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xxxxxOnce upon a time there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died.
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| Description
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xxxxxGino is tall and lanky, with thick dark hair, a Roman nose, angular features. Very angular -- his face and body are sporadically covered in patches of sharp, protective calcium plates, physically similar to barnacle shells. These growths are a dull bone-grey color, streaked with dusty reddish-purple, and contrast only slightly with his (also) pale, ashy skin.
xxxxxOn his face, he has these growths around his eyes (on his brow bone and cheekbones), around his ears, on his temples and scalp, and on his cheeks and jawline. He has more spikes on his hip bones, spine, clavicles, ankle bones, knees, elbows, knuckles, and the tops of his feet; he also has calcareous growths scattered over his back and shoulders. On his back, shoulders, and much of his face they are hollow and peaked, scattered like dead barnacle clusters amid his acne scarring; elsewhere, particularly along his joints and bones, they grow outward in protruding spikes and ridges.
xxxxxGino dresses bright and summery -- getting fabric caught in his spikes is his own sensory hell, so he wears a lot of shorts and sandals and Hawaiian shirts. Often he sports a thin, droopy mustache and goatee. Both of his arms are heavily tattooed in black and white.
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| Reputation
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xxxxxFormer Freaktonian from a house of loud, brash, reckless young men who seemed to spend all of their free time trying to kill each other, either in the pursuit of something they hoped would be fun and awesome, or in needlessly passive-aggressive personality clashes that, bizarrely, never got physical. (They officially called themselves Corona House; many people referred to them as Oh, That House.) He's more laid-back around the tunnels; other Morlocks are likely to know he's a decent cook, he has three cats he's obsessed with, and he usually has weed.
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| History
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xxxxxMorlock via Freaktown via Prometheus. Born and raised in Staten Island, actually, but he talks about Florida like he's from there.
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| Powers
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xxxxxSticks things to other things -- specifically, he is able to instantly fuse any number of solid items together along all points of surface-to-surface contact. These bonds form on a molecular level and are basically permanent if left alone, but they can also be instantly reversed, returning the surfaces to their original forms, with no trace of the attachment. Unfortunately he has to stick them to himself first.
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| Skills
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xxxxxSwimming, surfing, skateboarding, all at amateurish levels but with surprising, easy grace. Patching his own clothes, cutting his own hair. Cleaning and cooking fish. Running in slide sandals. He's not so good with conventional weaponry, but a crack shot with improvised launching weapons (typically, "stick with objects stuck to it") and has an uncanny sense for speed, distance, directions, and time -- if he says he'll be somewhere in twelve minutes then, barring death or serious injury, he'll probably be there in twelve minutes.
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Weirdos
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| Trivia
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- Missing a couple fingers on his left hand in what he describes as a "Florida incident."
- He's been picking up tattoos left and right since he left home at 18, though these days he has to dunk himself in saltwater for a while before his skin is normal enough to ink. His right arm bears an assortment of marine life -- schools of fish, coral, seaweed, sharks, dolphins, turtles, mollusks, crustaceans -- not arranged into much of a cohesive picture; there's also a rose, Psalm 31:24 in cursive script, a mermaid, and a palm tree in there from before he settled on a theme. His left arm was more carefully planned out -- it depicts the story of Daniel in the lions' den, a protective angel suggested in the shadows and highlights of the scene.
- Almost always wears a puka shell necklace. He thinks it's funny.
- He prefers Italian-language opera (he's not biased, it's just better) but once in a while he will deign to listen to something French. His favorite operas are Il barbiere di Siviglia, Tosca, and Lucia di Lammermoor -- he prefers comedies to watch and tragedies to listen to.
- Has three black cats named Caesar, Crassus, and Pompey; they're brothers about a year old that he's been taking care of since finding them in Freaktown. For the most part they hang out in his room, which has sprouted an elaborate cat playground/climbing structure, but sometimes he lets them out to lurk around the tunnels and chase rats.
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| Gallery
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| Gino Gabriel Del Greco
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| Birthdate
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October 29, 2000
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| Birthplace
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Staten Island, New York
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| Species
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Mutant
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| Affiliation
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Morlocks, Prometheus
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| Alignment
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Italian-American
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| Powers
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Sticky fingers
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| Occupation
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None
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| Registration Status
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Unregistered
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| RP Hooks
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| Surf & turf - Gino likes both street surfing and regular surfing, though these days it's easier for him to get to a skate park than to a beach. Often he can be found blowing off steam on the ramps; with his power he can pull off some wild tricks.
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| Ichthys - Gino was raised devoutly Catholic, and though he hasn't quite lost his faith since leaving home, he also never found a replacement for the community and support he had there growing up. Someday he's hoping to find it again.
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| Il pesceballo - Gino is a bit of an opera queen, little though he has the budget for that these days. Used to collect vinyl, but it's all in care of his cousin in Miami and he thinks it unlikely he'll get it back.
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| Big Fish - Gino is also a big musical theater fan. He knows all the words to Cats, and also all the names of the individual chorus member cats, and has strong opinions on their merit as cats and as characters. That said, his favorite musical is Mame.
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