dendarii: (half pint of trouble)
"This is the office of Ambassador Miles Naismith Vorkosigan. Leave me a message and I'll get right back with you.

Or, if this is an emergency, come bang on my door until I wake up."

He has helpfully provided an address in Nonah for a cozy office downtown. Go ahead, bang on the door; he's in the apartment just upstairs.
dendarii: (Default)
"This is Miles. Leave a message and I'll respond to you at my earliest convenience."
dendarii: (good point)
Got any feedback for my playing? Feel free to drop me a line! I only ask that you try to address issues as they come up, if possible - I'd rather fix smaller problems before they become larger ones.

This post applies for both MoM and Atlas. Please specify which game you are referring to when critiquing.

Anon is on, screening is not. Comments will be screened upon request.
dendarii: (half pint of trouble)
whatcha gonna do
dendarii: (half pint of trouble)
CHARACTER NAME: Miles Naismith Vorkosigan
CHARACTER SERIES: Vorkosigan Saga

STATS/DESCRIPTION

Name: Miles Vorkosigan / Admiral Naismith (either way, "Miles" is fine)
PB: Burn Gorman. Facetwin antics (should they arise) are welcome and encouraged.
Height: 4'9" / 145 cm
Build: Slim and a bit crooked. Surgery has fixed most of his back issues but not all of them. His bones are made from synthetic material comparable in strength to regular human bone.
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Gray
Age: 28, but hellishly lined by now. He's had a rough life.
Other: Miles is covered in a plethora of surgery scars from head to toe, the biggest of which being a web of scars along his neck and lower (though the suit hides most of them).

Also, despite what he says, Miles is NOT a clone. Anyone who has the scientific knowhow to detect that is free to call him on that particular bluff. In general, assume that Miles is a reasonably smooth liar (though anyone is welcome to see through him whenever they like).


[OOC]
This is the permissions list for OOC (out of character), activity.
Answer the following questions with "yes" or "no", as well as additional information if desired.

Backtagging: Totally okay. I'm not 100% at picking up, but if you ask me to continue a thread I am always down with it.
Threadhopping: Hell yes! Best at top levels, but I'm okay with interruptions too.
Fourthwalling: If your character would know, but I sincerely doubt Miles' canon is well known enough for this. Keep info vague and don't spoil future books!
Offensive subjects (elaborate): None that don't fall under "don't be a dick."

[IC]
This is the permissions list for IC (in-character), activity.
Answer the following questions with "yes" or "no", as well as additional information if desired. With IC permissions, it's a good idea to elaborate on what other players can expect from your character if they choose to do any of the following:

Hugging this character: Always. Miles loves hugs.
Kissing this character: Also great! Miles loves kisses even more.
Flirting with this character: Please. Miles' canon love life is hilarious. Please contribute to it.
Fighting with this character: ALSO FANTASTIC. Just note that Miles has bodyguards and word tends to get around.
Injuring this character (include limits and severity): Completely fine. Please talk to me first if we're getting anywhere above, say, a broken bone. Generally, though, I love getting this idiot into trouble.
Killing this character: Nnnnot in Atlas unless I'm planning on dropping.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Absolutely fine. Just note that Miles is noisy and canonically good at frustrating truth serums, etc.

Warnings: VKS is a pretty dark canon overall. I'll happily shy away from any topics that you don't want to get into, but common themes of the series include: infanticide, ableism, suicide, sexism (referenced as a negative), rape/sexual assault, etc.


Get your own copy of the IC/OOC Permissions meme!
dendarii: (frakkingcylon 189)
STATS/DESCRIPTION

Name: Miles Vorkosigan / Admiral Naismith (either way, "Miles" is fine)
PB: Burn Gorman. Yes, this is the same actor as Hermann Gottlieb. I'm perfectly fine with the two characters being mixed up as long as Hermann's player is too.
Height: 4'8"
Build: Slim and rather crooked. He has a visible hunchback and metal braces on his legs. Due to his fragile bones, he's even lighter than he looks.
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Gray
Age: 20, but looks a bit old for his age. Could be anywhere from 20 to 30 just looking at him.
Other: Miles is covered in a plethora of surgery scars from head to toe, mostly centered around his bones. Due to the teratogenic damage he suffered, his bones are extremely brittle and break even with a small amount of pressure.

Also, despite what he says, Miles is NOT a clone. Anyone who has the scientific knowhow to detect that is free to call him on that particular bluff. In general, assume that Miles is a reasonably smooth liar (though anyone is welcome to see through him whenever they like).

OOC

backtagging: Hell yes! I also encourage poking me for tags because I tend to wander off sometimes.
fourthwalling: Yyyyyyes but only in vague terms. Don't spoil future books unless you're a castmate, and don't give him his life story in the first thread.
offensive subjects: Probably nothing.

IC

hugging this character: Go for it! Miles likes hugs.
kissing this character: And he definitely likes kisses. :3
flirting with this character: Prepare for flirting back.
fighting with this character: Yes, totally! Be advised that any remotely decent hit will break something. This is normal for him. We can play it however you want, though - serious pain or a comedic "oh fuck not again."
injuring this character: Oh yes, I expect this this to happen constantly.
killing this character: Yes, but warn me first so I can clear with CR.
using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Hahahaha oh yes. Two warnings though: Miles canonly resists interrogation extremely well and will recite Shakespeare in his head at you if he thinks you're listening, and b) he has a telepathic link to Gregor Vorbarra! This is fairly obvious to any telepath peeking in.
dendarii: (Default)
[ Miles Vorkosigan cuts an unusual figure even under the most extraordinary circumstances: tiny and somewhat hunchbacked, his curved spine obvious even beneath his custom-cut Imperial Security green military uniform. Unless you're bitty like him (and he's met few adults below his height of 4'8"), he likely comes up to your shoulder or a little lower.

There is, however, a manic energy to the man that makes him fill up more than his physical space. Sharp, penetrating gray eyes take in the world around him as great refreshing gulps of information. Depending on the situation, he may be taking in you as well. ]


A - Canon

[ In his case, you suddenly find yourself in an empty and rather old-fashioned looking house. Old-fashioned except for the high tech consoles installed in various areas, anyway, and if one looks out the window a relatively sci-fi-esque view can be seen interspersed with vaguely Russian architecture. Miles looks up, startled by your sudden appearance. ]

I'm sorry, have we met?

[ In other words, how the hell did you just waltz into the Vorkosoigan House without him being alerted by the guards? Visiting his father or mother, maybe? That's the only thing coming to mind. ]

B - Mask or Menace

[ Staring, Miles can deal with. It's depressingly normal and almost comforting, given the circumstances. But having people approach him like some kind of celebrity is damned unsettling. It feels like some awful combination of being both Lord Vorkosigan and Admiral Naismith at the same time ... which is technically true, but he's not enough at ease with himself to cross those wires just yet.

Speaking of which. He fixes a brilliant smile on his face as his confident swagger threatens to knock over anyone within a five meter radius of him. The space operatic Admiral Naismith persona in full force and practically spilling over. After all, when faced with a wall, Miles tends to charge right the hell on through. First obstacle to be defeated: finding out what the hell is going on and why his head is feeling strangely full all of a sudden.

He's about twenty or so, though with a face like his he could be anywhere between early twenties and early thirties. The tell-tale import barcode flickers at his wrist; he hasn't quite realized what that means for himself or anyone else. In a remarkably flat, pseudo-American accent: ]


You know, I think I've gotten myself lost. Any chance you're more familiar with this place?

[ Heropa is where he's come out first, but by now he could be in any of the Porter cities. ]
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