Name
πΈππππ (π·ππ) π³πππ
Age
21
***Gender***
πΈπππ:(both female and male pronouns are equally valid)
Nationality
π΅πππππππ(currently unknown Mix)
Sexuality
ππππππππ
Appearance
The unchangeable fact about Margo that she simple cant stand is.. well Margo is a man. He has the voice of a man, the muscle of a man, the speaking manners of a man, a man in all cases except his appearance. Margo has an affinity for black and thus tends to be the common theme in Her wardrobe. She often balances feminine fashion with practicality, opting for padded jumpsuits or simple form fitted slacks and tops. Margo's professional gear is a thin armored black nylon jumpsuit with combat boots. Due to her semi short stature of 5'7 she wears only platform boots, steel toe. This outfit is all worn beneath any mandated Armour/uniform required for a NSF member. Casual wear is often comprised of turtle necks, slip dresses and tight tight slacks. Margo tends to try to hold onto some sort of sex appeal, often sporting some makeup and heels when she's off duty. Her slick black hair is often tied away from her face, just enough to keep some sort of fashionable look while keeping it away from her field of view. The most noticeable physical attributes is a lean muscular body, dark dark narrow eyes,a stuffed Bra, long black hair and a pale face. Underneath the foundation A portion of his face has a small black tattoo from a raggity gang of kids during teen-hood.
Though the century is filled with widely accessible technology and scientific advancements, Margo is tech free, There simply wasnt money, a stable home or an adult to facilitate any technological help/improvements for the boy.
Height
5'7 (5'10 in work shoes)
Personality
It's the cliche statement that sums the man best,
You either love her or hate her
. Margo often has a thick wall that surrounds her, she tends to remain quiet and reserved, speaking only when spoken to. However its when those around her learn shes a He, his cool and cold facade is discarded and the snarky, sarcastic and grumpy side of him is revealed. He tends to open up quite quickly, trying to lighten up the mood no matter how bleak the situation. This comes to be a great flaw however for he clings onto humor and sarcasm to avoid facing traumatic or important situations he doesn't want to face, it takes some scolding and a knock in the head to snap him out of it and get him to become serious and present again.
Margo keeps his friend's close, depending on them and growing attached quickly, putting himself on the line without a doubt like some sort of mad dog. His desperation to serve and protect those he holds dear stems from some sort of self loathing constitution, perhaps its the nicks in his brain or the hits to the head when he was a boy but he can hardly see straight when a friend is in harms way, like a frenzied shark he goes in for the kill.
Due to his rather off putting appearance he expects those around him to not take him seriously off the bat, in fact when it comes to his cross dressing he tries not to mention it, playing it off as if its the most natural thing in the world, he has a stubborn refusal to explain himself especially to fellow men.
Another trait people tend to notice is his vain nature, his looks are one of his first priorities, something he struggles to overcome, hes obsessed with looking good, with looking the ideal way a woman should look in his own imagination. Though his fascination with women is overbearing he finds himself feeling inferior to them, creating a tormented cycle of "Do I want to be with her? or do I want
to be her?". He tries to casts away his complexes when at work however when there free time to think there the storm of conflict and confusion come swirling in his brain. Off duty is when his persona truly shines, hes always daydreaming and fantasizing about a peaceful future a future where he can finally fully focus on his own path and identity. Margo tends to try to stay with his friends as long as possible, begging to stay over and be in their presence as long as possible, spoiling them as much as he can afford.
Role
Investigatory Combat unit
Equipment
Two compact, fold-able, target locking pistols, made lightweight and clear for easier access, hiding and handling. It shoots multiple bullets in one pull of trigger but with the downfall if being a quick bullet eater. It a favorite for margo due to how easily He can nab his target but in terms of its technological practicality its on the more "ancient" side.
Wireless communication earpiece, makes a seamless injection into the skin right before the ear, comes in as a nude small pin like contraption that makes communication as subtle as possible.
Previous Employment
Bus Boy then to Bartender at 'Glamazon Gala' a less than professional and regulated Drag/Gay bar in the more run down/ nearly abandoned parts of the city.(2029-2030)
Biography
Ever since the surge of technological advancements that had been kickstarted in the mid 2000's, a small community of fear ridden and desperate people rallied with one another to ceate a traditionalist community,afraid of leaving behind the life of 'traditional Japan'. These people lived in the outskirts of the city of Tokyo avoiding upgrades and any sort of technological gadgets that goes past the inventions they already had such as, flip phones, simple manual washing machines and stoves that run on gas. The Hara family had flourished within the community, going a decade strong of repairing and reworking 'old' technology to appease the traditionalists. This security however was ripped away from the Hara household as well as the Traditionalists as Korean and Japanese relations grew worse. The nukes devastated the city and the fallout and leftover destruction had nearly wiped out the community, their lack of updated construction, equipment and protection had been their downfall. The Haras were no exception for their home and small makeshift factory had been buried along with nearly the entire family. The Lone survivor a 20 year old Kimiko Hara had lived due to being stowed away in the basement last minute. after climbing away from the debris the traumatized girl was left in tatters, no money, no family and the gripping fear of the unknown world of Modern Tokyo in which seems centuries ahead of what shes always known. She stayed in the slums, taking on several manual laborious jobs, and even 'Hosted' for veterans and wanderers whom pass by the dirty and ugly side of the outskirts of Tokyo. Kimiko had so many men, soldiers, and foreigners that when she'd fallen pregnant she could'nt tell if she had a fully Japanese baby or not. Deathly afraid of the technology of Tokyo she had a home birth, Bringing Lee Hara into the world. She attempted to raise the boy without hosting again, trying to clean her act up and live a decent but poor lifestyle. However the comfort of a man and the compensation of easy money had been all she'd known ever since the destruction of her family's legacy. Lee watched his mother every night apply makeup, do her hair and put on the prettiest mid century dresses before going off into the night, remembering the chuckled hushed claim his mother once whispered to him when lee had begged her to get a job where she can stay with him at night. She replied "Mama doesn't know how to do what a modern person does, I don't know How to get a proper job and I'm not smart...but even if the world never ceases to change and adapt, one thing never changes in the world, and that is, a beautiful woman can always make a living". Lee and his mother a distant relationship, eventually seeing each other more like roommates than mother and child. Once lee finished all the raggity textbooks his mother would shove his way He left home at 16 and scurried off into the city. Running off with shady kids and rapidly exploring this new dangerous city. The lights, the artificial intelligence and the Cyber explosion of what was Tokyo completely blew his mind. He did freelance work, some shoplifting and swindling as he slowly learned the ropes of the modern world, trying to absorb all the information and conveniences he could all while battling the ingrained fear of the unknown and new. While venturing off into the more alternative parts of the city he came across drag bars and shows, furthering his fascination with femininity he began to cross dress and Margo was born. The Gay scene and sexually ambiguous had expanded in Japan at the time though in restricted moderation for a common attitude for the common fold is 'don't ask don't tell'. Within the few years of living in the modern world he researched the horrible stories that his mother told him off wondering what were the "Bright big bombs that wiped away our family" and the nature of the "Bloodthirsty Korean scum". After being overwhelmed with one of biggest history lessons of his life, his need to avenge his family and to give honor to his poor disillusioned mother whoms' life was completely ruined and in turn ruined his childhood. For the first time he had a sense of purpose and with his new found determination he applied for training for the rumored and revered NSF. His lack of experience and formal education had nearly got him rejected off the bat until he demonstrated his stealth and transformation skills when in the demonstration phase of his application. It was handy that a man could easily pass as a woman especially when that said man needs to go undercover. He was given a chance and was put into some hard training soon after they granted him proper citizenship and identification for him when he was properly admitted as a member. And yes he did throw a huge fit at the mention of an appropriate haircut.
Affilations
Mother: kimiko Hara
Father: Currently Unidentified
Mentor: Kento Izimaka (alias: "Mama Glam")
Relationships
No lasting relationships with Neither Men or Women. Closest to the owner of the 'Glamazon Gala' Mama Glam took lee under his wing through out the few years that Margo had worked in the bar. The two haven't kept in touch since Margo left for the NSF, Leaving Margo with a nearly clean slate.
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