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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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Dimitri sighed and scratched his head again as things started to get a little bit heated; an unwanted, but not completely unexpected outcome "Easy guys i'm just messing around with ya. Meant it as a bit of friendly ribbing between agencies, though now I guess I was mistaken about your affiliations; not often I see tourists not snapping pictures of every little thing in front of a hero agency building, and you two looked kinda sorta familiar so I figured you were with the JfA or something." He said with a slightly more sheepish smile. His gaze then turned to Silver Sonic, whom seemed a bit more eager to jump into a battle with other heroes than Dimitri was comfortable with, "Eh...thanks but no thanks man, I don't make it a point to fight with heroes. Also who said anything about spies? I was just playing at them snagging upcoming heroes while they were still unaffiliated. Sorta meant it as a joke, but in hindsight, could've been done better." he explained casually.

He looked back at the Justice Society building to see if anyone was willing to lend him a hand in this sticky situation. When there was no one to be found coming to his aid, the young hero turned forward once more and gingerly stepped towards what was now a quartet, his free arm held out to show he meant no harm, "Look, I think we've gotten off on the wrong foot here, wasn't really trying to pick any fights or anything. I'm sorry if I offended anyone. There any way I can make this up to you guys?".
Dimitri stopped his sniffing the moment he hard the voices behind him, prompting a chuckle of embarrassment from the man. The chuckle was then joined by a a brief scratching of the head as he heard one of his fellow heroes jeer at him from inside. "Jury's still out on that last bit." He said before he finally tugged his arms free of the jacket and wadded it up around his helmet, revealing what would appear at first glance to be a black, long sleeved shirt with gloves somehow seamlessly woven into the arms. Tucking the other portions of his uniform under his arm, Dimitri got up with a soft grunt and dusted himself off before turning back to look at the other heroes. "My bad for that display there, I promise I ain't typically that clumsy!" He exclaimed with a hearty laugh that crinkled his nose and revealed the jagged looking teeth in his mouth. He would have said something more had he not noticed the deck of cards that Jack of Clubs was so casually shuffling through.

He felt a familiar itch somewhere in the back of his head, and he would have spun on his heels right then and there to go in and challenge Jack to a few rounds of whatever game he felt he had the best odds of actually winning in where it not for the fact that he recognized two thirds of the trio before him, "Wait, aren't the two of you from one of the other agencies? Justice for All, right? Why're you guys here? Unless..." His words trailed off as he looked to Nuime, whom was completely unrecognizable. His eyes once more darted to Cassie and Roland, "Wait, you're not trying to steal potential recruits from us, are ya? Be a pretty dick move if i'm honest.".
"Hey, could be worse Fixer; We could be going to an aquatic planet. A hot, humid, rust inducing aquatic planet." Jacque pointed out with a subtle hint of mirth tinging his voice. The human leaned back in his chair and stretched, craning his head this way and that in an attempt to alleviate the tension that had built up in his neck. "Well, we should be safe to switch on the autopilot for now if that's what you want to do Fixer; just be sure to keep those coordinates locked in. More than anything, right now i'd like to find out what's been damaged inside the ship now before it becomes a problem later.". With the way things had thus far gone today, Jacque honestly couldn't say that he'd be surprised if something important was damaged. All he could do was hope that the Milano would make it to Bergen's Haven without any further incident. There at least he knew he'd be able to breathe a bit easy. The truce between the competition on site would mean that he and the others could trade, refuel, and resupply without having to constantly look over their shoulders.
"Take a nap in the broom closet, Dimitri! No one ever goes in the broom closet, Dimitri! 'Cept apparently pops does..." A large and somewhat tired sounding man said as he meandered towards the "official" HQ for the Justice Society. This man was none other than one Dimitri Mito, fresh from a patrol issued to him by a veteran member that went by the handle of "Geode", or in Dimitri's case, "Pops". The young hero wasn't all too certain whether or not his father actually had the authority as a member to send him out to patrol- send him out using his authority known as fatherhood, sure, but hero wise? Dimitri wasn't certain. It was probably something he would look into when ever he actually got into the mood to do it. 'At the very least he could've let me go without my costume on. S'hot as hell out there!' He mused before he began tugging at his helmet to pull it off as he walked. There was a moment of resistance, enough so that it even gave him pause in his stride before the helmet finally came off with a muffled pop, sending the wild crop of dreadlocks that Dimitri sported spilling down onto his face, neck, and back. He shook his head a bit, in an effort to clear his eyes both of the intrusive locks and of the beads of sweat that dotted his face.

Following this Dimitri proceeded to somewhat awkwardly peel out of his jacket- a task that easier said than done considering that A: said jacket lacked a zipper, B: he lacked any means of putting away the helmet, and C: he didn't think to do sensible things like use his quirk and/or stop walking so that he could just set the helmet down and tug the damned thing off. What came of this was bit a clusterfuck: Dimitri found himself with his vision obscured by the jacket as he tugged it over his body and got side tracked with trying to juggle the helmet in between attempts to free his hands. It would have probably been a good point for the hero to stop walking, and yet he persisted all the same. Somehow Dimitri miraculously managed to avoid bumping into the trio that stood before the Justice Society; he did not however avoid walking right into the door. The young hero gave a soft yelp that combined both pain and surprise and stumbled back, landing flat on his rear and freeing his head of the jacket all in one decidedly less than graceful motion.

With the bridge of his nose now sporting a red mark amongst the outcropping of freckles Dimitri let out a soft 'ow' and started sniffling experimentally to ensure there was no bleeding. All the while ignorant of the heroes that stand not more than a few feet away.
"I once took a bet were I had to eat an empty oil drum in under a minute. Won seven thousand yen, then I puked. A lot. It was a good day."
Name: Dimitri Mori
Nicknames: Goat (earned this nickname after eating thirteen aluminum cans on a dare after discovering his quirk)
Hero Name: Alloy
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Agency/Team: Justice Society
Appearance: Dimitri is a rather large and somewhat wild looking individual at first glance: He stands at approximately 192cm and weighs in at just shy of 85kg. He takes more after his father than he does his mother: his skin is a light shade of brown, and is pockmarked with darker brown freckles along his back and shoulders, as well as on the bridge of his nose. A solidly built individual, Dimitri's physique is that of a man accustomed to an active and intense lifestyle: Strong muscles with a thick yet solid core. As far as his facial appearances go Dimitri is fairly average: He sports a slightly rounded face with a pair of grey eyes set over a small, somewhat flat nose, which itself is set over an average sized pair of lips. He sports a goatee on his chin and keeps his black hair in a series of dreadlocks that extend down a few inches past his shoulders. The real freak show starts when he opens his mouth. Dimitri's teeth are broad and triangular, not unlike the tips of a picket fence, and are unusually thick and sturdy in comparison to human teeth. He's typically a fan of sporting or outdoor wear, however he still keeps a costume for when it's time to fight.
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Weapons: N/A
Hero Equipment: A small pouch housing first aid kid

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Name of Quirk: Alloy

Ability of Quirk: Metal absorption and production

Qualities of Quirk: Dimitri's arms are comprised of a dark, semi-fluidic metal substance that he can shape and harden at will. Adding to this Dimitri can separate parts of this metal as he pleases and rejoin it to himself within a certain window of time.

Strengths of Quirk: The metal that Dimitri produces is strong and light, not unlike titanium, and is extremely useful in both offensive and defensive situations alike. If he chooses to do so, Dimitri can ingest outside sources of metal to produce a secondary alloy.

Weaknesses of Quirk: Magnets and electricity can easily put him and those around him out of commission if he isn't careful, as the metal he naturally produces is both magnetically attractive and super conductive. Using too much of the naturally produced metal can send Dimitri into a state of dehydration and the early stage of starvation. Ingesting other sources of metal to use, while useful in a pinch, can also be dangerous to Dimitri. Toxic metals can cause severe illness as easily in him as they would in any normal person. His body may also attempt to violently reject nonnative metals if too much is consumed at one time.

Limits of Quirk: In addition to what he uses as his arms, Dimitri can only safely produce about 15L (four gallons) worth of the metal substance. One would think that devouring other metals would easily offset this issue, however the alloy produced from doing so is weaker, heavier, and softer than what he would naturally produce (Think of it as trying to go from titanium to bronze). The natural metal that Dimitri separates decays after about five minutes unless he reintegrates it into himself or it is otherwise destroyed.

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Biography: All in all, Dimitri's life was pretty stable until his quirk emerged. Born in Bloomseburg, London, but raised in Musutafu, Japan, Dimitri was born the son of a hero and a baker, both of whom had become steadfast friends when his mother began studying abroad and met his father. This friendship would very quickly evolved into a relationship that would see to their marriage and Dimitri's conception. In the beginning there was a bit of trouble His father was an established hero in England, a member of the Justice Society who dreamed of one day joining King's Pride, his mother; an aspiring baker who had opened up a shop close to home. After much debate the family came to settle in Japan, with Dimitri's father switching from the then trial phase european branch to the already established japanese. Though the scenery may have changed, the workload still remained the same for Dimitri's father, which of course meant that he was left with quite the workload to deal with. Despite this, he would still try and make time for his family when he could, often trying to stop by the bakery that his wife ran to visit her whenever she brought young Dimitri in. For Dimitri things were great: He got to see his father before the ol' man came home dead tired, he got to hang out with his mother, and his mother's coworkers would spoil him with as many treats as his heart desired. It was because of that last bit however, that his quirk ended up manifesting.
See, Dimitri had begun noticing odd things happening to his body around the time he was ten, cramps in his jaw, and a tingling sensation in his body that he couldn't quite explain. With him seeming healthy after several doctor's visits, Dimitri's mother simply chalked it up as him going through growing pains. Dimitri himself came to believe this until one day he was offered a spoonful of cookie dough and he ended up biting part of the metal spoon clean off. His mother- being a person who just watched her child eat something non edible- promptly freaked out and called an ambulance to have Dimitri's stomach pumped. At the hospital, Dimitri quite spiritedly resisted the process involved with getting one's stomach pumped to the point where sedation seemed as though it would necessary. It took all of one second for Dimitri to see the needle coming his way to send the boy into a fit of hysterics which resulted in him with a shiny new pair of arms, and a doctor with a cracked rib. It took some smoothing out from his father to get Dimitri and his mother out of trouble, however the old man hardly seemed to mind. After all: he now had something he could really bond with his son over! Over the course of the next few years, Dimitri studied under his father, though things were originally off to a rocky start since Dimitri's desire to goof around with his powers to both test his limits and impress his friends occasionally came into conflicts with his father's tutelage. With time however he grew to learn the ins and outs of what he could do, as well as what being a hero actually mean . After a few more years of "official" lessons and Dimitri was eventually accepted into the Justice Society.

Personality: Dimitri is generally a very even tempered and easy going individual in his down time, and could even be considered down right lazy at times. His near perpetual smile and amiable demeanor, and soft tone paired with his large frame often makes people think of a sleepy bear when they look at him. This is actually pretty accurate seeing as just like a bear, Dimitri's deliberate and sleepy demeanor can give way to an absolutely ferocious and even deadly combatant when the limits of his patience are pushed beyond their tipping point. Though he'll never admit it, Dimitri has a very, very bad gambling streak. However he may behave, theres one thing that everyone who knows Dimitri can depend on: When the chips are down, he'll have your back no matter the odds.
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Other: Dimitri speaks with a slight lisp because of his teeth, he's somewhat sensitive of this fact and tries to correct his speech so as not to annoy others. Dimitri has an intense fear of needles.
Rocky snarled viciously as he closed the gap and slammed into the beast's side with full force. It was a dangerous move, as some of the security team were still trying to get potshots in. Others seemed willing to stop after Rocky's collide, or at the very least, were willing to try and alter their aim a bit. His own tough hide scratched against the beasts and created a somewhat grating noise as he grabbed onto one of the spines along it's back with one hand, and reached beneath it's arm with another. Rocky's jaws snapped open and shut loudly as he began biting at its side while to trying to lift the creature up in an attempt to flip it onto it's back. His reasoning was a simple one: armored creatures such as this typically had a soft underbelly. If he could just flip it over then he could give the others a clean shot at it or even tear it open himself. He pressed the attack, muscles like wire cables barely visible as they rippled and bulged from the effort beneath his scales.
@liferusherI think what he means to say is that this is already something that has been established as an active role-play rather than an attempt at gathering interest, as per the intent of the interest check section. This isn't to say that people cannot join, quite the opposite in fact: people *have* to join for it to actually gain any steam, so waiting for others to get interested in an active roleplay could very well doom it to stagnation due to a lack of members.
@vancexentanOh alright cool. Last name's been edited. I went with a simple japanese last name to match the simple man that is Dimitri. Truth be told my original plan was going to have Dimitri be a part of King's Pride that got outsourced to japan for one reason or another, however I couldn't quite figure out a good reason for someone with that sort of title attached to them being outsourced to an entirely different continent.

@FallenTrinity Eating things with one's arms is quite tricky I imagine, lol. Jokes aside it's mostly because i'd rather not have a character than can just instagulp a stop sign when the mood strikes him. Taking bites means that he'd have to take time, which means it'll also give him a chance to go "huh, how much of this can I safely eat in one sitting" rather than him just trying to down the whole thing. Unless it's for a bet, then god help him and whomever is watching, because he's not going to get too far beyond the "is it toxic?" part of the thought process.
@FallenTrinity I mean, I guess? I'm sort of used to it being the wife just taking on the husband's family name and them basing middle names on the gender of the child born. At least thats how my folks did it anyway.

@vancexentan
Finished editing. At least I will be after I edit the name.
Will edit accordingly. I wouldn't mind making him half japanese if need be, however if his father is of english descent then I can't really see how that'd affect his last name if his mother chose to take the english surname.
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