little details meme

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Icons and written text don't always give a clear impression of a character. That's what this meme is for! Describe what your character is like in person. What is their body type? Do they have any distinctive markings? Do they have an accent or unique kind of voice? Any interesting type of body language? This is especially great for any things that have changed since their arrival, particularly with the sort of alterations that have happened over the timeskip! Basically, share anything that you feel other characters would notice about yours if they ran into them in the street. order of operations i. fill out this textarea: <table><tr><td style="width: 300px; padding: 10px;"><img src="CHARACTERIMAGE" style="width: 300px; border-radius: 25px;"></td> <td style="padding: 15px 10px; vertical-align: top;"><span style="color: #66aacc; font: 25px palatino;">Character Name</span> <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Height;</span> exact measurements or a guestimate! <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Weight;</span> see above! <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Visual;</span> describe what your character looks like. if they're lanky or beefy, have distinguishing marks (scars, abundant freckles, etc). include differences from canon! <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Fashion;</span> what do they put on before leaving the house? are they a sloppy dresser? meticulous? prone to wearing jewelry or cosmetics? bright or muted tones? are their clothes costly? <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Demeanour;</span> how do they carry themselves? what's their posture? do they have any particular physical tics? how do they walk and stand? this is for anything that would fit under 'how [character] moves'! <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Aural;</span> do they stutter or stammer? do they whistle while they work? what's their accent? how deep or high is their voice? do they sound 'educated' or 'blue collar'? speak slowly or quickly? <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Olfactory;</span> perhaps only for the cr that gets reaaally close to your character on the street. how do they smell? do they wear any perfumes, any deodorants? does their work leave scent traces with them? <span style="color: #66aacc; font: 14px palatino;">Etc;</span> anything else! links to vids and gifs, or general miscellanea. Anything magically or psychically noteworthy could be put here if you like!</td></tr></table> ii. Comment to this post! Also, feel free to fiddle with the colour of the comments subject headings. Colour code your character! iii. Read the comments of others. iv. Get clarifications! Talk about how this affects your cr! Compare cool scars and recommend tailors to one another!

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did someone say cool scars

[brainiest]

Hermione Granger Height; 5'5" Weight; ??? Visual; Short, pale skinned with large, bushy brown hair! Her hair is a little thinner than it used to be, thanks to her regrowing it from the Jabberwhelp rot, but it's getting back to that oh so familiar insanity very quickly. She also has a very fashionable scar, thanks to our dear friend Alyosha! Fashion; Hermione wears a lot of clothes from her world, handily packed in her beaded bag before she got to Eachdraidh! I have a whole list of things in her inventory, but it's mostly jeans, comfortable shirts and cardigans/jumpers to keep her warm. For battle, she has a set of armour that was given to her by the faeries and she also has a cloak she wears, a gift from the monarchs at Christmas! For formal occasions she might slip into something a little more dressy (see: an actual dress) but that's not something that happens very often right now. When it comes to dresses, though, she likes things that are very conservative and a little more on the feminine side, something she doesn't get to show off very often. Demeanour; She's usually relaxed, with her hands behind her back or reaching out to touch someone, standing tall and not tending to back down to anyone, save someone she respects or might be afraid of. When she's angry or frustrated she has a tendency to cross her arms and lean forward or, if she's really very angry, put her hands on her hips and glower. As a rule, though, she tends to be quite relaxed and open, friendly to as many people as she can be. There aren't too many people that are often on the recieving end of one of her rather frightening glares. Aural; Think British. She sometimes sounds a little uppity or stubborn, but generally in Eachdraidh her voice is a bit sofer and gentler. When she's excited she can speak a little faster, which is the same for when she's angry! She also has a habit of empasising words during sentences and she's very clearly enunciated. When she's being sarcastic or particularly sassy she also has a bit of a habit of spitting her words - and while she doesn't swear often she has got a bit of a habit of throwing the word "arse" around when she's particularly angry. Olfactory; She smells like Lavender and herbs, mostly thanks to her Potions work! She doesn't wear any perfume or the like, so she doesn't have a particular scent; just that of a typical girl that bathes regularly and spends a lot of time in a lab! Etc;

I was totally thinking of Hermione's scar

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YES SHE'S SHORTER THAN HIM HAH (this is important to him)

She's so lucky her lab work makes her smell mostly delightful.

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Dorian Gray Height; 5'8" probably Weight; Lean Visual; Lord Henry looked at him. Yes, he was certainly wonderfully handsome, with his finely curved scarlet lips, his frank blue eyes, his crisp gold hair. There was something in his face that made one trust him at once. All the candour of youth was there, as well as all youth's passionate purity. One felt that he had kept himself unspotted from the world. No wonder Basil Hallward worshipped him. So Oscar said he was blond, but that's a lie. Otherwise, Wilde was pretty much telling the truth. Nice eyes, pretty lips, roses of youth on cheeks, etc. His hands are delicate pianist's hands that do not seem capable of snapping necks or throttling lovers, his hair is of dark, thick brown curls that bounce with youthful energy, and so on. Basically, he is drop dead gorgeous, if you go for pretty, androgynous youths. This will remain constant across the canon update, obviously. I like this for the antihero vibe, while I really like this gif as a demonstration of how young he can look. As of IC 2701's Yule, Dorian will have this red marking on the back of his right hand. Fashion; He is an absolutely meticulous dresser. I made a wardrobe page! It is historically inaccurate but it gives a good idea. Dorian likes brocade and embroidery, bright contrasts, intricate and ornate work. He enjoys gold, silver, and a variety of colours, and his tastes will vary from more delicate and laced work in white and blue to heavy but still excessively elegant jackets of gold and black. His clothes are clearly very expensive: a fair portion of his income goes to his wardrobe. Further, he wears assorted rings, all very glam, several with gemstones containing spare magical power or protective/tracking spells, and a pretty earcuff. Demeanour; Until late February 2702: Proper, constrained, varying from shy to self-possessed but a little rigid. He never seems to be fully comfortable in his skin except for when he loses himself to the moment, whether in passion for art or excitement over something fascinating, but when it comes to matters of proper etiquette, he moves smoothly from action to action as one trained for the dance. His posture is excellent, but he succumbs to nervous habits: covering his face with his hand, ducking his head, twisting his fingers. The longer he has stayed here, the better he has been at overcoming himself and staying confident and self-possessed most of the time, but he still isn't used to himself. After late February 2702: A very self-satisfied big cat, pleased to devour anything that catches his eye. Dorian Gray is a man who is used to having full possession of everything he wants; privilege is as natural to him as his famous youth. In the angle of his shoulders and the lift of his neck, the smooth flow of his movements, that unthinking privilege declares itself. He claims ownership of everything that he wants: the space around him, pretty objects, people who catch his attention. When he moves, he acts like it all belongs to him. Completely. Without question. His posture is just fine, and when he sprawls or lounges, it is a princely claim of owning the area around him, a casual disregard for propriety that comes only from being absolutely assured that his station is unassailable. He has the self-assured confidence of presence that comes from being a top-ranking predator with nothing to fear and no one to compete with. He can dismiss something boring from his world with the turn of an eye. Aural; The major marker of Dorian's characterization. Until Feb 2702 to after Feb 2702 is a major change. Voice clip index! In his youth, and in his more youthful moods, his voice is sweet and pure, like the light and lyrical notes of woodwind instruments, clear as a flute. His laugh is particularly pleasant and bell-like. As he gets older, more distortion enters his voice. It gains more exhaustion, sinks lower, finds more harshness. If he sounded like a flute as a youth, the contrast with his adult voice provides a sense of the synthezised warp of an electrohouse drop. He's just tired, now, far more so, and it shows. Over the years, his voice has slipped from Victorian syntax and multisyllable, proper language in a pure Oxbridge accent to something much more relaxed and staccato. Anyone who has heard Dorian at his most cruel and self-satisfied will have heard something like this, but it is rare. Every nuance of emotion and mood is audible in the slightest inflections of his voice. Olfactory; Dorian smells sweet and pleasant, much of the time: roses, honey, a touch of lemon, probably something of the various jams this place keeps giving him. Time here has left a hint of the outdoors on him, but it is all washed over with a fresh scent of mist from his mount, occasionally tempered by sea salt if after a battle. At the very edge of sensation, so light it may not be there, the painting can be sensed: canvas, oil paint, the metals that compose the finest colours. Etc; For those who can sense souls, Dorian feels like an empty space. There is nothing there. He produces no magic in and of himself, except through the shard, and all magic he uses is actually energy drawn from the painting and channelled through himself.

[dragonring]

omfg those clothes SPEAKING OF POMPOUS

[liven]

Shijima Kurookano Height; 4'6". She's a tiny thing. Weight; 66 pounds canonically...she's really small. Visual; Shijima is a skinny bony girl whose hair is always a complete disaster. There aren't any scars to be seen. Even if you see her with any - as you might after a severe injury - it will go away within a few days, sorry. She's very, very pale and doesn't seem to burn or tan at all, which is a Thing. The weirdest she'll look is when she's losing her grip on her shapeshift when tired or injured, which hasn't happened too much in game as of yet. She tends to just drop it completely. Fashion; Literally the sloppiest dresser known to mankind, her brother-ally used to pick out all her clothes pretty much and/or she would just borrow whatever was on hand from her host family...she tends to wear whatever comes her way until it wears out and doesn't really are about fashion and/or how she looks. She's mildly annoyed when she gets her things bloody or torn but only because it means she needs new things by human standards. Honestly the only way she will ever look mostly presentable is if someone tells her what to wear and picks things for her...it's worth noting that she hates shoes. She'll wear them since humans are supposed to, but if she ever comes across an opportunity where she doesn't have to, she'll ditch them. It's also probably worth noting she doesn't bother to dress for the weather/whatever she's doing, normally. She just kind of deals. Shijima does tend to prefer dresses or jumpers just because that's what she tended to get handed by Kouichi, but honestly she doesn't care that much. Demeanour; She tends to hunch forward a lot and doesn't exactly move like a human a lot of the time, though she can fake it sometimes. It's sort of the way a cat walks when stalking something translated into human motion; Shijima is very graceful, but it's in a strange inhuman manner. She's got excellent balance but is lazy about things like how she carries herself. She's very casual and often leans against walls and things - and more often than not she tries to get up high. Walls, trees, the backs of chairs, up in the rafters - Shijima tends to gravitate to that sort of thing, whenever she can. Aural; She tends to have a very even and occasionally dry tone, as well as a lower-end girl's voice which you can hear here if you like! Shijima never stutters, though she tends to be either super circuitous or super blunt in how she words things. There is almost no in-between. She doesn't really hum or have many verbal tics, though she's prone to things like "tch" and clicking her tongue if she's disapproving. Olfactory; Undoubtedly to really good noses Shijima would smell like the cat she is. Otherwise, she smells mostly clean in a sort of animal-natural way. She does make an effort to wash and such, even if she gives zero fucks about what she wears. She'll never bother with perfume and so would only ever smell of soap outside of natural scents. Etc; Shijima isn't super emotive expression wise and tends to look bored, netural, amused, or murderous. Smug asshole is also an option, but she just isn't really the most expressive person in the world.

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Wow, she is even tinier than I realized.

If they become friends post-canon update, you better be ready for Dorian to make a fashion intervention.

[digophelia]

Alice Liddell Height;4'9" Weight; Underweight (I really don't know, but she's thin) Visual; Very small and slender, Alice is also fairly pale to boot. She's likely been mistaken for being younger, too, and that wouldn't be surprising. Dark, dark brown hair and very bright green eyes. Her hair has grown some in Drabwurld. The years in Rutledge are the reason why she's so small and pale, she suffered from pretty bad malnutrition. Fashion; Alice's attire is similar to that of classic lolita; she wears dresses above the knee, so that she can move in during warmer times. When she's out on a quest, she wears the equivalent of a riding dress. Alice's style tends to be a little on the childish side, in Victorian standards. She has never worn pants! Demeanour; She's blunt and honest, Alice isn't afraid to speak her mind. She's also very hyper-vigilant, so whenever she's in a group or in an unfamiliar space, Alice is always making sure she can see everyone. She does not like anyone standing behind her and has a huge personal bubble. Of course, Unseelie!lot is a huge exception to this, but even then, she's pretty restrained. She could easily be seen as abrasive by others and she's pretty expressive. If Alice doesn't like something, she'll say it. Other than her being sarcastic and pretty cynical, she can be pretty friendly when she wants to be. Aural; She's English, so she's got an English accent. Despite living in Whitechapel, London, Alice is very articulate and formal... very formal. She is so used to calling others by "miss" or "mister", she gets a little weirded out when people tell her not to. She's not the atypical Victorian, meaning that, she doesn't really seem passive like other women in her time. Olfactory; I don't know, maybe rose water? Etc; There's no official height and weight on her; I went and dug up heights based on what women were measured to be at that time and put her down a few inches. So, yes, she's small, but women in her time were also small.

[fliesbynight]

Lemina Ausa Height; 5'2" Weight; 104 lbs Visual; Here you go plus pajamas! Also these super cute sprites! As you can see she's a pretty plain jane when it comes down to it, although she's described in canon as being quite beautiful if she'd just try. Fashion; She wears a lot of cloaks mostly. Despite having access to better things she wears plain black dresses usually too. She figures the resources of the Unseelie can go to better things than dressing her up. She always wears her signature ribbons in her hair and tied around her waist. Demeanour; Lemina has perfect posture thank you very much. She carries herself confidently and with purpose, because she always has one. That said she's known to slump when rejected or turned away. She also can move very fast when she's on the hunt for a new recruit but usually the short of it is she has a bolder posture than what her appearance gives off! She can be very animated though about the Guild and is prone to some dramatics about it. Aural; Lemina's intro in the game and Her singing in Japanese! That said she's a very enthusiastic person who speaks in a higher voice usually and gets too excited and talks faster. Think of a really happy salesman. But that aside when she's in a regular conversation her voice has a smooth rhythm and her teaching is usually spoken quite clearly. Also she doesn't swear really. She thinks of herself as a lady. Olfactory; She smells very plain because she doesn't wear perfume. You're most likely to smell books on her just from how often she reads with the occasional scent of smoke because of her regular use of fire. Etc; Magically noteworthy! She is an incredibly skilled magician, in the novels easily picking up spells that a goddess figure teaches her and is one of if not the most skilled magician in her world at the moment so yeah she has a lot of power. RECENTLY she learned a spell from Lucifer that gives her a little darker of a vibe than she used to have so. Have fun with that! Also when she casts magic glyphs often appear like the one in the icon above.

[babbylon]

Gilgamesh Height; Nearly six feet tall. Hair definitely adds a few inches. Weight; Canon says 150 pounds, but that's without any armor. Visual; Striking to say the least. He's since lost his ancient Sumerian tan due to bumming around Kirei's basement the house all day, and now best described as a pale, muscular man with golden hair and hypnotic red eyes. Seriously, take a look. In Eachdraidh, he's grown his hair out a little and has a long, nasty scar running the length of his left shoulder, courtesy of Excalibur. When he releases his full strength, glowing lines of power appear on his body. Fashion; Gilgamesh's fashion sense is notoriously bad. While he thinks himself quite the Original Hipster, in truth he's completely flamboyant and completely ridiculous in nearly everything he wears, his most notable piece being his golden suit of armor. In Eachdraidh, he favors his original Sumerian gear for hunting and adventuring. Gilgamesh is a warrior, and also carries an unlimited supply of weapons with him (or used to, thanks Eachbama). Currently, his favored armaments are Ea, Sword of Rupture, and Enki, Sword of the End. Demeanour; It's Gilgamesh! He carries himself with what just might be the cockiest aura of all time. Due to his status as King of Heroes, he thinks he's better than everyone else, because technically on his home turf, he really is. He was the first, the best, the finest, and certainly better than you by a long shot. He always walks with uprightness, speaks with complete confidence, and is usually the loudest and proudest person in the room. In terms of gait, he's sleek and suave (like water if it grew legs), but can hustle when needed. Aural; MOOOOONGRELS! Gilgamesh has no business stuttering at all. Every word that comes out of his mouth booms, thunders, and pretty much every other word for fills the entire goddamn space. He's voiced by Tomozaku Seki, and and here's a clip of him fighting an armored knight in a F-16 on a magical Indian airship because I said so. If you really want to hear him in all his glory. Olfactory; Gilgamesh bathes excessively (at least three times a day) and so "smells like a rose" isn't too far from the truth. If by chance you ever catch him early in the morning, though, he's got a musky, sandy sort of scent. Like wet sand. ...because he's a desert King and he's all washed up here, get it? ONE DOES NOT SIMPLY "ET CETERA" THE KING. [BABYLONING INTENSIFIES]

[oathshackledbird]

Three times a day, dude? Really? Save some water for the rest of us... :-P

[parallels]

Clara Oswald Height; 5'1" Weight; Average for her height??? Visual; Short. Very short. Cracks about her height are encouraged. She's also rather round in the face and has some nice curves going on. Her eyes are immensely huge and take over her face when she's upset. Her hair has also now grown long and falls in waves and slight curls down her back. She's also grown out a fringe. Currently, she has a scar/discoloration on the left side of her face from the jabberwhelp claws and rot. Her left eye also looks a little filmy and dully. Fashion; Clara is often dressed in cute little frocks that emphasize her waist and have peterpan or normal collars. She's also recently been wearing more black jeans, with either a basic sweater or button up over them. She's pretty much always in some kind of heeled shoe. Demeanour; Clara carries herself up very upright and walks strong pace. She often will cross her arms in front of her chest and put her weight on one foot as she listens to other people. She's also extremely expressive and often raises her eyebrows and makes exaggerated expressions. Aural; She has a clear Lancashire accent. Her tone is often lilting as she likes to tease or comes across as more sardonic. She often speaks in short sentences and talks to herself often. She also speaks ridiculously, comically fast, especially when she's angry or excited. Olfactory; Hmmm. I imagine that she smells sort of natural. Like a definite scent but nothing too strong. Etc;

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She does have the hugest eyes. But ooouch about that jabberrot effect. I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT HER SPEECH THOUGH that's so cute

now with less html fail

[notyetlegend]

Merida Height; 5'7"ish Weight; roughly 140 poundsish? all these ishes man Visual; shorter hair as of Feb 2,701, about chin length. scar on her shoulder as of June 2,701, left cheek as of July 2,701, bear claw marks on her upper right arm due to canon update. rounder face due to age, big ears according to canon extras. upper arm and thigh muscles from years archery and horseback, toned stomach, small in the bust big in the butt. blue eyes. bow and sword callouses on her hands. Fashion; Merida prefers loose clothing, and even though she rips the games dress her mum puts her in in canon, she likes dresses. I have a pin board here with some examples of what her basic aesthetic is, and most of what else she wears such as cloaks. Leggins and stockings and boots cover the lower half of her body. About the only jewelry she wears is Lancer's earrings. Demeanour; Like her clothing, Merida's very loose in the way she carries herself. Her hands focus themselves on her hips or her arms cross over her chest - one hip will almost always be cocked. When walking her arms will swing themselves at her sides; her arms are her biggest gesturing tool and I try to convey this but sometimes it's hard. She's very much body language. Aural; interview with her voice actress | singing voice. As for educated...well, it depends on how well educated you'd expect a Scottish princess from the 9th century to be. She's quite vocal, loud but she can be quiet and thoughtful. Olfactory; for a Scotswoman of the 9th century, Merida bathes fairly regularly, once every couple of days or something. Nothing fancy or anything. But sometimes, sometimes she'll smell of horse shit if she's been mucking out Angus' stall or like dog if she's been playing around with the pups. She has a very earthy scent to her otherwise. Etc;

[detoxifying]

Dog is the best thing to smell like /brofist

[detoxifying]

Cullen Rutherford Height; Somewhere around 6"0 Weight; Muscular Visual; Blond hair, which is naturally VERY curly but damned if anyone will know it due to an extensive morning routine a secret ritual that only he knows. He has a scar on his lip, which is pretty noticeable. He's also relatively well-built, due to a lifetime in military training. At some point either during the timeskip or right after it, he's going to get a very interesting mark on his left hand. Fashion; Fur and armour. Lots and lots of fur and armour. In Ferelden, most fashion tends to come out of practicality, and Cullen is pretty much no exception. On the rare occasions that he does dress more casually, it will generally be a simple tunic and breeches. In addition, he is RARELY found without his sword and shield. Demeanour; Cullen carries himself with excellent posture, fitting any long-term military man. When he's with closer friends, his general demeanour will relax a little, but he has a habit of being overly formal even then. When he's standing idle he usually rests his hands on his sword because constant vigilance and all that jazz. Aural; British since he's from fictional medieval England. Direct and to the point in meetings, and somewhat contemplative when he meets no people. He has a tendency to stammer if someone flusters him (usually if they flirt with him or compliment him). Overall, his manner of speech is relatively formal and polite, thanks again to his church-funded education. Olfactory; Wet dog. Cullen likes to keep clean for the most part. As a young man, hygiene was instilled in him, though he isn't once for fancy scents. Thus, he mostly just smells like soap. There might also be the slightest hint of a certain mineral, but that smell would be somewhat more difficult to place. Etc;

[dragonring]

David "Dave" Stutler Height; Around 6". That's right, motherfuckers, look up at him. Weight; He's thin! Around 143 lbs (65 kg). Visual; Super lanky! He probably has some marks on his hands because of all the science projects. Brown eyes, dark brown hair. Fashion; Dave likes layers! He's ok with colors but nothing too bright or crazy mixes. He's not meticulous but I wouldn't call him sloppy either? Ok maybe a bit sloppy. He definitely doesn't care that much about clothes as long as it's decent enough to go out. Since he's post-canon, there are two things that never change: the old man shoes and the dragon ring. Here in ED, welp. He's wearing local clothes now but he keeps the old man shoes on (yes, shut up). Think something similar to this but without the weapon and maybe a bit more of color (I suck at googling clothes, work with me here). He likes the cloak not only because he likes layers, but it also makes him feel more... sorcery. He keeps the dragon ring, of course, but also now he wears his teleporting ring from a boon and the pin that marks him as a shield of the Cothromach. Also he'll always be followed by one of his enchanted birds, or maybe some other toy when he starts his little business. Demeanour; Awkward always describes Dave perfectly and this isn't an exception. He isn't the biggest fan of being surrounded by lots of people and he'll always look a bit lost in that situation - and by this I don't mean faceless crowds (he's from NY for fuck's sake), but more like parties, the more personal kind of meetings. HE GESTURES A LOT watch out for his hands. He'll only look confident in spaces where he feels comfortable at, like the library and his lab, though even then the right (or more like wrong) person can send that to hell easily. Otherwise, Dave tries to lay low, be part of the background, and don't call too much attention. Sarcasm and dry humor are a common thing, especially if he's not amused by the current situation, and he's an AWFUL liar. Wears his heart in his sleeve, really. Aural; AHAHAHA HE'S JAY BARUCHEL COME ON Super nasally voice worth of pointing out in threads, never be afraid of bringing that up (and if your character has met Hiccup, they can make an observation about that, too). 100% canadian American accent, lots of "no way!" and "sweet!". The awkwardness and shyness apply here too, and his voice also easily shows his emotions. Olfactory; At home, he smelt like a very basic and cheap deodorant, plus his dog, and whatever project he was working on. Here on ED, mmh... yeah I gotta say, depends on what he's been doing. Mostly he'll smell like a workshop (and dog again if he visited Lady that day, or coffee if he's been at the Barrel). ...can you smell like books? Etc; "Dave is his own worst enemy, the architect of his own misery."

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It's super cute he dresses to be sorcerery.

I always love the faces and gestures he makes, they're so dorky and great.

[selfimage]

Loki Height; 6'2-ish, I'm being generous. Tall for people, small for an Asgardian. Weight; 450 lbs-ish. He's Asgardian, so his density is around 3x that of any normal person. It makes him heavy, and it also gives him a "presence" that sort of bends the reality around him. He's heavy, thick and durable. Visual; Loki's fairly slim and cat-like, especially in comparison to some of the larger Asgardians (COUGHS THOR COUGHS). He's longer-legged and smaller shouldered, and tends to look more elegant. (tbh we're all sad he missed his lanky pre-teen phase). He has the kind of face that makes him look like he's always up to something. Think sinister David Bowie. He's pretty pale, dark-haired and has very inhumanly green eyes. He's been mistaken for Harry Styles, if anyone's wondering when Loki went boyband. He has a very shaggy, pretty basic hair cut, but it can be styled a few different ways. Fun fact, he's also a lefty. He's also a shapeshifter, which means that he can also shift into a woman. She's the same body type: small-shouldered, a little lanky, and elegant. Fashion; Green. So much green. He goes pseudo-pirate. calling-card golden horns, green fuzzy-collared jacket with useless buckles, and tailored green armor that resembles snake scales. The full specs are below, thanks to JMK who loves cosplayers so much that he made sure to give us every view of Loki's costume. His nails are always painted black, and he's rather good at giving himself some pretty awesome manicures (as I'm sure he has flawless cuticles as well). Also he's a hipster. Demeanour; Loki is incredibly expressive to the point of almost being theatric (see this image). He hardly has any drawbacks when it comes to his confidence in social situations, and puts off an aura that might even be mistaken for arrogance (har har har). He has good posture, confident stance, and has a very curious swagger when he walks. He uses his hands a lot, gesturing here and there and wiggling his fingers to emphasize certain words or phrases. He knows when to keep himself closed off and when to put himself dangerously at the edge of someone's personal space to illicit responses. He uses various physical gestures and techniques during conversations to either coax someone into giving him what he wants, or to turn a situation favorable. And sometimes he's just generally being an asshole to make people react. He can also get very playful and whimsy, and quite a bit flirty. Aural; Loki has a fairly normal speaking voice with a slight Norwegian accent that makes harsher sounds a little softer (and that goes for whatever language that he's speaking). When he strings together words, there's a candace involved that can borderline on the poetic (an alliteration, something that rhymes, or meter), and he'll speak to emphasize the wordplay. There's a lot of subtleties and vocal cues in the way that he speaks. He also can lie pretty flawlessly, as in there's no change to his body when he does so (usually, there are a few that will trip him up). The more emotional he gets, the more clipped he gets and the less measured. He can go between sassy, cutting, flirty and playful like no one's biz. Olfactory; He generally smells like the soap that he probably uses, the smell of the air if he's out at night. Mead or coffee if he's frequented a cafe or a bar. In short? Bacon and freedom. Etc;

[enthraller]

here for all these cute loki caps

[metalica]

Erik Lehnsherr Height; Around 6'0" Weight; No idea, but he is rather thin and a bit lithe for his height. Visual; Erik has very defined features; his jaw is sharp, his face is a little thin and rectangular and he tends to keep himself well groomed and cared for - even during his ten year stay in prison he seemed so somehow manage to keep freshly shaved, so that says a lot about his grooming habits. He's quite tall with broad shoulders and a rather thin waist, large hands and dark brown hair. All of this comes tied in with the fact that he looks quite stern and intimidating, careless with regards to how 'dark' he presents himself. He also has a series of numbers tattooed on his forearm due to the fact that he was a prisoner of Auschwitz. Fashion; Considering the fact that he spent a lot of his time travelling around hunting Nazis, Erik is often particularly well dressed. He wears fine, tailored suits, form fitting and obviously made to fit, turtlenecks in dark colours and form fitting trousers and shirts - and a super cool leather jacket that he didn't get to bring to Eachdraidh. Unfortunately, that seems to be where Erik's fashion sense ends - his armour when he becomes 'Magneto' is a hideous maroon/purple monstrosity with a terribly offensive helmet, which doesn't improve much in the next film. In the Drabworld, thanks to his lacking options, he tends to default to a casual white shirt, cotton, probably, and either some breeches or the magenta trousers he arrived in. Demeanour; Surprisingly, given his nature, Erik can be quite casual more often than he's on guard. He usually stands around either playing with metal or with his hands in his pockets, expression neutral - or, if he's teasing or being particularly obtuse, with a raised eyebrow and a quirked lip. It doesn't take much to coerce Erik into getting angry, not really, in which case he will usually cross his arms, glare rather a lot and eventually tense up a little - hands clenched, eyes narrowed, expression tight. He's not guarded when it comes to his anger or his frustration, not in the way he is with his happiness, so it'd be rather obvious to anyone that crossed him. Aural; He has a deep voice with a slightly Germanic tint to it - it's not obvious from hearing him once or twice that he's German, considering all the time he's spent abroad, but there's definitely a hint of it there. (Thanks to Michael he does sound a little Irish sometimes oops). He can also speak German - his native tongue - French, Spanish and, probably, Russian and a bit of Italian and Polish. His voice is deep, commanding - not booming, particularly, but authoritative, even when he's teasing or actually being gentle with someone. Olfactory; He would likely smell a lot like metal, since he keeps a lot of it on himself to use as weapons and so on. Under that, though, would probably be something a bit less masculine (thanks, Morgana) and the simple scent of clean clothes and cotton, fabric. He doesn't really smell like anything in particular other than iron and a bit of steel. Etc; everyone needs to watch this video

[dragonring]

ok geographical fail of the scene aside, I gotta say Erik's Spanish was good. ;)b

Kᴀᴛsᴀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Mɪᴅᴅʟᴜɴs | Gʀᴀᴄᴇʟɪɴɢ Rᴇᴀʟᴍ

[survivra]

Lady Katsa of the Middluns Height; 5'8" Weight; 142lb Visual; Katsa's most defining characteristic, as most have probably noticed, are her eyes: right eye blue, left eye green, and both colors too bright to look natural on most people. She's dark-haired and fair-skinned, thin and wiry: Katsa's muscled for endurance and the strength to use weapons, but she doesn't wear armor and is smaller/less strong than most (male) opponents, so she's not bulky. On her left side—chest, collarbone, shoulder and arm—Katsa has a number of wide and noticeable scars dug deep from claw marks, if someone is skilled at recognizing them. They're usually covered by her clothes but occasionally peek through the neckline. The longest she lets her hair grow is just a little above her shoulders: in her own words, the shorter the better. In the right clothes and the right light she looks boyish because of her hair, but is noted that her face and body are too developed to let the illusion linger most of the time. Her ears were once pierced and still show holes in the lobes. Katsa pays no attention to her looks other than the length of her hair, however, and tends to be rather messy and dirty depending on how long she's been on the road. Fashion; Katsa has called skirts "an imbecilic invention" and will only be seen wearing them during the rarest of occasions in the most grudging, disgruntled attitude possible. She does not wear jewelry. Katsa prefers clothes that are easy to move and travel in which usually means riding boots and trousers and simple tunics. Added to her repertoire since entering the Drabwurld has been leather armor and patchy furred cloaks she made herself, she always has knives and daggers hidden in her clothes, and she's usually openly carrying a sword and/or a bow as well. Pinterest board for some general ideas. Demeanour; Katsa was raised in court as a lady and a king's niece, cousin to the crown prince. She was trained how to sit, how to walk, how to hold herself, how to eat, and these are habits that have been drilled into her well for the most part until she picks up a weapon. Then Katsa is quick and violent but no less controlled. She tends to express her frustrations through hand gestures. As time has gone on through the Drabwurld Katsa's attitude has become a little more open, her stance more aggressive and less "ladylike" (though she's still casting off the habit a little) and her actions rather louder and more forceful. Her movements may still betray her upbringing, though. Aural; Katsa speaks with this tone of voice in timbre/vocal range and attitude, but her accent sounds more like this. As with her movements, she sounds like the educated lady that she is, though Katsa speaks more quickly and is more prone to profanities than most ladies of her status. Her voice is harsh and she speaks before she thinks most of the time, and her emotions are as audible in her voice as on her face. Katsa's a bit of an open book. Olfactory; leather, ash, smoke, horse, sweat, metal, the furs she wears, whatever trees and plants are in the area Etc; Katsa keeps an extra token on the same chain as her locket: a silver ring! She plays with this on occasion. Her hands are rough/calloused from use.

[arla]

OH NO SHE'S SO MUCH TALLER THAN HER 8(

Lancelot (seelie);

[knightscode]

Lancelot Height; 5ft 11 / 182cm Weight; ~79 kg / ~174lbs Visual; Then suddenly the bandits parted, and she saw a handsome, dark-haired man, his face half turned away from her. He had not shaved in weeks, and his eyes seemed strangely resigned and empty, but Gwen recognized him in an instant. Lancelot has the incredible good fortune of being played by Santiago Cabrera, who just so happens to be disgustingly good looking. He has mid-length dark brown hair which has grown slowly over the course of his time in game and likely as not the time-skip. He keeps it reasonably tamed but it's probably making its way back to the mop he used to have when he was younger. We're getting back into curls territory (but not the peasant look thankfully). Lancelot is not the most muscular of the knights, that would be Percival, but he is still someone who ran around Camelot and now runs around Drabwurld daily swinging a sword for a living. He's lean but definitely strong and has varying levels of artistic stubble, depending on his mood -- a little heavier on his top lip. He hasn't been clean shaven in years, the rugged thing is apparently in. Considering his lifestyle, he probably has a few scars but nothing is immediately notable or visible. His worst in game ones are in his side (from the plains battle) and on his wrists (from shackles) but they tend to be covered. Every time he gets a face cut it is carefully angled to only seem rugged and mysteriously vanishes later thanks to TV magic or Solais insisting on touching his face. Fashion; Lancelot comes from a village. This is an important point, because the first time we see him he is dressed in his own clothes rather than uniform. Every other time, basically, he is dressed for battle. He's not at all vain, however, if you take into account how casual his original outfit is, but I think it's fair to say he's proud enough to take care of his uniform since he was so pleased to earn the right to wear it. I can imagine him being very careful over it, and I imagine he stays the same in Caer Glaem because it is a link back to home he does not want to lose. In Drabwurld he's taken to trying to wearing Seelie Colours where possible, which means a lot of green and gold and probably things a little more tailored and fancy in public 'events', but by default he is probably all for looser and plainer clothing when minding his own business. He noticeably always wears leather bracers even when he isn't on duty or about to fight (or even armed). This is largely to cover the faint scarring on his wrists from his time in captivity. Demeanour; Lancelot is a terrible easygoing person, and it shows. He has an easy confidence about him day to day, and even when he's nervous or stressed it rarely breaks. He might become a little more tense, a little more determined, but he doesn't reveal weakness easily -- often because he's rarely willing to dignify it with the concept it might win (and for the sake of others). Lancelot is someone who has been through a lot of pain and overcome it, so he has learnt a kind of determined optimism. He's quick with a smile to reassure people, an easy shrug at a joke or an eyebrow raise in surprise but he has no outwardly major tics other than the tendency to dart his eyes away a little self-consciously while in the middle of deflecting a compliment or trying to negotiate something awkward. Lancelot sometimes smiles a little out of nerves, too, also from... awkwardness. He has a playful sense of humour, and might shoot someone a private smirk if they're both amused by something even if he tries to play off that it isn't funny at all later. He's surprisingly good at the innocent look for someone who wears his emotions fairly openly most of the time. Aural; Lancelot has a sort of soft, mid pitched tone. He's of the generic, gentle English accent and rarely raises his voice too much if he can help it -- preferring to pitch more for intensity than shout. As a rule, he's not wildly animated in his speech patterns -- they might drop low for a private conversation and pitch a little higher when caught off guard but as he tends to be even tempered so his tone follows. Olfactory; Lancelot isn't vain enough to wear any kind of scent, so he probably generally smells like leather and metal and sweat if he's been training or a woodland, from walking his dog . If he's going somewhere fancy he will please everyone by actually taking a fancy bath and probably end up smelling faintly of cloves or rose petals or some-such. Etc;

[brainiest]

Lancelot you smell like trust and friendship 8(

[gordianknots]

Waver Velvet, Lord El-Melloi II Height; Five foot ten Weight; 110 lbs according to type moon wiki but that seems unhealthy Visual; φ Waver's hair is stupidly long, and very soft to the touch φ He is a skinny stick of a thing, but slowly starting to gain some muscle mass in the Drabwurld. φ Faded markings from his command seals are on his right hand, but he uses magecraft to hide them Fashion; φ Waver is a firm believer in look the part, be the part and dresses with this in mind. His grey suit is a constant φ Likewise, the red coat + gold scarf is worn in reference and in reverence of Rider, whose gold and red combination is a key part of his own character design φ These days in the Drabwurld Waver wears two rings: one in the shape of a crown from Alyosha (gifted to him after the defeat of Reynard) and one of a snake eating its own tail whose eyes flash from grey-green to bright blue (Rin has a matching ring) φ Waver does not really dress in Drabwurld fashion unless he needs to be undercover at his given location (such as Covenant meetings). When pushed, he relies on blacks and greys, with dark greens. φ Waver doesn't hide the fact that his clothes are costly back home, nor does he give up that same quality now. Demeanour; φ Waver carries himself with purpose, and tries to be deliberate with his movement. Planned, well polished, put together φ But if you catch him off guard he is a simple mess of flailing arms and legs and yelling φ He moves better when matching with another - specifically, his 10 litres of mercury inspire the smoothest movement in him. His cleg, Lucetta, is likewise someone who brings the best out of him. φ Waver has a lot of eye contact when conversing, and gestures grandly when getting truly excited and into a conversation φ The move down south has given him a lot of warmth in his general attitude Aural; φ Waver relies on recieved pronounciation accent in his day-to-day-life. However, when not working and around people he trusts, he slips into his natural estuary accent. φ Have you ever wondered how deep Waver Velvet's voice is? BEHOLD φ Waver is a university professor and does not hide his intelligence. He prefers, however, to be down to business and will deploy bullshitting only when need be. It's fun for him only on occassion. Olfactory; φ WAVER VELVET SMELLS LIKE A GODDAMN COFFEE HOUSE BECAUSE THESE ARE HIS LIFE CHOICES φ He actually really enjoys it too, the scent's distinct and very warm φ On rare occassion, there is the undercurrent of cigar smoke, thanks to a very kind gift from Harry φ These days there is also a little bit of sea air around him Etc;

[detoxifying]

I pictured him sounding like his 19 year old self oops.

[withbite]

Damon Salvatore Height; 5'8 Weight; 157lbs Visual; Toned. Dark hair, blue eyes. Likes leather jackets. His eyes fill with blood and go all veiny when he vamps out, along with four little fangs. Tattoo on inner right forearm 'HIC ET NUNC' (Here and now) Fashion; Casual chic. He dresses in designer labels, but it looks like he just tossed on what was lying around and just accidentally woke up sexy. Prefers darker colors, but will throw in something on the actual color spectrum once in a while. Demeanour; He tends to walk with a swagger. He also drinks a lot. Aural; He sounds like a jerk. A sexy jerk. Olfactory; Leather. Scotch (but he wishes it was bourbon, so basically just a little alcoholic tinge), Salvidor Dali (which he needs more of), and maybe blood, depending on how good their sense of smell is. Etc;

[withbite]

Points for the shortest damn form fill out. =| I think I failed at this.

[oathshackledbird]

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (Lancer) Height; 184 cm or 6.03 ft Weight; 85kg or 187 lbs Visual; Diarmuid has what could be called a dancer's build which is very fitting considering his fighting style depends on his agility and speed. He is broader across the shoulders than one might expect, though, since he dual-wields spears. His hair is short, black. and wavy, & his eyes vary in color from yellow gold to almost blood orange depending on lighting and his mood. There is a small mole under his right eye which is the physical manifestation of the love curse that was placed on him as a young man. During the battle in Feb, Diarmuid lost his right arm right below the shoulder, and it is still missing to this day. Other scars include one of his upper right thigh from when Grainne stabbed him and a very ugly scar across his abdomen from where he was gored by the boar that killed him. Finally, due to bleed over from his contract with Alyosha, when Diarmuid's emotions are high, the pupils of his eyes will slit like a snake's eyes and he will sprout fangs. Fashion; Diarmuid really doesn't pay much attention to what he wears. Unless costumes are the order of the day, he can usually be found wearing his servant armor or the armor that Grainne made for him. He wears a green cloak from time to time and when the situation calls for it, he breaks out his Golden Cadre cloak. He was given this necklace by Merida which he always wears. He also has a cloak pin given to him by Sansa as a symbol of his title "Shield of the Cothromach." Along with that cloak pin, he wears another given to him by the Aelfengard elves that he trained. On his left hand he wears three rings: one is the ring that allows him to teleport to the aid of any Seelie, one is his fire ring, and one is the teleportation ring that Alyosha gave him. Demeanour; When Diarmuid moves it is usually with confidence and grace. His steps are light and silent unless he wants to be heard. Because he is a very emotional person, though, often his current mood will be reflected in his body language or posture. If he is uneasy or feeling vulnerable, he will unconsciously start rubbing at the area above where his missing arm should be. When he is frustrated, he will often rub at the bride of his nose, and when he is thoughtful he will either rub or tap at his chin. Finally, he will often run his hand through his hair if he just feels like he needs something to do with it. Aural; Aside from generally speaking in a very formal or respectful manner, Diarmuid doesn't have many vocal ticks. Any accent was erased when the Grail taught him how to speak English and Japanese so he could communicate during the war. It is a sure sign that he feels relaxed around someone if he starts using less formal language around them. He will also start teasing them more often. Because of Aengus' love of song and Diarmuid's friendship with Oisin, Diarmuid himself ended up learning how to sing very well. Olfactory; As a spirit or magical being, Diarmuid doesn't really have a smell attached to him unless magic can have a smell. However, sometimes if someone is very close to him, they might pick up a woodsy smell or the smell of honey. Etc; Why is my derp knight so cute?

[babbylon]

i didn't read any of it i just stared for a really long time at the picture

/touches abs

[psalmed]

Lia de Beaumont Height; 5'6"ish Weight; 130lbs Visual; Lia is described as being quite beautiful but that's more from styling. Her hair is an obnoxious golden color, at least. She's of average height and build, perhaps a bit more muscled than your typical court lady, especially through the shoulders. Fashion; Lia absolutely loves floofy dresses and even though they are entirely impractical she makes a point of being as well dressed as possible for the occasion. Her hair is always well-managed and she is always well-attired even if it is in practice clothing. Demeanour; She walks in slow, measured steps if she is in a dress or broad strides in an attempt to be hyper-masculine if she's about to be in a fight. Her shoulders are always pulled back, her head is always held level. Often times her fingers are wrapped in the rosary beads worn either around her neck or around her wrist. Aural; Lia doesn't use contractions. Her speech is in general very formal and, when she's excited, very earnest. It's clear from her voice when she is passionate about something but her speech is sometimes halting when she is very carefully considering what to say. Olfactory; Rose in Amber or basically rose hints with warmer vanilla hints. She probably bathes in it. Etc; Lia and her younger brother are often mistaken for one another to the the point she impersonates him sometimes. Whether he is a very pretty boy or she is a very boyish girl is unclear, but because this is anime I usually consider the former.

The Inquisitor | Dragon Age

[arla]

The Inquisitor Height; 5'5"-ish or thereabouts. A little shorter than your average human woman. Weight; ? Visual; Nasrin Lavellan is thin and a little willowy in frame, though her body is toned from years of traveling and moving, working, and her arms are toned from throwing around a staff when she casts. Her red hair reaches just below her shoulders in pictures but post-timeskip, her hair will be to just above her shoulderblades. There is a tattoo on her face that is the symbol of one of the elven pantheon from her home world. There is also a green mark on her hand (like a rift) that is typically hidden by gloves or the like, though its light shines through with energy and crackles with old magic. It's harmless in the Drabwurld and nothing special, but it's noticeable if someone is close to her or actively looking at her hands. Fashion; Lavellan dresses in leathers and armors, whatever is protective but functional. The armor she came in (far left) is a Keeper's armor, something definitive of her culture and her world, but she only wears it now out of necessity at times or if she knows she will be fighting (though the middle outfit is close to what she'd wear currently). If it has leather, fur, or protective, she's wearing it. She very often will go without shoes and, instead, wear leather leggings that expose her toes and heels. While she isn't meticulous or sloppy, she always seems put together and composed in how she dresses, prepared for the worst. Demeanour; Around strangers in a formal or important setting, Lavellan will be composed, straight-backed, and head held high. As Inquisitor, she knows that how she looks is important when it comes to sending the right message. Her hands typically rest at the small of her back and, at times, she'll lean a little bit forward to show someone she's listening while they speak. It's a refined demeanor, careful. But in a casual setting, even among strangers, she is more relaxed, hands at her sides, and while she walks straight and tall she is more likely to smile and seem more at ease. She'll appear a bit more charming and natural, open to listening and sharing a little. Among friends, she's more likely to folds her arms across her chest, lean back, lean forward, or sit much more comfortably with them. It's a sign of trust, most definitely. Aural; Lavellan speaks gently with friends and with strangers she is hoping to build rapport with, kindly and with respect. Again, in a more formal setting, she will certainly carry a stronger voice and a slightly harder tone, meant to be heard and regarded, though there is no less respect in how she regards people. But more often, she sounds very normal, though her voice is naturally very light. It's impossible for her not to sound invested or passionate about something; you'll hear no flat affect from her. She also has an English accent in her canon. (Enjoy the non-spoiler video of awkward attempts at flirting!!) Olfactory; If someone is close enough to smell her, she will most certainly carry the smell of herbs, many of them sweet-scented but light. Think the smell of crushed grass, oak bark, the faintest bits of vanilla or chamomile. The only other scent someone might catch from her is ink from her writing. Etc; anything else! links to vids and gifs, or general miscellanea. Anything magically or psychically noteworthy could be put here if you like!

[erythristic]

Grell Sutcliffe Height; 175 cm / about 5'9". Weight; Absolutely no clue, and she's unlikely to tell anyone. Visual; Tall with an athletic build from all of her training and getting into fighting situations, pale with vivid and very long red hair, eyes are golden green with a double iris as is typical of her race. Has a scar that runs from under her left shoulder to her right hip that she keeps concealed with her clothing. Possesses a female body in contrast to canon thanks to a boon. Fashion; Constantly wears a pair of red framed glasses because as is also typical to her race, her eyesight is horrendously bad. Either leaves her hair down or braids it in various styles depending on her mood. Favours dresses nearly always except when travelling (where pants are worth it) or in combat (where armour is vital), favorite color is red though she's taken to black for things that need to last and/or might get dirty. Occasionally wears other colors though since the majority of her former wardrobe was destroyed. Accessory wise while there are some variations due to friends being nice, the most constant are the rings she wears -- the steel feather ring and the silver ring with the Unseelie seal on her right hand, Alyosha's red iron ring on her left. Why? Because the left hand symbolically works in secret and the right in the open and it's dramatic okay, even if she's usually wearing gloves so the point is only known to her. Also constant is the pendant Ganondorf gave her, though that's usually under her clothing. And while she's in Mair, she wears the badge of office that marks her as his second-in-command. Demeanour; Excellent posture except when slumping to make a point. Much of how she carries herself depends on her surroundings -- the majority of the time she holds herself with confidence, head high, and unafraid to look people in the eyes, but to get whatever meaning she needs to through, she'll vary it up from outright throwing herself on a couch to sitting stiffly to hand gestures. Movement wise she's quite graceful, past the point a human would be, and it's most obvious when she's either in pitched combat or dancing since she doesn't try to blend in. Aural; Her voice is a tool as much as anything else -- she throws emphasis on words freely, going as verbose as she pleases and varying her tone and volume to the situation. She does tend to err on the side of more polite and formal, and to catch her swearing is a sign that something is very wrong. Pitch wise, she's got something lower, with an accent that is a bit lighter for her stay in the Drabwurld. Olfactory; I'm not answering this. 8| Etc; Magically/psychically noteworthy, c/p'd from my permissions page! "Grell is not human, and to those with the ability to register that sort of thing, would ping as decidedly inhuman. It is unclear whether she would count as a more divine or dark figure, so the safest bet is somewhere in a grey area between with a strong undercurrent of death." Just because I know we have so many people who can pick up on that in the Drabwurld now.

[depicted]

Somehow all these years and I missed that about the double irises??

[aslandish]

ASLAN Height; 5'5-6" ... it varies, but generally he's eye-level with most characters. Weight; The average African lion weighs about 440 lbs (200 kg), and he's bigger than that SO...he's a heavy weight champion. Visual; Aslan is a lion. A very sizable one with a very generous mane. The books generally use the term "tawny" to describe him, his eyes are a warm, golden color, and the books go so far as to describe his paws as being "velveted" so...very soft. Fashion; Generally speaking, Aslan doesn't need clothes because S'UP he's a furball. He is very clean, though, you will not often (if ever) see him dirty. Very meticulous as most felines are. If you get lucky and see him in human form, he basically looks like a hobo!knight from space. Demeanour; Aslan generally carries himself with purpose and with dignity! He is a lion (and a king) so he is a graceful creature - very poised. He does, of course, act like his feline brethren and likes to lay around in the sun sometimes. He can also be playful so he isn't all seriousness. Aural; Aslan has what the books call a "wild" voice -- the kind that makes you want to move around and do something if he's glad and sort of shrink away when he's not. He is a True Beast, and it is emphasized that he isn't tame so his voice basically reflects that, especially his singing. His roar can be joyful or frightening, etc. He also sounds like Liam Neeson . Olfactory; Aslan smells...earthy. Like spring, the woods after a summer rain, or perhaps the sea, if he's close to it. Always, always, smells good. Etc;

[depicted]

There are so many details I didn't know, like about the voice and the paws.

[showmeyourwreath]

Flora Height; I like to say 5'7" before heels, but who even knows. Could be much taller (and looks it, sometimes), could be shorter (and looks it, sometimes). Thanks, animation. Weight; Excuse. Visual; It doesn't come across well, but I imagine Flora is actually incredibly athletic, the only delicate thing about her would be in how she might carry herself sometimes, but straight up looks? Nah. She's very acrobatic, is very good at ballet (have you seen ballerinas, man) and other dances, as well as gymnastics, and oh right there's the whole saving the world on the regular thing. She's pretty lean, but strongly lean. Still has dem hips, though. Fashion; Jesus, okay, insert essay. Never leaves the house without lipstick. Sometimes, she'll wear eyeshadow if the outfit calls for it or if she just feels like it, but when she's not transformed, her make up is actually fairly lowkey. Will absolutely never ever be dressed sloppily. Her clothes look bamf, even when she's dressing down, they'll always be nice and well-made. Wears bright and/or pastel colours scientically 9001% of the time. Surprisingly, she doesn't have anything against black and has bemoaned not having much of it, it just never happens. Doesn't have anything against darker or muted tones either if the occasion calls for it, as long as it looks coo. But she is pretty fashion-conscious and trendy and values natural beauty and health. Is prone to jewellery in-game like oh my god, people have given her so much bling, but she will absolutely always be wearing two pairs of earrings and an ear cuff, and slightly less often but pretty often: one or two rings. (one is Dorian's, the other is from the Citadel). Flora can have priorities over fashion, but if she has time, she likes to stop and shop in the places she's been to to buy what they have to fit in, but also because she just really likes it. Her hair's always done in some lovely style or other when she's in Caer Glaem or the Citadel. It's seldom loose these days. Demeanour; It depends on who's around her and the situation. Awkwardtree is actually very interesting for this because Flora's courtly manners and etiquette are princess-tier, and she's had to use them much more often because of the setting and her station. So, great posture always, holds herself elegantly, curtsies are fly as hell. But even around friends, even if she lets herself go, she's not terribly sloppy about it. The most you might get from her is like tired flops, or something, or she'll let herself lie back in the grass instead of sitting primly. Her physical tics and body language are also just naturally pretty humble, demure, or even maternal except when they're not; she often folds her hands for a variety of reasons from anything from excitement to uncertainty, when on stage if everyone is blowing kisses or waving, she'll be the one taking a little bow. Something she does do that she won't in politer company is rub the back of her head, facepalm, or slouch over stuff, so it's pretty telling if she does that around you. She points or wags fingers to express disapproval VERY MOM-LIKE. She does touch her chin or lip a lot when she's thinking or working something out. Oh, and she just touches everyone. Aural; Ooh ooh, my favourite. Flora is very openly expressive in her face, but there's actually a contrast when it comes to her voice. It's not that she has everything on lock, it's more that her tones of voice tend to be subtle, and it's very calm and gentle almost all the time. To whit, she's only really yelled once, and at another time when she had to raise her voice to be heard over her arguing friends, she winced after and surprised her friends. Yeah. Even when looks mad as all hell in her icons, she's probably being calmly disapproving or whispering harshly, or something like that. Yelling is 2hard. Her mannerisms really depend on who she's talking to. She grew up under a monarchy and serves one, so while she is naturally very polite, she tends to keep her speech on the more formal side for all the courtly peeps. For everyone else/close friends/default state of being, well, she can still be pretty formal, poetic, and also speak like someone's grandmother, but is also a lot more casual. She almost never stutters, but she does go "um" or "uh", sometimes. Honestly, if you want to get the most out of her, be Stella. Or Stella-like. Olfactory; Flowers, flowers, and more flowers. Working? Flowers. Chilling? Flowers. Just nice flowers and earth or other planty things all the time. She wears and/or takes care of and/or rolls around in them all the time, ok, she actually earns it. Guess what she puts in her bath water? Anything she damn well pleases. Petals, cinnamon, vanilla, mint--IT'S GREAT BEING THE FAIRY OF NATURE. But. But. Occasionally, she might smell like blood. Because of her work, as well. So. Etc; Her life.

[depicted]

Huh it's interesting that her voice is so controlled when her face isn't.

(So ready to be stella-like.)

[dragmire]

Ganondorf Dragmire Height; 7'6 or 230 cm Weight; Around 600 lbs or 270 kg. Visual; Ganondorf is a curious looking man with a distinctive appearance. He towers over all others at an incredible seven and a half feet. His powerfully built, though it usually found in heavy armor that disguises his thick muscular frame. His skin is an olive green that is a stark contrast to his fiery orange hair and beard. Completing his strange appearance are his slanted ears that have been altered by his use of the Triforce of Power. Fashion; His appearance is a man who places great pride in his appearance. His beard is carefully trimmed and along with his thick eyebrows, they frame his face in an almost lion like appearance. he wears a jewel on his forehead, as is traditional among the Gerudo. His hair carefully framed by a headpiece that protects the back of his head, though at times he will remove it and let his long red hair flow free. His armor, black and brown, is of exceptional quality and fit for a king. He is as vain as he is evil. Demeanour; Stiff and upright, Ganondorf is a man of very precise posture who holds himself as befits a king. Though he must look down to speak to most others, he rarely inclines his head that far down when he does. There is a distinct rigidity to him that seems to suggest a barely restrained beast that only plays at civility. Everything he does is very measured whether it be how he speaks or how he eats and drinks. Aural; Ganondorf speaks with authority no matter what the conversation is. Though capable of speaking quietly, his deep booming bass is loud enough to resound across a battlefield. His accent is indistinct, though his voice does have a gravelly nature to it. His speech is very formal and courtly and has a very precise and measured quality to it, much in the same way he presents himself by appearance. Olfactory; Though he has no great stench, this is a man who does not powder or perfume himself and so he is not above smelling of sweat. Because he is often on horseback or on his great Helmaroc King, he often smells of the beasts he associates with. There is a very earthy nature to him, mixed with the scent of boiled leather and polished steel. Etc; Those with the right senses can oft sense the dark power that emanates from those. Those who are especially sensitive might even be made to feel ill in those moments when he is not concealing the greater amount of his immense and evil powers. Those natives who can sense shards will feel that he has more than the one that most shardbearers possess.

[detoxifying]

You are terrifying, Mr. Ganondorf.

Also my templar senses are tingling.

[zerotohiro]

Hiro Hamada Height; Roughly 5’0” Weight; 100ish. Kid’s tiny. Visual; Hiro’s basically a runt, let’s be honest here. He’s very short and slight and hasn’t quite hit his growth spurt yet. Messy black hair with brown highlights that goes all over the place and large brown eyes coupled with slightly tanned skin thanks to his heritage. Probably the most noteworthy thing about Hiro’s appearance is that he has a gap between his two front teeth. Fashion; Hiro doesn’t give a shit about clothes. Canonly he has a tendency to wear mostly t-shirts in bright colors (sometimes with robots on them) paired with cargo shorts, a blue hoodie and sneakers. That hasn’t changed since showing up in Drabworld. He’s not impressed with the battle armor here though and instead continually longs for his own armor from home. Hiro’s the type of person who’s more concerned about what he’s working on and often gets lost in his thoughts and will sometimes wander out without brushing his hair or anything. His appearance means very little to him. Demeanour; Hiro does a fantastic job of exuding confidence when he absolutely needs to, but at the end of the day he’s actually a little awkward. He fidgets quite a bit unless he’s really neck-deep in a new project and generally he’s a little nervous around everybody when he first meets them. He’s very expressive around the people he’s really close to, however, to the point of being overdramatic (and sometimes volatile.) One thing that can also be said is that Hiro has been known to be pretty reckless. He bounces on the balls of his feet when he’s really excited about something. He also has a tendency to touch his hair. A lot. (Hands running through it when he’s nervous or when he’s thinking mostly.) Aural; With Hiro it’s a mix of sounding incredibly educated (graduated high school at 13 and going to college studying robotic engineering by 14) while also throwing around various slang (bro, dude, buddy, etc.) Here, have a voice clip. He sometimes stutters over his words when he’s nervous, and he tends to speak faster when he’s really excited about something. Olfactory; Back home Hiro probably smelled like a combination of machinery and the lightest hint of cherry blossoms which he would solely blame on his Aunt Cass and claim it’s the only kind of soap she’ll buy (and pointedly ignore that he doesn’t mind in the slightest.) In Drabwurld he probably smells like a basic soap, basic deodorant, and a little smoke thanks to working with his fire magic. He hates it and tries to cover it with body spray he filched from the Station a while ago. Etc; Let's not forget the real reason Hiro wasn't as perturbed by the snow as much as he should be:

[showmeyourwreath]

FUCK I LAUGHED SO HARD.

Harry Potter.

[thebreakingwave]

Harry Potter Height; 5'5" Weight; 130 lbs Visual; Harry's stats are based on DanRad's and provided by the internet, so take it all with a grain of salt. On the whole he's short and lean, but after all the running around he's been doing and since he's hitting his last growth spurt, he's finally starting to settle into a more adult body. He'll never be a physical powerhouse, always rubbish with a sword or spear, but he's quick. (And learning to fight dirty.) He's got the two famous scars - a lightning bolt on his forehead and 'I must not tell lies' carved into the back of his hand - but he's gotten several more. Early in his time here, he was inside the mountain at Redgate when it came down and his face was crushed. Waver did what he could with some dittany, but the magic-negating effects of the blood granite prevented a full recovery: he's missing an eye and there's a silvery trace of old scarring all over one side of his face. There are quite a few more scars, but he keeps them covered. Alyosha gave him a red amber marble that's a sort of prosthetic eye which also helps him heal up quickly, covering over injuries with golden scales that are tougher to tear. It all heals at the same rate, but he's not likely to bleed out. Fashion; Harry's clothing is uniformly plain, practical, of good make that will last some time, and cut/styled in native Drabwurld fashions. He makes an effort to look like he's local. He's grown out his hair and keeps it in a short queue, tied back with a leather thong. Demeanour; Unless he desperately needs to stand at the front of a battle and inspire the troops, which he can do, Harry tends to make himself not as noticeable - relaxed, pleasant, not nervous. He's really enjoyed the relative anonymity of the Drabwurld and tries to come off as mostly harmless. Aural; BBC standard! Harry generally speaks before he thinks and that'll cause him to regret what he's said, but as he matures in game, he's making a regular, definite effort to think before he opens his gob. He's not particularly eloquent, but he speaks plainly and from the heart which carries its own sort of charisma. Olfactory; He's got a juniper scented scrub that he's been using, but on the whole he doesn't bother with scents. He'll smell like the outdoors, sawdust, whatever magical whatnots he's been working with - chalk, blood, etc.