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Marcus Delacroix

Once a phox, then a human, he is now a phox again. He has learned that while being a phox, he is far older than he realized.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Freddie-Ammerson

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The story behind the phox: http://writer.bighugelabs.com/share.php?did=153634

  • Name: Marcus Delacroix
  • Age: 199
  • Height: 6’11”
  • Weight: unknown
  • Hair Color: black
  • Hair Style: its grown out and is kind of long. He usually puts it up in a braid, to get it out of the way, or a simple ponytail. It depends on what he has to do that day.
  • Eye Color/style: Silver/cat-like
  • Clothing: Fancier clothing than before. He looks like a king.
  • Job: King of the Phoxs and wolphs, Council Memeber of Loyalty and Trust
  • History: He has become the father of three, and is no longer with his wife, Ashleena. (Refer to bottom section for more information.)
  • Personality: Quiet and observant until he has need to talk. Sometimes, he can be upbeat and talktative, especially around his daughter Melody.
  • Weapons: Has taken to carrying around a sword made especially for him by his first wife.
  • Languages Known: English
  • Likes: Unknown, his daughter Melody
  • Dislikes: people who stick their noses into others business
  • Relatives: Xaiar Redmourn, Melody
  • Equipment: unknown
  • Race: Phox royalty
  • Powers: Control over the elements, the phox and wolph dead, is a bit of a psychic, and knows plenty of spells.

History

Marcus Delacroix was a world famous king and leader 119 years ago. He was well-loved and had a peaceful kingdom until a plague hit his kingdom. Marcus placed his people in cryostasis, hoping to revive them when the plague was gone. He himself slept in a cryostasis-like state for 100 years with his son, Xaiar. 19 years ago, both Marcus and Xaiar woke up and eventually stumbled into Wing City last year. A few weeks ago, Marcus lost his memories, only for them to come back violently. Unconsciously, he put a spell on himself to lose his voice until he gained back the other lost memories. Now that he knows who he is and what he has to do, he has both regained his voice, and his determination to save his people.

His son, Xaiar, also remembers, and has set out to help his brother turned father. Marcus' daughter Alejandra has turned out to be a weapon created against his kind and shape-shifters, seeing as the two are eerily alike. It has 7 other pieces though, and they are protecting each other.

He is the Council Memeber of Loyalty and Trust

So begins...

Marcus Delacroix's Story

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Marcus Delacroix Jazmin poked his head. "Oi. Your coffee."

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Marcus Delacroix Jazmin smiled and set the coffee down. "It's ok. You could have at least asked before hand though."

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Marcus Delacroix moved into the bar, looking around. He spotted his brother in a booth and moved over to him, to comfort the other, who seemed to be sad.

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Marcus Delacroix jumped up, watching Ashleena. He walked over to her silently, frowning. "What troubles you so much that you would want to kill yourself, miss?"

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Marcus Delacroix shook his head. "I would say nothing is your fault, but I don't know who you are, let alone your name. But I don't wish to see you dead, as pretty as you are."

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Marcus Delacroix smiled slightly. "Well, Ashleena, I may be from the mountains, but I don't think I would be able to understand why one would want to kill themselves." He said, blinking at the rain.

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Marcus Delacroix rubbed her back, frowning. "I am sorry then for your lose. But I am sure that they would want you to live." He said, looking down at her.

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Marcus Delacroix shook his head. "Everyone belongs somewhere. I came here with my half-brother, my mother, and my friend, hoping to find another like me. I'm afraid I've only one." He said, sounding sad. "But I'm not going to give up."

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Marcus Delacroix flickered his gaze to Christopher before looking at Ashleena again. "I am not even sure if my family is my family. It is difficult being a phox." He said, walking after her. He reached for the hand that had the dagger, hoping to stop her.

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Marcus Delacroix would note that his eyes were rather animal like. "Please do not do this."

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Marcus Delacroix smiled slightly. "You are not alone. What about friends? Have you any of those?"

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Marcus Delacroix nodded. "Then what about me? I could be your friend."

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Marcus Delacroix chuckled. "I endangered myself when I left my home in the mountains. It matters not if I do it now."

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Marcus Delacroix nodded. "It would be an honor to be your friend. Now, maybe we should get away from the lightning that threatens to strike you."

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Marcus Delacroix nodded. "Yes that."

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Marcus Delacroix blinked. "Well, I did not know that."

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Marcus Delacroix nodded in agreement. "I suppose it is." He said, laughing slightly. "I myself have no powers that I know of, besides controlling fire."

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Marcus Delacroix nodded. "It comes naturally to me, what with me being part phoenix."

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Marcus Delacroix nodded. "Whatever your destiny is, I'm sure you can fulfill it."

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Marcus Delacroix put a hand on her hand. "All you can do is try and never give up."

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Marcus Delacroix smiled. "I'm sorry if I am being a bit forward."

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Marcus Delacroix nodded. "I will be here for you, if you ever need me."

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Marcus Delacroix held his hand out, palm up. "Why don't you let me hold onto that, hm?" He said, with a smile.

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Marcus Delacroix put the dagger away in one of his pockets.

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Marcus Delacroix rubbed her back soothingly. "I will not pry if you don't want me to know." He stated, before starting to hum quietly.