Full Name: [ First, middle, last ] : Nicolette Vivian Hart, proudly named by my mother.
Why do we have to add my middles name?Nickname: Nixie, (It was her mothers favorite name to call her.)
Ne-X-Y Not Nixie . Age: 17 and not enjoying it..
*Pouts* Rude..Gender:female..
Appearance:
Nicolette has beautiful blue eyes, a seductive smile. A bashful round face. Prefect right? She has slim body, average, height, average bust and waist, Long dark brown hair. Now more out of looks and into style, she enjoys wearing bright colors she cherishes her military boots and converses. Obsessed with her miniature hair bows and cute beauty clips, she customizes her hair into many exotic styles.
Personality:
Nicolette is sweet always seeing the bright side in everything without completely having faith that things will get better, she is sort of a hypocrite or a pain in the rear sometimes if you know what a mean? She likes to chatter on and on about unimportant things...very talkative. But she enjoys most things in life, like wealth and and happiness but isn't like the energy powered robots . She had always been insecure, she had never truly felt prefect.Nicolette has always been the rebel, She loved playing the one in charge of leading them out of the misery.
I can tell I hate you alreadyPower: [ What ability did you choose when you were Perfected? ] She always wanted to be telepathic.
Likes/Dislikes: She loves food, in love with different mixtures from around the globe. She enjoys dancing, hate bugs, mud or the act of getting her self dirty, she detests swimming or seeing an animal being killed.She enjoys running sports or anything that includes movement.She hates when people touch her hair, it bothers her very much.
Fears: Nicolette is afraid of few thing. She is afraid of flying, she always had nightmares of slowly falling and dying. She is afraid of death and lastly afraid of sharp objects.
History:
Her mother knew, she knew her father was dead...she knew he died from the virus . She was scared terrified. Her emotions were a complex bowl of soup, nothing more than garbage rampaged through her head, at least she need to let it out tell her only daughter. She was scared, scared to speak and not be heard, scared to speak be heard and be killed,she remained quiet the guilt killing her inside out.
Playlist:
Wild ones
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpOR_HuHRNs&ob=av2e___
Edge of Glory
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QeWBS0JBNzQ&ob=av2e___
Born this way
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wV1FrqwZyKw&ob=av2e_
Other:
"RICE!"[code][/code][quote][/quote]