there isn’t anything i wouldn’t do // o - game

Games, huh? It came as a bit of a shock to the tiger to realize that he hadn't exactly had the time to play a little game with others in a long, long time. He had wrestled with his siblings as any other child would have, but there came a time in which such play had come to an end: not due to their growing up, but due to the almighty wrath of creatures with natural powers far greater than they even dreamed of possessing...at the time, at least. Iosef was not a spineless little kit as he was before, and he had managed to discover his true abilities in time. In his struggle for survival and his integration into the Typhoon's society, he considered it that he had very little time to play games, and therefore he wouldn't join their current session, but rather spectate from afar. "I believe I'll watch for now," the white Siberian tiger declared quietly as he relaxed himself and took a comfortable seat, his cool blue gaze unwavering from those participating.
[spoiler=tags :: updated 3/19]basics.
✯ Dimitri "Iosef" Aslanov // Sef, YoYo, Dimwit
✯ male // masculine
✯ 11 months // 30 months mentally // 5 years spiritually
✯ crewmate of the Typhoon
✯ no titles // no unofficial titles
✯ forcefully brought from Russia, separated from family
✯ reincarnation of a Belgian Malinois named Dimitri
✯ has a Belgian Malinois form, will rarely shift to it
✯ manipulative, silver-tongued jerk
✯ charismatic and "outgoing"
✯ protective of children

appearance.
✯ Siberian tiger [ref]
✯ snow white pelt with jet black stripes
✯ sparkling light eyes
✯ occasionally wears a pair of Russian VDV dog tags
✯ no scars
✯ soft Russian accent

relationships.
✯ no best friend
✯ no mentor
✯ [G1] Boris [NPC] x Anastasia [NPC]
✯ bisexual
✯ single // no crush
✯ no offspring

interaction.
✯ storage // plot
✯ physically very difficult // mentally hard // teleportation, conjuration, electric elementals, shapeshifting
✯ attack in #0097a3[/spoiler]

“[color=#d4af37]Firstborn’s the lie! Congratulations, you two. Sorry Papercutter, thunderstorms are spooky. Love you!” All three statements were lies, Georgie just chose based on what the others thought. As if they needed to know about her.

The serval rolled onto her side, exposing her belly with a languid stretch. “[color=#d4af37]Who next?” She asked, nibbling idly on the tips of her claws and pouting deeply when Iosef arrived to spectate. No fun! But if he more comfortable watching, then he was more comfortable watching. Georgie couldn’t change that. Oh, I bet I could if I tried. She laughed into her paw pad at the mean thought. Not yet.

&& BLOOD CLEARING - NEW BEGINNINGS!

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Argus grinned a little wider, a self satisfied hmm contorting through her maw as she watched others gather up. SO she was right? Well, her instincts haven't lied to her yet. Maybe it was winning the first round that got her to start speaking, but she didn't hesitate when she started. " I was born in the desert, I am a mother, and I have been a leader before" Not an easy bit of facts to decipher through. While one was wrong, it would be hard to tell, mostly because of the tense she used but well, that wasn't considered cheating, was it?