Player Name: AC E-mail: n/a Preferred Contact: PM this journal or AC#7235 on Discord Timezone: Central US Current Characters in Victory Road: Sion Astal, Shrike
Character Name: Geddoe Series: Suikoden III Timeline: Post-game, Hugo as Flame Champion route Canon Resource Links:Fan wiki with basic info
Personality: At a glance, Geddoe is very much a mercenary. Unsociable, highly skilled and proficient at his work, and possessing a stubborn streak that could stretch from Harmonia to the coast of Zexen. He doesn't usually talk much, and when he does he rarely minces words, apparently preferring to not to get too cozy with anyone. Even so, there's no question he's good at what he does, having a high reputation as a mercenary, so much so that his teammates are perfectly willing to overlook prickly attitude and trust him implicitly.
Of course, that's just what one might see on the surface, and there's far more to Geddoe than meets the eye. He's also quite observant and almost surprisingly diplomatic, quite capable of maintaining good relations with highly-placed contacts, mediating a treaty negotiation, or offering the proper greeting to a tribe that is rarely known by outsiders. While he may at times decline to explain his reasoning, or simply take action without cluing in his teammates as to why he's going the exact opposite direction of an alleged lead, he still generally acts on carefully thought through judgment. That said, while normally fairly calm and level-headed, he does possess a temper, especially when confronted with things like blatant hypocrisy, and has lashed out without warning on occasion when someone crossed a line. This combined with his stubbornness also means he can be prone to holding grudges, with one noteworthy example featuring a grudge that outlived the person he held it against.
Deep at heart, though, Geddoe is a fiercely loyal person who cares deeply for his friends, as well as an idealist who highly values personal freedom. However, as the bearer of a True Rune he's also a man marked by profound personal loss and a powerful secret, causing him to distance himself and be slow to open up to others. He doesn't trust on a personal level easily or quickly, and it takes patience, persistence, and often having some similar experiences to even begin to get through to him.
Oh, and he absolutely hates being put in the spotlight. Seriously, just drag him onto a stage or shove him in front of a crowd to speak and watch him clam up even more than usual...
Pokémon Information Affiliation: Trainer Starter: Helioptile Password: Atomic Fireball
The idea of other worlds that operated differently is by no means novel to Geddoe. What is novel, however, is suddenly finding himself in one of them. Not that he had much time to think about it at first, given the frankly bizarre behavior of the first woman he happened to meet. Which is how he soon found himself standing outside in a village or small town of some sort, in what appeared to be early winter, holding an obnoxiously yellow satchel that apparently belongs to him now.
Suffice it to say he's more than a little bewildered at the moment.
Not that Geddoe will let that stop him for long. After blinking once or twice, he turns his attention to surveying his surroundings. The style of architecture is unfamiliar; he can't match it to any place he knows of, at least. The people of the town seem oddly unbothered by the stranger suddenly in their midst, and he decides to forgo asking questions of them for now in favor of looking around first. At least it's easy enough to find the edge of town and a relevant signpost identifying it, at which point, now safely away from potential prying eyes, he takes a moment to address the other thing that's been nagging at him from the moment he arrived.
His back to the road leading out of town, he pulls the thick glove off of his right hand, looking at the back of it. Sure enough, the lightning bolt-shaped mark is still there. Closing his eye, he focuses... And, nothing. It may as well be a mere tattoo for all the lack of, well, anything that happens. That's very odd, but not critical as far as he can tell so far.
Tugging the glove back on, Geddoe turns his attention to the contents of the satchel instead. Clothing, basic supplies, some bottles of contents he doesn't recognize and so on. Upon finding a printed manual of some sort, he starts quickly skimming through it, then abruptly pauses in his reading to dig through the bag's contents again. This time he pulls a red and white ball, and after another glance at the manual, shrugs to himself and tosses it into the air.
Almost immediately it hinges open, shooting a beam of light at the ground that coalesces into the form of a yellow and black, floppy-eared(?) lizard-like... thing. That promptly gazed up at him and chirped a greeting, before cocking its head while waiting for a reply. Geddoe stares for a moment or two, his single eye blinking, before deciding to go ahead to test and see if he's understanding things correctly.
"Come on," he says simply, turning to start off down the path out of town, then glancing back after taking a few steps. Sure enough, the lizard thing is scrambling along behind, its gaze still largely fixed on him.
Well, that answers that question, and with a thoughtful "hmm" to himself Geddoe continues on, lizard thing in tow and booklet in hand as he tries to piece together just what's going on.
Geddoe | Suikoden III
Name: AC
E-mail: n/a
Preferred Contact: PM this journal or AC#7235 on Discord
Timezone: Central US
Current Characters in Victory Road: Sion Astal, Shrike
Character
Name: Geddoe
Series: Suikoden III
Timeline: Post-game, Hugo as Flame Champion route
Canon Resource Links: Fan wiki with basic info
Personality: At a glance, Geddoe is very much a mercenary. Unsociable, highly skilled and proficient at his work, and possessing a stubborn streak that could stretch from Harmonia to the coast of Zexen. He doesn't usually talk much, and when he does he rarely minces words, apparently preferring to not to get too cozy with anyone. Even so, there's no question he's good at what he does, having a high reputation as a mercenary, so much so that his teammates are perfectly willing to overlook prickly attitude and trust him implicitly.
Of course, that's just what one might see on the surface, and there's far more to Geddoe than meets the eye. He's also quite observant and almost surprisingly diplomatic, quite capable of maintaining good relations with highly-placed contacts, mediating a treaty negotiation, or offering the proper greeting to a tribe that is rarely known by outsiders. While he may at times decline to explain his reasoning, or simply take action without cluing in his teammates as to why he's going the exact opposite direction of an alleged lead, he still generally acts on carefully thought through judgment. That said, while normally fairly calm and level-headed, he does possess a temper, especially when confronted with things like blatant hypocrisy, and has lashed out without warning on occasion when someone crossed a line. This combined with his stubbornness also means he can be prone to holding grudges, with one noteworthy example featuring a grudge that outlived the person he held it against.
Deep at heart, though, Geddoe is a fiercely loyal person who cares deeply for his friends, as well as an idealist who highly values personal freedom. However, as the bearer of a True Rune he's also a man marked by profound personal loss and a powerful secret, causing him to distance himself and be slow to open up to others. He doesn't trust on a personal level easily or quickly, and it takes patience, persistence, and often having some similar experiences to even begin to get through to him.
Oh, and he absolutely hates being put in the spotlight. Seriously, just drag him onto a stage or shove him in front of a crowd to speak and watch him clam up even more than usual...
Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Trainer
Starter: Helioptile
Password: Atomic Fireball
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Victory Road Sample:
The idea of other worlds that operated differently is by no means novel to Geddoe. What is novel, however, is suddenly finding himself in one of them. Not that he had much time to think about it at first, given the frankly bizarre behavior of the first woman he happened to meet. Which is how he soon found himself standing outside in a village or small town of some sort, in what appeared to be early winter, holding an obnoxiously yellow satchel that apparently belongs to him now.
Suffice it to say he's more than a little bewildered at the moment.
Not that Geddoe will let that stop him for long. After blinking once or twice, he turns his attention to surveying his surroundings. The style of architecture is unfamiliar; he can't match it to any place he knows of, at least. The people of the town seem oddly unbothered by the stranger suddenly in their midst, and he decides to forgo asking questions of them for now in favor of looking around first. At least it's easy enough to find the edge of town and a relevant signpost identifying it, at which point, now safely away from potential prying eyes, he takes a moment to address the other thing that's been nagging at him from the moment he arrived.
His back to the road leading out of town, he pulls the thick glove off of his right hand, looking at the back of it. Sure enough, the lightning bolt-shaped mark is still there. Closing his eye, he focuses... And, nothing. It may as well be a mere tattoo for all the lack of, well, anything that happens. That's very odd, but not critical as far as he can tell so far.
Tugging the glove back on, Geddoe turns his attention to the contents of the satchel instead. Clothing, basic supplies, some bottles of contents he doesn't recognize and so on. Upon finding a printed manual of some sort, he starts quickly skimming through it, then abruptly pauses in his reading to dig through the bag's contents again. This time he pulls a red and white ball, and after another glance at the manual, shrugs to himself and tosses it into the air.
Almost immediately it hinges open, shooting a beam of light at the ground that coalesces into the form of a yellow and black, floppy-eared(?) lizard-like... thing. That promptly gazed up at him and chirped a greeting, before cocking its head while waiting for a reply. Geddoe stares for a moment or two, his single eye blinking, before deciding to go ahead to test and see if he's understanding things correctly.
"Come on," he says simply, turning to start off down the path out of town, then glancing back after taking a few steps. Sure enough, the lizard thing is scrambling along behind, its gaze still largely fixed on him.
Well, that answers that question, and with a thoughtful "hmm" to himself Geddoe continues on, lizard thing in tow and booklet in hand as he tries to piece together just what's going on.