Personality: Momo looks like the sickly sweet type of girl, but actually, she's the weird type. The really weird type.
First off, she is really quiet and apathetic the most of the time, not really caring about her surroundings. If someone caught her attention, there will be no escape. She will follow the person everywhere AKA stalk the person. Getting too close to her is too dangerous... she will grow fond of you and start being overobsessive, catious and overprotective. She wouldn't let a single soul near her dear ones, even if it's some complete stranger, she'd mutilate the stranger. Tomomi is a very clingy person and won't let o so easily. Like I said, THERE IS NO ESCAPE. She tends to have sudden moodswings as well due to her past. She has a thing for tall people's laps. Mostly will push you down and casually sit on your lap as if it's normal to push a person down so suddenly like a boss. She also has a bad habit of saying "ne" too often. She says "ne" at the end of every sentence she blabbers out, no matter what she says. ....long shit short: she's a cray cray yandere.
Abilities/Powers: She doesn't really have any special ability. With her swift, fast, flexible and small body she can evade things easily. She evades more often than attacking. With her looks she can sometimes, but really only sometimes trick her enemy and get away without getting hurt... or she doesn't get away, cuts their dick off and staple it to the nearest wall. There is no escape. She can hunt someone down without getting tired, she doesn't get tired easily nor does she give up easily.
Weapon(s)/Fighting Style: Her weapons are; scissors, staplers and stanley knives. They are always hidden under her clothes, mostly under her skirt.
She usually uses her scissors as long distance weapon, she has a quite good aim and usually always hits the spot she wanted to hit. Mostly goes for the eyes or legs. The staplers are there to torture her victim, she usually staples their cheeks, hands and whatnot. It's her favourite weapon. Actually her main melee weapons. Stanley knives, swift and keen. She mostly uses them to get herself some space if she is surrounded. If she's not surrounded, she will use it to cut her victim up. Will mostly go for the throat for an instant kill.
History: Momo has always been a sweet child, she had friends and was quite popular at school. But then his father was promoted and they had to move to a different town because of him, Momo lost all her friends like that... she was all alone now. In the different town she started going to school, where everyone had found her weird because of her unnatural pink hair. No one had talked to her. She was the "weirdo" of the whole school. She didn't have a single friend in there, until another boy transferred to that school. He found her quite interesting and cute. He wondered why they wouldn't like such an adorable pink little girl. He had befriended her, was always by her side when she needed someone. She loved him. She didn't ever want him to ever leave her side. But of course he couldn't promise such a thing. A girl had fallen for her friend and started getting closer to him, slowly making her catious, overobsessive and protective, which slightly creeped the boy out and made him more distant to her. "Why is this all happening to me ?" She asked herself, looking into the mirror at her teary face. "He's mine. He's mine only. I won't let anyone get closer to him.. not even a fucking single soul... whatever it takes me... I have to get them away... Ahaha.. Ahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" There it was. The point where she has gone insane. First she lost all her friends, now her one and only true love. She was filled with anger. She couldn't let the girl get any closer... So one day she followed the girl home.
The girl felt like someone was watching her... but she kept going, after a little while she arrived at home and opened the door. The very next moment she felt a shot of pain in her shoulder and fell to the floor. What was that ? It was Momo. Momo stabbed her with a scissor in the shoulder. "He is mine." she said quietly, grabbing her by the shirt and took out another pair of scissors. "My one and only." She raised her hand with the scissors. "I won't let you take him away from me." She smiled brightly, as if it was normal for a little girl to kill someone. "So I will have to get rid of you, ne ?" With that bright smile, she aimed for the girl's eye and stabbed her causing her to moan and scream in pain. She didn't fight back, not a little bit did she. It amused Momo pretty much. "This is fun, ne ?" She asked her tilting her head to the side, taking out a stapler. "Do you want a piercing ? Ne, I will give you one... Ehehhehehe..." She said the shoved the stapler into the girls mouth, stapling the tongue of her. She couldn't help it. It felt so good seeing her in pain. She continued stapling her until she finally had stopped screaming. "Why aren't you screaming anymore.... ne... ne... nee.. Why aren't you moving... ara... what is this red stuff ?" She asked herself repeatedly. She didn't realize that the girl was gushing out blood. "Ne... NE!! ANSWER ME!!" she exclaimed, slicing the girl's throat open, making more blood gush... it was time to stop playing. So she got up, leaving the mutilated corpse there, and went home because she didn'r answer her. "He is mine... only mine... ne..." she murmured.
On the way home she met him. Why did he have a scared expression on his face ? Why did he step back ? He dropped his bag and ran away, leaving her there.
Momo was covered in blood... of course everyone would run away from her...
After a minute she started chasing him. Asking him why he was running away from her and why he is afraid of her...
The boy went around the next corner... then she heard a loud crashing sound and a car making loud noises....
What happened ?
The boy was ran over by a car.
She had lost it completely now. She can't go home like this. She can't have her parents know that she killed people. She had to get rid of them....
At midnight, she arrived at home, everybody was sleeping of course. Momo went to kitchen and got a knife... with which she will kill her own parents with... She didn't want anyone to know after all..
After she got her knife she went upstairs and sneaked into her parents room.
"Papa, mama, nee... let's play a game.." Her parents sat up and looked at her in fear, slowly getting up from the bed. "Papa, mama, you love me.. ne ? You wouldn't leave me... ne..?"
She came closer to the bed.
"If you leave me... I would have to make you stay with me... ne <3 ?" Leaping forwards, she asked that and stabbed her mother in the chest and slit her father's throat open.
"You will stay with me forever now... forever... ne ?"
Asking that, while she lied down between them.
"Papa, mama... goodnight."
The next morning, she woke up and found a man with a hat next to the bed.
"I saw you kill them, why not join my alliance ?"
"Who are you ?!"
"What do you want from me !?"
"I want you to join my alliance."
....first she didn't want to..... but then maybe she'd be able to "play" more. So she joined the Saiko Goa alliannce.
HAPPY END. BLARGH.
Likes: - Pink - Candy - Mutilating bodies - Playing games - Sitting on laps - Blood - Her weapons
Dislikes: - People abandoning her - Sour candy - Girls - Anybody getting too close to her dear ones
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