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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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As the others began to disperse, Dimitri stayed behind a for a bit and pulled out his phone to make two phone calls. The first was to the cleanup crew in order to give them the location and a body count, as well as details on what they'd be disposing of this time around. The second and more important (to Dimitri) call was to a pizza shop that wasn't too far from the house. It was getting late, and going toe to toe with a bunch of ghouls had put Dimitri off of cooking for everyone despite it being his turn to make dinner. As he walked back to his jeep Dimitri placed an order for a large deep dish meat lover, a large veggie pizza, buffalo wings, and a family sized chicken alfredo pasta. "Ten minutes till it's done? Alright, I should be there soon." He said as he threw the ghoul skins into one of the two coolers he kept in his trunk. With a bit of time on his hands, Dimitri pulled out his first aid kit to clean and dress the wounds on his arm, all the while dealing with Brutus trying to jump over the back seat to lick the back of his head. After a painfully thorough scrub down with alcohol and a once over with some gauze and medical tape, Dimitri placed his weapons into the trunk and went around to the front, pressing his bluetooth into his ear one last time to alert the others, "Hey, i'm picking up some pizza for dinner tonight from that little italian place on 5th and Westly, can any of you tell me whether or not we still have paper plates? I'm not really in a dish washing mood."
Dimitri grunted dismissively at Krystoff's retort regarding him leaving his gun behind, "It was empty and I was being rushed by a ghoul. I was gonna pick it back up but Izzy was about five seconds from getting her scalp bitten off by one of these things.". With the fighting having died down, Dimitri shook off his crowbar just as Krystoff retrieved his shotgun from the warehouse and returned it to him. For a moment Dimitri began to pray to whatever deities happened to be at work, however, those prayers quickly became damnations as he flipped the weapon over and spotted the long scratch that ran the length of the weapon, as well as bits of shrapnel imbedded in the weapon's stock. For a moment Dimitri wondered whether or not to confront Krystoff on this, though this idea was quickly forgotten as he tuned in to the conversation about the ghouls potentially having been bred, "Why the would anyone want to breed ghouls of all things? They're dumb as rocks and can't take orders for shit. Not to mention they don't particularly give a damn about who or what they eat." Dimitri mused aloud.

Dimitri could hear Jack speaking weakly over the bluetooth, however he didn't seem all too phased considering Xavier had offered to search for him. Everyone in the group seemed to at least have a modicum of medical knowledge and first aid skills, it was necessity considering the nature of their job. Dimitri knelt down and drew his knife to skin one of the corpses. Every monster had it's useful parts; skin in particular was useful for making into leather armor, repair weapon grips, or simply as another tool for Brutus' tracking lessons. Dimitri was stone faced as he methodically slice and pulled away the skin on one of the ghouls, having long ago grown accustomed to working with meat courtesy of a butcher shop he'd done a few jobs for before his adoption. "Anyone need a new weapon wrap? There's plenty of fresh skin to work with around here. I figure a bit of tanning will make some nice leather." He grunted distractedly.
"Krystoff, forget about Xavier, now I'M telling you to calm down. Now can the chatter before I end up knocking more than ghoul heads tonight." Dimitri rumbled flatly as he smashed into the face of a partially dismembered ghoul with his crowbar. Unlike a few of the others Dimitri had no qualms about throwing his weight around every now and then, though he usually reserved such behavior either for when he was in a bad mood or someone was acting unruly. At this current point in time it was a bit of both, as one look at the warehouse and scattered ghoul parts reminded him of one crucial detail that he'd overlooked when he went to assist Izzy. "My goddamn shotty was in there. I swear to that grenade had better not have messed it up. Those things ain't exactly cheap you know.". Dimitri's aggravation towards the potential loss of his shotgun was quickly forgotten as he took notice of Alexi making herself known again before passing out.

Dimitri clenched his jaw and sighed through his nose before he started to jog towards her, doing his best to either avoid or kill any ghoul in his path as he went to help his sibling, "Swear to god you people are gonna give me grey hairs.".
Dimitri was forced to jump back slightly as a batch of ghouls in front of him went up in flames. Being as close as he was to them at the time Dimitri would have been annoyed where it not for the chance that they would have probably swarmed him if not for Damien's assistance. With a bit of breathing room being granted to him Dimitri took the opportunity to take in his surroundings, to include his injuries and the positions of his adoptive siblings. With the adrenaline pumping through his veins Dimitri could barely feel the gouges that throbbed on his arm. It was for the best really, especially considered that there was a ghoul making a beeline for Izzy as she made her way towards Krystoff and Alexi. Dimitri growled and rushed to defend his fellow slayer, smashing his way through a trio of ghouls with his shoulder in the same manner of a rugby player. The distance wasn't all too great, after all, Dimitri's large stature meant that he naturally took large steps. His stature was also useful for other reasons, such as giving him plenty of reach to drive the tip of the curved end of his crowbar into the ghoul's eye before he could get too close to Izzy. Dimitri all but roared as he gripped the crowbar with both hands and yanked upwards viciously. The ghoul screeched, but was cut off by a sound like the tearing of a wet towel as its body raised upwards a foot before slumping back down, sans it's head and a portion of it's spinal column. "Pay more attention, I ain't gonna be around to watch your back every time." Dimitri snapped a bit more tersely than he intended to before resuming his attack on the other ghouls.
After arriving on the scene and instructing Brutus to remain in the car, Dimitri was quick to get into the thick of the action by bursting into the warehouse where the sounds of gunfire and snarling could be heard and let loose with his own volley of shotgun blasts. Damien's instruction for cover was met with a fresh wave of gun shots, followed by n irritable grunt from Dimitri "Fuck man, when you said "a lot" I though you meant like twenty or something!" he barked as he blew the head off of a rapidly approaching ghoul. As yet another made a lunge for him Dimitri aimed his weapon and pulled the trigger only to realize a bit too late that he'd used up his shoots. The thud of flesh against flesh could be heard, as could the sound of a gun clattering to the floor, however the sound of a large body hitting the floor was suspiciously absent. Dimitri gritted his teeth as he held the ghoul back as best he could by its throat with one hand while fumbling for another of his weapons with the other. His knife was buckled into its sheath, as was his side arm, meaning that going for those without being slashed up even further by the ghoul's claws which where currently slashing his arm to ribbons. That left only one option. Dimitri sneered as he pulled a crowbar from his waist band and raised it high before bringing it down on the ghoul's head with a sickening thud. This dazed but did not outright kill the creature, however the dazing was all Dimitri really needed to let go and follow up with another strike to the head.

"Stay down, bitch." Dimitri rumbled before bringing the crowbar down a third time in a two handed swing, pulping the creature's head and sending chunks of brain matter across the floor. With that ghoul effectively put out of commission, Dimitri quickly returned his attention to the other ghouls. The slayer lurched forward with a bellow, putting several years of gained muscle to work as he smashed his way through wave after wave of ghoul with his crowbar.
S'all good man, i'm watching a livestream right now, so I understand completely
@WittyWolf

Brutus is Dimitri's dog, Dimitri is the actual slayer. Just thought i'd point that out.
Not too far off from the docks Dimitri crouched on the beach and patted a patch of sand down firmly with his large hands. The slayer had more or less completed the rounds of his designated "sector" for the night and after sounding the all clear was taking the opportunity to get in some much needed training for his companion. The yound adult stood and walked a few yards away before whistling loudly and waiting for the telltale yips of the excitable ridgeback pup that came bounding up the beach towards him. He smiled for a moment as the dog ran in circles around his legs, but swiftly put an end to Brutus' antics with a snap of his fingers. The dog stopped almost immediately and sat at Dimitri's feet, awaiting the two words that accompanied his favorite game, "Brutus, search.". The dog was off like a rocket before Dimitri could even finish speaking, sniffing around the beach for signs of his target. It took a few minutes, but Brutus eventually located and dug up the first of seven sticks that Dimitri had wrapped in dried wendigo skin, much to the slayer's approval.

Brutus got as far as three sticks before Dimitri's bluetooth began to beep in his ear. Dimitri's hand shot up to the device and pressed it further into his ear as he listened to Damian mention his discovery of the ghouls. It wasn't very often that someone requested backup, even less so that a request was made for more than one person to arrive, "Now when you say a lot of them, how many ghouls are we talking here? ". Dimitri didn't bother to wait for answer before he spoke up again, "I'm in route now. Try not to get eaten before I get there." He grunted before taking his hand away from the bluetooth and whistling to catch Brutus' attention. The pup stopped sniffing away at the sand and looked up at Dimitri expectantly, "Looks like we'll have to come back for the rest next time. Come on boy, car.". A short bark of response and the pair were making a beeline for Dimitri's jeep which sit further up the beach. It didn't take long to reach, though getting the wiggling dog to sit still in the car long enough to safely pull his weapons from the back did take a bit longer than Dimitri would have liked, in the end though Dimitri was blazing his way up the beach with his weapons in the passenger seat, his dog in the back seat, and a have grin on his face.
Name: Dimitri Blackwell
Age: 17
Appearance: -
Dimitri could be best described as a walking brick house, standing at 6'4" and weighing in at 210lbs

Short bio: Originally born in Salem, Oregon, Dimitri's life has been filled with odd instances that are in no small part thanks to the fact that he's always been a very observant individual. He became a ward of the state at the age of four when his parents died in a car accident, and with no next of kin to speak of he was placed into the nearest orphanage, which happened to be in portland. There's a reason that the term "keep Portland weird" is so popular in Oregon, and no one knew that better that Dimitri. As he grew Dimitri began to notice weird things around the area; strange noises, odd looking people and animals wandering the area at night. One fellow in particular seemed to roam rather closely to the orphanage every night, though no one could ever seem to catch a glimpse of him besides Dimitri despite the odd jittery motions the guy made. By the time he'd reached sixteen, Dimitri had become a very large and imposing individual, having taken up various odd jobs that required a fair bit of labor for spending money, as well as receiving a few boxing lessons from one of his regular employers. This gave Dimitri a rather inflated ego, enough so that he snuck out of the orphanage one night to confront the weird man. A poor choice. The man was actually a skin walker, whom proceeded to drag away and rag doll Dimitri for the better part of ten minutes despite Dimitri's best efforts, and was set to use Dimitri as his new skin suit until Mathias stepped in. He would later be adopted by his savior and taught the ways of the hunt
Weapons: A mossberg590a1, Sig Sauer P226, and a crowbar
Slayer Weapon:

the knife is pretty normal, simply made out of high carbon steel, however the interior of the sheath is coated in white ash which rubs off onto the weapon and gives it a harmful effect on supernaturals
Vehicle:


Room:
Other: He saved up some money from all of the little odd jobs he did and used it to buy a six month old rhodesian ridgeback puppy he named Brutus. Dimitri is currently trying to teach Brutus how to track the supernatural.
Looks interesting. Room for one more?

Name: Dimitri Blackwell
Age: 17
Appearance: -
Dimitri could be best described as a walking brick house, standing at 6'4" and weighing in at 210lbs

Short bio: Originally born in Salem, Oregon, Dimitri's life has been filled with odd instances that are in no small part thanks to the fact that he's always been a very observant individual. He became a ward of the state at the age of four when his parents died in a car accident, and with no next of kin to speak of he was placed into the nearest orphanage, which happened to be in portland. There's a reason that the term "keep Portland weird" is so popular in Oregon, and no one knew that better that Dimitri. As he grew Dimitri began to notice weird things around the area; strange noises, odd looking people and animals wandering the area at night. One fellow in particular seemed to roam rather closely to the orphanage every night, though no one could ever seem to catch a glimpse of him besides Dimitri despite the odd jittery motions the guy made. By the time he'd reached sixteen, Dimitri had become a very large and imposing individual, having taken up various odd jobs that required a fair bit of labor for spending money, as well as receiving a few boxing lessons from one of his regular employers. This gave Dimitri a rather inflated ego, enough so that he snuck out of the orphanage one night to confront the weird man. A poor choice. The man was actually a skin walker, whom proceeded to drag away and rag doll Dimitri for the better part of ten minutes despite Dimitri's best efforts, and was set to use Dimitri as his new skin suit until Mathias stepped in. He would later be adopted by his savior and taught the ways of the hunt
Weapons: A mossberg590a1, Sig Sauer P226, and a crowbar
Slayer Weapon:

the knife is pretty normal, simply made out of high carbon steel, however the interior of the sheath is coated in white ash which rubs off onto the weapon and gives it a harmful effect on supernaturals
Vehicle:


Room:
Other: He saved up some money from all of the little odd jobs he did and used it to buy a six month old rhodesian ridgeback puppy he named Brutus. Dimitri is currently trying to teach Brutus how to track the supernatural.
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