▷ the basics
▶ CANON: Discworld
▶ PLAYED BY: Robert DeNiro
▶ FULL NAME: His Grace, His Excellency, the Duke of Ankh, Commander Sir Samuel Vimes
▶ NICKNAME(S): Old Stoneface, Vetinari's Terrier, the Butcher of Ankh-Morpork*, Blackboard Monitor Vimes**
*You kill one bandit in a snowy pass outside Uberwald, and within twenty-four hours people are saying it was twenty men and a dog, and within a year they're saying you ruthlessly slaughtered an entire army single-handedly. It's very annoying.
**Look, it was supposed to be a joke, but dwarves can be awfully literal.
▶ AGE: 51
▶ DATE OF BIRTH: February 5, 1941 UC
▶ BIRTHPLACE: Ankh-Morpork, the Disc
▶ NATIONALITY: Morporkian
▶HOMETOWN: Ankh-Morpork
▶ ARRIVED FROM: Autumn, 1992, UC (about a year after the events of Thud!)
▶ GENDER: Male
▶ SPECIES: Human
▶ SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
▶ RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married
▶ RELIGIOUS AFFILIATION: He believes in whichever gods will get him out of whatever mess he is currently in, but he's not sure they believe in him.
▶ DRINKS / SMOKES / DRUGS: No/Yes/No
▶ MBTI: ESTP
▶ EDUCATION: The School of Hard Knocks. Har har.
But for real, Vimes' formal education is scant, having only attended the equivalent of grade school for less than a year. That said, he's fairly well self-taught, though the curriculum has been scattershot. He knows a decent bit about legal and political theory, economics, and Disc history.
▶ LANGUAGE(S): Morporkian (aka, English), mostly. Knows enough Dwarf, Troll, and Klatchian (aka Arabic) to get himself intro trouble.
▶ SKILLS: deductive reasoning and police work, crossbow, fighting dirty, making people uncomfortable, making people angry, doing the right thing, self-loathing
▶ OCCUPATION: Commander of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch
▶ TRIGGER WARNINGS: alcoholism, depression, potential cultural insensitivity
▷ external
▶ SIGHT: Vimes is the kind of man who looks scruffy less than an hour after he's had a shave. His shirts are perpetually rumpled, his complexion weathered, his expression suspicious. Regardless of the circumstances, he is probably smoking a cheap cigar.
» HAIR COLOR: Dark brown, going grey.
» EYE COLOR: Brown
» HEIGHT: 5'8
» BUILD: Thin, wiry.
» DOMINANT HAND: Right
» TATTOOS: None.
» PIERCINGS: None.
» DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Plenty of scars, none of them particularly noticeable except for 1) a pale line over his right eye, and 2) what appears to be a burn mark on his inner left wrist. The mark bears a passing resemblance to the summoning dark, a dwarf mining symbol, but only if you squint.
» STYLE: It doesn't matter what he's wearing, Sam Vimes always looks like a cop--expect rumpled shirts and leather jackets, practical trousers and solid-looking boots with the soles worn nearly through.
▶ FIRST IMPRESSIONS AND MANNERISMS: Meeting Vimes for the first time, you can get the distinct impression that he knows every law you've ever broken--even the ones you don't know about. He always looks a little rumpled, is often slouching, and is probably scowling around a cigar. But Vimes' grumpiness isn't much to be afraid off--his bark is worse than his bite. It's when he gets quiet, smiling, and polite-like that you have to watch out.
▶ SOUND: He essentially has the equivalent of an East London accent that he has spent his life trying to clean up.
▶ SMELL: Cigars, mostly. He's trying to smoke less, but it hasn't really caught on yet.
▶ TOUCH: Vimes...doesn't do physical affection. If he's trying hard, he might offer a friendly shoulder clap. That said, he definitely knows how to intimidate a person by, say, getting into their personal space or smiling at them in a way that says, 'I'm coming up with ten different ways that I could kill you right now.'
▷ internal ▶ POSITIVE TRAITS: Brave, clever, protective of those he loves, defends the innocent and oppressed, unpretentious, can learn from his mistakes, constantly trying to be a better man, practical, surprisingly sentimental, stubborn
▶ NEGATIVE TRAITS: stubborn, violent, suspicious of things he doesn’t understand, suspicious of things he does understand, can be racist/speciesist, terrible at paperwork, short-tempered, obsessive, self-loathing, reckless, undiplomatic
▶ LIKES: Ankh-Morpork, his wife, his son, his Watch, justice, cigars, whiskey, making posh people uncomfortable, making criminals uncomfortable, making annoying people uncomfortable
▶ DISLIKES: Ankh-Morpork, assassins, thieves, vampires, aristocrats, politics, politicians, reporters, war, people assuming he's a solider, cruelty, poverty, unearned privilege
▶ GOALS: Keep his city, his family, and himself in one piece for as long as humanly possible.
▶ MENTAL HEALTH: Well, he's a recovering alcoholic with a violent streak and a deeply-held belief that he isn't a good person...so his mental health isn't great. To quote Pratchett, "[Vimes] knew he had hidden depths. There was nothing in them that he'd like to see float to the surface. They contained things that should be left to lie."
▶ PHYSICAL HEALTH: On the one hand, he's a middle-aged man who smokes, used to drink excessively, and believes all food should be fried and greasy. On the other hand, he could still kill you with his bare hands.*
* He would just limp home afterwards, probably.
▶ MAGICAL ABILITIES: He’s just a tiny bit possessed by an ancient Dwarf demon, the Summoning Dark. Activated by a desire for vengeance (on Vimes’ part or someone else’s) it gives him somewhat unpredictable powers that depend on what the Summoning Dark wants to accomplish. Canonically it has given him the ability to see in caves and other dark places and to communicate with creatures who have been maligned and live in the darkness.
▶ INFORMATION FOR PSYCHICS AND OTHER MAGIC USERS: While Vimes' expression doesn't always give much away, psychics will find it pretty easy to read his thoughts. Anyone who goes rooting around in his head will immediately notice that he is righteously angry all the time. People who are apt to pick up on this sort of thing will also notice his relationship with the Summoning Dark.
▷ relationships
▶ PARENTS: Vimes' mother was a serious, quiet woman who believed that clothes should be clean, even when they were falling to bits, and that supper should be eaten at the table, even when there wasn't much supper to be had. She managed to scrape out a poverty-stricken but respectable life for herself and her son, always telling Sam that his father, Thomas, had been run over by a cart when Sam was an infant, though this lie had worn as thin as an old pair of boots by the time Vimes was a teenager.
▶ SIBLINGS: None
▶ SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Lady Sybil Ramkin Vimes, eccentric heiress, dragon lover, and the most patient woman on the Disc.
▶ CHILDREN: Two-year-old Sam Vimes, Jr (the Honorable Marquess of Ankh). The name was his mother's idea.
▶ FRIENDS AND COLLEAGUES:
Carrot Ironfoundersson: A bright-eyed, six-and-a-half foot tall (adopted) Dwarf from the Cooperhead mountains, Vimes' second-in-command, and the not-so-secret heir to the Ankh-Morpork throne. Carrot's combination of idealism--even naiveté-- and baffling charisma make him far more dangerous than one might first assume. After all these years, Vimes still doesn't really understand how Carrot's mind works (does anyone?), but he knows he'd be nowhere without him.
Angua von Uberwald: These days, everyone knows that the Watch has a werewolf on staff, but if you asked them to guess which officer it was, few would suspect the smart-mouthed, beautiful sergeant from the Ramtops. Vimes finds Angua's quick-thinking practicality and innate loyalty at least as indispensable as her canine skills.
Fred Colon: Okay, look, Fred is Vimes' oldest friend, and he was Vimes' best man at his wedding, and he has seen some shit, and Vimes'd probably be dead if it weren't for him, but Colon is a small-minded, devious, lazy bastard. He means well, though. Er, maybe not well exactly, but he means...something.
Cheery Littlebottom: Spunky is the kind of word that some people might use to describe Cheery, though she would probably axe anyone at the knees who tried. Smart, sarcastic, and eager, she was the first Watch's forensic officer and their first "out" female dwarf--something that is particularly significant given that traditionally, all dwarfs on the Disc present as male. Vimes respects the hell out of her, and frankly he has learned a lot from her without even realizing it.
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