stats meme!!

[vampirella]

welcome to the ✨STATS MEME✨

ever wanted to talk about your character's unreal height, woodsy smell, or astrological sign? no??? well, you can do it anyway!! use the handy form below to fill in the game on lesser-known details about your character! it can be a great reference for people to use in tags.

additionally, i will probably make a few charts/infographics about game stats, and this is the easiest way for me to get a bunch of weird details about the game population! it's not weird, stop looking at me like that!!!!

<table><tr><td width="300px;"><img src="IMGURL (300px in width)" style="box-shadow:#ccc 1px 1px 1px;"></td><td style="vertical-align:top;"><p align="justify"><span style="font-size:2em; font-family:sans-serif; text-shadow:#ccc 1px 1px 1px;">NAMEHERE</span> <b>AGE/BIRTHDAY:</b> agehere <b>HEIGHT:</b> heighthere <b>WEIGHT:</b> weighthere <b>GENDER:</b> genderhere, if aplicable <b>MARITAL STATUS:</b> single, divorced, DTF, etc <b>HAIR:</b> haircolorhere <b>EYES:</b> eyecolorhere <b>ORIGIN:</b> planet, city, etc <b>LANGUAGE:</b> nativelanguage, otherlanguages <span style="font-size:2em; font-family:sans-serif; text-shadow:#ccc 1px 1px 1px;">VISION</span> Describe how your character appears visually. Include build, posture, hair style, eye color, scars, etc. Be as detailed or as vague as you want! <span style="font-size:2em; font-family:sans-serif; text-shadow:#ccc 1px 1px 1px;">SOUND</span> How does your character sound? Do they speak formally or casually? Verbal tics? Do they sound differently if they're angry or happy? If you have example audio, link it here. <span style="font-size:2em; font-family:sans-serif; text-shadow:#ccc 1px 1px 1px;">SCENT</span> Literally how does your character smell. Do they wear cologne? Do they smell unusual? Anything someone in their vicinity would pick up should go here. <span style="font-size:2em; font-family:sans-serif; text-shadow:#ccc 1px 1px 1px;">MISC.</span> Any other details you want to include can go here.</td></tr></table>

Comments

[featherknives]

Yup!

I only have post at the intro log from the beginning of the month. Spirits kinda killed her so it was 'return from the dead' thing. But we can use a wildcard thing on it as a random prompt?

[vampirella]

it is frankly wrong that it took 20 comments for someone to be shorter than carmilla

she thinks this is a travesty

also wtf why does she have a tracking chip???

[vampirella]

this actual child is carmilla's height it is gonna kill her inside

ALSO HAS ELEVEN TAGGED W RICHIE YET???? eyeballs emojis

[vampirella]

yeah that'd work! or i was thinking of doing some rather late night market stuff for my two, if that sounds at all appealing!

[paraskeptic]

imagine how she feels (nah she's used to being shorter than everyone).

i'm not saying it was aliens, but it was aliens. (she was abducted by them in season 2.)

[featherknives]

Night market sounds great! If you have top-level there I can tag in, or I can make a separate tag for us later (I'm currently having guests so yeah e.e)

[vampirella]

oh! absolutely no rush, have fun with your guests, tis the season!!

i think i might do a gentle baby toplevel but if i don't just a little separate thing would be aces!

[worthallthis]

Bucky Barnes AKA Soldat AGE/BIRTHDAY: 97, born March 10, 1917 (something like early 30s, discounting time spent in cryofreeze) HEIGHT: 6' even WEIGHT: 210lbs + whatever that damn arm weighs GENDER: Biologically male, currently refuses to accept a gender (Sergeant is male) MARITAL STATUS: Single and uninterested, thanks HAIR: Brown EYES: Light blue-gray ORIGIN: Earth, USA, New York, Brooklyn LANGUAGE: English and Russian, plus like a dozen other langauges, including French, Spanish, German, Japanese (an oldish version), and Mandarin (also an old version) VISION While they're nowhere near the tallest person here, Bucky (going by Soldat) does give off the impression of being "big": broad-shouldered, well-muscled, and generally wearing layers that make them look even a little bigger. They move gracefully, like the cliche'd "predator", making as little noise as is possible for someone who only ever wears his steel-toed combat boots, with a gait that is just a little uneven, due to compensating for the really heavy metal arm and all the internal bracing for it on the left side. It's been called a "murder-walk", though that's mostly when they're moving with particular purpose rather than just going from place to place. Said metal arm is either covered by the afore-mentioned layers, though the hand is always visible, or fully on display in a tactical vest made of kevlar and leather and loads of traps and gun holsters, with plates of body armor underneath. (The vest is currently toast, but we should be getting a new nearly identical one in January...) Soldat's hair is long and brown and tends towards curly when they're actually taking care of it, though they hasn't really done much with hair ties and braids yet so it's mostly loose and messy, and in high humidity looks like it's trying to levitate. Their eyes are a pale blue that can shade to silver or stormy gray depending on the light and current level of lucidity. They don't smile easily or widely, except around a few people, and usually look kind of stoic and calm. SOUND Every line Bucky has in the MCU. Their voice is soft, lower-pitched, and a little rough when fully the Soldier, and goes a little higher and more brash, not to mention a lot more Brooklyn, when the Sergeant is out to play (this doesn't happen very often). They tend to chop conversation into pieces unless very relaxed or very urgent, speaking more in connected phrases than free-flowing sentences. The more uncomfortable they are with a situation, a conversation, or a person, the worse this gets. Every now and then words go away entirely, though not usually for more than a few minutes. The metal arm makes itself known audibly pretty regularly: little movements comes with the very quiet sound of servos turning, and big movements come with buzzing. The plates can click together when moving, and it will sometimes run through a recalibration loop that sounds like metallic purring. SCENT Leather, metal (various alloys to those with particularly gifted noses), coffee, gun oil, and vaguely vanilla-scented shampoo if they've bathed recently. MISC. Soldat does not touch people unless it's necessary for mission completion (patching someone up, carrying them to safety, that sort of thing) or they're very comfortable with a person. Even then, touches are very brief and limited usually to a hand on some easily-accessible part of the body. He generally gives people plent of personal space, too. (Image credit to Shelby.Dobson on DA, I think?) The lantern is an old WW2 lantern, dented here and there but in decent shape, just a plain metallic color. It has metal shutters on it that blck out all its light when shut. They wear it on a rope either slung over one shoulder, or tied securely to the tac vest straps. (Look, those straps are useful for lots of things, not just looking badass.)

[donttalktome]

Dr. Will Ingram AGE/BIRTHDAY: 32, 34 if you count Beacon Years; his birthday is WHO KEEPS TRACK OF BIRTHDAYS ANYMORE GOD HEIGHT: 5'9" WEIGHT: Not Much GENDER: male MARITAL STATUS: single forever (who gets married that's so old-fashioned) may or may not be DTF HAIR: dark brown EYES: blue ORIGIN: when I say "space" I mean that literally. also worth noting he's from roughly a thousand years from now LANGUAGE: his native language is technically a pidgin mix of English/Russian/Hindi, but he hasn't spoken that since he was 14-ish so let's just say English! he can get by in a number of other languages (human and non-human) but I wouldn't call him fluent. VISION physically unintimidating but despite being not-very-tall and skinny as a rail, he has a lot of presence. (he makes himself very difficult to ignore.) terrible posture. has a weird incongruity between his personal appearance (always exhausted looking, hair looks like he just woke up like that) and his style of dress (formal always even in inappropriate situations). never without his glasses, since he's fairly blind otherwise. only visible scarring is on the little and ring fingers on his right hand, where he once (temporarily) lost them. oh yeah and he's fucking blue until January 10th. SOUND oh god. Will speaks with an unplaceable accent, a curious mix of sharp and flat. he's almost monotone except on emphasized words, of which his sentences always contain several. it's hard to tell if he's being sarcastic because he just kind of sounds like he is at all times. on very rare occasions, he slips up and reverts back to a different accent entirely, much more blunted and clipped. the difference is hard to explain but it's notable; think of the difference between posh rich-person accent and, like, stereotypical country-bumpkin. SCENT coffee. that's the overwhelming one. probably also soap bc you gotta be clean in weird apocalypse night land. due to recent developments, he might also smell like cigarettes and/or weed from time to time. MISC. he gets huffy if you call him "William" or leave out his "Dr." title without being on closer terms. though he's always tense around other people, he'll be especially paranoid for a while that everyone's out to harm him, another effect that lasts until January 10th. I have a whole in-depth info page here! it's got links and everything.

Duster

[mindofathief]

Duster AGE/BIRTHDAY: somewhere in his mid to late 20's HEIGHT: 5'10" WEIGHT: 200 GENDER: male MARITAL STATUS: single HAIR: brown EYES: brown ORIGIN: The Nowhere Islands, Earth (?) LANGUAGE: English, or whatever language they speak on the islands VISION Duster was described by a stranger in canon as "a guy with a gloomy feel" and was dismissed as a town drunk. Duster's default expression is one of tiredness as if he just woke up (as usual), with lazily-combed hair. He doesn't have great posture, mostly due to not having full use of his left leg. He walks and runs with a distinct limp at all times. He normally wears his light blue button-up work shirt, bright red pants, and hard work shoes that double as combat shoes. He also has a leg brace on he left to help keep his balance when fighting. Duster has several Thief Tools with him at the moment that can be seen hanging from his belt: the Wall Staples, the Scary Mask, the Tickle Feather, the Hypno-Pendulum, the Siren Beetle, and the Smoke Bomb. SOUND Dust hesitates before speaking, careful to pick his words well so he doesn't have any awkward pauses or repeats himself. He has a low and soft - but not quiet - voice unless he's excited, where he'll increase in volume and slightly raise his pitch. It's not very different, but it's noticeable. SCENT Tell this man to get better hygiene. When he's not living in a building with modern plumbing, he tends to stink. Canonically he has bad breath and his socks can halt people in their tracks (it's briefly a battle mechanic!). When he's dressing up, he smells of cheap cologne, second-hand smoke, and fresh earth. MISC. Artwork taken from here and here

[scarsolderthanyou]

Stone of Indigo Cloud Court AGE/BIRTHDAY: He hasn't kept track. Something between 500 and 600 turns (years). He was born in the autumn, though, he knows that much. HEIGHT: 6'5" and gangly WEIGHT: 170lbs, underweight for his height GENDER: Consort (yes, consort is a Raksuran gender, it means to "breeding male Aeriat") MARITAL STATUS: Widower, single HAIR: Colorless, takes on the color of whatever light is present EYES: Bright blue, one clouded over and obviously blind ORIGIN: The Three Worlds (distant non-human planet), the Reaches (a forest of mountain-trees), Indigo Cloud Court LANGUAGE: Raksuran, plus a handful of groundling and sealing tongues from his planet VISION In groundling form, Stone is very tall, very thin, all angles and limbs. His hair and skin are completely colorless: not just white, but lacking all pigmentation, making it look thin and a little like it's picking up on whatever color the light is. Veins are easily visible beneath it. While he is not "wrinkled" the way human skin shows age, his skin is very weathered, as if it has been in the wind and sun for a very long time and now has the consistency of leather (it does not, it is in fact quite soft), and he has a plethora of scars that stand out a little less without skin pigment to make them discernable from the rest of him. His hair is shoulder-length and kind of wavy, but not enough to call it a curl. One eye is clouded over the pupil, like in the image, and is mostly blind. The other is sharp and bright blue, pupil a little cat-like even in groundling form. (PB is Jeremy Irons, which isn't perfect but dammit, finding old man PBs with the right long face and hair is hard) In winged form, Stone has resigned himself to being called a dragon. He has a seventy-foot wingspan, stands as tall as the Invincible when on his hind legs, and is covered in colorless, translucent scales. His tail is long and spaded, and his head, neck, and most of his back is covered in sharp, flexible spines and long, feather-like scales called frills, making a mane that rises and falls with attention and threat, like a crested bird. He has disembowling claws on his hind legs like a velociraptor, retractable claws on his hands like a cat's, and his wings are covered in feather-like scales until about halfway down, where they are just leather-like membranes ending in clawed tips. His scars are much more obvious in this form, showing up as gnarls in the patterns of scales. SOUND Stone has a rough, deep, casual voice that has gone up a little in timbre since his color finally faded and his chest cavity kind of shrank a little. He can come across as querulous, and there's absolutely no mistaking that he is a very old man. However, he can also make a wide variety of Raksuran noises even in his groundling form, from growls to shrieks to a deep-throated roar, plus he has an amazing vocal range for singing should anyone convince him to. In his winged form, he can't speak at all, only make vaguely speech-like rumbles and growls. SCENT Warm-ish alien spices, scales, and wind. Whatever wind smells like. MISC. Stone is very physically affectionate and doesn't have any qualms about touching, hugging, or lightly swatting other characters unless and until they make it clear they're uncomfortable with such things. He will stand a little too close and ruffle hair. Movement catches his attention, so he sometimes winds up jerking his head around (good side first) at apparently nothing, but which turns out to be somebody walking by or a leaf falling off a tree. His lantern is a pretty glass-looking thing in the shape of an alien flower, that glows from within with a light that the glass tints blue. It has a loop that fits over his tail spade, so he can carry it in both forms.

[featherknives]

sounds great to me! Shoot me a message when you do it or if you want me to top-level prompt for us :)

Richie Tozier (IT)

[trashmouthed]

Richie Tozier AGE/BIRTHDAY: Thirteen (March 7th, 1976) HEIGHT: 5'8 WEIGHT: 100 lbs GENDER: Male MARITAL STATUS: Single, obviously HAIR: Brown EYES: Brown ORIGIN: Derry, Maine LANGUAGE: English (Some Spanish) VISION The quintessential teenage boy that went through too many growth spurts way too quickly. Richie is tall for his age but gangly with limbs that are too long to control and not enough experience with his stature to always operate it correctly, his gait is clumsy and inefficient at best but he somehow manages to twist it into something aloof rather than uncertain despite the evident awkwardness. His weight has yet to balance out over his body and so he's scrawny and lean, with little muscular definition and no real concept of his own strength. Despite how tall he is, Richie doesn't come off as formidable whatsoever and looks as though he might disappear if he stood behind a street lamp, the very definition of a bean pole. Richie's brown hair is so dark it's almost black a muddy color with a length that is shaggy, growing out at weird angles from a home cut his mother gave him prior to the summer months. He's got light-brown hazel blue eyes to match that are shielded by thick-framed prescription glasses that magnify his eyes triple their size. Richie's heart-shaped face is complimented by a strong nose and thick but expressive lips. There is a dust of freckles over his nose that is barely visible thanks to his olive-toned complexion and the regular amount of sun he gets that makes him look soft and effeminate by contrast to his overall attitude. Nicknamed "Bucky the Beaver," by some of the kids at school Richie is known for his buck teeth, his toothy grins, and loudmouth. His style is as loud as his personality with Hawaiian shirts almost always being a token item that is thrown over some less than interesting t-shirts and jeans. He typically completes his look with a graphic tee and some boarding shoes and somehow manages to look like a poorly dressed scarecrow despite the efforts he puts in. SOUND Nicknamed "Trashmouth," by his friends and fellow losers because he never stops talking and running his mouth is an artform of the highest caliber Richie can always be sure to have something facetious to say. His voice is a little pitchy, now in the throes of The Pubening but he speaks with an uncanny amount of confidence and clarity despite himself. When angry, he uses his hands for emphasis and blurts rather than speaks to keep himself from backing down before he gets his point across. When sad, his words lack their usual finesse and bite but he sounds more or less than same - cadence unchanging and the rhythm still as balanced as always. SCENT Like cigarette smoke paired with the soft earthy smell of old wood and dried dirt. He uses Zest bar soap and fresh scent men's Speedstick if it's really that big of a deal. Don't smell him, that's weird.

[vampirella]

I DID IT!!

https://logsinthenight.dreamwidth.org/21257.html?thread=6070025#cmt6070025 here it is!! kinda simple but hopefully there's something there that would interest xayah!!

[catholicisms]

MATT MURDOCK AGE/BIRTHDAY: 32 ish? i've decided he's a scorpio, so he had a birthday in beacon and told exactly no one 👉👉 HEIGHT: 5'10 WEIGHT: i don't know, fairly compact and muscular, whatever that translates to in dude GENDER: male, human MARITAL STATUS: not married, but definitely taken HAIR: dark brown, can seem black in the right (or total lack of) lighting EYES: red mirrored sunglasses. wait, his actual eyes? it is a mystery (brown) ORIGIN: hells kitchen, nyc, earth LANGUAGE: matt can speak english, spanish, and french, and has a working understanding of latin bc of law school VISION matt presents very clean, concise, and calculated. he almost always wears a button up and a tie, he almost always has his sunglasses and a his walking cane (just a hiking one repurposed). now that it's colder he'll wear nice sweaters, a coat, etc. he always looks well put together, even though he probably doesn't have to dress so formally here in beacon. at the moment he needs a hair cut, if anyone icly wants to take on that task... he's got a perpetual 5 o'clock shadow thing going, too. physically, he's incredibly muscular. he hasn't been shirtless since the intro but i promise the abs are still there. he's got a lot of scars, too, though he usually so covered that'd be hard for someone to notice. don't worry about it, blind guys probably accidentally stab themselves all the time!!! SOUND matt is super soft-spoken, almost all the time. quiet enough that people usually have to lean in to hear him, which he definitely does on purpose. he does not have much of an accent, even though he's from NYC. usually his speaking voice isn't particularly emotional, very pleasant, he laughs easily. when he's angry he can get louder, but you should really be scared once he starts hissing. here he is whispering about the devil w his priest. SCENT the one word you could use to describe him is probably Clean. he is always Clean, unless he was working out or doing some secret parkour, and even then he'd probably clean himself up before he's around for anyone to notice. he doesn't wear aftershave or cologne, but he smells nice just from incredibly meticulous grooming. and i mean meticulous. for the very astute, he might smell a bit like whiskey, earthy bc he's a plant dad. probably a bit like elektra's perfume these days... MISC. matt usually keeps his distance from others, he likes a personal space bubble. he might pop up with weird bruises that he never bothers to explain. he doesn't swear very often. he fidgets sadly when he's upset.

[pure_havoc]

Bucky speaks Mandarin? HELLO!

[worthallthis]

He speaks a shit ton of languages (it's thought that when he lists the stats of the other experimental soldier group in Civil War, and he lists that they speak 30 languages, he was in fact just listing his own stats). Though his Mandarin is like. Prolly from the 1970s or something? So they may or may not be able to really communicate, given Cao Pi's time period XD

If it's close enough to be compatible to modern Chinese, though, it's probable that he is in fact speaking it at Cao Pi right now. He always tries to speak the same language as his conversational companions. I just don't know if it's close enough to be compatible.

[pure_havoc]

Well now I just have something fun to look up - the linguistic differences between Old Han and 20th century Mandarin. If he can read it as well, at least they should be able to communicate in writing. The spoken word may shift but the characters are probably much closer.

[worthallthis]

I'm pretty sure writing also autotranslates, but I also like the idea of Bucky making like... pretty Chinese caligraphy notes out of intel, too XD It's kinda hilarious

[pure_havoc]

Do it he's craving good old fashioned ink and brush notes passed around!

[worthallthis]

Cao Pi will have to request it XD I don't think it would occur to Bucky to do anything but find him in person to report.

[mind_blown]

JASON TODD AGE/BIRTHDAY: laughs in comics. He's 19-22, I went with 19 here. He's the most Leo of Leos with an August 16th birthday. HEIGHT: 6'1 WEIGHT: 200-210 GENDER: Male MARITAL STATUS: Single (but also a THOT under the right circumstances) HAIR: Black EYES: Blue ORIGIN: Earth, Gotham. LANGUAGE: English, as his native. And from the wiki: French, German, Italian, Portuguese and various others with Russian being his weakest VISION So honestly, Jason SHOULD cut a pretty intimidating figure. He is obviously very tall and ripped. And while clothing might hide the full extent of how ripped he is, it's impossible not to notice. If you ever get the chance to see him shirtless, he is covered in battle scars that are various levels of faded. But most importantly, he has burn scars all over his body that are... mostly faded. Point is, he's been through a lot and it's impossible to divorce how reckless he is as a person with his job. SOUND Jensen Ackles voices him in the Under the Red Hood cartoon, but Troy Baker voices him in the Arkham Knight series. Now, this particular Jason is not Arkham Knight levels of messed up but... Well, comparison of voices: Ackles Baker Troy Baker captures that Jason can turn very quickly on a dime emotionally, while Ackles gets closer to the Jersey brogue I picture him talking with (albeit a little too deep for him). So. Clear as mud, right? SCENT If Jason's trying to put on an air, or pretend he is actually a rich heir, he'll wear cologne. But he finds that type of act pretty gauche in Beacon where it's not really necessary and he feels zero impetus to actually impress anyone. So, most likely he's going to smell like the outdoors, probably basic soap, or blood, depending on if it's right after a major fight. He tends to not really fight in a way that shows he's concerned about his safety. MISC. His voice is one thing, but his speaking style shifts. If he's in a bad mood, he'll tend to default back to street talking, very what he was used to on the streets of Gotham. If he's in a good mood, he might tend more towards sarcasm and jokiness. Unfortunately, he doesn't have Dick's penchant for puns, and is doing his damnedest to act like he's clever anyway. Maybe also on a bad day, you'll see his emotional mask slip and it'll be pretty obvious that he's got pretty low self esteem. Otherwise, he's gonna work it.

[techtype]

Prompto Argentum AGE/BIRTHDAY: 20 (October 25th, Scorpio) HEIGHT: 5'8" (173 cm) WEIGHT: 145 lbs (65.8 kg) GENDER: Male MARITAL STATUS: Single HAIR: Blond EYES: Blue-violet ORIGIN: Eos (planet); technically his birth country is Niflheim, but he grew up in the city of Insomnia in Lucis LANGUAGE: Lucian? Possibly snippets of Japanese, Italian, and French. Eos is weird. VISION Skinny boy who's mostly muscle. Prompto would like to be much more muscular than he is, but his genetics have vetoed that, giving him the ability to either have slightly noticeable muscle or very noticeable fat. He tends to slouch when standing still, making himself seem even shorter than he really is. His skin is very pale and covered with freckles, a majority being concentrated on his face, arms, and neck. Here's a good picture of said freckles. Whenever gel is available, he tries to keep his hair up in a kind of fauxhawk, but otherwise it looks more like this. (Also his official game model has black eyelashes, but I assume that's an attempt by programmers to have his eyes stand out from his face better and being naturally blond, he probably also has blond eyelashes.) His favored clothing style is low-key punk, and he enjoys splashes of color, especially red, green, and yellow. If he's wearing any shirt shorter than long-sleeved, he always wears either a wristband or something tied around his right wrist to hide a large barcode tattoo there. He has a few faint scars from battle, scratches and such, but he also has a large bite scar on his left thigh and several smaller ones going down his left leg. SOUND Prompto's voice is either kind of obnoxious or kind of adorable, depending on who you ask. It's on the higher-pitched end, and it jumps higher if he's upset or scared. His speech is super casual and peppered with jokes, random offhand comments, and occasionally whatever he happens to be thinking about at the time. Here are a few examples of dialogue and battle quotes. SCENT Probably soap and hair gel. He doesn't really wear cologne or anything, but he showers regularly. He tries to visit the Bonfire regularly, so he likely also smells slightly toasty on a regular basis. MISC. Prompto is an excellent marksman, but is farsighted and needs reading glasses. He doesn't like how he looks in them, though, so he tries to make do without whenever he can. His lantern is very colorful! Also, Prompto tends to move around a lot if he's allowed to. This means pacing, fidgeting, shifting from one foot to the other, tapping on things, messing with nearby objects, etc. This habit gets worse if he's nervous, as does his general clumsiness.

[webshoots]

if u think that peter hasn't made fun of any hint of jersey at least once



well


you are wrong

Klaes Ashford

[patriotnow]

Klaes Ashford AGE/BIRTHDAY: 70 HEIGHT: 6' WEIGHT: approx. 165 lbs GENDER: Male MARITAL STATUS: Single HAIR: White EYES: One brown, one gray ORIGIN: Asteroid Belt LANGUAGE: Belter Creole, English VISION Ashford's build is lean and narrow but muscular. In a way, he has the build of a solid tree branch and is just as gnarled considering the burn scarring that covers a third of his body from the right side of his face down to his right arm and torso. He walks with a stiff gait, likely the result of years of injuries as well as age, and is rarely ever seen wearing anything other than his black OPA uniform. As for tattoos, a clear indicator of Belter origins, Ashford has the black ring on his neck as well as a star on the inside of his left ear. SOUND Audio Sample Ashford speaks with a heavy Belter accent and frequently inserts entire Belter words or phrases into his speech. This makes his cadence gruff and often unclear, with words flowing freely into each other, often with little distinction between one word's end and the other's beginning and often with large parts of words disappearing into another entirely. SCENT Ashford does not wear cologne. He smells primarily of machinery grease with a sight touch of the chemical treatment for the fabric that makes his uniform. It is not unusual for a whiff of whiskey to sneak in the mix as well. MISC. His age and thin frame are misleading. Ashford has been proven time and again to be an adept and powerful opponent in hand-to-hand combat and he is a highly skilled marksman.