|| Geoffrey Allan ||
"Don't mistake my silence for weakness."
|| Theme Songs ||
Normal|| Victory | The Silent Comedy
Fighting|| Son of Sam | Shinedown
Emotional|| Pour Me | Hollywood Undead
|| Full Name ||
Inspector Geoffrey Lee Allan
|| Age ||
28
|| Gender ||
Male
|| Sexuality ||
Heterosexual
|| Role ||
Inspector 3
|| Face Claim ||
Loki | Avengers
Inspector Geoffrey Lee Allan
|| Age ||
28
|| Gender ||
Male
|| Sexuality ||
Heterosexual
|| Role ||
Inspector 3
|| Face Claim ||
Loki | Avengers
|| Hair Color ||
Sable Black
|| Eye Color ||
Sage Green
|| Skin Tone ||
Fair
|| Height ||
5'9"
|| Weight ||
168 lbs
|| Appearance ||
Geoff is an averagely handsome man of the nondescript variety. A ragged mess of black hair sits upon his head, always pushed back out of his eyes that he can see. The back of his mane falls to his shoulders where it sits like a crow. His eyes are a brilliant green color, perhaps the only color the man entirely possesses. Otherwise, he is a man of grey scale nature. He is a fair figure with unblemished skin, which paints a stark contrast with his hair and his preference for dark suits. A marble mask sits on his face which betrays no emotions other than the ones he want. His features are sharp and angular period with a staring gaze.
He's not a tall man either, but neither is he short. He sits at a comfortable middling at having to not look up nor down at people often. He's not what one would call built either, but the again neither is he all skin and bones. Fibers of muscle and sinew crisscross underneath his skin, drawing a road map of where he's all been. He is a person of a completely average nature, as all the stark extremes were spent on his coloration. This does not give him an intimidating appearance, nor even a particularly strong one, not that Geoff minds. The notions of manliness are wasted on him, he is simply what he needs to be.
Business-like is perhaps the best way to describe Geoff. He is one who would rather sit and thing rather than act brashly and it shows. He is a pair of glasses away from giving off a librarian like vibe. He is always seen to be dressed in various dress suits and ties, all impeccably neat. When he's feeling particularly fancy, he even dons a green scarf, adding another splash of color to his stark contrast. He walks with a slow deliberate pace, and his eyes cast around like a hawk's, searching for the next clue or hint for the case at hand.
|| Personality ||
Thoughtful, Geoff is the man who tends to think before he acts or speaks. He is in possession of a deliberate nature, no word nor action is wasted. Everything he does contributes to a desired effect. This of course has an effect of giving him a slow calculating pace. Otherwise, Geoff is a quite man of little words. He's perpetually calm and collected without a temper to speak of. Say and do whatever you want to him and you will never extract a rise out of him. The most you'll get is a cold hard stare leveled your way. If it's especially egregious, you'll get a comment stating such. This gives him the patience of a saint, and he will wait to time's end if he thinks the outcome is worth it.
This being said, somehow Geoff doesn't give the impression of an apathetic individual. He cares about things and people, it's just that drawing these emotions to the surface is difficult, and getting him to actually act like it is a lesson in futility. He has no problem speaking his mind, it's just off-putting when he's telling someone he likes them in an emotionless tone and an empty look affixed to his face. He has a beating heart underneath all the layers of stone. Surprisingly, Geoff is a closet idealist. The ideas of justice, peace, and happiness are enticing, though believes that they aren't for him. He would always attempt to do the right thing if it's not also the stupid thing to do.
Geoff is an intelligent man and puts the inspect in the Inspector. He runs crime scenes like a well oiled machine, and not much escapes his view. Even the most gruesome of crime scenes don't faze him. He'll simply glance and get to work without a word said. Even then, his intelligence is apparent in his speech-- when he speaks. His dialect is a learned one with intelligent diction and enunciation. It's only due to his subdued accent that marks it as his second language, the first being the Queen's English. He's quick with his wits and has the critical thinking to boot. A bit of a surprise, but Geoff has the empathy to put himself in the criminal's shoes, to analyze and deduce the reasoning behind most lowly criminals. The Artist, however, is one of the ones who's head he cannot enter-- for better or worse.
This sings of a man who has everything in his life together. This is far from the truth. Geoff is an alcoholic, and those night when he does sleep, he sleeps in a drunken stupor. It's his coping mechanism, it's how he deals with his day to day. He stares into the darkest hearts of man, and he leaves a bit of himself every time he does. He is a man who's faith in humanity is steadily decline, and the drink is an attempt to put a blurry filter on what is and let's him see what could be more clearly. It's his dark secret, and one he keeps locked away under lock and key. He lets enough of it out so that others would only think that he simply enjoys his whiskey, not that he needs it. He's got it under control enough so that he doesn't drink on the job, but once Geoff stops being an inspector, the flask comes out.
|| Likes ||
+ Alcohol
+ Smoking
+ Order
+ Puzzles
+ Music
+ Cats
|| Dislikes ||
- Silence
- Being Cold
- Being Hot
- Being Uncomfortable
- Criminals
- The Dominator
|| Weakness ||
Slow | Inspector Allan is an incredibly methodical person and tends to take his time when working. This makes him slow to act, rather taking the time to think things out before actually doing anything.
Weakness | Weakness is Geoff's weakness, as in he's not as strong as another man of his size. He is not a fighter, warrior, or other synonyms of such. He can be thrown like a wet paper sack if pressed into one on one combat.
Quiet | Geoff is exceedingly quiet, only speaking when needing to, or spoken to. He does not initiate conversations, nor does he make "small talk".
|| Personal Strengths ||
Intelligent | Geoff is in possession of quite the intellect. This allows him to see details others would miss, put him in the boots of the criminals, or otherwise just makes him a walking encyclopedia.
Thoughtful | All that time he takes to think things over pays off. Geoff is a man of little waste, accomplishing his goals with the minimum amount of required effort. He has thought all the possibly ways an incident could go down, and chose the simplest of them.
Clever | Pragmatic and adaptable, Geoff sometimes employs odd tactics that still somehow get the job done
|| Personal Weakness ||
Alcoholism | Geoff is stricken with the demon drink and he's ashamed of the fact. He's able to control it enough that he won't drink on the job, but anywhere and everywhere else is fair game. He tries to downplay his addiction as much as he can, so others will only think of it as a hobby. Truth is, he can hardly sleep if he isn't sloshed.
Idealist | Geoff desperately wants to believe in the good of people, and that the world isn't spiraling into complete and utter disarray, despite what he sees in his day to day. He believes in the notion of justice and mercy, and in the heart of men, but he's been bitten more times than he could count. It won't stop him from attempting to be a good person though.
Emotions | This is a two-fold issue for Geoff. He has them, but he doesn't know how to express them. He feels as well as the next person, maybe even more but he doesn't know how to convey these feelings. So he simply doesn't.
|| Usual Psycho-Pass Level||
35
|| Biography ||
Geoffrey Lee Allan was born to a Japanese mother and an English father. His father was a detective in London, while his mother was a student attending university to become a doctor. He only spent the first couple years of his life in England before his mother graduated the family uprooted and moved back to his Mother's home of Tokyo. While in Nursery school in London, Geoff was a fun child, always talkative, and just your average kid in general. Things started to change in Tokyo. He became closed off, quiet, and reserved, mostly because he couldn't understand the language they were speaking. The other kids didn't interact with the foreigner which only made things worse. He finally began to learn the language, but the damage was done. He grew to be a closed off, shy child.
Problems on the home front certainly didn't help matters. Only two years after the move, his parents began to argue. Arguing grew to yelling grew to hurtful things, all in front of Geoff. His mother had had enough and up and left the father and son. Geoff's father reacted by throwing himself into his work, and soon became an Inspector. Geoff meanwhile continued to go to his classes and made great marks. Not that his father seemed to care much. He soon drifted into the drink, and Geoff had all but lost his father but in name. He wasn't home often, and when he was he was either drunk or asleep. In hindsight, Geoff was lucky he turned out how he did. A lot of other kids would have lashed out in his position. He simply retreated inside.
Graduation came one day, and per usual his father was nowhere to be seen. He soon enrolled in the only thing he knew, the Tokyo Police. The parting between father and son was a quiet affair, as Geoff just silently left his father's house. He hasn't seen his father since then, but he has heard that the man retired. Other than that, Geoff doesn't even know if the man is alive or not. Geoff soon began to rise in the ranks until he became an inspector like his father. And like father like son, Geoff found a retreat in the bottle. He understand the irony of becoming what his father was, and attempts to make an effort to be a better man, but the allure of the drink is too much to resist.
He had been working a case for a couple of months. A criminal was running a smuggling operation that spread all across Japan, and it was up to Geoff to apprehend her. He studied her, knew her habits, knew her name, knew nearly everything about her that he needed to know. The only thing he couldn't do was find her. It was a game of cat and mouse, with him tirelessly searching for her. He intercepted some of her contraband, and even led raid against what he thought was her base of operations, only to leave empty handed and have another one spring up later. She was a... Difficult one to capture.
It was during what he thought was the same song and dance that he apprehended her. He was surprised, as he believed she would escape him this time as well, but Geoff had aid. Apparently there had been a schism in her organization. In the end, she had been shot leaving Geoff to drag her to the nearest hospital. Perhaps he was sentimental, perhaps he was soft, or maybe he just admired her tenacity, but instead of just leaving her there to die Geoff saved her. Suddenly, he found himself acquainted with his new enforcer.
"... And the scale turns."
