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Name:
Matthew Mercer
Age:
24
Gender:
Male
Description:
Personality:
Matthew psyche is rather cold, brooding and contemplative. He excels at masking his emotions, to the point where it'd be rather hard for people to completely read him. His methods of gathering information is rather scrupulous, and extreme, much to the criticism of the G.C.P.D. Many also call him methods extreme, not really flinching at killing people who he deems necessary, especially villains. Underneath, specially to the people who hes close with, he can be warm, soft spoken and kind.
Occupation:
Vigilante \ Scion of Mercer industries \
Equipment:
His equipment is contains mostly different types of bows and an arsenal of different arrows for multi-purposes. His preffered bow is a recurve bow. For close range combat he has made specially made batons that can be joined to make a pseudo bowstaff, the batons also have different frequencies of electricity. He has a special suit, (as seen in the picture) that is made of special fibre that is designed to withstand blows. A kevlar is laced within the suit to resist bullets. His helmet is fitted with many types of sensors and the like.
Bio:
Born under the lush, posh billionaire Mercer family, his childhood had mostly been a spoiled and free, slowly growing arrogant day by day. His freestyle life would have gone on unperturbed, had it not been for the incident. One cloudy day, blocking the sustained light from penetrating. An unnamed villain had massacred the Mercer family while Matthew was out partying and drinking with his 'friends'. Coming back to plentiful bodies splattered and skewered about, Matthew had almost gone insane, had it not been for his visiting uncle, that might have been the case. Matthew blamed himself that night, he made himself believe that it was all his fault somehow.
His Uncle was busy travelling around the globe, to learn and master different arts, especially the art of the bow. The young scion of the Mercer family was full of rage, regret and anger. His Uncle, Jerome Mercer, wanted to channel this and so chose to teach him what he himself has learned the past years. The training was rough and unloving, Matthew would have given up had it not for his anger. After years, he has grown stronger, not as strong as his uncle Jerome, but close and with the recent crisis that is happening in Golden Coast, Matthew had figured out that it is time for him to 'suit' up.
Matthew Mercer
Age:
24
Gender:
Male
Description:
Personality:
Matthew psyche is rather cold, brooding and contemplative. He excels at masking his emotions, to the point where it'd be rather hard for people to completely read him. His methods of gathering information is rather scrupulous, and extreme, much to the criticism of the G.C.P.D. Many also call him methods extreme, not really flinching at killing people who he deems necessary, especially villains. Underneath, specially to the people who hes close with, he can be warm, soft spoken and kind.
Occupation:
Vigilante \ Scion of Mercer industries \
Equipment:
His equipment is contains mostly different types of bows and an arsenal of different arrows for multi-purposes. His preffered bow is a recurve bow. For close range combat he has made specially made batons that can be joined to make a pseudo bowstaff, the batons also have different frequencies of electricity. He has a special suit, (as seen in the picture) that is made of special fibre that is designed to withstand blows. A kevlar is laced within the suit to resist bullets. His helmet is fitted with many types of sensors and the like.
Bio:
Born under the lush, posh billionaire Mercer family, his childhood had mostly been a spoiled and free, slowly growing arrogant day by day. His freestyle life would have gone on unperturbed, had it not been for the incident. One cloudy day, blocking the sustained light from penetrating. An unnamed villain had massacred the Mercer family while Matthew was out partying and drinking with his 'friends'. Coming back to plentiful bodies splattered and skewered about, Matthew had almost gone insane, had it not been for his visiting uncle, that might have been the case. Matthew blamed himself that night, he made himself believe that it was all his fault somehow.
His Uncle was busy travelling around the globe, to learn and master different arts, especially the art of the bow. The young scion of the Mercer family was full of rage, regret and anger. His Uncle, Jerome Mercer, wanted to channel this and so chose to teach him what he himself has learned the past years. The training was rough and unloving, Matthew would have given up had it not for his anger. After years, he has grown stronger, not as strong as his uncle Jerome, but close and with the recent crisis that is happening in Golden Coast, Matthew had figured out that it is time for him to 'suit' up.