Post by Reede on Dec 10, 2016 14:17:13 GMT -5
Not a character sheet. Screw character sheets. But here's their current physical description, from RP:
Looking at the twins just then, here is what one would see:
They gave the impression of being tall, but it was in reality the promise that they would be tall. There was a particular sort of length that developed in boys in their middle teen years that said there's more of this to come, and it said it whether the onlooker knew, for example, that the boys had tall parents or not. The present truth was that they both stood nine inches over five feet tall, and the future truth of them was like their shadows, trailing long behind them away from the sun, stretching a bit longer than they were, and filling them out a little too.
Young as they were, much of the impression of them was all about potentials. This potential to be tall men. The potential to be broad-shouldered and sleek-muscled throughout. The potential for youthful fleet swiftness to gain fiber and tensile strength, like vines twining about thin trees, binding to their bones in adulthood. They weren't skinny, but neither did they seem quite completed.
So: they shared black eyes, and dark hair. The one with the clear spectacles had truly black hair; the one with the dark glasses had a hint of brown in his in this light, and something odd and bright red and small behind his right ear. They shared that height, and a slim sense of fitness beneath their clothing. Under long dark wool overcoats, they both wore neat, tailored grey tweed suits, complete with waistcoats and watch chains. Their shoes were shined and their gloves supple. They both had only the faintest tans, like they didn't call on the daylight hours with any great regularity. Both lacked a hat--perhaps the main thing, aside from absolutely whiskerless jawlines and upper lips, that would have those who saw them classify them as "boys" still.
Looking at the twins just then, here is what one would see:
They gave the impression of being tall, but it was in reality the promise that they would be tall. There was a particular sort of length that developed in boys in their middle teen years that said there's more of this to come, and it said it whether the onlooker knew, for example, that the boys had tall parents or not. The present truth was that they both stood nine inches over five feet tall, and the future truth of them was like their shadows, trailing long behind them away from the sun, stretching a bit longer than they were, and filling them out a little too.
Young as they were, much of the impression of them was all about potentials. This potential to be tall men. The potential to be broad-shouldered and sleek-muscled throughout. The potential for youthful fleet swiftness to gain fiber and tensile strength, like vines twining about thin trees, binding to their bones in adulthood. They weren't skinny, but neither did they seem quite completed.
So: they shared black eyes, and dark hair. The one with the clear spectacles had truly black hair; the one with the dark glasses had a hint of brown in his in this light, and something odd and bright red and small behind his right ear. They shared that height, and a slim sense of fitness beneath their clothing. Under long dark wool overcoats, they both wore neat, tailored grey tweed suits, complete with waistcoats and watch chains. Their shoes were shined and their gloves supple. They both had only the faintest tans, like they didn't call on the daylight hours with any great regularity. Both lacked a hat--perhaps the main thing, aside from absolutely whiskerless jawlines and upper lips, that would have those who saw them classify them as "boys" still.