Post by Marco Owen on Sept 18, 2011 15:56:36 GMT -5
| [atrb=style, width: 500px; background-color: black; border-top: 10px solid #585858; border-bottom: 10px solid #585858; border-right: 1px dotted #585858; border-left: 1px dotted #585858; color: white; font-family: monospace; padding: 8 8 8 8; text-align: justify;] "Someday I'll reach the edge of this world." MARCO OWEN  Full Name: Marco Antonio Owen . Age: 27. Gender: Male. Alias: Marco. Sexuality: Heterosexual. Occupation: Hitman, Mechanic, Weapon specialist, Professional Hacker when ever he's busy with the Varia. Mathematics teacher at High School when he's not. Affiliation: Varia (Vongola) Canon: Yes Face Claim: Marco Owen - King of Thorn. P E R S O N A L I T Y ! Likes:
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Personality: The first thing you would most likely do is step back when you notice Marco for the first time. Not having owned the most gentle face or looks, the man seems to be quite a scary figure as well as quite dangerous and untrustworthy. The fact that he also seems to lack the usual clothing style as the rest of the world around him gives the extra impression of a delinquent that stands right in front of you, who is ready to knock you out in no time. Though, this is quite the misunderstanding that surrounds our storm guardian of the Varia. Even though he is one of the well known killers who's out there in the Mafia, he is most likely also the most kind and peaceful of the bunch. Marco is the right hand of the oh so feared Maria. The main difference from the other members of the Varia might be that he only respects her and not fear. Being older than her and most likely more experienced too, he considers her more or less like a junior even though she is his leader. He is tolerated by her and maybe appreciated - he isn't quite sure yet, but he trusts her as a leader and is always there as backup for her. Usually looking composed and calm, he is also respected by his colleagues from the Varia squad, having them follow him silently whenever Maria is not around, accepted silently as a replacement leader. He takes that role quite seriously, making sure that he doesn't take liberties as imagining himself as the Varia leader and yet making sure the other wild ones remain in line. Loyalty is of what he is made, rules is what he follows, order is what keeps things from exploding into the overly cruel and exaggerated. Disliking random murders for fun or pain for the excitement of giving pain, he is quite standing out from the usual Varia member - the man is feared but follows a stricter moral code than most of the people. Unlike most of his predecessors as Storm Guardians of his Famiglia, Marco is quite sociable, having even taken a job as mathematics teacher at the local high school and enjoying chatting with random people, not liking to remain closed up in their HQ, which is quite a somber place in his opinion. He is a hacker and thus also quite into video games and manga, for him the one going with the other, especially when you are fan of games based upon the latter. Hacking is a hobby of his, something that brought him into the mafia world right after he had decided to leave it a first time - the past is a bitch and he knows it; escaping from it has become impossible and the man is resigned to eventually go to hell for the acts he has committed in his past. Mechanics is his passion - you can find him work for hours on old cars, old weapons, old machines and have him come out of them, covered with oil and dirt, sweating and maybe in pain, but man, he is smiling like a kid who discovered his favorite toy in a toy shop. Smiling is maybe the only thing that gives him softer traits from time to time. He is quite understanding and kind, once you tried talking to him. He has also nothing in common with the other Varia who like to have their own vendettas against families and people. He is a calmer figure who rather seeks solutions through something else than killing before thinking. The former military is also a decisive and independent person, not needing to rely on anyone else to keep on living. He learned from a young age that he is the only one who can keep him from falling completely, his friends and family certainly being important, but not the ones he should be relying upon. It isn't as if he could count on the Varia to help him either, right? Being quite a sage person, Marco knows where the limits are of what is believable and doable, especially for his actual team. Whenever things go out of hand, he steps in, knowing that he can do it and mostly because there is no need for the others to die (even when he has the same amount of chances to die too). Even though he isn't the Rain Guardian nor has any affinity for the Rain flame, he is most likely the peacekeeper of the group, breaking fights up and having the others have enough respect to stop fighting in front of his face about the subject, taking it outside and on a less serious level. Marco, even though he has many good sides, has also his flaws, which are most noticeable on the battle field or when he is under a lot of stress. Harsh, reckless, suspicious and most of all having violent tendencies that reach upon certain levels beyond human, the man is difficult to stop in such situations then, working on his own and for himself only until the deed is done, kicking all sort of help aside, most likely trying to hit and kill what's on his path, being blind to his own moral code then. The man is also someone who is quite recluse for a social bee, not having exactly any sort of relationship with anyone except the other Varia, as colleagues and maybe, maybe some sort of friendly attachment. Marco misses right now a stabilizing factor - be it a person or a goal. He is like a person who's trying to walk in the dark, reaching out for some sort of support that'd guide him out of it. A P P E A R A N C E ! Height: 1.92 m Weight: - Remarkable Features: Tattoos that aren't possible to be missed as well quite an amount of scars over the face and upper body. A tall frame that often seems to peek out from between the rest of the crowd. Often seen half naked except at work in the High School - he wears a suit then with the tie(!). Overall Looks: Towering over most people with his 1.92 meter, Marco is an imposing man with quite the threatening looks, no matter what he does always looking like a delinquent, even in a suit. But even so, he is quite the man - large shoulders, muscled arms, six pack and a strong torso, he is what you could call the 'ideal soldier type'. Not being capable of remaining in a shirt for very long, it is quite common to see him walk around half naked, only wearing some pants and the regular Varia boots at his feet. Marco's face, shoulders, torso, neck and back are covered with more or less scary tattoos of which some are half erased by big star shaped scar on his back and torso, cross shaped ones on his face and simple linear ones on his shoulders. A cross is tattooed on his face, a pirate skull on his left shoulder, tribal like swirls and designs on the other one till down the arm. The other arm is covered with an anchor tattoo and half erased words of which you can read 'silver' when you are observant enough. On his back, a large M with the rest of his name written under it defines his identity even though half of it is now unreadable. Which suits him just fine right now. Around his neck is a tattoo representing some strange necklace that has more of a chain than anything else. And lastly, on his chest, a large A, surrounded by a circle with some sort of thorns surrounding it.  Marco's whole stature is threatening, scary on the first glace, his dark eyes always seem to pierce from behind his bangs, his large figure having some sort of doom aura around it. Most people as first reaction when seeing him is to step back and shut their mouth if it was open and stammer an apology even when there are none needed. The man has gotten used to that now and doesn't even bother trying to tell people that he has no ill intentions - it would be half a lie either way, since he is part of the mafia and mafia means obligatorily that there would be innocent victims at some point in their business. The overall countenance of Marco is that of a serious man to which nothing seems to ever escape. Often his hands busy with something more or less useful or in his pockets, his back is always straight and never seems to slouch forwards when the general mood is depressed or sad. He is a man and people don't hesitate to call him manly either. The face of this man is quite angular, rough and most often seem to be frowning or having quite a gloomy look even if he is in a decent mood. His nose is large as his lips are and is partially covered with one of his facial scars. His lips are under normal circumstances drawn in a straight line, sometimes smiling when the occasion is appropriated for it. His hair of a black color, reaches till the base of his neck, always parted in the middle, framing his face with some bangs, two rebellious locks falling before his eyes, parted by the nose. His skin is fairly tanned, from always standing in the sun when repairing the cars and weapons as well of training in any sort of weather outside. His hands are large and rough - muscular as well, being able to bend metal bars of a decent thickness with pure strength. His fingers even though thick and having round edges, are very dexterious and capable of handling fragile things as well operate 'magic' on small mechanics and electronics. He has a habit of bandaging his hands from the knuckles to half way his fore-arm for protection in battle, even though he doesn't use primarily his hands to fight. Marco, as mentioned above, is usually seen half naked, only wearing his boots and some dark colored pants that goes with the Varia uniform. That doesn't mean he is stupid enough to go without a proper protection into battle. Whenever he has to fight, he'll wear a flak jacket, like the military wears, covered with pockets, which are filled with munitions and diverse weapons. As for accessories or other physical decorations apart from the tattoos, Marco wears none except for his rings, and he still only has those in his pocket most of the time. He thinks that any sort of jewelry would be in his way for work and simple brawls in which he enters in from time to time to stop certain idiots from knocking each other's lights out for no reason.  A B I L I T I E S ! Hitman Ability: Marco is a master in several martial arts and to sharpen his skills, has inherited thanks to a very pushed training to have his body react through instinct even when he falls asleep in the middle of a battle. Being of a large build, he is also physically very strong and stable, being a difficult opponent to push aside and quite a beast when it comes to hand to hand fights, being able to receive hits and wounds and keep on moving as if it's nothing. Being trained like a military and for extreme cases, Marco is a real survivor, priming survival above anything else, making it possible for him to fight till there no tomorrow and having him survive several life threatening wounds and play games with death, games he always won so far. Having gotten implanted several storm stones in his body as a child, he needs to be very careful with his life; with each of the twenty stones that are in his body that cracks, he loses five years of his life span. Up till now, he lost ten years. His most dangerous skills reside in his fists, the Fist of the Devil (Pugno del Diavolo) and the Fist of the Human (Pugno della Persona Umana). Pugno del Diavolo is a fist that absorbs Dying Will Flames and transforms inside of his body, transforming it into his own flames. The backstabbing effect of this fist is what made it have it's name: each time Marco uses it, he'll get burned, giving him a great deal of physical pain, leaving him vulnerable the five first seconds after the absorbtion. Adding more and more burn wounds in the end, he might collapse, if it wasn't for his heavy and dangerous training of his past. Last time he got injured, he had wounds of the first degree that needed to be tended to with Sun Flames. Rumors are said that only Sun Guardians can heal those. The Fist of the Devil is red black, covering his arm to he shoulder and two, strange rectangular parts stick out of it, on top of his shoulder, covered with purple flames when absorbs and converses the flames. His other fist, Pugno della Persona Umana, is a fist that is more or less his box weapon. It has two forms; the one of a shield the other one being a fist that is filled with an inhuman strength made by his storm flames. This form of Dying Will Flames gives him only the possibility to defend or to hit but never the two at the same time, giving him a great disadvantage in battle because of the few seconds his arm needs to get back into another battle mode. The Fist of the Human is white and red, covering his arm up to the shoulder, having a oval shield on the forearm when in defensive mode and spikes on the knuckles when in battle mode. Those "weapons", the Fist of the Devil and the Fist of the Human are part of his DNA and cellular system, even though they don't "hurt" when injured. Because of that, Marco doesn't require weapon boxes and only one or two D ranked rings to activate them and keep them working through battle. Besides physical abilities, Marco is a hacker and a renown one. Having worked for the CIA before and the Italian government before joining the Varia. Having a vast knowledge when it comes to computers, coding and hacking, he has yet to meet someone who'd beat him in his own games. Flame Type: Storm. |
Ring(s): Varia Storm Ring (never uses it)
Box Weapon:
1. Semi-automatic pistol; This gun looks like any other 9x19mm Grandpower K100, Slovak semi-automatic pistol, for the exception of bearing storm flames on the back of it and on the bottom of the handle, at the magazine entrance. The pistol is useless without storm flames that Marco possesses in overload - the storm flames are the munition of this weapon, him being able to shoot them in concentrated forms of bullets, each hit not only doing the damage of a regular bullet, but also destroying in a radius of 10 cm around the impact all sort of material. The effects of those bullets are diminished when it faces a stronger flame or when it faces rain type weapon or animal boxes, the radius reducing itself by 5 cm. This weapon doesn't carry any sort of name.
2. Assault rifle; The Assault Rifle has some resemblances with a FN SCAR with a strap to carry it around on his back, but isn't quite the copy of it. Having the same abilities as the semi-automatic pistol, the only difference between those two is that this one is stronger and more powerful (having a radius of 20cm destruction around the 'bullet' and 10cm radius when it hits a stronger flame or rain flame weapon or animal box) but it is heavier and more difficult to wield in battle because of it's length and weight.
Box Animal: None.
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B A C K G R O U N D !
History:
Marco was born in the USA, from a "breeding" family for human slaves. He has never known his mother well enough, only having the memory of a old looking woman with the voice of a child; she was barely 17 and had gotten over twenty-five children already - she died a year after her last son was born, broken and crushed. Concerning the child, he was seen as strong and sturdy, not having cried once since the day it had come to the world; the perfect subject for the "PI Systema" Project (Pietra Impianto - Stone Implantation).
As far as he can remember, Marco only meals were the flesh and limbs of deformed creatures - he has never been sure if he had been eating the flesh of his brothers and sisters but he wouldn't be surprised if it has been the case. Having never gotten any education really, he learned from the the bribes he could hear. His brain managed to absorb things and make conclusions quite easily, having him keep it up with a human behavior and maybe even more human than his own 'masters' could have.
At the age of six, he was the only survivor of his mother's children. He still curses his demons and maybe benefactors for having let him live to show that his mother's life hasn't been thrown away for nothing - because she had given him life to live. But so far as he had seen things, he didn't want it.
PI Systema was a finding of an science obsessed mafia family that had installed itself in the USA, after having been chased and almost destroyed by the Vongola family; as result, all still living children were taught hatred towards the great family, hatred Apollonius has never been able to keep in his heart.
The training sessions were harsh, painful, never ending, cruel, lethal for most.
The theory of the idea was fairly simple: implanting flame stones in the children to give them the same power as the guardians of the Vongola Family and if not stronger, powers that can only be activated with a ring though, and linking their lives to the pieces of hardened Dying Will Flames. The power of the stones fused the flames directly in the body of the children, giving them supernatural physical powers, as speed, weather influence, flame absorption, flame conversions, stretching, human torch, superhuman strength and some others which fails Apollonius vague memories of those painful times. The rings used to activate them don't need to be high ranked ones, the dying will flames of the user giving them less stress upon them thanks to the stones implanted in the body, which divides the power equally over all of them. For example, a D ranked ring would survive much longer even if it's being used intensely.
The trainings consisted of using those stones along with their rings, 24/7, never stopping and keeping on hitting and burning the powers in them; many died from having cracked all their stones because they couldn't control the immense powers of them.
Marco and his best friend of the place were the last ones to having lived through it. His friend was a girl, his first love and close companion. Having kept his dog behavior, he made of her his mate and she didn't complain about it, having loved him more than anything else in the world - she knew she would be the one to die of the two.
One morning, with his meal, the tall teenager (several years had passed and he was now 16) got a heart, on top of torn and destroyed limbs he usually had with the few pieces of vegetables and fruit he got. From the smell of it, he threw up, knowing who's it was. He wanted to refuse his meal, but he got beaten up until he bit in it and swallowed it down. Since that day, Marco never considered himself as a human anymore - he had become a demon, a killer. A monster in his opinion.
A year after that, he was "released", up to his first mission as hitman and "Flame Freak". He couldn't talk, nor write - he was the perfect person to keep secrets he could only understand.
When he came back from his first kill, the rest of the mafia had been wiped out, by a squad led by Belphegor, the Xth Varia's Storm Guardian. Marco was left behind, not even deemed as worthy to be killed - "animal" as one of those in the squad had called him.
He wandered for a few months, stealing just what he needed to live - he learned to cook with herbs and roots he found in forests and prairies, new tastes filling his tongue and mouth, making him want to learn more about human activities, other than killing and torturing each other. He met an old man, wrinkled and hunched but very good with him and disregarding the fact Apollonius was incapable of communicating or behaving normally.
The old man had been a professor in a prestigious university and taught the tall young man everything he needed to know, from showering to cooking, from talking to mathematics, passing by history and physics. He also taught Marco to live his life the way he would never regret and keep on doing what he was good in. Apollonius had taken time to think about it and decided upon become a video game creator.
Sadly, someone's past keeps on sticking to you and blood that has stained your hands won't go away just like that - the only forgiveness you can seek is that of God, if you believe in him, or that of the humans, if you deem it necessary. Apollonius deemed that he didn't deserve it and got by himself back in the world of the Mafioso. The old man didn't judge him and wish him to stay alive and find happiness. Marco had sworn with tears falling on his cheeks he would.
From that day, the young man had joined the army, special troops and underwent heavy training. Stress and pain build up in him, making of hims a narcoleptic, an irritable person, distant and simply a killer. He was feared, avoided, hated, renown for his cruelty.
It had to be a another old person who made him change opinions about life and how to treat it. An old soldier, who took him in as pupil, adopted son and equal. Marco came to love the man a lot, as a son would love his father.
The death of this person was less chaotic for him, having learned of how to cry for someone. But the damage from before had been done. Having played 'spies' for the CIA, hacked into the most secret places of the world, having become a super soldier and most of all having his body full with links to the mafia, it was forced that he had to be called back, once again.
Varia got their eyes on him, Belphegor remembering him vaguely from the time he dismantled the people who had created the PI Systema. Taking the new spot in the Varia, he and Maria, the actual leader of the Assassins' Squad of the Vongola, got quite well along. Both of them recognized their strengths, positions, coming to some sort of understanding. But the warning for him was quite clear:
he would be most likely one of the first to die if he kept up the 'silly' morals of his. And Marco noted it in his mind, promising the woman of that time one thing: he would die after all the others would have.
Notes of interest/Trivia:
Marco was born in the USA, from a "breeding" family for human slaves. He has never known his mother well enough, only having the memory of a old looking woman with the voice of a child; she was barely 17 and had gotten over twenty-five children already - she died a year after her last son was born, broken and crushed. Concerning the child, he was seen as strong and sturdy, not having cried once since the day it had come to the world; the perfect subject for the "PI Systema" Project (Pietra Impianto - Stone Implantation).
As far as he can remember, Marco only meals were the flesh and limbs of deformed creatures - he has never been sure if he had been eating the flesh of his brothers and sisters but he wouldn't be surprised if it has been the case. Having never gotten any education really, he learned from the the bribes he could hear. His brain managed to absorb things and make conclusions quite easily, having him keep it up with a human behavior and maybe even more human than his own 'masters' could have.
At the age of six, he was the only survivor of his mother's children. He still curses his demons and maybe benefactors for having let him live to show that his mother's life hasn't been thrown away for nothing - because she had given him life to live. But so far as he had seen things, he didn't want it.
PI Systema was a finding of an science obsessed mafia family that had installed itself in the USA, after having been chased and almost destroyed by the Vongola family; as result, all still living children were taught hatred towards the great family, hatred Apollonius has never been able to keep in his heart.
The training sessions were harsh, painful, never ending, cruel, lethal for most.
The theory of the idea was fairly simple: implanting flame stones in the children to give them the same power as the guardians of the Vongola Family and if not stronger, powers that can only be activated with a ring though, and linking their lives to the pieces of hardened Dying Will Flames. The power of the stones fused the flames directly in the body of the children, giving them supernatural physical powers, as speed, weather influence, flame absorption, flame conversions, stretching, human torch, superhuman strength and some others which fails Apollonius vague memories of those painful times. The rings used to activate them don't need to be high ranked ones, the dying will flames of the user giving them less stress upon them thanks to the stones implanted in the body, which divides the power equally over all of them. For example, a D ranked ring would survive much longer even if it's being used intensely.
The trainings consisted of using those stones along with their rings, 24/7, never stopping and keeping on hitting and burning the powers in them; many died from having cracked all their stones because they couldn't control the immense powers of them.
Marco and his best friend of the place were the last ones to having lived through it. His friend was a girl, his first love and close companion. Having kept his dog behavior, he made of her his mate and she didn't complain about it, having loved him more than anything else in the world - she knew she would be the one to die of the two.
One morning, with his meal, the tall teenager (several years had passed and he was now 16) got a heart, on top of torn and destroyed limbs he usually had with the few pieces of vegetables and fruit he got. From the smell of it, he threw up, knowing who's it was. He wanted to refuse his meal, but he got beaten up until he bit in it and swallowed it down. Since that day, Marco never considered himself as a human anymore - he had become a demon, a killer. A monster in his opinion.
A year after that, he was "released", up to his first mission as hitman and "Flame Freak". He couldn't talk, nor write - he was the perfect person to keep secrets he could only understand.
When he came back from his first kill, the rest of the mafia had been wiped out, by a squad led by Belphegor, the Xth Varia's Storm Guardian. Marco was left behind, not even deemed as worthy to be killed - "animal" as one of those in the squad had called him.
He wandered for a few months, stealing just what he needed to live - he learned to cook with herbs and roots he found in forests and prairies, new tastes filling his tongue and mouth, making him want to learn more about human activities, other than killing and torturing each other. He met an old man, wrinkled and hunched but very good with him and disregarding the fact Apollonius was incapable of communicating or behaving normally.
The old man had been a professor in a prestigious university and taught the tall young man everything he needed to know, from showering to cooking, from talking to mathematics, passing by history and physics. He also taught Marco to live his life the way he would never regret and keep on doing what he was good in. Apollonius had taken time to think about it and decided upon become a video game creator.
Sadly, someone's past keeps on sticking to you and blood that has stained your hands won't go away just like that - the only forgiveness you can seek is that of God, if you believe in him, or that of the humans, if you deem it necessary. Apollonius deemed that he didn't deserve it and got by himself back in the world of the Mafioso. The old man didn't judge him and wish him to stay alive and find happiness. Marco had sworn with tears falling on his cheeks he would.
From that day, the young man had joined the army, special troops and underwent heavy training. Stress and pain build up in him, making of hims a narcoleptic, an irritable person, distant and simply a killer. He was feared, avoided, hated, renown for his cruelty.
It had to be a another old person who made him change opinions about life and how to treat it. An old soldier, who took him in as pupil, adopted son and equal. Marco came to love the man a lot, as a son would love his father.
The death of this person was less chaotic for him, having learned of how to cry for someone. But the damage from before had been done. Having played 'spies' for the CIA, hacked into the most secret places of the world, having become a super soldier and most of all having his body full with links to the mafia, it was forced that he had to be called back, once again.
Varia got their eyes on him, Belphegor remembering him vaguely from the time he dismantled the people who had created the PI Systema. Taking the new spot in the Varia, he and Maria, the actual leader of the Assassins' Squad of the Vongola, got quite well along. Both of them recognized their strengths, positions, coming to some sort of understanding. But the warning for him was quite clear:
he would be most likely one of the first to die if he kept up the 'silly' morals of his. And Marco noted it in his mind, promising the woman of that time one thing: he would die after all the others would have.
Notes of interest/Trivia:
- Marco is open to talk to anyone. Even an enemy - he doesn't mind taking things on a neutral ground to simply meet a person and not just the other assassin in front of him.
- His body and mind has seen more horrors than an old person of 100 years old - he beats you in experience of battle and pain.
- The man wishes for one thing to happen in the future - to have something peaceful, even if it meant he would only be able to take a child in as his adopted son or daughter and take care of that child like a father would do without having the possibility of having a real family with a wife at his side.
P L A Y E R !
Alias: Guess who I am~ Chiara
Contact Information: PM
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Password: Taking the bullet for you.
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