Vivian Thrace
Feb 18, 2013 23:22:31 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2013 23:22:31 GMT -7
Vivian Katelyn Thrace
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Full Name - Vivian Katelyn Thrace
Nicknames/Alias - Viv, V, Vi
Age - 29
Date of Birth - December 5th
Gender - female.
Sexual Orientation - heterosexual
Affiliation - Independence leaning neutral, sometimes.
Occupation - gunhand
Play-By - Katie McGrath
Build - toned, slender, tall, curvy in all the right places.
Height & Weight - 5’9” & 130lbs
Hair - long, black hair falls in gentle or messy waves.
Eyes - green.
Unique Features - single piercing in either ear.
Dressing Style - A tomboy she dresses in jeans and pants, rarely will you ever see her in a dress if so it will be in bold or jewel tones something that is bound to yet your attention and take your breath away. Viv has a certain regalness about her. When she dresses up she is breathtaking but otherwise she is the rough and tumble, ready for anything kind of girl.
Other - She has enough weaponry in her arsenal for an army.
Likes - Weaponry, Kickboxing (nearly all arts of fighting she has either tried or is not afraid to give it a good whack), Fruit in general (preferably Strawberries, Mango, Pineapple, Apples and Blueberries), Good Food, Cooking, Reading, Languages, Thunderstorms/Lightning, Sunshine.
Dislikes - Getting shot at, arrogant and/or stupid and/or nosy people (this is why some say she isn’t really a people person, which is just not true), being underestimated, people telling her what to do, injustice, slavery, drugs.
Quirks/Habits - When fighting she tends to talk, ridicule and be generally condescending to her opponent, it is very often a one sided conversation. She is also a very adaptable fighter and will use whatever is around her. Tends to play with her hair when she’s nervous, or bored.
Fears - That someday the cost of survival will be too great, or her friends will die either by her hand or because of her. Hates piloting (it is going to be a bumpy ride). Snakes.
Secrets - She is a very good cook. She loves her father even though she pretends not to.
Strengths - Her compassion/kindness will always win out in the end and make her (generally) do the right thing, she has a strong moral compass even if she herself is a bit prickly and rough around the edges. Her integrity, again this falls into the moral compass area but it also aids to her strong loyalties to those she calls friend, but don’t get on her bad side. She has a way of talking (silver-tongue) and intellect that can go a long way, if that doesn’t work she is an expert with both locks and things that go boom! She also reads a lot and is versed in many languages, even a few dead ones.
Weaknesses - Her greatest weakness is probably that she doesn't like to show weakness and knows that sometimes her feelings especially her compassion can get in the way. This can blindside her to more important things. Her past, and her connections to her past, the same could be said about her present in the reversal. Her pride and stubbornness can make her decisions flawed. She can be impulsive, and a bit overly blunt at times, she is also feisty and can hold a grudge. She can fly a ship, but that doesn’t mean you want her to. Her compassion can be both a help and a hindrance, more so a help. She really doesn’t like snakes. Her emotions and loyalties can sometimes be her weakness. She knows very little about the mechanics of a ship, unless it is part of a weapon.
Talents/Special Abilities - Being difficult and/or stubborn, Cooking (it is a hidden talent she doesn’t let known to many), Seduction (she knows how to turn on the charm when she needs to), she is a very graceful dancer (you like salsa or tango she’s your girl, if you’re speed is more of a waltz she can do that too, she was once high society remember), minor often a bit rustic healing knowledge (she knows a lot about plants), minor knowledge of mechanics (let’s just say she could start her up and keep her running for the most part but if something is broken on a ship she can’t fix it).
Aspirations - Stay alive, stay active, protect the crew, keep flying, and find true love and settle down, eventually.
Overall Personality - Vivian is the epitome of badass and feminine empowerment. She is by definition a sexy woman with a gun. Most importantly she can handle herself. She has a great sense of self-preservation (but that doesn’t mean she won’t go all guns a blazing into the fire to save a friend or put her life on the line again to help a friend) and generally a little luck on her side. She is a very strong, dominant character in any circumstance. This doesn’t however mean that she has to be the leader or in control of all things, in fact she prefers being someone else’s right hand woman. Being the leader is too much responsibility. Albeit her compassion lends itself to her taking responsibility or protecting those who couldn’t otherwise help themselves. She also won’t just stand by and take it if she doesn’t agree with something. She shares her opinion whether it is wanted or not, although she follows and respects the chain of command, as long as it’s someone she respects which usually means Sidney Bainbridge or Roger Davis.
Vivian has the talent of a silver-tongue. She knows how to turn on the charm when it is needed. She can also be playfully flirtatious, but don’t try to mess her about she has a gun and she will use it. She may act like the modern woman, feminine empowerment and all, likes to have sex when she wants, but when it comes to true love she is a closeted romantic and old-fashioned girl. She likes to believe that there are happy endings, somewhere, but doesn’t necessarily believe she deserves one.
A reasonable, fair-minded person she sees the world in shades of grey knowing that everything isn’t just black and white. She is down-to-earth, and certainly not high-maintenance. Hers is a kind and gentle heart, underneath all the armor and prickly whatnot. When Vivian was young she had a zeal for life, a passion and feistiness that could never be squelched. Her innocence may have been, but her feistiness certainly not. She is quick-tempered and fiery, bold and blunt. She has a quick-temper, passionate, and a certain intenseness about her.
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Father - Henry Thrace
Mother - Margret Thrace (nee Thatcher) [deceased]
Siblings - none
Other Significant People - Uncle Gregory Thatcher, Aunt Sadie Thatcher (both farmers, independent, living on Beaumonde).
Pets - past and/or present
Your History - Vivian has been fighting her whole life. She was born on Osiris, raised in the luxury of what life had to offer as the daughter of a major general of the Alliance army Henry Thrace. She grew up in a very strict household. Her mother Margret died when she was six of cancer. It was a slow and painful death. Vivian knew of the ills of the world at a very young age watching her mother deteriorate before her eyes.
After the death of her mother the next eleven years built up quite a bit of tension between her father and herself. Vivian didn’t agree with most of the things her father believed in. As a resident of Osiris and the only daughter of Henry Thrace, Vivian attended some of the most prestigious and renowned schools known across the verse. Though she did well in school as a child she was never very focused. Instead her father was always trying to rein in her impulsive, spontaneous nature to breed her into one of the finest alliance officers there was. He did succeed in one thing, she was a fine little warrior.
Other than being learned in academic she was also eloquent and well-versed when it came to etiquette of high society. One would never suspect it nowadays but she was once as graceful and elegant as a princess within her and her father’s social circles.
Upon reaching the age of 17 was when everything changed for Vivian. Finally, she stood up to her father and did something that was perhaps his worst nightmare. Worse than even her death. Vivian joined up with the independent army. She had been trained rigorously in many forms of weaponry, and arts of warfare ever since she was young. She was a born and bred warrior, and as such she was accepted her past and connections overlooked and in most cases unmentioned.
After the war was over and Vivian had survived she went to live with her Aunt and Uncle Gregory and Sadie. Greg was a good man, her mother’s brother, and a farmer. Vivian learned to work the land, and gained a lot of knowledge about plants, soil, the earth and how things grew. To this day she still loves plants and nature and has quite a green thumb. After the war Vivian also became somewhat of jack-of-all trades on various ships. Most of the time she was a gunhand or a body guard, but occasionally she was the assistant to a Medic or Engineer, or worked in the kitchen as a Cook. Vivian learned a lot of basics in this way that could be helpful in future.
Recently she has received a wire from one of her war buddies, Sidney Bainbridge and is joining his crew on the Trinity.
What should we call you? - Abby
Roleplaying Experience - From BSH.
Where did you find us? - Azzie
Prove Yourself -
Post Script - none
Other characters - none
How we should contact you - PM
Roleplay Example - It had been years since the war and Vivian had almost found peace, almost in the sleepy outskirts of Beaumonde where her Uncle and Aunt lived as farmers. When Sidney Bainbridge had sent her a wave to join him on dead Canyon Docks Haven and the possibility of forming up a new crew she didn’t hesitate. Vivian Thrace had learned a lot about plants, the earth, and spent quite a lot of time with her hands elbow deep in the soil while boarding with her Uncle Gregory and Aunt Sadie. It was therapeutic really to learn to help something grow rather than how to destroy it.
Vivian stepped off the transport ship onto the barren planet of Haven. The dust picked up in the air and swirled around like mini tornadoes inches above the ground. Her green eyes shielded from the sun by a pair of amber sunglasses she glanced in each direction before making her way towards the place she knew Sidney would be. She sound her way through the docks before she found the ship she was looking for. It was obvious the old girl had some ware and tar on her but that’s the way Vivian like them. A smile hinted at the edges of her mouth as she saw the man who was almost as grizzled and rough around the edges as the ship he stood in front of, Sidney Bainbridge, and by his side stood Roger Davis, the impressive second in command.
“Someone call for a gunhand?” she hollered over to them slinging her battered grey duffle over one shoulder. No longer was she the girl of 17 but the woman of 29 sauntered over to them with a swagger only Vivian Thrace could provide.
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