-Name-
Vivian Voxzhidit [Pronounced vox-zite]

-Age-
20

-Caste-
5

-Providence-
Dakota

-Sexuality-
Bisexual

-Height-
5'7

-Birthday-
June 3rd

-Personality-
Vivian is a funny sort of person. She has a whole collection of things she says without realizing they're funny. Whoops. Not a literal collection, of course, but a hypothetical one.

Most of the time, though, Viv is the definition of an f-girl. She's extremely shameless, and will gladly spend half her time flirting and the other half plainly making out.

She's not all fun and games, don't worry. Vivian actually graduated top of her class and absolutely excels in multiple fields, including marine biology, which fascinates her. So yes, her intelligence exists.

She has the tendency to be quite sarcastic at times, so beware of Viv when she's in that sort of mood. Or any sort of mood for that matter. When she's feeling very musically inspired its best to avoid her lest you get hit by one of her infamous drumsticks, or, like last summer, an actual snare drum.

The one thing you wouldn't exactly expect is her initial anxiety about being around people she doesn't know. She seems to be a social butterfly, but there's always something eating her up inside.

She's also been found to have very negative thoughts about herself, especially about her mind and music.

So yes, there are two sides to every person, and Vivian loves both of hers. She loves a lot of things, actually, and won't hesitate to tell you about them. She thoroughly enjoys talking about the high points in her life, and it's actually quite therapeutic.

A lot of times Vivian is pinned as a very open minded person, which is true by all accounts. Still, she can be a bit biased, and usually decides whether or not she likes someone within thirty seconds of looking at them for the first time. It's a pretty common thing, but with Viv it's sort of a little bit worse.

Regardless, she's like able. Yeah, some people hate her, but so what. She's her and that's all that matters.

-Likes-
✖️Drumming, most obviously

✖️Bright Colors, especially on hair

✖️Pretty People

✖️Her Band Mates

✖️The Prospect Of inevitable Romance and Infinite Power

✖️Snare drums, they're her favorite type of percussion instrument

✖️The Color Violet. Also her sister Violet, for that matter.

✖️Old People. They make her smile. Even the grumpy ones

✖️Sunsets with lots of clouds

✖️Oddly enough, cold weather

✖️Her art, however odd it might seem to other people. Yes, drumming is an art.

✖️People with Green Eyes

✖️A nice beat

✖️The sound of a cello

-Dislikes-
✖️Obnoxious And Pretentios little nerds

✖️People who can't cooperate

✖️Wimpy Beats

✖️Sunrises, it doesn't matter the number of clouds for this one

✖️Large groups of people.

✖️Parsley, or a majority of other spices including garlic and cloves. She likes mint though

✖️Talking too much, as much as she does it

✖️Occasionally herself, but it makes for good music, so...

✖️When words get underlined in red on Microsoft word

✖️Staying put for two long

✖️Musicians who aren't actually that good but they think they are

✖️Fake news

✖️The constant looming of her weird looking agent

✖️Unfinished basements, they creep her out

-Hobbies-
Drumming is her main deal. She also likes reading up on marine biology, on time off, of course. Even if is isn't a hobby, kissing people is really fun.

-Backstory-
Viv was born in the middle of a town full of losers and lunatics. That's part of the reason she's so successful, because her childhood was pretty weird. Odd beginnings influence great artists, that's a little known fact for you.

Every day she would walk to school and then walk home with the look of someone who was about to get killed. Not because she would, but because everyone looked at her like she would. It wasn't the greatest idea to have a little girl wandering the dangerous streets.

But she turned out alright. She was as normal as you get except for the fact that she had some intense bisexuality and drumming skills. Her mother often complained about the amount of noise emanating from Viv's bedroom. She was a percussionist, though, and that couldn't be helped in the least.

She was seventeen when someone needed a drummer. She, being the loudest and most attractive one they could find, fit the bill perfectly.

So there she was, Vivian Voxzhidit and her three boyfriends, as her sister lovingly called them. They mostly played in underground little cafes for the first couple of years, and then they got a couple of real gigs.

The friendship grew most between Viv and the lead singer, Zach. He was the only one Vivian never kissed. After all, she wasn't really his type, if you catch my drift. Still, you would have never found a better pair to be in a band together. The other two were pretty cool two, Wyler and Jaime, but they were total dorks. In an absolutely loving way, of course.

Even though it wasn't very much, stardom seemed to suit Viv very well. She basked in it, and as long as the lights were bright enough, she was happy.

And so was her mother and sister. The complaining about the drumming stopped, by the way.

-Faceclaim-
Lulu Antariksa

-Password-
DIMPLE

Bonus
An abridged list of "Vivianisms"

"You look like a ground squirrel."
"Don't worry, ground squirrels are pretty."

"Zach if you'd kissed Tyson like I year ago I would have paid you but now you've like hooked up twenty times. You missed out on a great business opportunity."

"You look like you have a foot fetish."

"What in ternation."

"Sometimes I really like ravioli."

"Wow looking kinky today Zach."

"Is it possible to be sexually attracted to eyebrows?"

"You look bad. Not a bad-bad, nah, a good-Bad."

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