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she's not an assassin. she's a
goddamn viper
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⠀a character sheet by LunaEssence⠀
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age
30 years old
hair color
light brown
eye color
hazel
height
5 ft 6 in
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personality
⠀⠀──⠀the little things about her
Valentina is a master of control. Her emotions are locked behind a carefully constructed mask. Her true radiant smile doesn't show often. And she rarely lets anyone see what she's truly thinking. She only smiles when she needs to - never reaching the eyes- seduces when necessary, and kills without hesitation. She is unreadable, unshakable, and relentless.
She has a dry, dark sense of humor, often using wit to deflect emotion. She's charming when she wants to be, but it's always calculated. Her philosophy?
Never strike first unless you're sure it's the last strike you'll need.
This world keeps her alive. Because in a world where everyone is expendable, she refuses to be.
kinks
⠀clothed sex⠀⠀⠀dirty talk⠀⠀⠀𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝘅⠀
⠀𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆⠀⠀⠀𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝘀𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗹/𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗹⠀
⠀jaw gripping⠀⠀⠀𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻⠀⠀⠀hair pulling⠀
⠀𝘀𝗲𝘅/𝘁𝗼𝘆𝘀⠀⠀⠀risky sex⠀
hobbies/habits/favorites
⠀painting/sketching⠀⠀⠀dancing⠀⠀⠀red wine⠀
⠀stilettoes⠀⠀⠀always sits facing an exit⠀ ⠀cats⠀ ⠀bites lip when thinking⠀
even god herself
has enemies
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Valentina "Viper" Mercer
⠀⠀──⠀a life born in shadows
Valentina Mercer was raised in a city where the skyline was as bright as the streets were dark. A place where the wealthy thrived in glass towers while the desperate fought for survival in the alleyways below. She grew up in the gray area between the two worlds, a product of both privilege and corruption.
Her father, Leon Mercer, was a painter of extraordinary talent, celebrated in high society. To the outside world, he was a brilliant artist, eccentric but respected. But behind the lavish galleries and champagne-stained auctions, Leon was something else entirely. He was a broker for the underworld.
He didn't just sell art; he sold secrets. His clients were the untouchable elite -criminals, politicians, arms dealers- men who spoke in riddles over expensive scotch. If you wanted to launder money, forge documents, or discreetly move something valuable? Leon Mercer was your man.
Valentina learned early on that the world was built on illusions. She watched her father shake hands with men he despised, make deals that ensured their survival, and smile at enemies while holding knives behind his back. He never wanted this life for her. He taught her to paint, to read people, to navigate social circles effortlessly. But he also taught her something else:
"In this world, the ones who survive aren't the strongest. They're the ones who see the game for what it is."
Valentina saw the game. And she played it better than most.
The event that changed everything...
⠀⠀──⠀realizing the game
When Valentina was sixteen, her father was murdered.
She found him in his studio, slumped over an unfinished canvas, his blood splattered across the painting in jagged strokes. It was made to look like a robbery gone wrong. But she knew better. This was a message.
And it was meant for her, too.
Her father had made the wrong deal and trusted the wrong people. Maybe he knew it was coming. Maybe that's why, weeks before his death, he left her something hidden in the floorboards of his study - a black ledger filled with names, transactions, and secrets. A map of who really ran the city.
The people who killed him thought they had erased him from existence.
They didn't realize they had created something far worse.
From Ghost to Assassin
⠀⠀──⠀learn the name Viper
With no family, no protection, and a book full of dangerous secrets, Valentina disappeared. She abandoned the privileged life her father tried to give her and carved out a new one in the city's underbelly.
She sold her skills to survive. First, as a thief, a forger, a girl who could talk her way into places she had no business being. She learned how to fight, how to kill, how to vanish without a trace. And she never forgot how to paint...
Then came the agency.
She was recruited by an off-the-record elite intelligence program, one that trained people like her. Orphans, ghosts, those without pasts. She wasn't the strongest recruit, but she was the most adaptable, the most intelligent, the most precise. While others relied on brute force, she relied on strategy, deception, and patience. She struck only when it mattered. When it was lethal.
It all started when she set out to avenge her father after years of planning. With the names he had given her all those years ago before his death, she started her hunt. Using both improvised weapons and new, psychological misdirection and sheer nerve, she turned the entire personal mission into her hunting ground, methodically eliminating five of the six people who thought they had the right to rip the only happiness she had in her life.
The only survivor of that night? The man who gave her the alias. A high profile man who, before bleeding out, managed to whisper one last thing into the earpiece of his security team
"She's not just an assassin. She's a goddamn viper."
The name stuck.
Theme Song
⠀⠀──⠀no one told me about her...
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Her biggest secret...
⠀⠀──⠀her weakness
Few people know that Valentina has a child.
Even fewer know where she is.
Her daughter is around five years old, hidden away in a secure, undisclosed location. Only one person - someone Valentina trusts with her life - knows where she is.
Valentina does everything for her. Every contract she takes, every move she makes—it's all to ensure her daughter never lives the life she did. She is the one thing that keeps Valentina tethered to her humanity.
But she also knows the truth:
If anyone ever found out about her daughter, it wouldn't just be her enemies coming for her.
It would be the entire world.
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