HAERTERS, mercedes

[Mercedes Haerters]

MERCEDES G HAERTERS

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sweet ☆ gentle ☆ effervescent ☆ peaceful ☆ soothing
And looks like Miranda Kerr

And it seems like yesterday it was just a dream
But those days are gone (gone gone) and just memories
And it seems like yesterday it was just a dream
But those days are gone (gone gone)[/center]

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full name; Mercedes Georgette Haerters
nicknames; Mercy, Des
age; Twenty-Five
birthday; January 1st
race; werewolf, rogue
sexual orientation; bi-sexual
marital status; single

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - appearance
hair; dark brown, messy and just below her shoulders.
eyes; baby blue
tattoos; N/A
piercings; N/A
clothing style; uhh comfortable? She just likes wearing comfortable clothing, no real preference.
other features; n/a
appearance in other form; her wolf form looks more or less like a real wolf, when she transforms, she has auburn brown fur with a silver streak along her back.
general appearance;
Mercedes has a baby like face, her physical human form appearance is very sweet and tender. She doesn’t even look very scary, of course that’s on purpose. She has sweet warm blue eyes which compliment her baby face and her brown wavy hair. Mercedes stands around five feet eight inches. She’s a bit of a tom boy and tends to be found wearing sneakers and t-shirts with jeans. She can usually be found covered in grease from some car she was trying to fix or just dirty from doing whatever her heart desires.

She doesn’t wear make up, her skin is fair, she doesn’t usually break out very much, and when she does, its usually behind her hair line or somewhere no one can really see. She has a few scars on her body, but most of them are from simple things like accidentally burning her fingers on an exhaust pipe or something like that. There is one though, down by the bottom of her leg which runs up the back of her calf, which her father had given her when she was little after she disobeyed his orders.

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likes; romance, help, music, bad boys, flirting
dislikes; vampires, boredom, sadness, her twin, pain
hobbies; fixing cars, going for runs, and baby sitting.
quirks/habits; chews her lips, fidgets
fears; being hurt by men, dying at too early of an age.
goals; to completely break herself away from her train wreck of a family
secrets; probably her deepest secret is the fact that she can’t force even force herself to hurt someone. The worst she can do is slap someone, but causing people pain actually scares her, and she can’t mentally allow herself to do so, not even in wolf mode. Her brain has mentally forced her to be entirely peaceful, no way around it.
overall personality;
Mercedes is carefree and giving. She’s a hopeless romantic, ridiculously sweet yet intelligent. She’s a giant tom boy, always doing things with the boys, though usually not with her family, as she’s disowned the Brighams. She’s incapable of hurting anyone, overall she’s just a sweetheart. She is capable of hating, and has proven that with the way she abandoned her family and took off entirely after her father’s abusive ways finally pushed her over the edge. Mercedes, when angry, will lash out, she’s only capable of verbal abuse though, there’s something about physically hurting someone that simply makes her cringe (perhaps the fact that she knows what pain feels like, and thus doesn’t want to cause that to anyone else because it hurt her so badly?) Well in any case, if someone raises their voice or even lightly scolds her, Mercedes has a tendency of breaking out into tears.

She’s very selfless, however even she has her limits. She’ll help to an extent, but if she knows she’s incapable, she’ll back out. She has a small spine, and low self-confidence. Quite a tease in nature as well, sometimes subconsciously doing it and not even realizing it; when she doesn’t know how to respond to something, she’ll laugh and try to connect it to herself. Mercedes has a weird intuition, and a lot of common sense. She understands when things are wrong and when things are alright, she always looks at everything from a negative point of view, and sometimes verbally bashes people down. She tries her best to be the strength others need, but sometimes its not enough. If pushed enough, Mercedes does have mental break downs, she is scared of never being accepted, and the fact that her family treated her like shit makes her feel more out casted and awkward. Even though she’s quite friendly, she tends to be shunned by most people, her father’s abusive words in the past have given her depression, though she covers it up with her convincingly fake smiles.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - history
mother; Olivia Taylor (Haerters) Brigham (44)
father; Jasper Alexander Brigham (45)
sisters; n/a
brothers; Devon Augustus Brigham (twin, 25), Tanner Oliver Brigham (younger sister, 20)
other family; Ernest Claude Haerters (grandfather, deceased)
overall history;
It started when Mercedes was born. She and her twin Devon were rivals from the very start. Her father, though not purposely doing it, had already formed sexist ideals in his head from his own childhood. To him, a girl would never amount to anything other than someone to stay at home and cook dinner for the husband and children. He was emotionally abusive to Mercy ever since she was little. He always ridiculed her and told her she’d never amount to anything in an attempt to keep her “under control”. Instead, he turned Mercedes into an emotional wreck by his insults. It got worse when he found out she was a tom boy, not even a girly girl. She was more into trucks and fixing cars than dancing around in a ballerina outfit. At this, Jasper was not pleased. Mercedes was only five years old when her father dragged her from playing outside with her friends, into the house and beat her for her “indecency”, and how “inappropriate” she was being. Because he had this ideal of what women should be in his head, his daughter was a complete disgrace. All the while he was cherishing Devon and then Mercedes’ younger brother Tanner. He praised his sons like they were kings, and practically disowned Mercedes.

Of course, Mercedes’ mother didn’t help much at all. She had already been “put in her place” and insisted Mercedes needed to conform, to lose all of her originality, all of her personality – and become a robotic housewife. To be like the other little girls and play house rather than play leap frog and Tonka trucks. This highly upset Mercedes, causing her to loathe both of her parents at a very early age. The only person who ever seemed to understand Mercedes was her grandfather. When her father got abusive, or went into a rant about how horrible she was; Mercedes would run away from home and go to her grandfather’s house. He understood Mercedes, and would even let the little girl help him work on his cars or work on the computer. Mercedes was the highlight of Ernest’s life, taking care of his granddaughter and being so close to her. Mercy was more than happy to spend time with her gramps. He made her life so much better, and helped her through all of the pain. Every time Mercedes ran away, her father would come to her grandfather’s house and take her back home. But not before verbally bitching out Ernest for housing a “little fugitive”; of course Mercy’s gramps would just shrug it off and laugh about it later on. He was a giant shield, deflecting everything Jasper said to him, and it inspired and made Mercedes want to be just like him.

While her brothers were turning into stuck up snobs, Mercedes grew more and more down to earth and generous. At school, she always let people cut in front of her; sometimes she wouldn’t even get lunch in the lunch room. She was highly unliked in school, basically out casted by everyone because she was just too “weird”. This turned her into a shy girl, or at least made her shyer than she already was. Every day after school, rather than going directly home – Mercy always opted to go see her grandfather. They’d hang out and talk for long periods of times, usually ending with Ernest reminiscing about Mercedes’ grandmother (of whom Mercy was named after, and also looked like). Mercy always had dinner at her grandfather’s house then would go home to finish homework and go to bed. Jasper wasn’t happy with this. His daughter was being insubordinate and thus, in his opinion, needed to be “fixed”.

One night after Mercedes got home from hanging out with her grandfather, her father entered her room while she was doing home work and began to beat her, assuming he could “beat some sense into her”. Instead, he left a giant scar on the back of Mercedes’ left leg. She ended up packing up all of her things and moving in with her grandfather – away from her family. Her father was furious at this. However the police had suggested he “back off and not touch the young lady again”. But… the worst thing on the Earth struck. The Death. It was probably the worst thing that could happen for Mercedes. Though her family was full of werewolves, it killed off all of the police officers and everyone who could keep her safe, with the exception of her grandfather. However, he was growing old and his strength was dwindling. After the death, Jasper decided he needed to take matters into his own hands. So one night while Mercedes was making dinner for her and her grandfather, her father entered the house and completely slaughtered Ernest. This left Mercedes scarred.

She had watched her father kill her grandfather. She wasn’t capable of stopping him, and it pushed Mercedes into pure hatred. However, she couldn’t conjure up enough blinding hatred to allow her to kill her father in return. Rather, she allowed him to leave and broke down crying over her grandfather’s dead body. She felt useless, hopeless, inept. It was at that point that Mercedes dropped the name Brigham and took up her grandfather’s last name. She buried her grandfather then cut off all contact with her family, entirely moving to an unknown place. Awhile after that the war broke out, and needless to say Mercedes has been hiding herself away on proper territory, where her father can never even imagine to find her. However, she recently decided to take up caring for children in an Orphanage run by Izabella Andretti; in hopes to give the children a better life than she ever had.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - player
your name; mars
age; nineteen
rp experience; 5-6 years
where you heard about us; mee!
muses; aidan, demetrius, izzy and dakota

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<sub>“Uh, I haven’t really moved on… despite the recent dates that I’ve been on… I can’t seem to find a woman that I could fall in love with.” In that instant, when he spoke, Mercedes moved back, her blue eyes fluttered away, staring at anything but his face. She put her hand over her mouth, and forced a fake yawn in an attempt to hide the fact that her eyes had started to gather tears. She covered her face. The yawn forced back the tears, restricting them so she wouldn’t cry. He had… tried moving on. Her stomach churned, disgusting by that fact. What was wrong with her? She wasn’t supposed to be so upset over this kind of thing, especially when he… said no one stood up to her. She felt her face turn slightly pink. Still, she wasn’t really happy with the fact that he wasn’t over her. Part of her wanted him to still want her; another part wanted him to just go away. To disappear, after all – she had been his student… and that was a scandal. What would people think of her? She had sex with her teacher on his desk! If people knew that… what would they think of her? An easy catch? A slut? Easy… she never wanted to be considered easy. She shifted herself back, away from him, staring towards the bar.

“I guess… that’s good… you should move on though… there are better girls out there.” Her voice cracked in the middle of her sentence. Shit. Fuck. Crap. She wanted to curse out loud, but that’d be rude of her. “You should go back… to Harvard… work there… better pay… better… students.” Her voice strained again, she coughed and cleared her throat. Now she needed to bring him down, push him away because there was no way she could just let herself break. “Y…you shouldn’t have come here… for that… student. That’s… the stupidest…” She shook her head and let herself tear up. “You’re an idiot.” she simply said. “A giant idiot.” She shook her head a little more violently. “Do I even look like I’m a good leader? This diner is tanking miserably. I can’t sustain it as an owner… I’m at my wits end, and you can’t even see that… but it doesn’t matter because… I want you gone.” Now her voice was stern, her blue eyes snapped over to look him right in his. “The next flight out, the next train, a bus, I don’t care how you leave. Just leave.” She slid out of the booth, turning her back to him, staring forward, away entirely. “I don’t want, nor do I need to catch up with you.”

She paused, seeing her staff was watching, she gave them glares, and they scattered. “You don’t know how to take a hint do you? When I left, it meant that I didn’t want to see you again, I thought I wrote perfectly in bold, in that letter that I had put on your desk, that I never want to see you again.” She turned around and slammed her hands down on the table. “Stop being so ignorant and take a damn hint!” She snapped out, feeling so unlike herself. Mercedes wasn’t used to being an angry person, but the fact that she was so tired from her job already, and that her brother was already around, getting on her nerves – didn’t help her get any happier in the already frail moment. “Men are so stubborn, none of you ever listen! EVER! When I say I never want to see you again, I MEAN IT! Now you, and my goddamn brother can go jump off a cliff somewhere together… FAR, FAR AWAY FROM ME!” She screamed, in a manner she had never done before. It felt like all the anger in her body had just finally exploded, and gushed out in Logan’s direction. Sadly, he had to trigger all of the hidden feelings, even if they were fake. She was just pushing people away to keep them… safe. She wasn’t sure she could honestly make anyone happy… and even though she felt so safe, so secure, so completely in bliss when she had been in Logan’s office so many years ago, wrapped in his arms – she had forced those memories out of her head, and tried to hide the fact that she indeed, needed him.</sub>

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