Post by Veronica Rose on Apr 13, 2015 16:10:19 GMT -5
VERONICApaigeROSE
HUMAN
Shes doin' what shes doin'
and shes doin' it well.
She lines 'em all up just to
knock 'em all down.
She only been here for a minute
but she already knows.
It's whatever she wants
and it's anything goes.
Shes doin' what shes doin'
and shes doin' it well.
She lines 'em all up just to
knock 'em all down.
She only been here for a minute
but she already knows.
It's whatever she wants
and it's anything goes.
PERSONAL INFORMATION
NICKNAME:: Veronica, V, or Ronnie. Last two for people that she's known for awhile
AGE:: 21
GENDER:: Female
OCCUPATION:: Mercenary
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION::
Veronica Rose is played by: Shelley Hennig. V stands at a normal 5'8" and although she looks to not be that strong, that is most definitely wrong. She isn't very defined with her muscles, but thanks to years of training she can pack quite a punch. Her skin is pretty tan thanks to constantly being outside and although she was homeless for a while her skin stayed clear of acne, she constantly thanks her genes for this. Her hair is dark brown and normally kept with a slight curl, as she doesn’t want to take the time to straighten it. Her eyes can change depending on the lighting. Outside when it’s sunny they can look an almost warm brown, resembling dark honey, color. But at night or in darker environments they are a darker brown. The only makeup she ever really wears is a little eyeliner and mascara. She can never really paint her nails as with her profession, they polish could crack very easily.
As for clothing, V chooses to wear clothes that are easy to move in. She does a lot of running or fighting and constricting clothing doesn’t really work all too well. Ronnie tends to wear jeans, boots, and just a normal v-neck type of t-shirt (sometimes just a t-shirt). If she is riding her motorcycle, you can see her also wearing a leather jacket that used to belong to her mother. She doesn’t go for top brand clothes as they would get ruined. Even though her clothing is simple, it does work for her and she makes the simple clothing look hot.
SPECIES INFORMATION
HUMAN
Plans: I plan on keeping Veronica a human. After all, she is a mercenary and a majority of the time is after the supernatural.
PERSONALITY INFORMATION
LIKES::
*Money
*Travelling
*Working out (i.e. running, kickboxing)
*Night time
*Energy drinks
*Her work equipment
DISLIKES::
*Coffee/soda
*Cars, much prefers her motorcycle
*The supernatural
*Anything having to do with math and statistics
*Being reminded of her history
POSITIVE::
*Stealthy
*Sharp eyesight
*Focused
*Quick leaner, how else could she know how to fight, shoot, and fix her motorcycle.
*Manipulative
NEGATIVE::
*Impulsive
*Slightly uneducated
*Quick to anger if you say the right thing
*Sarcastic
*Blunt
FEARS::
*Death, funny considering her occupation
*Feeling like a failure to her parents
*Getting arrested
GOALS::
*To get enough money that she can give up her job
*Find a place to call home.
HOBBIES::
*Driving her motorcycle
*People watching, not in the creepy way, she just likes to try and pick out the supernatural from the mundane
HABITS::
*Slipping into her British accent when she gets annoyed.
*Flicking open one of her pocket knives when stressed.
*Biting her lip when really focused.
GENERAL::
Veronica has gone through some major crap in her life and that has shaped her into the lady she is today. When she was younger she was actually a very sweet yet naïve little girl. But that started changing when she learned who her parents really were. She’s always been a quick learner and easily picked up anything she became interested in. Because of this, things didn’t always slip past her mind, she just didn’t particularly like bringing them up. She has very keen eyesight, and will notice the little things on someone. Even if it just a few hours difference, she’d be able to tell if someone fell on the ground from a small scrap on their arm. This helped whenever she had to figure out what people would be good to pickpocket on. She is also very stealthy and can sneak up on even the most suspicious of people. How else would she be able to steak a vampire through the heart? She is also very focused and when given a task will almost never stray from it. The quicker that she does things the easier it’ll be to get paid and she is really all about money since it what keeps her fed and her motorcycle fueled.
She is a pretty quick learner and can watch someone for a while and be able to figure out how he or she would fight and what would be her best option to combat him or her with. She is very manipulative and quick to get people to be on her side of things or give her things even if she isn’t deserving of them. She has times where she can be impulsive, gets it from her dad, and will rush things without thinking them through entirely. This hasn’t backfired on her just yet, although she does have a few scars from that. Running away from the orphanage at a pretty young age, did have its’ drawbacks. She hasn’t received her high school diploma and isn’t very smart. Of course, if she reads up on it or gets hands on approach she is fine, but math and science wise she absolutely stinks. There are some things that you don’t want to bring up around Veronica and most of them revolve around her parents. They are always a tough spot that closes her up and gets her angry. Of course there are other things that anger her and you’ll know when she’s angry because her accent will come out nice and strong.
Although Ronnie can be a nice girl, she is sarcastic and blunt, even to those she finds herself being friends with. She hasn’t had very many friends, considering her occupation, and hasn’t ever fallen in love. She has come extremely close to it though, but she got scared and ran away. She couldn’t really have been blamed when she never saw it in front of her. She never really knew love, apart from the love a mother has for her daughter. If Ronnie does warm up to you, you’ll find yourself with someone who will have your back no matter the circumstance, but she’ll also be the one to pull you out of a burning building and then proceed to call you dumb for getting stuck there in the first place.
HISTORY
FAMILY::
*Brooke Rose~Mother~Human~Deceased
*Kurt Rose~Father~Human~Deceased
PLACE OF ORIGIN:: England
LOCATION:: Living in the town
HISTORY::
The story of Veronica started when her parents, Brooke and Kurt, met on the job. This wasn’t just the ordinary office job either. Kurt and Brooke were both mercenaries, or killers for hire. They’d do anything as long as the pay was good. As it so happens, Kurt was hired to kill this guy, while Brooke was hired to protect him at all costs. It turned into a sticky situation very quickly. Brooke had never had to kill anyone going after someone she was protecting and although she wasn’t against it, for some reason it didn’t sit well that she’d have to kill this guy named Kurt. It was also the first time Brooke ever backed out of a job and let Kurt do his business. Sure, the people that hired her were pissed, but what were they going to do? Hire someone to get rid of her? Oh wait. That’s exactly what they did.
Those same people actually ended up hiring Kurt to go after her. At first Kurt was all for it. He was getting paid quite the pretty penny for it. But then he saw her, he hadn’t seen her the first time, and well, it was almost a love at first sight kind of thing. Kurt also backed out of it. Soon enough, they were both running from that family. Figuring it would be better to be able to watch each other’s backs, they ran together. It was difficult at first. They were both trained killers who had learned not to really trust anyone. But after many nights, both drunk and sober, things started changing. They realized they could trust each other. That trust was put to the ultimate test about six months down the road. The family that was after them had caught up to them, and they had been trapped into a corner without any way out. It was a last second decision that had Kurt stepping forward with arms raised.
He was giving himself up. He somehow managed to convince them that he was alone. And Brooke had the misfortune of hearing a crack of the neck. When she heard the footsteps leave, she looked out and saw Kurt’s body lying there. The people hadn’t had to get close either. They were specialists and one had the power of a sort of telepathy that they had used to snap Kurt’s neck from a far distance. Brooke had fallen to her knees next to him and had cried for what seemed like hours. By the time she had stopped, it was almost morning and she was wiping her tears away and locking away her heart. She couldn’t love anyone with her profession. It was just too risky. But she would end up falling in love again, although a different kind, only a few short months later. After bouts of morning sickness and tiredness, and mood swings she had gone to the doctor to find out she was pregnant.
Shocked was an understatement. How was she supposed to raise a child when she was always on the move? Sure she had enough money to be able to settle down and raise her, but that wasn’t how she was. She didn’t want to lose the little girl though. This person growing inside her was her last true connection to Kurt. Until the child was born, Brooke stayed in a nearby hotel to ensure that she’d be able to get to the hospital if anything went wrong. For the time being, she turned off her phone and made it so that she disappeared and no one could get a hold of her. Finally came the day that little Veronica was born. Brooke fell in love with the soft brown eyes instantly and she pledged to raise her little girl right.
Of course her pledge stayed until Brooke became of age that she was able to start going to school. She always wondered why she and her mom never lived in a house liked everyone else at her school. But Veronica never questioned it. As she grew up, she started noticing things about her mother. Her mom would come home extremely late, and sometimes not at all. Ronnie would start staying with relatives for days at a time, and each time her mom would show up, V would be so happy to see her, but the relatives would be pissed. Brooke would apologize profusely and while her mom was occupied, Veronica would notice that her mom had a new cut, or a new bruise. She would always ask her mom about it, but Brooke would switch the topic to something else. It was always easy to distract the younger girl.
It wasn’t until Veronica was around the age of eight that things started to fall into place and she was really too young to understand the full impact of what she would come to learn. It was at a time that Veronica was just getting back from school. She was at the hotel earlier than her mom was and she noticed a bag lying open on her mom’s bed. Curiousity got the best of the little girl and before long she was peering inside to see things she had only ever seen on TV. There were multiple guns, both small and large, daggers, knives, and other weapons. What really caught her interest were the wooden stakes and vials of flowers and other plant looking things. She didn’t touch any of it, it was too scary for the young girl. But when her mom came home and saw her daughter looking in the bag, she flipped. It was Brooke’s own fault for leaving the stuff out, but she knew V was too young to understand what she would have to tell her daughter.
She promised her daughter that she would explain everything when she got older. It wasn’t until two years longer that that promise would fall through. Veronica got the news while she was at school. Her mother had died in a tragic car accident on her way to pick her up from school early. No one understood why she was coming to get Veronica, but it seemed as if her missions had caught up to her once again and the specialist family was out to get her again. She had been planning to leave town once again. On the off chance that something would happen to her, she begged her family to not make an appearance to claim V. The family had been infuriated but had understood the reasoning that the specialist family might come after V. It would be safer for her if she went to an orphanage and left the family completely.
So there she was sent. 10 years old, with only a small luggage bag filled with some clothes and other items. It wasn’t until she was emptying her bag that she came across some things her mother had stashed in there. There was a book, filled with information, and pictures. Everything from werewolves to vampires, from banshees to witches, information on what things were deadly to each thing. For a 10 year old, this matter was way too heavy. But V stayed up through the night and read. The next couple nights she couldn’t sleep. After all, the little girl had read things no one her age should have. It changed the little girl. All the strangers that came through the building to see if they wanted to adopt a child there were considered something in that book. She didn’t trust anyone. And because of this, she started hiding out and pushing people away.
The first place gave up on her after a year. She was sent to another orphanage that claimed to be really good with troubled kids. At first, Ronnie hated it there. Everyone else there was so mean and would try to take her things. It wasn’t until she was 11 years old that she met Alex and things started to change. No matter how hard she tried to get Alex to leave her along, he wouldn’t. Hell, there was even a time when he protected her from a couple other orphans that had cornered her. After that day, it was she who wouldn’t leave him alone. As they grew up, so did her feelings for him.
But she didn’t know how to handle these feelings. She had never seen her mother with a guy, so she wasn’t even sure if these feelings were real. She’d only ever seen them on TV and you were taught from a young age not to really believe TV. Not only that, but everything that she had read at 10 years old had stuck in her mind. Everyone was one of those things in her mind. Not only that, but the way it vividly described the right ways to kill each of those supernaturals was disturbing. V started assuming that her mom had to have been doing something that involved it. But she didn’t let anyone know her thoughts. They would think she was crazy and would probably put her in a nut house.
She had also been in the orphanage for three years, putting her at 14. It was then that she started really acting out. Ronnie didn’t want to be in an orphanage. She wanted to be with her family. But no one believed that the little girl did have any. After all, it had been all these years since her mother had died and no one had stepped forward. Soon enough, Ronnie was the one who was starting fights. She even started swiping wallets and stealing cash. She was getting ready for something big and needed all the cash she could get. Even with all this bad behavior, her feelings for Alex were still growing. But she wasn’t the only one with the feelings. It didn’t take long for the older boy to start showing his feelings. This type of thing in an orphanage wasn’t really allowed, but V didn’t care. She was going to leave anyways. They hid their relationship pretty good. It was the hidden kisses in closets or behind peoples back type of thing.
But as she got older and her feelings got more intense. She didn’t know how to stop it, so she did the only thing she had ever done with her mom. She ran. It was really hard at first. She was only 16 and had no idea where to go. The only place she knew by heart was the old hotel that she and her mom had lived in for most of her life. So with the small amount of money that she had, she headed there. It took a couple months, but when she finally arrived she was relieved to be able to get the exact room that they had stayed in. When she walked in the room, it was like a sense of nostalgia came over her. She actually had to sit down as memories of her mother started replaying over in her head.
After a couple hours of that she ended up trying to find some sort of clue that her mom may of left behind about how to contact her old family. But there was nothing. Of course there wasn’t anything. It had been six years. Too many people had come through here and whatever her mom may have left had to be tossed out years ago. Out of anger, she picked up one of the books about the area and threw it at the wall. The way the book hit the wall and made a weird echo had Ronnie turning back slowly. She looked from where the book lay on the ground to the wall where it had hit. Her eyebrows had furrowed as she stepped forward and started knocking lightly on the wall. As she knocked, she realized that there was a small area that sounded hollow compared to where the rest of the wall sounded hard. She looked around the room multiple times before her eyes landed on one of the wooden chairs in the room.
She hesitated only a moment before picking up the chair and using the backrest to smash the chair against the wall. A leg broke off and that’s when she dropped the chair and picked up the leg. She took the leg and started pounding it against the wall. After a couple hits, the wall started smashing through. When she got it big enough that she could fit her hand in, she did and felt around. As her hand traced over cold metal, she recoiled sharply and started at the wall before almost frantically starting to tear the wall down. A few hours later there was a hole in the wall about the size of her. She stared in shock at all the weapons there. It seemed that everything she had seen in her mothers bag that one time all those years ago was there. Ronnie wasn’t the same girl as back then. Instead of fearing away from them, she reached in and started pulling everything out and laying it on the bed.
She was even surprised by a small note tucked inside a bag big enough to carry all these in. In shock, she sat down on the bed and read over the note. It explained everything. Who her mother was, what she did, even things about her father, and Ronnie couldn’t stop herself from breaking down as she read the last part. Her mother had died not from a car accident, but from going back to stop the specialist family once and for all. The payday would’ve been huge. Ronnie dropped the later that was ended with a ”Love Always, Mom” and fell on the bed with a blank face. She glanced over to the door and noticed that it was locked before curling up under the covers and thinking over everything. Her eyes never strayed from the weapons for the rest of the night.
The night was sleepless and when the morning sun broke through the curtains, Ronnie’s mind was made. She packed up the whole bag, every weapon, and item she had there and left the hotel. Luckily, the note also had an address on it, and that’s where she was headed. It took a couple more months to get there and by that time, Ronnie had turned 17, if she had thought leaving would make Alex leave her mind she had been wrong. He was still there and when Veronica stepped into the building she couldn’t help but wonder what he would’ve thought of this. If Ronnie was expecting something fancy, that was the complete opposite of what she got. When she entered the place, it was almost like a training camp. There were some people shooting guns, others throwing knives, some fighting, and some looking through books. It was all very intriguing but also nerve-wracking.
It wasn’t until she came to a desk and told the lady that her mother had sent her, and had given the lady her name, that things started to fall into place. The lady had looked at her with wide eyes before speaking quickly into a phone. Soon enough there was another girl and guy walking towards her. They were much older than her and when they approached Veronica they didn’t say anything but asking her to follow them. Veronica hesitated only a moment before following behind them, after all her mother had left them the address. It was hours later that Veronica really had a grasp on everything; even what her mom wanted her to do. She couldn’t believe that her mom wanted her to follow in her footsteps, but there was a part of her that was all for it. Specialists had killed her mother and the father she had never met just because they didn’t want to do what the family had wanted to do. If just specialists did that, then what could the other things do?
So Ronnie stayed. She trained and trained and trained for a couple years. Although the training was rigorous, she enjoyed it. She wasn’t as angry a person as she once was. But by the time she was 20, she didn’t want to be here anymore. She wanted to get out into the world. She still had the occasional thought of Alex and because of this, she couldn’t start any sort of relationship with anyone. They all just felt off. She was already getting people calling her and trying to hire her. Of course she started easy. Protecting some people for small cash. It wasn’t until she got her first job in killing a vampire that she actually left the academy. She had gained plenty of money through her petty jobs, but this was a big one that sent her to the United States. It was already hard enough standing out with her British accent, but not knowing anything about America was even harder.
It was much harder to carry weapons over here. So she stuck to the small stuff. Small guns, throwing knives, stakes, even thermo wires. It was actually easy to get jobs in America. And so many supernaturals thought they were safe, so jobs were decently easy, as long as she stuck to the young ones. It wasn’t until she heard word of huge pay offs in Collision Falls that she headed to the place infested with supernatural. Little did she know that she’d meet someone she thought she left behind back in England.
THE PLAYER
YOUR NAME:: Summer
EXPERIENCE:: Long enough lol
OTHER CHARACTERS:: Summer Frost, Chase Taylor, Peeta Taylor, Mason Mavericks, Nick Miller, Emi Nakamura, Lacy Winters, Asher Clarke, and Damon Lane
ORIGINAL?:: Original
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Not needed.