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I would like to reserve a spot please.
Very well put together!
Also very interested.
Well Dmitri would've probably gotten an insanity plea and lived but the rest of ya prolly woulda been executed
Awesome that we got the Escape going!
Now who wants to save Dmitri (He'll be ever so grateful, he might even make you an honorary minion)
Absolute Grace said
Hola dudes! How is everyone?I hath returned from over yonder (work) and it gladdens me to see everyone getting along :3Who is ready for some IC action?!Oh and hello Azathoth. You will find a delightful piece of news in the land of PMs XD


FINALLY!!1
poor Dmitri is gonna be comatose by the time you guys find him
"Here she is" Gehrhart said as he saw the pale young woman "You'll keep your arm yet Wren". Wren meanwhile had become rather pale and drawn his injuries obviously taking a toll.

As they rode up to the small house Gehrhart dismounted his horse and gave a bow to the young healer. "Fair Lady, One of our company has been injured and we have brought him here in hopes that your skills may aid him" Gehrhart hoped that The healer wouldn't ask to many questions, the noble who had appeared had known much about them and he didn't want strangers privy to the clans movements.

"We will of course compensate you for your assistance" he added throwing some incentive in. "Boy!" Gehrhart said to the other young man riding with Wren "Take your brother inside and help the lady with anything she may need" the young man looked confused for a second then realization dawned on him as he nodded confirmation and began gingerly helping Wren down.

walking over to Sable who had remained on his horse Gehrhart Said, "Thank you for helping us get here, Now ride back to the Caravan and tell them we shall return shortly,Dear Brother".
Dmitri isn't going to be able to do much until someone pulls that IV out of his neck
(Waits patiently)
The Warden strode down the hall feeling very pleased with himself, he had received a letter from the city council saying that they wanted to present him a commendation at the opening of the new Metropolitan Courthouse, and that bastard Mayor would be the one handing it to him. He looked forward to seeing the egg on the Mayors face more than the award itself. As he perused his list he saw with some satisfaction Dmitri Jager: "Dr." Gheist was next on his list one of the more entertaining stops he got to make.

He turned a corner and walked to what seemed like a dead end but in the middle of the wall was a small window with four holes beneath it. Peering through the window The Warden saw Dmitri strapped to his usual slab angled to face the window, his eyes checked the IV connected to Dmitri's neck feeding him a slightly more than healthy dose of sedatives. "Open it" The warden commanded and the guards nodded and turned to a small door just to the left of the window opening it they retrieved an odd looking device on wheels with four heavy tines on its front. The machines tines slotted into the holes on the wall perfectly and when activated the machine began whirring and lifted the section of wall and moved it backwards and off to the side.

The Warden strode into the cell with an air of arrogant confidence. "Well Mr. Jager how do you like your new cell?" he said gesturing to the mostly empty room. "I must say Dr. Lawson has outdone himself with this one" The warden continued gesturing to the slab suspended by the machine. "How do you hold a man who can rewire almost anything?" The warden asked rhetorically "You don't give him the chance!" he answered himself a large smile on his face. "Dr, Lawson said it was "Owens Shaver" or something like that, Anyway I do hope you enjoy your new accommodations "Doctor" " the warden called as he turned to leave.

"Ocums... Rashure" Dmitri slurred raising his head and focusing his bloodshot grey eyes on the Warden. The Warden turned just at the entrance of the cell and asked "What did you just say?"

"It's Occam's Razor...You Idiot" Dmitri managed to spit out. The Warden looked a little put off but quickly brushed it aside and exited the cell. As the slab was placed back into its spot by the machine the warden turned to one of the guards and said "I want you to tell Medical to up Mr. Jager's Dosage". The guard nodded and marched off as the Warden checked Dmitri's name off his list and continued his rounds.
Gonna drop a CS and hope

Appearance:


Real name: "Dr." Dmitri Jager

Codename: Dr. Gheist

Age: 31

Personality:
A bit on the hyper side Dmitri is in constant motion and has an intense dislike for anything that restricts his movement. He has a warped perception of reality and perceives things in an odd way when compared to normal people. He talks quickly and he tends to finish his sentences several octaves higher than where he started them. He does not have a normal set of morals and is willing to do most anything "For Science!". He has a naturally inquisitive mind and will pester others with questions about themselves and their powers until he is sated. He is a very nervous man and twitches and fidgets constantly.

Ability/power/s:
Dmitri believes that his power is that he is the single greatest scientific mind to have ever existed, the truth however is that Dmitri is a powerful psychic who subconsciously empowers his devices by legitimately believing they work. So the "Ray Gun" He cobbled from a toaster and a flashlight will actually fire a beam of high intensity energy and blow up a car.

Weakness:
His power only works when his inventions are not put under scrutiny, The "Ray Gun" will fire fine until someone else looks at it and sees it as the garbage it is disrupting, however briefly, Dmitris' ability and disabling his "Invention". Not to mention he is not much of an example of the athletic capabilities of mankind.

Extra: Dmitri insists he is a Genius and seems dead set on proving this to anyone he can, this is why he has been arrested as one of his last inventions destroyed a mall and killed six people. The apparent reason was because some one called him a "Fake" which he did not take well.

Dmitri is fascinated by others with powers and often tries to "experiment" on them usually getting his ass kicked.

Why choose me?: "WHAT!!?! Why wouldn't you choose the single GREATEST MIND TO HAVE EVER WALKED THIS EARTH!!!! I make Edison look like a child and Einstein pales in comparison to my intellectual GLORY!! With me at your side we can show the world THE POWER OF SCIENCE wielded by its true master ME!!"
Dmitri stalked the halls of New Future Academy mumbling to himself about poorly written directions and occasionally giggling at something only he found funny. Many of the students gave him a wide berth looking upon the rail thin boy with stark white hair and an unkind look in his eyes past with uneasy quiet, conversations dieing in their throats. He had managed to discern the location of the Dark Clubroom, But he had a theory to test first hence why he was wandering so.

He though he had found an ideal candidate when a boy stalked past him with an obvious air of malice. AN ideal Candidate!! he though,t quietly slinking behind the boy and following him. Sure enough his subject led him straight to where he had thought the Club would be and with out hesitation the boy entered. "Oooh Doc you magnificent man" Dmitri said to himself, a smile growing on his face "You've done it again!"

After waiting a few moments Dmitri strode up to the entrance to the Clubroom and after some fiddling managed to get inside. The appearance of the club left Dmitri rather deflated. He had expected racks with ray-guns and a wall covered in plans for world domination with a dooms-day device half assembled in the corner. What he got was a room filled with kids and half broken chairs. I am Thoroughly unimpressed He thought, but then his eyes fell upon the bowl at the front of the room The presence of cookies has drastically changed my perception of this room he concluded walking up and taking three before taking a seat on the floor next to the rock the young boy was crying on.
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