Post by Sinneh on Jun 6, 2010 23:36:52 GMT -5
Name: Dimitri Valerian Gray
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: panther
Appearance:
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: panther
Appearance:
Human:Personality:
Dimitri is unexpectedly tall for his age, but part of that is due to heritage. He stands in at 6’5 at his 19 years old, and once he’s into his prime he’ll probably grow to be around 6’6 or 6’7. He had medium length jet black hair. It covers the back of his neck and his forehead, stopping at his brows, and barely covers his ears. It’s kept clean and has a shaggy, stylishly unkempt look to it. His handsomely long-lashed eyes are set under a moderate brow, and both are a stunning emerald green, their deep abyss giving him an almost entrancing stare that holds another’s gaze unwaveringly. With recent events, they tend to be hard and stoic, but deep under there is a haunted, pained depth iced over and hidden. His features are near perfect, and his jaw line sharp and strong. His lips are both full with the upper being slightly thinner but a perfect Cupids Bow nonetheless.
His build is athletic- long and lean, and even a bit lanky with his height. Even though he is lean, his body is hard and fairly sculpted; growing up, he was an active soccer player and swimmer, and then ranch hand was added when he moved to Montana. His shifter mark matches the green of his eyes and is located on the inside of his wrist.
He usually wears dark brown leather cuff bracelets, and sometimes black but he never leaves without them on. He can also be found wearing a matching leather collar/necklace type thing, oh and can’t forget the hat! He loves his cowboy hats, but astonishingly he won’t wear them very often. As for shoes, it’s an even balance between cowboy boots and athletic shoes. And it’s a secret, but he’ll sometimes be seen carrying a bull whip on his hip. (Yes, he knows how to use it, don’t ask.)
Animal:
Dimitri shifts into a Black Panther. His pelt is a glossy ebon and smooth as velvet to the touch with his spots obscured- characteristic to the species. He is a bit larger than average, but this is due to his physique as a human. His sleek form is framed with muscles like taut steel that fit him well. His eyes retain their surreal green.
Dimitri was born a leader of sorts. He hates having to bend to the wills of others, but will if he believes it’s for the better. He is a strong fighter, a clever guy, and a good friend. If you gain his trust, he will always be loyal and always be there to defend and comfort you. He shies away from females, having been hurt too many times by them, falling for their tricks and games many a times. Still, he cannot help himself. What could start out as camaraderie could end up him totally crushing on her, to the point of near obsession. Too bad he always goes for the wrong femme’s. He is trusting and lethal, seeming to have that big brother persona and guardian warrior air about him. Once he does something he sets his mind to, he will always follow through, and he is true to his word and follows every action with a strong belief or authoritative purpose. He will take charge of a situation if he feels he needs to, and does his best to resolve conflicts even if they are not his own. He can be a caring individual, but he can be cold and heartless as well. Sometimes it’s like a battle within; fire and ice. He hasn’t found a balance yet, but he keeps on trying. He tries to contain it, and then redirect it. He will be warm to his friends, yet cold to his enemies. He will most likely be a pillar of strength and guidance, but inside he might need someone of his own. Perhaps that’s why he has that whole girl problem?History:
He used to be as easy going as they go, always with a smile and laughter in his eyes. With the death though, he changed. The event scarred him emotionally and gave him a new seriousness and reserved trait. He used to be known as the one always with a smile, light and open and having fun. Now though, he will only sometimes crack a smile, but don’t count too much on it. His smile is infectious, but it hardly comes around, more often than not he would give a half smile, and rarer still is his crooked grin.
There seem to be many contrasting traits when it comes to Dimitri, but it is all a part of his complex personality. He himself is so confused over who he really is that it only makes sense for him to feel so many different ways and to think so many different things. He contradicts himself constantly even though he is not aware of it. However, when it comes to certain things he knows what he’s doing.
The main thing about Dimitri is that a lot of people around him notice is that he keeps to himself recently. Dimitri is a rather complicated individual, both preferring to be the loner but who could In his solitude he finds peace and quiet, which is exactly what he needs to sort through his overwhelming thoughts. Sometimes it gives him too much of an opportunity to dwell on things that he doesn't need to be thinking about, but that is his choice. He's a very intimidating and fearsome individual. He instills respect in his peers and usually anyone else he comes into contact with, but earns it at the same time. He never forces that idea onto anyone. His quiet nature makes it hard to approach him because people think he is unfriendly, which is far from the truth. His brooding personality makes it difficult to know what he is thinking or how he is going to respond, so many people don't chance it, further separating him from the rest of the population. He doesn't complain. Dimitri is also very intelligent, and that makes him hard to approach because of the intimidation level as other factors. They don't know what to say around him because they don't know what he's thinking, and if they are wrong. However, because of all of those aspects, people are highly intimidated by him. But even though he comes off as intimidating and solitary, Dimitri is extremely protective over any individual that has managed to get close to him in his life, and plenty capable and has a strong sense of duty and dedication. He will put them before himself more often than not, and he will make certain that their well being is more important than his own. He uses his skills and his power to take care of them, and he would do anything for anyone of them, them being the rare people he might get close to or even care about.
He might be the most patient individual that one has ever met. If someone is misbehaving or being just rather annoying, he can have a hard time with it at times, but he always calms himself down and becomes the adult in the situation. but if there's one thing that bothers him, it's annoying, stupid people. He never says that out loud, and he keeps his poise and his calm exterior. He is honestly really patient, and tries hard to remain that way in situations in which he just wants to lose his temper. However, there are some times when Dimitri just can't hold himself together, and those lapses in control- even though they tend to be few and far in between- can prove fatal for some and savage, erupting in a way that is not always positive. More often than not it's either himself or other adults that can infuriate him. He expects more from adults and especially himself, that is just frustrates him when they aren't intelligent or they make stupid comments, and disrespect is always a gamble when directed intentionally towards Dimitri or the ones he cares about. And if he dwells too much upon his past, that can bring a violent outbreak as well. He’s always trying to maintain his control and his neutral, collected exterior, but no matter how fine he has perfected it there will always be times where he snaps.
Hardly is he even talking about anything personal about himself. Now even though he prefers to be alone, he can be really friendly when it comes down to it. He enjoys having an intelligent conversation with someone, he likes to interact with people, but only on his terms. He can be as friendly as they come, but only if he wants to be. On top of the friendliness at times, he is also a very good listener. He knows how it feels to not belong in the world, and he does his best to give good advice to them. He'll listen for as long as someone needs him to, for the most part.
He has a silver tongue and a razor wit, he can also be a bit cynical at times and his natural stubbornness and defiance gives him a smart ass’d mouth at times. He's sarcastic and more than a little cynical and he can just be down right cold sometimes.
Dimitri was born in Siberia, the oldest out of family with 2 younger other sisters and a baby brother. His mother was American born and raised whilst his father was all European- Russian/Romanian to be exact. His family and him stayed in Russia but finally moved to the US when Dimitri was at the age of 7. They settled in Montana, on a working ranch, and there they continued to live. Dimitri loved working with the animals and doing the manual labor that needed to be done, and managed to fit in sports. He continued to play soccer and swim, and his father took up a job with his own Dojo, so martial arts were also in the mix. At the age of 17, some “old friends” from Europe had the family killed. Dimitri returned home one day to find his family gagged and bound in the living room at gunpoint. The group of 3 that had done that were merely carrying out orders from their boss- a man who had some sort of personal vendetta against Dimitri’s parents from somewhere in their past. Dimitri joined them- being bound by force and joining his family. Long story short- after a few hours of…stuff…his siblings and parents finally ended up being shot execution style, except for his father. Something broke in Dimitri which made him shift, and from there nothing stopped him from chaos reigning and all hell breaking loose. His dying father told him about Shelpey Alley and such before the final moment.Sample:
For the next 2 years, Dimitri went back to Europe and sought out vengeance for his family’s death. He successfully killed every single member of the organization/group involved or related in any way, even if it took him a little over a year and a half to do it. Once things were settled, Dimitri sought out the location of the place his father had told him. Today, he’s only been here for a few days; let’s see how it goes from there.
‘d**ned moon, d**ned stars, d**ned night, d**n the world!!!’Other:
This was the single thought in the front of the young wolfs’ mind. He was already naturally agitated, but combine it with the effects of his “curse” he was a ticking time bomb. The male was predominately a medium gray, accented with black here and there with a pristine white coloring the insides of his legs, his belly, chest, and under his tail. His lips were pulled back over his glistening ivory canines, and pure raw anger burned in his stormy gray and blue eyes. There was a dark circle of blue hugging the pupil, only visible in the kiss-or-kill distance. However, the blue hue was also visible if his stormy gray orbs were reflecting light. He walked tensely, wishing for the change to happen already.
He started to breath heavily, almost pained. The boy was no more than 9 weeks of age. His parents gave only gave him pain and heartbreak, to the point where he became a runaway. Thinking about them caused a vicious snarl to rip from his throat and out between clenched jaws. The burning sensation filled his entire body, from even the cellular level. What was wrong with him? He was unaware he held the “curse”.
The burning, itching sensation filled him completely and he couldn’t take it anymore. He broke into a hard run. He was panting heavily as he continued to run over the lands, trying to run away from whatever it was, trying to leave it all behind him. It was only becoming worse. The sensations started the day his parents decided he would be useful for something after all, yet only treated him harsher, trying to ingrain his respect and obedience even more, but also to no avail. In fact, they were doing the opposite. One day he left them, ran away and didn’t stop until he nearly collapsed from exhaustion. The day after “it” only intensified. Today was the 4th day since then, and it was almost unbearable.
He stopped running, falling in a heap on the ground. He let out raging snarls and growls, at no one in particular. He was a smart boy, so he decided to blame the moon and stars for his state. He was faced with a cliff now, and he only raged all the louder, now blaming the cliff. His sensed were a haze, his vision tinged with black. It was as if his body couldn’t wait; knowing he could change whenever he wanted. How did this be? Not even he knew himself.
His muscles were twitching uncontrollably, his eyes tightly shut, and his jaws clenched with bone breaking grip. His fur was out on end, and he still felt like he wanted to get out of his own skin. Why would he ever want that? There was something inside, something that wanted freedom. It was then his bones cracked sickeningly, popping and shifting. He cried out, rolling onto his side and clutching to the ground. There was both relief and pain, but it still was horrible. He felt himself lengthen, muscles and tendons shifting and accustoming themselves to better fit his new skeletal structure. He kept on lashing wildly about, trying to stop it, and for the first time felt real fear. What if he had to live forever in this state? Finally, with a last horrific crack, it began to fade. He rose, unsteadily, to his feet. He fell over, landing heavily on his side. He pulled himself back up…with foreign limbs. He let out a howl, heart breaking in its shrillness, fearsome and unsetting with its intensity. He went back to all fours, much larger than he was as the 9 week old wolf pup. The feelings were still fading, but being replaced with something else. What he didn’t know. He just needed to do something, take it out on something. Someone sounded better though. He buried his claws deep into the earth, and then yanked them free. Dirt was upturned and even flung as he suddenly lost balance and fell forward. He was able to move his arms so that he fell once again on his side. In his current state, he wanted to rip someone apart, limb from limb, skin from muscle, and muscle from bone…much like he had wanted to do to himself. He remained unaware of the other beast on the side of the cliff on the ledge.