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Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Location: New Rome Coffee Shop
Skills: N/A

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"Oh the meeting is over then? I guess I should have her usual order ready soon then, huh?" Marco chuckled a bit at that. "I should also put it in a to-go cup because I'm sure our Praetor will be on the move, given if what I'm hearing whispers of are true. Two meetings in one day." He sighed at that as his attention was diverted to the woman entering the shop and he smiled a bit as Alexia walked into the shop.

"Hey Alexia... so one I'll just have a black coffee with six shots of cream and sugar as well for you? Can do." Marco turned over to the coffee carafs and checked them over to find the freshest of their black coffee and went to put in the six shots of cream and one sugar, before adding the bitter dark liquid and stirred it all together for Alexia. He took the payment and put it into the cash drawer full of mixed currency. Most paid in denarius, some in mortal cash, and he did have the rare drachma in his cash drawer due to some old interactions with the Greeks. Not in his life time, but...

"I'm doing well, how are you doing?" He gently pushed the cup of coffee over to her and smiled at that.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Marco DePaulo

Character Quote:

“A life without love is not worth living.”

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Character Summary

Name: Marco DePaulo
Aliases: Pretty Boy
Age: 18
Birthday: 2/14/2002
Ethnicity: Mixed Race, Half African American
Birth Place: New York City, Harlem, New York
Godly Parent: Venus
Legacy: Legacy of Apollo (Roman Form)
Cohort: Cohort 5
How Many Years At Camp Jupiter: 5
Gender: Male
Rank: Legionnaire
Occupation At Camp: Helps out with the gardens as well as works part time at the coffee shop in New Rome.
Languages: English, Latin, French, Spanish and Italian.

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Appearance

Height: 6’1”
Weight: 140
Body Type: Lean and muscular
Eye Color: Hazel with gold rims
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Milk Chocolate Brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A small scar across his right shoulder. On his right arm there is a dove Tattoo with five lines under it.
Personal Style: Marco is usually a very sharply dressed person, even at camp. He likes wearing a button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up, dress pants, a smart pair of shoes, and sometimes a vest. He’s not a huge fan of wearing the purple shirt with the jeans that some of the campers wear… but he’ll do it if needed. However, he usually has the best names in fashion in his wardrobe, a perk of whom his father is.

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Psychology

Friendly * Self Conscious * Flirty * Worrywart * Kind hearted * Stubborn

Sexuality: Pansexual and Polyamorous
Relationship Status: In a Poly relationship with Emily
Personality: Marco is one of the friendliest and most open people he knows, or he claims so. However, he is a very caring young man that cares deeply for anyone he calls friend or lover. However, under it all, he is a bundle of worries and self consciousness. He is always worried about hurting someone he cares for by accident, because he’s seen what happened to his father… after what happened with his mother. He also can be a bit stubborn, not willing to budge on some things, saying that it might be ‘worth the risk.’

Fatal Flaw: Personal Loyalty: Marco would give the world for his friends. He would literally trade anything for those he calls for and calls family and friends.
Habits: He’ll tap his fingers idly when bored, tends to preen when he sees a mirror, tries to play matchmaker.
Hobbies: Cooing over his little pet Sugar glider, going on dates, clothing/ fashion, training, needle felting.
Fears:

• Breaking the heart of someone he truly cares for.
• Hurting someone he cares about.
• His dad finding out the truth about his mom.

Likes:

• Flirting
• Coffee
• Spending time with people he cares about
• Fashion
• Seeing others happy
• Grapes

Dislikes:

• Lying to his father
• The games some of his siblings play with other people’s hearts
• His mother’s behavior
• Tea
• Racist people
• Dogs

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Skills

Demigod Abilities:

• Charm speak, minor ability.
• Ability to speak the ‘Romance’ languages.

General Skills:

• Some gardening skills
• How to accessorize
• People skills
• Cooking
• Needle felting
• Animal care
• Tracking

Combat Skills:

• Some knife fighting ability
• Some sword fighting
• Some spear fighting
• Archery

Magic Item:

• A compact that he can use to send messages, like Iris messages.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - A nice button up shirt, nice pants, nice shoes, socks and boxers.
• Purse/Wallet - A man purse that he carries his little Sugar glider in, snacks for his glider, as well as his wallet. In the wallet: ID, US money $300, some credit cards. He also has some denarius if he needs them.
• Cell phone (Needs to keep up on fashion)
• His little sugar glider, Milo
• Imperial Gold knife
• A few photos tucked into his wallet of past and present lovers
• Little picture of Milo in case the little sugar glider is not with him.
• House/ apartment keys
• Car keys
• Camp necklace

Possessions In Cabin:

• Clothing
• Poster of a movie star he likes
• Little supply of makeup for his siblings
• His camp clothing
• Camp shoes
• Small bust (Trophy)
• A little cage for Milo
• Mini fridge for Milo’s food
• Little hammock for Milo
• Extra plush pillow

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History

Biography Marco’s father was a young supermodel, around twenty two years in age, when he started dating this beautiful young lady model that he met. The two had a story book romance, falling in love quickly, and they looked rather handsome together. However, right as Marco’s father was getting ready to propose, the woman vanished, leaving him alone for seven months. At the end of that, a basket with a note and a baby appeared in it on his doorstep. There was nothing more in the note that a simple apology and the name of the baby.

Marco grew up doted on by his single father, but there was always a lingering sadness in the poor man. His heart had been crushed, broken by this beautiful woman, and whenever Marco would ask about his mother, he could tell that the hurt was real, so he learned quickly to not ask about his mother.

Marco and his father always knew that he was not going to be a normal boy, as he took an interest in fashion, needle felting, and both boys and girls quickly in his life. However, besides some trouble with school work and being diagnosed with both ADHD and dyslexia as a young age, his teachers always found him a charming and sweet boy, and it seemed that Marco was always able to talk himself out of any sort of terrible trouble that he might be in.

When he was about twelve, he received visions of a wolf and then met Lupa one day. Lupa told him of Camp Jupiter and Marco was interested, and told his father it was a fashion school that went year round, and then packed up and went there. He still wants to punch his mother in the face if he ever meets her, but other than that, he’s quite happy.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Jupiter: Marco was found by Lupa when he was twelve, and shortly after claimed by his mother and taken to the camp. He easily fit in with his siblings, and the young man has always been charming, so he easily fit in with the others. He has been at the camp for five years, but he still goes home to visit when he can.

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Additional Information

He makes each meal for his little sugar glider by hand. He does enjoy singing, even if he’s not a child of Apollo. His first kiss was with a boy when he was 12.

Theme Song:All You Need is Love- The Beatles

Extra Information:
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4587409
Favorite God: Hades followed by Freyr
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Relations

Marco DePaulo

"My Friends are my love, my life... and if you hurt them I will end you."
⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

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🌓 Nancy Parker 🌓
"She did a good job bringing back the gem thing."
Marco knows Nancy from her usual daily trip into the coffee shop, and they have chatted, but he's pretty sure she doesn't know his name, which is fine. She seems nice, and she is a praetor, so he respect her.

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💛 Leandra Lovelace 💛
"Good for a party, good for a laugh~"
Marco and Leandra get along pretty well, as they do have quite a bit in common. Both grew up in New York, both love fashion, but when Leandra talks politics, he's usually got a glazed look on his eyes. Especially when Leandra complains about not being Praetor.... Otherwise they get along well.

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💛 Madalyne Crane 💛
"I could listen to her talk for hours~"
Marco and Madalyne get on pretty well, despite being in different Cohorts. He absolutely loves her accent and could listen to her talk for hours. He does wish she'd let him give her a bit of a make over, help her update her wardrobe, but he also does understand. Their relationship is a weird one at times, but he values her caring nature.

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🌓 Niah Bautista 🌓
"The Oathkeeper... Do not cross her..."
They don't really interact much, and well... Niah doesn't seem to enjoy partying like Marco does.

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💗Emily💗
"My love."
Marco and Emily have been in a relationship for several years. He was one of the first people to help her find true fitting clothing and their relationship bloomed from there. Marco might love many people, but in the end he always returns to Emily.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

@Nallore Both issues should be fixed now~

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

@Nallore Marco is up for your approval~

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Marco DePaulo

Character Quote:

“A life without love is not worth living.”

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Character Summary

Name: Marco DePaulo
Aliases: Pretty Boy
Age: 18
Birthday: 2/14/2002
Ethnicity: Mixed Race, Half African American
Birth Place: New York City, Harlem, New York
Godly Parent: Venus
Legacy: Unknown
Cohort: Cohort 5
How Many Years At Camp Jupiter: 5
Gender: Male
Rank: Legionnaire
Occupation At Camp: Helps out with the gardens as well as works part time at the coffee shop in New Rome.
Languages: English, Latin, French, Spanish and Italian.

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Appearance

Height: 6’1”
Weight: 140
Body Type: Lean and muscular
Eye Color: Hazel with gold rims
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Milk Chocolate Brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A small scar across his right shoulder. On his right arm there is a dove Tattoo with five lines under it.
Personal Style: Marco is usually a very sharply dressed person, even at camp. He likes wearing a button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up, dress pants, a smart pair of shoes, and sometimes a vest. He’s not a huge fan of wearing the purple shirt with the jeans that some of the campers wear… but he’ll do it if needed. However, he usually has the best names in fashion in his wardrobe, a perk of whom his father is.

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Psychology

Friendly * Self Conscious * Flirty * Worrywart * Kind hearted * Stubborn

Sexuality: Pansexual and Polyamorous
Relationship Status: In a Poly relationship with Emily
Personality: Marco is one of the friendliest and most open people he knows, or he claims so. However, he is a very caring young man that cares deeply for anyone he calls friend or lover. However, under it all, he is a bundle of worries and self consciousness. He is always worried about hurting someone he cares for by accident, because he’s seen what happened to his father… after what happened with his mother. He also can be a bit stubborn, not willing to budge on some things, saying that it might be ‘worth the risk.’

Fatal Flaw: Personal Loyalty: Marco would give the world for his friends. He would literally trade anything for those he calls for and calls family and friends.
Habits: He’ll tap his fingers idly when bored, tends to preen when he sees a mirror, tries to play matchmaker.
Hobbies: Cooing over his little pet Sugar glider, going on dates, clothing/ fashion, training, needle felting.
Fears:

• Breaking the heart of someone he truly cares for.
• Hurting someone he cares about.
• His dad finding out the truth about his mom.

Likes:

• Flirting
• Coffee
• Spending time with people he cares about
• Fashion
• Seeing others happy
• Grapes

Dislikes:

• Lying to his father
• The games some of his siblings play with other people’s hearts
• His mother’s behavior
• Tea
• Racist people
• Dogs

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Skills

Demigod Abilities:

• Charm speak, minor ability.
• Ability to speak the ‘Romance’ languages.

General Skills:

• Some gardening skills
• How to accessorize
• People skills
• Cooking
• Needle felting
• Animal care

Combat Skills:

• Some knife fighting ability
• Some sword fighting
• Some spear fighting

Magic Item:

• A compact that he can use to send messages, like Iris messages.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - A nice button up shirt, nice pants, nice shoes, socks and boxers.
• Purse/Wallet - A man purse that he carries his little Sugar glider in, snacks for his glider, as well as his wallet. In the wallet: ID, US money $300, some credit cards. He also has some denarius if he needs them.
• Cell phone (Needs to keep up on fashion)
• His little sugar glider, Milo
• Imperial Gold knife
• A few photos tucked into his wallet of past and present lovers
• Little picture of Milo in case the little sugar glider is not with him.
• House/ apartment keys
• Car keys
• Camp necklace

Possessions In Cabin:

• Clothing
• Poster of a movie star he likes
• Little supply of makeup for his siblings
• His camp clothing
• Camp shoes
• Small bust (Trophy)
• A little cage for Milo
• Mini fridge for Milo’s food
• Little hammock for Milo
• Extra plush pillow

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History

Biography Marco’s father was a young supermodel, around twenty two years in age, when he started dating this beautiful young lady model that he met. The two had a story book romance, falling in love quickly, and they looked rather handsome together. However, right as Marco’s father was getting ready to propose, the woman vanished, leaving him alone for seven months. At the end of that, a basket with a note and a baby appeared in it on his doorstep. There was nothing more in the note that a simple apology and the name of the baby.

Marco grew up doted on by his single father, but there was always a lingering sadness in the poor man. His heart had been crushed, broken by this beautiful woman, and whenever Marco would ask about his mother, he could tell that the hurt was real, so he learned quickly to not ask about his mother.

Marco and his father always knew that he was not going to be a normal boy, as he took an interest in fashion, needle felting, and both boys and girls quickly in his life. However, besides some trouble with school work and being diagnosed with both ADHD and dyslexia as a young age, his teachers always found him a charming and sweet boy, and it seemed that Marco was always able to talk himself out of any sort of terrible trouble that he might be in.

When he was about twelve, he received visions of a wolf and then met Lupa one day. Lupa told him of Camp Jupiter and Marco was interested, and told his father it was a fashion school that went year round, and then packed up and went there. He still wants to punch his mother in the face if he ever meets her, but other than that, he’s quite happy.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Jupiter: Marco was found by Lupa when he was twelve, and shortly after claimed by his mother and taken to the camp. He easily fit in with his siblings, and the young man has always been charming, so he easily fit in with the others. He has been at the camp for five years, but he still goes home to visit when he can.

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Additional Information

He makes each meal for his little sugar glider by hand. He does enjoy singing, even if he’s not a child of Apollo. His first kiss was with a boy when he was 12.

Theme Song:All You Need is Love- The Beatles

Extra Information:
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4587409
Favorite God: Hades followed by Freyr
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

Through the Doors of our hearts - Finished

Astrid

Astrid blinked a bit as she realized she had done it... that the magic had worked, and it was thanking her. She gently nodded to the wind and then held her spear close. Oh wow... she had... she had done it! She could only hope that Freya and Odin were proud of her. She then saw a portal opening and blinked a bit as she saw the school again.

"Alright..." She sighed at that as she gently clicked the knot on her spear and it shrank down again and then she jumped through the portal and sighed a bit. She had hoped to head home... her real home, but she guessed it was not that time yet. She noticed that Katalina had hopped through the portal and tumbled in close and looked around at the group.

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Katalina

Katalina soon followed the others through the portal and then looked back at Kade. "Come on!" She yelled as she reached out for him. The portal was not going to last too long, she could tell.

Through the Doors of our hearts - Finished

Astrid

The Valkyrie stepped towards the tangle and gently pulled out her spear and extended it to it's full length again. She gently looked at the tangle, and then started to traces a rune in the air and focused. "Allfather, lend me strength..." She muttered at that and then she closed her eyes and focused as she channeled her powers.

There was the feeling of something untangle... and then there was a snap as if something was falling back into line. She stumbled a bit as she had not used so much energy/ power in a long time, and she used her spear to brace herself a bit at that point. "Woah... I... hope that worked."

Through the Doors of our hearts - Finished

Katalina

"Ugh I hate heights but fine!" The former water creature frowned as she looked over at Alexander and then sighed as she watched Alexander crossed the invisible platforms at that point... and she let out a squeak as he nearly fell off of one. God she already hated heights, but here she was, standing by as she watched Alexander about to fall to his death and she couldn't do a damned thing about it. Thankfully it seemed that Alexander could catch himself and he got back on the platform.

"...Gods of the Oceans... protect me." Katalina went to take the first step, making a jump towards the platform, but she was use to jumping in the ocean so... she misjudged her jump and her foot slipped off the edge of the platform. Thankfully, Alexander grabbed her hand and then helped her up. "Thanks Alex..." She squeaked out and then headed to the other side after he helped her up. "Ugh I really hate heights... next quest can we please go to the ocean or something like that?"

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Astrid

Astrid watched, blinking a bit as both Alexander and Katalina crossed the platform with a bit of difficulty. It would be so easy if she had Veðrriddari... but well there was nothing she could do about that. She really needed to stop thinking about her precious mount, especially when she was so far away from him. So far away from home.

After she was sure it was fine, she gently pressed the knot on her spear and it shrunk back to it's more travel friendly size, and she put it back around her neck. "Alright then..." She gently hopped from the cliff to the first platform with no trouble. Soon she was across and standing right before were the knot of energy was. "We're here..."

Through the Doors of our hearts - Finished

Astrid

Astrid sighed a bit at that as she leaned in and gently poked the tip of her spear in the air in front of her and sighed a bit. She had to have some hope at that point, and she frowned as she wasn't finding anything but air. She did keep quiet as she looked over at Sumi and then frowned more. "I know we need to get to the knot... but I'm not sure how we're going to get there..."

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Katalina

Katalina was kicking at the ground for a moment, and she sighed. She really did not like being up this high, and then there was the thought of they needing to go... off that cliff. It would be more comforting if there was water under there, but... she wasn't sure about that. So, she sat down on the cliff and waited.

Through the Doors of our hearts - Finished

Astrid

"What it means is that you were describing the Allfather, and he is... one of the original spirits of Christmas. I... thought you were insulting him. I'm sorry. Allfather... you might know him by another name. He is Odin." Astrid spoke even while she kept prodding the edge and frowned a bit more at that. Gods what she wouldn't give to have her mount with her, to be able to fly again. She'd even take the ability to shift into a swan at the moment as she looked at the edge. She wasn't sure what they were going to do at that point.

"I don't suppose anyone has a winged mount here, right?" She turned to look at the others.

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Katalina

"So, you fought Santa, or your world's version of Santa? Huh. I forgot about him, to be honest. We... don't have a version of him on my world. Also I thought he was... y'know..." Katalina trailed off a bit at that point and then she looked off the edge of the cliff. She looked around to see if there was anywhere they could tie a rope to... or maybe they could find one of those ladders again?

"Kade, you're getting awfully quiet there."

Through the Doors of our hearts - Finished

Astrid

The bells suddenly cutting off sent a chill running up and down the valkyrie's spine. Her ears were still ringing with the sound of those bells, as her eye continued to look around as she tried to find where the sound came from. She knew she needed to answer Sumi, bu she still wasn't sure how to answer. "It... it's still that way, but I'm not sure how we can get to it. It's not like any of us have our mounts with us... well those of us that had mounts." She frowned a bit at that as she rubbed her ears a bit and then looked to Christopher. "You can take your fingers out, we should be fine."

Astrid frowned a bit as she looked around the clearing, and then walked to the edge and started prodding at the air with her spear. She was hoping that she might be able to find a path, a way or something towards the leyline... but it seemed that there was truly nothing there at that point.

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Katalina

Katalina shook her head as the sound vanished when the blonde spoke, and she rubbed her temples a bit at that. "So... one eyed bastard?" She asked softly as she looked at Alexander and blinked a bit at that. "Dare I even ask?" She said and sighed at that.

"Each world has their own version of Santa... or Saint Nicholas... some are not always kind." Kade said, his twang coming out pretty hard at that point.