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ᴈᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ⌑ ᴤᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ ⌑ ᴍᴀʀᴄʜ ᴤᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ ⌑ ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏᴤᴇᴥᴜᴀʟ ⌑ ᴍᴀɢᴅᴀʟᴇɴᴀ ᴢᴀʟᴇᴊᴤᴋᴀ

♛━━━━━━━ So give it up, stop beating, hearts have gone cold━━━━━━━ ♛

♛━━━━━━━ Had enough repeating, it's all been done before ━━━━━━━ ♛

(p e r s o n a l i t y)

Viola is an excellent friend because of her encouraging, positive nature and her kind heart that will do anything to make sure any of her friends are happy. She does not expect favors in return—her kindness is selfless. Never interfering with other people’s plans and lives, she is never possessive or jealous. She treats others the way they want to be treated and lives life based on a “live and let live” policy, making her such an agreeable character. She is an excellent conversationalists with a good sense of humor. Sometimes her humor is the raw truth, but more often than not she speaks her mind and doesn't hold anything back. What she says is what she means. It is fact that she does not like mind games as it holds her back from trying to figure out what is meant. She likes straightforwardness and expects it in return. She is known for saying the “painful truth”, but on the other hand, people know that they can trust what she says because she always say what is real. Viola never hides anything and is a very likable person. The only people that might not get along with her are people that live by a daily agenda with a highly structured, organized life. On most occasions, she is likely to always be running late and miss a date, but this is only because she is so forward thinking that she forgot about the present. Tolerance is required as Viola does not do these things on purpose but rather this is just who she is.

♛━━━━━━━ But fools gold shines like diamonds in our eyes ━━━━━━━ ♛

♛━━━━━━━ Thought we had a million, but, we got nothing ━━━━━━━ ♛

(h i s t o r y)

Life for a reclusive girl like Viola should have fostered a rather innocent being into adulthood. Being the daughter of a well known baker in their community, as a baby she and her brother were brought up under the eyes of the Red community. As a little girl, she recalled sitting at the front of the bakery, chatting with every customer as they ordered a loaf of bread or any other pastry. She would not say that they were better off than the others in their community, but rather they were slowly dwindling in their family business. Despite having work, some could not afford their sales, leaving most of their work as waste. Unaware of her family's condition, she would act smug as she could easily slip in and out of the kitchens and sneak out to the back rooms where all her playthings were. She had been blunt with her father and already explained to him several times before that she had no interest in his craft, wanting to extend herself in other occupations. She even recalled telling her father that she would one day be living in the palace of the Calores. Her delusional desires would only be stumped by scoffs and pitied looks by her father. It took her another few years to actually understand why she would never be spending time in the palace. And at one point, Viola discovered that she really did not want to be around royalty anyway. Who needed a fancy crown and a title to feel important? She had all the power she felt she needed with her already living in the smaller ignored districts of the country.

Viola was a domineering girl, catching other's attention wherever she went with her forward thinking and loose tongue. Her speech got her in more trouble than she could imagine, especially when things began to change. Before, saying her thoughts out loud would only elicit a disapproving glare or a stern reprimanding from her father. He had never shown her his anger, usually accustomed to allowing his children to make their own decisions and experience the ups and down of their miserable lives. He was there when he was needed, but other than that, both she and her brother had to reach out for their father's attention. As a matter of fact, Viola only recalled her father speaking of one topic of conversation after the year she turned twelve when the family bakery had been shut down due to the insufficient support they could give. The paternal figure could only discuss the tenacious hatred he felt for the Silvers, the elites of their society. It was all their fault, he would complain every night. Even years after the business went out, her father grew worse and worse with his complaints, issued by the unsanitary alcoholic drinks he would knock himself out with at nights. While his two children worked during the days to keep the family on their feet, he would be the dead weight both she and her brother had begun to detest. Their resentment for their father increased with every day and night. His remarks were repetitive at first, only discussing the Calores and the other families when Queenstrial came around, but his comments began to change at an almost rapid rate towards both her and her brother. They were useless, pulling him down, a weight he apparently could not handle any longer. She hated him with a burning passion and one day, Viola evidently showed him.

Perhaps it really was an accident and she did not know the abilities she possessed and perhaps it wasn't. She never told anyone. A secret only shared to a select few, Viola made a life changing discovery only days before her father's death. Upon working at the docks, where she regularly came every day to skin the freshly caught fishes, the knife she used slipped from the fish's scales and caught onto her hand. A deep cut had been made, allowing a steady flow of redness to swell down her palm and across of her fingers. At the sight of blood and the dizzying stench of fish, she accidentally made things worse by crashing into a filled wagon of dead fish, hitting her head. This time, her nose began to bleed. But, instead of there being red blood at the curve of her nose, her fingers pulled away with silver. Things went downhill from there, with arguments with just about anyone who saw what happened. Her mind shook, falling back down when she tried to lift herself. Moments later when she tried to lift herself up, a coworker asked her a confusing question. Apparently an animal had run in knocking the cart over, though she explicitly recalled it being herself who did it. Similar instances occurred afterwards, where people would comment something happened, seeing things that she distinctly recalled doing herself. Were they imagining something? Days after her discovery, when she was home, Helena served her father dinner when he snatched her arm up while she moved away, inadvertently raking his sharp nails down her arm. Her skin warmed in the area, revealing silvery spots where the skin broke from the contact of his nails. It was her brother that had come to conclusion that because she had silver in her blood, that she must also have some abilities. It became obvious that night when somehow, her father saw his dead wife before him, choking the remaining life out of him. Viola later understood that she somehow made an image of her mother appear, silent and deadly in the wake of her drunken father and his closing throat. At the sight of his dead wife, her father died on the choking taste of alcohol.

With her father dead of his own incapacities, though she somehow heavily influenced his last moments, Helena worked with this new craft she discovered. These illusions others were seeing...perhaps she could use them, control them for her own purposes. And now, feeling the guilt of her father's death on her hands, Viola places the blame on the only other party she felt she could - the Silvers.

♛━━━━━━━But fools gold shines like words that make us cry━━━━━━━ ♛

♛━━━We just keep on digging, find us something better for the next time━━━ ♛

(r e l a t i o n s)

⌑ father: Christopher Averyanov
⌑ mother: Elena Averyanov
⌑ brother: roleplayed by dk; malcolm de ruiter
⌑ best friend: roleplayed by; face claim
⌑ love interest: roleplayed by laura ; francisco lachowski

oh my god I named my princess viola XD

a p p r o v e d

omg seriously? I can change it if you want!

No its okay!! She's going by part of her middle name, but it was just funny XD

lol I love the name xD I like to use the names Helena or Viola for this face claim