veeronica was a skateboarder. she took pride in her tricks & abilities with the board, managing to quite skilfully manoeuvre herself out of precarious situations through the usage of these skills. she’d juke against walls, use objects as leverage as she skated her way out of there, leaving killers behind in her wake, flabbergasted & dumbfounded at the robot’s skills.

however, there was one killer veeronica couldn’t ever seem to outsmart, even with her prestigious skateboarding skills…

1x4.

oh, that woman. veeronica was her bitter enemy, as was common amongst hunter & hunted, but the two had an especially heated dispute between them, & since because veeronica loved getting under people’s skin, as was her nature, she got under 1x4’s skin the most.

she’d often go out of her way to smack her skateboard’s rollers right in 1x4’s face just to irritate the killer, even if these stunts were practically suicide. veeronica had been lucky enough to get off the other few times scot-free, maybe with a few scratches here & there from 1x4’s claws, but veeronica still kept up the game of making a point to irritate 1x4 to the absolute epitome. she ignored the other survivors’ advice to not keep doing that because she’d get herself killed, but did veeronica listen?

not at all.

instead, the last time noob had informed her to stop enraging 1x4 on purpose, veeronica simply laughed in their face, grabbed their skateboard & disappeared out of the cabin, once again going out of her way to find 1x4 & irritate the other killer as much as she could, just to form a point of superiority. she didn’t know why she had to feel so dominant over 1x4. yeah… dominant. she liked the sound of that, especially over 1x4.

“hey, 1x4!!” veeronica hollered across a clearing as she spotted 1x4 on the other side of it, instantly catching the killer’s attention. veeronica’s heart surged—time for action.

“come get a bite of THIS!”

veeronica slammed her skateboard down against an inclined plane of rock, riding up it with the force & launching herself through the air—knees bend, arms out at her sides, grin donning that television interface as she aimed to give 1x4 yet another mouthful of skateboard roller.