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Name: Veneva

Age: 25

Height: 5'4"

Monster type/species Description: Pritarian, a closed species by Blaze-Silvthril

They are a vampiric like demon race easiest to think of them almost as elemental demons, naturally the race is rather combative they usually like to fight for the sport. They naturally have fangs but when feeding all their teeth can become sharp but if they choose to feed on flesh rather then blood. While the species can live forever, immortal they can be killed. They also do not age past a certian point.

Grade: Freshman

Glamor item: The small skull chained to her hip.

Passed Classes: none

Current Points: 0

Natural weapons:
Quills in her hair which cause irritation and can be removed and thrown, they will grow back.
Teeth, she is vampiric and can use her teeth as a weapon.
Barbed tail, her barbed tail carries the most deadly of her venoms and is her primary weapon.
Nails, like some lizards, her nails have bacteria underneath them and being scratched by them can cause some major infections.
Skin, when threatened or panicked, her skin will secrete a transdermal paralytic toxins, this is absorbed by the skin and can cause paralysis and possibly death. This is often a problem if someone grabs her tail where the toxin is worse.

Trained weapons: Brass knuckles, her fists, small knives.

Weakness:
Holy water: Most holy objects will cause a significant amount of pain, it burns, but Holy water is especially bad. Causing major burning to her body.
Tail: Her weapon is also her downfall, her tail is extremely sensitive, and is easy to hurt.
Hunger: She becomes more than a Diva when she's hungry! She can collapse, and loose strength if she doesn't feed often enough. this can also cause a bloodlust, this can cause her to lash out in attempt to feed off of those around her.
Environment: Especially clean environments can cause her to become nauseous, to combat this, she's smoking cigarettes regularly, as long as she gets her fix she's fine for a few hours in a clean place.

Major Skills:
Stinger: the barbed tail acts as a stinger and injects a deadly Neurotoxin, and it is her weapon of choice. If aimed at the heart, it will kill a human within a minute and thirty seconds.

Secretion: the Transdermal paralytic toxin is a different strain from that in her tail, and when it comes in contact with skin it will almost instantly numb flesh, after being absorbed, it only takes a few minutes for the toxin to cause temporary paralysis, and if left untreated or to much gets into the system, it can cause death by cardiac arrest.

Poison Immunity: Immune to poison and disease. She doesn't get sick, but she will carry the sickness with her, meaning other people can catch it from her. Any disease or sickness will live inside her body for a short time before dying.

Minor Skills:
Quills: Her quills can grow back if they are removed.
Cook: She loves to cook, and is surprisingly good at it. Sheusedtocookdrugs
Pupils: She has horizontal pupils, and it gives her a panoramic view of things around her, she can see almost all the way around her.

Personality:
Veneva is a punk, she's slow to warm up to people, but she's fiercely protective of her friends. She's loyal to a fault, but she holds grudges against those who wrong her or take advantage of her loyalty.
She has a love for cooking and finds immense pleasure in baking. Funny enough, she started baking after cooking drugs when she was part of a human gang.
Veneva isn't really serious about her time at MA, and has little respect for her peers unless they give her reason to respect them. She's not horribly interested in reaching out to other students, but she also wont go out of her way to avoid them. The headmistress makes her uncomfortable.

Character's Background:
Veneva was born on earth, and for a long time, she stayed in hiding. It wasn't long before she fell in with the only humans that accepted her appearance, a small gang in the area, and she stopped hiding. With her help, they quickly became a very large influential gang that was known for its viciousness, and people claimed they were Monsters. They were known for cooking and selling drugs, and even though they took over areas they had very few members. Unfortunately, the power also came with a dire consequence, they drew the attention of monster hunters. This caused Veneva to eventually accept the invitation to MA, which she'd previously rejected, in order to keep the gang safe from those that were trying to hunter her down and do her harm. She's also hoping that the school can help her to become more powerful, so she can avenge those members of her gang that ended up getting killed because of her.

Roleplay Info:
(roleplay with caspianknight )

Veneva leaned against the stone wall of the huge school, she was out of sight, for the most part, enjoying a much-needed cigarette. Her tail coiling and uncoiling as she took a long drag. It was like a breath of fresh air and her head stopped hurting almost immediately. There was to much clean air here. She blamed magic. She blew out black smoke, watching it twist and coil. Class was in session, she knew that, but she really needed to get away from the clean air. She took another long drag.

Todashi was making his usual round when he smelled the smoke. Curling in his face into a snarl the massive Oni came walking around the corner, his electric glare settling on Veneva, "What the hell are you doing, you're supposed to be in class."

She puffed out black smoke watching it curl over her head for a moment, looking as relaxed as a cat in the sun. "I'll get there." She told him turning her eyes to him. "I just needed a smoke break, not enough time in between classes to have one." She took another deep breath showing him the half-burned cigarette. "I'll hustle my ass there right after, promise." She did her best to be polite, this wasn't earth, and though she had little love for cops, the knew for a fact she stood no chance against the Dean of Discipline. She may be a punk, but she was here to survive.

Todashi grinned a not altogether pleasant experience as the wind whipped up around them, flowing across the glowing cigarette stoking the flame until it was nothing left except and ashy butt. "Good, now that you're finished get to class, and report for cleaning duty after school, I need someone to degunk the pool and those cleaners are toxic," he said as he turned leaving, humming to himself an old tune.

She cringed and frowned. She could already feel her head hurting. "I guess I'll take my cigarette breaks in class from now on." She walked away from him, tense but not lashing out. After she was half way to her class she started another cigarette, leaving a trail of smoke behind her. Well, that could have gone worse.

App art by Rawrs-Bad-Ideas

Description
Submitted for the

Name: Veneva

Age: 25

Height: 5'4"

Monster type/species Description: Pritarian, a closed species by Blaze-Silvthril

They are a vampiric like demon race easiest to think of them almost as elemental demons, naturally the race is rather combative they usually like to fight for the sport. They naturally have fangs but when feeding all their teeth can become sharp but if they choose to feed on flesh rather then blood. While the species can live forever, immortal they can be killed. They also do not age past a certian point.

Grade: Freshman

Glamor item: The small skull chained to her hip.

Passed Classes: none

Current Points: 0

Natural weapons:
Quills in her hair which cause irritation and can be removed and thrown, they will grow back.
Teeth, she is vampiric and can use her teeth as a weapon.
Barbed tail, her barbed tail carries the most deadly of her venoms and is her primary weapon.
Nails, like some lizards, her nails have bacteria underneath them and being scratched by them can cause some major infections.
Skin, when threatened or panicked, her skin will secrete a transdermal paralytic toxins, this is absorbed by the skin and can cause paralysis and possibly death. This is often a problem if someone grabs her tail where the toxin is worse.

Trained weapons: Brass knuckles, her fists, small knives.

Weakness:
Holy water: Most holy objects will cause a significant amount of pain, it burns, but Holy water is especially bad. Causing major burning to her body.
Tail: Her weapon is also her downfall, her tail is extremely sensitive, and is easy to hurt.
Hunger: She becomes more than a Diva when she's hungry! She can collapse, and loose strength if she doesn't feed often enough. this can also cause a bloodlust, this can cause her to lash out in attempt to feed off of those around her.
Environment: Especially clean environments can cause her to become nauseous, to combat this, she's smoking cigarettes regularly, as long as she gets her fix she's fine for a few hours in a clean place.

Major Skills:
Stinger: the barbed tail acts as a stinger and injects a deadly Neurotoxin, and it is her weapon of choice. If aimed at the heart, it will kill a human within a minute and thirty seconds.

Secretion: the Transdermal paralytic toxin is a different strain from that in her tail, and when it comes in contact with skin it will almost instantly numb flesh, after being absorbed, it only takes a few minutes for the toxin to cause temporary paralysis, and if left untreated or to much gets into the system, it can cause death by cardiac arrest.

Poison Immunity: Immune to poison and disease. She doesn't get sick, but she will carry the sickness with her, meaning other people can catch it from her. Any disease or sickness will live inside her body for a short time before dying.

Minor Skills:
Quills: Her quills can grow back if they are removed.
Cook: She loves to cook, and is surprisingly good at it. Sheusedtocookdrugs
Pupils: She has horizontal pupils, and it gives her a panoramic view of things around her, she can see almost all the way around her.

Personality:
Veneva is a punk, she's slow to warm up to people, but she's fiercely protective of her friends. She's loyal to a fault, but she holds grudges against those who wrong her or take advantage of her loyalty.
She has a love for cooking and finds immense pleasure in baking. Funny enough, she started baking after cooking drugs when she was part of a human gang.
Veneva isn't really serious about her time at MA, and has little respect for her peers unless they give her reason to respect them. She's not horribly interested in reaching out to other students, but she also wont go out of her way to avoid them. The headmistress makes her uncomfortable.

Character's Background:
Veneva was born on earth, and for a long time, she stayed in hiding. It wasn't long before she fell in with the only humans that accepted her appearance, a small gang in the area, and she stopped hiding. With her help, they quickly became a very large influential gang that was known for its viciousness, and people claimed they were Monsters. They were known for cooking and selling drugs, and even though they took over areas they had very few members. Unfortunately, the power also came with a dire consequence, they drew the attention of monster hunters. This caused Veneva to eventually accept the invitation to MA, which she'd previously rejected, in order to keep the gang safe from those that were trying to hunter her down and do her harm. She's also hoping that the school can help her to become more powerful, so she can avenge those members of her gang that ended up getting killed because of her.

Roleplay Info:
(roleplay with caspianknight )

Veneva leaned against the stone wall of the huge school, she was out of sight, for the most part, enjoying a much-needed cigarette. Her tail coiling and uncoiling as she took a long drag. It was like a breath of fresh air and her head stopped hurting almost immediately. There was to much clean air here. She blamed magic. She blew out black smoke, watching it twist and coil. Class was in session, she knew that, but she really needed to get away from the clean air. She took another long drag.

Todashi was making his usual round when he smelled the smoke. Curling in his face into a snarl the massive Oni came walking around the corner, his electric glare settling on Veneva, "What the hell are you doing, you're supposed to be in class."

She puffed out black smoke watching it curl over her head for a moment, looking as relaxed as a cat in the sun. "I'll get there." She told him turning her eyes to him. "I just needed a smoke break, not enough time in between classes to have one." She took another deep breath showing him the half-burned cigarette. "I'll hustle my ass there right after, promise." She did her best to be polite, this wasn't earth, and though she had little love for cops, the knew for a fact she stood no chance against the Dean of Discipline. She may be a punk, but she was here to survive.

Todashi grinned a not altogether pleasant experience as the wind whipped up around them, flowing across the glowing cigarette stoking the flame until it was nothing left except and ashy butt. "Good, now that you're finished get to class, and report for cleaning duty after school, I need someone to degunk the pool and those cleaners are toxic," he said as he turned leaving, humming to himself an old tune.

She cringed and frowned. She could already feel her head hurting. "I guess I'll take my cigarette breaks in class from now on." She walked away from him, tense but not lashing out. After she was half way to her class she started another cigarette, leaving a trail of smoke behind her. Well, that could have gone worse.

App art by Rawrs-Bad-Ideas