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9 yrs ago
Current Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
9 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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10 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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10 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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Bio

I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.

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At least thats the one I think that was on Adult swim. They aired it I think about three or four years back (don't quote me though, my grasp of time can be shaky), and as much as I wanted to get into it I simply couldn't.
Eh, I could never really get into dotHack, perhaps it was because my initial introduction was (ironically enough considering grey's post) SIGN via adult swim. It just didn't seem all that interesting to me.
Well that aside, i'm none too keen on letting this role play drop off. So for the sake of continuing the plot would anyone object to Titan stepping in to assist? Make no mistake, he's still a villain, however seeing as he hasn't gained too much notoriety in the community yet, and with many roads likely blocked off due to the rampaging machine, I figure he might step in to help in order to more quickly clear up the roads, and by extension, aid in his escape.
Yea, you don't see that very often. I mean sure there are plenty of really good Role players here, some that even seem like they'd do fairly well in the Casual section, but it isn't every day you run into someone who would probably be fully at home in casual or possibly even Advanced (with enough time). T'is a shame. :/
Boboclown89 said
Well, that was unexpected


Oh dear, we've lost one of our players. I thought you were just having a spot of fun with the:
Boboclown89 said
Yurwlcme, thts wut u gt 4 psting 2soon

post. Ah well. It was fun reading Tobias' posts while it lasted.
To be fair ol' Bootsy's brain just did a full on system reboot. I'll be sure to have him make a few references to SOA at some point in the future, however for now he's still somewhat freaked.
Dimitri blinked, squinted, and grunted in slight discomfort , it was bright for a moment, very bright in fact, however his vision slowly started to fade back in. 'Pops must've messed around with the damned fusebox again...' he mused as he opened his eyes and turned to his left, prepared to shout, only to find that rather than coming face to face with the wide grin and leering gaze of the cheshire cat poster on his door, he was facing a desolate street, one that would usually only fit in a natural disaster/war/monster movie. "Uh....ok this is definitely weird." Dimitri mumbled as he started to reach into his pocket to find his phone, however he froze about half way in when he noticed something about his hands. "Gloves?" He asked aloud as he brought his hand up to his face to confirm that he was indeed wearing gloves, they were grey in coloration and extended up to his elbows. Dimitri then noticed the change in the feeling of his clothing, after all the last time he checked, t-shirts did NOT feel like leather nor did they lack sleeves, his jeans weren't nearly as baggy, and, unless he was crazy, a pair of worn converses didn't feel like fur lined moccasins. The boy slowly craned his head downward to look at himself, having hoped that his eyes would make sense of the madness, however his hopes found them selves dashed with gusto as he recognized all too well the dark clothing, and the short sword that hung from his right hip, as the garbs from his assassin character on Elder Scrolls. "No, it couldn't be. This has got to be a lucid dream." He said as he reached up and pinched his cheek, only to wince at the sharp pain.

Dimitri's brain seemed to cease functioning for a moment, then as it fired up it came up with but a single word; "What.". It wasn't a question, the inflection that implied Dimitri was asking something was not there, it was as if his mind had done a full system reboot to keep itself from going insane with the new found knowledge of its situation, and that single word was the start up sound. Dimitri's jaw tensed as he ground his teeth together and his eye twitched ever so slightly, it was his equivalent to a full scale melt down by a normal person. Dimitri's mental break down was immediately interrupted by a small bar appearing in front of his face: Accept/Decline Makoto. Dimitri, having regained his composure raised his hand and hesitantly tapped the 'accept' option as a small thanks to this Makoto fellow for helping him grasp his sanity once more, "I wonder...", Dimitri said. Once the screen disappeared Dimitri kept his hand up and extended it in a pushing motion, then smirked as the GUI appeared. It was time for him to learn just what was going on.
Hadn't got the chance to post this here earlier, so here it is now.
Full Name
Dimitri T. Collins

Username
Bootsy

Appearance:
Right here. (forgot to add some details, a big thanks to Grey for indirectly reminding me of this) He's eighteen years old and stands at about 5'11", he's thin, but not to the point of being frail.
(I can't post pics on my damned laptop for some god forsaken reason)

Gender
Male

Personality
Realist/honest- First and foremost, Dimitri is a man of practicality, so much so that people may often become frustrated with him with his habit of pointing out when an idea is flawed in some way, how it could possibly go wrong, and for his habit of being brutally honest. If he happens to be close to someone (or is at least on very good terms with them), he's willing to at least try to avoid putting down their ideas immediately if he knows it will offend them.

Supportive/brotherly- Despite his habit of putting down ideas that sound silly to him, Dimitri will unquestioning assist a friend once he's bonded with them enough, though harder tasks will come with a small complaint or two. He tends to act sort of like a protective older brother to people in that he's just as quick to reprimand a friend for their decisions as he is to help them, even on very rare occasions resorting to a small amount of force to get his point across if he feels it will benefit someone in the future. More often than not, Dimitri will have his friend's best intentions in mind, however it might be a bit hard to believe at first.

Mellow/inquisitive- Dimitri is very slow to anger, even when reprimanding someone he keeps a level head, very rarely raising his voice above a half yell when not fighting. He's normally content to sit back and listen until he's asked for his input and spends a good deal of his time listening to and trying to fully understand what he sees and hears before saying something. When his anger does reach a boiling point, Dimitri doesn't full on explode, rather it manifests itself in subtle ways; a quirk of the mouth, a twitch of the brow, a tensing of the jaw, or a repetitive tapping of the foot.

Bio - Can be your current life of your character
A simple guy from Oregon, Dimitri spends most of his days working for his father's auto repair shop, attending online classes to get his degree in microbiology, or just sitting around and playing games online. Up until The Apocalypse, his days were fairly unremarkable, to say the least.

Race
Human

Level 1-90
90

Class
Assassin/mechanic

Other?

"Bambi! I'm sorry I shot your mama Bambi! BAMBI!!!!" Vaas Montenegro
Titan had to admit, he was having a remarkably easy time stealing the things he needed for his boss/care taker. There was of course, the occasional pause to beat the tar out of a witness or security officer to avoid having reinforcements called to stop him, but aside from that, there appeared to be very little activity from outside that would indicate the arrival of police officers. The villain soon found out the reason for this as he started to pass by a break room, the television set in the room blaring the latest breaking news of a machine seemingly rampaging through the streets of Jump City, having taken out a fair amount of law enforcement before clashing with a group of heroes that Titan could only assume where the new teen titans. "Huh. Well, I guess that solves that problem." he said before pulling his bag from his back and checking to ensure he had everything that Bane wanted, and taking great care to ensure that the liquid filled vials didn't bump into one another. Once completely sure, Titan shouldered his bag once more and exited the building, sparing one last second to set the security officer that he's knocked out first back into his booth before taking off back towards his car. On his way to his vehicle, Titan couldn't help but smile, after all it wasn't often that he managed to get in and out in under twenty minutes, nor was he usually able to get away with a crime so easily, "No other requests from Bane and I don't have to go back to work until the weekend. Oh yea, today's a good day.".
It didn't take very long for Jacque to reach his destination, the large factory, although fairly bland in appearance, was still easy enough to find after he texted Bane for the address and blue prints. The man parked in an alley way about a block away and changed in his car, discarding his civilian clothing by tossing them in the back seat before shouldering his bag and hoping out. He wasn't too worried about being stopped, after all, jump city was lousy with heroes ever since the Teen Titans set up shop, however after what he was about to do, that could all change rather quickly. As he came upon his mark, Jacque -now Titan- took a moment to look up at the sign on the building that read 'LEXCORP pharmaceuticals' and snorted, "So chrome-dome's got a stake in the medical business too, eh? Well, now I don't feel too bad about stealing this stuff.". Titan started to enter the security gate that lead to the employee parking lot, only to be stopped by a security officer, "Sir, I can't let you enter this facility, this is for authorized members on-" *CRACK*. The guard barely had time to register that he had just been head butted before his vision went black, Titan watched as the man slumped to the ground before walking over him, whistling a jaunty little tune as he made his way over to a door. The door was of course locked, and it would normally only be accessible to some one with a key card, however, Titan never stopped whistling his tune. The man reared back his fist, coated it in metal, and gave a half hearted swing at the door, launching it from its spot as though he were batting away an insect.

As Titan stepped around the crumpled door, an alarm started to blare within the facility, causing the whistle to die in his throat, "Whoops, probably should've just stolen that guard's key card. Ah well, hind sight is twenty-twenty, i'd better just make this quick before the cops show up." he said to himself as he walked deeper into the facility. As he walked punched through another door, a voice to his left caught his attention, "FREEZE! GET ON THE GROUND!", "Oh joy. Rent-a-cops.", Titan mused as he turned to face a small group of five security personnel, "Ok, do you want me to freeze or get on the ground? I'm getting mixed messages here.". The security officer had barely begun to open his mouth in response before Titan was upon him and his co-workers, rending them each either unconscious or incapacitated in a blur of metallic, bone breaking fury. Titan started to leave, however he stopped, figuring it may have been smarter to use a key card now rather than continue to destroy doors and waste time fighting off security. The villain snatched a key card from a downed officer and slipped through the door he had already knocked down, moving with the speed of a man who knew time was not on his side.
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