Name: Marx Lamorak
Age: 23
Gender: Female/Androgynous
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Superhuman
Powers (if applicable): Able to create brightly-colored toxins of various types, though she often uses them as a sort of glow-in-the-dark, natural body paint she can turn on at will (the glowing effect/toxin production is completely controllable and can even be turned into things like tentacles that can be produced from her skin
Looks: About 5'11" or so, thinner/scrawnier build, relatively pale skin, light freckles across her cheeks, super fluffy brown hair like this just a bit less curly and more on the fluffy/messy side, startlingly pale blue eyes with almost eternal dark circles under them, long scar across the front of her throat with two small circular lights embedded in the flesh closer to the center of her throat right above it, ear lobe piercings, two upper ear cartilage ones on the right, two bullet scars on the back of her left thigh, this tattoo on her upper left arm with this one running through it, this one and surrounding flowers/leaves in black on her right arm, this one on the back of her neck, these matching ones on both thighs, and this one on both her ring fingers, though there's swords going through the leaves as well
Outfit: Depends, often oversized hoodies and clothes in general (mostly to hide her figure), though her favorite is often a big red hoodie she leaves unzipped and rolled up to her elbows that has the design of a biker gang in white that's mostly broken up from having it for a long time, a black and white bro-tank with a basketball jersey sort of look that has the number 17 surrounded by white roses twined around swords on the front and Lamorak on the back, ripped black jeans, one of those really emo-looking belts with the chain that goes from it and connects to her wallet, ripped black jeans, and combat boots. Always wears a bandanna of some sort around her neck, though the one she likes to wear with the above outfit is a red one with a giant black cartoony monster mouth on it. If she's not wearing a bandanna, she's always covering her neck up with either a collar or a choker since she also likes to wear a black fabric mask with white monster teeth on it with that outfit. Often has several rings and bracelets on, and a black stud in her earlobes and black hoops in her cartilage piercing
Personality: Generally very sweet, very kind and understanding, always sounds tired and just the faintest hint of raspy but that's really just their default when they bother talking, takes absolutely no shit when anyone she cares about is messed with, not easy to anger but when she's pissed she's the sort of cold fury type that will stay silent as she beats you to a pulp, has several body issues (especially about the scar on her neck and lack of actual vocal chords)
Backstory summary (optional): Lived a relatively simple life in the suburbs of a gang-riddled neighborhood, perfectly content until she was 9 and in the backseat of her parents' car when their tires were shot out. A gang jumped out and proceeded to rip her parents out of the car, robbing them while she managed to slip away to the entrance of the alley they had crashed into. She watched from behind a dumpster as her parents were brutally murdered, and when she accidentally gave herself away the robbers shot at her, hitting her in the leg and causing her to be unable to get away. They then grabbed her and slit her throat, though not deep enough to actually kill her since the police had just arrived. She was found just before she bled out, and when she got to the hospital she found that her original vocal chords had to be removed and replaced with synthetic copies, hence the lights in her throat. She was unable to speak while it healed, but by the time it did she had become all but selectively mute, rarely speaking to anyone. But after finding friends in the lead singer of the band she now plays drums and raps in, she found a bit more confidence in her voice, eventually speaking more and more outside of absolute necessity, though her trauma is far from healed.
Other: Plays drums and raps for a band called Get Lucky (they play rock and rap, sometimes a combo of the two), able to change the frequency of her voice and since she aims for a more androgynous pitch most people actually think she's a boy, has a bit of an issue with an addiction to painkillers (she grew dependent on them post-surgery and the pharmacy just told her she needed them all her life for her "pain")
