Isn't he a hottie? He thinks so, too. His good looks, cajun charm and street smarts almost make up for his narcissism and shallowness. He's probably the guy you want to date once--and frankly, that suits him jes' fine, himself. Just like his gold tooth shining from among his perfect pearly whites, he's aware of his character flaw and knows how to work it. Like he says, he's got signature style.
Marcel wins Zombie Death Extreme-Bayou, but rather than putting his million into an extermination business, he puts it into producing and marketing a self-help video, You CAN Survive the Zombie Apocalypse! Of course, he says he was inspired by one of the episodes of Neeta's season of ZDE, but how can you turn down the chance to do good and get rich without having to deal with the undead except perhaps in simulation?
Marcel grew up in the back streets of the French Quarter. Papa was an alcoholic; Mama dabbled in the "arts." The streets raised him, and he raised Cain--actually, Kane, his little brother. Little brother, however, grew up like Papa until the day he disappeared and came back two weeks later as the shambling undead. That was Marcel's first re-kill, at the tender age of twenty. (When he says it, the girls sigh, honest.) The good thing about it was Pa sobered up, but it was too little, too late as far as Marcel was concerned. He knew who he could depend on: his own dam' self. He was going to make the world his oyster, swallow that down, and find a new world to make his.
Now, he's in the new world of celebrities, thanks to ZDE, and he's got his goals. Top of the list is wooing a certain Anaheim exterminator away from her goofy boyfriend.
I got this photo from sxc.hu. It was taken by stylesr1.
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