Profile
【 PROFILE 】
The quiet but calculating secretary of Bruce Wayne is a bit of a mystery to everyone but Bruce himself, and Alfred, truth be told. She is pleasant, she is polite, she is timely, and she gets the job done - secretary in this case means organizing and filing information, scheduling meetings, things of that sort. Alfred still takes care of all the cooking and cleaning - but it's clear Domi earns her stay at the Wayne estate somehow. Could it have something to do with that body of hers...~?
... Yeah, I didn't think so either. As one of the very few sole keepers of Bruce Wayne's biggest secret, you can really only assume she's much savvier than she lets on.
| FULL NAME Victoria Domirana |
| NICKNAME Domi |
| AGE 29 |
| BIRTHDAY October 23rd (Libra) |
| RACE White |
| PRONOUNS She/her |
| BLOOD TYPE O+ |
| MBTI INFJ |
| ARCHETYPE Sexy Secretary |
| RESIDENCE The Wayne Estate |
| OCCUPATION Secretary to Mr. Wayne |
| ORIENTATION Bisexual |
| SOCIAL STATUS Wealthy |
| RELATIONSHIP Single |
STRENGTH
CONSTITUTION
DEXTERITY
INTELLIGENCE
WISDOM
CHARISMA
WILLPOWER
PERCEPTION
LUCK
【 PERSONALITY 】
On the surface, Domi is a professional lady - work comes first, but once you get to know her, you realize there's a girl with a lot of... Feelings, hidden under that icy but pleasant persona.
The dear girl is a worrier. She worries about Bruce, she worries about Alfred, and she's often worried about people she doesn't even know. If she senses something is off about a situation, her first instinct is to step in and make it make sense, or get people who could get hurt the hell out of dodge. It almost makes you wonder how much practice she's had, finding emergency exits.
She has wonderful manners as well, as she is a charming English lady with an illustrious upbringing... Wait, that's not exactly true, is it? We both know that her parents were... Well, anyway. The point is, she does love all the fine things in life, and she loves to be graceful.
A nurturer at her core - but is that always a good thing? Is it always healthy? Well... She's figuring out where those limits are, while also trying to let her poor tender heart feel for others every now and again. She's certainly read a lot of psychology and self help books, so she's well-versed in ideas of recovery.
【 STORY 】
EARLY LIFE
"Let's talk about when I was a human being."
It's certainly true that Domi grew up wealthy and well-cared for, but her life was anything but simple. Privileged, but complex in ways she doubts she will ever fully make sense of. You see, mum and daddy were - not BIG names, but names nonetheless - in the organized crime scene of Gotham, and Domi was their perfect little princess. She learned the ins and outs of socializing with the most dangerous men and women in this city.
So when Domi made a life for herself, joining a gang that was allied with her parents, her parents were pleased. But the trouble with a blossoming young woman spending all her time with troubled 25-30 year old men and women is that troubled people cause troubles. For you. And make you troubled. Listen.
TEENAGE YEARS
"Fine, I will become your weapon."
(TW: CSA, grooming)
I'm trying to get to something here - what happened was, she took on a therapeutic, almost motherly role to the boys and girls out there on the streets, but... Didn't they let her sit in their laps? Didn't they let her drink and play dirty card games with them? She remembers several incidents where they took her body and made her feel... Well, like she was doing an important job.
Giving them intimacy that they obviously couldn't get with the other members their own age was important. At least not as easily as one can with a teenage girl And she couldn't deny that the sexual attention was somewhat exciting. She felt like a beautiful little bird, flitting between the men and women of this gang, and giving them whatever comfort they needed - whether from a sweet little girl, a wise mother, or a lover.
... She was certain her heart was corrupted and would be forever, because this made her happy. It made her feel like her life had meaning.
ADULTHOOD
"If it was given by you, I would certainly be pleased to keep it."
Domi became a woman, and she climbed the social ladder of the criminal world, though not in ways one would normally consider exceptional. She was a glorified secretary, really - her life of taking care of and comforting grown mobsters was behind her, and she had only begun to unravel the fact that that life may have hurt her. But everything was perfect now! She was working for nearly the most well-known gangster in Gotham City, a man known as the Joker. This was exactly what she wanted. This is what she was made for!
But wait. Ooh-- did he really need to lock that woman in that dark cellar without food or water for three days? And what's he doing with that jester girl?! Wait-- this. This wasn't what she'd planned at all. The crime scene of Gotham was made up of some good boys and girls! Honest people, troubled as they were, who were just trying to get by in a society that would never let them succeed traditionally or legally... But... This Joker guy was something else. She knew she had to get away from this man before he started seeing her as a target, or... She didn't know what would happen to her. Not to mention the sheer amount of terror inflicted on his victims was not something she was interested in supporting through her labor.
It's a funny story, actually.
There she is late one night, slaving away at her desk for a monster, and she's been hearing this racket all night, like something popping. There's screaming. And somehow, she doesn't think to run and hide? The door is suddenly broken down right in front of her. It's storming outside. Flashes of lightning are her strongest light source in this room. She looks up, hair frazzled beyond belief, and there's the Batman. He's right there, and he's staring her down, until his eyes soften and he looks like he's meeting the gaze of a hostage.
Oops. Guess she did sort of consent to a hostage situation the second she started working for this "Clown Prince." Silly little girl.
In a moment of what could have only been called insanity - or, strangely enough, a moment of sanity in the lack thereof, she stood from her desk on wobbly ankles, and told the Batman to wait. Voice wavering, she made the Batman promise not to leave her here.
... She doesn't remember how that night went from that point on. All she remembers is closing her eyes and holding on tight to the fanciest fabric she had ever seen in her life. And she remembers popping. And she remembers screaming. Domi was then forever indebted to the man under the mask, and decided her life's new calling was to help this savior protect the innocent from monsters like this Joker fellow. Monsters who completely misunderstood the oppressed and downtrodden bodies he was standing on, proclaiming to be the "Prince of Crime."
【 DETAILS 】
ETYMOLOGY
Being very lightly based off of The White Queen from Lewis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland" series, for no particular reason, fuck you, Domi's entire name means grace and royalty.
APPEARANCE
| BODY BUILD Slender |
| HEIGHT Short-Mid Height |
| WEIGHT She's got nice curves, but she's slim |
| SKIN COLOUR Pale White |
| HAIR STYLE Shoulder-length, wavy |
| HAIR COLOUR Black |
| EYE SHAPE Often closed...? |
| EYE COLOUR Yellow, with pink eyelashes |
| DISTINGUISHING FEATURE(S) She's often seen in ridiculously high heels. |
| PREFERRED CLOTHING Lovely sexretary wear! Tight skirts and poofy blouses. |
| ACCESSORIES Unknown |
HEALTH
| GENERAL HEALTH Fair |
| POSTURE Straight |
| SMOKES? No |
| DRUGS? Not presently |
| PHYSICAL ILLNESSES, DISABILITIES, ETC. N/A |
| MENTAL ILLNESSES, DISABILITIES, ETC. PTSD, anxiety, depression, OSDD, mild tic disorder |
CONVERSATION
| WAY OF SPEAKING Proper |
| COMMON CONVERSATION STARTER "How do you do? I'm representing Mr. Bruce Wayne." |
| SWEARS? Rarely |
| QUIRKS? Sometimes her eye twitches slightly, as a nervous tic. |
QUOTES
| "I'm here on... Personal business." |
| "I do so hate law enforcement. They always show up an hour late, and they've got nothing to say or do." |
| "You're the worst! There's no way you'll ever be sane again...!!" |
LIKES
| Sweet coffee |
| Pastel colors |
| Doing her nails! <3 |
| Nurturing and caring for others |
| A particular nothing |
DISLIKES
| Injustice in any form |
| Most older men... |
| Bad manners or rudeness |
| Walking alone at night |
| Sour foods |
STRENGTHS
| Love |
| Courage |
| Determination |
| Work Ethic |
| Charisma |
WEAKNESSES
| Love |
| Overextension |
| Trauma |
| Insecurity |
| Low self worth |
HOBBIES
| Sketching with colored pencil |
| Singing |
| Going out on the town |
| Shopping |
| Drinking with friends |
HABITS
| Files her nails daily |
| Twitches her right eye |
| Biting her lower lip |
| Taps nails |
| Chews on pen caps |
SKILLS/ ABILITIES
| Charming others |
| Keeping track of information |
| Changing minds |
| Working behind the scenes |
| Running in high heels |
SECRETS
| What? |
| What is that supposed to mean? |
| She doesn't tend to keep secrets habitually. |
| But... Just hypothetically... If she DID have a secret... |
| How does she know she can trust you with it? |
FEARS
| Spiders |
| Being surrounded by well-dressed men |
| Being followed at night |
| Being sexualized against her will |
| Don't you dare. |
DREAMS/ GOALS
| To help others |
| To fight injustice quietly, behind the scenes |
| To learn how to trust others again |
| To find love |
| To get a certain house shut down permanently. |
FAVOURITES
| FOOD Fancy cakes |
| COLOUR Light teal |
| ANIMAL Dogs |
| NUMBER 5 |
| HOLIDAY Halloween |
| SEASON Winter |
| TIME OF DAY Nighttime... Somehow. |
| TYPE OF ART Soft, gentle pastels |
| GENRE OF MUSIC Jazz |
| GENRE OF LITERATURE Horror |
| GENRE OF SHOWS Drama |
| GENRE OF MOVIES ... Drama |
TRIVIA
| Domi has a seemingly unexplained hatred of Arkham Asylum as an institution. She describes it as somewhat like the blind leading the blind, except the blind have special seeing goggles that allow them to avoid the pit of lava and spikes that they are leading the other blind people into. |
| Domi is enchanted by the idea of tea parties with fancy little sandwiches and cakes, but she's too embarrassed to do it by herself. She is also too embarrassed to ask anyone to enjoy one with her. |
| Her polycule will one day consume the entire Eastern United States. |
| ... What? |
| ... ... Stop... Looking at her like that. |
【 RELATIONSHIPS 】
Bruce
Older brother figure
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Alfred
Father figure
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Dr. Brian Rain
Huh? What do you mean...
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Dr. Morel
A walk through the restricted section
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Jervis
TIME TO DIE, EVERYONE!
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Harley
The princess and the... Other princess?
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Jon
It was a romantic evening...
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The Joker
Faust smiled
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Name
Relationship
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