ASHTON, mercy

[mercyashton]

MERCY ISABELLA ASHTON
you and i should meet.

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GAZE INTO HER KILLING JAR
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name: mercy isabella ashton
age: twenty
birthday: february fifth 1990
band name: (S)AINT
position: photographer
play by: ana beatriz borras

LOOK IN MY EYES.

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likes: helping others, respectful people, architecture, patterns, photography, drawing, dancing, reading, history, music
habits: singing out of nowhere, day-dreaming, over-protective
secrets: has a mini crush on tremor harrison >.<
overall personality: mercy is your down to earth girl, yet can be found at wild parties drunk and smoking. she's loyal and resectful to her friends and family and she doesnt have a bad side. shes far too nice to everyone, always giving them 'second chances'. she enjoys anything theatre or musical, especially the classics. she can be quite romantic, in her own way. her perfect date would be either cuddling on the sofa with the perfect guy, watching a horror movie of some sort, or going to some sort of musical or a concert. she's giggly and bubbly, and gets a little too talkative sometimes. but hey, it's natural. although, she shuts up if you drag her anywhere near blood, hospitals or into some sort of freaky place (this includes tight spaces). overall, she is a good person, with good intentions.

I'M AN ADDICT FOR DRAMATICS
i confuse the two for love

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mom: UNKNOWN
dad: Markus Ashton. 46. Prison Cellmate.
siblings: none
other important figures: bandmates. friends.
overall history:

since she was a little girl, mercula loved to look at everything. she'd stare at a building, feel it's every crack, take in every little elegant detail. it was just natural. as she grew older, so did her amazing skill. she'd look places, and just see a perfect photograph, right in front of her. she absorbed everything. when she hit the age of ten, she got her own little digital camera. she carried it everywhere. she even kept it tied to her bedpost at night.

her teen years were rocky though. her father started to abuse her and do things to her. things that should NEVER be done to a twelve year old. she kept it a secret. for years he'd hit her and smack her about. until one night, he tried his game another time. but he was caught. as he was hitting young mercy, he didn't realise she'd set her camera to automatically take a picture. he was caught out. he was charged and got 18 years in prison. through that, she's grown a great respect for people. but, she's far too over-protective. she's now a photographer for (S)AINT and loving it. will her life get better... or worse?

rp quote:

My arms were wrapped around his neck as he kissed me passionately. He pulled away for a breath, and I heaved. He just looked at me, his green eyes glistening. Had we really just kissed? I didn't get time to think on the matter, because within seconds, we were kissing again. His lips against mine. Our eyes closed. Taking in the moment. And suddenly, it reminded me of something... Romeo&Juliet.

Our moment was ruined far too soon. The whirr of the elevator rising to the top floor stirred us. We stopped and stared, watching the doors open. Then she walked out. The store manager. FUCK!

"OI! YOU" WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP HERE!?"

We had to run again. But this time, together.
Our hands tied together, fitting perfectly as our feet ran automatically. We pushed open the door together, running down the stairs of the top floor down to the third floor. We kept running. Running until we could get out of the mall. And we did. I was out of breath. I had sore legs. But I didn't care. I JUST FUCKING MADE OUT WITH DAMON SLADE! I just fucking held his hand. He held my hand!

"If you don't love me... why did you kiss me?" I asked, nearly smiling.

He paused. He was thinking. Great. That meant no. The pause always means no.

"That's the thing though, Kellis. I-I.. I think I do love you."

My heart suddenly started beating at one thousand miles per hour. He loved me? Or was this another of his tricks my sister falsely accused him of?

"So... um, is that us going out now?" I looked at him, my face probably beetroot red.

And I waited for his answer... but he just got closer. With that look in his eye.

"Yeah... I think so."

I DONT WANNA KNOW ABOUT EVIL

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name/alias: shaun, or shaunaynay <3 XD
age: thurteen, homie!
experience: 2-3 years
password: PARALYZED TETRIS.

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this was made by heather. lyrics came from tons of bands, so yeah. dont steal or she will send boo the ghost to eat your face and your mothers face.