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Published: Jan 26, 2014

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Name: Dmitry

Alias/Nickname: _Bastard None

Species: Sun bear

Height: '6'2' _{from his shoes, he's really 5'9}

Seme/Seke/Uke: Seme

Sadism/Masochism: Doesn't bother him much ~~though secret maso~~

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Talents:

Shopping - Since Dmitry's life revolved around the 'finer' things in life from his 'parents', dressing in luxuries and his eye for cuts and styles can be sought for. Stick with him and he'll get you into a suit --or some lingerie-- that you'd strut home with.

Gambling - Even if he's not a bunny he sure is lucky. Dmitry is keen on games and the idea of making more money from a simple chance of fate, believing deeply into that philosophy. And if he can't win; there was always cheating. His favourite game though is that very known 'Russian Roulette' _{which he plays with rubber bullets}

Keeping Secrets - Nothing would ever get past his mouth whether it is something from his own history or something that he was told. It was ingrained into his mindset and the thought of even uttering it would make him feel physically sick. Dmitry swears to the strictest code of confidentiality... maybe even better than so called doctors.

Shooting - Dmitry knows how to handle a gun or two, in other ways too. Even if he'd never use it until there's no other alternative do not take him lightly. He does enjoy target practice with fruits since it's fun and a meal all in one or showing off by shooting out the flame of a gun; highly impractical in some places but the only thing he could think of as a charm factor.

Stats:

Rank: D

Stamina: 3

Charm: 1

Wit: 5

Technique: 2

Willpower: 4

Wealth:

Likes/Dislikes:

+Sleeping

+Reading

+Staying up late when it's not hibernation

+/- Keeping an eye on someone

+Lingerie

+Drinking tea

+His suits

+His dolls

- The island

- his family

- Noise

-very hot places

-smell of blood

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Personality:

You need smarts to survive on the streets... you need even more smarts to survive in a family like his... Dmitry is very orderly, the type that wants to go from A to B even on a round about journey which gets him quickly agitated if people do not stick to his ideals on how they should be. He doesn't speak much without being spoken to unless he is grumbling to himself on how much he hates being here on the island when he could be in his once nice bed. He can come of as depressing on days that he hadn't slept yet but it's nothing a good petting couldn't help. Once well rested and refreshed he is more sociable and sometimes quotes books without noticing that he does it. The bear is rather gentle, kind and easily hurt even though his rough and rude persona begs to differ. After being hurt so many times, it was only natural for him to force a barrier upon himself.

History:

Dmitry wasn't at first born into the Russian mafia but the story all started when the boss' wife couldn't bare any children. His own story started after walking away from his group after a trip they had by the orphanage one night, not knowing where to go which resulted in him becoming lost. It was the first time he had ever been on the streets and it surely was different to the warmth of the building that he had stayed in for what he could remember of his short life. In the rough Russian winters, it was hard for anyone- let alone a small child- to survive but luckily he was found by a small band of circus acts that taught him how to steal and thrive in such a dangerous environment. They were his first family and he enjoyed the years he spent scamming and stealing from the wealthy for a hearty meal at night with the rest in the quaint wagon that went everywhere with them.

It seemed that wandering off on a tangent was a common thing he used to do as a child, the 6 year old being sent to throw away the 'liquid' in some alley. He hated that job so much but it lead him to see very disturbing things. But around there, a dead body was as familiar as a fresh loaf you pass by on the streets. He hadn't ever seen a 'killed' person though until then. Ending up in the wrong place at the wrong time gave him the right time to meet the boss of one of the most notorious gangs in the city and even though the pale eyed child stared blankly at the sight, he could feel the fear run down his spine and legs until they quivered. Even more when the other seemed to know his name. That smile as the warmest thing he had seen in the icy motherland, and to think it would have come from the man laced with the darkest past and rumours was definitely captivating.

It captivated him, and before he knew it the child was kidnapped, taken as the new heir and taught the most crucial rule of the mafia. To never ever talk out anything seen or heard by other members but most importantly by the boss. That was ingrained into his mind and the years after, he spent as happily as a child in his situation could. The child was taken anywhere and everywhere by the boss; to the local gambling house where he refined his talents of cheating but also was taught how to actually win; sometimes over to the brothels to count up how much was made during the night or read out the clients that visited as a way to learn how to read and write. But his favourite place had to be the tailor's store, enjoying the feeling of the different fabrics and getting measured but also looking like his daddy when the suit was put on.

Each day once night fell, he used to sneak out to visit those still out on the street, giving them any leftovers that he could carry with him on his way outside. Nothing made him happier than seeing those happy faces on those that believed they could make it through the night with a full stomach and a warm heart. He never got to see his first family after he was taken away, only hearing later on that they had travelled out of the motherland and headed west towards France. He wished for at least once that he could see him again.... With the progressing years, the male became more and more of a target for other members of the own family and others around; his father banning him from going outside or even fraternizing with the boss' employees and commodities and the young bear became more distant and introverted as he immersed himself in the dark arts after finding an old dusty book on the topic in one of the libraries in the home.

Dmitry spent his time playing either chess or cards with his mother, trying on her clothes once which he surprisingly enjoyed or locking himself in his room while he wished that he had a normal life. That he could spend more time with his father. That his mother didn't have to get ill... that what happened to them later on never happened... that he never met him.

_{After the police came to bust up an illegal caged fighting ring that his family was involved with, the bear was looked down upon, being deemed a snitch to the police. He wasn't though... he wasn't even there when it happened, just doing business for his dad as usual. Arriving to nothing was all he remembered since the police raided and destroyed everything. Panicking, the bear looked around for his lover but couldn't find them at all; he knew that it felt as if someone watched them when they were secretly together but he didn't expect it to be his father that was the one. Dmitry continued to search for his lover, holding tightly to a present he had bought as congratulations for the something-teenth time they had won but without avail. That was until a few days later. Upon hearing it from a member, he returned back home but did not see them or his parents. He was hit over the head and sold by the gang for money before it ended up disbanding to a wealthy trader who knew about the whereabouts of the so called lover after an insider in the prison he owned told him. Seeing the bear so miserable, the man gave him a ticket for a destination he didn't know, ending up on the island with the slightest clue of what happened.}

Others:

* Makes goals every day on pieces of paper that he sticks on his wall

* Wears lingerie underneath his suit cause it makes him feel pretty

* Has a voodoo doll he named Mr. Stitches when he was a child-- is in poor shape now but he still loves it dearly

* Closes his eyes tightly and counts in his head in bad situations as a way to calm himself down

* Is very cautious around windows

*is vegetarian

*Plays chess by himself when he has the chance.

*Knows who told the police

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Sammsy-Chan

Feb 13, 2014

Eeee yay he got in~! He looks so good amg <33

We will definitely need to rp in the future darling~!