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Nicole O'Gara//ExTerminators
Player LJ: nikkiogara
Way to contact you:
Email: loose_bolt@live.com
AIM: N//A.
Other: N//A.
Are you at least 15?: Yes.
Current Characters: N//A.
Character: Nicole Caroline O'Gara
Fandom: ExTerminators
Character Notes:
History:
Nikki is a poor, young woman living in Texas. She has anger management issues and is currently ordered by the court to take a class after ripping some dude's clothes to shreds because he wouldn't take them out of the dryer. She was born in Las Vegas, Nevada however and had to move because of an abusive boyfriend who she was going to kill. Nikki is the fourth sibling out of six. Three boys and three girls in total. Like the freaking Brady Bunch. She likes alcohol quite a bit and gets drunk often, probably to ease whatever pain she's feeling.
Nikki has become friends with Stella and Alexandria. They go to the Dive Bar every night after Therapy and just have fun and drink and smoke. She smokes quite a bit, especially when she's drinking, and if she isn't smoking, she's sucking on a lollipop. Nikki and her two friends decided one drunken night to follow an abusive husband who had come into the bar earlier that night to beat his wife. Stella got pissed and ended up ramming his car a few times, causing him to go off the cliff and set on fire, inevitable killing him. After that, women began to come to them, asking for "pest control" of horrible and abusive husbands. Nikki and Stella took up the offer while coy Alex shied away from it. Alex does not know what her two best friends do in their free time.
Personality: Nikki is; Abrasive, Impulsive, Vengeful, Intelligent, A Grammar Nazi, A Sexual Persuasion Ninja, Witty, Sarcastic, Manipulative, Quick Whipped, Big Mouthed, Angry, Aggressive, Quick to Act, Bi Polar, Doesn't Give Up, Does What She Has To Do, Loyal, Trustworthy, Blunt, Does not trust others easily, Mentally Unstable, Crazy, and Pretty Friendly.
Re: Nicole O'Gara//ExTerminators
Likes: Smoking, Lollipops, Getting Revenge, Makeup, Being free, Leading, Drinking, Sarcasm, Manipulation, Laughing, Having Fun, Music, Movies, Dancing, Dinosaurs, Vegetarian Food, Mexican Food, Chinese Food, Coke Products, Trains, Boots, Skirts, Reading, Killing Bad Men, Halloween, Ghost Stories, Haunted Houses, Incense, Mythology.
Dislikes: Drugs, Steak, Chicken, Meat, Pepsi, Whining People, Ignorance, Stupidity, Cheaters, Abusive Men, Being Told What To Do, People Fighting Her Verbally, The Color Pink, Warm/Hot Weather, Hot Sauce, Rap Music.
Additional Links:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ExTerminators_(film)
Re: Nicole O'Gara//ExTerminators
My green eyes ran over the room as once again I found myself sitting in this stupid red plastic chair. This was ridiculous. It wasn't fair, sure I was angry but wasn't 99.9% of the god damned population? They all weren't stuck in a chair three times a damn week talking about their feelings. Sure, fine, okay sometimes I did get a little angrier than some people, but is it my fault that people push my buttons? Hell no it's not.
There have been more and more woman coming through here, and I can't help but think that all they really want is for Stella and I to handle their problems. Normally I'd tell people to fix their shit themselves, but it wasn't really the woman's fault this time. I mean, who the hell could ever tell if your husband was just going to up and rape and beat you one day. Aw, silent revolution, that's what I called it. Fuck men, the dirty little liars.
Maybe I took on this job because of the way I related to these women sometimes. Wouldn't surprise me, and sure as hell wouldn't stop me. Like Stella kept telling me. If we don't help these poor women, who the fuck is going to? I refuse to allow one of my friends to show up dead in a ditch somewhere all because I got a little queasy about killing a man. That isn't me, and it's not about to be. I should be listening to this damn woman speak right now, huh?....Time to get out of your head, Nikki.
Third Person:
PRESSING HER RED LIPS TOGETHER, HER GREEN EYES PEERED OUT FROM OVER HER GLASSES AT HER BROTHER. THE WOMAN SMILED AS SHE LAUGHED OUT HEARTILY. "WOW, OKAY..MAYBE WE SHOULDN'T LET YOU PICK OUT YOUR OWN OUTFITS ANYMORE." BEAMING AT THE MAN NOW, SHE WHIRLED AROUND IN ONE PLACE BEFORE LOOKING HIM OVER, A BROW COCKING LIGHTLY. "SO? HOW DO I LOOK? I LOOK GOOD DON'T I?...SAY IT. SAY I LOOK GOOD." DEMANDING FROM THE MAN NOW SHE PULLED ON HER GLOVES AS SHE REACHED FOR A CIGARETTE, PULLING OPEN THE FLIP BOX TOP, SHE STUCK ONE INTO HER MOUTH IGNORING THE RED SMEAR AROUND THE BUTT OF THE CIGARETTE. GOING TO LIGHT IT, SHE TIPPED HER GLOVE LADEN HAND UP TO MAKE SURE HER DARK HAIR WAS STILL COMPLETELY FASTENED ON HER HEAD BEFORE ROLLING HER SHOULDERS OUT A LITTLE. "WELL...SO WHEN DOES THIS DAMN PARTY START ANYWAYS?" HER GREEN ORBS FOCUSED IN ON HER BROTHER AS SHE MOVED TO HIM TO HELP FIX THE WIG HE WAS TRYING PUT ON. "HERE...LET ME HELP YOU." GOING TO FIX HIS WIG AS SHE SMILED OVER THE MAN, PATTING HIS SHOULDER. "LOOK..I'M SORRY...I KNOW THAT HOW I TOOK OFF LAST TIME WAS BAD, AND...I FUCKED UP AND I'M A BAD, TERRIBLE, FUCKING HORRIBLE PERSON...BUT...I'M SORRY AND I'M BACK NOW..FOR HOWEVER LONG YOU'LL HAVE ME, OKAY?"
FORCING A TINY SMILE ONTO HER FACE, SHE NODDED, GOING TO BRUSH A HAND OVER ONE OF THE PIN CURLS IN HER HAIR AS SHE SIGHED OUT, HER EYEBROWS IMMEDIATELY FURROWING AS SHE PICKED AT THE BRIGHT YELLOW SWEATER HER BROTHER WAS DONNING. "I...JUST DO NOT KNOW IF I CAN GET INTO THIS LOOK, HARRIS...." SHAKING HER HEAD, SHE LAUGHED AT THE MAN AS SHE TOOK IN A DRAG OF HER CIGARETTE. STEPPING BACK, AS HE SPOKE, SHE FROWNED IMMEDIATELY. "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" FLICKING SOME OF HER ASHES INTO WHAT LOOKED LIKE AN ASHTRAY BUT NOT REALLY TAKING THE NOTICE AND NOT CARING MUCH, EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS IN SOMEONE ELSE'S HOUSE, SHE TOOK IN A SOFT BREATH. AS HER BROTHER GRABBED A HOLD OF HER HAND, SHE TOOK IN A BREATH, BEING DRUG OVER TO THE BED, SHE SHOOK HER HEAD. "WHATEVER THE FUCK THIS IS, WHATEVER'S GOING ON I DON'T WANT A PART OF IT. JAMIE, COME ON...THIS IS RIDICULOUS, I HAVE MY OWN SHIT TO..." THE MINUTE THE MAN MOVED, A HAND INSTANTLY WENT OVER HER MOUTH, SHE RIPPED HER SUNGLASSES OFF OF HER HEAD, HER EYES WIDE. "ARE YOU A FUCKING RETARD?!"
Rejected