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Dmitry Krutikov

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a character in “Modern Magic and Martinets”, as played by Wispy

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Have you ever been forced to be someone that you don't want to be?




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NAME
Дмитрий Крутиков; Dmitry Krutikov

AGE
17

GENDER
Male

NATIONALITY
Russian

HOUSE
Hart

FACE CLAIM
Michael Socha







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HAIR COLOR
Blonde with some dark brown roots; he has recently cut his hair short on the sides and long at the top.

EYE COLOR
A dark grey that hides all of his secrets; his deep dark secrets.

HEIGHT
Six foot; 182 cm, close to reaching the height of his father which is six foot, four inches.

WEIGHT
One hundred seventy nine pounds; 81 kg.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Dmitry is like any other seventeen year old male. He is slightly built and pretty tall and still growing. A distinguishing feature for him is his eyebrows. They are strong, defined and secretive. Then his eyes, cold and calculating. His expressions are stoic and almost emotionless. You can barely ever read what he is thinking.

Dmitry's fashion sense is almost non-existent. He can be seen wearing a plaid collared shirt of any color along with some pair of jeans that he pulls out of his suitcase. Normally Dmitry can be found out of uniform causing him to not be that good of a student. His "parents" don't know though. If they knew it would be WWIII.





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PERSONALITY
Jaded - Troubled - Care-free - Possessive

Dmitry is troubled, there is no doubt about that. From the random shaking spells to the lashing out at other student verbally. He's never been right really at all. When he isn't shaking or lashing out, he is very carefree. Often you find him lousing about like a delinquent. He is jaded, hiding his feelings from everyone for fear that someone will find out his secrets.

It has been rumored that Dmitry has a drug problem. Dealing with an uncle who rules you with and iron fist and also who killed your real parents really screws your head up. He has been known to use Diladid, a form of drugstore heroine that can be bought without a question. He wanted to escape from reality and Diladid did that exact thing. It took him to happier times and let him visit his mother and father.

Anyway, he has had one girlfriend and when in a romantic relationship, he is deadly possessive. He will feel insecure, feel as if the girl will leave him at any moment. Another side effect of the Diladid.





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FAMILIAR
The familiar that belongs to Dmitry has to be the most important person in Dmitry's life. His familiar is a white cat that his "father" cursed. The cat adorns green fur on the right side of his head and cuts off at his neck. His name is Valentin.

WAND
The wand that choose Dmitry was an elm wand, normally used by purebloods. The wand has a threstral tail hair center and it is 10 inches long.

BLOOD STATUS
Dmitry is a muggleborn wizard. His mother was born with no magical abilities even though she came from the Krutikov family. Once Dmitry was born, his parents were killed by unknown sources, even though most believe it was his uncle who killed the couple. He then lived on as a pureblood Krutikov wizard. No one knows the truth except for his uncle and of course, Dmitry.

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He hasn't found his patronus yet. He hasn't yet found that happy memory that allows him to conjour his patronus.




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PLACE OF ORIGIN
Saratov, Russia

FAMILY
Father // Alexei Krutikov // Dead
Mother // Darya Krutikov // Dead
Uncle // Ivan Krutikov // Alive
Aunt // Elizaveta Krutikov // Alive

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So begins...

Dmitry Krutikov's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Emery Wyrwyk Character Portrait: Robyn Adams Character Portrait: Eithene N. Carmody Character Portrait: Vulpecula Ligeia Character Portrait: Gideon Blackwood Character Portrait: Anton Dietrich Character Portrait: Keira Lance Character Portrait: Stuart Twombly Character Portrait: Anita Kapoor Character Portrait: Kim Jae-Sun Character Portrait: Zara Schwartz Character Portrait: Amelia Morrow Character Portrait: Arthur William Graymund Character Portrait: Dmitry Krutikov Character Portrait: Matteo Lanzo Character Portrait: Hana Cheon Character Portrait: Valentina Herrera Character Portrait: Viktor Ivchenko Character Portrait: Draven Taunton
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On the morning of September the first, all students arrive at Magdalena early and eagerly, just in time for breakfast. They’d all greet those they hadn’t yet had the chance to see and from there breakfast commence. Whether or not the lot of students got any rest usually depended on their compatibility with trains, which was inevitably unlikely. All students boarded at different times and different places, but they all arrived at 8am on the dot.

ImageProfessor Hawthorne announced the arrival of the first years as the rest of the diverse school sat munching, to which they sorting ceremony began. Magdalena had it’s own special way of sorting students into their houses. Though it seemed rather average or rudimentary, there was an enchanted basin placed at the end of the long line of first years. From there, they would draw their house, and go to join their tables pridefully.

Each table was dressed neatly in it’s house color named boldly with a banner lined in gold and silver, a glowing mist emanating around all the dishes and plates that floated and rotated so that everyone could get a bite. Not only did the tablecloth glow as brightly as the plates did, but it would almost play with the children. Pleasing them with thoughtful images of animals that best described their actions or their houses, and blasting the occasional first year in the face with what looked like an abundance of glitter.

Once the frayed nerves of the newbies died down, the students would surely be reintroduced to their new home know as Magdalena Academy of Magical Education.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Emery Wyrwyk Character Portrait: Robyn Adams Character Portrait: Eithene N. Carmody Character Portrait: Vulpecula Ligeia Character Portrait: Keira Lance Character Portrait: Stuart Twombly Character Portrait: Anita Kapoor Character Portrait: Kim Jae-Sun Character Portrait: Zara Schwartz Character Portrait: Dmitry Krutikov Character Portrait: Matteo Lanzo Character Portrait: Hana Cheon Character Portrait: Valentina Herrera Character Portrait: Viktor Ivchenko Character Portrait: Draven Taunton
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September 8th




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The school year had officially begun.

After the breakfast feast, orientation started for all students. First years; or as referred to by the headmaster, ersten Jahren, made things especially hectic, but they always did. Compassion was something the staff often enforced. Students of every grade had been there before, therefore it was nobody’s job to hassle them.

A week forward, students should now have had their schedules in order, and even maybe have gotten a little more sleep in the comfort of their dorms, which were located on the upper floors, comprised of balconies and bridges stringing over the view of the entrance hall. All fashioned and lit by enchanted lanterns that glowed with orange autumn light.

It had been a rainy week, some couldn’t even recall seeing the sun once during the first days of school. Nonetheless, the alumni kept the homecoming festivities rolling, but it wasn’t long until a gloom began to settle. It wasn’t any early-winter gloom that most experienced around this time. It was hardly winter yet in Germany. Something was clearly depressing the atmosphere.

Rumors of dragon sightings began to travel. Spreading like a wildfire, every student had to have heard something by the wake of the second week. Muggles had even apparently caught sight of the supposed ”UFOs”, but unfortunately the students were left in the dark.

Eventually, the ministry had sent word to Magdalena of the recent encounters, and Professor Hawthorne publicly and personally explained to staff and students what was occurring Monday morning.

“'Professor Decimus Wendell Hawthorne,'” chuckles rose among the students as the Headmaster read aloud the statement from the Minister himself. With a grunt and a half smile of his own, the Professor continued extravagantly. “'And to all whom it may concern at Magdalena Academy of Magical Education.

“‘It is to my dismay that I inform the wizarding communities of Germany and nearby settlements about the recent sightings of Chinese dragons. I’m afraid I have no personal knowledge as to why they’ve left their country to journey as far as Europe, but we know for certain that they have become a danger to central Germany. Chinese dragons aren’t known to act up as we’ve seen this past week, attacking farms, and increasingly populated places.’” Hawthorne trailed off, dropping the letter down on the podium and tightening his jaw.

“As you all know, and it goes without saying, the school will be carrying out lockdown procedures. I understand that this isn’t how any of you would like to start your Monday, but it looks as though we haven’t got any choice.” Hawthorne leaned heavily down upon the neatly engraved podium. It was true, he never liked laying down bad news, but it was not in his nature to sugarcoat subjects like this. “This means herbology, and other outdoor classes, will be heavily supervised, and dungeons will be utilized if those dragons come too close for comfort.”

The Headmaster, gazed down at the letter that sat before him, but he only nodded as if just agreeing with his decisions. “So, all that is left to say is enjoy your breakfast.” His tone defaulted to that of more positivity, and he turned to take his seat, leaving the students to their own thoughts.

With that, the second week had begun, and it wasn’t shaping out to be a good one.