Dimitri Dragovar

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Dimitri Dragovar
Player: @ The Maniacal Satanist
Origin: Natural
Archetype: Brute
Threat Level: 50
Personal Data
Real Name: Dimitri Dragovar
Known Aliases: Slade
Species: Human
Age: 22
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 238
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown (Usualy dyed Black/Red)
Biographical Data
Nationality: German
Occupation: Mercenary/Thief/Bounty Hunter
Place of Birth: Germany
Base of Operations: Berlin
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives: None
Known Powers
Known Abilities
No 'super' powers, he's merely trained his body to it's peak
.40 S&W Tactical Side-arm, Agent Gadget USA Tactical Knife, Brass Knuckles
Ex-German Special Forces Unit

Ex-Black Water Private Army

"There is no such thing as morality when you're just trying to get by."

-Dimitri Dragovar


Character Overview

Dimitri Dragovar grew up in a middle-class home in Berlin, Germany with his father. His mother passing away at his birth, his father brought him into the "Biker" culture. Dimitri became utterly obssessed with the whole "Desperado" and "Freelance" lifestyle. Dad always read him stories of famous figures that followed that lifestyle each night before he went to bed.

Constantly working odd-jobs here and there for the first 17 years of his life, he was able to build his very first chopper of his own. With the assistance of his father of course; showing him the ropes in mechanics, how to ride, etcetera, etcetera. Until joining the German army, only a few weeks after his 18th birthday. Unfortunatly, this gave little time to Dimitri to ride or see his father.

Years passed and Dimitri began ranking up within the army, now taking a position within the Special Forces unit, or Kommando Spezialkräfte. Serving two and a half years within the Unit, Dragovar was injured during a combat operation. Leaving home with a medal and a few stiches. He couldn't be happier.

Upon arriving home, bags in hand and a rather massive smile on his face. His father lies still and quiet upon the kitchen floor. Heart-attack. Nothing but tears and dejection welcomed him home that day.

Losing sight of his past child-hood dreams, Dimitri signed himself up for an American Private Military company. Blackwater. Serving his time and learning the ropes of nothing more than a "Legal Mercenary." Serving in a few client operations with a man named Talisien Wylder. The two became rather close, almost like brothers. Pulling eachother out of the stickiest of situations on the battlefield.

The two parted after completing client work in Africa, never to think they'd see eachother again. Time passes, healing many wounds of Dimitri's past, but not the scars.

After a proper honorable discharge, Dimitri returned home, particuraly the garage. Spending hours upon hours, just staring at his and his father's creation. It's been so long. The smell of gasoline and Co2 fumes filled the garage as Dimitri peeled out, riding to wherever the roads took him.

Thousands of gallons of fuel later, Dimitri parks his bike in a small parking garage outside a local club of the city he was in. Pocket D, eh? The looks and sounds of each individual that crossed him perplexed him beyond belief. However, one man stook out. Somewhat on the short-side, black leather jacket, black jeans, cowboy hat and a cigarette between his lips and his eyes covered with eyeliner? It can't be. Talisien?!

Many shots and bottles of beer were consumed that day. Words were exchanged for hours upon hours. The thought of the stories his father read to him were finally resurfacing after all this time. After some thought was put into this by Talisien and Dimitri. The "Wild Bunch Riders" were born.


Dimitri is rather easy-going. Don't let the big muscles and shaved head tell you any different. Despite the biker attire and cigarette between his lips, behind the smoke is a rather well-mannered, intellegant, understanding man. He likes to think of himself as being open-minded and strong willed.

The rest is for you to find out on your own.

Theme Song

Has yet to be decided.




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Totally Dimitri and Tali


Feel free to leave IC comments Below.

"Dimitri's one of the baddest som'bitches I've ever met, an' probably my best friend. We been through a lotta shit, but he's got my back an' I got his. If he's down to ride, ya know I am."

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