Post by Miri Mojito on Oct 5, 2010 17:02:12 GMT -5
Password: Ronto
Character permission Rugs
"Some would say the the best weapon is one you never have to fire at all. I would say the greatest weapon is the one you only have to fire once."
-Viola Star at a CSDC exhibition-[/i]
Name: Viola Star
Race: Zeltron/Human
Age: 31
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 121 lbs.
Birth place: Zeltros City, Zeltros
"Sometimes all it takes is one overwhelming show of force to get everything you want. Let me show you our new line up."
-Viola Star giving a trade marked sales pitch-
Appearance:
Like most of her kind Viola is human in appearance with only a couple of differences. Her skin is a bright pink, not uncommon for her kind, and her hair is a rather sharp shade of dark blue. SHe boasts a similar dark blue eue color as well. Her build is rather shapely, with an athletic tone and smooth curves, which only contribute to her overall attractiveness. Viola does boast a fairly gracious cup size, 36 D, though she will usually wear tighter clothing in an attempt to hide her chest, unsuccesfully.
Personality:
Viola is the outgoing, straight-shooting type. She is enthusiastic and excitable, and a "doer" who live's in the world of action. She can be a blunt, straight-forward risk-taker, who is willing to plunge right into things and get her hands dirty. She live's in the here-and-now, and place's little importance on introspection or theory. She will often look at the facts of a situation, quickly decide what should be done, execute the action, and move on to the next thing.
Viola has an uncanny ability to perceive people's attitudes and motivations. She can pick up on little cues which go completely unnoticed by most other types, such as facial expressions and stance. Normally she is a couple of steps ahead of the person she is interacting with. She has and will continue to use this ability to get what they want out of a situation.
For Viola rules and laws are seen as guidelines for behavior, rather than mandates, If she has decided that something needs to be done, then her "do it and get on with it" attitude takes precendence over the rules. However, Viola tends to have her own strong belief in what's right and what's wrong, and will doggedly stick to her principles. The Rules of the Establishment hold little value to her, in the face of her own rules and practices, but her own integrity mandates that she will not under any circumstances do something which she feel's to be wrong.
Viola has a strong flair for drama and style. She is a fast-moving, fast-talking person who has an appreciation for the finer things in life. She is rather exceptional at story telling and improvising, and typically makes things up as she goes along, rather than following a plan. She love's to have fun, and is a fun person to be around. Her self indulgent lifestyle coupled with her live by the moment way of doing often gets her into trouble.
Occupation: CEO Of Corellian Ship and Design Co.
Rank: CEO
Bio:
Viola was concieved through infidelity. Her father was a wealthy CEO who was happily married for 15 years, and her mother was a Zeltron hired to clean the offices at the end of every day. Like most office affairs this one started when her father, William Star, was burning the midnight oil trying to secure an exclusive trade aggreement with another planetary faction. Her mother, Isabella Deos, came through to clean the office, and being a Zeltron proved to be far too hard for the human male to pass up. This started the whirlwind affair that birthed Viola.
Originally Isabella was to take the baby and a small fortune and disappear to keep the Star name from being smeared. However complications during Viola's birth saw her mother passing on. Her father still having some compassion felt that his own seed could not end up in an orphanage, or anywhere else, and so he decided to take her in. Not days later every new network, and scandal section were posting stories in regards to the Star's "adopted" child. Rumours circulated and soon William was forced to make a public address indicating that he had had no affair and that he was adopting Viola in order to be a good samaritan and set an example that all should follow.
Following this act of "compassion" CSDC stocks tripled.
VIola recieved the life of a princess, having everything provided for her, while the Star family raised her as their own. Charlotte, Viola's adoptive mother and Williams wife, would go on caring for the child with no idea that Viola was in fact her husbands blood. This worked out well for him, as it would avoid the scandal.
For a good lump some of years things would go well for the family. Viola received a top education in both ettiquette, schoolastics, and buisiness (most of the buisiness side of things would be lost on the young Zeltron till later) and William had a poster child to help him sell his designs. It seemed everything was perfect, until at the age of 7 when Viola's adoptibve mother was brutally murdered in their home. This was the driving force behind her fathers adoption of weapon based technology in the company. It also resulted in Viola being swept up and sent to a private schooling institution under a false name for her own protection.
The school itself was an academy located on Courosant. It had been designed for the galaxies elitist youths, with both its own school doctorate and private security/police force. It was also a place of pampering and gentle treatment for the youth in attendance. It seemed that the original facilitators of the school feared the wrath of parents, angry that their children actually had to work, than the realisation that they were not actually preparing anyone to succeed anywhere.
Viola, unlike other students, found the environment to be too soft and so she took adavantage of that. While other kids were fine staying inside and being pampered, she would be sneaking out to meet with boys or girls. When she was told something was off limits she would simply get it for gherself, to hell with what anyone said.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 4
Leadership: 7
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 1
Ranged Weapons: 3
Fighting is not one of Viola's strong suits, instead she would rather destroy opponents through trade sanctions, political red tape, and hired assassins. This does not mean she is defenceless however as she she is capable in hand to hand combat as she does do mixed martial arts training everymorning. She is also a tad more skilled than the average civillian with firearms, mainly due to her desire to demonstrate all new weapons herself.
Alignment: --0--
Viola is under no false prssumption that she is either good or evil. In fact she has accepted the fact that her only true ally is currency. That being said she opperates on both sides of the coin, selling weapons and ships to the republic and to the empire, as well as everyone in between.
RP Sample:
It had been a terribly long day of democratic bullnuts. It seemed if it wasnt one government threatening to boycott her company it was another trying to sue them. These of course were minor inconviences as she knew that given the current galactic diplomatic standing, no one government could afford to not allow her to sell what she had to them. That was what she had wanted to do after all, sell weapons to one side, make them strong, and have their opponents need to be as strong and come to her as well. It was simply a matter of being smarter than her buyers.
Viola sighed casually as she jumped up onto her bed, laying back and allowing her eyes to close for a moment. Her radiant pink skin and sharp blue hair stood out rather boldly against the black silk of her bed spread. She had always opted for black, something about that color was very sensual for her. And silk was always a must, no matter where it came from, she would not sleep on sheets of any less quality than pure silk. Obviously she was of the spoiled sort, always getting what she wanted, and why shouldnt she. After all it was her that allowed simple farmers to buy weapons to protect themselves from bandits. And it had been her that allowed certain ambitious individuals to own the weapons needed for them to take what they believed was theres from those unable to hold it. She did alot for the galaxy, and was entitled to her luxery.
Viola wasted little time in stri[pping down to her undergarments, tossing her clothes casually against a wall. This is what she always did, someone would come by and clean them up later, and either donate them or trash them. In the end it didn't matter to her, so long as she never had to wear them again. Once free of her clothing the young Zeltron flung herself backwards onto the bed again, her bare skin sliding softly against the silk. It felt wonderful, slightly cool to the touch, it sent a small shiver up her spine and pleasant goosebumps soon followed.
As she lay on her back she stretched out her arms and her legs, simply enjoying the fabric for what it was worth. This was her sense of over indulgence shining through like a beacon. Some days she could do this for 10 minutes for no reason other than it felt good.
A knock at her bedroom door interupted her and she sat up sharply. "Hello..." she said sharply before the door wooshed open and an older looking polished droid entered the room. Viola threw herself back onto the covers with an upset huff. She hated when the protocol droid came through. It always interupted her, no matter how many times she yeleld at it, it just always seemed to know when she was enjoying herself, and it would always be there.
"Miss Star, If you please there is a matter that requires your urgent attention..."
Viola didn't move, not even a muscle. Instead she continued to lay perfectly in place, her own anger building with the droids words. "CR-31.. Im going to close my eyes, and then im going to sit up and open them.. and yer going to be on fire... You will be on fire and I will be the only person here in this entire building that can put you out... Cause I can think of no situation urgent enough to distur..." Her voice was full of frustration, even as she was interupted by the droid.
"It seem's one of your empire distributors has threatened to cancel his contract"
Viola responded by pulling a pillow over her face and letting out a scream of anger. It would seem that not only would she not get to enjoy her sheets, but now she would need to go and try to save a client. Life is hard for an heiress.
Character permission Rugs
"Some would say the the best weapon is one you never have to fire at all. I would say the greatest weapon is the one you only have to fire once."
-Viola Star at a CSDC exhibition-[/i]
Name: Viola Star
Race: Zeltron/Human
Age: 31
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 121 lbs.
Birth place: Zeltros City, Zeltros
"Sometimes all it takes is one overwhelming show of force to get everything you want. Let me show you our new line up."
-Viola Star giving a trade marked sales pitch-
Appearance:
Like most of her kind Viola is human in appearance with only a couple of differences. Her skin is a bright pink, not uncommon for her kind, and her hair is a rather sharp shade of dark blue. SHe boasts a similar dark blue eue color as well. Her build is rather shapely, with an athletic tone and smooth curves, which only contribute to her overall attractiveness. Viola does boast a fairly gracious cup size, 36 D, though she will usually wear tighter clothing in an attempt to hide her chest, unsuccesfully.
Personality:
Viola is the outgoing, straight-shooting type. She is enthusiastic and excitable, and a "doer" who live's in the world of action. She can be a blunt, straight-forward risk-taker, who is willing to plunge right into things and get her hands dirty. She live's in the here-and-now, and place's little importance on introspection or theory. She will often look at the facts of a situation, quickly decide what should be done, execute the action, and move on to the next thing.
Viola has an uncanny ability to perceive people's attitudes and motivations. She can pick up on little cues which go completely unnoticed by most other types, such as facial expressions and stance. Normally she is a couple of steps ahead of the person she is interacting with. She has and will continue to use this ability to get what they want out of a situation.
For Viola rules and laws are seen as guidelines for behavior, rather than mandates, If she has decided that something needs to be done, then her "do it and get on with it" attitude takes precendence over the rules. However, Viola tends to have her own strong belief in what's right and what's wrong, and will doggedly stick to her principles. The Rules of the Establishment hold little value to her, in the face of her own rules and practices, but her own integrity mandates that she will not under any circumstances do something which she feel's to be wrong.
Viola has a strong flair for drama and style. She is a fast-moving, fast-talking person who has an appreciation for the finer things in life. She is rather exceptional at story telling and improvising, and typically makes things up as she goes along, rather than following a plan. She love's to have fun, and is a fun person to be around. Her self indulgent lifestyle coupled with her live by the moment way of doing often gets her into trouble.
Occupation: CEO Of Corellian Ship and Design Co.
Rank: CEO
Bio:
Viola was concieved through infidelity. Her father was a wealthy CEO who was happily married for 15 years, and her mother was a Zeltron hired to clean the offices at the end of every day. Like most office affairs this one started when her father, William Star, was burning the midnight oil trying to secure an exclusive trade aggreement with another planetary faction. Her mother, Isabella Deos, came through to clean the office, and being a Zeltron proved to be far too hard for the human male to pass up. This started the whirlwind affair that birthed Viola.
Originally Isabella was to take the baby and a small fortune and disappear to keep the Star name from being smeared. However complications during Viola's birth saw her mother passing on. Her father still having some compassion felt that his own seed could not end up in an orphanage, or anywhere else, and so he decided to take her in. Not days later every new network, and scandal section were posting stories in regards to the Star's "adopted" child. Rumours circulated and soon William was forced to make a public address indicating that he had had no affair and that he was adopting Viola in order to be a good samaritan and set an example that all should follow.
Following this act of "compassion" CSDC stocks tripled.
VIola recieved the life of a princess, having everything provided for her, while the Star family raised her as their own. Charlotte, Viola's adoptive mother and Williams wife, would go on caring for the child with no idea that Viola was in fact her husbands blood. This worked out well for him, as it would avoid the scandal.
For a good lump some of years things would go well for the family. Viola received a top education in both ettiquette, schoolastics, and buisiness (most of the buisiness side of things would be lost on the young Zeltron till later) and William had a poster child to help him sell his designs. It seemed everything was perfect, until at the age of 7 when Viola's adoptibve mother was brutally murdered in their home. This was the driving force behind her fathers adoption of weapon based technology in the company. It also resulted in Viola being swept up and sent to a private schooling institution under a false name for her own protection.
The school itself was an academy located on Courosant. It had been designed for the galaxies elitist youths, with both its own school doctorate and private security/police force. It was also a place of pampering and gentle treatment for the youth in attendance. It seemed that the original facilitators of the school feared the wrath of parents, angry that their children actually had to work, than the realisation that they were not actually preparing anyone to succeed anywhere.
Viola, unlike other students, found the environment to be too soft and so she took adavantage of that. While other kids were fine staying inside and being pampered, she would be sneaking out to meet with boys or girls. When she was told something was off limits she would simply get it for gherself, to hell with what anyone said.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 4
Leadership: 7
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 1
Ranged Weapons: 3
Fighting is not one of Viola's strong suits, instead she would rather destroy opponents through trade sanctions, political red tape, and hired assassins. This does not mean she is defenceless however as she she is capable in hand to hand combat as she does do mixed martial arts training everymorning. She is also a tad more skilled than the average civillian with firearms, mainly due to her desire to demonstrate all new weapons herself.
Alignment: --0--
Viola is under no false prssumption that she is either good or evil. In fact she has accepted the fact that her only true ally is currency. That being said she opperates on both sides of the coin, selling weapons and ships to the republic and to the empire, as well as everyone in between.
RP Sample:
It had been a terribly long day of democratic bullnuts. It seemed if it wasnt one government threatening to boycott her company it was another trying to sue them. These of course were minor inconviences as she knew that given the current galactic diplomatic standing, no one government could afford to not allow her to sell what she had to them. That was what she had wanted to do after all, sell weapons to one side, make them strong, and have their opponents need to be as strong and come to her as well. It was simply a matter of being smarter than her buyers.
Viola sighed casually as she jumped up onto her bed, laying back and allowing her eyes to close for a moment. Her radiant pink skin and sharp blue hair stood out rather boldly against the black silk of her bed spread. She had always opted for black, something about that color was very sensual for her. And silk was always a must, no matter where it came from, she would not sleep on sheets of any less quality than pure silk. Obviously she was of the spoiled sort, always getting what she wanted, and why shouldnt she. After all it was her that allowed simple farmers to buy weapons to protect themselves from bandits. And it had been her that allowed certain ambitious individuals to own the weapons needed for them to take what they believed was theres from those unable to hold it. She did alot for the galaxy, and was entitled to her luxery.
Viola wasted little time in stri[pping down to her undergarments, tossing her clothes casually against a wall. This is what she always did, someone would come by and clean them up later, and either donate them or trash them. In the end it didn't matter to her, so long as she never had to wear them again. Once free of her clothing the young Zeltron flung herself backwards onto the bed again, her bare skin sliding softly against the silk. It felt wonderful, slightly cool to the touch, it sent a small shiver up her spine and pleasant goosebumps soon followed.
As she lay on her back she stretched out her arms and her legs, simply enjoying the fabric for what it was worth. This was her sense of over indulgence shining through like a beacon. Some days she could do this for 10 minutes for no reason other than it felt good.
A knock at her bedroom door interupted her and she sat up sharply. "Hello..." she said sharply before the door wooshed open and an older looking polished droid entered the room. Viola threw herself back onto the covers with an upset huff. She hated when the protocol droid came through. It always interupted her, no matter how many times she yeleld at it, it just always seemed to know when she was enjoying herself, and it would always be there.
"Miss Star, If you please there is a matter that requires your urgent attention..."
Viola didn't move, not even a muscle. Instead she continued to lay perfectly in place, her own anger building with the droids words. "CR-31.. Im going to close my eyes, and then im going to sit up and open them.. and yer going to be on fire... You will be on fire and I will be the only person here in this entire building that can put you out... Cause I can think of no situation urgent enough to distur..." Her voice was full of frustration, even as she was interupted by the droid.
"It seem's one of your empire distributors has threatened to cancel his contract"
Viola responded by pulling a pillow over her face and letting out a scream of anger. It would seem that not only would she not get to enjoy her sheets, but now she would need to go and try to save a client. Life is hard for an heiress.
