Marcel Mertens
@carelessheroism.bsky.social
A hero in a distopian future, trying his hardest
FC: Okarun [Dandadan]
FC: Okarun [Dandadan]
“Yeah, I guess swimming is a tradition for most humans. Um, are you like a cat-person?”
The adventurer adjusted his glasses with cocked eyebrows, eyes locked on the feline creature.
“Never mind, don't answer that! I'm just being dumb!”
The adventurer adjusted his glasses with cocked eyebrows, eyes locked on the feline creature.
“Never mind, don't answer that! I'm just being dumb!”
December 17, 2024 at 5:35 PM
“Yeah, I guess swimming is a tradition for most humans. Um, are you like a cat-person?”
The adventurer adjusted his glasses with cocked eyebrows, eyes locked on the feline creature.
“Never mind, don't answer that! I'm just being dumb!”
The adventurer adjusted his glasses with cocked eyebrows, eyes locked on the feline creature.
“Never mind, don't answer that! I'm just being dumb!”
“You have to be fucking kidding me right now! So it's a life force vampire? Why is that cool and annoying at the same time!?”
The adventurer's face shifted to that of surprise and awe, jaw slack and eyes wide
“Alright, Alright. . .is it killable or containable?”
The adventurer's face shifted to that of surprise and awe, jaw slack and eyes wide
“Alright, Alright. . .is it killable or containable?”
December 14, 2024 at 10:46 PM
“You have to be fucking kidding me right now! So it's a life force vampire? Why is that cool and annoying at the same time!?”
The adventurer's face shifted to that of surprise and awe, jaw slack and eyes wide
“Alright, Alright. . .is it killable or containable?”
The adventurer's face shifted to that of surprise and awe, jaw slack and eyes wide
“Alright, Alright. . .is it killable or containable?”
“Uh, what happens if I lose? So far I'm only hearing the good things I gain from winning.”
Adjusting his glasses with a skeptical look on his face, Marcel hesitantly held his hand out. Not fully shaking Peach's hand until he hears the other conditions.
“Don't hold out on me, Peach. I'd like to—
Adjusting his glasses with a skeptical look on his face, Marcel hesitantly held his hand out. Not fully shaking Peach's hand until he hears the other conditions.
“Don't hold out on me, Peach. I'd like to—
December 14, 2024 at 10:17 PM
“Uh, what happens if I lose? So far I'm only hearing the good things I gain from winning.”
Adjusting his glasses with a skeptical look on his face, Marcel hesitantly held his hand out. Not fully shaking Peach's hand until he hears the other conditions.
“Don't hold out on me, Peach. I'd like to—
Adjusting his glasses with a skeptical look on his face, Marcel hesitantly held his hand out. Not fully shaking Peach's hand until he hears the other conditions.
“Don't hold out on me, Peach. I'd like to—
“Oh well, I was exploring and that statue had like it's face covered I think. I don't remember I only got a quick glance.”
He nonchalantly shrugged while stuffing his face with food
“Then I heard a strange noise.”
He nonchalantly shrugged while stuffing his face with food
“Then I heard a strange noise.”
December 14, 2024 at 5:59 PM
“Oh well, I was exploring and that statue had like it's face covered I think. I don't remember I only got a quick glance.”
He nonchalantly shrugged while stuffing his face with food
“Then I heard a strange noise.”
He nonchalantly shrugged while stuffing his face with food
“Then I heard a strange noise.”
“What did you just say?”
December 11, 2024 at 9:15 PM
“What did you just say?”
— it can to maintain his form. This could lead to a state of pseudo berserk or completely going berserk once more.
His backpack is constantly filled with snacks that he had to purchase a bag of holding to keep up with his faster metabolism. He will eat whenever he can, even in conversations.
His backpack is constantly filled with snacks that he had to purchase a bag of holding to keep up with his faster metabolism. He will eat whenever he can, even in conversations.
December 11, 2024 at 8:19 PM
— it can to maintain his form. This could lead to a state of pseudo berserk or completely going berserk once more.
His backpack is constantly filled with snacks that he had to purchase a bag of holding to keep up with his faster metabolism. He will eat whenever he can, even in conversations.
His backpack is constantly filled with snacks that he had to purchase a bag of holding to keep up with his faster metabolism. He will eat whenever he can, even in conversations.
—
«Drawbacks»
His metabolism has increased due to his new found speedster like abilities and constantly has to fuel himself
He has grown addicted to noodles and will literally risk his life for noodles.
The more he transforms the more energy he burns, this leads to his body expending whatever—
«Drawbacks»
His metabolism has increased due to his new found speedster like abilities and constantly has to fuel himself
He has grown addicted to noodles and will literally risk his life for noodles.
The more he transforms the more energy he burns, this leads to his body expending whatever—
December 11, 2024 at 8:19 PM
—
«Drawbacks»
His metabolism has increased due to his new found speedster like abilities and constantly has to fuel himself
He has grown addicted to noodles and will literally risk his life for noodles.
The more he transforms the more energy he burns, this leads to his body expending whatever—
«Drawbacks»
His metabolism has increased due to his new found speedster like abilities and constantly has to fuel himself
He has grown addicted to noodles and will literally risk his life for noodles.
The more he transforms the more energy he burns, this leads to his body expending whatever—
—
After running a rampage through the candy kingdom for hours, Marcel's body gave out and was handedly chained up and held down in the medical bay.
Being properly cared for and nursed back to health, Marcel struggled with the thing attached to his very being; fighting for control of his own—
After running a rampage through the candy kingdom for hours, Marcel's body gave out and was handedly chained up and held down in the medical bay.
Being properly cared for and nursed back to health, Marcel struggled with the thing attached to his very being; fighting for control of his own—
December 11, 2024 at 8:19 PM
—
After running a rampage through the candy kingdom for hours, Marcel's body gave out and was handedly chained up and held down in the medical bay.
Being properly cared for and nursed back to health, Marcel struggled with the thing attached to his very being; fighting for control of his own—
After running a rampage through the candy kingdom for hours, Marcel's body gave out and was handedly chained up and held down in the medical bay.
Being properly cared for and nursed back to health, Marcel struggled with the thing attached to his very being; fighting for control of his own—
—
«Post Dungeon train»
After sinking into a deep depression where he spent a week roaming an infinity dungeon disguised as a train, Marcel went on his first real adventure becoming something of an Antiquarian.
He discovered temple with a pendant at the center, not knowing the curse it held—
«Post Dungeon train»
After sinking into a deep depression where he spent a week roaming an infinity dungeon disguised as a train, Marcel went on his first real adventure becoming something of an Antiquarian.
He discovered temple with a pendant at the center, not knowing the curse it held—
December 11, 2024 at 8:19 PM
—
«Post Dungeon train»
After sinking into a deep depression where he spent a week roaming an infinity dungeon disguised as a train, Marcel went on his first real adventure becoming something of an Antiquarian.
He discovered temple with a pendant at the center, not knowing the curse it held—
«Post Dungeon train»
After sinking into a deep depression where he spent a week roaming an infinity dungeon disguised as a train, Marcel went on his first real adventure becoming something of an Antiquarian.
He discovered temple with a pendant at the center, not knowing the curse it held—
«Marcel»
Marcel Mertens is just another universe version of Finn who story diverges after Mortal Folly and Mortal recoil.
His encounter with the absolute end, the lich, brought him to a new state of mind. He wanted to get stronger and find unique items to combat something like that again—
Marcel Mertens is just another universe version of Finn who story diverges after Mortal Folly and Mortal recoil.
His encounter with the absolute end, the lich, brought him to a new state of mind. He wanted to get stronger and find unique items to combat something like that again—
December 11, 2024 at 8:19 PM
«Marcel»
Marcel Mertens is just another universe version of Finn who story diverges after Mortal Folly and Mortal recoil.
His encounter with the absolute end, the lich, brought him to a new state of mind. He wanted to get stronger and find unique items to combat something like that again—
Marcel Mertens is just another universe version of Finn who story diverges after Mortal Folly and Mortal recoil.
His encounter with the absolute end, the lich, brought him to a new state of mind. He wanted to get stronger and find unique items to combat something like that again—
“ᵀʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵃˢˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵐᵉ, ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳʳʸ ᵘˢ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵒᵘᵗ!”
«Adventure time OC»
«Crossover friendly»
«Dm plotting|Tagging open»
«NSFW| SFW»
«story driven»
“𝙶𝚎𝚎𝚣, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛!”
«Adventure time OC»
«Crossover friendly»
«Dm plotting|Tagging open»
«NSFW| SFW»
«story driven»
“𝙶𝚎𝚎𝚣, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛!”
December 11, 2024 at 8:17 AM
“ᵀʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵃˢˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵐᵉ, ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳʳʸ ᵘˢ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵒᵘᵗ!”
«Adventure time OC»
«Crossover friendly»
«Dm plotting|Tagging open»
«NSFW| SFW»
«story driven»
“𝙶𝚎𝚎𝚣, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛!”
«Adventure time OC»
«Crossover friendly»
«Dm plotting|Tagging open»
«NSFW| SFW»
«story driven»
“𝙶𝚎𝚎𝚣, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛!”
“ᴱʰ? ᴼʰ, ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ, ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵍᵘʸ. ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ˢᵃʸ ᵒᵒᵖˢ! ᴴᵉʸ. . .ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇˡⁱⁿᵏ, ᵒᵏᵃʸ?”
«Openrp|Ocrp|Mvrp»
«Openrp|Ocrp|Mvrp»
December 11, 2024 at 8:17 AM
“ᴱʰ? ᴼʰ, ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ, ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵍᵘʸ. ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ˢᵃʸ ᵒᵒᵖˢ! ᴴᵉʸ. . .ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇˡⁱⁿᵏ, ᵒᵏᵃʸ?”
«Openrp|Ocrp|Mvrp»
«Openrp|Ocrp|Mvrp»
“Finally, a good meal-”
The adventurer scarfed down the food before him without even thinking, his stomach rumbling for more as he scooped meal into his mouth.
His eyes focused on his TV as a movie played, some generic horror flick he scavenged out of some rubble.
“Damn, my fucking everything—
The adventurer scarfed down the food before him without even thinking, his stomach rumbling for more as he scooped meal into his mouth.
His eyes focused on his TV as a movie played, some generic horror flick he scavenged out of some rubble.
“Damn, my fucking everything—
December 11, 2024 at 5:19 AM
“Finally, a good meal-”
The adventurer scarfed down the food before him without even thinking, his stomach rumbling for more as he scooped meal into his mouth.
His eyes focused on his TV as a movie played, some generic horror flick he scavenged out of some rubble.
“Damn, my fucking everything—
The adventurer scarfed down the food before him without even thinking, his stomach rumbling for more as he scooped meal into his mouth.
His eyes focused on his TV as a movie played, some generic horror flick he scavenged out of some rubble.
“Damn, my fucking everything—
—“Half a minute, that's all I can manage. I have to kill this thing in under a minute—”
Marcel muttered to himself the time limit he had on his body before starting this fight, tunnel visioned at the beast before him
“—I'll beat it in sixteen seconds!”
Marcel muttered to himself the time limit he had on his body before starting this fight, tunnel visioned at the beast before him
“—I'll beat it in sixteen seconds!”
December 11, 2024 at 1:17 AM
—“Half a minute, that's all I can manage. I have to kill this thing in under a minute—”
Marcel muttered to himself the time limit he had on his body before starting this fight, tunnel visioned at the beast before him
“—I'll beat it in sixteen seconds!”
Marcel muttered to himself the time limit he had on his body before starting this fight, tunnel visioned at the beast before him
“—I'll beat it in sixteen seconds!”
—and blood trickling down his chin.
“Focus, come on body don't fail me!”
His eyes completely went white behind his glasses, as he breathed out a pained wheeze.
His toes dug into the stone ground and launched him forward, pushing behind his normal limits to approach the spears's guardian—
“Focus, come on body don't fail me!”
His eyes completely went white behind his glasses, as he breathed out a pained wheeze.
His toes dug into the stone ground and launched him forward, pushing behind his normal limits to approach the spears's guardian—
December 11, 2024 at 1:17 AM
—and blood trickling down his chin.
“Focus, come on body don't fail me!”
His eyes completely went white behind his glasses, as he breathed out a pained wheeze.
His toes dug into the stone ground and launched him forward, pushing behind his normal limits to approach the spears's guardian—
“Focus, come on body don't fail me!”
His eyes completely went white behind his glasses, as he breathed out a pained wheeze.
His toes dug into the stone ground and launched him forward, pushing behind his normal limits to approach the spears's guardian—
—brief diagnostic of his own body, a few strong hits would definitely lay him out.
“—But my heart beat is picking up and I can feel the surge in me!”
Gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows, Marcel forced out his transformation. His exhausted body rebelling against his wishes with a nosebleed—
“—But my heart beat is picking up and I can feel the surge in me!”
Gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows, Marcel forced out his transformation. His exhausted body rebelling against his wishes with a nosebleed—
December 11, 2024 at 1:17 AM
—brief diagnostic of his own body, a few strong hits would definitely lay him out.
“—But my heart beat is picking up and I can feel the surge in me!”
Gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows, Marcel forced out his transformation. His exhausted body rebelling against his wishes with a nosebleed—
“—But my heart beat is picking up and I can feel the surge in me!”
Gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows, Marcel forced out his transformation. His exhausted body rebelling against his wishes with a nosebleed—
—with an annoyed expression on his face but he finally found it.
“The lightning dragon spear, finally! This better be—”
The chamber rumbled before he could even approach the weapon, prompting Marcy to stabilize himself from falling. His annoyed expression shifting to immediate concern—
“The lightning dragon spear, finally! This better be—”
The chamber rumbled before he could even approach the weapon, prompting Marcy to stabilize himself from falling. His annoyed expression shifting to immediate concern—
December 11, 2024 at 1:01 AM
—with an annoyed expression on his face but he finally found it.
“The lightning dragon spear, finally! This better be—”
The chamber rumbled before he could even approach the weapon, prompting Marcy to stabilize himself from falling. His annoyed expression shifting to immediate concern—
“The lightning dragon spear, finally! This better be—”
The chamber rumbled before he could even approach the weapon, prompting Marcy to stabilize himself from falling. His annoyed expression shifting to immediate concern—
—
“Being an Antiquarian sucks, going this deep for magic items and enduring this-”
Marcel motioned to the dungeon, looking back at some defeated demons.
“I am taking a long, hot bath after this and eating a tub of ice cream!”
Mumbling and groaning to himself, the adventurer fixed his glasses—
“Being an Antiquarian sucks, going this deep for magic items and enduring this-”
Marcel motioned to the dungeon, looking back at some defeated demons.
“I am taking a long, hot bath after this and eating a tub of ice cream!”
Mumbling and groaning to himself, the adventurer fixed his glasses—
December 11, 2024 at 12:50 AM
—
“Being an Antiquarian sucks, going this deep for magic items and enduring this-”
Marcel motioned to the dungeon, looking back at some defeated demons.
“I am taking a long, hot bath after this and eating a tub of ice cream!”
Mumbling and groaning to himself, the adventurer fixed his glasses—
“Being an Antiquarian sucks, going this deep for magic items and enduring this-”
Marcel motioned to the dungeon, looking back at some defeated demons.
“I am taking a long, hot bath after this and eating a tub of ice cream!”
Mumbling and groaning to himself, the adventurer fixed his glasses—
A few steps were taken by the male as he wandered a dungeon alone, he had burned himself out fight a bunch of demons and ghouls before getting this far in. Several long days he spent descending during this expedition.
Trudging forward through this hellhole, he stumbled into the final room—
Trudging forward through this hellhole, he stumbled into the final room—
December 11, 2024 at 12:46 AM
A few steps were taken by the male as he wandered a dungeon alone, he had burned himself out fight a bunch of demons and ghouls before getting this far in. Several long days he spent descending during this expedition.
Trudging forward through this hellhole, he stumbled into the final room—
Trudging forward through this hellhole, he stumbled into the final room—
“Uh, because I'm not looking at you. I'm looking past you.”
The adventurer furrowed his brows before stepping around the female, shaking his head slightly
“Tell him what you want, it'll be a lie.”
The adventurer furrowed his brows before stepping around the female, shaking his head slightly
“Tell him what you want, it'll be a lie.”
December 4, 2024 at 10:56 PM
“Uh, because I'm not looking at you. I'm looking past you.”
The adventurer furrowed his brows before stepping around the female, shaking his head slightly
“Tell him what you want, it'll be a lie.”
The adventurer furrowed his brows before stepping around the female, shaking his head slightly
“Tell him what you want, it'll be a lie.”
“That time of year again.”
Hangs up Mistletoe
Hangs up Mistletoe
December 2, 2024 at 2:46 AM
“That time of year again.”
Hangs up Mistletoe
Hangs up Mistletoe