Sam Mercer
Mar 25, 2011 12:16:39 GMT -5
Post by Sam Mercer on Mar 25, 2011 12:16:39 GMT -5
[/i][/size][/right]The Basics
Name:Sam Aaron Mercer
Nicknames:Sam or Merc
Age:21
Orientation: Heterosexual
Desired Rank/Job: Local Mechanic
Powers: The ability to make non living things explode by touch. Can control the size of the blast and how long it takes to explode.
Side affects would be extreme head aches, high body temp, his hands always hurt, and the pain increases when he uses his power.
Play By: Liam Hemsworth
The Details
Hair Color:brown
Eye Color: ice blue
Any Piercings? none
Any Tattoos? Giant pair of angel wings on his back
Any Scars? burn marks scattered over his hands and arms from bad explosions.
General Appearance:First thing you would notice on first meeting would be his ice blue eyes,then his height of six foot. His short brown hair is always a mess and spiked up in a sloppy style. He has a slim muscular build but is never noticed from the clothing he wears. if you get close enough to his hands or get him to take his jacket off you would be able to see the scars scattered over his arms. Small but painful scars from shrapnel and burns.
On his back you would find a pair of angel wings tattooed. they reach from his shoulders down to the base of his back. He has a slender face which will be scruffy with hair most of the time. he keeps himself clean but not all ways nice. He doesn't care about appearance. The only time he dresses up is for the club and that would be a black dress shirt a black leather jacket faded blue jeans and black shoes.
Personality: Sam is a very nice guy if you can get past his walls. He never has been able to trust except for a hand full of times. When you think you are getting close to him you really have just scratched the surface.
He is an ass hole some of the time and a wise ass the rest. the only time he shows respect is when he feels some one has earned it or if it is a woman. He hasn't had many friends in his life but the friends he has is friends for life no matter where he is. He is very much a city guy.
He loves to spend most of his time in places full of people and life. To him that is the only time he can truly relax and breath. the rest of the time he feels like he is drowning. You will mostly find him in clubs and malls.
He will almost never purposely come into physical contact with a person unless he truly likes them. If he is interested in a girl the most opening thing he can do in his mind is just to be close and have physical touch. It is his way of opening up and showing trust.
Your Vices
Likes:Fire. Crowds. Heat. Beautiful women. Physical connections.
Dislikes:There is not much that will mess with him. the only thing that will get under his skin is if you mess with his friends or family.
Strengths: Art mostly drawling and painting. Video Games. Motorcycle Racing. Bass guitar.
Weaknesses: Talking to people. Trust
Fears:Being alone. Him self
Secret:Sam is still searching for his father.
Family Ties
Father:Rick Mercer
Mother: Sara Mercer
Siblings: none
Any Other Important People:none
History
Sam Mercer was born on a hot July 6th 1991 on Houston Texas. Most of his child hood was normal and quiet. He was a happy little kid till he was about 10. Thats when he learned not to let people get a hold of his heart. His father left him and his mother to never be heard from. He remembers waking in the middle of the night to see his dads truck driving off.
Sam fell in love for the first time at the age of 16 to the art of racing, mostly motorcycles. As soon as his hand touched the smooth lines on any bike his soul was at peace, well for a couple months. But then one day it happened. His mother was getting on to him about slacking around all the time and never being around. During this fight his mother slapped him and said he was just like his father always running. Sam burst out the door and jumped on his bike. He peeled out and drove off to get some air. His anger was boiling over and he started to get this burning in his hands. His handle bars exploded sending the bike into a head over heels roll and sending Sam flying about 30 feet through the air and he rolled another 40 feet. Lucky for him he was wearing all his gear,his only injuries were from shrapnel and burns up his arms. He had no idea what happened and the splitting headache wouldn't let him even think. He laid there unable to move. Lucky for him his mother came along about 30 minutes later.
After that he was never the same.
A couple days after he got out of the hospital he got his letter from Hammel. He walked in to his house to be jumped by his mom who was hugging and kissing his cheeks. He had no idea what was going on his mom was rambling about some school and some big opportunity and a lot of other things. Then she started running around frantically saying she needed to clean. Sam sat at the table and read over his letter it didn't state much but that a recruiter would be by in a week. He looked up at his crazy mother and lightly chuckled. She was the only light in his life and he cared for her more than anything.
A week later the recruiter showed up on his door step to get Sam it was hard to leave and as he walked out the door his mom handed him $15,000 telling him it was all she had saved up for him. He could barely take it as he hugged her and kissed her bye. He headed off to school.
When he got there He never really got out much. The only time he really saw people was in training his powers. He learned to some what stabilize his power and control when he used it. He still was working on controlling strength and timing but at least he didn't have to be scared of blowing up everything. Sam recently got a new bike with the money his mom gave him. A Suzuki hayabusa 2011. It was black with red neon in the wheels. with the little money he had left over he bought a helmet. it was also black with a red visor unable to be seen through from the out side. On his bike Sam was happy and free. He spends most time riding through downtown and the mountains.
Sam left Hammel in a rush not telling anyone a thing about where he was going not even his closest friends. He sold everything he had even his bike and join the military. He tried to hide that he was a Metta they set him into a special division of the military for Using mettas as weapons. Sam's control of his power grew but the training was hard and it nearly broke him. He made it through the training and was sent out on a mission. He was to accompany a squad of solders on a mission to destroy a bridge. All was going to plan until one evening Sam woke to find his whole squad was gone and he was tide to a tree. Sam being who he was used his power to let off an explosion just big enough to break the rope around him but not hurt himself. Sam followed the plans and headed to the LZ for pick up but just before he made it to the sight he heard yelling so he jumped into a small grouping of rocks. He watched as a general of the Taliban yelled at his commanding Sargent about the weapon not being where they planed. His Sargent told the general that they had left Sam tied to the tree and there was no way he could of woke up by now. Sam was furious about what was going on. He was to be traded like a tool. His anger boiled over till the rocks around him started to crack and the one he had his hands on exploded sending a land slide down the mountain closing the exit and crushing the enemy trucks. This of corse started a fire fight and the US solders captured the general and his troops. As Sam walked down the mountain the troops tried to lie and say they didn't mean it or they were just following com ands orders. After they got back to base the whole thing was swept under the rug and Sam was discharged and sent home. (this is where my first thread will take over)
Role play Example
Ralek let out a light laugh and turned to walk away. As he turned he faced the woman for a split second and was able to take in her full look. He was shocked by her beauty but his mind was in no place to think of her. All he could think of was his father. It was time to bring everything into light for all to see. With his back to Kyron he spoke softly but so cold it would make a shiver crawl up most peoples backs.
"The last time you saw my face Kyron was on a dead man. Bishop Endac my father and your squad mate."
Ralek walked away leaving Kyron and his little girlfriend standing there. He didn't care for anything right now he moved through the camp like a ice cold gust of wind. He made his way to one of the watch towers to scope out the land scape. All he could think of was his father lying on the ground on this very planet dying.
"Dad I will avenge you or will die on this planet by your side."
What About You?
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Name:Sean RogersAge:18.
Experience: text base rp for years now but just started doing rps of this sizeHow Did You Find Us?A friend
Ready To Play? Well… are you? (No special word needed - this is just for fun.)
