Vivi S. Valentine, Heartbreaker Viper

Hagen-Autem · Post by **Hagen-Autem** » Sat Jun 18, 2022 2:19 am

ViVi S. Valentine, The Heartbreaker Viper

"You have nothing to worry about. You want to know, as much as anyone, and I'm willing to prove it to you if you come up. Feel lucky..."

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Profile

Real Name: Viviane Victory York
Aka: Vi-Vi, Saint Valentine, Heartbreaker Queen
Age: 21 yeats
Eyes: Ambar
Hair: Pinkette
Height: 1.65 m
Weight: 53.2 kg
Nationality: English
Alignment: Heel
Entrance Music:Girls' Generation 소녀시대 'Oh!' MV
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Wrestling Information

Preferred Matches: Squash match. Any match that involves her being able to make her opponent her own, she enjoys. But she is proud enough to accept any match that tests her.
Special match: The ViVi's condescension:

Data Stats:

Stats logic: 1 to 5 whiskeys. 1 whiskey glass is weak, 3 whiskey glasses are average, and 5 glasses are outstanding in that attribute, and a glass of wine counts as half a mug.

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Hentai Stats:

Mental: Mental:

Attitude To Hentai: "Why not? Are you afraid of losing to me?" Picture her biting her fingernail, slyly, as she says that to you.
Technique: Her development in this style of bout is precisely what earned her the nickname ‘succubus.’ She seeks to dominate her opponent, put them at her mercy, and play with their body while they are trapped by ropes, the corner, or fatigue. She is as loving as she is biting when it comes to pushing someone to climax, and if she can stretch out the process until they go crazy and give them a single orgasm to finish them off, she will. Otherwise, she will try to give them so many orgasms that they can no longer resist her, begging her to let them submit so they can drink some water.

Type: Grappler, dirty wrestler, sexfighter, Bondager.

Style: She focuses every ounce of her malevolent ingenuity on turning every match into a spectacle. She is willing to do anything to win and look good while doing so—every piece of her outfit is more like a toy or weapon (from advantages to padded brass knuckles, you can find everything on her).
When she gains the upper hand, she loves to turn the match into a ryona.
When she can choose her opponents, she will use them as partners in the ring just to show off her best moves on them; otherwise, she will try to break them down with a low blow to do whatever she wants with them. In both cases, she can be rough.
However, when her opponent seems submissive to her, she rewards them by playing with their bodies. She loves performing suggestive manoeuvres and positions. And she loves submission and adoration towards herself, as well as shame and mindbreak in her opponents.

Preferred Matches:

Strikes

Submission

Throws

Aerials

Elbow

Spinning back elbow

Drop:

Step-up elbow drop to back
jackknife pin roll into elbow drop

Holds:

Modified arm trapped Stretch Muffler
Spadle

Chokes:

Triangle choke

Facebuster

Headscissor Kneeling facebuster

W.I.P

Signature/Finisher and Destroyer Moves:

Spoiler

The signature move, badge of finisher is that move that everyone associates your character with when this attack is named, that attack the everyone expects to see. And destroyer move is the audience’s hopes of coming back after receiving.
W.I.P Except for Valentine's kiss. The rest of the moves are being reviewed and are in danger of being replaced by more credible ones for this section.

Kiss of Saint Valentine:

Finisher move

Description

It's no big deal, just the most powerful kiss in the loal. Deliciously hyponiticised and with repercussions on the will of an erotic rival.

The kiss can be a farewell, a courtesy for having faced her or the last good thing you will receive before you end up spilled on the canvas.

If it lasts 30 seconds it will leave you stunned. Above that mark, up to 60 seconds, it will leave you helpless and cooperative in search of more (practically a slave). If, as fate would have it (and her malice), the kiss goes on even longer, you will be so pacified that you will have to be picked up on a stretcher.

The longer you linger on their lips, though, the less responsible the bar becomes.

starry postmark:

Signature move

Gif

Description

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Heed me's touch:

Signature move

Gif

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Royal punichment:

Signature move

Gif

Description

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Background

The pub's background:

When the Wrestling night club of Gart was still underground and the original roster plan failed, leaving only one viperous blonde as sole member and face of the venue, ViVi stunned the competition every weekend at the Rookie Registry.
Her rise was comparable to that of a real she-devil, wearing down her opponents with seduction, humiliation, and manipulation. She quickly became one of the venue's most important indirect assets. She commanded attention with a kiss capable of subduing even the indomitable Queen herself. Soon became one of its new pub's gal. She was brilliant, flexible, and fast. Not only did she look beautifully dangerous, but she also knew what she was doing with each one of her opponents.
The seductive and, at times, relatively sadistic spectacle she put on in each ring magnetised attention as if she were the Secret Queen Regent. Each of her performances always had something to etch itself into the minds of her spectators: the display of elasticity, the fanservice, the sweat and spasms, her fatal goodnight kiss, or the delight of seeing her finish someone off. Each match seemed to be meticulously orchestrated by a mastermind. Over time, the interest she accumulated gave her the privilege of no longer having to pay her registration fee to fight. The wave of applicants registering under the premise of meeting that pink-haired devil in the pyramid was enough for the pub. Of course, Viviane always received a juicy remuneration for her contribution and enthusiasm, a commission that, for someone as ostentatious as Viviane, was not much different from receiving pennies. But being engraved in the collective memory, the internet, and the pleasure of having their attention in the palm of her hand were much juicier rewards for someone who aspired to be a full-fledged queen.
Her plan was on track. Taming every fool who crossed her path was turning into a power game where she was the puppeteer from the start. After all, she had studied the place in detail, planning every step to make it the gateway to the palace she wanted to rule, and knowing that it would only be a matter of time before she was offered a contract to be on their roster of gals, a period she even statistically calculated and and for which she prepared in advance, waiting would be called to the main owner's office to close the deal that would take her to the top of UK underground wrestling
However, when that moment arrived, she found herself sitting on the opposite side of a desk inside an elegant red office with a man who was no older than 35 years and who treated her as if he were one step ahead of her. He anticipated every suggestion, manipulation tactic and mind game the York lady had up her sleeve. He was no stranger to the power games ViVi played, nor was he unfamiliar with her powerful family or her father.
ViVi's skin bristled just remembering everything that this man's surname implied, and the enormous gap in knowledge and control that she felt between them. The woman, made to conquer every unsuspecting gentleman and lady, came across the guy who seemed to have all the secrets to rule and discreetly look down on her.
The noble accepted the contract, as it was everything she wanted. Designed specifically for her, and terrifyingly prepared with premeditation before ViVi could even haggle with them, because there was nothing to haggle over, nothing to suggest.
She wasn't the only one paying attention to the place, it seemed; the place had also been paying attention to her... from the moment she walked through its doors the first time she visited.

Before the pub:

She was not just another privileged child among the snobs, who were now entering a very dark side of the world. Viviane was a York, and as such, she held her head high, with pride as grand as her mansion, fearing no one and ignorant of nothing.
Born talented, with her mother's beauty and her father's mind, she felt as if the world were her palace, and she was the one who should occupy the throne that no one else could. Because it was hers, no one else's!
From childhood, the little devil learned one of her greatest dogmas from her father: to have in your power what others want is to have them at your service. He taught her this while showing her what money can give you if you are the one who wields it, while others crawl like addicts at your hand for it.
From then on, the Third Queen's calculating and narcissistic nature began to develop. Accustomed to being surrounded by servile people whose pay was to keep her pleased and not their wages, ViVi embraced the idea of studying every person who interested her, given that keeping someone happy is keeping them at your service, and also realising that most people cannot say no when they become obsessed with something or someone. Thus, the succubus learned the value of the strongest emotion known—love. Which, mixed with lust, and in the hands of a woman like her, only meant one thing: danger for all, power for her.
Now there was an empire waiting for its queen, just as there had been one waiting for its king, her father. Though ViVi's kingdom would be far removed from business, be closely related to something more interpersonal. However, her father was paranoid.
She loved him, but she hated that he was obsessed with not seeing his just daughter in anyone's clutches. Nor did she want to catch her wasting herself on anything other than being beautifully desirable. Thus, a desire grew in her to take revenge with her charms on any unsuspecting people who dared to get too close to Miss York.
Since she could not be free to do as she pleased, then someone else would pay the consequences.
Like all wise women, she was indifferent to the social status of others, as they were all mere stepping stones, useful for reaching higher and pleasing her, and sooner or later they were all delighted to be part of her throne. Whether they were servants, boyfriends, friends or her own family members.
In her eagerness to feel free, she found a taste for venting her frustration through the pain of others. And she still seeks to repeat the feeling of pleasure she got from subjugating others without repercussions the first time. How strong she felt when she was on top of someone, how much it drove her crazy to know that she had someone drooling over her or crawling on the floor at her feet, was evocative in her, almost intoxicating. Ropes became her best friends, and her craving for attention, the greatest weapon against anyone who resisted her...
When she was around 18, she finally escaped her father's control, and it was then that she discovered Gart's Pub, where she would begin her career in wrestling and her journey to find her kingdom of lust and sadism, the world that would give her everything she wanted without her having to ask for it, in exchange only for her to move freely with whoever stepped into the ring with her.

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Personality

ViVi is a girl who loves having someone to ask for favours, both inside and outside the ring. She embodies the figure of a woman who knows she has the charisma to give orders to others. She doesn't like being asked for favours, especially when she's not interested in playing with you, and she's interested in winning over someone she doesn't yet have in her collection of slaves.
Dominant and narcissistic, she loves to plan her conquests, her day, and everything else in detail. She often gets frustrated when people imply that she is small (either physically or figuratively), or that she cannot have what she wants just because she wants it more. However, this does not mean that she is someone who sits around waiting for things to be served up to her on a plate. She will always act to get what she wants, moving heaven and earth if necessary, or devising the most complex plans to get what she seeks.
She has shown a certain degree of empathy towards some people and shows a lot of affection and approval to those who serve her. Also, despite having some rather pronounced personality traits, she is not ruthless with those who pay attention to her, as long as they do not disappoint or harass her.
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Relationships

Girlfriend:
Friends:Nombre

Allies:It has not

Rivals: It has not

Crushes:It has not

Enemies:It has not
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Trivia

She likes sweet things as well as sour things, so a good way to flatter her is with a sweet that has both.
ViVi does not like to lose. If she falls, it is not wise to expect a hug and praise from her. She will most likely take revenge with a kick between the legs or some move that shows she did not lose because she was weak. That or she will throw a tantrum.
S. Valentine considers herself a queen and works day in and day out to achieve this status to everybody. This means she is very aware of the cost of everything, both logistically and financially. Don't be surprised if you find out that some of her most extravagant matches have been financed by herself.
Her personal mission is to turn everyone into her followers, with all that that entails: followers, slaves, servants, simps. She likes everything that comes with being the person they love and please.
She does not discriminate; she will take on both gentlemen and ladies, as long as she can do so in front of 10 or more people.
She is known to interfere in choosing her opponents, although there are times when she is consumed by anxiety because Gael does not let her manipulate the selection.
Perhaps beneath that pride hides someone who just wants a hug, said a fool before his head was caught between her legs, knocked out with a squeeze. That same fool was the lucky one she took to her flat for a week. What happened during that time, no one knows.
She usually writes a secret script, where she describes what she will do to her opponent, how the match will end, and even details their dialogue. But in the heat of the moment, this script is forgotten or modified to include things she thought were better.
None of her scripts ended with her losing.
There is a rumour that she forged her documents to sign up for her first fight at Gart's pub when she was 17, not 18. It is said that she was a few months short of the legal age to participate, but that she did so in order to have a bargaining chip against the pub at some point, perhaps to take over the premises or do whatever she wanted with it while the owner indulged her every whim. But that plan did not turn out as profitable as she had hoped. Still, it shows her courage and determination to do whatever she wants.