Gabriel Marx

From Masq
Name: Gabriel Marx

Nationality: Californian
Occupation: Punk Kid
Demeanor: Loner
Apparent Age: Late Teens

Nickname: Gabe

"The size of a man is measured by the size of the thing that makes him angry."
Author Unknown

"Society, my dear, is like salt water, good to swim in but hard to swallow."
--Arthur Stringer, "The Silver Poppy"

"Learning to draw is really a matter of learning to see -- to see correctly -- and that means a good deal more than merely looking with the eye."
--Kimon Nicolaides

RP Hooks
  • He's got an obvious grafting scar on the back of his left forearm.
  • Works (sort of) at Body Art Tattoo Parlor, if he's there drop by.
  • Can be found skateboarding just about everywhere, maybe you bump into one another. Literally.
  • Someone's started painting jaw-dropping murals all over town, someone might of seen him somewhere nearby.
  • If push comes to shove, drop me a page and ask for some RP. If I'm just sitting around in public, I'd probably appreciate being alleviated from my boredom anyway.
A Glimpse Within
Physical Description

The starkness of alabaster skin stands out all the more against the contrasting shock of black hair that stands up from Gabriel's head, kept short at the back and sides, but has a slightly longer and messier look up top. He sports a build that speaks of high activity, muscle well defined, but possessed of a sleeker quality rather than being overly buff. At five foot ten, his height is fairly average, but his body and features combined would certainly turn a head or three. Startling grey-blue eyes are set behind a frame of long dark lashes, brows above them tapered into an arch. His nose is complimenting yet unremarkable, lips full. He has a single stainless steel loop with ball closure tucked away there towards the left corner of his bottom lip, with a labret to match. Ear piercings include an industrial on the right.

He sometimes wears a grey hoodie over a black Linkin' Park t-shirt that's probably seen better days, both untucked over a studded dark-colored belt that likely keeps his slightly over-sized blue-jeans from falling off his narrow hips. Heavy soled, steel toed boots are strapped to his feet, showing the wear and tear of someone who's been wearing them for a quite some time. He's adorned with an assortment of bracelets on his right wrist. One leather that snaps on, a few made of embroidery floss in muted and vibrant colors, and a few that are just black, thin and rubbery. Around his neck, some dog tags hanging from the appropriate chain one might assume comes with such a thing, and a simple silver cross on a cheap looking pleather thong. Always with him is his iPod, a single-strap ratty looking black backpack filled with only God knows what, and a skateboard with eye-catching blue flames spray painted upon the bottom.

  • [I Will Not Bow] Breaking Benjamin
  • [19-2000] Gorillaz
  • [Nothing Else Matters] Metallica
  • [Easier to Run] Linkin' Park
  • [This is War] 30 Seconds to Mars
  • [War] Sick Puppies
Allies and Contacts
Geeky Deliciousness Your blushing pillbug impression won me over the first time Big Brother is Watching Don't worry, I locked up before I left She'd make a good therapist. Knight on Shiny Motorcycle, Best Friend Nose+Business=Ohyeah Stealthy Like Ninja, Eyes that Glitter like Diamonds
Hot Asian Chick. Black of Hair, Crimson of Eye Food is good. What's my tab up to now? Huh...uh...what? Don't understand half the shit that comes out of your mouth, but you're good peeps