Player Information

Name: Luna
Personal Journal: luna_hoshino
Age: 29
Contact Info: AIM: RenegadeAngel983, Plurk: LunaHoshino
Other Characters Played: N/A

Character Information

Character Name: Garry
Character Series: Ib
Character Age: Exact age unknown, but he seems to be around 20-23
Character Gender: Male
Original Canon
Canon Point: Immediately after the "Promise of Reunion" ending
Background Link: General canon summary and Garry's page.
Personality: Perhaps the best way to sum up Garry would be to use Kouri's (the creator's) words: "He's strange, but easy to like." And there's no denying that he is a bit on the strange side: he startles easily, "talks like a lady" according to Ib, wears a tattered coat because he considers it fashionable, gets into arguments with talking ants, and really, really doesn't like dolls. "Eccentric" is just about the perfect word to describe him, and he's unabashed about it. He is who he is, regardless of what others think.

Where Ib is quiet and more calm, Garry is excitable and chattery, more than ready to talk enough for the both of them. He's happy to share his opinions on the pieces of artwork they encounter in the gallery, though his skills at explaining things leave something to be desired (when Ib asks what the title "Abstract Art" means, Garry's helpful explanation is to say that it means art that is abstract). Sometimes a little TOO eager, as in the above-mentioned argument with the ant, which Ib ends up having to break up. Subtlety is not one of Garry's stronger traits.

Garry is a man who wears his heart on his sleeve for the most part; whatever he feels, he'll express outwardly, unless he's in a situation where doing so would cause harm to someone else, and even then he feels bad about hiding things. In one of the ending paths where he trades his rose to Mary to get Ib's back, he begins to falter when she starts plucking the petals from it. When Ib asks him what's wrong, he tells her that he really doesn't want to lie to her, but at the same time, he doesn't want to tell her the truth either. In the end he settles for just telling her to go on ahead rather than trying to explain that he is dying.

This expressiveness also leads to many hilarious moments within the game, as Garry is not exactly the bravest person and is in fact quite easily startled by things. His response to being startled or frightened is to let out a shriek and topple backwards-- in fact, there is one part in the bonus dungeon where you can accidentally knock a piece of art off a table in a darkened room, causing it to break on the floor. Garry asks Ib if she is all right, and one of the dialogue options is "Garry's scream was scarier." Not exactly a knight in shining armor here.

That isn't to say that Garry is a coward, however. When push comes to shove, he's more than capable of stepping up to the plate and displaying considerable courage, be it by putting himself in front of Ib when Mary is threatening her with a palette knife (and then proceeding to knock Mary out) or offering to trade his own rose for Ib's in one of the ending paths. He doesn't seem to think he's very brave, though, as he admits to Ib in one part that he probably isn't the most reliable person for this kind of situation, but then immediately resolves to try his best anyway.

He's definitely protective, but he's nurturing as well. When asked by Ib why he "talks like a lady," he admits that he doesn't remember the exact reason why he started, but it's preferable to be gentle rather than rough. On more than one occasion he shows decided concern for Ib's mental well-being as well as her physical state, scolding himself for not noticing when she was having a nightmare, and then offering her a piece of candy from his coat pocket as a way of keeping calm. One could go so far as to say that he is solidly in touch with both his more masculine and feminine sides and feels absolutely no shame about this. (It's also worth noting, although it doesn't come across in the English translation, that in the Japanese version he uses feminine pronouns and particles in his speech rather than the typical masculine or gender-neutral ones.)

But despite all of his eccentricities, there is no doubt that Garry is a genuinely good person at heart. He does his best to protect and look out for Ib (and later Mary as well) despite having just met her, even going so far as to sacrifice his own life for hers in one ending path. Even if he's scared, his instinct is to do the right thing, which allows him to pull through in the end.
Abilities: Absolutely none, unless you count the ability to scream loud enough to startle small girls. Garry is 100% a normal human.
Sample Entry:
"Yeeeek!"

The clattering sound of a spoon slipping from its resting place on the edge of his saucer startled Garry out of his thoughts in a very audible fashion; much to his chagrin, his instinctive response was loud enough to attract stares from the other patrons of the cafe, who looked like they weren't quite sure what to think of a grown man screaming over fallen cutlery. Not that things of this nature hadn't happened to him before (they had, in fact, on multiple occasions), but after the experience in the Guertena exhibit, he'd found himself considerably more jumpy than usual.

My, how embarrassing...

He was halfway into bending over to pick up the fallen spoon when his eyes fell upon the table beside his. Or, more specifically, what adorned the table beside his, sitting in the center of all of the dirty dishes left behind by the previous patrons.

The vase on the table held a pair of partially-wilted roses-- pink, not red or blue or even yellow, but the difference in color wasn't enough to shake the unease Garry felt at the sight of the withered petals barely clinging to the stem. Perhaps they didn't have enough water, or perhaps they needed more sunlight, he wasn't sure. They were rather far away from the window...

And for a brief moment, his mind strayed to thoughts of a blond girl holding a yellow rose. What must it be like to exist in a confined space like those roses, only able to see the outside but never reach it? His chest tightened with sorrow tinged with regret. All she wanted was to be free.

But he'd had to-- THEY'D had to. It was the only way to escape, they both knew that. Still, that knowledge didn't erase the lingering feeling of guilt that he'd felt ever since that day in the art gallery.

The waitress had stopped by the table with the roses to collect the dirty dishes while he was lost in thought, and almost without thinking, he reached out one hand to brush her sleeve lightly. "Excuse me... I couldn't help but notice that those roses seem a bit, well, wilted. Perhaps they need some fresh water? Err, just as a suggestion, that is. I would hate for them to die sooner than they had to."

She gave him a bit of an odd look in return, not quite sure what to think of this particular request; then, deciding that it was harmless enough, mumbled something about being sure to do so once she'd taken care of the dishes. Garry nodded his thanks and made a mental note to leave her a nice tip for this. He didn't plan on staying much longer himself-- he still needed to find a way to return the handkerchief to Ib, after all.

But now, somehow, he felt just the tiniest bit better.