"Names are for friends, so you shouldn't be asking for mine.."
Name:
Pyotr Nikolai
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Location:
Vlad’s Complex
Weapons: (Note that these weapons were taken away from him when he was captured.)
Tactical Benelli Supernova
Kimber 1911
Modern Tomahawk
Karambit Knife
Silver Ceremonial Dagger
Incendiary Rounds
Personality:
Taking an satirical and sarcastic view on life, he believes that the whole world is against him. Finds it useful; as it keeps him on his toes, but he is slow to trust others and is skeptical of them even if their trust is valid. Enjoys decapitating supernaturals, as it brings him some solace in his weird sort of way.
Relationship:
None. At all.
Bio:
Pyotr can barely remember his real family, and he intends to keep it that way. He was kicked at eight, when his parents decided to disown him. It was a blessing and a curse to the the young Pyotr, who found the silence he found being homeless a safe haven. However, winter was coming and he found himself without food for several days. On the the verge of death, he was saved by a hunter. This old hunter had no apprentice to pass on his supernatural killing expertise, and seeing Pyotr cling on to life so desperately convinced the old hunter to take the boy in- the boy was obviously a determinator, so why not? Pyotr came to see the old man as sort of a surrogate father. Pyotr’s new mentor taught him physics, math, english, biology, and of course, supernatural killing techniques. He was a bit hesitant to kill supernaturals, they were just people who wanted to live too. but for the most part, Pyotr was happy with how life was- The mentor was patient as age had deteriorated his health, and he could no longer yell or do many strenuous activities. But, in Pyotr words, all good things come to an end.
A group of various supernaturals had decided to kill the old hunter, for punishment of the murders of several supernaturals. So they lynched his mentor, with Pyotr hiding where the supernaturals could not see him. However, Pyotr could see the supernaturals, and he knew exactly who they were. His mentor, now very close to death, gave him a silver dagger- One that had been passed down from many generations of hunters, as a parting gift. Whatever resentment he had for killing supernaturals became nonexistent. After brutally cutting off the heads or ripping out the hearts of those who had killed his mentor, he went on to kill every supernatural he crossed ways with, whether they were dangerous or friendly, it didn't matter. He was now fanatically devoted to the hunter cause, and the death of follow hunters in front of his eyes only made his convictions seem justified. After all, supernaturals were back-stabbing cowardly scum, a scourge that needed to be removed in order for humankind to live in relative safety. And he enjoyed the act of murdering supernaturals, and he has no remorse for any supernatural he has killed. After all, they’re just parasites that feed off humans. And like all parasites, they must be exterminated….
Currently is trapped in Vlad’s Complex. He swears when he gets free, they will regret not killing him when they had the chance, as he isn't running when he finds a way to find freedom.. No, he’ll make sure every last supernatural in the Complex burns to a crisp.
He got into a dispute with several other supernaturals while in Vlad's complex, ot Hammond's Complex as it is called now, and is at odds with a few of them at the moment,
He does enjoy the smell of napalm if supernaturals are being immolated in the stuff.
Name:
Pyotr Nikolai
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Location:
Vlad’s Complex
Weapons: (Note that these weapons were taken away from him when he was captured.)
Tactical Benelli Supernova
Kimber 1911
Modern Tomahawk
Karambit Knife
Silver Ceremonial Dagger
Incendiary Rounds
Personality:
Taking an satirical and sarcastic view on life, he believes that the whole world is against him. Finds it useful; as it keeps him on his toes, but he is slow to trust others and is skeptical of them even if their trust is valid. Enjoys decapitating supernaturals, as it brings him some solace in his weird sort of way.
Relationship:
None. At all.
Bio:
Pyotr can barely remember his real family, and he intends to keep it that way. He was kicked at eight, when his parents decided to disown him. It was a blessing and a curse to the the young Pyotr, who found the silence he found being homeless a safe haven. However, winter was coming and he found himself without food for several days. On the the verge of death, he was saved by a hunter. This old hunter had no apprentice to pass on his supernatural killing expertise, and seeing Pyotr cling on to life so desperately convinced the old hunter to take the boy in- the boy was obviously a determinator, so why not? Pyotr came to see the old man as sort of a surrogate father. Pyotr’s new mentor taught him physics, math, english, biology, and of course, supernatural killing techniques. He was a bit hesitant to kill supernaturals, they were just people who wanted to live too. but for the most part, Pyotr was happy with how life was- The mentor was patient as age had deteriorated his health, and he could no longer yell or do many strenuous activities. But, in Pyotr words, all good things come to an end.
A group of various supernaturals had decided to kill the old hunter, for punishment of the murders of several supernaturals. So they lynched his mentor, with Pyotr hiding where the supernaturals could not see him. However, Pyotr could see the supernaturals, and he knew exactly who they were. His mentor, now very close to death, gave him a silver dagger- One that had been passed down from many generations of hunters, as a parting gift. Whatever resentment he had for killing supernaturals became nonexistent. After brutally cutting off the heads or ripping out the hearts of those who had killed his mentor, he went on to kill every supernatural he crossed ways with, whether they were dangerous or friendly, it didn't matter. He was now fanatically devoted to the hunter cause, and the death of follow hunters in front of his eyes only made his convictions seem justified. After all, supernaturals were back-stabbing cowardly scum, a scourge that needed to be removed in order for humankind to live in relative safety. And he enjoyed the act of murdering supernaturals, and he has no remorse for any supernatural he has killed. After all, they’re just parasites that feed off humans. And like all parasites, they must be exterminated….
Currently is trapped in Vlad’s Complex. He swears when he gets free, they will regret not killing him when they had the chance, as he isn't running when he finds a way to find freedom.. No, he’ll make sure every last supernatural in the Complex burns to a crisp.
He got into a dispute with several other supernaturals while in Vlad's complex, ot Hammond's Complex as it is called now, and is at odds with a few of them at the moment,
He does enjoy the smell of napalm if supernaturals are being immolated in the stuff.
Embrace Sweet Death!
