I'LL KEEP YOU MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET -- open; introduction

[Mercede]

MERCEDE

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diamonds are a girl’s bestfriend -

mercede f. callahan
the pitt
2 months


pronounced: (mur-say-dee)

general
female - marble cross fox (white, gray, black) - 2 months - Jervis x Fourthwall - no crush - no mentor

powers
mental manipulation

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call me your sweet baby —


It wasn’t that Mercede thought she was the best, she knew she was the best. Because she knew so she never really felt the urge to prove it to anyone apart from the simple statement of being so every now and then.

But she never went out of her way to show it. The opinion of others didn’t concern her too much because she knew who and just what she was and what she was capable of. Hypocritically, she did care for her reputation. Not that she was the best but that people viewed her as regal and special and impressive in her manners. So when she tried to correct her sisters it wasn’t so much because she wanted them to do better for the sake of being better. It was more for  herself. The pup didn’t want to be associated with idiots, pigs, tramps, fools, and failures.

The little girl was always highly aware of her surrounding. Her social background and those people grouped her with.

Much like her sister, Mercede was devoted to restoring greatness to their name. To keep her papa alive through her achievements. But she wasn’t so sure if she wanted to rule. That seemed boring and so overdone. She was going to be someone important though, someone people feared and envied.

“Greetings Sweeney. Finally introducing yourself?”

[sup][w]isker[/sup]