Marco

Questions, comments, annoyances with me overusing "eh" to the point that you can never get Canadian Bacon, maple syrup loving Marco out of your head and would like me to stop? Leave it here!

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Silly headcanon and other things:

Lengthy Survey of Doom. -- Hasn't been updated and only applies to WR and museboxes.
Playlist Meme -- Hilariously outdated and incomplete.
WR Nightmares Event Part 1 -- canon rehash
WR Nightmares Event Part 2 -- yes it is that dark.
Voicemail -- Mostly for Discedo, but add anything else you want.
TL;DR CR Chart -- Only applies to WR & Discedo
Luceti Marco HMD -- In case you have a preference??
Autograph Book -- Luceti only

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Okay this chart applies for 2 comms: witchesreign & discedo

Not everyone has been added, nothing to do with strong impressions, but simply because I'm slow, and Marco gets around a lot. If you want to be added LEAVE A COMMENT! \o/ Ditto on updating it.

Marco chilling with his peeps:

(THANKS SHUGO!)

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[Marco's trademark pineapple haircut pops into view, but given what he's wearing underneath, it's not so noticeable in comparison. This, with the pink and green splotches, the frills, and yet Marco's usual deadpan face, just makes the whole thing surreal.]

Yo Tavros. Is there a way to speed this up somehow? Or a loophole?

[What. Even.]

Oh... fuck... that went out to everyone didn't it? [He fumbles with the comm and just sighs.] Eh, it's fine. It's all under control. [You keep saying that Marco, you just keep saying that.] So ah... [Quick! Distract them from the apron! MAYBE NO ONE WILL NOTICE.] What's the craziest thing anyone's had to wear for a.... [Well he can't say blackmail soooo...] dare? Anyone? Come on, I could use a crazy story now.

Marco out. [Attempts to pose like a cool guy. And sign out. Yeah, that will make them forget.]

[In a scene that might be familiar to some, Marco is back in the barn, with five baby chocobo. Not quite so baby now, he might be able to fit one of them in a bag on his back, but not all of them. He can't even fit them all under one wing, but that's all right, the others he's dealing with in different ways. It might not be immediately obvious, but the loss of Ace is hitting him hard. Normally he'd go into a rage to kill things, but he doesn't seem to feel it's worth it.]

Ace's name is up on the memorial wall. He might come back... I hope so.

[There's a much too long pause in which he looks a world away and scoops up a chocobo fitted with a Spade collar.]

Ah so how about some bird jokes, eh?

You've probably all heard this one: Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side.
Why didn't the turkey cross the road?
He didn't want to be a chicken.
Why did the ducks cross the road?
To prove they could do it better than the chicken.
Why did the chicken cross the road twice?
It was a double-crosser.
Why did the rooster cross the road?
To prove he wasn't a chicken.

A phoenix walks into a bar filled with a bunch of turkeys. He gives them a polite nod and then buys everyone a round of drinks. They crowd around their new friend and offer some peanuts. "Gobble gobble gobble?" they suggest. "No thanks," he politely declines, "I'm allergic." They offer him pretzels. "Gobble gobble gobble?" He takes a few of those and they continue on for hours. Eventually they run out, and just as he was about to leave, they look him up and down and ask, "Gobble gobble gobble?" He gives them a horrified look and explains, "No way! I'm not into that!"

Why did the marines arrest the turkey?
They brought it on suspicion of fowl play!

Japan -- Bushido -- ah, that is... Kiku Honda, male Japan, has been sent home.

[As for how well Marco's taking it, is pretty obvious to anyone who knows him. The deadpan composure is still there, but it's carefully in place, and he looks worse for the wear. His hand grips tightly onto the sword Japan left behind and sitting up on the roof, for once Marco's not going nearly shirtless. Instead he's wearing the vibrant blue phoenix jacket that Japan made for him.]

I'll be on the roof if you need me. Don't touch his door unless you want an angry phoenix kicking out your walls. And I'd welcome the excuse. [To which there is a small challenging glare at the camera. He really would welcome the excuse.]

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First order of business, the trolls don't have Halloween in their world. Thus I'm inviting any of you who would find it fun to come trick or treating. That said, I suggest everyone try to find treats for them unless you want to experience the full weight of troll tricks. Eridan, Karkat, Tavros, Sabo, Vriska, Gamzee, and anyone else under 18 who wants to go trick or treating; you need a costume. If you want ideas, ask me or ask around for suggestions.

Also these are the remaining commander drawings I promised Hong Kong a while ago.
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[This is the sight of a very bedraggled phoenix. Worse than molting season, he looks like hell. He whacks the comm with a wing and turns it on before forcing himself back to human. And Marco, on his back, is clearly not handling the fog well.]

Okay... while I'm still lucid... I'm going to be next to useless till this fog is gone. Scientist bastards if you're listening, we got you your subway, so fucking fix it. [Coughs raggedly.] Shit I don't even handle long-term regular fog well. [A small shudder and blue flames go everywhere.]

Have Japan wake me for important things. In the meanwhile, I can offer you all phoenix sparkles. It might help. Just come see me. [It's completely a placebo and Marco knows it, but what the hell. Even placebos have some effect sometimes.]

Well I'm out. [And just as he's about to pass out...] Aww man... Today's the 7th? Damn I didn't even have drinks last night. Brother-in-law you and the others owe me birthday drinks.

[And then he goes unconscious birdie. No really. The video just gets left like that for awhile.]

[Marco's voice starts off cheerfully enough.]

Hey everyone, I think I found the place where the cave-in for the train-thing is. The currents here are pretty weird so if we can get ... some ... strong swimmers then...

[He starts trailing off, obviously seeing something.] Pops...? [His voice is quiet, barely audible. It's not possible, he knows it's not, he watched the man die. So it's just like Luffy's food and an illusion. Has to be. But then it gets stronger.] POPS!! [He starts running, sandals hitting the wood of the deck.] Pops... [This time he just sounds anguished. And then suddenly there's a splash. Uh where did Marco go?]

[Hello Fortuna. Those in Spero who are wandering the junkyards might find a certain phoenix handcuffed upside down to a tree, wearing only boxers with little bluebirds on them. Also a sign that reads very clearly in Japanese "This person is bird-brained." Of course being seastone cuffs, said phoenix is stuck as a human, as well as in this awkward position high up in the branches. Oh well, good thing not too many people look up? Or maybe it isn't, given the way Marco keeps trying to figure how to get free without breaking his neck. Moral of the story: don't believe Japan when he says you're going to play a kinky sex game involving handcuffs and heights. That, or don't do a myriad of stupid little things that piss your lover off.

For everyone else though, Marco has been whistling and trying to get birds to help him with the communicator. This didn't work too well so at the moment it's just sitting up in a nest, chilling out while Marco finally gets it to sort of work.]

Oi, can anyone hear this?

[Wait. Who can he even ask for help? Obviously not Ace, Luffy, Eridan, Cube, or anyone he doesn't want to see him in this compromising boxers + sign position. Well... that's limiting.]

I think I need some relationship advice. [Such a pity he can't lock it right now.] Can someone explain the boundaries of a kismesis or really... all of the quadrants? What happens if one spills into the other?

Also. I need black hair dye. [... Is Marco going goth? Don't do it Marco!] If someone could check the item shop or mix up a compound, I'd pretty grateful, eh.

Bushido... I'm sorry. Help me down already, please? [And then Marco THINKS he gets it turned off and grumbles to himself.] Some fucking surprise this is... The first one was a lot better. Like it's my fault Red set her sights on us? Che... So I wanted to help Tatsumi, what's the harm? OI BUSHIDO! I SWEAR I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS! [Yeah it looks like he'll be there for awhile... might as well talk to him, right?]

[Marco does not look so happy. Between the docks and the hospital where he's been spending almost all of his time, he taken to kicking everything around the transporters which are, of course, no longer working. Finally he just sits down at the docks and glances out at the lake. Somewhere across there is where he considers home now, ironically. Because for him, it's never been a place, but his nakama aren't here and that's all that matters.]

The Transporters aren't working anymore. And I'm stranded in Discedo. If I try to fly out there, it'll take me at least a week to circle the side.

Ace, Bushido... sorry about this. Try not to have too much fun without me, eh? [Lighthearted quipping and sticks his tongue out mockingly.] At best I can't leave for maybe a full week. ["This sucks and I hate it" goes unsaid.] Is there anything I should steal from the item shop while I'm here?

And while I'm asking, is there anyone in Discedo who wants to make a trek out to Spero? Cube are you still out there?

Miss Taiwan, Mr. Hong Kong, I'd like to meet you both in person while I'm here, eh.

As for everyone else, how about a game? I say a word, you reply with one back. First word: green.

[Look everyone! It's a Marco. And boy does he look confused. At least for Marco. And since he appears to be hiding in some bushes... that'd be a good assessment.]

Hey so we're a week out of the city now... Is anyone acting strangely? Or maybe getting attacked with some of those weird word fish? One of them causes hallucinations right? Maybe? Alternately... does anyone know all the effects of that bomb? It'd be uh... helpful. Especially if there are weird ones. Or if there's something going around.

Did you know there's a bird of prey called a secretary bird for how ridiculous it looks? It's actually extremely dangerous though. Its legs are so powerful that rather than divebombing enemy like a falcon or eagle or strange bird pinky -- [Wait, what was that last one? Yeah screw your normal birds, One Piece has weird things as you might know from the rapahn.] -- Instead a secretary bird uses its wings for balance and kicks snakes to death. For fun since snakes are shitty prey. I always thought that was a pretty cool fighting style.

Speaking of birds of prey, can anyone tell me more about birds in their world? Or mythological ones? Phoenixes, dragons, rocs, thunderbirds, anything like that, eh?

We're about 2 days out of Discedo now, and I've decided to completely map out the lake for Kiku's map program, eh. There are plenty of explorers in my world, technically the first pirate king started out that way even. But I'm wondering about everyone else's explorers. Is the world you come from all explored? Who first ventured to those far unknown reaches? Come on, I'm sure at least some of you have that adventurer's blood in your veins, eh?

Oh, and everyone in Spero, don't forget Ace is captain!

Hey Japan, if you're getting this... How about a game of hangman, okay?

And anyone else can play too, though I'll get you different puzzles.

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Hey look everyone! Check out what I found at the hospital!

EYEPATCHES. I guess they got left behind since they aren't all that useful, but still, pretty spiffy, eh? [And he shows one off. The nice black one, not the gauzey once-white, now gross one. There's a few others in the background of the once-hospital room. Kind of more like a supply closet, and it's lit up with eerie blue flames.]

Anyone want one? They might be useful for exploring lots of ruins or caves or whatever. And I'm told they're the height of fashion.

[Height of fashion where exactly? Because pirates with eyepatches on the grand line are few and far between, but ah well whatever. Free stuff.] I'll even draw on little symbols if you want. [And if you don't give him requests, they will have his tattoo marked on all of them....]

[Not that Marco's had a lot of free time on his hands. And part of him still wonders how the fuck he wound up as first mate to Ace. Not that he minds, he'd follow Ace to the ends of the world and back, and Ace is a good captain, but still, Marco is not used to this. ANYWAY. All that means that sometime while out on Spero's rooftops (making sure they don't collapse) he started doodling. Because Doc isn't there to do it and he left the wall back on the school in Discedo... doh. Anyways, he's half mumbling to himself, half to his communicator.]

16 divisions of one hundred men each, 16 commanders to rule them. Over the years we went through several different commanders for the divisions. Sometimes they'd get old and retire, sometimes natural deaths took its toll. Either way, even though there were different commanders to the position, these are the ones who only seem to really stick in my mind.

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Heh, this is getting more and more like home every day, eh?

Still, that's a lot of you for showing up all at once. Something you wanted?

Ange and I were thinking of doing a memorial wall for those who've left. It'd be really simple, just write the names of people who were here that you miss with paint or whatever. Small comfort, but it still says something about the fact that we were here, eh.

I've got some of the leftover paint from when Nami was here to use. At the moment we were thinking of using one of the high school walls, I'm just trying to find someplace that is a little more sheltered from the rain, eh.

[Because he sees no problem with covering a building in graffiti.]

Anyways, if you want to write something on it, just come down and do it I guess. And we can write our names if we're worried about being forgotten or something.

[For Marco he sounds a little tired. And while the chocobo chicks go unseen, you can hear them making sounds in the background, of wherever Marco is hiding out.]

I know this is a touchy subject. [Because he doesn't even want to talk about it, but it has to get done, sooner rather than later.] But if at all possible, can anyone tell me about the battle tactics of their worlds? I'm trying to match up some comparisons and maybe piece out more of what happened here. Thanks.

[Actually he cares way more about gang-war related stuff, but he isn't about to come out and say so. Still, there's some fiddling with the comm as he tries to shut it off and then a barely audible accidental addendum.] What would you do Pops?