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First Impressions / Basic Info
Nov. 8th, 2036 12:42 pmNutshell: A paladin from World of Warcraft, though he exists in many AU forms as well, and I love adapting him into different settings. Practical, earnest, honest to a fault, and deeply devout. Lawful good by default, but always skirting the edge of neutrality with his general distaste for authority. Chronically doubtful of his own worthiness to do just about anything, and has a whole lot of hangups about sex.
Appearance: Simon is a big ol' 6'4" brick shithouse, with a very broad chest and ginormously muscled thighs. He has dark hair and very pale blue eyes, and somehow manages to give an impression of being clean-cut despite the fact that he hardly ever bothers to shave. He'll generally be between 30 and 35 years old depending on canon point.
Voice: Clear, deep, and very loud. He doesn't mean to be a human foghorn; he just kind of can't help that his voice carries so far. If he's in a crowd and his vocal cords are moving at all, you'll be able to pick him out. Sings like an angel, though. Accent-wise, he sounds like the cheese-curdiest Wisconsin farm boy that ever there was.
Clothing: If he's not wearing plate armor and a tabard, he'll be in flannel and suspenders and workboots. He splits his aesthetic time pretty equally between "12th-century crusader" and "party like it's 1899."
Demeanor: Reasonably polite (if deadpan) by default, veering into judgmental and snide if provoked, and then usually contrite and apologetic for that and back around to polite. He tries.
Sexuality: Bisexual, leaning fairly heavily toward women.
Appearance: Simon is a big ol' 6'4" brick shithouse, with a very broad chest and ginormously muscled thighs. He has dark hair and very pale blue eyes, and somehow manages to give an impression of being clean-cut despite the fact that he hardly ever bothers to shave. He'll generally be between 30 and 35 years old depending on canon point.
Voice: Clear, deep, and very loud. He doesn't mean to be a human foghorn; he just kind of can't help that his voice carries so far. If he's in a crowd and his vocal cords are moving at all, you'll be able to pick him out. Sings like an angel, though. Accent-wise, he sounds like the cheese-curdiest Wisconsin farm boy that ever there was.
Clothing: If he's not wearing plate armor and a tabard, he'll be in flannel and suspenders and workboots. He splits his aesthetic time pretty equally between "12th-century crusader" and "party like it's 1899."
Demeanor: Reasonably polite (if deadpan) by default, veering into judgmental and snide if provoked, and then usually contrite and apologetic for that and back around to polite. He tries.
Sexuality: Bisexual, leaning fairly heavily toward women.
