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NAME: Kimmie
JOURNAL: lostandawaiting
EMAIL: shadowofaslytherin@yahool.com
AIM: modernaurora
WIKI NAME: n/a
CHARACTERS: none
CHARACTER NAME: Violet Baudelaire
FANDOM: A Series of Unfortunate Events (Book Series)
CANON: At the very end of book twelve, The Penultimate Peril. Before the Baudelaire orphans get trapped on the boat, but after setting Hotel Denouoement on fire.
WHAT THEY LOST: Her black ribbon. While something so trivial may not mean much to most people, it is the most important thing to her besides her siblings. It was her mother's before her, and the only thing she has left that was from her life before the fire. Violet normally isn't attached to anything, but this ribbon also had its practical use to tie her hair up, something she often did and meant she was thinking or inventing.
ABOUT THE CHARACTER:
Simply put, Violet Baudelaire is used to catastrophe, having lived through a Series of Unfortunate Events. It all started when she was fourteen. A fire consumed the lives of her two parents and their house. From there, she was bounced around from gaurdian to gaurdian. Violet distrusts on principle since she found out her first guardian, Count Olaf, set the fire that killed her parents. It was all a plan to get his greedy hands on their fortune. Since then, he's been ruining the lives of the Baudelaire orphans. He's even framed them for murder, making the three children wanted criminals and on the run.
Violet is now sixteen. So much has changed. After the State started looking for her and her siblings, the bounced around some more. First staying in a circus, living on the side of a mountain, and finally staying in a hotel. They've uncovered a secret organization that they've found themselves a part of. Turns out that not everyone is friend. Their parents were a part of it before the great schism took place. In fact, her mother was a part of the schism. Olaf has illuded that Beatrice Baudelaire killed his parents, to which he decided to break apart the Volunteer Fire Department. After all, the name does not state whether people like to start fires or put them out. (As a side note, VFD is an analogy for society and how it goes through its cycles.)
Olaf then goes about seeking the destruction of all Volunteers and doing a very fine job of it. Except for three pesky orphans and their very large fortune.
Violet Baudelaire is the oldest of three. She is the daughter of Bertrand and Beatrice, sister to Klaus and Sunny. She is an amateur engineer. She is not married, thanks to her own cleverness. She is a girl who grew up far too fast. She is practical, witty, and can outwit just about anyone if given a single ribbon to tie her hair up. She is dignified; she is an heiress. Violet is headstrong and kind, but that kindness is wearing thin. It’s hard to trust someone when most can be bought off, and those that cannot wind up dead. She is a girl who thinks.
She thinks about life before. Violet has almost died countless times, once earning her a stay in the hospital after trying to wire into the electricity. She thinks about the smell of her father’s cologne, and the way her mother bent her wrists when she played the pianoforte. She thinks about Klaus’ smile and how young Sunny was when she lost her parents. She thinks about how foolish her parents were, and she gets angry that VFD was so important to them. More important than their children? She thinks about Olaf and wonders if she should just do him in herself and leave the fates of her siblings to the state. She thinks she is a Volunteer and could never do that. She doesn’t think about Hotel Denouement. She can’t think about it, because then the pit in her stomach rises and she must think about the safety of her siblings. That is more important. Violent thinks about the present more often than she thinks of anything. She thinks about how to get money, how to work, how to fix the stove for food, how to sew new clothes for her ever growing siblings. She won’t think about the future, because that would dash her hopes, and she is too practical for that.
Violet likes the smell of oil when gears turn properly. She likes fixing things. She likes understanding parts and levers and gears more than she likes understanding people. She likes a black ribbon her mother once gave her. She likes soft colors, because it reminds her of the ideal of home - something she lost one day on a cold beach. She likes when things break; it’s a new opportunity. She likes new opportunity, because there’s a whole world out there full of them. Despite it all, Violet likes VFD. Her parents liked VFD. She gets a small feeling of home whenever there’s another code, another mystery. She likes figuring things out. She likes Lemony Snicket, but she has a feeling there is more than meets the eye. She knows her mother liked Lemony Snicket; she caught a snippet of letter when she was six, to which her mother scolded her harshly for rummaging in other’s belongings (she was looking for more wire).
She dislikes the song “Row, Row, Row Your Boat”, because life is never but a dream. She dislikes Peter Pan, because while she often feels like Wendy Darling, she got to return home. There is no home for Violet to return to, thus she hates any analogy to never growing up. After all, everyone grows up, some, like her, a little earlier than others. She dislikes eyes, eyes everywhere. It reminds her of a house she hopes to never return to. She dislikes Olaf, acting, and plays, after once nearly being tricked into marriage. She will never be in a play so long as she lives. She dislikes most adults. Mr. Poe, the man who handles her estate, is an idiot; she dislikes his embonpoint wife and his stuffy, ill-bred children. She dislikes forced situations, but she has faith that with Klaus and Sunny, she can always get out of them. She dislikes fires, sugar bowls, and Villains. She most certainly dislikes Villains. She also dislikes schisms.
Violet wants normalcy, but knows there was a time and a place for that and now is certainly not that. She wants her siblings to be safe, but she knows she has to be the one to do it. The amateur engineer wants a whole room full of equipment, but knows all she has is a ribbon and her imagination - for now. She wants more than anything for her siblings to be happy, and she knows that if she’s with them, then she is. And that is something Olaf can never take away from her. She wants to be a teenager, but she knows she’s far beyond her years. She wants to be wanted, but she knows she only had one moment with a boy on an icy cliff and even she doesn’t know what that means. She wants things to be righted, but doesn’t know if that’s ever possible. She wants to be free again, but being orphaned and wanted, she doesn’t know if she’ll get that. She wants what she wants, but she knows that she’s a fighter.
ABILITIES:
Violet is a plain, ordinary human teenage girl. As such she does not possess any powers. However, she is a very smart girl. She can come up with the solution to just about any problem. She's a thinker and an amateur engineer. She's been building from a very small age and understands more about engines than probably most mechanics. This is the one thing she is really good at.
THIRD-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
She wasn't surprised really. Sure, she wasn't the type for fanciful daydreams, and she did not believe in anything she could not see. Violet was all about the tangible. But with the way her life has been going the last two years, the unexpected has, quite frankly, become expected.
Of course that did not help the fact that Violet was unequivicolly and hopefully lost. It wasn't like there was a map, nor had Violet ever been to-- whatever this place was. She blinked. Was it safer to stay put or find someone to help her? Not that Violet needed help. In most cases. She was a very capable young woman. But this was new. She oldest Baudelaire did not like new. There were too many outcomes, too many unknown factors, too much to distrust.
But curiosity got the better of her, as it so often did, and she started down the street. It would be easier to find someone. Perhaps in a shop? Violet would rather get a feel for the type of people here. After all, she was raised by a village once, and those people were absolutely off their rockers, easily persuaded by the governing body. But then weren't most adults?
Violet silently hoped this place was different, but the silent prayer dissapated soon enough in her head. She didn't take to wishes. Things simply were or were not, and she was positive she'd find out soon enough. She did note that this place was beautiful in an almost surreal sort of way. It reminded her of Uncle Monty's herpetology room. But just like the Very Deadly Viper, everything was not what it seemed. Often times things were misnomers.
Still she couldn't quite exist in a bubble, so she took to the first building. Perhaps she'd find some answers there.
FIRST-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
If you've seen a baby and a young man with glasses about, I'd be greatful if you could point me in the right direction. They're my brother and sister, you see. I don't think I'm much use without them, and I'd hate to think of what would happen if they were parted from me. [Violet pauses, pushing such thoughts out of her head. Wherever they were, they were fine. She would just rather them by her side.]
Also, I've seemed to lost a black ribbon to tie my hair up. I'd appreciate any information on acquiring another. Nothing is worse than trying to think and something as silly as hair is in your way. I'm also quite available should anyone need anything fixed.
Oh, I'm Violet by the way. [She grimaced slightly. Manners were something she often tried for, but names seemed less important than finding her brother and sister. She'd like to think she prioritized things pretty well. There is a tight lipped smile at the end though.] Thank you for your time.
INTENT: Violet Baudelaire is incredibly intelligent, cunning, and clever. I'd like to think I embody some of these traits. I also really like dealing with tragic events and her canon is the first thing I ever really threw myself into when I was the age of eight. I'm not sure what I'd like to do here, but I have played her in museboxes with other ASoUE characters, and while there is the pros of canonmates in such a setting, I'd prefer larger plot and placing her in situations that would normally not happen in her setting with people she would not normally interact with. So I'll answer this with the generic 'character growth' and leave it at that.
JOURNAL: lostandawaiting
EMAIL: shadowofaslytherin@yahool.com
AIM: modernaurora
WIKI NAME: n/a
CHARACTERS: none
CHARACTER NAME: Violet Baudelaire
FANDOM: A Series of Unfortunate Events (Book Series)
CANON: At the very end of book twelve, The Penultimate Peril. Before the Baudelaire orphans get trapped on the boat, but after setting Hotel Denouoement on fire.
WHAT THEY LOST: Her black ribbon. While something so trivial may not mean much to most people, it is the most important thing to her besides her siblings. It was her mother's before her, and the only thing she has left that was from her life before the fire. Violet normally isn't attached to anything, but this ribbon also had its practical use to tie her hair up, something she often did and meant she was thinking or inventing.
ABOUT THE CHARACTER:
Simply put, Violet Baudelaire is used to catastrophe, having lived through a Series of Unfortunate Events. It all started when she was fourteen. A fire consumed the lives of her two parents and their house. From there, she was bounced around from gaurdian to gaurdian. Violet distrusts on principle since she found out her first guardian, Count Olaf, set the fire that killed her parents. It was all a plan to get his greedy hands on their fortune. Since then, he's been ruining the lives of the Baudelaire orphans. He's even framed them for murder, making the three children wanted criminals and on the run.
Violet is now sixteen. So much has changed. After the State started looking for her and her siblings, the bounced around some more. First staying in a circus, living on the side of a mountain, and finally staying in a hotel. They've uncovered a secret organization that they've found themselves a part of. Turns out that not everyone is friend. Their parents were a part of it before the great schism took place. In fact, her mother was a part of the schism. Olaf has illuded that Beatrice Baudelaire killed his parents, to which he decided to break apart the Volunteer Fire Department. After all, the name does not state whether people like to start fires or put them out. (As a side note, VFD is an analogy for society and how it goes through its cycles.)
Olaf then goes about seeking the destruction of all Volunteers and doing a very fine job of it. Except for three pesky orphans and their very large fortune.
Violet Baudelaire is the oldest of three. She is the daughter of Bertrand and Beatrice, sister to Klaus and Sunny. She is an amateur engineer. She is not married, thanks to her own cleverness. She is a girl who grew up far too fast. She is practical, witty, and can outwit just about anyone if given a single ribbon to tie her hair up. She is dignified; she is an heiress. Violet is headstrong and kind, but that kindness is wearing thin. It’s hard to trust someone when most can be bought off, and those that cannot wind up dead. She is a girl who thinks.
She thinks about life before. Violet has almost died countless times, once earning her a stay in the hospital after trying to wire into the electricity. She thinks about the smell of her father’s cologne, and the way her mother bent her wrists when she played the pianoforte. She thinks about Klaus’ smile and how young Sunny was when she lost her parents. She thinks about how foolish her parents were, and she gets angry that VFD was so important to them. More important than their children? She thinks about Olaf and wonders if she should just do him in herself and leave the fates of her siblings to the state. She thinks she is a Volunteer and could never do that. She doesn’t think about Hotel Denouement. She can’t think about it, because then the pit in her stomach rises and she must think about the safety of her siblings. That is more important. Violent thinks about the present more often than she thinks of anything. She thinks about how to get money, how to work, how to fix the stove for food, how to sew new clothes for her ever growing siblings. She won’t think about the future, because that would dash her hopes, and she is too practical for that.
Violet likes the smell of oil when gears turn properly. She likes fixing things. She likes understanding parts and levers and gears more than she likes understanding people. She likes a black ribbon her mother once gave her. She likes soft colors, because it reminds her of the ideal of home - something she lost one day on a cold beach. She likes when things break; it’s a new opportunity. She likes new opportunity, because there’s a whole world out there full of them. Despite it all, Violet likes VFD. Her parents liked VFD. She gets a small feeling of home whenever there’s another code, another mystery. She likes figuring things out. She likes Lemony Snicket, but she has a feeling there is more than meets the eye. She knows her mother liked Lemony Snicket; she caught a snippet of letter when she was six, to which her mother scolded her harshly for rummaging in other’s belongings (she was looking for more wire).
She dislikes the song “Row, Row, Row Your Boat”, because life is never but a dream. She dislikes Peter Pan, because while she often feels like Wendy Darling, she got to return home. There is no home for Violet to return to, thus she hates any analogy to never growing up. After all, everyone grows up, some, like her, a little earlier than others. She dislikes eyes, eyes everywhere. It reminds her of a house she hopes to never return to. She dislikes Olaf, acting, and plays, after once nearly being tricked into marriage. She will never be in a play so long as she lives. She dislikes most adults. Mr. Poe, the man who handles her estate, is an idiot; she dislikes his embonpoint wife and his stuffy, ill-bred children. She dislikes forced situations, but she has faith that with Klaus and Sunny, she can always get out of them. She dislikes fires, sugar bowls, and Villains. She most certainly dislikes Villains. She also dislikes schisms.
Violet wants normalcy, but knows there was a time and a place for that and now is certainly not that. She wants her siblings to be safe, but she knows she has to be the one to do it. The amateur engineer wants a whole room full of equipment, but knows all she has is a ribbon and her imagination - for now. She wants more than anything for her siblings to be happy, and she knows that if she’s with them, then she is. And that is something Olaf can never take away from her. She wants to be a teenager, but she knows she’s far beyond her years. She wants to be wanted, but she knows she only had one moment with a boy on an icy cliff and even she doesn’t know what that means. She wants things to be righted, but doesn’t know if that’s ever possible. She wants to be free again, but being orphaned and wanted, she doesn’t know if she’ll get that. She wants what she wants, but she knows that she’s a fighter.
ABILITIES:
Violet is a plain, ordinary human teenage girl. As such she does not possess any powers. However, she is a very smart girl. She can come up with the solution to just about any problem. She's a thinker and an amateur engineer. She's been building from a very small age and understands more about engines than probably most mechanics. This is the one thing she is really good at.
THIRD-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
She wasn't surprised really. Sure, she wasn't the type for fanciful daydreams, and she did not believe in anything she could not see. Violet was all about the tangible. But with the way her life has been going the last two years, the unexpected has, quite frankly, become expected.
Of course that did not help the fact that Violet was unequivicolly and hopefully lost. It wasn't like there was a map, nor had Violet ever been to-- whatever this place was. She blinked. Was it safer to stay put or find someone to help her? Not that Violet needed help. In most cases. She was a very capable young woman. But this was new. She oldest Baudelaire did not like new. There were too many outcomes, too many unknown factors, too much to distrust.
But curiosity got the better of her, as it so often did, and she started down the street. It would be easier to find someone. Perhaps in a shop? Violet would rather get a feel for the type of people here. After all, she was raised by a village once, and those people were absolutely off their rockers, easily persuaded by the governing body. But then weren't most adults?
Violet silently hoped this place was different, but the silent prayer dissapated soon enough in her head. She didn't take to wishes. Things simply were or were not, and she was positive she'd find out soon enough. She did note that this place was beautiful in an almost surreal sort of way. It reminded her of Uncle Monty's herpetology room. But just like the Very Deadly Viper, everything was not what it seemed. Often times things were misnomers.
Still she couldn't quite exist in a bubble, so she took to the first building. Perhaps she'd find some answers there.
FIRST-PERSON WRITING SAMPLE:
If you've seen a baby and a young man with glasses about, I'd be greatful if you could point me in the right direction. They're my brother and sister, you see. I don't think I'm much use without them, and I'd hate to think of what would happen if they were parted from me. [Violet pauses, pushing such thoughts out of her head. Wherever they were, they were fine. She would just rather them by her side.]
Also, I've seemed to lost a black ribbon to tie my hair up. I'd appreciate any information on acquiring another. Nothing is worse than trying to think and something as silly as hair is in your way. I'm also quite available should anyone need anything fixed.
Oh, I'm Violet by the way. [She grimaced slightly. Manners were something she often tried for, but names seemed less important than finding her brother and sister. She'd like to think she prioritized things pretty well. There is a tight lipped smile at the end though.] Thank you for your time.
INTENT: Violet Baudelaire is incredibly intelligent, cunning, and clever. I'd like to think I embody some of these traits. I also really like dealing with tragic events and her canon is the first thing I ever really threw myself into when I was the age of eight. I'm not sure what I'd like to do here, but I have played her in museboxes with other ASoUE characters, and while there is the pros of canonmates in such a setting, I'd prefer larger plot and placing her in situations that would normally not happen in her setting with people she would not normally interact with. So I'll answer this with the generic 'character growth' and leave it at that.