Post by Ben Mercer on Jan 9, 2012 4:23:43 GMT
The Basics
Name: Ben Mercer
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Species: Human
Date Of Birth: August 3rd 1986
Nationality: American
Hometown New York
Occupation: Former CIA operative now Infiltrator for Black Fang
Alignment: Neutral
Theme Song: “Can you save me?” by Power
Outer Stuff
Face Claim: Eion Bailey
Height: 192CM
Weight 68KG
Hair color: Brown
Hair style: The hair is aggressively short at the sides and back, while the top is cut short at the crown and gradually longer towards the front
Eye color: Blue
Skin color: White
Posture: Confident yet cautious of his surroundings
Scars/ Tattoo’s/ Other markings: N/A
Accessories: N/A
Clothes: Black T-shirt with denim jacket, jeans and tennis shoes
Anything Else? N/A
Inner Stuff
Likes:
- American food
- Reading spy novels (hey it’s why he became a spy in the first place)
- Martial arts
Dislikes:
- Cocky people
- Traitors
- Plans that go wrong
Strengths:
- Excellent in deception and espionage
- Combative skills are CIA level
- Speaks several languages
- Can make on-the-spot plans and decisions
- Incredible parkour ability
- Can use an array of guns and weapons
Weaknesses:
- Fear of being abandoned
- Likes to be alone, which can be a problem sometimes
- A bit of a cowboy (reckless and independent)
Goal(s):
- To find the men responsible for murdering his girlfriend.
Habits/ Quirks:
- Has a habit of snapping his fingers while fighting.
Relationships:
- Emily Walker- Ben’s deceased girlfriend
Overview: Ben could be considered the ultimate ‘lone wolf’ he likes to be alone by himself whether during missions or off-duty; a trait that he picked up while he was a CIA agent. He has no interest in either making friends other than those he truly trusts, which is hard to do, or having any kind of romantic relationships with anyone after what happened to his last girlfriend. He is also very manipulative and persuasive as he has a vast array of contacts and he can easily convince someone to turn information to him, though sometimes having a large amount of money helps, however deep inside he is a troubled man with a painful past involving his time in the CIA agent and the death of his girlfriend.
Other Equipment:
- A PDA that can be used as a hacking tool and looking up information about anyone
- Encrypted cellphone
History
Ben Mercer was born in New York, as a young boy he often read spy stories and novels leading him to his desire to join the CIA, he often reenacted James Bond scenes imagining him to be the main character though that also led him to trouble with the authorities as he broke into several places as he often broke into places because he reenacting breaking into some villains lair. However this bad habit soon fell out of practice as he grew older stopping completely when he joined the CIA at the age of 20; he soon grew into a talented and the most promising agent that the CIA had ever seen and with the addition of Emily Walker his life was complete.
However things went wrong on one CIA mission and it cost him not only his job but also Emily Walker, tired and sickened by the beauracucy of the spy world he resigned himself to drinking his troubles for the rest of his life. However he was then approached by a member of Black Fang, to be a spy once more but this time with more dangers in the form of monsters and Riders, Ben thought about the offer for a long time before deciding to enter the world of cloak and daggers once more.
OOC Stuff
Anything Else: N/A
OOC Name: Clive
Name Color Gold
Number Of Stars 4
Color Of Stars Silver
Sample RP: The world of cloak and daggers isn’t all that it was cut out to be, there isn’t a man with a fedora smoking a cigar waiting for his contact beneath a lamppost, there wasn’t the smoking hot babe waiting for said spy at the end of the day waiting to comfort him and there was certainly no stupid bad guy that ‘accidently’ let a big red self-destruct button just sitting in his office.
No there isn’t such a trait for Ben Mercer, former CIA agent and now drunk man of New York, all there was waiting for him at the end of the day was only an empty apartment and probably more pleas from the CIA to rejoin the agency…like that’ll ever happen; he had given up on the place months ago, his dream of becoming a top agent destroyed when the very same agency that he swore to serve and protect decided to burn him. Now all he was doing was simply sweeping and cleaning some office buildings, a far cry from his former job, a job that a young boy from New York once dreamed of.
