mercy vandiest

[mercy]

mercy vandiest

name;; mercy starless vandiest
age;; nineteen
affiliation;; the violent femmes {leader}

appearance;;

Almost childish in appearance.

This girl seems to have something of a naive look about her. Her form is still of it's youthful appearance however this may lead to many misjudging the violent femme.

Mercy has very moody optics. These will change colors often due to her constant use of contacts, her real eye color though is an unnatural, almost scary shade of bright green. Anger would equal a mixture of colors, varying with what color she's wearing, or what environment she's in. Her pale complexion, however, makes her less elated than she is with herself. It's ghastly appearance refuses to tan, but rather peel in the future from a horrible sunburn event. Mercy's features are pointed, and boney. Refined, that's for sure. Her skinny frame might be a cause of this elegance, but she sometimes wishes for a more attractive build.

This female is one for the skinny heights. Having her history of anorexia, it isn't surprising that she can barely put on any weight. She stands at a mere 5'1. Her weight only consists of a mere 96lbs. She's been maintaing it since her 'incident' many years back, but has found it hard to put on any more weight. Her build is somewhat skinny, but she's been gaining a bit more muscle and fat now that she's back on track with her health situation.

If you've learned anything at all, you'll know that this female is all about the unique style. Her hair is brilliantly neon, features pale and ghastly, much to her displeasure. Short, slender frame to show about. All in all, Mercy has a great body...though she doesn't show it much. She is a little, or rather a lot self conscious about the way other people see her. After going through periods of anorexia she's hardly the most stable people and will often be found hiding under those bright colors she sports.
Although she has a very slender figure from being so small as a child and such a late developer she has now filled up a bit. With soft curves but not overly obvious she's that little bit more comfortable in her own skin however her lack of confidence can be detected through this girl's style of dress.
clothing style.
Mercy believes in dressing according to what her heart is wearing. In other words, you won't see her walking around in Abercrombie and Fitch. She'll be wearing neon bows and stripe stockings through shorts. She's crazy with her style, but makes sure it looks good and put together, none the less. Some shops you might find her at are Urban Outfitters, Zumies, Wet Seal, or American Apparel. Maybe Hottopic from time to time, a little Forever 21 as well. In conclusion, she has a very distinctive, novel taste in what she wears. A style all her own.

You will never really see this girl wearing big baggy clothes, she wears very much tightly fitting attire. Her slender form highlighted by her casual yet bright and bold choice of clothing. She isn't overly fussy about where he obtains her clothing as she stands by the opinion of only snobs will turn their nose up at a store. In fact the girl is known to hit several thrift stores as she has a great love for them. This enables much of her wardrobe to be unique to her stylings.

personality;;

Mercy blocks out most people from any emotional contact whatsoever, if anyone even attempts to get inside her head she gets frustrated and sometimes scarily angry. This ticks people off a lot, but she can be a really cool person too. When her temper flares, she's a whole different person from whom you may know as the fun loving, crazy girl. This flaw prevents her to get along with those in which behold the attributes she so desires to be vanished from the world. This means she has a wide variety of enemies, but a various pick of friends as well. Just don't get on her bad side.

Speaking of tempers, this girl gets out of hand. Her constant waning from mood to mood may be a bit irritating to her enemies; victory on her part. She has a bad habit of trying to throw her bad emotions on somebody else, jumping down their throats for something that might have happened on previous occasions on normal times. This may cause miffs and certain fights with her friends. Sometimes she just needs to sit down and regain patience with the world. Other times she needs to grab a pillow and scream her lungs out. She finds, though, that her work is pretty much the most effective way of calming herself. The flaw of temper is strong in this girl, and you may have to have patience with her to get along.

On a last resort, her random, engaging spirit is a plus. It shrouds out most of the unwanted, undesirable traits of her personality and ends up with this fun-loving, original person that's totally fun to hang out with. She can make friends easily, but loose them just the same. She does, however, have a nack for realizing her faults and apologizing once she's convinced herself she was in the wrong. However, if she sees it her way, and thinks she was in the right, she expects you to come to her with an apology. It was you, after all, that was in the fault. Or so she may have convinced herself. In any case, Mercy is a very out there, unique, easy to hang out with, fiery person.

There is however another side to this seemingly social butterfly. She in fact lacks almost any confidence and has a wicked case of paranoia. She constantly thinks almost everyone is muttering about her when she walks by and doesn't much trust those people who 'smile too much'. If someone is overly friendly when she meets them it will take her rather a long time to figure out if she likes them or not. She can sometimes be rather shy around new people especially if she is against being social for the day. Once she gets to know them however it's pretty easy to talk to her.
Another side of her is her 'crushing' side. If she likes someone the chances are they won't even be able to tell. When she does go through the motions of finding a crush it hardly ever ends the way you would expect since Mercy seems to just treat them as a great friend. Leaving them confused.

She likes to cause havoc in class maybe a little too much, though being bright she has heavy authority issues and likes to challenge anything.

It's a big mistake to see her small five foot one build as an inviting type to challenge. Mercy is anything but weak, her many years of training lead to her being a rather ruthless person however she will care and be loyal to those in the same gang.

likes;;

• music [goodgood]
  
• hand to hand combat
  
• photography
  
• pointy weapons [blades]
  
• social butterflies
  
• radio
  
• gangs in general
  
• the drinking

dislikes;;

• music [thebadstuff]
  
• dull people
  
• 'shyness'
  
• following trends
  
• being alone
  
• tough talk [itgetsyounowhere]
  
• party poopers
  
• meat

goals;;

• become a leader
  
• strengthen the gang
  
• don't die [alwaysnice]
  
• form an alliance even

fears;;

• loss of control over life
  
• bipolar disorder getting the better
  
• falling in lurve
  
• being hated by her gang

history;;

The Vandiest family originate from Germany several centuries ago but the late Hunter Vendiest married an Italian Lady. They gave birth two a child and the family slowly grew and became more spread out. Long lines lead the Vandiest heritage all the way across the world to America. This is where the youngest generation were birthed. In Franklin, Tennessee.

Jason and Lindsey were a rather poor couple. They lived in a small shack like building and had hardly enough money to keep themselves alive. The loving couple cared for each other though and they struggled through on enough food to live. This however was all in vain as Lindsey early on a bright and sunny Friday morning ran home and burst into the small home. In tears she declared she was pregnant with Jason's child. The caring husband however sat his wife down, took her in his arms and assured her everything would be fine. They would get through this and bright their child up as well as possible.

Nine months later and the tiny baby was born. Named Mercy Starless Vandiest it was a rather heavy name for such a small girl. As she grew she became the picture of youthful beauty, her pale flawless skin would reflect the sun when being carried in her Father's arms. Her hair blonde and sweet little green eyes were always wide and full of curiosity. The small girl grew up happy, happy that is until she was forced to go to school. At the young age she found herself being picked on. The child spent her fist few years in misery, she was ridiculed because of her tiny figure but she quickly changed.

The young girl found new strength in her friends. She had few but they were her pillars. She ignored the comments, ignored the stares and finally became that bright and happy child her parents knew. At the age of twelve the girl was well on her way to following her dreams. She wished to be a singer, the next biggest things in the world of rock. At this young age she formed a band with her closest friends who would later be known as 'the factory'. They started playing childish songs but the songs matured as did Mercy. When fourteen they were all happily playing in basement gigs, small cafe open night and anything they could get. There was clear talent.

One night however changed it all. She returned home to find her Mother on the living room couch with a rather tall man. His frame was well built with muscles and he smiled his toothy grin as the girl walked in. Lindsey would then explain that her husband had not been home for a week because he had been found dead several nights ago with gun wounds. She then went on to say that they would move to live with the tall man for protection.

At fourteen her Mother got a job and was out a lot of the time. This left Tommy, the tall man alone in the house a lot with Mercy. Once when working on lyrics she felt his hand creep over her neck as he began to stroke her hair. With a jump Mercy tried to run from him but he pinned her and easily overpowered the young girl to rape her.
Mercy ran from the house the second her attacker fell asleep, she started by living rough on the street however was quickly taken in by a gang. They taught her to fight, to be able to handle herself. Although she wasn't the strongest of fighters she was skilled and had brilliant agility. This made her someone to fear.

She slowly began to climb the ranks in her gang until she became a well respected member.

rpsample;;

'Hayley stared down into her coffee looking rather blank, her bright green eyes rather wide from her mindless state. Hopefully it would pass soon as she blinked several times so she could get rid of the sleepy look across her face, it couldn't have been the most normal of expressions. Drinking the coffee she winced finding the big gulp pretty damn hot. Placing it back on the table she frowned learning from her little mistake of not blowing t before having a drink. Common sense would tell most people that coffee would be hot but Hayley wasn't in the frame of mind to even be able to process those types of thoughts for her self.

Yawning she felt her body slowly reacting to the coffee as she became more alert and perky. See, this was the bright little girl's secret. Many cups of coffee and several cans of energy drink gave her all the energy she needed to run about on stage and be the happy spark she was known for being. That and blocking much emotion to privacy of course but that went without saying really.
Her close friends would only know how fragile she could be, with a not so great upbring it wasn't exactly a huge sob story but it was enough to knock her self esteem. Although she bounced around on stage grinning the charisma she showed but it was all mostly an act. Besides, most people who showed great signs of confidence had many insecurities.

Glancing up she smiled brightly to see Danger, she always managed to wake up when around friends, especially Danger. There were very little occasions that she could stay tired and in a mood when someone with such energy around.
"Morning." Her tones were bright but not quite as energetic as usual due to her current state of being half asleep. Even though technically it wasn't morning the still classed noon as, anything before two am was still morning. It was just everyone else who got it wrong.

Attention turning down she opened up her burger, Hayley had rather different ways of eating much of her food also and the two would have looked rather odd sitting on the table both playing with their food. Picking at the seeds on the bun she amused herself by eating them one by one to amuse herself. She never really ate much, instead she would spend forever just picking at her food and eating the bits she liked most. She never really saw much point in eating a whole thing if you only really wanted a part of it. It was always easier just to take what you wanted which granted made her rather wasteful with food but she wasn't going to get fat just so she wouldn't waste too much food. That was insane.

Looking up from her current musings she watched Danger a moment as he fixed his food. "What have you been up to with your wonderful self so far today?" She smiled widely at her band mate and continued to pick off seeds as she awaited his reply.'

[Julia Porter]

Accepted.