Veronika Montblanc

[VERONIKA MONTBLANC]

VERONIKA MONTBLANC

Luka Megurine-VOCALOID

I want you to know that I see
all the reasons why you fail

Full name: Veronika Montblanc
Nicknames: Ve-ve
Gender:Female
Age/ date of birth: December 3rd//19
Birthplace: Piseus
Status and occupation: Veronika doesn't have a job yet she seems to make money. She doesn't know how or why she just ends up with enough money in her account to pay off her bills, and clothe herself. She is a serial killer in her spare time, so she mostly doesn't do anything. Mostly to avoid any attention to be drawn to her she doesn't talk at all. She however does go to college so she won't seem out of the ordinary.

Virus Gene Progress: ----
Health:----

I've seen all your motivations
Ones for good and ones for hell

Ability: She is extremely smart for her age. She surpasses even high-up scientists, but she rather use her brain for bad instead of good.
Strength:

• Incredibly smart.- She has a rather high IQ but doesn't like to let people know her genius show. She acts average even though a lot is going in her brain as you speak with her. Sometimes she lets it slip out and talks in very...big words.
  
• Able to build pretty much anything- If she wants to build it, then damn, she'll build it. She's built a bomb, de-assembled, it, and then re-assembled it for fun again. She isn't thinking of bombing anything, but rather use weapons to kill of people.
  
• Always able to hide her true self- She can act like anyone as she so wishes, especially since she puts up the valley hill girl thing a lot. Though sometimes she'll be confused on how to act and you will easily tell that she isn't what she's acting.
  
• Enhanced Skills-Now, she has some sort of sixth sense from killing so many times. She is able to tell when someone is coming and the exact time. It isn't really a power, but rather something she has learned to do over the years. Call it guess and wait if you will.
  

Weakness:

• Isn't very strong or fast- With having such a high IQ of course she doesn't have time to go work out and enhance her speed and strength. Studying takes up your time, but at least its worth it.
  
• Makes huge errors- She's only human. Sometimes she'll mess up whatever she does and end up going to jail. She can escape easily, its just that whenever a wire touched another wire sometimes the plan will blow up in her face. Quite literally.
  
• Judges too much- She judges. And then she waits. She'll jump into one conclusion without thinking it over. Most of the time she will think your something and end up being wrong and having her ass kicked.
  

Weapons: Like anyone who lived in a place where the infection is the highest she carries around a knife in case she wants a quick kill.
Inventory:A blue choker. Wears quite frequently.

When you close your eyes to see
The truth that's inside me

Length:5'6
Weight:110
Build:Curvy, extremely skinny. Likes to consider herself deformed.
Voice: Low and husky, not really common with mose kids
Face:Kind of puffy.
Hair:Dyed pink due to insanity and other reasons. Very long reaching her back
Eyes:Turquoise with big round eyes.
Scars and/or birthmarks:----
Clothing style:Read below
Descriptive appearance: Very punk/gothic style. She likes to call it vintage but can be considered one of the two.

If you had eyes to see down inside your stomach
Then you would understand what I mean

Likes:

• Building bombs
  
• Killing people
  
• Candy
  
• Books, or learning for that matter
  
• Staying in the dark
  

Dislikes:

• Being wrong
  
• Being made fun of for her nerdy interests
  
• Finding the cops searching her house
  
• Listening to her neighbors gossip about her
  
• Being so...alone.
  

Phobia's/ fears: She's afraid to go to jail. She always freezes the bodies and tosses it into some lake or something. She double checks to leave no evidence, but hey she slips up sometimes. the pinkette was on trial one time, but if it weren't for the witness confusing her for someone else she might've been sitting in jail getting raped.
Ambition/ desires: She deep, really deep down wants to break free from her insanity. But its usually something thats surpressed, so it isn't much of a dream.
Descriptive personality:Even though she doesn't talk, she can be very demanding and easily irritated. If you do something wrong she will get truly angry and start an argument with you to fix whatever you did wrong. She has emotions and can't hide them like she wants to but that doesn't mean she'll start to bawl in class. Frowning and smiling are the only obvious ways to guess at her moods, but be aware that if you say something she doesn't like it she'll kill you. Literally. The greatest fear she has is going to jail. Something about it scares her to death, maybe it was because she doesn't want to get raped or maybe it was because if she was caught killing so many people she could be put on death row.

You can't limit me
With all your gross mistakes

Family Tree:
Jessie Montblanc- Mother. Was the first to go down. Married Veronika's father for money, too bad her daughter was corrupted and ended up killing her mother before she had a chance to kill him herself. Her mother's family was corrupt, so only naturally she was herself. Veronika might have inherited some of her traits to kill all the time, she isn't quite sure.

Austin Montblanc- Father. He's went through so many divorices, but its only natural when your a very rich man. He also wasn't there for his daughter half the time so he wasn't aware of what she did and her strange hobbies. Later cut up into several pieces and fed to Veronika's dog.
Past:
Veronika was a fine child. Gifted, and she expressed it often. Her parents were tycoon’s, making some sort of weapon against Neogena’s for civilian’s. It sold well when the outbreak started and the business was handed down from generation to generation. Veronika had no brothers or sisters, just her. And naturally they expected her to rule the company with an iron fist and pass on their hate for Neogena’s. Though, whenever she passed on from the fifth grade…she snapped. She began to withdraw herself into her room more and more growing distant from the few friends she made. The female would go days without eating, living on the water on her work desk. Her parents worried about her health and what she was doing, but they were too scared to go in to see what she was doing. The sounds coming from the room scared them to no end; the manic laughter of their daughter and the sound of something getting cut. She made sure she put a lock on her door carrying a key to her room; just one, and if she found duplicate’s she would make sure they were destroyed or hidden very well. Sometimes, in an extreme situation she ate the key. Finally, her father broke into her room after picking the lock and glancing inside his daughter’s room. He was absolutely terrified at his daughter’s large room. He expected everything to be white with stuffed animals poking everywhere but instead of getting that he got a nice gory picture of this hell.

Her room was very large, and since they lived in such a big house no one could probably hear the sounds of screaming. He inferred that around three men’s bodies piled in a corner. They’re hands were cut off as their feet were bounded together while they were placed in bags stacked upon each other. What scared the man is that the walls were black and floor was covered with the red liquid they called blood. Knifes of all sizes and a few guns were placed on her dresser and shelves. The books he filled up where filled with ways to stab, and the anatomy of humans. Her poor father then looked to her vanity mirror to see several men’s mug shots, some with red X’s crossed out on them with lipstick. And some had a circle with a sticky note attached that was written in a language he didn’t understand. Turning around quickly he was met face to face with his daughter. The girl who killed those men. She smirked stepping closer to her father as he stepped back. “Father…why are you in my room?” He growled as he stared at this monster. “What’s wrong with you?! Killing all these innocent men and putting they’re limbs in jars!” He watched as the female snorted putting her hands behind her back. She seemed to be holding something, he couldn’t tell what it was but it was something. “You monster! Wait until I tell your mother!” He screamed at her looking for a way to get out but finding no way to escape without Veronika cutting him off. The female let out a terrible laugh before staring at her father with a smirk on her face. She held up her hand showing her mother’s decapitated head. It was frozen in terror, obviously about to cry out for help. Veronika stepped forward as her father began to curse her name. Giggling while holding her mouth she noticed that blood was smeared all over her skin. “Now it’s your turn.” And with that a knife struck him through the chest as he fell to the ground lying in his own pool of blood.

Veronika grabbed her father’s body dragging him into her room to do ‘studies’. Ever since then she has inherited her father’s fortune, but she lives in a small house compared to the house she used to live in. Though the money she has left from her father is a huge sum, even though she can’t access it. It can only be opened at the worst times, like if she’s laying on her deathbed. Veronika never understood why she couldn’t access it but then thought it was because it was protected by a code that only her father knew. And since she killed him…well she couldn’t exactly inherit the money. The company she owns is laying in ruin, changing from an organization making weapons to a group to target the people she is to kill next. Her company is very corrupt, kidnapping kids to torturing innocent people on the street. Even though most people left the company it is a small group with around thirty members that operates discreetly under the government’s nose. The company itself is suffering from bankruptcy and was almost disbanded twice before Veronika finally ended the company herself; killing off the remaining members. The bodies were tossed into the desert; no one has found them, yet. Veronika however has been so addicted to killing people that she is a wanted serial killer. She finds it amusing that even the closest of her ‘friends’ assume that she is an innocent girl. Too bad that behind a pretty face lays a monster.

May you hold your breath to breathe
Your empty reality

Name: Sam
Age:Y'know
Gender:Female
Experience: 2 Years
Other chars: Nike Shooter

[VERONIKA MONTBLANC]

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Accepted =D Really nice profile!