DELUCA, Viviana Esta
Apr 13, 2010 16:59:43 GMT -5
Post by vivianadeluca on Apr 13, 2010 16:59:43 GMT -5
viviana esta deluca.
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/ i want to voice this out loud[/b] – Viv smokes cigarettes whenever she is nervous or stressed out. During exams and such she usually goes through a pack a day but on a normal basis she goes through a pack in a week to a week and a half.
full name. Viviana esta deluca
stage name. viviana deluca
nicknames. viv, vivi
age & dob. twenty-four years old, october twenty-second
gender. female
sexual orientation. bisexual
career. film actor
hometown. rome, itlay
/ it's therapeutic somehow
height. five foot three inches
eyes. brown
hair. brown
build. Petite and Slender
distinguishing features. Viv has a scar above her right eyebrow that she received from when she lived with her father back in Rome. Many people remember her by her eyes and her facial expressions. Then other people know her by her long legs and 36-c bust line.
play-by. Rachel Bilson
/ so i'm moving to new york
loves.
- Fashion - Viviana always keeps up on the latest fashions. When she has the money or when an idea hits her, she draws it out then makes it or she gets gutsy and tries to create some item of clothing on her own.
- Music – Music is something that Viv has been around and seen evolve in so many ways. She has no musical abilities at all. She has tried numerous times and she just gives up. She says that she just does not have that magical touch. That was fine with her since she loved listening to the music and dancing to it though.
- Hanging out with people – She is a social butterfly. She does not judge people and tries to be friends with everyone she meets. Growing up, she was always around people. Besides her mother always told her that she was such an outgoing girl that normally Viv went right up to people and just started talking to them. She likes to be around people even if she is drawing or just reading a book.
- Wine – Viv is a fan of wines. Beer always tasted nasty for her but she is more of a fan of white wine. Her family used to be in the wine business so she was always around it. The way wine is made always fascinated her.
- Exploring unknown things – Even though she may be terrified or trying something new, she always likes to explore and try new things. To her exploring and trying things is a part of life.
- Relationships – She was never one to think that hooking up was kool. She didn’t want to feel used or even that she was not enough. Besides she always wanted someone to care about her and she always thought that sex normally changed a person’s mind set. Plus relationships were something special and unique. Something that no one could replace no matter how hard one tried.
- Meeting new people – Meeting new people was like getting something new to Viv. She was always fascinated on how much a person could tell about someone new. She enjoys creating friends and meeting new people. Especially in a world today were people are always so mean and awkward towards others.
- Coffee – One of her newest addictions is defiantly coffee. She can not drink it black though, she needs to have the cream and the sugar in it. She will drink coffee all day sometimes. Generally she pulls a lot of all nighters to cram in last minute studying and such.
- Food – Viv is a girl that is not ashamed of eating. Her favorite food is Italian but she does like Chinese food as well. She does not eat a lot of meat but more wheat products and dairy. Since she loves food so much, she has taught herself to cook so that way she did not have to rely on restaurants as her only source of food.
- Hot Baths – Viviana loves hot baths. She goes all out for baths. Normally, there will be some sort of scent or perfume in the water. There would be tons of candles around her. It would be like her small piece of heaven. The baths always helps her unwind and even relax when she feels stressed or too uptight.
- MoviesShe prefers the older ones rather than the ones that are around now. Her favorite film area had to be the 30’s – 40’s. Some of the movies from the now time frame seem nice but to her everyone seems too worked up in the special effects that they forget about the whole story line.
- Books – Books are one of the things that Viv is crazy about. If a film is about a book she has to read the book before seeing the film. She is a huge book worm. She reads about a book a week sometimes two a week. She loves the detail in it and the story and the characters. She uses books to really get away from the real world and escape into a different one.
- Art – Art on the other hand, she does have some talent in. She can draw or sketch rather well. Mostly, she draws and sketches when she has nothing else to do or when she sees something that inspires her.
- Parties – She can’t help it. She loves the parties and the outfits and just everything. Sometimes she will just have random parties. Whenever she hears about a party, she tries to get into it some how. Even if she has to work for it she normally ends up getting into the party.
- Rain & Storms – Viv loves it when it rains and mostly when there is storms. The way the smell rains right before it comes down to the way it feels on her skin when it hits her. She loves to either watch it from her windows or if she is lucky sit outside with a cup of hot chocolate or something under an umbrella just relaxing or she goes and plays around in it.
- Changes – She believes that changes are always good. Either it is done naturally or done by her; she knows that change is always a plus thing. If everyone lived life the same way they did for ever then there would be no room for exploring. Besides changes always made things happen either it was good or not but it just always happened.
hates.
- Rap and Country Music - VIv can listen to a lot of music but she never really appreciated Rap and Country. She knows that many people enjoy those genres but she doesn’t understand why. Country is always so pitiful and depressing and then Rap is nothing but some guy talking really fast and thinks that they are a huge bad ass.
- Unrealistic Romance – Viv has read and enjoyed many romance books but she knows that they are just stories. Things like that do not happen in real life and because of that she both loves the stories and hate them at the same time. Sometimes she wished she could mix a bunch of the guys together to get the guy she wanted but then again she didn’t.
- Being alone – She has never been one to be alone for too long. She hates it. She does not truly understand why but she just does. She always feels so much better when she is with other people. Maybe it was the silence or just the way that the air seems to be dead when it is just her around.
- Silence – It drives her insane. She always has her head phones with her and at her place she has loads of music to choose from. One of the reasons she hates it is because of the fact that she have past events while growing up. Plus the quiet always made her feel like something was wrong or something was not right. Even when she sleeps she puts on some sort of sort soothing music.
- French Wines – The French wines always tasted more vinegary then ever. Plus the French wines were always too strong for her and after having a few glasses of it, she is already tipsy. She is not a big drinker so she normally goes for lighter wines and such but the French always seems to hit her hard. Usually she has to deal with a hangover the next morning.
- Mexican food – Anything that was spicy always made her stomach upset. She is normally pretty good for trying new foods and such but she has a hard time with the Mexican food. She does not like the spices and she is not a fan of the well any of it. She has tried it numerous times and it just never seems to appeal to her.
- People who think they know everything – Growing up the way she did, she knew that no one knew everything. So when ever people acted like they did or thought that they did know everything, it always got to her. She may never show it on the outside but in the inside she was yelling. Every day someone is doing research and trying to explain something so if everything is not figure out yet then how would anyone know everything that was her view.
- Not knowing what is going to happen – She hates not knowing things. Growing up everyone kept everything from her. She did not know her mother and she did not know how she had died until recently. Whenever people keep things from her, she begins to feel like they do not trust her or that they are over protecting her. She likes to be informed when things happen or when things will be changing.
- Hypocrites – Everyone always gives advice that is just the way life is but Viv can’t stand it when people give advice and then go and do the opposite of the advice they gave. She believes that people who do that are nothing special but hypocrites. The advice she gives, would be the things that she would do if she were in those situations. The other type of hypocrite that annoys her is the kind that say they can not stand a certain type of person or something that the person just did but then they do it too.
- Being told what to do – She hates being told what to do. With her job as being a model is different because the photograph is directing her on how she should be. When she is a just herself though, she does not like it when people boss her around. She is an adult and she feels like she can do what she wanted as long as it was not breaking the laws. She never bosses people around instead she suggests what they should do.
- Slutty girls – She honestly did not know what was so great about them. They wore clothes that were outrageous and offended women every where. Plus the fact that they seem to either produce numerous off springs so fast or they end up ruining so many perfectly happy couples. People like these are the ones that Viv does not care for. She would rather leave then be with people like this.
- Traveling – Even though she had to travel from Italy to London, she still hated traveling. The planes always freaked her out and she feels so small and cramped because of the size of the seats and the fact that there are so many people in such a small space. When she travels, she always freaks out on if she lost something or if she made the right choice or if she was going in the right way. If she had to travel she would rather just drive herself more than anything.
quirks.
2. Taps – Whenever she is bored she will either tap her finger nails against the table or tap her pencil/ pen. She also does this when she is trying to think. Sometimes when she is annoyed though she will tap her foot but softly so no one really knows unless they are watching her.
3. plays with hair – When she is waiting for something or nervous she will play with her hair. Either run her fingers through it or just twirl a few strands around her fingers. Many of the photographs hate this because she makes her hair greasy when this happens.
4. Bites Lip – She does this on many occasions. Sometimes it happens she when she is angry then she will push down on her lips. When she flirts and smiles sometimes she does this too. When she is concentrating hard on her drawing she will bite on just the corner of her lip.
5. Before Bed she always has to work out and shower. She even feels the need to write in her journal or her blog sometimes both. It is a routine that she has had for years and now she does it mostly without realizing it.
6. Keeps things – Viv keeps her emotions bottled up a lot and she also keeps everything or almost everything. She has a problem getting rid of things especially things that someone gave her. She does not like to talk when something is bugging her and such.[/ul]
aspirations.
- 1. Many times in Viv's life, she has thought about settling down and having a family. She may not decide to settle down but having a family is still a major part of her hopes and dreams for the future.
- 2. To be a role model to many people hopefully girls that are not sure of themselves or come from a similar background as she does which is where she as a person felt worthless.
- 3. One day Viv does hope to be a well known actress because of the simple fact that when she will be that then she can show everyone that was giving her doubts that she was much more than thought and that she was better than they were.
- 4. To own her own production company and a few other companies. She would love to be able to work behind the camera and hopefully at that time she will have a family too.
secrets.
2. When she was seventeen, she needed money desperately so she posed for pictures where she was naked. Some people recognize her as she walks the street and some don’t. She is ashamed of it but she did it because she needed the money. Even now she still poses for the same people mostly to help pay for school and to send some of the money to her father.
3. Her father was a drunk and used to hit her when times got rough. No one knows about this because she kept it away from everyone. The only people that know is her father’s family and the church other than that no one knows about the abuse she endured as a child.
4. She is into religion. She does not tell a lot of people about it since she knows that they would probably laugh or poke fun at her about it. She has never been baptized because she has not figured out what religion she believes in the most. She tries to go to church every Sunday but even then sometimes she can not do it.
5. Viviana is a virgin. She does not tell people this and she wants to keep her virginity until she feels ready to give it up or until she is married. [/ul]
personality evaluated.
Viviana is a girl that is not as simple and petite as she looks. Deep inside Viviana is a very complicated and complex person. She was always sweet to everyone she met. She is the type of girl that would stop and help someone out even if she did not know them. She was always trying to help people out even when they didn’t need it. Viviana never really broke the law or even the simple rules that people have.
Viviana grew up on respect. She respects everyone she meets. She does not believe that respect is earned instead she believes that everyone should have respect. Even if someone hated her and talked bad about her and everything else, Viviana would still respect them. She respected people for many reasons because of the fact that they are still alive and living life and because respect was something that was never destroyed or never changed.
Making friends was always easy for Viviana. She never spoke her mind even if she wanted to. She always thought before she spoke so that way she would never hurt some one’s feelings or creates more drama then needed. Being an easy listener was another good thing about Viviana. Since she always puts people before herself, even if she was breaking apart inside she would take a deep breath suck it up and then be there for her friends. Viviana was extremely loyal to her friends so she would never be the one to talk behind people’s back or try to create rifts in between people.
Deep inside though a million feelings always seem to course through her body. She is always trying to make people like her but sometimes she wished she could just be herself. The last time she was herself, her mother slapped her across the face and her father kicked her out. She has learned to mask her own feelings so that way no one would really know what was going on inside of her.
She is a very strong individual that grew up a lot since she was 15 years old. She has learned how to take care of herself no matter what. She also had learned that sometimes one had to sacrifice the things that she needed in order to keep a roof over her head. She tries to stay away from people that she started to feel more than just friends for because she didn’t want to get hurt like she has seen so many of her friends end up. She didn’t want to feel humiliated and even alone again.
/ i've got issues with my sleep
father. Antonio De Luca ; 44 ; works at a bar
mother. Mia De Luca ; age at death 20 would be 40 now .
siblings. n/a
pets. Gino
other family. - - -
history evaluated.
Life for Viviana Esta De Luca was never an easy one. She only knew of her father and her father’s side of the family. Her mother died while giving birth to her so she never got the chance to know her mother or her mother’s side of the family. Her father worked on a Winery in Italy. They lived in a small house that the winery allowed them to stay.
During school, Viviana was not one of the kids that were in the popular group. She never had the latest clothes or the newest looks. Her grades were always high so she was never worried about her grades. School was something that she had enjoyed. Home at the time was always scary for her. Her father would drink a lot and all the time. Whenever she was around him when he was drinking, he would turn mean on her. A lot of times she would have to go to school wearing tons of clothes to cover up the bruises. As a teenager, she learned to cover up the bruises with make up so that way they were not as noticeable.
When she was fifteen years old, her father lost his job at the winery. Because of that, her father moved them to Rome away from the past as he put it. At first she was terrified about moving to the city. She loved the country side and the wineries but soon she began to love the city and how much excitement hid in the walls of the city. At her new school many people welcomed her right in which was odd and a little different for her. She was never known to have a lot of friends but it looked like things were going to change.
At sixteen years old, her grandmother had passed away. It was hard for her when that happened. She went into a huge depression about it and her dad got meaner. Her friends helped her through it though. At this age though, her father finally told her why he hated her so much. That simple reason was because he never wanted Viviana and that Viviana had taken his wife and lover away from him and that was unfair.
During the time that Viv was with her dad, many of nights, she would run off and end up at Trio's bedroom. To her Trio was her family and friends and just honestly her everything. He was there when she needed him and even when he was not home, his family allowed Viv to stay up in his room when she needed it.
At seventeen years old, she moved out of her father’s small flat that he had acquired and moved in with a friend who was nineteen. She continued to stay in school and work. Her friend got her into the modeling industry since Rome was one of the huge places for fashion. At first she would only model for the runway but times started to get worse and she really needed the money. Someone offered to pay her big if she would pose naked for this magazine. For the longest time she kept saying no until she got real desperate. She did the job but soon found out that she was a favorite and has continued to pose for that magazine because each photo shoot seemed to pay her more money.
She moved to the US when she was 18 to pursue her modeling career. She was a success for numerous modeling agencies. She never made it runway though because she was not tall enough but she is a well know play boy bunny now and also a model for numerous labels. When she turned 23 she left the modeling world and decided to take a shot at acting. She now resides in Los Angeles but does have an apartment in New York for when she goes there for work.
/ christmas came early for me
alias. Jessica
years of rp experience. seven i believe
other characters. Eric Dawson
how did you find us. through the staff members Sid, Ciara, and Celi
roleplay sample.
Growing up in the Johns family was a little weird. Most families were all happy and well normal. Nope not at this family. You didn’t hear a lot of I love yous. There was constantly a fight of some sort either between family members or from someone out of the family. Growing up for Del though was not easy. Her parents always seemed to fight about just every thing that happened. At night one could hear it all but during the day you didn’t hear anything because well no one was really around. Her father was either gone or too busy with his job supposedly. Her mom was always into traveling, Del assumed that it was some sort of family trait or something. Sooner or later though her parents got divorced and that was a flip in her life. Her father whom she used to be close with just disappeared with nothing but a note that said sorry. That was it. She was the closest to her father at least she thought so. Her mom and her seemed to argue more than the others. People used to say it was because Del and her had similar personalities but Del did not want to believe that. Once they moved to Clearwater because, Del’s mom thought it would be better to be around the other family for support and all that, Del’s mom was gone more than ever. It seemed with that divorce, Del had lost both of her parents. But no matter what Del knew she could always call her mom up and talk to her until tonight….
Finally getting to sleep by twelve thirty only to be woken up again by her cell phone going off. Without moving much, she answered the phone thinking that one of her friends were just drunk or some one messing with her. But that was not what was on the phone. No, it was Jagger and news that Del did not want to hear. Her mother couldn’t have gotten in the accident neither could her aunt and uncle…. They were Johns it was harder than that to put a Johns in a death wish. Slowly she sat up and just sat there in the dark room. Everything seemed to be so unreal. They could not die, that was the only thing that kept circling in her mind.
She remembered the last time she had with her mom. That day she was at home to pick up the rest of her stuff with Toby. Her mom and her really got into it. Del called her things that she would have never done if she were still eleven or even thirteen. The look of so much pain and anger and just pain remained stuck in Del’s head. She never had the chance to say sorry. She never had the chance to tell her that she loved her after their fight. Everyone told her that she should go and apologize because that was her mom. Del always just shrugged it off and told them that she would get around to it. But now she could not just get around to it. Her mom was gone and there was nothing that Del could do…
Tears began to develop in her eyes as she sat on her bed. Her watery brown eyes moved to Toby, who was so peacefully asleep. Should she tell him? He did not care much for her family but she needed him. Right now more than anything, she really felt like he was all she had left. She had siblings and cousins but they didn’t really stick but a few of them and even those few she did not talk to that much. Toby was her family for now and for as long as possible. A shaky hand set on Toby’s shoulder and slowly shook him.
“Toby… I need you to wake up…” Her voice was shaky and scratchy. She did not know what she looked like or anything like that. For some reason she could not remember. She shook him again a little harder this time. She climbed over him and off the bed.
“Come on… I need you to wake up please… There is a family emergency… My… my mom is dead…. I need to go to the hospital.” She choked out as she put on her pajama bottoms. She never slept with pants or shorts or something on. The feeling of something on her legs always made her feel confined. She sighed as she looked over to him. She found a post it off of the desk that was hers. She scribbled a note telling Toby to met her at the hospital. She then stuck the post it to his forehead. She threw on a sweatshirt and grabbed her tote bag and keys.
Once she reached the hospital, a nurse asked her a few questions but Del blew her off. She has been here enough to know where the emergency surgery waiting room was. Everyone that was there seemed to be like zombies. She knew how they felt since she felt the same way. On the way here, she decided that she would be strong for every one else. They needed her even if they did not want to admit to it. She would not show emotion until she was home again in Toby’s arms and away from everyone else’s eyes. She looked up at the clock and it was barely three in the morning. So she found the couch and pulled her sketch book out and began to sketch. It was the one thing that kept her sane at the moment. She sketched while her parents were fighting and getting their divorce. She sketched through her break up with Isaac. Now she was sketching because of the lose of her mother.
Once the clock hit ten, Del was starting to feel hungry and thirsty. She had not slept the whole time she was here. How could she… not when she had to go down to the coroner’s office to make sure that her mother was on the table and really died. She was the one that was died. Her mom, the one that Del thought it would take five world wars before her mom would even inch towards Death and instead there she was on the cold metal table in some drawer died. That was at seven in the morning shortly after the coroner got done with the autopsy.
Getting up from the couch that she was in which was shared by the occasional kid or so, she looked around at everyone else. She took a deep breath and tried to figure out what to say. She had to step up and fill up the shoes over a position that she should not be in. But since Hannah or Ransom has not shown up yet, she figured that she would have to do it.
“Does anyone want any coffee or food… I am thinking about hitting vending machines… and the coffee pot.” She said out loud as she looked around at the zombies that once used to the Johns members. She figured she would stand there for a minute longer before she decided to walk off to the coffee and candy on her own.
Finally getting to sleep by twelve thirty only to be woken up again by her cell phone going off. Without moving much, she answered the phone thinking that one of her friends were just drunk or some one messing with her. But that was not what was on the phone. No, it was Jagger and news that Del did not want to hear. Her mother couldn’t have gotten in the accident neither could her aunt and uncle…. They were Johns it was harder than that to put a Johns in a death wish. Slowly she sat up and just sat there in the dark room. Everything seemed to be so unreal. They could not die, that was the only thing that kept circling in her mind.
She remembered the last time she had with her mom. That day she was at home to pick up the rest of her stuff with Toby. Her mom and her really got into it. Del called her things that she would have never done if she were still eleven or even thirteen. The look of so much pain and anger and just pain remained stuck in Del’s head. She never had the chance to say sorry. She never had the chance to tell her that she loved her after their fight. Everyone told her that she should go and apologize because that was her mom. Del always just shrugged it off and told them that she would get around to it. But now she could not just get around to it. Her mom was gone and there was nothing that Del could do…
Tears began to develop in her eyes as she sat on her bed. Her watery brown eyes moved to Toby, who was so peacefully asleep. Should she tell him? He did not care much for her family but she needed him. Right now more than anything, she really felt like he was all she had left. She had siblings and cousins but they didn’t really stick but a few of them and even those few she did not talk to that much. Toby was her family for now and for as long as possible. A shaky hand set on Toby’s shoulder and slowly shook him.
“Toby… I need you to wake up…” Her voice was shaky and scratchy. She did not know what she looked like or anything like that. For some reason she could not remember. She shook him again a little harder this time. She climbed over him and off the bed.
“Come on… I need you to wake up please… There is a family emergency… My… my mom is dead…. I need to go to the hospital.” She choked out as she put on her pajama bottoms. She never slept with pants or shorts or something on. The feeling of something on her legs always made her feel confined. She sighed as she looked over to him. She found a post it off of the desk that was hers. She scribbled a note telling Toby to met her at the hospital. She then stuck the post it to his forehead. She threw on a sweatshirt and grabbed her tote bag and keys.
Once she reached the hospital, a nurse asked her a few questions but Del blew her off. She has been here enough to know where the emergency surgery waiting room was. Everyone that was there seemed to be like zombies. She knew how they felt since she felt the same way. On the way here, she decided that she would be strong for every one else. They needed her even if they did not want to admit to it. She would not show emotion until she was home again in Toby’s arms and away from everyone else’s eyes. She looked up at the clock and it was barely three in the morning. So she found the couch and pulled her sketch book out and began to sketch. It was the one thing that kept her sane at the moment. She sketched while her parents were fighting and getting their divorce. She sketched through her break up with Isaac. Now she was sketching because of the lose of her mother.
Once the clock hit ten, Del was starting to feel hungry and thirsty. She had not slept the whole time she was here. How could she… not when she had to go down to the coroner’s office to make sure that her mother was on the table and really died. She was the one that was died. Her mom, the one that Del thought it would take five world wars before her mom would even inch towards Death and instead there she was on the cold metal table in some drawer died. That was at seven in the morning shortly after the coroner got done with the autopsy.
Getting up from the couch that she was in which was shared by the occasional kid or so, she looked around at everyone else. She took a deep breath and tried to figure out what to say. She had to step up and fill up the shoes over a position that she should not be in. But since Hannah or Ransom has not shown up yet, she figured that she would have to do it.
“Does anyone want any coffee or food… I am thinking about hitting vending machines… and the coffee pot.” She said out loud as she looked around at the zombies that once used to the Johns members. She figured she would stand there for a minute longer before she decided to walk off to the coffee and candy on her own.
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