Post by MARLO DI LUCA on Oct 18, 2017 22:20:14 GMT -5
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MARLO DI LUCA
MARLO DI LUCA
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[attr="class","box_title"] GENDER | [attr="class","box_title"] AGE | [attr="class","box_title"] SEXUALITY | [attr="class","box_title"] RACE |
[attr="class","box_write"] Male | [attr="class","box_write"] Twenty | [attr="class","box_write"] Heterosexual | [attr="class","box_write"] Human |
[attr="class","about_1"]PERSONALITY
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{Chaotic Good} He acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and truth but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. He views freedom and the randomness of actions as ultimate truths, and likewise, places value on life and the welfare of each individual. Respect for individualism is paramount.
POSITIVE [break][break] ✔ BOLD [break] ✔ UNORTHODOX [break] ✔ ADVENTUROUS [break] ✔ CLEVER [break] ✔ UNDERSTATED [break] | NEGATIVE [break][break] ✖ DISSUASIVE [break] ✖ SLY [break] ✖ CONTEMPLATIVE [break] ✖ BOLSHIE [break] ✖ JUDGEMENTAL [break] |
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{Chaotic Good} He acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and truth but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. He views freedom and the randomness of actions as ultimate truths, and likewise, places value on life and the welfare of each individual. Respect for individualism is paramount.
[attr="class","about_1"]HISTORY / FREE FORM
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He only ever lived in one place but that place was never truly his home. He struggled to find things to be thankful for whenever he reminiscences about that island. However he was thankful for his childhood and family. His father, an ex-pirate of the Happo Navy, was a brave and hardworking man. And he tried to raise his only child in his image. Strong, principled, and open-minded, he instilled these traits in Marlo everyday as he passed his signature martial art down to him under the morning rising sun.
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"You have too much of your mother in you" Marlo remembered him saying. And he was right and they would both laugh. She was a brilliant woman his mother; a cunning woman, an intelligent woman, a woman who had a lust for adventure and spontaneity that it was infectious to those around her. So infectious that it caused a rigid man to leave his home and defect from the Happo Navy to follow her across the seas. A true forbidden love they constantly told Marlo, a love that was fought for and never taken for granted.
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He remembered his fathers tales of great pirate ships and the sailing of the Grand Line, and his mother nurturing his talents for maths, topography and drawing. He remembered their simple and happy existence on an island chosen for its humility and isolation. But that isolation cost them everything when Marlo turned eighteen. Unaware that agents of the World Government arrived with intelligence of a high bounty on the island, they tortured their way around the island until their efforts concluded at his family's doorstep.
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If it wasn't for the sharp instincts of his parents he would have died. Instead he was sent to hide in the forest with a few instructions, items and parting words he will never repeat to another soul. He was sent to hide while his parents were murdered. They destroyed his existence in that home, as if he had never been born, their love protecting and fighting for him. He remembered the rain, as if his tears were falling from the sky as he re-entered his home a day later to find them lying together in a pool of blood, each with a single bullet hole in the head.
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So for the next two years revenge consumed him. He vowed to search the seas for the men and women that killed his family. He would hunt them down and murder them with a rage one can only express through loss. And hunt them he did, every single one of those agents acting in the name of the World Government. He thought it gave him peace, closure, but now he wasn't so sure of that belief. After succeeding in his revenge he is somewhat lost, not knowing exactly what to do next, knowing only that he will live his adventure the way his parents would have wanted him to.
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LIKES: sketching, crazy and unusual weather events, rum, riddles, thievery.
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DISLIKES: the world government.
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OCCUPATION: navigator.
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PRIMARY ATTRIBUTE: agility.
He only ever lived in one place but that place was never truly his home. He struggled to find things to be thankful for whenever he reminiscences about that island. However he was thankful for his childhood and family. His father, an ex-pirate of the Happo Navy, was a brave and hardworking man. And he tried to raise his only child in his image. Strong, principled, and open-minded, he instilled these traits in Marlo everyday as he passed his signature martial art down to him under the morning rising sun.
[break][break]
"You have too much of your mother in you" Marlo remembered him saying. And he was right and they would both laugh. She was a brilliant woman his mother; a cunning woman, an intelligent woman, a woman who had a lust for adventure and spontaneity that it was infectious to those around her. So infectious that it caused a rigid man to leave his home and defect from the Happo Navy to follow her across the seas. A true forbidden love they constantly told Marlo, a love that was fought for and never taken for granted.
[break][break]
He remembered his fathers tales of great pirate ships and the sailing of the Grand Line, and his mother nurturing his talents for maths, topography and drawing. He remembered their simple and happy existence on an island chosen for its humility and isolation. But that isolation cost them everything when Marlo turned eighteen. Unaware that agents of the World Government arrived with intelligence of a high bounty on the island, they tortured their way around the island until their efforts concluded at his family's doorstep.
[break][break]
If it wasn't for the sharp instincts of his parents he would have died. Instead he was sent to hide in the forest with a few instructions, items and parting words he will never repeat to another soul. He was sent to hide while his parents were murdered. They destroyed his existence in that home, as if he had never been born, their love protecting and fighting for him. He remembered the rain, as if his tears were falling from the sky as he re-entered his home a day later to find them lying together in a pool of blood, each with a single bullet hole in the head.
[break][break]
So for the next two years revenge consumed him. He vowed to search the seas for the men and women that killed his family. He would hunt them down and murder them with a rage one can only express through loss. And hunt them he did, every single one of those agents acting in the name of the World Government. He thought it gave him peace, closure, but now he wasn't so sure of that belief. After succeeding in his revenge he is somewhat lost, not knowing exactly what to do next, knowing only that he will live his adventure the way his parents would have wanted him to.
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LIKES: sketching, crazy and unusual weather events, rum, riddles, thievery.
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DISLIKES: the world government.
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OCCUPATION: navigator.
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PRIMARY ATTRIBUTE: agility.
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[attr="class","ooc_box"] MUSHISHI | [attr="class","ooc_name"] GINKO |
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