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Jun. 30th, 2037 08:40 pm![]() ☄ Player ♚ NAME: Rhys ♚ PREFERRED CONTACT: PM. ♚ TAGGING TIMES/PACE: I'm in PST. I prefer to boomerang when possible. ☄ First Impressions ♚ VISUAL: Gene is 5'9 and could use a good meal. Dark hair, dark brown eyes. Pale skin that gets ruddy in the cold. Gene is very self-contained within his own space and tends not to project beyond it, but he also has a sense of being very solid and grounded to the earth. He has a sort of grace to the way he moves that speaks to long years of dancing. It was the 30s, okay? ♚ FASHION: Usually, he wears his paratrooper jump pants, polished brown corcoran boots and a wool sweater, and his dog tags are beneath the sweater. In dire situations, he'll be wearing his full kit with his medic's band on the arm of his jacket. It has a fair amount of insignia, those versed in history will recognize it as belonging to the 82nd Airborne, the All-Americans. ♚ DEMEANOUR: Gene projects calm and warmth with an easy, affable good-humour. He is very self-assured and moves like a man that knows the limits of his body. ♚ SOUND: Gene has an Alabama accent that kicks like a goddamned mule. There's a lack of education that's evident in the way he talks — his grammar is often suspect and he drops off the end of words like they're going out of style. His voice is calm and even, he almost never raises it. ♚ SCENT: Gene smells like carbolic soap, Chesterfield cigarettes and his aftershave is something that is dense and woody, replete with spices and with intensive leather notes. ♚ MENTAL INFORMATION: Gene's mental state is nearly always calm and peaceable. He has no mental defenses to speak of against telepathy and the like, and his mind would be an open book for any such character. It would be a well-ordered and pleasant place, with just a touch of melancholy and an atmosphere not unlike a church. ♚ PHYSICAL INFORMATION: Gene has a number of scars on his person of varying ages. The older ones are from being a rough, outdoorsy boy and the newer ones are from being in the war. He has several shrapnel scars, a nasty burn scar across his right shoulderblade, knicks of all sort across his knuckles. ♚ MAGICAL INFORMATION: Gene can see ghosts, which probably counts. He can interact with them regardless of their native tongue. ♚ IC TRIGGERS: None to speak of. Gene takes things as they come. OOCly, I'm fine with anything. ☄ OOC ♚ BACKTAGGING: I prefer not to backtag a thread longer than a month (ideally not longer than ~2 weeks). ♚ FOURTHWALLING: Probably not relevant to him, ask if you're curious. ♚ ACTION/PROSE: I am all about the actionspam. I can do prose, but it's not as engaging to me. ♚ PHYSICAL AFFECTION: Gene is very remote from others physically and extremely private besides, but he is affectionate with those he's become close to. Expect much in the way of ruffling hair and playful arms around the shoulders/etc. ♚ PHYSICAL VIOLENCE: Despite being a war veteran, violence is not a significant part of Gene's life. It isn't something he reaches for as a first resort or even a tenth one. He's got an average right hook, but besides a few boxing matches in his youth he has no formal training of any sort and would probably get stomped into the dirt by anyone with any sort of experience at all. He would prefer to avoid fighting and would take steps to that end if necessary. ♚ RELATIONSHIPS: I'm super into ships provided they happen organically and make sense for both characters! But just so you're forewarned, Gene falls under the gray asexual category. He isn't sex-repulsed but he doesn't experience desire in that particular way. As there was no term for it in his time he really lacks the education to describe what it is he feels. That said, he is more than willing to be physically intimate with his partners as long as they're okay with that. Gene is hardcore biromantic and isn't doesn't really suffer from any sense of shame about it, he can and does love both men and women. Love is easy for him and he holds it in his heart forever even if a relationship does not linger or last. ♚ SMUT PREFS: With chemistry, sure. c: |






