VERONICA SANTOS is a 30 year old HUMAN based on DUSK from SCOOBY DOO AND THE HEX GIRLS. She is a BARTENDER with NO POWERS. She uses SHE/HER pronouns, and most of her memories are intact.
Veronica is a wrecking ball. She’s loud and blunt and doesn’t know how to bite her tongue, and if she did, wouldn’t be able to control herself!
She’s spontaneous. She goes after what she wants in the moment without thinking about the future. She doesn’t want to think about the future.
When the band was formed, Dusk was a blonde. A rebellious teenage decision that followed her into stardom. It isn’t her proudest look, but she doesn’t regret it. It was iconic. She finally went natural when she was twenty five, though, and she’s gotta say she looks better with darker, healthier hair.
Veronica pretty much uses her real name and her band name interchangeably. She’s been Dusk for so long to so many people, sometimes she doesn’t think before introducing herself that way. She doesn’t really care what people call her --- Veronica, Dusk, V, D, Ver, it’s all the same to her. Unless it’s an insult. Then you’re getting a black eye.
Her favorite color is green. Her closet is at least 90% green and black with a pop of purple, as are her makeup products. She looks great with a dark red, but you’ll almost always find her applying black lipstick instead.
She gets around on her motorcycle for the most part. That is green, of course.
Dusk tends to steer clear of love. That doesn’t mean relationships. She’s happy to go on dates and connect with people. But when she commitment comes in, when it starts to feel serious, that’s when she freaks out. Sure, it hurts. But it would hurt a hell of a lot more when they leave. So she’ll keep choosing to rip the band-aid off.
She enjoys scaring people. She’s a harmless prankster, putting bugs on shoulders and jumping out to screech ‘boo!’ She just loves the rush. And making people scream.
She feels trapped in Evermore, and she can’t stand that. It puts her in a ‘fight or flight’ mindset... except flight isn’t an option. It’s still better than her hometown, though, so if she can’t leave, she’d rather be here.
She’ll laugh in the face of death, but living scares her. Moving forward, being alone, losing people. Danger is fun. That kind of thing is not.
Veronica doesn’t think she ever wants to be a mother. It isn’t that she doesn’t like children. She actually loves children. And animals. They’re much better than adults and humans, and she has a soft spot for them. But she knows how much losing her mother hurt, and she knows how hard it is for her to stick around. She doesn’t want to put her own child through that, as much as she likes to believe she never would. It’s better to not take that chance.
She also never planned on having a pet, but life had other plans. One night when the girls were on tour, she found this scrawny little kitten and snuck him into her hotel room. She planned on keeping him overnight, just so he was safe until she could get him to a shelter the next day... but he had her wrapped around his little paw within hours. She named him Peart, after the Rush drummer, of course, bought him a spiked collar, and he became her best little companion. She’s so glad he’s here with her in Evermore, or she truly would lose her mind worrying about him.
She often drinks on the job. She doesn’t want to get fired or anything, but she also kind of doesn’t care. It can’t be that hard to find another place hiring a bartender, and she needs something to make the other drunks bearable.
She has a natural beauty mark on her cheek, like the cartoon.
Dusk doesn’t think she cares about saving the world quite as much as her friends do. She obviously cares about Earth and she isn’t going to go out of her way to trash it or create unnecessary waste... but truthfully, she doesn’t think that it matters if she recycles or not. She’s just on person. But she can spin that pessimistic view around to hate on the other people not doing it, so that’s a win.
She does believe in all things witchy, though also maybe not as much as Thorn and Luna. She turns to tarot cards for advice (that she’ll never take) and chooses herbs over pharmaceuticals anytime she can, but she’s not walking around with crystals in her pockets. Though sometimes she wonders if she should be.
