Bodhi Rook (
onlyeverdoubted) wrote2018-06-05 08:06 am
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OOC PREFERENCES:
•CONTACT METHOD: plurk
•THREAD-JACKING: No problem, it's usually funny
•FOURTH WALLING / CANON PUNCTURE: Yes to all, the cat's already well out of the bag on that one
•BACKTAGGING: Forever
•AVOIDED TOPICS: None
•PREFERRED GENDER PRONOUN: she/her
IC CHARACTERISTICS:
•CURRENT CANON POINT: End of Rogue One, right after his death
•PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A slightly short, somewhat insubstantial man in his mid twenties, black hair undercut on both sides with a slightly untidy ponytail, carefully shaped short beard, bronze skin and simply enormous brown eyes. His body language is twitchy and guarded, sometimes responding to threats that don't seem to exist in the world outside his head. He's never successfully concealed an emotion in his life. He stammers constantly when he talks and wanders off mid-thought. His wardrobe is all about Star Wars good guy rags, shapeless ponchos and sloppy boots and goggles.
•DEMEANOR: Nervous. Extremely nervous. Rabbit convinced something is about to eat it nervous. He tries to be friendly and chipper around it as a defense mechanism (and because he means it), but he will always skirt around people and guard his space, will never share unprompted, and keeps his endless stream of meandering chatter on neutral tops when he can. Give him a job to do and he tends to move over to hyperfocused if he feels secure enough.
•ABILITIES: Bodhi is a pretty good technical pilot, but not a fighter. He can navigate tricky atmospheric conditions, not survive a dogfight. He's an able general mechanic and is solid at first aid. He's a fair to middling gambler who thinks he's an expert. He can also cook and make good tea? He doesn't do very much.
•MEDICAL INFORMATION: Physically, unremarkable human. Mentally, a bundle of PTSD and anxiety plus the aftermath of an alien mind probe.
•CABIN INFORMATION: The cabin is the interior of a zeta-class cargo shuttle. The oversized cargo hatch opens into the hall, leading to an open cargo hold cluttered with empty boxes. Above is the actual cockpit and tech station, not precisely comfortable but home. The viewports at least just show stars.
•OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS: The entire evil empire situation is one to approach lightly, especially on the subject of Jedha.
IC PERMISSIONS:
•MENTAL: Ask first. This is a major trauma of his and will have serious repercussions on any relationship.
•MIMICRY: Sure, there are at least a couple Star Wars things that do that already.
•VIOLENCE: It'd take some work or a really lucky bit of needling, but he's willing to punch people.
•MAGIC: If they're good with having it interpreted as The Force.
•DEBATE: Probably frustrating, but sure.
•OTHER / NOTES: Bodhi is very shy of all physical contact after the whole torture and alien tentacle mindprobe bit of his life, which was a matter of hours before the barge. Any invasion of his space is not going to be responded to well.
•CONTACT METHOD: plurk
•THREAD-JACKING: No problem, it's usually funny
•FOURTH WALLING / CANON PUNCTURE: Yes to all, the cat's already well out of the bag on that one
•BACKTAGGING: Forever
•AVOIDED TOPICS: None
•PREFERRED GENDER PRONOUN: she/her
IC CHARACTERISTICS:
•CURRENT CANON POINT: End of Rogue One, right after his death
•PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: A slightly short, somewhat insubstantial man in his mid twenties, black hair undercut on both sides with a slightly untidy ponytail, carefully shaped short beard, bronze skin and simply enormous brown eyes. His body language is twitchy and guarded, sometimes responding to threats that don't seem to exist in the world outside his head. He's never successfully concealed an emotion in his life. He stammers constantly when he talks and wanders off mid-thought. His wardrobe is all about Star Wars good guy rags, shapeless ponchos and sloppy boots and goggles.
•DEMEANOR: Nervous. Extremely nervous. Rabbit convinced something is about to eat it nervous. He tries to be friendly and chipper around it as a defense mechanism (and because he means it), but he will always skirt around people and guard his space, will never share unprompted, and keeps his endless stream of meandering chatter on neutral tops when he can. Give him a job to do and he tends to move over to hyperfocused if he feels secure enough.
•ABILITIES: Bodhi is a pretty good technical pilot, but not a fighter. He can navigate tricky atmospheric conditions, not survive a dogfight. He's an able general mechanic and is solid at first aid. He's a fair to middling gambler who thinks he's an expert. He can also cook and make good tea? He doesn't do very much.
•MEDICAL INFORMATION: Physically, unremarkable human. Mentally, a bundle of PTSD and anxiety plus the aftermath of an alien mind probe.
•CABIN INFORMATION: The cabin is the interior of a zeta-class cargo shuttle. The oversized cargo hatch opens into the hall, leading to an open cargo hold cluttered with empty boxes. Above is the actual cockpit and tech station, not precisely comfortable but home. The viewports at least just show stars.
•OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS: The entire evil empire situation is one to approach lightly, especially on the subject of Jedha.
IC PERMISSIONS:
•MENTAL: Ask first. This is a major trauma of his and will have serious repercussions on any relationship.
•MIMICRY: Sure, there are at least a couple Star Wars things that do that already.
•VIOLENCE: It'd take some work or a really lucky bit of needling, but he's willing to punch people.
•MAGIC: If they're good with having it interpreted as The Force.
•DEBATE: Probably frustrating, but sure.
•OTHER / NOTES: Bodhi is very shy of all physical contact after the whole torture and alien tentacle mindprobe bit of his life, which was a matter of hours before the barge. Any invasion of his space is not going to be responded to well.