Post by Mercer on Apr 14, 2010 0:22:54 GMT -5
Name: Nichole “Nicky” Mercer
Nicknames: “Nicky” “Miss Mercer”
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Birthday: December 1st
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Appearance:
Standing at 5’4, weighting 100 pounds, Nichole Mercer appears like any normal teenager on the surface. That’s just what she wants others to believe. That they’re looking at another kid in the crowd, and that she couldn’t hurt a fly. This is the opposite, because she could, but she won’t of course, she likes to think that she’s a good guy, thank you very much. Which includes not hurting flies.
Nicky is what other boys would call cute, not hot, not sexy, just cute. With a heart-shaped face, a button nose, high cheekbones and a small chin, she looks more like a twelve year old child rather then someone who is fifteen. She hates this of course, just like any normal teenager tends to pick at their looks. Nicky would much rather look like a adult then a kid. It gets annoying. Really. Her height doesn’t help her either. She’s short. She’ll admit it, and it only jeers more thoughts of her being a child. If she could have anything in the world, it would to gain seven inches, oh, and get rid of that baby fat that clings to her checks that makes them appear so round. Nichole still hasn’t developed any feminine curves, or a chest. She’s perfectly straight right down the middle, and is still stuck with a sad training bra. She prays that when she gets to eighteen that this will change, but for right now, she’s stuck looking like a skinny twig.
Her hair is a dark, rich auburn color, a mix between a dark red and a rich brown. She is shameful to admit that she had actually dyed it in order to create such a color, but it doesn’t matter much anyway. It is kept at a average length, to where it can reach her shoulders, no shorter, and no longer. It is usually kept in a ponytail that she might stuff underneath a hat if she is wearing one. Nicky’s eyes are probably the only thing that she is really proud of, and is slightly vain towards them. A mix between a light sea foam green and a icy blue, Nichole’s eyes literally pop out in a crowd of people, and she’ll flaunt it. Rarely will she ever wear sunglasses or anything to cover them up.
Nichole has quite a fashion sense, but as of lately, has found a liking in darker colors. She’s now sporting a pair of black skinny jeans, dark purple tank top, and a very thin gray jacket to cover her shoulders. Oh, and don’t forget the blue converse. Those are her favorite shoes to wear, and she had around three pairs in her backpack, not including the million in her closet.
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Personality:
A lot of people would call Nichole stupid. Not the two plus two equals five stupid, but the “I can’t believe that idiot jumped in front a moving truck! Just to save a Pidgey!” stupid. Nichole Mercer isn’t scared of anything, she claims. She’ll jump into any situation despite the injuries and trouble it could lead to on her behalf. A self-less person who’ll do anything for someone she could hardly know. Growing up, Nichole would submerge herself into stories of heroes, and great people who put themselves before others. It had a huge impact on her life, and inspired her. It gave her a code, a goal, and her own sense of morality. She wanted to make a impact, in some way or another. She still does. One could call it hero envy.
Socially, Nichole is a bright, fun-loving person, showing a lot of energy and affection. It’s very easy for her to make friends with anyone, and once your friends with someone like Nicky, it can lead to quite a bit of excitement. She’ll drag her friends off on little adventures, as one would call them. Which usually means that a walk through a forest turned into a full blown situation. Nichole will help someone at the snap of a whip, so it’s natural for her to help any trainer she sees, and to try and help them locate a lost pokemon and so on.
Of course, there is two sides to every coin. This applies to Miss Mercer. Nichole is good at hiding her emotions, and can hide fear or rage behind a cocky smirk. Deep down, Nichole despises anyone who would ever hurt pokemon, or other people. She has a strong set of rules in her mind, break one, and your ruined in her eyes. Thankfully, these rules could only be broken by the scum of the earth. When she hates someone, and I mean really hate, she’ll hide her rage, and resort to smart comments, and insults so sharp she wishes they could cut skin. In a state of complete rage, Nichole will act without thinking, despite how risky or life-threatening.
Xxx
Likes:
X Ice Cream
X Traveling
X Working Out
X Skiing
Dislikes:
X Evil
X Spicy Food
X Hot Weather
X Arrogance
Xxx
Background:
Nichole’s life isn’t very special. She has lived a normal life thus far. She was born into a family of four. She had one older sister, and both of her parents loved each other very much. Her family lived in the Kanto region, and at a young age, her older sister was old enough to become a pokemon trainer, and set off to become a powerful trainer, like all children do at some point. When this happened, Nicky was around five. For the next five years, Nichole received little contact from her sister, and at the age of ten, did she manage to see her sister again, for the first time in years. Needless to say, her older sister had given up on childish fantasies, and had found a boyfriend. She had come back due to a extreme case of home-sickness, and the news that she was engaged. Her parents where thrilled, and Nicky was happy to have her sister back, having little memories with her. As a apology to missing out on five birthdays, her sister presented her with Nichole’s first pokemon. A Growelith.
Like other children, and following in her sisters footsteps, Sarah began to train as a trainer. Her team grew, and her Growelith grew into a Arcanine. She matured, and her skills grew, although she always made sure to stay close to her family, and never traveling far away. At the age of fourteen, her sister and her boyfriend got married, and moved to Goldenrod, Nichole was beyond happy to see her sister finally starting her own life and always supported her, despite the sinking feeling. She knew that she wouldn’t she her sister for quite awhile. It was like a flash back to when she was ten.
At fifteen, Nichole has become a powerful trainer in her own right. With a powerful team, and five years of experience under her belt, she has found herself quite stir crazy.
That is, until news of what happened at Goldenrod reached her ears.
The effect that happened was immediate. Despite her parents protests, Nichole grabbed all the money she saved up, a backpack, her pokemon team, and enough food to last her a couple weeks. With rage evident in her movements, the door to the Mercer household slammed shut, and a beyond reasoning Nichole Mercer began what would be a long trip to Goldenrod to try and find a lost sister.
She was going to kick Rocket ass and take names.
Xxx
Pokemon Team:
Arcanine
Gender: Male
Moves: Fire Blitz; Extreme Speed; Flamethrower; Overheat
Fearrow
Gender: Male
Moves: Fly; Wing Attack; Arial Ace; Gust
Tyranitar
Gender: Female
Moves: Rock Slide; Dark Pulse; Crunch; Hyper Beam
Bellossom
Gender: Female
Moves: Leaf Blade; Mega Drain; Magical Leaf; Leaf Storm
Dewgong
Gender: Female
Moves: Ice Shard; Icy Wind; Aqua Ring; Aqua Jet
Gengar
Gender: Male
Moves: Shadow Ball; Sucker Punch; Lick; Night Shade
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A little more about me ^^
Name: Eh, just call me Mercer, or whatever, I don't care really
Contact: sewebb123@gmail.com
Roleplay Experience: Around three years of advance literate. Which means I know this profile is crap and I should totally scrap it. Art blocks suck ass. SO I'm happy to be able to even spit this THING out. ^^
Nicknames: “Nicky” “Miss Mercer”
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Birthday: December 1st
Xxx
Appearance:
Standing at 5’4, weighting 100 pounds, Nichole Mercer appears like any normal teenager on the surface. That’s just what she wants others to believe. That they’re looking at another kid in the crowd, and that she couldn’t hurt a fly. This is the opposite, because she could, but she won’t of course, she likes to think that she’s a good guy, thank you very much. Which includes not hurting flies.
Nicky is what other boys would call cute, not hot, not sexy, just cute. With a heart-shaped face, a button nose, high cheekbones and a small chin, she looks more like a twelve year old child rather then someone who is fifteen. She hates this of course, just like any normal teenager tends to pick at their looks. Nicky would much rather look like a adult then a kid. It gets annoying. Really. Her height doesn’t help her either. She’s short. She’ll admit it, and it only jeers more thoughts of her being a child. If she could have anything in the world, it would to gain seven inches, oh, and get rid of that baby fat that clings to her checks that makes them appear so round. Nichole still hasn’t developed any feminine curves, or a chest. She’s perfectly straight right down the middle, and is still stuck with a sad training bra. She prays that when she gets to eighteen that this will change, but for right now, she’s stuck looking like a skinny twig.
Her hair is a dark, rich auburn color, a mix between a dark red and a rich brown. She is shameful to admit that she had actually dyed it in order to create such a color, but it doesn’t matter much anyway. It is kept at a average length, to where it can reach her shoulders, no shorter, and no longer. It is usually kept in a ponytail that she might stuff underneath a hat if she is wearing one. Nicky’s eyes are probably the only thing that she is really proud of, and is slightly vain towards them. A mix between a light sea foam green and a icy blue, Nichole’s eyes literally pop out in a crowd of people, and she’ll flaunt it. Rarely will she ever wear sunglasses or anything to cover them up.
Nichole has quite a fashion sense, but as of lately, has found a liking in darker colors. She’s now sporting a pair of black skinny jeans, dark purple tank top, and a very thin gray jacket to cover her shoulders. Oh, and don’t forget the blue converse. Those are her favorite shoes to wear, and she had around three pairs in her backpack, not including the million in her closet.
Xxx
Personality:
A lot of people would call Nichole stupid. Not the two plus two equals five stupid, but the “I can’t believe that idiot jumped in front a moving truck! Just to save a Pidgey!” stupid. Nichole Mercer isn’t scared of anything, she claims. She’ll jump into any situation despite the injuries and trouble it could lead to on her behalf. A self-less person who’ll do anything for someone she could hardly know. Growing up, Nichole would submerge herself into stories of heroes, and great people who put themselves before others. It had a huge impact on her life, and inspired her. It gave her a code, a goal, and her own sense of morality. She wanted to make a impact, in some way or another. She still does. One could call it hero envy.
Socially, Nichole is a bright, fun-loving person, showing a lot of energy and affection. It’s very easy for her to make friends with anyone, and once your friends with someone like Nicky, it can lead to quite a bit of excitement. She’ll drag her friends off on little adventures, as one would call them. Which usually means that a walk through a forest turned into a full blown situation. Nichole will help someone at the snap of a whip, so it’s natural for her to help any trainer she sees, and to try and help them locate a lost pokemon and so on.
Of course, there is two sides to every coin. This applies to Miss Mercer. Nichole is good at hiding her emotions, and can hide fear or rage behind a cocky smirk. Deep down, Nichole despises anyone who would ever hurt pokemon, or other people. She has a strong set of rules in her mind, break one, and your ruined in her eyes. Thankfully, these rules could only be broken by the scum of the earth. When she hates someone, and I mean really hate, she’ll hide her rage, and resort to smart comments, and insults so sharp she wishes they could cut skin. In a state of complete rage, Nichole will act without thinking, despite how risky or life-threatening.
Xxx
Likes:
X Ice Cream
X Traveling
X Working Out
X Skiing
Dislikes:
X Evil
X Spicy Food
X Hot Weather
X Arrogance
Xxx
Background:
Nichole’s life isn’t very special. She has lived a normal life thus far. She was born into a family of four. She had one older sister, and both of her parents loved each other very much. Her family lived in the Kanto region, and at a young age, her older sister was old enough to become a pokemon trainer, and set off to become a powerful trainer, like all children do at some point. When this happened, Nicky was around five. For the next five years, Nichole received little contact from her sister, and at the age of ten, did she manage to see her sister again, for the first time in years. Needless to say, her older sister had given up on childish fantasies, and had found a boyfriend. She had come back due to a extreme case of home-sickness, and the news that she was engaged. Her parents where thrilled, and Nicky was happy to have her sister back, having little memories with her. As a apology to missing out on five birthdays, her sister presented her with Nichole’s first pokemon. A Growelith.
Like other children, and following in her sisters footsteps, Sarah began to train as a trainer. Her team grew, and her Growelith grew into a Arcanine. She matured, and her skills grew, although she always made sure to stay close to her family, and never traveling far away. At the age of fourteen, her sister and her boyfriend got married, and moved to Goldenrod, Nichole was beyond happy to see her sister finally starting her own life and always supported her, despite the sinking feeling. She knew that she wouldn’t she her sister for quite awhile. It was like a flash back to when she was ten.
At fifteen, Nichole has become a powerful trainer in her own right. With a powerful team, and five years of experience under her belt, she has found herself quite stir crazy.
That is, until news of what happened at Goldenrod reached her ears.
The effect that happened was immediate. Despite her parents protests, Nichole grabbed all the money she saved up, a backpack, her pokemon team, and enough food to last her a couple weeks. With rage evident in her movements, the door to the Mercer household slammed shut, and a beyond reasoning Nichole Mercer began what would be a long trip to Goldenrod to try and find a lost sister.
She was going to kick Rocket ass and take names.
Xxx
Pokemon Team:
Arcanine
Gender: Male
Moves: Fire Blitz; Extreme Speed; Flamethrower; Overheat
Fearrow
Gender: Male
Moves: Fly; Wing Attack; Arial Ace; Gust
Tyranitar
Gender: Female
Moves: Rock Slide; Dark Pulse; Crunch; Hyper Beam
Bellossom
Gender: Female
Moves: Leaf Blade; Mega Drain; Magical Leaf; Leaf Storm
Dewgong
Gender: Female
Moves: Ice Shard; Icy Wind; Aqua Ring; Aqua Jet
Gengar
Gender: Male
Moves: Shadow Ball; Sucker Punch; Lick; Night Shade
Xxx
A little more about me ^^
Name: Eh, just call me Mercer, or whatever, I don't care really
Contact: sewebb123@gmail.com
Roleplay Experience: Around three years of advance literate. Which means I know this profile is crap and I should totally scrap it. Art blocks suck ass. SO I'm happy to be able to even spit this THING out. ^^