Name: Ichabod Crane Sommers (his mom was in love with Johnny Depp's character in "Sleepy Hollow")
Nickname: Icky (the negative connotation has never registered with him)
Gender/Pronoun: male/nonbinary, he/they
Age: 19
Birthday: 13 December 2004
Sign: Sagittarius Sun, Capricorn Moon, Sagittarius Rising
Gemstone: Gold topaz
Fav. Food: Pizza – by all that is holy, he loves pizza more than life itself.
Hated Food: Nothing. He'll eat anything.
School/Occupation: Waitstaff at "A Taste of Seoul" Korean Cafe. Graduated top of his class from HITS in 2022, but it can be hard to find work as an engineer when you're still technically a teenager, and needs must and all….
Hobbies: Dumpster Diving: It thoroughly amazes Ichabod the things people consider junk or trash. Computers, electronics, car parts, construction supplies… The list is seemingly endless, what people throw away. Perfectly salvageable pieces and parts! Icky will happily scavenge these things, adding them to the growing pile of junk in his backyard awaiting projects. Sometimes he will go out to the city dump to scrounge for things, but most of the time he preemptively dumpster-dives. He knows where all the good dumpsters in town are too, the ones that get the best trash. As well as dumpster diving, he will go down to the reservoir with a metal detector and play mudlark; he's found some really great stuff that way. It doesn't matter to him that he usually comes out smelling like garbage after a dumpster-diving adventure, but he doesn't care – that's what frequent showers are for.
Bodgery: Basically building something useful and functional out of junk; an offshoot of his love of dumpster diving. Icky is an inveterate tinkerer and mad DIYer. He loves taking things apart to see how they work, then putting them back together again or (more typically) rebuilding them altogether into something completely different. It's not just fun, it's educational, too, in that he invariably learns something that he can use as inspiration to create something else. He considers himself an engineer, not an artist, and the things he builds reflect this, with virtually no deliberate attempts at decoration beyond polishing the metal they're made of. However, as form follows function, his creations are aesthetically pleasing to the eye; elegantly constructed to do precisely what they are intended to do, they are beautiful in that way that only well-designed machines can be.
Virtues: Resourceful: He's constantly tinkering and working on inventions and interpretations of things he finds in books on engineering. He has a number of pet projects he's working on, when he's not in the midst of a specific project. Regardless of whether he's working for himself or someone else, he enjoys the hell out of creating something new, even if his inventions sometimes don't turn out quite as he planned. Ichabod's great at coming up with ideas on the fly for things other than inventions, too – mind you, his constructions often reflect a...
different approach to a problem, and sometimes end up answering needs that weren't in the original question. But that's okay, because often those needs are in fact problems requiring solutions that no-one has realized were problems yet.
Fiercely Principled: It's clear Ichabod wears his passions and principles on his sleeve. He is a pacifist, but he's not a wuss by any stretch of the imagination, and the passion and ferocity with which he stands up for his principles can catch one quite by surprise. His typical anger reaction is he will fiercely lecture the object of his frustration, or rant at the nearest available person if said object is unavailable, until he's vented enough steam to calm down. And if there's no-one around, he'll either go for a walk by himself around the reservoir, muttering the entire time, or head to his workshed in his parents' back yard to pound on some metal or blow something up.
Flaws: A Pollyanna: Someone who's a Pollyanna can be described as "a person characterized by irrepressible optimism and a tendency to find good in everything", and this is quite true of Ichabod. There is still a sense of childlike wonder about him (even though he considers himself an adult despite being a teenager), a tendency to look on the bright side of everything, and in truth, he is a rather naive and innocent person; he believes in the basic goodness of people, and trusts them to ultimately do the right thing. This can lead and has often led to everything from being taken ruthless advantage of (which he's too socially inept to pick up on) to much worse things, like outright betrayal of trust.
Blunt As A Hammer: He is also blunt and honest to a fault, even in circumstances where honesty isn't necessarily the best policy. Let's just say Icky can be a challenge to communicate with on a one-on-one basis, simply because there's very little bandwidth left in his brain for interpersonal interaction. He honestly doesn't know how to behave in most social situations, and what's more, he doesn't really care; it's just not something that registers on his radar enough to be concerned about. So he'll say things that may hurt or sting without really meaning to, simply because he doesn't understand that such things may in fact hurt or sting. That said, he won't mince words when he's angry, so be forewarned.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTIONEyes: Deep-set warm brown eyes with heavy dark brows and a slightly demented gleam. He uses small half-round glasses when he's reading or doing close, intricate work.
Hair: Light
ginger-blond hair, mostly straight and collar-length; he lets it do what it will do, which is sorta part itself on the left and fall long and floppy in front, though he usually keeps it out of his face with the goggles he wears while working on projects. (Like
this)
Face: Slightly spade-shaped, equipped with a slightly longish nose and a wide childlike grin. His typical expression varies between "deep in thought," "completely befuddled," and "WHEE THIS IS FUN."
Skin Tone: Generally fair but tanned from his tromps around the reservoir; something like
#f1c4a5.
Body Type: A gangly geek. Standing at about 6' or close to it, he's built like a professional cyclist, lanky, loose-limbed and wiry, with long nimble fingers and long feet that he may eventually grow into.
Clothes: When he's left to his own devices, Ichabod dresses… like he doesn't know how to dress himself. Long-sleeved henley shirts dominate his wardrobe, the sleeves usually pushed up to his elbows, along with board shorts or loose khakis rolled up to his knees. Crocs of various colors complete the picture. Usually when he's working in his shed, he'll add a white lab coat, the pocket stuffed with pens and scraps of paper and goodness knows what else. In the wintertime he wears a fleece-lined duster overcoat, old combat boots, wool socks, and a thick scarf, along with fingerless knit gloves. He rarely wears t-shirts unless it's quite warm – they're mostly gifts from people like his family. At work at the Korean cafe, he'll wear the waitstaff uniform of white dress shirt, black pants, and black Crocs. It all looks a bit rumpled regardless of what he's wearing, like he's a walking unmade bed.
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