( bridget satterlee , twenty-two , ciswoman , she/her , legacy ) welcome to oakmore VIOLET ASTOR back again for your SENIOR year , i see . well , what are you waiting for unpack your bags in your room at MARSDEN HOUSE & get settled . oh , don't listen to the rumours VIOLET . i don't think that you're CONCEITED , actually i think that you're quite MAGNETIC - you know , you actually remind me of VERONICA SAWYER . okay , well see ya round .
name: violet josephine astor
nickname(s): vee
birthday: november, 1 1999
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: bisexual
major: art history
clubs/teams: event committee
height: 5'8"
eye colour: blue
hair colour: light brown
zodiac big three: scorpio sun, aquarius moon, libra rising
positive traits: magnetic, accepting, dreamy, curious
negative traits: superstitious, aloof, stubborn, sensitive
faceclaim: bridget satterlee
bio:
say it with me, O L D M O N E Y
violet grew up in laguna beach, california. despite her beachy, laidback surroundings, violet’s life wasn’t lacking when it came to glamour and privilege.
her father, james astor, part of the astor lineage and a successful art dealer, comes from a long line of wealth and ensured his family, violet and her mother, were fully immersed in that silver spoon lifestyle.
violet’s mother, helena, moved to california from paris to marry james. after a brief trip to paris, he swept the artist off her feet and whisked her away from her life in france. which suited helena just fine seeing as a lavish lifestyle was all she wanted. well, that, and to work on her painting and sculpture.
growing up, violet seemed to fit into the elite circles. the galas and cotillions, weddings, divorce parties, and fundraisers. that was the only world she knew. but she’s always felt like something is missing. she always felt like an imposter. she yearns for more. a feeling that has stuck with her.
it wasn’t easy, feeling like an outsider while surrounded and praised by the very people she couldn’t connect with. imposter syndrome turned into self medication and, well, violet developed a bad habit of stuffing her feelings with drugs and alcohol whenever she can. but she’ll never admit it.
knowing all that, one might wonder why violet chose to attend her father’s alma mater and join the same house he was part of, carrying on his legacy and last name at oakmore. but violet has learned not to cross her father. not if she wants to inherit her trust fund and not if she wants the mandatory visits home to be bearable.
now, she’s studying art history, pursuing her passion for art (something she inherited from her mother), and immersing herself in the world she wishes to rid herself of entirely.
personality:
violet is a humanitarian through and through. a bleeding heart, an empath. she shoulders other’s burdens without a second thought. probably because she doesn’t want to work on her own issues.
despite everything going on behind the scenes, violet can be the life of the party. she can drink you under the table and kick your ass in beer pong.
“what? you think a first-class girl can't drink?”- rose dewitt bukater
she’s loves conversation. more than that, she loves listening. maybe it’s the empath in her, or the artist, but violet could spend hours listening to someone share their life story with her. it’s all part of her escapism.
a soft soul, but she’ll bite your face off if you’re an asshole. (wc?)
a hopeless romantic, but also a flight risk. (wc?)
lover of ghosts and folklore and witchy things and cats. pugs, too.
honestly, violet is just a sweetheart who likes keeping her inner circle small, shopping in thrift stores, and telling outrageous stories. she craves adventure and meaningful connection. really, that’s it.
oh, and her jokes are terrible. (mostly)
wanted connections:
someone to share a joint with at 2 am on the marsden house roof. someone she can daydream with.
exes because always
women supporting women squad
someone who keeps eating her strawberry yogurt and she’s literally about to cut holes in all of their underwear.
someone to ground her.
someone to run wild with.
you know... everything!
that’s all i got, ghouls! let’s plot :)
