Post by Raron on Dec 2, 2008 19:26:27 GMT -5
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Player Information
Handle: Raron
Gender: Male… I think… yup… defiantly male.
Contact Information Weirdwill@chaosthoery.com on Msn, do not send e-mail there, the e-mail address is a lie.
Other Characters here?Tarsus Ridge
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Character Information
Canon? Well… he likes Cannons but is not Canon.
Character Name: Dimitri Salvadore
Gender:Male
Age: 37
Species/Breed: Moray Eel/Spider Monkey Hybrid (Yes… I am a madman…)
Current Occupation: Angel, specialty of weaponry. He is the current chief of the Armory.
Personality: Straight forward, to the point, as subtle as a thirty pound bag of plastic explosive, these are all terms his coworker describe Dimitri, He doesn’t like things to be complicated and tends to plan for complications. Truth be told most of his counter complications tend to be of the high caliber variety. He practically worships weapons, most of all firearms. He can most often be found in the armory (where he rests and eats, the only time he heads to his room is to bath… upon insistence of the rest of the armory staff) He eats, daydreams, and breaths firearms day in and day out. The sight of him talking to the weapons he is working on no longer fazes his staff… though the fact that he talks to them as a lover would is a source of embarrassment for new members. Despite his oddness he is an outstanding armory chief, his straight forwardness and attention to detail means that the angels receive only the best from the armory, even if the weapons were repaired in, made in, or just passing through the armory… many a furre have been surprised to find the gun that was at their side now in the hands of this strange furre who is now cooing, cuddling, and reassembling their firearm ignoring all protests. Strangest of all is the sheer ferocity that Dimitri protects his staff with, he considers them his family and goes out of his way to help them, he has the largest number of long term fledglings on his staff, he doesn’t care that the gates did not choose them, or what the supervisors think. To him they are family, and anyone trying to take his family away… well he will have to solve a problem then…
Appearance: Most consider Dimitri surprisingly short considering the position he holds, furres look up to tall furres and a four foot, five inch tall monkey eel hybrid is not what most would picture as the head of the armory. Dimitri’s only response is to refer to a small but powerful handgun in the armory and explain how a weapon’s size does not determine how deadly it is, but rather how it is used determines how deadly it is. This combined with a toothy grin makes furres tend not to bring it up again. At said height he still attracts attention with is sense of fashion and his natural unusual appearance. He skin is a bright green rubbery flesh like all eel kind possess, but unlike most he does not have a fin on the back of his head going down his body, instead he has a line of thick, wire-like hair going down his back, over the end of his tail, up… and to his chest where it spreads out in a upside down star shape of hair.
Because of his hybrid heritage he possesses both lungs and gills, this had led to a broader then normal chest, not sleek built like most eels or monkeys, on the other hand he is also not muscle bound, instead his body is covered by cable like tendons on his arms, legs, and hands. All four hands, due to his monkey heritage he has a second pair of hands instead of feet.
Fashion wise he is known to be somewhat of a one trick pony, he wears printed novelty T-shirts of his own design over a flak jacket, and a pair of leather gloves on each hand, a pair of padded leather pants completes the look. This is what he normally wears in the warmth of the armory. When he HAS to go outside he bundles up till the only part of him you can see is a pair of blue eyes peering out a set of heated goggles.
Background:
Password? The first sacrament of the armory, thou shalt respect thine weapon or get a hand or three upside the head.
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Dimitri was an abandoned at an orphanage by his mother who considered him a mistake. He was raised with a distance kindness by those present at the orphanage, not one to coddle they let him make his own way in the orphanage, letting him resolve his own battles brought to him by others in the orphanage because of his unique heritage. He never backed down and demonstrated many times his ability to raise twenty fingers when others could only raise ten. AS time went on and no one adopted this smart yet odd child he began to read to pass the time, when he came across an old book on weapons it was love at first sight. The form, the function, the simplicity of the weapons were a thing of wonder to the young furre, he decided then and there he wanted to work with guns, build them, fix them. Telling the orphanage workers was… interesting. They were surprised but supportive. They informed him the people who got the access to the best gear was the angels. With this in mind he studied, worked, and scraped his way to the goal of getting his hands on the gear he desired. He went to weapon shops and talked, devoured books, went to… less desirable people and got his hands on the real thing. As time went on his love for weapons only intensified. He got his GED and was accepted to the Angels where he made a sacrifice that many considered unusual. He gave up the ability to sleep. They operated on his brain and hooked it up so he could not sleep. A side effect of this is he must have weekly chemical injections to keep his brain healthy as well as once a month he is put under by chemical means so his body and mind can rest completely, this is so he does not go mad. He can not sleep by himself, only with medical help can he achieve the rest most take for granted.He rose quickly in the ranks of the angels amongst the armory, and in time replaced the old chief armorer after the old chief tried a new experimental weapon with fatal results as it backfired. Dimitri has never been happier.
