Marco the Phoenix (
fierybluebird) wrote2013-03-20 04:16 pm
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[It's Marco's voice, but somehow with a darker tint to it. And it looks like his hair's been dyed black? That's not the strangest change though. The tattoo on his chest is completely removed. There's a rough scar where it used to be though, it's not bleeding, but it's clearly still healing.]
Can you believe the arrogance of those fools? First they drag me away, then they removed my father's mark, and gave me a mockery of it. [Oh yeah. He's deadpan, but it doesn't take a lot of knowing Marco to recognize that he is thoroughly pissed off. More angry than he's ever openly shown in Luceti for that matter.] But the joke's on them, oh yes. [His eyes glitter darkly, burning blue for a second, as they might have done before.] Just because my healing is slowed here doesn't make me any less a phoenix. They can remove my tattoos and piercings but that's a simple thing to restore.
Watch and learn fools. Watch and learn.
[LUCKILY the next part is filtered away from kids ten and under, though no doubt many adults would have preferred not to see it either.]
[Marco props the book up on the edge of the fountain, and leans back to lowers his neck into the water and uses a knife to carve an old school manji symbol in it, line by line. Those familiar with the nazi swastika and not the manji symbol might confuse it for that. Marco doesn't make a sound however, but his blood is clearly revolting against the treatment, blue flames trying to battle the water, and the most they can do is hold back the damage. As he finishes, Marco smirks, grabs a bottle of blue ink from a broken pen and pulls out of the water to throw the ink into it. At that he lets out a feral sound, something like a loud crow's caw, and he shakes off the rest of the ink with a smirk, the skin already still stitching over his chest and trying to cover his neck, but hitting a barrier where it's inked.]
[He fiddles with the journal again to turn off the filter and grins.]
There. I don't know about you, but I feel better already! Now who wants to get on my good side and help me find some earrings?
[[ooc: Marco's returned from Mallynap in "evil" mode! He'll have black hair, be a lot more emo/depressed/dark, and comments will come from
evilfierybluebird and
fieryblackbird respectively!]]
Can you believe the arrogance of those fools? First they drag me away, then they removed my father's mark, and gave me a mockery of it. [Oh yeah. He's deadpan, but it doesn't take a lot of knowing Marco to recognize that he is thoroughly pissed off. More angry than he's ever openly shown in Luceti for that matter.] But the joke's on them, oh yes. [His eyes glitter darkly, burning blue for a second, as they might have done before.] Just because my healing is slowed here doesn't make me any less a phoenix. They can remove my tattoos and piercings but that's a simple thing to restore.
Watch and learn fools. Watch and learn.
[LUCKILY the next part is filtered away from kids ten and under, though no doubt many adults would have preferred not to see it either.]
[Marco props the book up on the edge of the fountain, and leans back to lowers his neck into the water and uses a knife to carve an old school manji symbol in it, line by line. Those familiar with the nazi swastika and not the manji symbol might confuse it for that. Marco doesn't make a sound however, but his blood is clearly revolting against the treatment, blue flames trying to battle the water, and the most they can do is hold back the damage. As he finishes, Marco smirks, grabs a bottle of blue ink from a broken pen and pulls out of the water to throw the ink into it. At that he lets out a feral sound, something like a loud crow's caw, and he shakes off the rest of the ink with a smirk, the skin already still stitching over his chest and trying to cover his neck, but hitting a barrier where it's inked.]
[He fiddles with the journal again to turn off the filter and grins.]
There. I don't know about you, but I feel better already! Now who wants to get on my good side and help me find some earrings?
[[ooc: Marco's returned from Mallynap in "evil" mode! He'll have black hair, be a lot more emo/depressed/dark, and comments will come from
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He's fine. Someone from his world turned up, so she's staying with us too now. It must look sort of weird though, I guess, the two of us engaged and then living with a kid like that. [ Ange-mama and Keiichi-papa, right. ]
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That sounds quite cute. How old is the kid?
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I didn't ask, but.. judging by the way she looks, I'd say she's probably about eleven or so?
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[A weird grin about that.]
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What's so weird about schools? Don't they have those in your world too?
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[ She can tell, okay. Because she's super rich herself. ]
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[This is more of a literal thing than just schools, but yeah. Marco doesn't have a problem with rich people, just tenyruubito.]
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The.. tenryuubito? What's that?
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Oh, but let us not blame the poor marines, surely they must hunt the greater evil of pirates in the world!
[This is quite obviously not Marco's usual self. His words are true, but Marco doesn't normally speak the truth much for a reason.]
You know how the Malnosso only deign to come visit us to ask a favor and for the drafts? [He grins... kind of sadistically actually.] The tenryuubito do not deign that much. Tenryuubito have no need for lower species mortals. Except to own them as one might own a book or a carving. The tenryuubito only come into public to remind everyone that their whims mean more to the government than the entire existence of everyone's lives. And when the tenyruubito do venture out in public they dare not breathe the same air as us, so they wrap their heads in bubbles. A tenryuubito can kill a man for any reason they so please. If they decide a person should be their seventeenth concubine, it matters not whether they're married or have a family. And if someone was ever foolish enough to lift a finger against them, the entire might of a buster call could be called against them. Because a tenyruubito's whims and pride are more important than any island, of course.
[Marco's gone daaaark.]
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But that's not the reason why she sighs instead of normally replying. It's more that she figures talking about this while he's like this isn't exactly a good idea. ]
I see. Thanks for explaining. At least you don't have to deal with that stuff here.
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[He says it so casually. As if mentioning offhand that he enjoys clouds or doesn't like pickles.]
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[ She can say it, okay, she had a lot of cash too back home. ]
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Perhaps one day we should take a poll for science. [Science doesn't work that way Marco.]
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Which outcome are you going to expect then?
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No, I am sure it will be again, but we must be the ones to make it so, no?
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[ When that weird effect wears out. ]
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Perhaps.