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Flavor Abilities: N/A! Any abilities he has need to be induced via medication, anyway.
Suitability:
What's great about this game is that it has a premise that Marcos is entirely familiar with— surviving— but in a completely different context than what he's used to! He's always had to be a scavenger and a bit of a cheat to keep himself afloat in the streets, but this kind of setting naturally forces him to cooperate with others (something he's used to doing now that he's gotten accustomed to teaming up to fight roaches in Mars) and fumble blindly with the rest of them. It'd be nice in the sense that Marcos won't be a fish out of water in this scenario, but he won't be so used to it that adjusting will pose no emotional difficulties for him. It's almost a challenge for him, really— his stubbornness put to the test again, but in a strange environment that he has no frame of reference for.
Also, without his best friend, Alex, or an authority figure/group to kind of initially keep a rein on him and keep his recklessness in check, it would be interesting to see how Marcos tries to adjust himself to his surroundings through understanding his own limits. He'll be foolhardy, given that the people he cares about most— his driving forces— aren't around, but I think it'd be interesting to see how he reconciles that with knowing that he needs to get out of here to go back to them. He might become, shockingly, a little more responsible, which would be an interesting development! The dumb kid can finally grow up a little.
RP Samples:
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He's surprisingly calm.
Or, well— 'surprising' wouldn't be the right word, he supposes. This isn't anything he hasn't done before, the process of plodding through unfamiliar terrain to find a scrap of food, a way to ward off the elements. It reminds Marcos of 'home', of Grande Mexico and the southern States, of days spent huddled under awnings and waiting for Alex to show up with a few bills and a tired joke: "rejoice, peasant, we're having one-dollar pizza for dinner tonight." It reminds him, tentatively, of Mars, too; sleeping with one eye open, counting the number of the injured and trying not to think of the Sheila-sized hole in his heart.
Yeah, it's nothing he hasn't done before. Keep living, right? Survive. Easy.
Except—
"Why the fuck is it so cold?!"
—the weather is one thing he couldn't have anticipated, not from years and years of living comfortably close to the equator. He's never seen snow, let alone been forced to plod through it. The numbness is as alien as any mutant roach he'd faced off with on Mars, and just as merciless, too; he can feel his toes fighting to make friction in his shoes, desperate for any warmth they can find, self-generated or otherwise.
"Shit, I shoulda watched more of those winter survival movies back in the Annex while I still could... what happens in those flicks, again? Fuuuuck, I'm not sawing off my own arm for food, though!! I'm not gonna do it!"
The wind picks up on his whining, blows it back in his face in a cold gust. His nose wrinkles, reddened by unrelenting wind and frost. Reminders that there's no one around here to hear him, that his friends— his sun, his warmth— are missing. How long has it been since he's been so alone? When was the last time he'd known that he'd turn around and find no one there to laugh at him, with him?
His hands ball into fists, enough that he can feel his pulse hammering under his skin. It's steady, unyielding. Beat by beat, it keeps moving.
(Alex. Keiji. Akari. Captain Komachi.
...Sheila.
There are people waiting for him. People counting on him.)
Unfurling his fingers, Marcos grits his teeth and tilts his chin back up. Faces the snow head-on.
Fuck it.
He's just going to keep moving.
ACCEPTED
A standard single-story house with a kitchen, living room, dining room, bathroom, and bedroom. The house is decorated with items from various nations on Earth. Whoever lived here probably liked to travel. The bed in the bedroom has been dismantled. The metal frame remains, but some of the screws are gone. The mattress has been torn up, with the fabric removed from it and the foam inside having pieces missing from it.
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