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Name: Violet Vexation
Nicknames: Vi (v+eye), VV (vee-vee)
Gender: Female
Age: 13
Faction: Undead
Race: Volatile Ghul
Natural Ability: Volatile Ghuls are true to their name-- their body chemistry allows for explosions and reassemblies at will. The explosions sure do happen a lot faster than the reassemblies, though. And generally, when they explode out of combat due to being startled, scared, or otherwise overcome with emotions, they're more likely to lose a few limbs instead of an all out gore-spray. Probably.
Personality: Vi is a sassy young thing who think she knows everything there is to know about her unlife, but in reality, very little is further from the truth. Sheltered from the world and its harshness, the Voltaile Ghul spends most of her time
It's a good thing she doesn't have parents, because they wouldn't know what to do with her.
Like a lot of Volatile Ghuls, Vi has a bad habit of exploding when startled. It's like startling the witch, except instead of a seething pile of hatred and wrath, you get some strange goop all over you and a girl with a popped off head that's stuck under someone else's table at a restaurant. And a hand waving at you from its place in the gutter on the roof-- how did it even get up there?!
...Yeah. She's working on it, okay. Nobody's perfect! Especially not her!
(She DEFINITELY looks up to witches and other more ferocious female undeads-- if only she was as cool! Cue the dreamy sighs.)
Job/Business: Attends Madam Mutie's Finishing School for Ghouls. ...It's sort of a lost cause, but she works around the school by assisting with basic chores.
Personal History: VV was dug up by an attendant of Madam Mutie's Finishing School some number of years ago, and they took her in, like they do to a lot of undead ghouls. Most of them turn out respectively gross, but not Vi. She has a heart set on exploration, and being the most alternative that she can. She loves anything that gets smuggled in from Valentine's world, and chooses to colour her hair in the pastel colours of Easter.
As most undead are, she's falling apart at a few seams. Her right eyeball was lost in the great vacation to the ArchipelaNOs two years ago. A fleet of Wendibot schooners raided the ship, and while she was busying cooing over their tiny teeth, one dug right into her eye socket and plucked it out. Or at least, that's what Vi swears, with a cross her dead-heart and hope to explode promise. In reality, she was seasick and puked so hard it popped out, floating away into the Gulf of Grumps, never to be seen again.
(Unless you count a number of strange reports about disappearing cocktail eyeballs, scattered across numerous beach establishments. They're probably unrelated.)
She applied to Amityville Academy, but has yet to hear back for the next school year. A rejection is assuredly in her future.
FEAR Ability: Corpse Explosion (Gambler's Chance) - VV launches herself at her enemy and promptly explodes her body from the inside out. Sometimes a limb goes flying, she loses an eye, you know. Whatever. She's undead, what does she care?
Physical Description:
Eye Colour: red with green sclerae
Hair Colour/Style: shaved on the right side, pink/purple/blue cotton candy ombre
Skin Colour: pale green
Clothing Style/Colours: Soft Goth Lolita
Extra: Missing right eye, missing flesh on right side of body in general
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