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Player Information:
Name or Handle: Nym!
LJ: digthenym
Email: acediatheory@aol.com
AIM/ MSN / Plurk name: acediatheory (AIM), rockswithewoks (plurk)
Any current characters here?:
C'mon now.
Character Information:
Character Name: Marco
Age: 16
Canon: Animorphs
Appearance:
Hot enough for a centerfold in Hutt Porn Weekly.
Short.
Really short.
Okay, aside from the fact that Marco isn't exactly the most intimidating of physical figures, he is frequently described as "cute" in the books. He's hispanic, with olive toned skin and dark hair and eyes, and is what we would almost call "man-pretty". Often he has a huge smirk on his face and a rolling set of eyes, but he's got a mannerism that draws people in; a natural charisma
Personality:
Marco's the comedian when the world stops laughing. No matter what the situation is, he's the guy who's always there with a joke and an easy grin. He's the self-proclaimed comic relief, and he knows how to diffuse damn near any situation with humor. He can be charming when he wants, and is shown to be a relatively popular guy at his school in canon. Occasionally he takes a joke a little too far, ( As seen in the first Megamorphs, where Ax sadly states that "Marco is intelligent, but suffers from a condition the humans call "a sense of humor") but for Marco there isn't any situation where he can't squeeze out a laugh.
However, despite being the life of the party, there is a deeper side to Marco. Pragmatic and usually pessimistic, from the tender age of thirteen Marco's always been the go-to man for strategy and plans. He's cunning, able to see multiple situations and react accordingly to them. Marco is a 'full picture' kind of guy - it's not often that he lets himself get distracted or duped by optimism, and because of that he can occasionally be the piss that extinguishes a group's battle fire. Often the least enthused and reluctant, Marco typically takes the wait and see approach as opposed to the look before leaping strategy. Occasionally, this results in him looking like a coward, but those who know Marco know that he is incredibly brave when the situation calls for it - it's just a matter of practicality and logic for him. As it turns out, his catch phrase throughout the series is "Are you insane?!", something proclaimed at varying decibel levels.
Although for the most part Marco is in control and doesn't let his emotions get the better of him, he has been shown in canon to let his temper to get the better of him- mainly in regards to his mother. Marco puts his family ( plus Jake, his best friend who may as well be his brother ) above everything else - including himself. Marco has a very small circle of People Who Matter, but once someone is in that circle, there's very little Marco won't do for them - to include turning into roaches and flies.
Background:
Wiki link here! I am taking Marco from after book 51, because of the DELICIOUS DRAMAS but not quite OMG HEARTBREAK
Special Abilities or Weapons:
Aside from the cutting wit and dazzling charm, you mean?
Marco was gifted with Andalite technology by a dying alien prince named Elfangor. The technology consists of the ability for Marco to physically morph into any animal for a duration of two hours. As long as Marco has "acquired" the DNA of an animal (DNA is acquired through a short moment of physical contact between Marco and the animal) he is able to turn into it at anytime. In addition to this, morphing also allows the morpher to have mild regeneration abilities - any injuries sustained to either Marco's own body or the animal he's morphed into are repaired once he changes shape as the DNA itself isn't harmed. While in morphing, Marco also possesses the ability for "thought speak", a mild telepathy that allows him to "talk" and listen.
A comprehensive list of his canon morphs can be found at the wiki link I provided for his backstory.
Sect: At the moment, Civilian.
Job: Lol delivery boy of some kind.
Samples:
First Person:
LOCK UP YOUR WOMEN, CS
Third Person:
The drink the bartender had poored, rather generously and without tip, became splattered out on the wall behind him as his young, underaged, patron thumped on his chest with a closed fist.
"I'm sorry, did I just hear you call this-"
The bartender glared, all four of its eyes narrowing as it unleashed a series of clicks and spurs.
Marco felt his jaw go slack. Both at what the bug guy was saying and also the fact that he could now speak fluent bug-guy.
"That can't be the right name."
The bartender emphasized it with his arms.
"I did not just...drink something called p'imp juice."
The young, blonde woman to his right gave a snort into her totally normal space Coca-Cola.
Marco groaned, sinking his head into his hands. He supposed this was the right kind of moment where a guy would lament being thrown into a world he wasn't familiar with, tossed into circumstances he couldn't combat, and given a very cold cup of p'imp juice.
Marco wasn't that kind of guy.
He rolled his eyes, taking a long sip of the new drink before ordering another. When given p'imp juice, make p'imp lemonade.
Anything Else: JCHRIST DON'T LET HIM DRIVE