<div class="floatright">(http://i1066.photobucket.com/albums/u410/Limeyreptile/Marcus-1.png?t=1351026822)</div>Name: Marcus 'Marco' Carmac.<br/><br/>Location: Douglasberg Casino, Type-it-right Maze<br/><br/>Tagging: Draven, Misty, Elly<br/><br/>Current Pokémon: Aerodactyl, Topaz (Larvitar)<br/><br/>---------------------<br/><br/>Marco could only smile as he watched the exchange between both the ladies in the very short space before the battle. Be it the calmly-amused,verging-on-arrogance demeanor of the veteran Misty, or the over-confident-ever-so-slightly-insulting demeanor of Elly. Both provided a sort of contrasting mirth which Marcus found silently delightful.<br/><br/>Yet the mask of Determination was worn with a sense of serenity. Marcus' single minded determination had set it's sights on this battle and on beating Kanto's gym leaders. He had a pride in his stomach that burned so strongly; be it his personal pride, or the pride of his former mentor, or even the newly forming pride in his position. He had much pride to defend. Marcus' only hope was that pride did not cause him to become over-prideful.<br/><br/>The announcement of the competition: 'Type it right', had Marcus feeling confident. The battle had a lot of suitable factors that worked in his favor. The main one was Aerodactyl's versatile move-pool. He had access to a lot of types that people wouldn't expect. Then their was the fact that Marco was no intellectual slouch: certainly not his mother's equal, but his mind was not blunt, by any means.<br/><br/>Marcus dropped the Aerodactyl's pokeball on the pedestal, ready for the upcoming test of wit. The only major advantage he could see was that Aerodactyl's movement would be slightly limited. He had enough room to move his wings and glide, but turning would be hard. He had to make sure he made no mistakes...<br/><br/>"Good luck."