Post by mercy on Feb 10, 2010 20:43:21 GMT -5
Wake up, and face me
Mercy Bliss Harwell
I, I see the weight of hollow death residing in you.
take now your final breath, exhale the truth.
I see the fear of nothing left, ten fragments of you.
you hold it in yourself, I feel it too.
Mercy Bliss Harwell
I, I see the weight of hollow death residing in you.
take now your final breath, exhale the truth.
I see the fear of nothing left, ten fragments of you.
you hold it in yourself, I feel it too.
Don't play dead,
cause maybe Someday I'll walk away and say
You dissapoint me
cause maybe Someday I'll walk away and say
You dissapoint me
--Name: Aphrodite though I prefer Aph
--Age&Gender: 17 Female
--Years of experiance: 2 years
--How did you find us: I'm a friend of Shelly's.
Maybe you're better off this way
Leaning over you here
Cold and catatonic
Leaning over you here
Cold and catatonic
--Name: Mercy Bliss Harwell; Dark Princess
--Age: 22
--Gender: Female
--Oriantation: Men
--Birthday/Deathday: August 7, 1988
--Race: Human Demon Hunter
--Affiliation: Has her own way
--Student: Senior; Theology Major
I catch a brief reflection
Of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become my perfect enemy
Of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become my perfect enemy
--Personality: Mercy is a very complex young woman. She doesn't see good and bad. Your either going to be killed by her or you arn't. Though Mercy bears a very heavy grudge against demon's because of what happened when she was just a young girl. Mercy usually keeps to herself. Though during the day she is all smiles. She has a split personality is what it seems. And at night when she is out hunting, she is as reserved as a rock. Not letting any emotion show. She seems to be a real hard butt, but in reality she is just trying to stay focused. She has her rules and her standards. She also has a set of rules that she abides and follows.
Rule Number One: Never tell a Lie.
Rule Number Two: Never show compassion to a Demon.
Rule Number Three: Don't become distracted.
Rule Number Four: Never let an innocent die.
She has followed these rules since she was eighteen years old. She will continue to live by these rules. She feels no blame in the fact that she follows rules. She doesn't think it is weakness to have rules set for herself. People find her a bit strange at times because of the way she can just stare off into space at times. She happens to go off into lala land whenever she has something on her mind. Though she only does this when she is not on the job. She can't seem to keep her head out of the clouds when she's not working. When she's not hunting. But when she is hunting she has nothing on her mind but the thrill of the chase. And the kill.
--likes: Hunting, Chocolate, Fast Cars, Drinks, Smoking, Hair dye, Working out, Running, Swimming, and Outdoors.
--Dislikes: Demons, talking about her past, annoying and stupid questions, people second guessing her, cockyness, people thinking she can't handle herself, and people who pick on others.
--Appearance: Mercy is a rather tall girl standing at about five foot ten inches, and weighing in at about one hundred and thirty pounds. She has bright almond shaped chocolate brown eyes. She has long dark brown hair that always seems to have a bit of a curl to it though it is mostly straight. She has a light olive tone to her taned skin. Her face is a nice heart shape and she has a very nice complextion. She is beautiful but not to overdone. She has her days when she looks like a model, but she also has those days where she looks like she rolled out of bed and threw something on.
Mercy has a slightly curvatious body, though she hudes it when she is hunting, she has a tight black leather jumpsuit that compressed her rather large breasts and seems to fit to her like a second skin. She has a white and grey belt that wraps about her slim and narrow waist four times before it is finally to her liking. She also wears a pair of knee high black leather combat boots. And to finish it off. Before she ever starts a battle she wears a black ankle long duster She seems to wear the funniest looking clothes, she likes to mix up colors and find something that she really likes. She is not afraid to experiment.
--Powers: Mercy was graced with an unusual gift. Though graced is not really the way to put it. Mercy works for the Hand of God. She is their assassin, her special gift is that she can teleport, though she has only managed to get a hundred feet, she has only had the gift for about half a year though, and she is still working to develop it.
Go ahead and play dead!
Why can't you turn and face me!
You fucking dissapoint me!
Why can't you turn and face me!
You fucking dissapoint me!
--Family: Mother: Grace Harwell (Deceased), Father: Chase Harwell (Deceased), Brother: James Harwell
--History:August 7, 1992.
7:36 p.m. At Lenox Hill Hospital New York City, New York. A young girl by the name of Mercy Bliss Harwell in born. Her birth was very difficult on the Teen mother Grace. The thirty year old Chase Harwell was exstatic that he finally had a child. Though it was not the son that he longed for Mercy would have to do. Grace wanted nothing to do with the child. She felt no connection with the thing she had given birth too. As is Mercy where not really her's. She wanted to give Mercy up for adoption but Chase would have none of that. Chase fell in love with the beautiful Mercy the moment he laid eyes on her. He would not let anything take her away from him. Not even the young teen mother whom he had fallen in love with when she was only fifteen and he twenty-eight.
Grace wanted to leave the family after Chase decided he would keep Mercy even if she left. Though Grace couldn't find it in herself to leave the man she loved. She was only seventeen, with no money, no job, no place to go, and no family to return to since she had given up her family to be with Chase. She couldn't find it in her to leave. So she did the smart thing. She stayed. Though she really didn't want to she stayed for the mere fact that she had no where else to go.
The first year of Mercy's life went by in a blur for Grace. Chase spent all his time with the baby. He no longer slept with Grace, now he slept in the same room as Mercy. Chase found it strange that Grace wanted nothing to do with the wonderful Miracle that they had produced. The miricale who they had named Mercy Bliss Harwell.
The next seventeen years past by in a blur.May 17, 2006.
Mercy's mother was planning to leave now that she had the means to do it. She had been planing to do it and now that Mercy was only enough to take care of her younger four year old brother James. Jamie was Mercy's pride and joy. They where just celibrating Mercy's graduation when the most destructive thing in Mercy's life happened. Her family was attacked by a group of raiding demons. Her mother and father where both killed. But Mercy was able to escape with her brother. Though she did not get away without wounds she managed to get away with her life. Though she would always carry the scare a demon by the name of Saul had left upon her right shoulder. He had marked her as his own.
The Hand of God found a delirious Mercy and a hungry and scared Jamie wandering close to their home. They took them in. Mercy vowed from then on to help them with their cause because they had given Jamie a safe place to stay. She even allowed them to grat her a gift. The gift of teleportation. Mercy has trained for long long years and works right under her master Raster. She would do anything to protect them. She hates all demon's with a passion and would never think of allowing one to live. Not after the murder of her beloved father and her mother.
Mercy now attends the university and is a Theology Major. She stalks and hunts demon's at night. They know her as Dark Princess. They fear the mere mention of her name as if it will bring her down upon them. And so her tale continues.
Passive agressive bullshit
Password: -no cheating-
Credits: lyrics are credited to A Perfect Circle. if you take
and dont credit to Prefect Circle and DANIBELLA then your cursed
with bad ju ju beans!!
Credits: lyrics are credited to A Perfect Circle. if you take
and dont credit to Prefect Circle and DANIBELLA then your cursed
with bad ju ju beans!!