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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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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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Content to know that Buck wouldn't have to be served as a sunday supper, Jacque scooped up his own basket as Estelle went to go brush Weiss. The moment the girl left Buck's gaze, the rooster fluffed up his feathers and slowly began to advance on Jacque while sqwuaking to show him who ruled the roost, an action that was met with a rolling of eyes and a full extension of wings from the Jacque. "Not today you ornery old bastard, i've got work to do." Jacque rumbled before flapping his wings once and towering over the rooster. Being one of the more naturally aggressive members of the flock had it's perks, especially when it came to displays of dominance. After a hiss and another flaring of wings from Jacque Buck reluctantly backed off, though the rooster still continued to prance about as if he where king in front of the hens.

"Show off, any other day you'd be halfway up my leg." Jacque snorted as he noticed Estelle's return, "I bet he's only playing nice because you're here helping today. Just keep him busy and i'll be out in a bit.". Without a word more, Jacque sauntered over to the coop and slipped inside to begin his own collection. As he filled his basket, Jacque's tongue instinctively flickered. Halfway through his collection Jacque had to stop and recollect himself as he felt a bit of drool come down the corner of his mouth. Gila monster DNA did wonders for making one tough, but it played hell on one's instinctive impulses, especially when it came to eggs or anything that looked even remotely like it would make easy meat. Jacque shook his head to clear his mind, then wrapped up the rest of his collection before exiting the coop. "See? No time at all." Jacque said with a slightly glazed over look in his eye.
Dimitri stopped rubbing his knee as Ju-Long once more turned his attention to him. The meister rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "I'm fine...thought i'd test the effects of that water, ended pretty poorly as you can see." he said in a hushed tone. The comment about his appearance served to make Dimitri feel a tad crappy, however he pushed the feeling away as Ju-Long didn't appear to mean anything derogatory in his statement. So this is what holding a conversation with other teens is like... The meister mused as he took a deep breath, "A weapon, huh? I'm a meister myself..." he said a bit louder. For a moment Dimitri debated asking Ju-Long whether or not he was interested in a partnership, however once he noticed the boy's attention had turned elsewhere, Dimitri followed his gaze until spotting sleeping purple haired girl, and the red haired one that was currently in the process of poking the former. "I know this is a class and all, but I can't help but feel it's kinda rude to just poke someone in their sleep." Dimitri mused aloud as he waited to see just what was about to take place.
Dimitri listened intently to the words of his teacher and while his first question was not addressed, he was more than happy to have at least one of the answers he desired brought to light. When one of the students greeted him jovially, Dimitri stammered a bit as he tried to actually introduce himself like a normal human being, however try as he might, he only managed to give a soft hello, and by then Ju-Long had already turned back around.

Taking this to mean Ju-Long had lost interest, Dimitri chose to focus once more on Kain exclusively rather than the actions of his fellow classmates for fear of behaving awkwardly should anymore attention be directed his way. This could only last but so long however, as another student entered and was quickly reprimanded for his actions by Kain. For a moment Dimitri felt a slight bit bad for the newcomer, however pity quickly gave way to alarm as the newcomer gazed around the room and sent a secondary glance at Dimitri himself. Dimitri sucked in a sharp breath, quickly stared down at his hands, and began intertwining and untwining his fingers as though there was something more marvelous to be found in the action than there would be in meeting Katsuo's gaze.

It didn't occur to Dimitri until he actually focused on the actions he was repeating that he felt much lighter than he normally did. Up until now years of living with his unusually dense soul wavelength had desensitized Dimitri to the additional heft that it placed on his body, however now as the Kyukon water did its work, Dimitri couldn't help but feel unbalanced. The young man scooted back in his chair and stared down at his leg before trying to bounce it up and down. The action that many people -Dimitri included- had repeated absent mindedly over a large portion of their lives was not nearly as fluid as Dimitri thought it would be. Instead of the soft bobbing that usually took place, Dimitri's sudden loss of weight cause him to slam his knee into the bottom of his desk three times, eliciting a sharp yelp from the teen, followed by him clasping his hand over his mouth. As he rubbed his sore knee Dimitri shook his head as if disgusted with himself, wondering not for the first time just how idiotic he looked just now, 'Smooth, Holmes. Real smooth.'.
Yeah, I'm working on it. I work ten hour shifts and when I'm off I'm always on call, so I don't always get to do everything I want.


Hey don't sweat it, between work and college I know the feeling. I just wanted to make sure everything would maintain a fluid motion. I was actually going to ask if you'd prefer the students interact a bit while we waited for you to respond IC, however I forgot to make the inquiry in my last post.
Soooo...
@chukklehed
Yo, not trying to pester you or anything, but I think people are waiting on the teacher to respond to the questions being asked.
Personally speaking, I was just waiting on Lyra since I addressed her character directly. Thats the only flaw of a self imposed two post rule, kind of sticks you in place if the person you address becomes busy or otherwise indisposed.
Dimitri quietly took his seat in the second row of the seats available. For a few moments the teen fidgeted uncomfortably in the chair as he awkwardly attempted to work out a way to fit his bulk comfortably in the piece of furniture before finally settling for just being able to actually sit at all. He like the other students did not get the chance to answer for roll call, however this didn't particularly bother him. Dimitri remained silent until the teacher had addressed the questions of two students and, seeing an opportunity to actually ask something he considered important, gave a soft cough. After the cough Dimitri raised his hand a bit uncertainly, "Um...if I may ask..." he began in a tone much softer than to be expected of someone of his appearance, "What exactly will we be acting as a defense force against? Also, how will our meister and weapon teams be assigned?".

Dimitri slowly brought his hand back down onto the desk and proceeded to twiddle his thumbs together and stare at the teacher's shoes rather than make actual eye contact with him, only an occasional glance upward was made to ensure that he would actually have his question addressed. Interacting with anyone that wasn't his mother, father, or trainer was a bit nerve wracking. It was at times like these that Dimitri wondered what on earth his father had been thinking to have sent him all the way to Nevada of all places. The old man's intentions had been good enough, but the sudden change in scenery and the unfamiliarity had only served to exacerbate Dimitri's social anxieties.

Fearing a bit of backlash for what could potentially be considered a stupid question, Dimitri offered up a meek apology to Kain for wasting his time, though he still quietly hoped that his questions would actually be answered.

he stands at 6'4" and weighs two hundred and five pounds
Name: Dimitri Holmes
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Home: Rockhill, South Carolina
Partner: (Fill out later)

Technicals

Special Talents: Dimitri is a highly adept kick boxer and has comprehensive knowledge of nature
Unique Traits: Dimitri's soul wavelength is unusually dense, and while he cannot attack directly with it, he can use this to make his attacks much heavier and harder than they appear
Skills: Aside from kick boxing, Dimitri is very skilled at sewing and knitting (a secret he'll take to the grave) as well as grilling, horticulture, and general first aid
Weapon Preference: He prefers blunt weapons, but he'll compromise if he has to

Optionals

Personality: Despite his somewhat irritable appearance and stoic demeanor Dimitri is actually a reserved and humble guy. Years of infrequent interaction with people his age group outside of a boxing ring have made him a bit shy and socially awkward. When fighting Dimitri becomes a bit more like what people perceive him as and prefers to dominate the battle field using his size and strength as offensively as he can. If you can get him to actually open up to you Dimitri is that kind of guy that'd take a bullet for a friend if he has to, though he'd much prefer to just knit you a scarf and claim he just bought it for you.

Bio: Dimitri's past isn't exactly the most remarkable one out there. He was born the son of a retired Meister and a park ranger, and as far back as he could remember, Dimitri always had a fair bit of trouble making friends. Being the tallest in every class he went in to meant that he dealt with a fair bit of bullying, something his father thought could be remedied with some boxing lessons. As the years went on and Dimitri started to put on quite a bit of muscle the bullying stopped, though now the issue was that his size actually frightened others in his classes. When he hit seventeen his father decided to enroll him in the DWMA in the hopes that along with learning some useful skills, he'd learn to break out of his shell.
Likes:
-Exercising
-Just about anything lime flavored
-Nature
-Warm climates
Dislikes:
- Cold Climates
-Arrogance
-Procrastinating
Other Facts: No matter the time or place, Dimitri ALWAYS has a pocket full of lime flavored lollipops. No one knows where he gets them all, nor how many he has on his at one time, it's just a universal constant.

he stands at 6'4" and weighs two hundred and five pounds
Name: Dimitri Holmes
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Home: Rockhill, South Carolina
Partner: (Fill out later)

Technicals

Special Talents: Dimitri is a highly adept kick boxer and has comprehensive knowledge of nature
Unique Traits: Dimitri's soul wavelength is unusually dense, and while he cannot attack directly with it, he can use this to make his attacks much heavier and harder than they appear
Skills: Aside from kick boxing, Dimitri is very skilled at sewing and knitting (a secret he'll take to the grave) as well as grilling, horticulture, and general first aid
Weapon Preference: He prefers blunt weapons, but he'll compromise if he has to

Optionals

Personality: Despite his somewhat irritable appearance and stoic demeanor, Dimitri is actually a reserved and humble guy. Years of infrequent interaction with people his age group outside of a boxing ring have made him a bit shy and socially awkward. When fighting, Dimitri becomes a bit more like what people perceive him as and prefers to dominate the battle field using his size and strength as offensively as he can. If you can get him to actually open up to you, Dimitri is that kind of guy that'd take a bullet for a friend if he has to, though he'd much prefer to just knit you a scarf and claim he just bought it for you.

Bio: Dimitri's past isn't exactly the most remarkable one out there. He was born the son of a retired Meister and a park ranger, and as far back as he could remember, Dimitri always had a fair bit of trouble making friends. Being the tallest in every class he went in to meant that he dealt with a fair bit of bullying, something his father thought could be remedied with some boxing lessons. As the years went on and Dimitri started to put on quite a bit of muscle the bullying stopped, though now the issue was that his size actually frightened others in his classes. When he hit seventeen his father decided to enroll him in the DWMA in the hopes that along with learning some useful skills, he'd learn to break out of his shell.
Likes:
-Exercising
-Just about anything lime flavored
-Nature
-Warm climates
Dislikes:
- Cold Climates
-Arrogance
-Procrastinating
Other Facts: No matter the time or place, Dimitri ALWAYS has a pocket full of lime flavored lollipops. No one knows where he gets them all, nor how many he has on his at one time, it's just a universal constant.
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