to keep it simple. β
β thanks for being so nice! please accept this token of my gratitude. β
β i love taking apart mechanical pencils and then putting them back together. β
β talking in front of crowds is overrated. and by overrated, i mean terrifying. β
β i memorized the lyrics to all the songs on my cd! want me to sing them to you? β
β i have something important to tell you. β
β no matter what i wear, i look mighty fine. β
β youβre doomed to fail β may as well hit the sack. β
β iβm crazy talented, so weβre completely unalike. β
β youβre why they say that talk is cheap. β
β hearing you rap makes it hard to stay awake. β
β iβm super cool like a fresh milkshake. β
β your goofy clothes are quite a sight. β
β i donβt get irritated very often, but today isnβt going so great. β
β i always get lost when iβm somewhere iβve never been before. β
β iβm feeling unsure of myselfβ¦ β
β iβm not hungry enough to eat this. β
β i have feelings for [name]. β
β [name] rejected me, but iβm not going to give up so easily! β
β i have to try again, or iβll regret it. β
β what do you think? β
β that turned out horribly. β
β iβm finally ready to let go. β
β that tasted pretty weirdβ¦ β
β sometimes when people try to give me advice, i just nod and pretend to listen. β
β i feel a lot calmer now. β
β this is my chance to get ahead! β
β i have a whole collection of books i borrowed but never read. β
β i feel the most awake at night, for some reason. maybe iβm part owlβ¦ β
β having close friends makes me feel stronger, like i can overcome anything! β
Carmen | Vivienne | Ivan
rcfelthiagocrtzβ:
π ππππ Β πππππ Β Β : Β Β Β π. Β Β Β ππππππ Β Β Β &. Β Β Β π. Β Β Β πππππππ
the events of the night had left him destroyed, brims pressed tightly together as he laid on the couch &. looked over at margarita who had been attending his wounds. hearing the incessant knock on the door, his housekeeper opening the door. he stands up &. sees the brunette still in her dress in the doorway, margarita looks at him &. he nods his head. β vete a descansar , tranquila. yo me encargo . βΒ he says &. margarita takes her leave.Β
turning to look at the brunette β whatβre you doing here vivienne, did you come to finish your dates job or did you just come to see that youβve made a full out of me ? βΒ
Vivienneβs breath was stopped short as she came face to face with the familiar growing figure. The fact he was standing before her gave her relief as a little breath of gratitude left her system. She stopped for a moment, wondering what her mother was thinking right now looking down at her. Vivienne wasnβt a religious person, more spiritual if anything. And she knew exactly what Zoe Janssen was thinking. She stood here and shook her head, a part of her wanted to just run into his arms. She approached him slowly with wide green eyes observing his injuries.Β βNo me hagas esto mΓ‘s difΓcil,β she said to him and inched closer.Β
βAre you okay? Did he hurt you?β
president-scordatoβ:
status: open to all where: Z-form fitness
His body was still aching from the last argument he had with one of the Volkovs, yet Guasparre refused to show any kind of weakness. It wasnβt expected out of him, it wasnβt what he was raised to show, and so he did everything he could to pretend that he wasnβt all that much affected by it. People who needed to see it, saw just how much hatred he felt towards the Vipers and how much affection he had towards his own people who were affected, but that was just about it. So, naturally, it seemed almost obvious of him to go to the gym a few days after the disaster. Bruises were obvious on his otherwise tanned and fit body, yet he disregarded those, working his way through the punching bag to get the pent-up anger out.
βYou might want to take a few steps back.β He warned a person who had approached him, as he continued to throw one punch after another. He was sweaty, he was exhausted, yet it felt like one of the few ways that he could get his energy out. βWouldnβt want more accidental blood spilled in this town.β
After Vivienne indulged in pleasure and play, she was yearning to punch away yesterdayβs problems. As she stepped into the familiar gym, she let out a huff as she mentally prepared to push herself beyond her limits per usual. Vivienne was a competitive person even towards herself at moments. And as she walked through the location to move onto her next set, the sound of his once familiar voice made the hairs on the back of her neck stand. Β She had run into Rocco a few times already and it was only a matter of time before she ran into his father. An awkward grin across her features as she looked at him. βYeah, let me justββ she said, shuffling around him to the other punching bag. ββget out of your way, sir,β she finished her sentence. She hoped someway somehow she was just a mere memory erased from his brain.
stevexowensβ:
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Despite his question, Steve still looked the brunette over, even if they were surrounded by darkness. He knew there was no need to worry about her, yet even as she assured him, he still couldnβt help it. He had grown so close to her over the past few weeks, and knowing that she couldβve gotten hurt didnβt sit right with him. βGood. Thatβd be a national tragedy.β Steve joked along, wanting himself to lighten up the mood. His job was chaos and violence, yet this was an absolute next level, so he gladly followed her further away from ground zero, still very aware of their surroundings.
βIβll drive you home.β he offered, no longer feeling even remotely drunk; the events had definitely sobered Steve up. βWeβre not risking stopping by a restaurant, okay? Itβs way too suspicious.β
Vivienne let out an amused chuckle as she heard him. She didnβt know if it was the lingering alcohol that remained in her body from the good time she was having before Isaakβs speech or the fact that Steve seemed kind of relieved to be with her. She was glad she could run away with him considering they were safe at the end of the night, for the most part.Β βMy crown may tilt but itβll never fall,β she said jokingly and laughed a little louder. Continuing to crack random branches under her feet as they made their way away from the scene.Β
She nodded, until he seemed to protest her hunger. Her green eyes meeting his as she raised an eyebrow at him.Β βIβm going to get hangry, Steve,β she told him.Β βHow about In-N-Out Burger?β She offered as a solution, as she skipped around in front of him.Β
stevexowensβ:
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Wasting no time, Steve lead the two of them outdoors, away from the main chaos, away from any potential harm. Granted, neither was going to be safe until they were far, far away from here, but it was a start. Letting go of Vivienneβs hand, Steve looked around, keeing his eyes on their surroundings, all the while worrying about the friends he left behind. Were Ethan or Aeva going to be alright? He had met up with Skylar, but what if something bad was going to happen? What if something was to happen to Ryan? So many thoughts were going through his mind, but he had to push them all away and hope for the best.
βFucking tell me about it.β He breathed out, letting the guard down for a moment, once he was sure that no one was coming their way. Starting to pace out of stress, he could feel the pain starting to set in his bones, on his cheek, but it was nothing too dramatic. It wouldβve felt like another decent fight, another day at work, if it hadnβt been for everything that happened afterwards. βIβm fine.β He brushed it off. βYou? Did anyone get to you?β
Vivienne let out a long sigh as she sniffled a little, rubbing her eyes. She cleared her throat, shaking it off and getting up from her cowered position. She didnβt have time to harp on what had just happened tonight. She cleared her throat, cracking her neck after having a little fight with a few Scorpions. They had put up a little bit, but didnβt stand a chance against Vivienneβs black belt and training. She looked up at him and nodded,Β βIβm fine. No one got this pretty face,β she lied to him and began walking farther from the scene. She looked at her phone and saw the time, ticking close to midnight.Β
βIβm actually... fucking starving,β she admitted with a laugh as she ran her fingers through the tangled mess of her hair after everything she had been through tonight.Β
STARTER π @rcfelthiagocrtzβ LOCATION: Rafaelβs residence
After tonightβs events, she was a little shaken up. Not over the murder part, but more over the fact her mafia role had been exposed. She hoped no one remembered her face in the midst of the chaos of it all. Vivienne played a small role in the whole production and luckily, it seemed like it well to planβ not that she had exactly taken part in deciding anyways. She was just there to fulfill her duties, just like how she was raised to be. She obeyed because it was all she knew but she was smart. And she knew what she wanted. She wanted to know if he was okay despite it all. Just like he did her, she found out where the man stayed and rushed her way there after being dropped off at home by her date. Her car roared through the dark streets of Oceanside as she pulled up through the gate, getting out and running up the stairs still in her green dress from the night. No security? Even better.
Approaching the door, the brunette brought her fist to the frame and began banging on it. βRafael!β She called out. βAre you here?β Vivienne yelled out.
vronskiiiβ:
Vivienne watched her Viper friends from across the floor, hoping none of them would bring this up. They had eyes everywhere and she knew eventually it would become a topic of discussion. One that she would not entertain or enable due to the pain that lingered behind the truth of it all. His question leaving an uneasy feeling in her stomach.Β βNothing,β she said, emotionally distancing herself from the feelings she was experiencing.Β βIt wouldnβt matter. You would never tell him who I am, anyways,β the coldness behind her words protecting herself.Β
Looking back into his dark hues, his words were brutal but true. She was used to it, fortunately. She would find another time to cry about it. She swallowed the lump in her throat, nodding at his question.Β βSometimes things are better left unsaid,β she muttered and let go of him as soon as the song ended.Β βIt was nice knowing you, Rocco.β
Β Β Her words were definitive, by the sound of it. The last time he saw such side of her was when she broke his heart to bits and pieces, nary any inkling of mercy to her words. And there it was again, no semblance of such once more, as she practically gave him an order.
Β Β And even if he wanted to talk about anything and everything about their relationship, it was better that things remained unsaid.Β βIt was nice knowing you, Vivienne.β he curtly replied, echoing her sentiments with much more emotional compassion. Maybe it really was just that; this was the end of their line.
Β Β Despite not wanting to, Rocco brought their swaying to a halt, slowly unlatching himself away from her. This really was it. With a heavy-heart, he finally walked away.
β end.
( Pre Plot Drop β Marchand Wedding Β )
ΠΠΠΠΠ¦.
stevexowensβ:
with: @vronskiii
Chaos was all around them, and while Steve should have been thriving in it, he was lost. He was done with his task-and he hoped for the best- and once he had found Skylar and checked up on her, he was still panicking. There were so many people everywhere, blood everywhere, and his eyes wandered around in the crowd. He spotted Ethan- an innocent civilian, not really belonging there- among many others, yet soon enough, his eyes were fixed on his date for the night, Vivienne. She was just as involved in all of this as he was, yet he was genuinely happy to see that she was fine. Avoiding fights- getting people out of his way without getting too much back- he made his way over to Vivienne, quickly taking her hand to make sure she wouldnβt suddenly be pulled away from him. They had to stick close if they wanted to get out of this chaos before anyone unpleasant showed up. βHey-β A small smile of relief appeared on his face before he looked around again, noise and shouting surrounding them. β-letβs get out of here. Now.β
As soon as she handed Max over to Diana, she made sure to keep any scrambling Scorpions in line. Yet as she watched Steve handle Rafael, she made sure to look away incase his time was up sooner than they both imagined.Β The sound of the bullets leaving Isaakβs gun and entering the brunetteβs body was deafening. Vivienne shoving the stranger across the floor and turning around to find her way out of the chaos. She pushed past those she considered too slow for her groove and turned around as she felt his hand wrap around hers. A wave of relief exiting her body as she nodded up at him. She gripped his hand tighter, running away from the bloody scene left behind. As the sound of the ruckus faded away and they grew deeper out of Cressino Farm, she let out huffs of air as she caught her breath. She wasnβt the best runner in heels but she managed to keep them on the whole night.Β
βHoly fucking shit...β the brunette groaned, standing against a tree, slowly crouching down as her heart pounded.Β βAreβ are you okay?β She asked him as she buried her face in her hands. She was having a tough time trying to wrap her mind around what had happened. She had a brand to protect, after all.
Stephen King, Joyland
@vronskiii !!!
i didnβt need my heart anyway
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Β Β It was simply funny to him that she was nowhere near fearful of Giovanni. Then again, Vivienne didnβt know that his boyfriend was an assassin.Β βWhat do you think would happen if he sees you dancing with me?β he quietly asked, highly curious still, as he had always been, when it came to her and her fascinating train of thought.
Β Β Hazel hues locked into her green ones, as if searching still for a semblance of the person he once loved, because the girl in front of him was someone he no longer recognised.Β βI know that. I think I do know that, but a part of me will always blame myself for it, no matter what you say.β It was what he did, despite her blatantly telling him there and then that it was all on her.Β βAt this point, it doesnβt change anything anymore now, does it?β
Vivienne watched her Viper friends from across the floor, hoping none of them would bring this up. They had eyes everywhere and she knew eventually it would become a topic of discussion. One that she would not entertain or enable due to the pain that lingered behind the truth of it all. His question leaving an uneasy feeling in her stomach.Β βNothing,β she said, emotionally distancing herself from the feelings she was experiencing.Β βIt wouldnβt matter. You would never tell him who I am, anyways,β the coldness behind her words protecting herself.Β
Looking back into his dark hues, his words were brutal but true. She was used to it, fortunately. She would find another time to cry about it. She swallowed the lump in her throat, nodding at his question.Β βSometimes things are better left unsaid,β she muttered and let go of him as soon as the song ended.Β βIt was nice knowing you, Rocco.β
rcfelthiagocrtzβ:
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this could result with his head on a spike but then again is not like he was doing anything bad , or at least thatβs what he told himself. vivienne was just someone who was here &. he was having a nice chat with her . yet he knew very well that this couldnβt work out , thereβre were so many factors against them already, so he results to only thing he can do, talk to her.Β
he feels her approach on his hand again &. for some reason ( a reason that would most likely have his head on a spike ) he liked it. he lets her touch console him in a way no one had been able to do it just yet . β well, Iβm glad that you have that confidence of nothing happening to you but regardless , be careful . βΒ he lets chocolate hues tear themselves from her so that he can take a look around &. then their back on her. β tengo que mantenerme vivo si quiero itβs cita contigo, preciosa. βΒ rafael wasnβt one for cockiness but then again he always did get what he wanted but for some reason this time it was just some conquest. β quieres salir a caminar un raticoΒ ? βΒ
And the sound of the helicopter wing blades slapping as they approached their presence outside of the venue snapped her back into her reality. She had a job to do. A duty to fulfill. As much as she wanted to take his hand and run for the hills away from the events about to happen, she had made an oath. Her mother had made an oath. She had loyalty to them. Her green eyes widening at the metal machine landing and she placed a hand on his jaw, giving him a serious look. She knew this would mark something for their growing relationship, but the truth hurt.
βLook at me. Donβt fight back. Es para tu bien,β she told him over the deafening sound of the helicopter landing.Β βPlease.β
ΠΠΠΠΠ¦.
maximilian-vonbrandtβ:
γ VIVIENNE
As his date spoke with some of her friends, Max headed back to the bar to get another drink. While he waited some brunette seemed intent on chatting him up. Since it was a wedding he decided to oblige her in small talk, something that he often loathed and failed miserably at.Β βSure. Canβt go wrong with an open bar and some dancing. Always a plus if the food is good too,β Max replied with an amicable smile.Β βAre you friends with the bride or groom?β He didnβt recall seeing the female before and knew she wasnβt a Scorpion. The bartender delivered his vodka tonic in front of him and Max thanked him. Glancing over at his date he noticed she was still caught up in conversation so Max figured he could sit at the bar a little longer.
The only reason she was here was because she needed to get her job done. It was painful acting like she was interested in what he had to say. At least he was responsive. She could give him that, since it seemed like many of the Scorpions had an attitude problem.Β βDid you try the dessert bar?β She asked him.Β βThey have so many different options, Iβm going to roll out of here,β she mused with a light chuckle and made eye contact with the familiar Viper bartender approaching them. They had their plan set since before the wedding took place, giving a small nod of approval as a smile overcame her features.Β βCan I have a pint grigio?β She ordered.Β
βIβm friends with the both of them, ironically,β she lied.Β βAnd a lot of my friends are their friends,β she lied again, kind of. She saw some of the Vipers around the venue not acting too surprised at the crowd.Β βWhat about you? How are you lucky enough to be celebrating Julia and Gabe at Cressino Farm right now?β
