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appearance

HEIGHT: 6'5
WEIGHT: ~350lbs. big. muscle bear body type. generous amount of fat.
EYE COLOUR: light grey
HAIR COLOUR: jet black with some greying. most visible around his temples, a grey streak growing along the front cowlick, with some little extra grey hairs littered around his temples and on his beard.
VOICE: Disco Elysium Relaxing ASMR Jean Screaming at You and Calling You a Loser

appearance notes

heavy smallpox scarring on his entire body, heaviest on his face, shoulders, hands, lower arms, lower legs, and feet, usually hidden by clothing; knuckles and cuticles show obvious signs of frequent picking; many scars across his body from RCM mishaps, with one of the most notable being a gunshot wound just above his right hip; more from harry mishaps, mostly cuts from glass bottles, with a thicker scar on his right forearm from a particularly bad one; [tw] also has an array of self-inflicted injuries such as cutting or cigarette burns across his upper arms, forearms, and thighs. some were done by harry when they were particularly fucked up together. he also has a very obvious, very gnarly scar running from wrist to elbow of his left arm. [/tw]
denouement scars/mods: missing his ring and pinky finger from his right hand. cluster tattoo on the back of his neck is an inky cap mushroom. missing left eye with claw scars running down it, no prosthetic replacement [yet] and sometimes covered with an eyepatch.
tends towards darker clothes, but doesn’t shy away entirely from colour; business-like when he's in any sort of professional setting, and whatever the fuck he pulls from his floordrobe any other time. big fan of thrift shopping and hand-me-downs for general clothing, but he makes sure his professional clothes are new, well-made, and well taken care of.
high as fuck composure stat so most things just seem to bounce off of him if they don't wither upon entering his orbit. very little emotional reaction to most things, almost no inflection in his voice to indicate mood, and generally just not very expressive at all. far more likely to be expressive around people he’s comfortable around. it can be genuinely off-putting to most people, and he’s at peace with that, but if he has enough energy for it, he might attempt to lighten up just a little. basically his affect is flat as fuck. the only flat thing about him ayooo.
very good posture maintained in professional settings, but he’s prone to slouching outside of that, which makes him look a little shorter than he is. he’s an expert at standing at full height to dissuade any bullshit people seem to be in the process of throwing his way.

other

GENDER: transgender male, masc, he/him only (no top or bottom surgery, HRT for 10+ years, easily cis-passing, completely unwilling to discuss with anyone.)
SEXUALITY: bisexual (prefers women, “out” to very, very few people, still coming to terms with his attraction to men, unwilling to discuss it with a majority of people.)

MENTAL HEALTH:

major depressive disorder (treatment-resistant, unmedicated)
substance abuse disorder (currently 1 year sober!)
complex post-traumatic stress disorder
obsessive-compulsive disorder (high obsession, less compulsion)
acquired brain injury (low impulse control, emotional dysregulation, memory problems, persistent fatigue)

HEADCANONS:

this one’s actually canon, i just didn’t have anywhere to put it: he gets cluster headaches. these happen every few months and usually happen every day for at least a month, and usually at night. intense, excruciatingly painful headaches that can last for hours and bow to no mere ibuprofen.
date of birth is APRIL 1st! because he’s a joke.
follows the perikarnassian church, but not super closely. just some traditions regarding death.

to expand on this for those interested: love is the key to immortality. loving people and being loved by people ensures you live on through memories and stories of you. death still comes with grief, but funerals are treated more like cheering on people in a race than a time to weep. also involves shaving the head in mourning.

he's afraid of dogs. the bigger they are, the more likely he is to visibly freak out. he tries not to enter places he knows dogs might be.
he crunches any pills he takes like they're candy. it's horrible to witness but he doesn't have time to go get water or whatever. he also thinks it's funny to see how much people hate it.
half graadian, half revacholian. that’s a fancy way of saying he’s a french slav. lived in graad until he was 9, but lived around other graadian immigrants in revachol and has a good grasp on the culture and language (which he also spoke primarily at home). growing up around immigrants in general gave him a half-decent grasp on mesque (spanish) too, but he’s not entirely fluent. actually pretty bad at english, but denny gave him a bump to his ability to use it.

because graad is an insane mix of all the balto-slavic countries, it’s difficult to pin a language down for it, so for a bit of ease on my part, any graadian will be represented through ukrainian since i have a guy i can bother for translations there lol.
he defaults to speaking suresne, which is elysium’s version of french. french speakers will understand him for the most part, but there’s an obvious difference in dialect that might cause some confusion at times.
his suresne and english both get worse the more upset he gets, which is when the graadian jumps out. he’ll just start yelling at you in graadian after a certain point. he doesn’t give a shit if you understand him or not.

i cannot emphasise his commitment to the bit enough. it's at the point where he's involved in so many bits that he's effectively just irony-poisoned and can't tell where a bit ends and his genuine existence begins. his favourite is giving obviously extremely fake names, or just giving other peoples' names as his own (even if they're right next to him. especially when they're right next to him), and a close second is absolutely atrocious disguises that he refuses to acknowledge either as disguises, as shitty, or at all. his third favourite is gaslighting people about which bits did or didn't happen.

skills

jean has skills that talk to him! they’re similar to stats in any ttrpg (i think. i’ve never played a ttrpg.) where they passively offer input on situations or actively help in small ways. each stat does a dice roll to see if it will actually help in a given situation, or if it will make him look like a stupid asshole. really, it’s all just flavour text to explain some of his thought processes. clustermates, mind links, or anyone who can read minds will be able to hear them. intentional mind reading may make them sound clearer. but why would you want to listen to these assholes anyway. they do not sound like jean, but they do sound like jean’s original voice (dot major in this video).

jean’s skills aren’t direct copies of harry’s, but there are some similarities.

SAVANT: combination of logic, rhetoric, and encyclopedia, the spinning cogs of the mind that allow him to detect or die.
FRATERNITÉ: combination of empathy, esprit de corps, and suggestion. social skills, if you can call them those. work the room.
PRECIPICE: combination of endurance, pain threshold, and half-light. the body as a finely tuned machine, be it predator or prey.
PANACHE: combination of hand/eye coordination, reaction speed, savoir faire, and interfacing. those are some damn fine and incredibly gross motor skills.
HISTRIONIQUES: drama. the ability to put on a show and know when others are.
RECUL: visual calculus. see exactly where you went wrong in excruciating detail.
JE NE SAIS QUOIS: conceptualisation/inland empire. see art in the world. squint and turn your head a little and it’ll make sense.
TÉNACITÉ: volition. every morning wake up with hope and at night fall asleep at the end of your rope.
POUVOIR: authority. make them squirm, because the only alternative is letting them question you.
ENTRAÎNEUR: physical instrument. coach says if i stop being a pussy about running on a broken leg, he’ll stop calling me a pussy.
MANQUE: electrochemistry. there’s nothing some substance abuse and other such debauchery can’t fix.
WILD PALE YONDER: shivers. denouement herself speaks to you, if you don’t mind the consequences of listening.
POUILLEUX: perception/shivers. know the city like the back of your hand, in the same way all street rats do.
SANS CŒUR: composure. put that flat affect to work.

A NOTE ABOUT MANQUE: manque is the intrusive thoughts skill, just not the tiktok kind of intrusive thoughts. it’s a detrimentally horny drug addict and all it wants is to abuse substances and get laid–really do anything it can to get some dopamine. jean typically doesn’t want to be thinking the thoughts that manque expresses, but it’s a particularly loud skill. it often talks about wanting to fuck people or tries to convince jean that other people want to fuck him. just because manque says it doesn’t mean it’s true or that i expect anything to come from it.