#4 Vienna

I’m finally caught up. Lad and Vienna are the first two characters that exist in the same universe, and will probably be the only ones. I’d just like to warn that Vienna’s character is a little silly, at least when it comes to her powers.

Character Summary: A young superheroine who wants nothing more than to be normal. After being the subject of a mad science experiment, she found herself with incredible superpowers—as well as a new arch-enemy.

Full Name: Vienna Marie Martinez

Age: 25

Birth Date: May 12^th, 1986

Birthplace: Fairpalm, Arizona, USA

Current Residence: Sentinel City, USA

Occupation: Shoe Saleswoman at Pretty in Pumps

Family

• Nestor Martinez (Father)
• Sofia Martinez (Mother)
• Kia Martinez (Younger Sister)

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Green

Race/Nationality: American

Other: She has extraordinarily curly hair that’s at times unmanageable. Alongside that on her list of unmanageable things is her “meltdown” cycle: every now and then, she’ll begin to melt, just the same as a popsicle would on a hot day. This her body’s way of reacting to the chemicals used in the experiment.

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Listen, what do you want from me? I’m a shoe saleswoman, whoop-dee-do. I’m not interesting. I’m not someone you’d deliberately seek out and ask weird questions about. I’m just like you: I wake up every morning in my crappy apartment, make myself a crappy, microwave-heated breakfast, and go on my way. I bust my butt at a job that doesn’t appreciate me and try my hardest not to be hit by a car on my way home from work. Right? That’s all I am.

…but you know, don’t you? You know about the whole…powers thing. And if you do—and if what you’re trying to do by talking to me is bribe me, or use it against me, well…who’ll believe you? Think about it. Do I look any different than you? Feel any different than you? Nope. No, I don’t. What you—and what that psycho Gallion chick—don’t get is that I just…I just want to be normal. I can’t be blamed for that, right? I just want to be like you, or like that guy walking down the street. I didn’t ask for this.

It was a mistake, me getting these powers. I’d read all of those comics, watched all of those movies. You know the ones; average guy gets in contact with some weird chemical or something and becomes super powered. How was I supposed to know that any of it was true? That it’d actually happen? I was told that that experiment was safe, that it was just for make-up or something like that. How was I…how was I supposed to know that the guy running the thing was off his rocker? What was I supposed to do? And now I’m stuck like this, stuck in this body that’s barely mine. And don’t even get me started on Gallion—crazy witch thinks it was my fault! I had nothing to do with it, you understand? It wasn’t my fault! I had no idea, no idea that I could do something like that. And now she’s out to get me ‘cause of something I didn’t even realize I did until she burst through a frickin’ door and pointed a sword in my face.

…If you want a superhero or something like that, go talk to that Land guy. I don’t have anything to do with this whole superhero scene. I don’t want anything to do with it. I just want to sell shoes, get married, settle down and have more kids than any normal woman would want. Is that really too much to ask?

…Just go, alright? And don’t bother talking to me again unless you want to buy a pair of shoes.

Category: 2011, Drama, Superhero