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Zelgadis

2015-12-08T00:14:09Z

Dante:

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|Name=Zelgadis
|Series=Slayers
|Threat=Block Buster
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|Gender=Male
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|Desc=Here's a handsome sight. You think this is a handsome sight. This guy seems to keep his face mostly hidden behind a hood, most of the time. He seems to make the ladies swoon once in a while though...so he might be handsome. He also might be a statue. That's right. From what little exposed skin one can see, this gentleman seems to have stone skin. Yeah. Stone. Like, made of rock. Don't take him for granite. Ha ha ha....ha? Ok, moving on... His current outfit is his usual white garb. White tunic with a hood, white trousers, white boots. Is this guy racist or something? No, probably not. I just wanted to be controversial. There's a sword buckled at his waist, so it suffices to say that he might be a warrior of some kind. Either that or he's a cosplayer. Either one is fairly intimidating.

|Skills=Zelgadis, after his transformation...had a sizable boost in strength and speed compared to a typical human. His stone skin is rather hard to damage without magical or SEVERE physical means.

He's a very competent swordsman and also wields magic. The majority of his spell-casting is based in shamanism. It allows him to control the elements as well as wield abilities from the astral plane, a spiritual dimension from his home world that he was still able to connect too, even from a whole different dimension.

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==Background==
Zelgadis Greywers was once human. This changed one day when he asked his grandfather for 'power'. He wanted to be strong. Taking advantage of the situation, Rezo changed him into a chimera. A creature still 1/3rd human, now also 1/3 golem and 1/3 brass demon.

His adventures were quite varied and epic in his home world. Questing with Lina Inverse and crew left him in a number of strange situations. The strangest however, was a solo mission. Pursuing a supposed 'real' copy of the Claire Bible...a tome that could lead to a cure for his curse, he manages to fall into what seemed to be an ancient portal. Funny, no one had ever seen anything like that there BEFORE....

He awoke in Twisted, a strange world with a mixture of clashing dimensions and denizens all its own. Finding himself in such a place, he varied his time between trying to find a way home...and finding a cure for his own condition. Through multiple interactions, he found friends, enemies...even a girlfriend for a time. Thanks to the help of Caliga, if one could call it that...he discovers that thanks to a fluke in the modification process used on him, his astral body was partially connected to that of a piece of Shabrinigdo. A demon lord of his own world. Caliga's 'help' left his astral form slowly being devoured by this force and his will in a constant flux. Eventually he seemed overwhelmed and whilst in a maniacal battle for his own free will and sanity, he disappeared in a flash of astral energy. He hasn't been seen since.

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Dante

2015-12-08T00:13:11Z

Dante:

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|Name=Dante
|Series=Devil May Cry
|Threat=City Smasher
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|Gender=Male
|Species=Human/Demon
|Age=Around 30 or so.
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|Height=About 5'10
|Weight=170 - 180 lbs
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|Desc=A handsome visage indeed, bewitching, flirtatious....demonic? Eh, must be your imagination. Dante Sparda usually has a very lesse' faire attitude about him. His eyes, which almost seem to toggle colors as you see them from various angles, tend to look at everything with a playful gleam...but somewhere deep down is an aged gaze, hardened and piercing. His hair is an odd silvery color, kind of hard to place. He normally wears it short, although his bangs are a bit long and tend to hang into his face a bit. His usual attire is an old fashioned looking, black tunic/vest combo. These are supported by a pair of black jeans and matching boots. The only thing off from his all black motif' is a slightly worn red trenchcoat that stops just on his ankles. Odder still about his look are a pair of pistols that seem tucked into holsters on his pants on the back....one silver, one black. They look almost like your typical Colt 45's...but they're even larger, if one could fathom that. Desert Eagles, maybe? Finally...now HOW did you miss that before? A large SWORD lies strapped to his back. It looks almost too big to carry and has some sort of ruins etched into the handle, from what you can see. You notice that you've been staring quite a while. He noticed your glance a while back and has been looking you up and down himself. He gives you one of his trademark grins and returns to his prior engagements...which are normally just walking off.
|Skills=Devil Arms:

Rebellion,

Cerberus,

Agni/Rudra,

Nevan,

Beowulf,

Alastor,

Inferno,

Fire-arms:

Ebony and Ivory,
Sawed off Shotgun,
Spiral,
Artemis,
Grenade Launcher,

Latent powers:

Devil Trigger,

Quicksilver,

|Stats=Physical Ability: 8 (Superhuman physical power and speed) 
Knowledge: 3 (In general. Has about a high school education in most non-kicking ass subjects) 
Magical Knowledge: 3 (Pffft. Magic. He knows a few things he picks up on his travels. Doesn't care to study much.) 
Superhuman ability: 9 (Definitely not endless power, has limited energy reserves. During those times, especially when triggered...is truly a force to be reckoned with.)

Threat Level: 5.75

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==Background==
Dante Sparda. Son of a legendary (In his world at least) demonic general by the name of, what else? Sparda. His mother human, he and his brother [[Vergil]] are half breeds. Tempered by a mixture of heated demon blood and the DNA of a human being, it lends them a strange combination of powers and ambitions.

In his youth, his mother was killed long after his father had already passed. Agents of the demon lord Mundus had attempted to locate and destroy the brothers, trying to ensure that the bloodline of Sparda would be lost forever so that their master could once again rise and take the human world. Their mother managed to hide them away before she was killed, leaving them to fend for themselves as they grew. As they aged, they grew apart both physically and mentally. Dante had taken the 'good guy with bad habits' approach to things.

Dante begin his business endeavor, then titled 'Devil May Cry', somewhere in his early 20's it's said. Before even managing to fully open his shop for business, he was confronted and attacked by minions of (unbeknownst to him at the time) his brother...who was attempting to open a link to the demon world and take the latent power of Sparda for himself. After battling to the top of the tower Temen-Ni-Gru, a portal between the two worlds...he managed to defeat his brother and cast him to the underworld...as much by Vergil's choice as his own. This was also the first time he ever met one of his repeat partners. The demon hunter, Mary (Who he usually refers to as 'Lady').

Fast forwarding to his later years, his shop still open...he meets up with Trish. A demonic female created by Mundus to look just like his mother. Feeding him a partially true story about Mundus's awakening...he follows her into what would turn out to be a huge trap. Betrayed by Trish at first...he manages to defeat everything the demon general would throw his way, including a now older version of his brother Virgil, and defeat Mundus with the help of Trish and the latent power of Sparda that flowed through him once again. Leaving the island to collapse behind him, Trish becomes another repeat partner in his crusade against the demonic evil threatening the world.

On a somewhat routine mission, Dante had managed to find himself face to face with an old ley line from times past. Evidently it was being used by a few 'wanna be' demon summoners to conjure up some small demonic entities. Easily dispatching the summoners and their minions, he managed to accidentally 'devil trigger' while rather close to the summoning circle that the bad guys were using as a conjuring point. Triggering the ley line with this sudden release of power, Dante was flung from his world into a much more 'Twisted' one.

Waking up with little memory of how he got there, Dante finds himself stuck in this new dimension. Having met a few of the locals and noticing no easy way to make it home...Dante decides, as usual, to make the best of it until something changes. If he manages to pick up a few girlfriends and some good booze along the way...well, that's just peachy with him.

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2015-08-16 (PostU) Concern, regret, and camaraderie!

2015-08-17T14:52:29Z

Dante: Of sea life, pony princesses, hot birds and sauerkraut!

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Title = Concern, regret, and camaraderie! Princess Twilight Sparkle and Rayne reconcile!
|Who = [[Twilight]], [[Serenity]], [[Johann]], [[Rayne]]
|Date = August 16, 2015
|Where = Twilight's Apartment
|Log=

Rayne blinks, and looks back at Serenity with a tilted head. She has a slightly confused look, then lifts her wing-shoulders in a shrug. She then hops off the roof, her feathers seemingly igniting into flames.

Despite having only the stained-glass mural of herself as a princess as a means of looking out of her apartment, Twilight Sparkle is still distracted from her daily reading regimen by the flash of flames visible through the ornate window, prompting a simultaneous teleportation outside and a sudden freefall as she extends her lavender wings to fly after the falling - and flaming - bird. "Ok, that's not good... Hold on!"

Serenity doesn't seem terribly surprised to see the red eagle jumping off the railing, but 'blinks' eyes inward at the sight of it catching on fire. The mottled mollusc 'stands' at the edge of the roof looking out uncertainly at the neighbor, looking no less surprised when another neighbor makes a sudden appearance ouside. After these few moments, it seems that Ren hasn't yet figured out what to do next.

Rayne spreads her wings to catch the air, then suddenly shifts her gaze up at the new voice above her. From her beak comes the standard eagle's cry as she tries to swerve out of the way of Twilight. No, the eagle doesn't seem to really notice it's on fire at the moment. It's definitely much more surprised at the sudden alicorn.

In the midst of her rather risky freefall, the lavender-furred pegacorn reorients herself, giving both wings a few powerful flaps to stop even as her horn lights up with her distinctive magenta aura. With concentration, and purpose in her eyes, Princess Twilight aims with a 'cocoon' of magic at the falling eagle. "I'm not going to hurt you..."

Serenity's 'wings', meanwhile, aren't doing anything more useful than some station-keeping within the mass of suspended water. Ren frowns at the interaction between the two, though seems to be watching mostly Twilight. Despite some lack of familiarity with flying animals, Ren's limied intuition seems to contain some notion of aerodynamic and non-aerodymanic shapes.

Rayne audibly sighs as she's caught by the magic. It's not a look of thanks that gets directed at Twilight, but instead one of mild annoyance: eyes half closed and head significantly tilted as she looks directly at the much more magically inclined mythical flying creature. Still, she keeps her wings as stretched out as the cocoon lets her.

Twilight Sparkle descends at a much slower rate, wings beating steadily up until both she and the eagle are on the ground. It's at that point that the magenta aura fades from both the majestic bird and her horn, though it's followed by a confused expression. "What... were you doing, exactly...?"
Serenity leans on the railing, perhaps supposing that if it can be out in the rain, it can also be dunked underwater with no ill effects. Ren peers over the edge at the figures five stories below, evidently more concerned with what's going on than with the height.

Rayne looks at Twilight for a few seconds before letting out a quiet screach. Nope. This bird can't talk. She makes a motion upward with her head before clumsily taking to the air again to fly up to the roof to land next to Serenity. She makes direct eye contact with Ren before looking to Twilight again.

Twilight Sparkle steps back, craning her neck upward and following the movement of the eagle before teleporting back up to the roof in a brief flicker of light. "I don't get what's going on here, but when I saw that bird falling through the window of my apartment... One of my best friends has an affinity for animals, despite being that timid, and she wouldn't forgive me if she found out I let one die without trying to save it."

"You aren't hurt, are you?" Ren asks uncertainly, after Ryane lands, shifting to 'stand' on the other side of her. "I still think that some pants might help avoid mis-" Ren makes a crackling noise and shrinks lengthwise for a moment as Twilight reappears on the roof. "Hhh... Hello again." Ren says to Twilight, relaxing again. "I think you may have misjudged the falling part," Ren says, motioning to Rayne, "and this is in fact a person rather than an animal."

Rayne nods to what Ren says while the flames surrounding her die down. Rather than continue to not be able to communicate, she then proceeds to hop back over to the abandoned robe on the rooftop to worm her way back into it.

Twilight Sparkle blinks in confusion at that statement, raising an eyebrow. "I'd go and say that makes no sense, but after seeing what both Pinkie Pie and Discord are capable of... I guess such a thing is actually quite possible."

Serenity regards Rayne curiously with the disappearance of the flames, then looks back to Twilight. "My notion of 'making sense' has been somewhat loosened by this town," Ren agrees. "Rayne Hurris is in fact someone who was hoping to catch Kotal for a job interview with TASK."

Rayne's voice comes from the robe. "Just couldn't go out for a fly, could I?" Now apparently back in human form, she pokes her head out the top. "Yeah, it's me, Twilight. That was what I was talking about when I said I wanted to make sure I'm still what I thought I was the other day... The whole being a phoenix thing. And I thought you said it was someone named Dante, Ren?"

Twilight Sparkle actually draws back, ears drooping somewhat at the revelation. "Sorry about that, Rayne... I couldn't exactly see the rooftop from here, without flying or teleporting outside... So I thought something bad had happened when I saw that..."

"Dante has been quite busy of late," Ren explains, "but I imagine that Kotal could conduct an interview in his place." Ren flows over to 'stand' by Rayne after she fills out the robe, then glances between her and Twilight. "Shapeshifting and teleportation... Now those have been some interesting revelations," Ren remarks thoughtfully, then looks to Rayne, "I don't suppose that you have any other shapes?"

Rayne gets her left arm through the sleeve. Now having a free hand, she reaches up to pull her hair through the collar of the robe. "It's okay, Twilight. At least you meant well. I mean, how often do you see a bird that's actually on fire?" She now manages to ger the other hand through, and nods towards Ren. "That probably increases my chances, then. He basically offered me a job before. And no, just the two. I've never realized before just how annoying it is not being able to talk when others are talking to you. Ugh."

Twilight says, "The closest would be Princess Celestia's pet phoenix, Philomeena. But as far as seeing firebirds goes... It's rare to see that, and it usually suggests trouble."

Serenity is 'standing' on the roof with Twilight and a robe-clad Rayne. "I suspect that Amaterasu knows at least some of your frustration, Rayne, as she seems to need her companion to interpret half of the conversation," Ren offers. Ren then extends a portion of fin along with a hand-like set of extrusions. "Manual dexterity seems a useful feature of your current form, too."

Rayne doesn't seem to register anything Serenity said. Instead, she's just looking at Twilight with a bit of a look of horror. "Pet? PET phoenix?" She puts a hand up to her cheek, lightly scratching at the still healing scratch marks from her encounter with Flandre.

Twilight Sparkle smiles nervously, keeping her ears lowered. "I did mention Princess Celestia, right...? I, um... Just have an owl as a pet... Please don't hurt me..."

Serenity frowns at Rayne's reaction, looking between the two at the exchange. Ren also starts to gradually slide to the side, so as not to be directly between them. "If I may- the language barriers here might be torn but not entirely eliminated..." Ren looks to Twilight. "I assume that pet of hers is not actually from a species of people?"

Rayne says, "I certainly hope not." She now stands up, keeping the tone of her speech even and carefully controlled. "I fully hope that our universes have very different beings that are referred to as phoenixes. I don't take kindly to people thinking me or others of my race are pet materiel." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

Twilight Sparkle nods. "Philomeena, you mean? You're right. She's not. I should know because Fluttershy once had her. And I apologize for offending you, Rayne. I should've mentioned that this is back in Equestria..."

"Hhh... I'm glad that we cleared up that bit of misunderstanding," Ren remarks uncertainly, rubbing a leading fin edge on the beginnings of the mane. "Perhaps, Twilight, you can suggest some good sights to see from the air?"

Rayne takes another deep breath. "Right... Sorry, I'm overreacting. I just had someone else request I be their 'pet' the other day. I'm a slight on edge on THAT particular subject."

Twilight Sparkle nods, inwardly thankful for the save as she takes flight with a few flaps of her wings and settles into hovering above the apartment as she begins pointing out landmarks with her right foreleg. "I wouldn't think of that... And that's an excellent idea, Serenity."

Serenity extends a 'wing' from the water to offer Rayne a damp pat on the sleeve. Then, as Twilight takes off, Ren twists to look up. On account of not exactly having one, Ren presumably isn't in any danger of getting a stiff neck from that.

Rayne says, "I... Thank you, but I don't think I'm really in the mood to go out flying anymore, sorry. Maybe some other time... And see, Ren? This is a reason why pretending to just be human like my parents makes things easier. None of this...misunderstanding would have happened." Her speech is still terse and a bit monotone, but at least she's being more civil again.

Twilight Sparkle nods slowly and silently, disappearing from view despite being in midair and rematerializing in her apartment.

Serenity frowns at Rayne's words. "I think that there is some middle ground between hiding and finding complete accommodation," Ren points out, motioning outward. As Twilight disappears again, Ren looks up and then around as if to see where she flew off to.

Rayne says, "Maybe... Ugh. I feel like I screwed things up again." The terseness has faded from her voice, but she's still sounding a bit monotone for her. She frowns, looking to where Twilight vanished from.

Soon enough, another person joins them on the roof. "Ah, zere you are. Is somezing wrong?" Johann asks as he approaches Rayne and Serenity, giving the colorful-haired girl a nod.

Twilight Sparkle locks the door to her apartment, sighing. "Stupid... That was just so stupid of me..."

Serenity, after failing to spot the flyer, looks back to Rayne. "Again?" Ren comments with a puzzled look, then continues encouragingly, "Not at all. No harm came to anyone. Perhaps you'll try something a little different next time, but I don't see any need to hide." As Johann appears, Ren looses much of the serious look and raises a 'wing' to him to wave enthusiastically. "Hello!" Ren hisses. "Come, come. Two of my neighbors and I were talking some things out."

Rayne says, "Oh, I've screwed things up plenty of times over the past four centuries. I don't think anyone can be around that long without screwing things up." She smiles weakly, then turns to Johann. "Oh, uh, yeah. I'm just being a hot head and overreacting."

Johann waves back to Serenity. "Good evening, my dear! I vas looking for you to arrange for zat beach visit, but it seems you are othervise occupied at ze moment, hm?" he says, then nods to Rayne. "Zat is quite a long time to go vithout making any mistakes. But if you need support, Serenity is an excellent source of it." Then, looking around, he raises a quizzical eyebrow and asks the cephalopod, "Er, you said two of your neighbors?"

Twilight Sparkle returns to her reading, levitating numerous stacks of books into a barrier around her to keep from being disturbed.

"Four centuries is quite a bit longer life than my kind or the humans that I'm familiar with have," Ren observes to Rayne. As Johann approaches, Ren slides over to extend a pair of fins from the water and brush his arm. "I'm sure that you can have a quiet talk again soon," Ren offers encouragingly. Then Ren offers a smile to Johann and explains, "It seems that Twilight is capable of magical teleportation, too."

Rayne says, "Eh, as far as I'm aware, I'm still considered young for a phoenix." She stands up again, brushing non exsistant dust from the leg area of her robe. "Sorry I wound up being a downer today. I'll make it up to Twilight. I just need... Something to drink first." She starts walking towards the elevator, arms crossed in front of her chest.

Johann nods. "Ah, ze, er, pony princess, yes? She is quite skilled at magic, I have heard." he says, then pats the fins that brush his arm, smiling warmly at her and nodding. "Zat vould be lovely." Then, to Rayne, "Perhaps ve vill meet again in ze future, vhen zings are going a little better, hm?" Unfortunately, a beeping comes from his coat pocket just then, and with a sigh and an apologetic smile to Ren, he says, "Ah, zat vould be ze alert for a new patient. I vill see you later, I hope."

Twilight Sparkle is asleep somewhere within the mini-fortress of books she'd built after the rather poor display on her own part yesterday, and the door to her apartment is locked.

Rayne approaches the apartment door, an unidentified tune being whistled on a minor key. She's dressed mostly the way she typically is, though without the upper body armor or weaponry. Arriving at the door, she stops whistling to take a deep breath before knocking.

Twilight Sparkle shifts a bit, inadvertently startling herself awake as one wing knocks a stack of books over. "Wah-! Oh, that's not... Ugh. First I mess everything up without thinking yesterday, then I have a clumsy moment... What else can go wrong?"

Rayne tilts her head slightly at the odd sound of books falling over. Unable to hear what Twilight is saying through the door, she knocks again and asks, "Uh... Twilight? Is, uh, everything okay in there?"

Twilight Sparkle groans, raising one hoof to her forehead before stepping carefully over the books to keep from damaging any on her way to the door, with her horn lighting up. "I'm fine, and hold on a moment..."

Rayne waits at the door, moving her hands to behind the small of her back.

Twilight Sparkle quickly straightens the fallen stack of books, before unlocking the door to her apartment and pulling it open with her magic. Almost immediately, however, there's a visible change in her demeanor, as both ears droop upon catching sight of Rayne. "I'm so, so sorry about yesterday... I can't believe I was so stupid, or insensitive, with what I said..."

Rayne shakes her head. "Ech... I overreacted. I should realize that with the differences in... universes, come differences in species. Horses and ponies aren't exactly... sentient in my universe, and are pets as well. Why should I have assumed my own race would be just as intelligent in your universe as in my own... I attribute a lot of that hostile reaction on my part as a result of someone less... diplomatic suggesting that I be her pet a few days ago." She rubs the back of her neck nervously, unable to keep eye contact. "So, yeah... I'll forgive you as long as you forgive my over reaction as part of the deal."

Twilight Sparkle seems a bit more reassured by that explanation, though her ears remain lowered. "That's a sensible way to fix things, I agree, and I forgive you for overreacting."

Rayne breathes out a sigh of relief, visibly relaxing some. "Good, good. Always better to foster friends than enemies, I always say. Can't always help it, but when you can, do, you know?"

Twilight Sparkle nods in agreement, using her magic to disassemble the mini-book fortress and return each one to where it belongs in her apartment. "I know what you mean, and I've made quite a few friends out of former enemies, on a few occasions."

Rayne says, "Then you're a little better than I am at it. I'm stuck with an upcoming duel to the death, and I don't think the guy will accept any other result, frankly. And I've my share of burned bridges in my past."

Twilight says, "Well, from the Princess of Friendship herself... I'm going to stand beside you, much like I did with Sunset Shimmer in that other world."

Rayne says, "Don't... don't get involved in the duel. I'm at least going to be honorable about it, for once in my life." She frowns. "But what happened with 'Sunset Shimmer'?"

Twilight says, "It gets kind of complicated, but it started, at first, with her stealing my crown shortly after I became one of the Princesses, and fleeing into a world of humans. Of course, I followed her, with the intent of getting my crown and Element of Harmony back. Eventually, with the help of that world's versions of my closest friends, I was able to reform her, and get everything back to normal."

Rayne says, "I'm sure if I tried to reform someone, I'd probably just end up pissing them off instead. I'm sure being a Princess of Friendship helps, though." She laughs a bit, then suddenly frowns, looking to the side.

Twilight says, "While that may be what sets the two of us apart... You've got your own strengths, and abilities which I lack. So that makes you unique. And personally... Being royalty still doesn't mean I like acting as though I'm above anyone else."

Rayne says, "I meant more that you'd not be there if you weren't good already. And as for my own uniqueness... I dunno. Maybe I'm looking too much into it, but... I had a thought. You've been to multiple worlds already... and in those worlds, you were met with duplicates of your friends... What if I'm another duplicate of your friend you first mistook me for? What if you DIDN'T mistake me, and I just have a slightly different name?"

Twilight says, "Rainbow Dash, you mean? Well... It is a distinct possibility, if I give your name some serious thought."

Rayne says, "Exactly... I dunno. Maybe I'm looking too far into it. But I've got similar hair and a vague similarity in name. What if there are duplicates of your other friends, as well? Arg... I'm making my own brain hurt here."

Twilight Sparkle smiles lopsidedly. "Well, I wouldn't discount the possibility of Rarity being here, as a native of this realm, under a different name. But maybe it's best to leave that for another time, so as to avoid headaches from overanalysis."

Rayne says, "Yeah, yeah... but I more was thinking to my own world. I feel like this place is.... exceptional. As far as I've seen... is there really ANYONE that's native to this realm?" She seems fine dropping the discussion of duplicates, it seems."

Twilight Sparkle shakes her head. "From what I can gather, being a 'native' of this plane isn't something that truly exists. Everyone, or everypony as I've come to refer to others in Equestria, who ends up here is largely a transplant."

Rayne nods. "Exactly. It's like a pit trap... People come in, but do they ever come out? From what I'm told, this is an end of a line. But what if we're just duplicates? I mean, not in the way we were just talking about... What if whatever is bringing us here isn't really bringing us here, but copying us here? I dunno. I guess that's just a hope that a 'real me' could still finish up loose ends at home."

Twilight says, "Of course, there is another feasible explanation. Maybe this is some sort of dream realm, that Princess Luna doesn't have dominion in, and maybe our real selves are back in whatever world we call home."

Rayne laughs. "I guess if that were true, Madorg's punch must have knocked me out, then. These are pretty detailed dreams, then."

Twilight Sparkle looks up, thoughtfully tapping her chin with one lavender forehoof. "Well, whatever the case is, it's certainly a very interesting realm to be in."

Rayne says, "Eh... I'll miss the option of going back into space. That's why I made my apartment to match the cabin of my old ship."

Twilight says, "I agree with you there... Until, or unless, I can find a way back to Equestria, I'll miss my home, my friends, and even my royal duties..."

Rayne says, "Ugh. We've got to stop talking about depressing subjects." She laughs lightly. "What say we turn it around?"

Twilight Sparkle rubs the back of her head, smiling sheepishly. "Yeah, I suppose we should..."

Rayne says, "So then, What do you want to share about your home world? Or what do you want to know about mine?"

Twilight Sparkle sits down on the couch, wings twitching slightly. "I've had a lot of wonderful experiences back home, and made a lot of special friends. And, for all that I'm missing... I wouldn't trade any of it for my friends, or the opportunity to learn so much more whereever I might find myself."

Rayne takes that as an invitation to take a seat as well, and takes a place next to Twilight. "So we celebrate it, rather than lament what we can't see. Share the knowledge with each other, find out about the vastness of the multiverse. The large, the small... The grand political machinations, the terrible battles, the terrible fast food, the grandness of that one time you actually get a hole in one in golf."

Twilight says, "So much left to know... I have hope that us being friends means that I can spread what I've learned back home here, and change things for the better."

Rayne says, "Were things going poorly when you left? I wasn't as much in a position of importance to know where things were when I got sent here. And I wasn't exactly in the loop of current events. I was kind of... off the grid for thirty years."

Twilight says, "Well, around the time I ended up here, we managed to set things right in the Village of Equals, and run off Starlight Glimmer, after uncovering her misguided effort to establish a sort of utopian society where the ponies present there didn't have anything to set them apart from each other."

Rayne says, "That... sounds like an incredibly boring utopia. I'd really not call that a wonderful society at all. You might as well replace everyone with robots in that situation."

Twilight says, "I should know what you mean, full well, because while the six of us were there... We ended up having our own Cutie Marks taken from us, supposedly for 'safekeeping', by her, through her magic and a staff she kept. Myself, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash."

Rayne says, "...Cutie Marks? What... Huh? Okay, I think you're going to have to explain that one to me."

Twilight Sparkle stands up on the couch, turning atop the cushion she's on to point to the pattern of stars on her right flank with one forehoof. "This is what a Cutie Mark is. Basically, it's a way of explaining what our special talents are. In my case, my talent happens to be with magic in any form."

Rayne says, "Ah... I think that's another unique element to your world. I do find it fascinating how many things are so clearly different between our universes. From how you described it when we first met... there's only the one planet?"

Twilight Sparkle nods, sitting back down. "So far, there's been only Equestria identified by the royal scientific agency. But two of the other Princesses do have their own responsibilities, namely the Sun and Moon moving."

Rayne says, "Exactly! The sun moving... I'm guessing you're talking about it moving around Equestria, not around a supermassive black hole, like any given sun would in my universe. Where I'm from, a sun is just another star... usually a small one, at that! And there are tens of thousands of habitable worlds, and let's not even talk about the uninhabitable ones!"

Twilight says, "But in this case, the sun doesn't move on its own. Princess Celestia is responsible for moving the Sun. And her younger sister, Princess Luna handles the Moon and stars, as well as the realm of dreams."

Twilight says, "It's still fascinating, though, to know there's so much that's really unknown in our specific homes."

Rayne says, "That... again, makes my brain hurt. It's just such an utterly fundamentally different build to the very essence of a universe. I mean, that's one of the things I said I was going to miss, the opportunity to travel to space and see different worlds... And that was never even a possibility in yours. I guess I don't know how it works here either, it might be the same... But I know mine isn't unique... I mean, when I made my apartment, they seemed to have what I wanted out my window as a template already..."

Twilight Sparkle looks towards the window for a brief moment, before returning her gaze to Rayne. "Honestly? There's only been one situation I know of, through my studies, where anypony in Equestria has ventured out into space. And that's when Princess Luna was banished to her Moon for a millennium, as the result of her madness prompting the use of the Elements of Harmony before the six of us came along."

Rayne shakes her head. "Well, have you ever seen what space looks like in images since you've gotten here, though?"

Twilight says, "I can't say I have... The scientific part of me, though, is thrilled at the prospect of finally being able to slip past the planet's boundaries, and see what's out there beyond the sky and clouds..."

Rayne says, "Well, the window in my apartment is set up as a view from space. The apartment itself is set up as a cabin in a space ship, though that's less revealing."

Twilight laughs a bit, before growing somber. "Would you mind if I went up and looked through it sometime? I haven't stargazed in a long time, after the destruction of my library-house at the hands of Tirek."

Rayne says, "Was that here, or back in Equestria that your house was destroyed?"

Twilight says, "Back in Equestria. Ponyville, to be specific."

Twilight says, "I was barely able to escape before it was all burned down, and I had been watching him through the balcony telescope right as he attacked."

Rayne says, "That must have been a lot of destroyed books... you have my condolences on that... And of course you can look! That's why I brought it up!"

Twilight Sparkle is, at this point, fighting to keep her anger at the memory from resurfacing. "I had so many memories from the first day I was there... It's not often I want to cause any sort of harm, especially of such a severe magnitude, to anypony or anything, but if I encounter him again... He's as good as dead."

Rayne says, "If he shows up here, I've got your back." She reaches down to tap her hip, where a sheathed sword would be if she were dressed as she normally is.

Twilight Sparkle sighs heavily, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. "Sorry... It's just. I know I had a hoof in his escape, back when I was still just a unicorn, but seeing how he drained everypony I knew and cared for of every ounce of their magic to feed his own mad desire for power hit me hard, and enraged me to a degree I never knew was possible. And learning that he banished the other Princesses before targeting me was just more fuel for an inner fire. The destruction of my house and the imprisonment of my friends... It made me SNAP."

Twilight says, "I'm sure you've had an experience like that, where you get so mad that you want to just unload all your anger on one specific person, regardless of what might happen..."

Rayne goes quiet for a moment. "It would... be different for me. What you described... It would unlock my mother's side in me. Only my father is a phoenix. What happened to you, if that happened to me... I'd probably awaken as a dragon. That's something I'd never want... not because I don't want to be a dragon, but because I don't think being a dragon would be worth that kind of trauma."

Twilight says, "Yeah... Still, I appreciate the kind gesture."

Rayne says, "Don't worry about it. I decided I wanted you as a friend, and that's the kind of thing I'd do for friends. But for now..." She stands up and stretches her arms ahead, fingers entwined and palms forward. "I probably should get back to making sure all my rust is off before my big event."

|}}

2015-08-16 (PostU) Concern, regret, and camaraderie!

2015-08-17T14:48:15Z

Dante: Of sea life, pony princesses, hot birds and sauerkraut!

2015-08-04 (PostU) A new direction! Twilight Sparkle in the DMC!

2015-08-04T20:19:56Z

Dante: Created page with "{{Logsummary| Title = A new direction! Princess Twilight Sparkle in the DMC! |Summary = Twilight joins the rank and file in the latest DMC craze that's sweeping Twisted... ..."

{{Logsummary|
Title = A new direction! Princess Twilight Sparkle in the DMC!
|Summary = Twilight joins the rank and file in the latest DMC craze that's sweeping Twisted...
|Who = [[Twilight]], [[Dante]]
|Date = 2015 4, Aug
|Where = Devil May Cry
|Log=

''Devil May Cry

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

Looking really out of place, a set of metal doors have been added to the wall behind the desk. They don't seem to have any obvious way of opening. Strange...
''

Twilight Sparkle glides in to a shaky landing right outside the facility, intent on asking about how to join the organization.

Dante is just inside, probably. Door's always unlocked, even in the time of monsters.

Twilight trots in, wings extended and twitching slightly with each step. "Figured I'd get out of my apartment and stop by, as I've got a question to ask..."

Dante offers a lazy wave from his desk, feet kicked up on the table. "Heya. Careful out there. Monsters everywhere n' all that. Since you're here, though, lay it on me." He folds his hands and addresses Twilight lazily, waiting for her to continue n.n

Twilight Sparkle nods, finally tucking both wings tightly against her sides. "Straight to the point, then - very good. The last time I was here, Kotal, I think his name was, suggested I speak with you about joining DMC."

Dante tilts his head a bit, quirking an eyebrow. "You wanna join up? Huh. Well, I still need people....alright. What can ya do? What're your skills of note? Sell yourself to me, honey. n.n" Yeah, he condescends a bit to anything female, even something from the ponyverse. He quiets down at that, waiting for a 'sales pitch'.

Twilight Sparkle, if she notices the condescending tone, doesn't comment about it, preferring to stick with punctuality. "Well, I've got a lot of power to rely on, I can fly on my own, and I know a lot of spells from my studies. As for experience... I've kind of had to fight a demon, as you recall from our first discussion."

Dante taps his chin. "Yeah. I recall. ... Hm. You're a bookie type, right? Learned in the ways of magic n' all that shit? I had a researcher here for JUST that kinda thing but she up and disappeared one day. I haven't seen 'er since. Happens a lot around this place...So, I'm a little more careful of who I'm fielding out on the front lines right now, account of Christy's little temper tantrum here...but I could use someone doing work behind the scenes, with Ren. What do ya think?"

Twilight says, "I could do that."

Dante nods. "Alright. We'll take ya on. Trial basis at first, as always...but, we'll give ya a go. If ya need access to libraries or databases, hit me up and I'll getcha some time with the archives. Let Ren know if ya see 'er...or I'll let 'er know if I see her first." He trails off here for just a second...lifting two fingers, he counts off. "A.)Do NOT engage on the front lines without explicit permission, or you're fired...and B.)I may be a goof-ball but I'm also the boss. What I say, when it REALLY counts, goes or...see A. Capiche'? n.n

Twilight Sparkle manages to resist rolling her eyes in response. "I'm not Rainbow Dash. So you shouldn't need to worry about me acting impulsively and deciding for myself when and how to do things while I'm working for you. Besides which, I prefer the methodical approach to combat and strategies to just improvising."

Dante rubs the back of his head. "Methodical approach...yeah, well, that's what I'm tryin' to get set up here, yeah. That's kinda what I need the help in so...ok. Good. Rational and non-impulsive, opposite of myself, perfect. Welcome to the DMC, Twi."
Dante says, "You're also essentially an employee of TASK, but I kinda gotta mediate between the two groupings...so we keep the designations separate. Some shit like that c.c;"

Twilight Sparkle nods, rising up onto her hind legs and extending a foreleg. "It's a pleasure to be working with you all."
Dante reaches over and shakes it, then gives a knucklebump. "Glad ta have ya aboard. Ya gonna need a room? I can have the DMC set one up for ya if needed. If not, you can just commute in. That's what Ren does."

Twilight Sparkle shakes her head. "My apartment's not that far from here, and I can fly over if you need help or have an assignment for me."
Dante thumbs up. "Alright. Just be careful out there. You can prolly smack down most of the shit coming at ya, but interspersed amongst all those....see? I can use big words...so, yeah, some of those things out there are tougher than others. Just watch it as ya move around. n.n"

Twilight Sparkle steps back, rendering a respectful and brief salute with one foreleg, managing to avoid hitting her right eye in the process. "You can count on me. I'll be watching to make sure I don't get in too deep."

Dante huhs. Laughs a bit. Offers a return salute. "Alright, I trust ya. Good havin' ya on board, soldier."
Twilight says, "Eventually, though, I hope I can find my own house to live in... An apartment is nice, but when it comes time for more space... Nothing beats having a larger house."

Dante shrugs. "I dunno. Shouldn't be a problem. I think ya just need to get permission to build stuff. I can ask the boss at some point if it's kosher, but I think we're good there. I'll get back to you on that one though."

Twilight Sparkle nods, deciding to spend some time at the HQ instead of returning to her apartment.

Dante has no issue. This is the hot, new hangout area, evidently!

Twilight Sparkle, rather predictably, looks around for something substantial to read while contemplating what to drink.

Dante actually HAS a small bookshelf off in one corner of the room. S'where Mei used to store her documentation on various magics n' potions and the like. Twi would probably get a kick out of those. Drinks are in the fridge off to the side n.n

Twilight levitates a few books out from the bookshelf, even while trotting over to get a bottle of water from the refrigerator with one forehoof. "Hm, on second thought... While that comment about my apartment is still true... Something's telling me it might be far more practical to have a room here so I can just come downstairs in the event of an emergency at any time."

|}}

Devil May Cry

2015-07-06T21:43:04Z

Dante: /* List of known Employees */

==Grid Description==
Devil May Cry(#3063R)

''From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.''

[[File:Inside_Devil_May_Cry.png|600px]]

==List of known Employees==
* [[Dante]]
* [[Serenity]]
* [[Amaterasu]]
* [[Kotal_Kahn]]
* [[Twilight]]

{{Navbox/City_of_Twisted}}
[[Category:City_of_Twisted/Buildings]]
[[Category:Locations]]
[[Category:Devil May Cry]]

2015-03-26 (PostU) This log isn't REAL.

2015-06-15T20:58:39Z

Dante: Created page with "{{Logsummary| Title = This log isn't REAL. |Summary = Just a snippet from a scene that never came to pass. Consider it retcon'd. |Who = Dante, Vergil, Devi..."

{{Logsummary|
Title = This log isn't REAL.
|Summary = Just a snippet from a scene that never came to pass. Consider it retcon'd.
|Who = [[Dante]], [[Vergil]], [[Devi]]
|Date = March 26th, 2015
|Where = [[The Twisted Street]], [[The Usual Restaurant]]
|Log=

The Twisted Street
'Welcome to Twisted' reads a small sign hanging on the side of the Usual Restaurant, a two-story establishment dominating one
side of the absolute center of Twisted Street. Opposite of the UR is the start of Park Road, which starts at this section of the
Twisted Street. Towering over it is the mutli-story Integra's Arms Apartments. Somehow people are quick to ignore the houses
and businesses that line the streets here going off one way and another way. Perhaps it's the mental blinders people put up when
it comes to places they can't freely come and go from.
Barely visible in the distance is the edge of a sandstorm marking the beginning of the wastelands. It's harsh edge a direct contrast
to the usually calm weather of the city of Twisted. In fact it almost looks like the storm is brushing against a giant bowl covering
the main part of the city, and in many ways this is true. Hopefully no one will ever find a way to deactivate the barrier that holds
the chaos at bay...

Devi was sitting on the rooftop of the Integra Arm's and had been for nearly three days. She'd just gotten back from another
adventure, but this one had stolen something far too precious to be brushed off or locked down inside her soul. It echoed in the
numb blank look that was etched into her face and the dimmer green eyes that watched the flairing blue jacket come out from
the Hotel. Standing up, Devi flared her own black leather and jumped. She landed nearby the man, denting the concrete with a
resounding crack before pushing effortlessly to her feet. Who said surprise and showmanship wasn't still alive.

Vergil appered out of nothingness. Which by nothingness means stubled out of the Apartment building. He felt like he had slept a
number of years. Running a hand through his hair he looked around the street, not quite sure what he was after anymore. His
books had distracted him long enough he felt the need to explore.

Devi was sitting on the rooftop of the Integra Arm's and had been for nearly three days. She'd just gotten back from another
adventure, but this one had stolen something far too precious to be brushed off or locked down inside her soul. It echoed in the
numb blank look that was etched into her face and the dimmer green eyes that watched the flairing blue jacket come out from
the Hotel. Standing up, Devi flared her own black leather and jumped. She landed nearby the man, denting the concrete with a
resounding crack before pushing effortlessly to her feet. Who said surprise and showmanship wasn't still alive.

Dante just kind of wanders down the street. That's right, YOU two can hog the glory and the fancy appearances. For once,
Dante's just strolling. As he walks into view, he's able to better asses what he's facing at the moment. Offering a wide grin at
Devi's approach, he delivers short hand-clap to 'voice' his approval. Noticing his brother there as well, he spreads his arms out
wide to the two of them. "Two of my favorite people in the world! How's it goin'?"

Vergil was still a little spaced so when the flash of black leather and cracking concrete brought forth the automatic reflex to
quickly withdraw Yamato, twirling the blade as he turned to face Devi. His face fell a moment, he was not expecting the girl.
Granted he wasn't sure what he was expecting to be honest. Hearing Dante's voice he lowered the sword and rolled his eyes.
"..." He said nothing but gave Dante a short look before looking back to Devi. Sure, he lowered Yamato but he didn't put it
away yet.

Vergil's sword was given a withering and daring look that slide up the blade til it found Vergil's face. Today wasn't the day - This
week wasn't the week to test her temper control. She looked over at Dante, hands sliding into her pockets. She could almost
remember his number too. "Your worlds gotta be pretty small then. How's it hanging Dante?" She looked back to Vergil. "Twin
Terrors on the street?"

Dante rolls his eyes at his brother. "Bro, one of these days you HAVE to see a gyno get your ovaries removed. These monthlies
of yours are just too much ta handle." He grins back over at Devi. "Large and to the left. How about you? The twin thing work
for ya? I'm sure we could all find a room somewhere..."

Vergil Stepped back and gave Devi, a nod, opps. Sorry. But he didn't sheath yamato. Nope he shifted and stabbed quickly
towards Dante's stomach. "You test me too much." Yeah, someone didn't like that comment, bro.

Devi's eyebrows rose loftily. "Sorry, I've only got the taste for Romans at the moment. And hard liqour. How's the street treating
you guys? Nothing crazy go on while I was gone?"

Dante looks disappointed for just a moment there, although he couldn't have seriously thought she'd go for it...before he can say
much ELSE on the matter, he's stabbed at. He manages to step back at the last second, bringing Ebony out to deflect Yamato to
the side. While leaving Ebony 'attached' at the block point, he tries to swing the conglomeration back the other way so he can
try to line his firearm up with Vergil's face. If successful, he won't fire, however.

He figured Dante would stop if he didnt want to end up with a new belly peicing for a few seconds. Things go as Dante wanted,
so the shots lined up, but mostly becuase it's clear Vergil's not really trying. He's got sleep lines and doesn't have his heart in a
battle right now. He had meant to go on a caffine run. "You mean Italian's?" He asked in almost a judging tone before nodding
his her Dante's wide. "This is the one to help with drinking." YEP, he considers his twin a drunk. No love.

Devi says, "No, I mean Romans. Who were Roman before Italian," she snaps back shortly. The Immortal was a specific breed
of Italian and Devi would keep to his older titles. He was her Roman. She watched the boys play, taking a step back so as to
not even come close to risking getting in between their play fighting. "What, one of you imbibes and one doesn't? Don't tell me
one of you wipes your ass one way and the other the other just for balence.""

Dante huhs. He lowers his firearm because he, just like Vergil, was 'playing' with the whole situation. He snorts. "Bro, you look
horrible. Get some soda in your or SOMETHING. Geez." That seems to be the end of that in his mind. He gunslinger twirls
Ebony before reholstering it. He glances over at Devi. "You assume we shit out of anything but our mouths. This guy wouldn't
know a good drunken stupor if he was introduced to ass shots, so if you wanna go drinkin'...I'm your dude."

Vergil wrinkled his nose a bit at Dante. "Always so vulgar." He grumbled stepping to the side to slip Yamato back away. "I have
not seen a roman around these parts." He returned the conversation to Devi with a slight shrug. He didn't digifuy a responce,
how one wipes is deeply personal.

Devi says, "He's got a throat, he can drink. Hey, Bluebell." Yeah, you Vergil. You pretty pansy flower. "Ever had a strawberry
Italian soda? The UR makes a killer one. You can sip your milk while the adults have something a little harder." Her eyes swung
to Dante. "Unless you and your liver wanna stay here.""

Dante collapses against a nearby chunk of wall, laughing. "GOD. Seriously Devs, you wanna get married or something? I can
see a lot of me in you. ... Many times in one night in fact." He grins at that one and reaches up to pat Devi on the shoulder. "I'll
even spring for the drinks."

Vergil resists the urge to react and either curse or try to smack Devi for the insult. Mostly because it would lead to a battle and
he just wasn't up to it tonight. Looking from Dante to the woman, he pondered walking away. Namely after such a bad line from
his brother. "Do not call me such things." he muttered before adding. "I hate strawberry. and I will not take such insult, I could
drink if I wanted." He didn't really, he just wanted to get under Dante's skin. He was going to hate himself in a few hours. "So,
let us be on our way." Sure he would drink, likely puke it back up in a little while too.

She was looking to pick a fight. Being isolated kept her quiet and thoughtful and depressed, but as soon as she hit real people,
that depression started its shift into anger that rarely had any good sense. Devi looked over at Dante, but there wasn't a fraction
of room in her that had space for producing laughter right now. "You're a gentleman for paying." Stepping forward and out from
under Dante's hand, Devi talks over her shoulder at Vergil as she leads them towards the UR. "They've got other flavors and if
you're working a pole after three beers, I'm out. That's some Middle School bullshit." She looked forward and with no warning,
blasted the double doors off the place, striding in through the smoke with a dangerous look in her eyes. "Is Bob and Pinkey still
around?

Dante huhs. He glances over at Vergil and grins, shaking his hand as if to say 'Whoo, hot.'. He follows after Devs at that point.
"That's me, honey. The most gentile of all gentlemen. Fucking Martha Stewart RIGHT here. That lady is a total gentleman." He
wonders, as they stroll in (as the scene shifts), "So, does that mean a pole dance is OUT of the question? Or..."

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The Usual Restaurant
You walk into a very large restaurant with high ceilings that leave the rafters exposed. Fluorescent lamps hang from the ceiling,
adding light to the floor and tables. Windows adorn the sides of the place, looking out onto the chaos that is Twisted. On some
of the walls are paintings, photographs, and holograms of different movies, and a number of people who tend to visit the UR -
caught as they're singing karaoke. The hardwood bar rests at the back of the restaurant, surface polished and shiny and all-
together spotless (most of the time). Behind the bar are the various beverages that are serveed, and a giant mirror. There seem
to be an inordinate amount of different drinks. A large stage rests in one of the corners of the restaurant, with an amazing sound
system and a few microphones strung around it. Multiple round wooden tables are in the room, and a swing door leads into the
kitchen. Another door leads to the dance club, and another to the gym. And of course, there's an exit. A large fireplace nestles in
one of the walls, with a beautiful stone chimney that flows up and out. A long spiral staircase rests near the entrance to the
kitchen, leading to a second-floor balcony that overlooks the UR itself. The lights up there are a bit dimmer than those down
below.

Vergil rolls his eyes again. He couldn't for the life of him figure out why he was going along with this. Maybe it was cabin fever.
Following behind Devil and Dante he resisted the urge to punch Dante in the back of the head. It would do no good to do that
just yet. Again not digifying a responce, now he had to drink to prove a point. He hopes that the dark forces granted him but
one wish, no vodka.

Devi says, "You can dance if you want to, just don't expect any raving reviews or bills." She slid one leg over the first barstool
she came across and slapped her hand down on the table. "BARTENDER. Sake... and a strawberry Italian soda." The
bartender, who'd cowered down behind the bar, tray gripped in white knuckled hands being held over his head as though it
would save him from whatever had burst so rudly in but though rain, sleet, or imminent danger, he had to tend the bar. After a
moment, the slender shortish man rose, pale and nervous. "R-r-right away.""

Dante snickers. Eh, let Devs vent. She isn't hurting anyone, as of yet. He'll worry about it if it gets that far. He plops down next
to her, if he can. "If you aren't planning to stick at least a 20 in my thong, I ain't gonna bother."

Vergil made a disgusted face. Even if they have the same body, he so did not need that view. "Dante, to much." He waved a
hand He took a seat a few stools down. "Dante, what is something high in caffiene?" Yeah, he'll give the Soda a try, but he
wanted something else with it too. And if its on Dante's dime, why not?

Devi says, "You're assuming I've got any cash at all. All my shits on tabs. Unless you wanna open one for me.." The bartender
slid Devi her drinks and she thanked him with an aprupt nod as she overturned her sake cup and pushed it back. She didn't
need a cup."

Dante ehs, shrugging. "S'on my dime for today, so don't worry about tabs. Barkeep, be a dear and get me my usual (HA) would
ya? (That would be about 12 beers to start with...and a pizza normally)" He glances back over at his brother, "High in caffeine?
Eh, ya know. Normal shit. Soda, coffee...don't you drink ANYTHING other than water?" He nods back over at the bartender.
"Get my brother a 6-pack of whatever caffeinated soda's you have on hand and a pot of coffee, too. Thanks."

Vergil rolled his eyes some at his brother. "I drink tea, and sometimes coffee." Coffee was likely what he needed to shake the
tired feeling that just would not be shaken. He looked to the barkeep as the soda was ptu before him with a judging look. "A
glass." His tone was uterly displeased. Not about to drink out of a can. Once the glass was before him he cracked open one of
the sodas and started to pour it into the glass as if it was revolting.

Devi shifted her eyes over at the distain. "Really, princess?" It was her turn to judge him. She looked over to Dante. "Are you
Sure you're related to him? Really?" They were so vastly different on the surface. Twins indeed.

|}}

2015-06-09 (PostU) Giving Dante the Business

2015-06-15T18:57:18Z

Dante:

{{Logsummary|
Title = Giving Dante the business!
|Summary = Kots catches Dante for some paperwork. *snores*
|Who = [[Dante]], [[Kotal_Kahn]]
|Date = June 9th, 2015
|Where = [[Devil May Cry]]
|Log=
Devil May Cry

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

Looking really out of place, a set of metal doors have been added to the wall behind the desk. They don't seem to have any obvious way of opening. Strange...

----

LATE MORNING
DEVIL MAY CRY AGENCY

It's a bright and shiny day in the city of Twisted and you know what that means for the residents of DMC..

Work!!

Or at least, that is what one local Aztec God of War intends to do. Although Huitzilipotchli, better known by his acquaintances as Kotal Kahn, is armed as always with his macauahuitl blade strapped to his back, this time he also seems to have a thick ledger book which he is carrying under his arm. An item that might be even more terrifying than Kotal's monstrous serrated sword to certain people.

Kotal has the good foreshadowing to guess that Dante won't be too keen on talking to him if he sees him walking around with such a thick book, so he's actually made sure to make breakfast first and let the scent of the grits with bacon and eggs he made fill the building. Dante will have to come out and eat at some point! And when he does, that is when Kotal intends to strike!

Dante is easily caught by this trap. This blasted warrior god thing that he hired can actually COOK. Talk about getting fucked right in the weak spot. I mean, pizza and beer are great. GREAT. Dante would make sweet love to those items if it wasn't for what happened that ONE time when t-...I digress. He comes wandering down the stairs, sniffing the air. "Ahhh. The big man is active I see. Well, it's been at least 30 minutes since I last ate anything so...I'm down for a meal!" He slides over to his usual spot and offers Kots a wave, not noticing any offended documentation. "Heeeeey sunshine. n.n"

"Good morning." Kotal Kahn greets Dante quite amicably, making sure to hide the ledger for now. He wouldn't want to scare Dante /too/ quickly, he has to make sure the demon hunter is nice and settled before fully springing his trap. "I'm glad to hear it." Continues the Cuachic and pours Dante a healthy dose of cheese grits, bacon and eggs, sliding it over to the table while putting a bottle of maple syrup and one of hot sauce to the side, giving Dante a varied option of condiments. "How do you like your coffee?" Asks Kotal as he's seen already brewing some water through the POWER OF THE SUN. "Or would you prefer tea?"

Dante rubs his hands together gleefully, grinning widely. "Normally I'd respond with 'beer'. That's my USUAL response, mind ya. I'm down with some caffeine though. I can do black coffee with t-..." he trails off at this point. He looks over the spread in front of him...looks up at Kots who is being just an EXTRA sweetie-pie today...and smiles just a bit. "Well, damn. Ya got me. Ok Kots, what do we need to cover?" Peers back over the spread and sighs a bit, although still grinning. "Eh, worth it."

Kotal chuckles at the hunter's response. No matter he found out, it is too late to back out now. Talk business or no breakfast and all that! "Perceptive as always." Says the War God with a tone that makes it hard to tell if he's being sarcastic or not. He finishes brewing the coffee first and slides it on the table next to the Hunter's plate, putting some milk, cream and sugar cups next to it too just in case Dante wants to add any, before sitting on the opposite side of the table, the thick heavy ledger now open and a quill procured. "Nothing too painful, I promise." And he's good for his word!... maybe.

"Firstly.." He makes a check on his large notebook. "It's been nearly a month since DMC was given charge of TASK. How exactly are we overseeing the consolidation of all our assets?"

Dante seems to be having no issues nomming through the food and doesn't seem to mind the coffee being black, either. He seems quite pleased with everything until the question of business comes up. He peers up at Kots for a moment, mouth still full of food...and offers a bit of a shrug? He goes back to eating, with that. *_*

Kotal hmms and scribbles a few things in the ledger, he seems to be writing everything in Nahuatl on the however improbable chance that Dante dares to venture to peek at what he's writing. Ultimately, Kotal doesn't react too strongly at the shrug and total lack of response for something that feels like its pretty important, maybe he expected "Next is.. when and how will we have access to TASK equipment, such as actually being able to enter their facilities and those identifying bracers they were known to have."

Dante chugs down the rest of his coffee and now...seems to be lacking any further sustenance. A loud, gnarly belch later and he's patting his stomach. "I dunno what I did without ya. WELL worth it. Now, the..." He blinks at that last question. He raises a finger. "THIS one I know the answer to. *I* can already get access into the facility. I just...haven't figure out how to get the REST of you access. At least not from here. The elevator only seems to work for me." He points his thumb over his shoulder. "I'm workin' on it though. I'll have to ask Gegoshi, but I think all the

"Very well.." At the very least Kotal seems to be a tad more pleased with that satisfactory answer. "Serenity and I have been wondering about it. Please, do let us know when this will be available to us. There are a few projects that could benefit from having this equipment." The Aztec scribbles more things in the ledger, at greater length this time in comparison to Dante's prior short answer. "The next question is actually regarding Gegoshi. How will I or any of us be able to speak with her? Or are you the only one that has clearance to receive her services?"

Dante huhs. He grins widely, making 'elbow nudge' motions although he's in no position to actually do it. "You said 'receive her services'. Hell, I've been trying to figure out how to do THAT for some time now. She seems quite attached to Diablo, though." He blinks once, laughing it off, rubbing the back of his head. "So, short answer there is 'I have no idea'. I can ask her the next time I access her for anything, if that'd help?"

Rather uncharacteristically of Kotal, the Aztec chuckles in response to Dante's quip about receiving Gegoshi's services. "I was wondering if you'd get that." Seems Kotal actually phrased it that way on purpose! That is one way to keep Dante focused on what they're talking about. Does Kotal really know Dante this well? Or maybe its just that the Hunter can be easily manipulated like that? Maybe it's both. "That actually does help." Kotal nods when Dante offers to ask her about how to get in contact with the AI and he goes to scribble some more things in his oversized notebook. "Let me know what she says." A few more scribbles and then he's slides the quill down a page. "Those were all the pressing matters I had, but since I have your attention now I might as well ask you."

"Do you know anything important about the following individuals; Nancy Dark, Yoiko Hax and Datenshi Wraithshadow."

Dante blinks, peering at Kots with an odd sort of look. He shrugs once again, as he's rather prone to doing it would seem. "I dunno any of those names. Sorry. Where did you hear those names anyway? Maybe we could ask Gegoshi about em. She has records of ALMOST everyone and anyone who's passed through Twisted. As I understand it at least. c.c"

There's a moment after Dante's response where Kotal Kahn is gripping his quill a bit too tightly, what clearly can be seen for anger flashes briefly over his golden eyes. That is naught but a very fleeting moment though, and he seems calm soon after, ever his composed self. "I see." He scribbles in his ledger. "That is not an answer I expected."

Now it's his turn to answer some questions though and he looks up from his notes to stare at the demon hunter. "The council member known as Caliga mentioned them to me. Do you know of him?" Kotal Kahn spares Dante that whole debacle of Caliga forcing all of his memories on the Aztec, as Kotal feels Dante would probably be better off not getting involved in squabbles between him and what's left of the council. "I was assured that these are individuals of great importance and it would be wise to know more about these people. As you suspect, my next step will be to ask Gegoshi herself when she becomes available to us." No sign of Kotal meaning to say that innuendo, its very hard to tell if he's being sarcastic or not since he always looks so serious.

Dante notices Kots little 'moment' there. He narrows his eyes ever so slightly but...he trusts the big dood. He shrugs it off and assesses the rest of the conversation. "I've heard about em, yeah. Nothing much on my side, anyway. Never met the guy that I can recall. Gegs should have the info we want, in any case...or at LEAST I could ask Diablo about it. He's BOUND to know who they are."

Kotal leans back on his chair and crosses his arms, seemingly finished writing now. He tightens his lips at the mention of Diablo and looks thoughtful for a moment before speaking again. "I am certain he does." Which begs the question, why hasn't he asked him already? "But I will tell you what I told Serenity about that.."

"I am always very reluctant about asking the Devil for any favors. I've found that one way or another.. you always end up indebted to him."
He taps the table with his fingers. "No matter, I am certain this will all become clear once we can see Gegoshi's records."
"At any rate, that is all I had to say for now." See? Totally painless.. for the most part. "What of you, Dante? Any situations we should know about? Are there any tasks you might need help with?"

Dante hehs. He nods, offering a thumbs up. "I hear ya, big man. I get what you're sayin'. Just remember, *A* devil. I never thought I'd hear myself say this shit, but semantics matter. I won't say you're wrong though. Long as our objectives line up, we should be good. That's what I'm goin' with." He then slumps back in his seat. "Nothin' on my side just yet, Kots. Oh...except, do ya know Tabs? If ya see here running around near the Wasteland...lemme know, huh? I've got to make sure she isn't out there alone."

Kotal smirks, "Oh, I understand perfectly. Diablo has in fact helped me quite a lot clearing up a few things and he has also earned my respect as a leader. Nonetheless, he is /a/ devil as you said and I would be remiss to put him in any position of power over me." The Aztec gives Dante a strange look. "He might start asking me for favors in return that I could not refuse."

With that said, Kotal arches an eyebrow and shifts on his seat. "Who is this Tabs and why would she venture near the Wastelands by herself?" Dante might notice that Kotal has started writing in his ledger again.

Dante tilts his head a bit at that first bit of propaganda. He laughs a little. "Ok, ok. Fair enough. It's...not like THAT, Kots...but, fair enough." He addresses the second situation: "Her name's...uh...Tabitha, I think. She's a young cat-girl type. She's cool, but TOTALLY whacked off her gourd. *makes little twirly motions with a finger by his head* I don't keep pictures of her around, for...obvious reasons, but she's one of the few cat girls we have around here, strange at THAT may sound. Just lemme know if you see anyone messing around in the wastelands, if ya would."

Although not being familiar with cat-girls perse, Kotal can pretty much guess what kind of features such an individual would have, he's seen a lot of things in Outworld after all. He writes in his notebook a bit more to remember the details. "Understood." He says whilst nodding, "It shall be done." No further questions are asked about Tabitha from him, Kotal doesn't need explanations, just commands. That is how a soldier is trained.

Dante salutes, although from this guy who the hell knows how serious he's being. "Good man." He peers at the documentation Kots has been writing over...and rubs the back of his head. "I think this is probably a stupid question...but do you WANT to keep doing the paper thing or would you like something....more...high tech to keep track of everything with?..."

"These are my personal notes." Kotal responds all too quickly and even turns the notebook around so Dante can see it. Indeed, everything Kotal has been writing is completely in Nahuatl, which for anyone who isn't fluent in the language looks like a bunch of random symbols, not unlike Egyptian hieroglyphics. "I am in the process of learning how to type properly. If you wish me to keep records and reports we can all access, I can certainly do so."

Dante peeers. Tilts head one way. Tilts his head the other way...shrugs. "Huh. I have NO idea what I'm looking at. I'll just take your word on in, big man n.n;" He waves it off and leans back in his seat. "If ya feel more comfortable with it later, go for it. Whatever works." There's that nonchalant command structure again. c.c

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2015-06-09 (PostU) Giving Dante the Business

2015-06-15T18:44:21Z

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Devil May Cry

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

Looking really out of place, a set of metal doors have been added to the wall behind the desk. They don't seem to have any obvious way of opening. Strange...

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LATE MORNING
DEVIL MAY CRY AGENCY

It's a bright and shiny day in the city of Twisted and you know what that means for the residents of DMC..

Work!!

Or at least, that is what one local Aztec God of War intends to do. Although Huitzilipotchli, better known by his acquaintances as Kotal Kahn, is armed as always with his macauahuitl blade strapped to his back, this time he also seems to have a thick ledger book which he is carrying under his arm. An item that might be even more terrifying than Kotal's monstrous serrated sword to certain people.

Kotal has the good foreshadowing to guess that Dante won't be too keen on talking to him if he sees him walking around with such a thick book, so he's actually made sure to make breakfast first and let the scent of the grits with bacon and eggs he made fill the building. Dante will have to come out and eat at some point! And when he does, that is when Kotal intends to strike!

Dante is easily caught by this trap. This blasted warrior god thing that he hired can actually COOK. Talk about getting fucked right in the weak spot. I mean, pizza and beer are great. GREAT. Dante would make sweet love to those items if it wasn't for what happened that ONE time when t-...I digress. He comes wandering down the stairs, sniffing the air. "Ahhh. The big man is active I see. Well, it's been at least 30 minutes since I last ate anything so...I'm down for a meal!" He slides over to his usual spot and offers Kots a wave, not noticing any offended documentation. "Heeeeey sunshine. n.n"

"Good morning." Kotal Kahn greets Dante quite amicably, making sure to hide the ledger for now. He wouldn't want to scare Dante /too/ quickly, he has to make sure the demon hunter is nice and settled before fully springing his trap. "I'm glad to hear it." Continues the Cuachic and pours Dante a healthy dose of cheese grits, bacon and eggs, sliding it over to the table while putting a bottle of maple syrup and one of hot sauce to the side, giving Dante a varied option of condiments. "How do you like your coffee?" Asks Kotal as he's seen already brewing some water through the POWER OF THE SUN. "Or would you prefer tea?"

Dante rubs his hands together gleefully, grinning widely. "Normally I'd respond with 'beer'. That's my USUAL response, mind ya. I'm down with some caffeine though. I can do black coffee with t-..." he trails off at this point. He looks over the spread in front of him...looks up at Kots who is being just an EXTRA sweetie-pie today...and smiles just a bit. "Well, damn. Ya got me. Ok Kots, what do we need to cover?" Peers back over the spread and sighs a bit, although still grinning. "Eh, worth it."

Kotal chuckles at the hunter's response. No matter he found out, it is too late to back out now. Talk business or no breakfast and all that! "Perceptive as always." Says the War God with a tone that makes it hard to tell if he's being sarcastic or not. He finishes brewing the coffee first and slides it on the table next to the Hunter's plate, putting some milk, cream and sugar cups next to it too just in case Dante wants to add any, before sitting on the opposite side of the table, the thick heavy ledger now open and a quill procured. "Nothing too painful, I promise." And he's good for his word!... maybe.

"Firstly.." He makes a check on his large notebook. "It's been nearly a month since DMC was given charge of TASK. How exactly are we overseeing the consolidation of all our assets?"

Dante seems to be having no issues nomming through the food and doesn't seem to mind the coffee being black, either. He seems quite pleased with everything until the question of business comes up. He peers up at Kots for a moment, mouth still full of food...and offers a bit of a shrug? He goes back to eating, with that. *_*

Kotal hmms and scribbles a few things in the ledger, he seems to be writing everything in Nahuatl on the however improbable chance that Dante dares to venture to peek at what he's writing. Ultimately, Kotal doesn't react too strongly at the shrug and total lack of response for something that feels like its pretty important, maybe he expected "Next is.. when and how will we have access to TASK equipment, such as actually being able to enter their facilities and those identifying bracers they were known to have."

Dante chugs down the rest of his coffee and now...seems to be lacking any further sustenance. A loud, gnarly belch later and he's patting his stomach. "I dunno what I did without ya. WELL worth it. Now, the..." He blinks at that last question. He raises a finger. "THIS one I know the answer to. *I* can already get access into the facility. I just...haven't figure out how to get the REST of you access. At least not from here. The elevator only seems to work for me." He points his thumb over his shoulder. "I'm workin' on it though. I'll have to ask Gegoshi, but I think all the

"Very well.." At the very least Kotal seems to be a tad more pleased with that satisfactory answer. "Serenity and I have been wondering about it. Please, do let us know when this will be available to us. There are a few projects that could benefit from having this equipment." The Aztec scribbles more things in the ledger, at greater length this time in comparison to Dante's prior short answer. "The next question is actually regarding Gegoshi. How will I or any of us be able to speak with her? Or are you the only one that has clearance to receive her services?"

Dante huhs. He grins widely, making 'elbow nudge' motions although he's in no position to actually do it. "You said 'receive her services'. Hell, I've been trying to figure out how to do THAT for some time now. She seems quite attached to Diablo, though." He blinks once, laughing it off, rubbing the back of his head. "So, short answer there is 'I have no idea'. I can ask her the next time I access her for anything, if that'd help?"

Rather uncharacteristically of Kotal, the Aztec chuckles in response to Dante's quip about receiving Gegoshi's services. "I was wondering if you'd get that." Seems Kotal actually phrased it that way on purpose! That is one way to keep Dante focused on what they're talking about. Does Kotal really know Dante this well? Or maybe its just that the Hunter can be easily manipulated like that? Maybe it's both. "That actually does help." Kotal nods when Dante offers to ask her about how to get in contact with the AI and he goes to scribble some more things in his oversized notebook. "Let me know what she says." A few more scribbles and then he's slides the quill down a page. "Those were all the pressing matters I had, but since I have your attention now I might as well ask you."

"Do you know anything important about the following individuals; Nancy Dark, Yoiko Hax and Datenshi Wraithshadow."

Dante blinks, peering at Kots with an odd sort of look. He shrugs once again, as he's rather prone to doing it would seem. "I dunno any of those names. Sorry. Where did you hear those names anyway? Maybe we could ask Gegoshi about em. She has records of ALMOST everyone and anyone who's passed through Twisted. As I understand it at least. c.c"

There's a moment after Dante's response where Kotal Kahn is gripping his quill a bit too tightly, what clearly can be seen for anger flashes briefly over his golden eyes. That is naught but a very fleeting moment though, and he seems calm soon after, ever his composed self. "I see." He scribbles in his ledger. "That is not an answer I expected."

Now it's his turn to answer some questions though and he looks up from his notes to stare at the demon hunter. "The council member known as Caliga mentioned them to me. Do you know of him?" Kotal Kahn spares Dante that whole debacle of Caliga forcing all of his memories on the Aztec, as Kotal feels Dante would probably be better off not getting involved in squabbles between him and what's left of the council. "I was assured that these are individuals of great importance and it would be wise to know more about these people. As you suspect, my next step will be to ask Gegoshi herself when she becomes available to us." No sign of Kotal meaning to say that innuendo, its very hard to tell if he's being sarcastic or not since he always looks so serious.

Dante notices Kots little 'moment' there. He narrows his eyes ever so slightly but...he trusts the big dood. He shrugs it off and assesses the rest of the conversation. "I've heard about em, yeah. Nothing much on my side, anyway. Never met the guy that I can recall. Gegs should have the info we want, in any case...or at LEAST I could ask Diablo about it. He's BOUND to know who they are."

Kotal leans back on his chair and crosses his arms, seemingly finished writing now. He tightens his lips at the mention of Diablo and looks thoughtful for a moment before speaking again. "I am certain he does." Which begs the question, why hasn't he asked him already? "But I will tell you what I told Serenity about that.."

"I am always very reluctant about asking the Devil for any favors. I've found that one way or another.. you always end up indebted to him."
He taps the table with his fingers. "No matter, I am certain this will all become clear once we can see Gegoshi's records."
"At any rate, that is all I had to say for now." See? Totally painless.. for the most part. "What of you, Dante? Any situations we should know about? Are there any tasks you might need help with?"

Dante hehs. He nods, offering a thumbs up. "I hear ya, big man. I get what you're sayin'. Just remember, *A* devil. I never thought I'd hear myself say this shit, but semantics matter. I won't say you're wrong though. Long as our objectives line up, we should be good. That's what I'm goin' with." He then slumps back in his seat. "Nothin' on my side just yet, Kots. Oh...except, do ya know Tabs? If ya see here running around near the Wasteland...lemme know, huh? I've got to make sure she isn't out there alone."

Kotal smirks, "Oh, I understand perfectly. Diablo has in fact helped me quite a lot clearing up a few things and he has also earned my respect as a leader. Nonetheless, he is /a/ devil as you said and I would be remiss to put him in any position of power over me." The Aztec gives Dante a strange look. "He might start asking me for favors in return that I could not refuse."

With that said, Kotal arches an eyebrow and shifts on his seat. "Who is this Tabs and why would she venture near the Wastelands by herself?" Dante might notice that Kotal has started writing in his ledger again.

Dante tilts his head a bit at that first bit of propaganda. He laughs a little. "Ok, ok. Fair enough. It's...not like THAT, Kots...but, fair enough." He addresses the second situation: "Her name's...uh...Tabitha, I think. She's a young cat-girl type. She's cool, but TOTALLY whacked off her gourd. *makes little twirly motions with a finger by his head* I don't keep pictures of her around, for...obvious reasons, but she's one of the few cat girls we have around here, strange at THAT may sound. Just lemme know if you see anyone messing around in the wastelands, if ya would."

Although not being familiar with cat-girls perse, Kotal can pretty much guess what kind of features such an individual would have, he's seen a lot of things in Outworld after all. He writes in his notebook a bit more to remember the details. "Understood." He says whilst nodding, "It shall be done." No further questions are asked about Tabitha from him, Kotal doesn't need explanations, just commands. That is how a soldier is trained.

Dante salutes, although from this guy who the hell knows how serious he's being. "Good man." He peers at the documentation Kots has been writing over...and rubs the back of his head. "I think this is probably a stupid question...but do you WANT to keep doing the paper thing or would you like something....more...high tech to keep track of everything with?..."

"These are my personal notes." Kotal responds all too quickly and even turns the notebook around so Dante can see it. Indeed, everything Kotal has been writing is completely in Nahuatl, which for anyone who isn't fluent in the language looks like a bunch of random symbols, not unlike Egyptian hieroglyphics. "I am in the process of learning how to type properly. If you wish me to keep records and reports we can all access, I can certainly do so."

Dante peeers. Tilts head one way. Tilts his head the other way...shrugs. "Huh. I have NO idea what I'm looking at. I'll just take your word on in, big man n.n;" He waves it off and leans back in his seat. "If ya feel more comfortable with it later, go for it. Whatever works." There's that nonchalant command structure again. c.c

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Devil May Cry

2015-05-07T19:23:45Z

Dante: /* Grid Description */

==Grid Description==
Devil May Cry(#3063R)

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

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==List of known Employees==
* [[Dante]]
* [[Serenity]]
* [[Amaterasu]]
* [[Kotal_Kahn]]

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Devil May Cry

2015-05-07T19:19:41Z

Dante: /* Grid Description */

==Grid Description==
Devil May Cry(#3063R)

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

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==List of known Employees==
* [[Dante]]
* [[Serenity]]
* [[Amaterasu]]
* [[Kotal_Kahn]]

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[[Category:City_of_Twisted/Buildings]]
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Devil May Cry

2015-05-07T17:11:12Z

Dante:

==Grid Description==
Devil May Cry(#3063R)

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

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==List of known Employees==
* [[Dante]]
* [[Serenity]]
* [[Amaterasu]]
* [[Kotal_Kahn]]

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[[Category:City_of_Twisted/Buildings]]
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2015-05-07T17:10:03Z

Dante: Trying this for DMC description. If this doesn't work out or is against policy, I'll remove it.

Trying this for DMC description. If this doesn't work out or is against policy, I'll remove it.

Devil May Cry

2015-05-07T17:06:13Z

Dante:

==Grid Description==
Devil May Cry(#3063R)

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

==List of known Employees==
* [[Dante]]
* [[Serenity]]
* [[Amaterasu]]
* [[Kotal_Kahn]]

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[[Category:City_of_Twisted/Buildings]]
[[Category:Locations]]

2015-05-06 (PostU) Dante haz ALL the minions

2015-05-06T21:18:25Z

Dante:

{{Logsummary|
Title = Dante haz ALL the minions, MUHAHAHA-Excuse me.
|Summary = Evil mastermind? No. Hit with the ladies, REGARDLESS of the species? Ohhhh yeaaaahhh...
|Who = [[Dante]], [[Vergil]], [[Kotal_Kahn]], [[Amaterasu]], [[Momo]], [[Johnny_C]]
|Date = May 06, 2015.
|Where = [[The Twisted Street]], [[Devil May Cry]]
|Log=

Devil May Cry(#3063R)
From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.
[Exits : (S)econd Floor(#3059E), and (O)ut(#3061E) ]
[Players : Charis(#171PIW4) ]
[Sleepers: Vergil(#3379PC), and Datenshi(#173PCW2:t) ]

Vergil made his way from the hotel to Dante's gawdy shop. He had been MIA from public sight again and decided it was time to go start some trouble or at least annoy Dante some. He had a random book under open in one hand, Yamato held in the other as he simply kicked the doors as hard as he could. Why knock when this was more fun?

Dante glances up from where he's sitting. He's leaning back on just one leg of the chair and is polishing Ebony currently. He peers up at his now kicked doors, although true to the DMC the doors remain undamaged and points Ebony at the interloper. Of course, Vergil probably knows he's won't fire. He grins. "Hey bro."

Vergil looked up unimpressed at the gun. Yes, he knew Dante wouldn't fire at him. Least without a reason. He left the doors open as he made his way in, turning the page with a twist of his fingers since the book was balanced in one hand. "This place is a pigsty."

Dante laughs. He taps the table with Ebony. "Close up, would you dear?" Is he talking to Vergil? The doors creak shut slowly. Huh. He slips Ebony back into its holster and promptly flips Vergil off. "Feel free to clean up! Mei's supposed to do it, but lord only knows where she is these days. Now, I know you didn't come by JUST to insult the place. What can I do for ya? Didja wanna go get a drink? Pick up on some babes? n.-"

Vergil looks over his shoulder and arches a brow at that. "Enchanted the doors did you?" He muttered, finally closing the book, he knows where he is. Ignoring the obscene guesture from his idiot twin Vergil rolled his eyes. "I am not your maid. And no, I will not be going anywhere with you. Its shameful to be seen with you." He aimed to hurt, but he knows it doesnt really mean anything. "My purpose will come with time."

Dante shakes his head. Yeah, he doesn't care about the insults. "You're a damn weirdo. You barge in here just to...stand around, insulting my decor and NOT partying with me. You need to get laid worse than anyone I've ever met." He shrugs, leaning back again and closing his eyes. "Whatever. Enjoy your stay. I can get a room made up for ya if ya need one. Just lemme know."

Vergil was about to say something and rolled his eyes at that. "Nevermind. It is no longer important." He turned on his heels and started towards the door without another word. He hadn't been in a bad mood, but now it was already dropping. He pulled the door open and started out.

The Twisted Street(#1833RL)
'Welcome to Twisted' reads a small sign hanging on the side of the Usual Restaurant, a two-story establishment dominating one side of the absolute center of Twisted Street. Opposite of the UR is the start of Park Road, which starts at this section of the Twisted Street. Towering over it is the mutli-story Integra's Arms Apartments. Somehow people are quick to ignore the houses and businesses that line the streets here going off one way and another way. Perhaps it's the mental blinders people put up when it comes to places they can't freely come and go from.

Barely visible in the distance is the edge of a sandstorm marking the beginning of the wastelands. It's harsh edge a direct contrast to the usually calm weather of the city of Twisted. In fact it almost looks like the storm is brushing against a giant bowl covering the main part of the city, and in many ways this is true. Hopefully no one will ever find a way to deactivate the barrier that holds the chaos at bay...

Vergil with a grumble a flash of blue storms out of the doors of Devil May Cry, He had only walked in moments before and seemed calm when he went in. Now he looked iritated, and it radiated around him as he clutched a book in one hand and his katana in the other. Once more leaving the doors open as he walked down to the street to head back the way he came.

Dante is laughing his ASS off as he wanders out after Vergil, yelling after him. "Wait! Bro! Come back! Stop being such a douche all the time! I was only fucking around." He shakes his head, mumbling a bit about Vergil and his tantrums. He yells over again. "Seriously! If you need something, tell me!"

Two figures approach from down Twisted Street just as the brothers decided to exit the building. A tall imposing turquoise skinned man with a colorful feathered headdress accompanied by a white furred wolf with red markings and a floating sun disc on its bask. As the two approach, the statuesque man looks up to the commotion ahead and turns to his companion. "Judging by their attire and weaponry I would venture to guess those are the ones we are seeking.

They appear to be having an argument however.." Is he /talking/ to the wolf next to him? "How should we proceed, my lady? Should we interfere?"
Said wolf next to Kotal is actually pretty interested in the scene anyway. He'll probably notice that she's already looking at the scene intently. Vergil's irritation and Dante yelling to the irritated man gets a tilt of her head, and a quiet "Rrr?" Issun makes his appearance then-- a tiny green glow with what looks like a cross between an aphid and a sedge hate on its head. So small, in fact, that between the glow and the sheer tininess of the being, the aphid-hat is the
only thing that can really be clearly seen. "What's goin' on?" Amaterasu answers Kotal's question very clearly, though. Not in words (of course). She lowers herself on her front legs and growls in the direction of the twin brothers. Issun speaks up, "What's wrong, Ammy?" He pauses, looking up at Dante and Vergil. "...BOTH of 'em?!" Issun has about enough time to explain this to Kotal: "Ammy smells evil on 'em!" Why doesn't he have any more time? Because Amaterasu charges forward! Now... if Dante and Vergil were normal humans, they'd merely see a large white Malamute running at them. but due to their supernatural heritage, they can see the things humans can't. Thus, what do they see? A large, white wolf with winglike fur on its flanks, red markings on its face and sides of its body, with a tail resembling a very large calligraphy brush. There is a fiery disk on the wolf's back, turning slowly. It's no demon, though. That aura is most definitely not demonic. It's on the OTHER end of the spectrum, in fact-- holy to an extreme. And that holy-powered sun wolf is heading RIGHT FOR THEM!

A high pitched scream can suddenly be heard from the distance, aaaand it's getting closer. The origin seems to be a blonde man in an expensive suit reeking of cologne. As he approaches the group, he doesn't stop - but he does shove anyone who might try to stop him. "GETAWAYGETAWAY!!!GO!GO!!!" And the screaming resumes again as he goes past like a blurred streak of douche-baggery. Seconds later the sky darkens. The smell of brimstone seems to coming rushing by in a gust of hot, dry air. A darkened shape of a man with glowing red eyes comes into view, pausing before the group with daggers in his hands. Of course if you have /normal/ eyes (does anyone in this scene?) Johnny C comes running up instead, looking every bit annoyed and pissed off. He pauses before the group with his daggers at the ready. "WHERE THE FUCK DID HE ....oh." The waves of anger abruptly stop as he realizes the size of the crowd before him. Quickly he puts the daggers away and rubs the back of his head. "Nice day for a stroll, huh?"

Vergil felt something powerful coming, and in a rare moment of shock. Dante was completely ignored as the book dropped to the ground. It fell open to reveal its contents, it was a grimoire of resurection spells, opps. As the book hit the ground Vergil was already shifting to pull Yamato from its sheath. It was time for some fun it seemed.

Dante blinks, stopping short himself and peering over at...all these people. Huh. It's a party! He waves! "Heya folks! Awesome. We got enough people for a party here! I could order some pizza and booze and we could all d-..." He stops short, peering at the charging wolf with the holy aura. He doesn't do much for just a second...and then....all at once...HE....kneels down and pats his legs. "Aw! A pup! C'mere mama! Come on! I won't hurtcha!" ... The universe breathes a collective sigh.

It is a rare sight indeed. When the God of War is the last one prepared for a fight. "My lady??" The growl from the wolf was certainly unexpected and it was only Issun's explanation that alerted the turoquoise skinned warrior of what was truly happening. That these two men were evil was a strange turn of events, as Kotal Kahn couldn't imagine the kind hearted (or whatever its species uses to pump blood into their bodies) Serenity working for anyone with ill intentions. The Aztec certainly has no qualms about dispensing some undiscriminating macuahuitl butchering here and there, particularly when a third party comes into view in the form of a dagger wielding red eyed fellow chasing after some hapless citizen, but he at least wanted to -know what is going on- before starting to rip heads off. Oh well, it's not like Kotal Kahn has ever not agreed with bashing skulls in. Kotal Kahn grunts and charges right behind Amaterasu, and the two white haired men will find that they don't have only a wolf charging after them all of the sudden, but a giant turquoise skinned man wielding a massive serrated sword that is almost as tall as he is. Interestingly, Kotal hasn't actually drawn his macuahutil just yet, because something about all this seems off. But rest assured that if anyone so much as harms one hair on Amaterasu's fur...There will be hell to pay.

It's probably fortunate for... a lot of people currently there that Johnny's entrance is so very sudden and surprising. The wolf skids to a stop and turns so that it can keep all of this in its field of vision. The glowing fairy-like thing with it may be glimpsed now, poking out of the fur at the back of her head. "Huh? What now?!" Amaterasu has, hopefully, not stopped quickly enough to trip up Kotal Kahn. Because if she has, he's likely to roll right over her, with as low as she is to the ground right now. She looks between Dante, Vergil, and Johnny with suspicion. She wants to know what's going on too! But she can't ask in words. She's not growling anymore, at least! Issun however, can! From the glowing green bug there's a squeaky voice, as he begins to hop up and down on Amaterasu's nose. "HEY! What is all this anyway?! We just got here and all this is confusing!" Something that might go unnoticed? The bouncing bug is not having a bit of trouble landing on Amaterasu's nose as she moves around.

So much going on, what to address? The two twins, probably bickering? The large Aztec-looking guy who looks ready start start a fight, or the weird little voice coming from-"DOGGY!" Yep. It looked weird when Dante did it too. "There's nothing going on, little puppy-whuppy!" ...really? Johnny tries to hold his hand out in hopes of gaining the animal's trust, completely ignoring the green accompaniment that provided the dialog. "Just another day, minding my own business, trying to fix the problems." Yep. With daggers. It probably doesn't help that he's the one reeking of brimstone. Spending your time in Hell tends to do that.

Vergil rolled his eyes as he watched the happenings, his guard lowered as he resheathed Yamato and picked up the book, sparing a moment to twack his brother in the back of the head with it. "How have you survived this long. Nevermind, don't answer that. I am leaving." And he turned to do just that, he was far too anti-social for this many people.

Give Kotal Kahn some credit. He underestimated Ammy's low hitbox a grand total of /one/ time when she accidentally headbutted him right on the face. That's not going to happen again! Rather than trip over the wolf in mid charge and roll forward like a total fool, the Aztec deity makes a small hop to jump over Ammy's relative small frame and position himself right in front of the wolf. His macuahuitl is now drawn.
"ENOUGH!!" He SLAMS the topside part of his weapon on the ground causing it to shake, more to bring attention to his words than actually try to hurt anyone. This is evidently to prevent that Dante or Johnny get anywhere near close the wolf. "You will show the Sun Goddess proper respect!! Not treat her like a common dog!" Demands the Aztec Cuachic and looks around to see if anyone wants to argue with him on that regard. Vergil, looking like he is leaving, gets less attention that the other two fellows, in particular the one that already has his daggers drawn out /and/ smells so much like the Netherrealm that even Kotal Kahn can smell it. "Now..which one of you is Dante? My companions and I have business with him."

Eeeeeew, brimstone! Johnny gets a little bit of a growl, but it's short. As for Dante? No, she's not approaching yet, despite the universal 'c'mere puppy~' postion he took. Vergil gets a look too. Confused wolfy is confused! Fortunately Issun is there to speak up where she can't. He can be seen by even humans normally-- part of his people's purpose, in fact, is to be the intermediaries between the gods and mortals. Sometimes they can't be understood. In this case, Amaterasu is a wolf. Kotal's macuahuitl miniquake earthquake is followed by Issun speaking up. "Right! Good question! Dante's the one we're looking for! There's supposed to be a good place to ply our trades! I'm Issun, the Wandering Artist! And this is Amaterasu! She's MADE for dispelling demons!"

Vergil wastes no further time. He keeps walking away, not bothering to look back at all. More so when he hears the words 'dispelling demons' Dantes type of crowd. Yeah, he's out.

Johnny glances at Kotal, not giving him nearly the respect he demands or deserves. He doesn't care what Amaterasu is. He's made up his mind. Somehow he's gonna pet her. Kotal's show of force gets barely an eye roll, but hearing him ask for Dante promptly makes the maniac turn his mental blinders on him again. Trying to figure out the solution to his problem, Johnny stands and checks his weapons as he ponders. Ironically it's Vergil walking off that gives him an idea. He snaps his fingers, "I know! All dogs love meat!" He turns on his heels and heads back towards the 24*7. "BURRRRRIIIIITOOOOOOS!!" Well, that was strange.

Dante huhs. He rises back to his feet, rubbing the back of his head. "The fuck is your PROBLEM, bro? I'm trying t-..." He blinks as he looks over his shoulder and his brother...is gone. He sighs, shaking his head and looks back over at the two. "Ok, now...what exactly crawled up YOUR loincloth and died? Also, I get she's not a dog. I can SEE all the aura stuff and all that shit. I was just TRYING to be friendly." He folds his arms and watches the two. He is seemingly waiting to see what he can help them with n.n

"There is friendliness and then there is being demeaning in your cordiality. " Kotal Kahn answers grimly, clearly a fellow that doesn't suffer fools lightly. At the very least, noticing that the most obvious threats are gone, i.e. Johnny and Vergil, he at least decides to offer a sign of good faith and put his own giant serrated weapon away. To note, he actually doesn't have a scabbard for his giant macuahuitl, it just kind of floats on his back whenever he puts it away. Kind of
like how Amaterasu's disc does. "I take it you are Dante then?" Grumbles the turquoise giant. Everyone else left so this gaudy looking fellow /must/ be the one they are looking for. "I am Kotal Kahn and as my diminutive friend here said--" Referring to Issun, clearly. "This is Amaterasu, the Sun Goddess." "I was told by your employee, Serenity, that you are what passes for law in this twisted realm. Lady Amaterasu and I were wondering if we could perhaps help one another." Now that things seemed to have calmed down some, Amaterasu stands properly. No more growling, no more posturing. Now she's just confused and looking for some information. Though the note that Dante can see her gets a sigh of relief from Issun. "Good, at least he understands you're not just a dog," he says to Amaterasu.

Kotal's introduction gets Amaterasu to bow her head in greeting, as if nodding. And she sits while Kotal explains the rest of the situation. Though as the mention of a police force is mentioned, Amaterasu stands again, and barks to get Dante's attention. She pauses, looks around... and catches sight of one of those newspaper dispensers. Turning towards it, her tail raises and she draws a very sharp, sudden horizontal slash over her head with the black-stained tip. And the dispenser falls, broken at the support. But she's not done. The tip of her tail moves back and forth side to side, as if she's painting in the air. The place in the air where the dispenser was began to fill with black, liquidy clouds. And when she puts her tail down, with a sound like water splashing, the cloudiness seems to explode. No damage is done. But the broken dispenser has disappeared, and there's a brand new one there, as if it had never been cut.

Dante sighs at Kotal, rolling his eyes. "GOD. You sound JUST like Vergil. Where the hell do you guys learn this stuff? 'Stick in the mud' school? Look, Ren was right in a way. We kind d-" He trails off and watches Ammy's display. He looks suitably impressed and claps. He likes the wolf a lot better. n.n "VERY nice." He pulls out a piece of jerky from somewhere in his pockets and holds it out, coo'ing. Well, I guess asking him not to treat her like a pup is going to be a bit harder.

"And you sound just like Johnny Cage." Now it's Kotal's turn to roll his eyes, although considering his eyes are glowing orbs of light, they just look like they are shimmering a bit. "Do they also have insufferable buffoon academies in Earthrealm? It is the only way to explain such disturbing lack of manners." Hey, just because Dante's is a prospective employer doesn't mean Kotal is about to take that kind of disrespect. Dante got one freebee about his loincloth as far as Kotal is concerned, everything else after that will get an answer. Kotal watches with approval as how Amaterasu' displays her skills, it's just like olden times thinks he.. except that now she seems to be stuck in wolf form. He even makes no comment about Dante feeding the Sun Goddess some jerky, because, well, she is a dog right now, there's no other way to show praise to a dog other than feed it and pet it. He does shake his head a little though in disapproval. "I am certain you will find our abilities far more than acceptable to join your organization. Are there any positions available?"

There. Now Dante can REALLY see that Amaterasu is not just some dog-- oh, what's this? The smell of meat is overwhelming to lupine senses, and Amaterasu moves forward to sniff. Ooh, spiced meat! Nom! That's yummy~! She does look for all the world like a happy wolf nomming on beef jerky. Even if it's a little beneath a goddess. "Yeah!" This from Issun. "I'm not completely useless either! I can understand Ammy, here! And look at this!" He pulls out a scroll. It's a human sized scroll, now. Where was he hiding that? And how is he carrying it? Then he just unrolls it... and it rolls right over Amaterasu's face. This prompts a confused "Rrr?" from Amaterasu. But on the scroll is a Japanese-style portrait of a beautiful woman with a 'halo' of clouds surrounding her. "See? Pretty good, huh?"

Dante was trying to get a few scritches on the goddess, because...well, you know. She at least ACTS like a happy pup n.n He examines the scroll and nods, rubbing his chin. "Yes. Very good. I....would DEFINITELY hit it." *sagenod* He gets back to his feet and addresses Kotal finally, folding his arms. "Alright. Yes. You guys're good and I think you'd work out. Plus, I love wolfie over here. She seems awesome. Now, YOU are obviously tough as well...but ONE thing, buddy. If you want to come work for me, this is NOT a partnership. I'm not a strict boss...but I AM the boss and you'll have to treat me as such. If THAT'S going to be an issue, you can beat feet right now. Got it?"

'Is there anything Dante won't hit?' Is what seems to go inside Kotal's mind as Dante stares a *mite* too intensively at the scroll that Issun pulled out of nowhere. Kotal peers at it too though and nods approvingly at Issun saying, "Well done, Wandering Artist." Something also tells him that Issun and Dante might get along disturbingly well. They seem to have similar.. uh.. tastes..The Aztec Cuachic was still with his arms crossed over his chest, just the same way as Dante does when addressing him. Kotal raises his head to peer down at Dante from under his helmet and smirks ever so softly when Dante simply decides that he looks tough just by looking at him. Its mildly disappointing that he wasn't asked to Test his Might, but Kotal is one that prefers efficiency over showboating. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future to display his skills. "You will hear no complaint from me." He says raising his hand, palm open. "I am sworn to lady Amaterasu. If she follows you, so shall I." Kotal is a diehard warrior after all, he enjoys have a clear chain of command.

Dante's response to the picture gets a low "Hehehe," from Issun as he rolls up the scroll again, so that Amaterasu can see again. And speaking of Dante and Issun having similar tastes? "You oughta see the view from inside her kimono~." Yup. Those two will probably get along GREAT....Amaterasu looks up at Dante's words, and then looks to Kotal at his response. Leaving it up to her? Well then. She sits down next to Dante, barks, and begins to wag her brush-like tail. "That's a positive there!" Issun replies. "Ammy's fine with that arrangement."

Dante laughs a bit at the whole situation. Most excellent. Soon Twisted will be HIS to cont-wait, wait. That's Vergil. *ahem* Take 2. He grins and offers Kotal a thumbs up. This guy's at least OK with him. He offers Issun 'five' by giving him...uh, thumb? and then scritches Ammy while making coo type noises. "The ladies can never resist me. MOST excellent. n.n" He dusts himself off and nods. "Ok. It's settled. If you guys need a place to stay, I'll have the DMC build ya some rooms. If not, just show up in the...well, 'morning' I guess. Hard to tell around here sometimes."

Kotal nods and then rubs his chin in thought when Dante offers them to stay in the building itself. "That would be a worthwhile offer. Neither of us has any accommodations in this city as of yet." Certainly not him, the Aztec was planning on looking up Integra's apartments after the interview, but if Dante is offering..."What do you think, my lady?" Asks he of Amaterasu. Surely living with Dante can't prove to be /too/ vexing, could it? As long as DMC doesn't smell weird on the inside it should be fine.

Issun's hard to see, but the sensation of a hi-five is hard to miss. Particularly when it's delivered to the thumb with the exact same force a full-grown human would deliver it to the hand! Seems his little size doesn't affect his strength one bit! As for Amaterasu? Scritches! Yes, these are appreciated! All of the tailwags! How many people can praise the sun with scritches? Very few. The mention of rooms here gets a 'woof!' from Amaterasu. And Issun points out, "Yeah, furball has a point-- they probably wouldn't rent a room to her, because 'dog'. So living here might be the better idea.

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2015-05-06 (PostU) Dante haz ALL the minions

2015-05-06T21:15:39Z

Dante: In a world, FULL of women...Dante hits on EVERYTHING just in case it becomes a hot humanoid one day...and, you know, some other stuff.

2015-02-12 (PostU) So, this gorgon walks into a DMC...

2015-02-12T18:31:01Z

Dante:

{{Logsummary|
Title = So, this gorgon walks into a DMC...
|Summary = Dante REALLY likes hiring female employees. I wonder why...?
|Who = [[Dante]], [[Mei]]
|Date = 2/12/2015
|Where = Devil May Cry
|Log=

Dante seems to have this habit of hiring ONLY female employee's. Coincidence? I think not...

Location: Devil May Cry

From the inescapable darkness of the entrance to a fairly brightly lit room, your eyes most likely take a moment to adjust. Or not. Who the heck am I to tell you what your eyes are doing? I'm just a stupid narration. The paint scheme in here is a messy, splotchy mix of black and red. It looks as though the original paint was all black and perhaps someone decided to 'art' the place up a tad with some red highlights. It doesn't do much for the decor, to tell you the truth. A single pane of windows lie on either side of a very plain looking brown desk in the middle of the room. Yeah, nothing special about it. It's a desk. Cope. A non-descript black office chair lies just behind that desk. Nothing special about it either. There seems to be a theme here. - Off to one side is what appears to be a secretaries desk, which may or may not be manned. A single workstation with an LCD monitor and attached keyboard seems to be the only thing adorning the desk usually, although whomever is currently playing the role might very well spruce it up. - In the back of the room are a set of stairs that lead upward to another section of the building.

Mei seems to stumble in "This isn't the tea house at all." she mumbles, frowning a bit as she looks around confusedly, looking just a little baffled by this and that.

Dante glances up from his desk, his legs typically kicked over it and crossed as per his usual. He grins a bit. "Gotta love a day when you have hot chicks bumbling through your front door. Heya gorgon-lady! Where YOU been?"

Mei blinks for a long moment "I got too cold and fell asleep in the lake." she offers, absently. She sort of shivers and finds the warmest place within the room almost immediately, sort of bundling in to watch him. "I thought I creeped you out?" she asks, curiously.

Dante raises an eyebrow. "The fuck? Creeped me out? How the hell would a gorgeous thing like you creep me out? ...Creep me right out of my clothes maybe. *offers a wink*." He peers a little more closely as Mei seems cold. He slides back and taps the rear wall with a fist. The wall to one side slides down in an exagerated motion, revealing a weapon rack among other things...and a fireplace. Another tap and the fireplace roars alive. "There. Go get warm. You look freezing."

Mei moves to sprawl out on the floor infront of the fireplace, rolling to get comfortable, her eyes lid contently as she watches him "Thank you." she offers, watching him curiously. She considers the man as her hair stretches to bask in the warm. "I slept for a long time, didn't I?" she asks, eye blinking slowly as she licks her lips, knocking some of the black lipgloss off.

Dante watches Mei's movements with interest. He's not a...PREDATOR per se...but he's been known to stalk the lady-folk in a slightly less 'creeper' fashion. He seems to be enjoying it thusly. He laughs a bit. "Sleep? Is that what you're doin' when you disappear for long periods of time? Hibernating?"

Mei nods a little "Sometimes I get lost, sometimes I just fall asleep." she admits, obliviously getting settled. Her hiss escaping as she gets very content and comfortable. "If I get too cold I don't wake up until it warms up." she admits, yawning enough that her fangs show.

Dante grins. "Sounds like hibernation to me. I ain't a science type though. Hibernation might as well be some country I've never been too. ... Get it? With the nation part and t-....ya know, never mind." He shakes his head with one of his oddball chuckles and returns to the topic at hand. "Soooo...where ya stayin' these days? Ya didn't have an apartment last time we....met..."

Mei is quiet "I was sleeping in the Lake." she offers, absently, curiously looking at him, "Why would I have an apartment?" she asks, burrowing into her own arms with a big yawn as she rolls onto her belly, oh man she really seems to be getting over cozy. "I was going to get tea." she pouts.

Dante doesn't say anything for a few moments. He's probably just checking her out, knowing him. Sorry folks, that's just kind of what he does. After he can manage to get his 2 brain cells aligned once again enough to speak, he responds, "Well, we got coffee if ya want some. I don't do that tea bullshit. My BROTHER does...but lord only knows where the hell he's gotten off too. He doesn't like to show up here too much." He scratches the back of his head for just a second before continuing, "So, you don't have a place to stay? We still got plenty of room here if ya need one."

Mei considers a bit "I can be a bit messy when I do my skin exfoliation?" she warns. Well she is a snake. So she probably leaves snake skin all over everything. She blinks at his starring "You know if you are going to stare at me like that you could do me a favor and rub my back to help me warm back up and wake up. Tea is delicious and you are cheating yourself if you think its crap." she murmurs, stretching enough to crack her back

Dante laughs. "I'm not worry about a little skin. My secretary lives in a bubble of water and often dampens things. S'not a big d-...." He trails off at the mention of a back rub. He cracks his knuckles and then just seems to BE there, ready for a long, drawn out massage. Ohhhhh yes inde-I'm getting off topic slightly. He reaches down and rubs gently but firmly at her shoulders. "Eh. Tea never QUITE enough caffeine for me, although I know it's got some. Now, a Long Island Iced Tea, on the other hand...I can down a few of those."

Mei looks confused "How do they fit an island into a tea?" she asks "oof." She is a bit tense and warm to touch "Do I have to wear those things human women wear?" she asks, wiggling her feet a little bit. She means shoes. "Coz they aren't comfortable and I ruin them if I flex my claws." she mumbles, considering a bit "Oh the cute thing that sort of flutters around in a bubble? Yes we were talking in the lake one day."

Dante tries not to be TOO rough...you know, unless she WANTS it that w-Back on topic. "What things human women wear? You can waltz around naked for all I care. In fact, I'd prefer it." He laughs a bit at his own comment, mostly because it wouldn't be funny to anyone else. "Seriously though, I dunno what you mean. Claws? You mean gloves?...Also, yeah, that's Ren. She theoretically works here but...I haven't seen her around lately." He rubs his chin. "I MAY just be TOO sexually attractive for my female employees..."

Yeah. He's serious.

Mei leans around, gently biting his arm a little bit "No. The hard foot things that make you walk weird. You have some on right now." she points out, she's already wearing fingerless gloves. No real claws there except her fingernails, which might be filed a little pointy but are hardly claws. "So I can have a room here? Will you be decorating it?" she asks, curiously, making a face "you just want to see if I really am entirely flat chested." she mumbles.

Dante doesn't mind a good nomming. It's quite enjoyable. In FACT, there are SOME kinds of nomming that a-baaaack on topic. He ahhs. Nodding. "Shoes. No. You can wear whatever ya want. Shoes are optional. I just happen to LIKE my boots. ...I remember some fucker stole my boots one time. I hated that guy. ... Well, he had his ok moments I guess. His daughter was hot." There he goes, trailing off...he absently replies to the latter half of the conversation.

"Nah. You can decorate how ya want. The room'll probably end up decorated how ya want it ANYWAY once I bug the DMC to actually MAKE the damn thing, but from there i-..." Did someone speak of breasts? He grins lecherously. "I have no issue with breasts of ANY size...but if you'd like me to examine them a bit more closely, I'd be HAPPY to give you an expert opinion on the matter." ...Well, you DID mention boobies around Dante....so....you know.

Mei laughs, arching into the rubbing, considering "I have no idea what is normal. If I have to have normal things can I have a soft bed with a big fluffy blanket?" she asks, curiously, blinking a bit, her expression largely amused as she sits up slowly to turn around and very gently hug herself against the goofy guy.

Dante ehs. "Whatever kind of bed strikes your fancy. I mean, I'd suggest something reinforced just in c-" He trails off as he gets the hug. He grins widely and happily wraps his arms around Mei. "In fact, the way you're approaching things, I think I can provide you with quite a few...uh, what's that word...sundries? ...Sounds like it should hurt your eyes..." Focus, Dante. Focus!

Mei she pauses a bit "Sundries? I like oil for my skin." she offers, snuggling in and very intentionally leaching warmth, sort of squirming so she's cuddled into his lap. "A big bed with a fluffy blanket and pillows and uhm no windows if possible, I don't like bright lights." she admits, smiling. She sort of pauses "and um a book shelf. I like books. and a desk?" she asks.

Dante doesn't mind giving out some warmth here. In fact, there's PLENTY he'd be MORE than happy t-BACK ON TOPIC: He nods. "Yeah. I'm sure all of that can be arranged. Don't think it'll be an issue." He ponders for a moment and offers a slight shrug, as best he can at least. "It doesn't seem like typical stuff is ever a problem. Something like magical artifacts though...ya might have to manual go get that stuff. Also, once the room's in place any OTHER mods gotta be manual too. That's about it I...think?"

Mei is quiet "I make potions sometimes, but that is done with a mortar and pestle and stuff." she offers absently.

Dante rubs his chin. "That right?...Hmm...Tell ya what. I know you've got the brains in ADDITIONAL to the looks, so how about this...you can stay. I'll provide things. I'll make sure nothing bad happens to ya...and in return, you work for us here. Ren's super smart too...but not with the stuff you know. I could use the research help. What do ya say?"

Of course, he PROBABLY just wants to surround himself with females. He's ALWAYS done that....

Mei is quiet for a minute "I can't promise I can help too much, but I can read around and help you with that. I can also eat your food and hog your hot water." she offers, generously She considers "So casual nudity really wouldn't be an issue?" she pauses "And is there a roof I can sunbathe on while I sleep?"

Dante nods. "You can use my facilities in return for helpin' me with the research. That is EXACTLY what I'm off-...." He trails off as nudity comes up. This is a VERY serious topic for him. In fact, this one time h-Oksorrybackontopic:

He responds carefully. "Casual nudity would NOT be a problem for me. No. In fact, consider it encouraged!... The sunbathing thing might be an issue...the roof and observation areas are open to the public. I think Twisted has laws against public nudity. I dunno. You'd have to check at town hall or something like that." He ponders. "Then again, considering some of the outfits people get away with around here....huh."

Mei considers him for a moment "Until you get my room made can I sleep in your bed? I don't snore but I do cuddle." she does not mention that she ocassionally sleep bites. She sort of peers around innocently at him.

Dante peers back at Mei. He doesn't say a whole lot for a moment but finally nods. "You can sleep in my bed as LONG as you want. ...It's like you were sent to me in my hour of need. I guess the fates love me. n.n" Yeah, this whole situation is GOOD with him. Yup.

Mei eyes Dante "Shower before getting into bed please? I can taste smells." she mumbles, awkwardly. She sort of leans to kissy nibble on his cheek acceptingly.

Dante gets this extremely lecherous look on his face. His smile is WAY too big. He nods. "Shower's upstairs. Do you...need someone to scrub your back?" He's like a wizard. He's subtle and will mack on your females.

Mei blinks "Yes. But be gentle around my scales, if you crack them they hurt." she offers, smiling. Dante does not know it, but he's going to be dealing with a lot of exfoliation and big chunks of dead skin. Its going to be a big gross boner killing affair.

Dante offers a thumbs up. "Gotcha. Gentle with the scales. Don't worry madame, I've got VERY gentle, very experience hands." He ponders this one...laughs a bit. "Well, I just set myself up there for a nasty insult. Gotta watch that. Ah well, after you madame?"

Mei stands up, slowly, offering both hands to him with a smile. "You can put some moisturizing oil on me once we finish too." She offers, cheerfully, seemingly over happy.

Dante takes her hands, looking rather giddy himself. "CAN I now? Excellent. I will take you up on that offer." Well, he's just as happy as a cherrystone.

We'll just...fade to black right here. o/~I can't remember anythiiiiing...can't tell if this is true or dream....
Wait, shit. Wrong song! Don't fade yet! I need to correct the lyrics bef-(end)

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2015-02-12 (PostU) So, this gorgon walks into a DMC...

2015-02-12T18:17:08Z

Dante: Created page with "{{Logsummary| Title = So, this gorgon walks into a DMC... |Summary = Dante REALLY likes hiring female employees. I wonder why...? |Who = Dante, Mei |Date = 2/12/2015..."

{{Logsummary|
Title = So, this gorgon walks into a DMC...
|Summary = Dante REALLY likes hiring female employees. I wonder why...?
|Who = Dante, Mei
|Date = 2/12/2015
|Where = Devil May Cry
|Log=

Dante seems to have this habit of hiring ONLY female employee's. Coincidence? I think not...

Location: Devil May Cry

Mei seems to stumble in "This isn't the tea house at all." she mumbles, frowning a bit as she looks around confusedly, looking just a little baffled by this and that.

Dante glances up from his desk, his legs typically kicked over it and crossed as per his usual. He grins a bit. "Gotta love a day when you have hot chicks bumbling through your front door. Heya gorgon-lady! Where YOU been?"

Mei blinks for a long moment "I got too cold and fell asleep in the lake." she offers, absently. She sort of shivers and finds the warmest place within the room almost immediately, sort of bundling in to watch him. "I thought I creeped you out?" she asks, curiously.

Dante raises an eyebrow. "The fuck? Creeped me out? How the hell would a gorgeous thing like you creep me out? ...Creep me right out of my clothes maybe. *offers a wink*." He peers a little more closely as Mei seems cold. He slides back and taps the rear wall with a fist. The wall to one side slides down in an exagerated motion, revealing a weapon rack among other things...and a fireplace. Another tap and the fireplace roars alive. "There. Go get warm. You look freezing."

Mei moves to sprawl out on the floor infront of the fireplace, rolling to get comfortable, her eyes lid contently as she watches him "Thank you." she offers, watching him curiously. She considers the man as her hair stretches to bask in the warm. "I slept for a long time, didn't I?" she asks, eye blinking slowly as she licks her lips, knocking some of the black lipgloss off.

Dante watches Mei's movements with interest. He's not a...PREDATOR per se...but he's been known to stalk the lady-folk in a slightly less 'creeper' fashion. He seems to be enjoying it thusly. He laughs a bit. "Sleep? Is that what you're doin' when you disappear for long periods of time? Hibernating?"

Mei nods a little "Sometimes I get lost, sometimes I just fall asleep." she admits, obliviously getting settled. Her hiss escaping as she gets very content and comfortable. "If I get too cold I don't wake up until it warms up." she admits, yawning enough that her fangs show.

Dante grins. "Sounds like hibernation to me. I ain't a science type though. Hibernation might as well be some country I've never been too. ... Get it? With the nation part and t-....ya know, never mind." He shakes his head with one of his oddball chuckles and returns to the topic at hand. "Soooo...where ya stayin' these days? Ya didn't have an apartment last time we....met..."

Mei is quiet "I was sleeping in the Lake." she offers, absently, curiously looking at him, "Why would I have an apartment?" she asks, burrowing into her own arms with a big yawn as she rolls onto her belly, oh man she really seems to be getting over cozy. "I was going to get tea." she pouts.

Dante doesn't say anything for a few moments. He's probably just checking her out, knowing him. Sorry folks, that's just kind of what he does. After he can manage to get his 2 brain cells aligned once again enough to speak, he responds, "Well, we got coffee if ya want some. I don't do that tea bullshit. My BROTHER does...but lord only knows where the hell he's gotten off too. He doesn't like to show up here too much." He scratches the back of his head for just a second before continuing, "So, you don't have a place to stay? We still got plenty of room here if ya need one."

Mei considers a bit "I can be a bit messy when I do my skin exfoliation?" she warns. Well she is a snake. So she probably leaves snake skin all over everything. She blinks at his starring "You know if you are going to stare at me like that you could do me a favor and rub my back to help me warm back up and wake up. Tea is delicious and you are cheating yourself if you think its crap." she murmurs, stretching enough to crack her back

Dante laughs. "I'm not worry about a little skin. My secretary lives in a bubble of water and often dampens things. S'not a big d-...." He trails off at the mention of a back rub. He cracks his knuckles and then just seems to BE there, ready for a long, drawn out massage. Ohhhhh yes inde-I'm getting off topic slightly. He reaches down and rubs gently but firmly at her shoulders. "Eh. Tea never QUITE enough caffeine for me, although I know it's got some. Now, a Long Island Iced Tea, on the other hand...I can down a few of those."

Mei looks confused "How do they fit an island into a tea?" she asks "oof." She is a bit tense and warm to touch "Do I have to wear those things human women wear?" she asks, wiggling her feet a little bit. She means shoes. "Coz they aren't comfortable and I ruin them if I flex my claws." she mumbles, considering a bit "Oh the cute thing that sort of flutters around in a bubble? Yes we were talking in the lake one day."

Dante tries not to be TOO rough...you know, unless she WANTS it that w-Back on topic. "What things human women wear? You can waltz around naked for all I care. In fact, I'd prefer it." He laughs a bit at his own comment, mostly because it wouldn't be funny to anyone else. "Seriously though, I dunno what you mean. Claws? You mean gloves?...Also, yeah, that's Ren. She theoretically works here but...I haven't seen her around lately." He rubs his chin. "I MAY just be TOO sexually attractive for my female employees..."

Yeah. He's serious.

Mei leans around, gently biting his arm a little bit "No. The hard foot things that make you walk weird. You have some on right now." she points out, she's already wearing fingerless gloves. No real claws there except her fingernails, which might be filed a little pointy but are hardly claws. "So I can have a room here? Will you be decorating it?" she asks, curiously, making a face "you just want to see if I really am entirely flat chested." she mumbles.

Dante doesn't mind a good nomming. It's quite enjoyable. In FACT, there are SOME kinds of nomming that a-baaaack on topic. He ahhs. Nodding. "Shoes. No. You can wear whatever ya want. Shoes are optional. I just happen to LIKE my boots. ...I remember some fucker stole my boots one time. I hated that guy. ... Well, he had his ok moments I guess. His daughter was hot." There he goes, trailing off...he absently replies to the latter half of the conversation.

"Nah. You can decorate how ya want. The room'll probably end up decorated how ya want it ANYWAY once I bug the DMC to actually MAKE the damn thing, but from there i-..." Did someone speak of breasts? He grins lecherously. "I have no issue with breasts of ANY size...but if you'd like me to examine them a bit more closely, I'd be HAPPY to give you an expert opinion on the matter." ...Well, you DID mention boobies around Dante....so....you know.

Mei laughs, arching into the rubbing, considering "I have no idea what is normal. If I have to have normal things can I have a soft bed with a big fluffy blanket?" she asks, curiously, blinking a bit, her expression largely amused as she sits up slowly to turn around and very gently hug herself against the goofy guy.

Dante ehs. "Whatever kind of bed strikes your fancy. I mean, I'd suggest something reinforced just in c-" He trails off as he gets the hug. He grins widely and happily wraps his arms around Mei. "In fact, the way you're approaching things, I think I can provide you with quite a few...uh, what's that word...sundries? ...Sounds like it should hurt your eyes..." Focus, Dante. Focus!

Mei she pauses a bit "Sundries? I like oil for my skin." she offers, snuggling in and very intentionally leaching warmth, sort of squirming so she's cuddled into his lap. "A big bed with a fluffy blanket and pillows and uhm no windows if possible, I don't like bright lights." she admits, smiling. She sort of pauses "and um a book shelf. I like books. and a desk?" she asks.

Dante doesn't mind giving out some warmth here. In fact, there's PLENTY he'd be MORE than happy t-BACK ON TOPIC: He nods. "Yeah. I'm sure all of that can be arranged. Don't think it'll be an issue." He ponders for a moment and offers a slight shrug, as best he can at least. "It doesn't seem like typical stuff is ever a problem. Something like magical artifacts though...ya might have to manual go get that stuff. Also, once the room's in place any OTHER mods gotta be manual too. That's about it I...think?"

Mei is quiet "I make potions sometimes, but that is done with a mortar and pestle and stuff." she offers absently.

Dante rubs his chin. "That right?...Hmm...Tell ya what. I know you've got the brains in ADDITIONAL to the looks, so how about this...you can stay. I'll provide things. I'll make sure nothing bad happens to ya...and in return, you work for us here. Ren's super smart too...but not with the stuff you know. I could use the research help. What do ya say?"

Of course, he PROBABLY just wants to surround himself with females. He's ALWAYS done that....

Mei is quiet for a minute "I can't promise I can help too much, but I can read around and help you with that. I can also eat your food and hog your hot water." she offers, generously She considers "So casual nudity really wouldn't be an issue?" she pauses "And is there a roof I can sunbathe on while I sleep?"

Dante nods. "You can use my facilities in return for helpin' me with the research. That is EXACTLY what I'm off-...." He trails off as nudity comes up. This is a VERY serious topic for him. In fact, this one time h-Oksorrybackontopic:

He responds carefully. "Casual nudity would NOT be a problem for me. No. In fact, consider it encouraged!... The sunbathing thing might be an issue...the roof and observation areas are open to the public. I think Twisted has laws against public nudity. I dunno. You'd have to check at town hall or something like that." He ponders. "Then again, considering some of the outfits people get away with around here....huh."

Mei considers him for a moment "Until you get my room made can I sleep in your bed? I don't snore but I do cuddle." she does not mention that she ocassionally sleep bites. She sort of peers around innocently at him.

Dante peers back at Mei. He doesn't say a whole lot for a moment but finally nods. "You can sleep in my bed as LONG as you want. ...It's like you were sent to me in my hour of need. I guess the fates love me. n.n" Yeah, this whole situation is GOOD with him. Yup.

Mei eyes Dante "Shower before getting into bed please? I can taste smells." she mumbles, awkwardly. She sort of leans to kissy nibble on his cheek acceptingly.

Dante gets this extremely lecherous look on his face. His smile is WAY too big. He nods. "Shower's upstairs. Do you...need someone to scrub your back?" He's like a wizard. He's subtle and will mack on your females.

Mei blinks "Yes. But be gentle around my scales, if you crack them they hurt." she offers, smiling. Dante does not know it, but he's going to be dealing with a lot of exfoliation and big chunks of dead skin. Its going to be a big gross boner killing affair.

Dante offers a thumbs up. "Gotcha. Gentle with the scales. Don't worry madame, I've got VERY gentle, very experience hands." He ponders this one...laughs a bit. "Well, I just set myself up there for a nasty insult. Gotta watch that. Ah well, after you madame?"

Mei stands up, slowly, offering both hands to him with a smile. "You can put some moisturizing oil on me once we finish too." She offers, cheerfully, seemingly over happy.

Dante takes her hands, looking rather giddy himself. "CAN I now? Excellent. I will take you up on that offer." Well, he's just as happy as a cherrystone.

We'll just...fade to black right here. o/~I can't remember anythiiiiing...can't tell if this is true or dream....

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2014-11-16 (PostU) A mask for ones' true emotions...

2014-11-16T08:33:33Z

Dante: Dante is out on routine patrol, but routine in Twisted is anything but... (Grindhouse music)

{{Logsummary|
Title = A mask for ones' true emotions...
|Summary = Dante is out on routine patrol, but routine in Twisted is anything but... (Grindhouse music)
|Who = [[Dante]], [[Tsuki]]
|Date = November 16th, 2014
|Where = The Twisted Street.
|Log=

Dante is here. He's often here. THAT'S not so odd really. He's hanging around up on a floating chunk of...building? It might be a building. THAT'S the odd part. Of course, he likes to take high vantage points. Easier to see what's going on out there. Always looking for trouble, this one. He's got a grin on his face, so at least he's happily looking for trouble. Dante's much easier to hang around when he's happy.

High vantage points are often a charming thing. And for a woman who has just begun exploring after far too long in a world for dead things, it's absolutely perfect for a good look around. That may be why there's a rumbling sound in the air a few feet away from Dante. And that rumbling might be the cause for the sudden appearance of the silver-haired woman a few feet away from him.

She wears all black, her waist-length silver hair swirling about in some unseen breeze as she makes her entrance. Over her face is a blank white mask, with only a pair of sunken black eye holes that conceal all beneath it. Aside from the mask, she looks fairly normal. For the most part.

Dante peers over. It's an interesting phenomena we have going on here, it's worth a second glance. Also, this seems to be female. THAT, my friends, is a very good sign as far as Dante is concerned. He grins a bit and offers some his usual, witty repartee' "Hey babe. I'd called dibs on this floating s**tpile n' all, but I have to admit some company'd be nice. Why the mask, though?"

For a moment, aside from her hair, it seems like the woman is just...a very life-like statue. It's an awkward moment, too, not a sound coming from her. Is she even breathing? Finally, the mask turns toward Dante, black eye sockets staring lifelessly at him. Definitely difficult to read emotions this way. "To conceal what people don't want to see." She tilts her head to one side, watching Dante through that mask.

Dante blinks just once. That voice? ...You know, this shape is one Dante's seen before. He tends to remember a good 'profile' when he sees one. This is one...he liked a LOT, actually. He rises to his feet slowly as his usual, stupid grin melts away. He speaks rather softly, for Dante. "...Tsuki?"

The woman's head tilts toward her shoulder as he speaks that name, the mask preventing any further reaction from being visible. "You know that name, as well." She leans a slight bit closer, those eye spots directed toward the man. "I suppose that would be a translation of my name..." She watches him closely, before suddenly offering her hand to him.

Dante seems a bit put off by this whole situation. On the one hand, seeing Tsuki again would be... ... THIS though. There's something off about this. He shakes his head clear and steps forward, almost without thinking about it. This is rather unlike Dante for the most part as another step carries him close enough to reach out and, if not prevented, clasp the offered hand. Firmly, although not aggressively.

That mask serves many purposes. It hides things that shine through with her current shape, things that can be hidden with concentration, but she doesn't often have time for that. It gives her a perfect poker face; nobody can see anything but the occasional head tilt. It also keeps people from seeing when her eyes go to some far away place like they are right now.

After a moment, she releases Dante's hand, taking a step back. "Dante." She watches him from behind that mask...then, she lifts her hand to the mask, removing it. Yup, that's the Tsuki he remembers. Or at least, the Tsuki he wants to see. "It's been...a very long time."

Dante's eyes widen. This is RARE for Dante, as it involves losing ones cool. The cool, you see, is what sustains a man of Dante's accord. His ability to stay unflappable in the face of stress is a hallmark quality for those of his ilk. At this point, that's kind of gone flying out the proverbial window. He lowers his hand slowly, still speaking in a rather quiet monotone, "You...you died. Your sister killed you. I saw your corpse. How... how the hell are you here?" This seems like an interesting way to greet someone that you thought was dead. ... However, this situation isn't as obvious as it appear, as a small tear seems to have rolled itself down Dante's right cheek. ... Yeah.

The woman blinks a few times, and reaches out again, placing her hand on Dante's shoulder in an attempt at a comforting gesture. "It's a very long story. I am not quite the same person. I am...a different incarnation." She chews on her lower lip. "I have seen what happened to the person that you knew. I remember what she remembered, and to some degree I feel what she felt. It's...difficult to explain accurately." She tilts her head toward him, and offers a sheepish smile. Facial expressions seem odd, like she's not used to using them these days. That's probably another reason for the mask.

Dante can't seem to reply for just a second. He doesn't do much of anything as Tsuki rests her hand on his shoulder. He really seems to need a bit of a mental reboot here. All at once that tear drips away from his chin, falling in a usual way that things seem to fall at 'sea-level', and finally splattering against his shoe in an all too ineffectual way. This makes his next move possibly a tad hard to predict, as he launches forward and tries to wrap his arms around just whichever Tsuki this one might be in a tight, although it wouldn't be painful, hug.

The woman really can't do much more than blink as she's swept into the tight hug, purple eyes looking at the fabric of his clothing for a moment; then, she seems to remember what she's supposed to do in this situation, and her arms come up to wrap around him, squeezing gently. "It is good to see a friend." She murmurs this in a soft, comforting tone, one hand gently rubbing his back in a soothing motion. It is good to have friends here, certainly.

Dante seems to be choking back just a few tears at this point. Dante is NOT prone to getting like this and it's always alien whenever it comes out. None the less, he can't help but sound a little choked up as he gets control of himself JUST well enough to say, "Yeah. It's... ... it's REALLY good to see you again. Whichever you ya might be." He finally is able to pull his head up and look at her face again, "H...how? Did you just....appear?"

She offers a small squeeze as he pulls back, peering up at him. "It's a very long story. I am...different?" She allows a shrug to roll over her narrow shoulders. "I am not the Tsuki you knew, even if I can remember her. I can watch the past." She tilts her head to one side, before smiling faintly. "Time." Seems that is her answer to the question of HOW she appeared out of the blue like that.

Dante seems to understand. He might understand. It's hard to tell with Dante. He's a lunkhead. He nods once, however, before replying. "Ok. I get it." Maybe. Who knows? He smiles just a bit. "So, what's the plan? You sticking around?"

"For as long as I am able to, yes. I made...agreements." She fidgets slightly, though she seems quite happy with the prolongued contact with Dante. "And those agreements seem to have promise for keeping me around here for a good long while." She smiles faintly. "I don't plan to get killed by my sister, this time around. I...believe that my mind is a bit more in tact than the version of me you used to know."

Dante seems to have lost track of the physical aspects...but then, he's really pretty happy to see her again, regardless of the situation at hand here. He nods again before keeping the conversation going. "I'm glad to hear that. I...god, Tsuki I wanted to do something. Anything. It was just... ... *sigh* I know how family works. I didn't feel I had the right, I'm sorry, I just-..."

The smile on Tsuki's face only grows, and she reaches up to gently pat Dante on the cheek. "No hard feelings. That Tsuki...well, it was for the better." She smiles up at Dante, before tipping her head forward to rest on his chest. "I'm just glad to have a friend here. I haven't done much more than watch lately, and the only people I really know...well, they're not the most sociable types."

Dante doesn't bother finishing that statement, then. This seems...alright with him. Yeah, things could be a lot worse than a surprise like this, especially in a mixed up little place like this one. Then again, for all the wicked this place conjures up, it poofs out the occasional awesome moment like this. Dante might have misjudged this place, just a little in the beginning. He hugs Tsuki a little closer as she rests her head on his chest and smiles a pretty genuine smile. "Yeah, well. F**k those guys then. There are some good people around here too. You'll find em."

She squeezes him slightly, before pulling back just enough to peer up at him. "Found one, at least." She flinches slightly, and reaches up, pulling the mask back down over her face in a hasty motion. He doesn't need to see what happens when she can't concentrate properly. "Sorry -- that face takes a lot to keep up. You don't want to see the other part. An...unfortunate side effect of a predicament I am in."

Dante grins a bit at first. "Wow. I dunno how to react to a compliment like that. *I* still think I'm kind of an a**ho-..." He trails off and tilts his own head ever so slightly as Tsuki draws the mask back on. He smiles just a bit. "Geez. Did I give you the impression that I liked you JUST because you were hot? You don't have to worry around me."

She chuckles softly, shaking her head. "Not as much as some. Believe me." She shrugs, playing at the chin of her mask idly with her fingertips. "But I do worry anyhow, and...I much prefer leaving you with the mental image of the way I would like to be, rather than what I look like now. Hopefully...hopefully, the effect will fade with time, now that I'm not under that influence constantly." She tilts her head to one side.

Dante nods with a slight sigh, but still with a smile playing about his lips. "I understand. I don't want you to be uncomfortable. Whatever ya need to do. I just wanted you to know...that I'm not as superficial as I sometimes appear. That's all." He makes another small nod at the mask. "Are you ok otherwise? Everything else good? You're not sick or anything...are ya?"
Dante seems a tad worried, is all.

The woman tilts her head, and gives the impression of smiling. "I like having you think of me as hot, is all." She taps the chin of the mask. "Not sick, just...well, I have been in the realm of the dead for a good long while, even though...I don't belong there. It made me look a little ghastly, is all. A side effect of being a guardian of the dead. I'm a representative of my world's afterlife, now...I can go between my realm, Hell, and this world at will." Again she taps the mask. "I just kinda...look the part these days."

Dante rubs his chin. "I gotcha. Been to Hell a few times myself, to tell you the truth. Well, some version or another, I guess. So many versions out there." He grins a bit, giving her an obvious once over. With all of this kind of talking...and touching...the flirting naturally seems to make its way out, in spite of everything. "Besides...the rest of you really doesn't seem to have changed a bit." What a lascivious little smile he has. Ah well, Dante WILL be Dante after all.

She laughs from behind the mask, shaking her head slightly. "The face is the only really bad casualty. In a good light, if I ever want to scare children, all I have to do is remove the mask." She shuckles softly, wrapping her arms around his waist again. This is good. This feels alive...something that Tsuki has been missing quite a bit as of late.

Dante snickers at that one. Tsuki was obviously proud of her looks, as she had every right to be. He's not going to let her be quite so hard on herself though. He's close to so very few, after all. He lightly brushes his fingers up her side and grins, although he doesn't KNOW if she's ticklish mind you. "I think I have you beat anyway. I scare the s**t out of children ALL the time and I don't have a mask. I'm just scary." He lifts his hands next to his face and makes half-hearted 'boogly' gestures. He snorts. "I'd make a crappy father."

Unfortunately, the woman is not ticklish -- though the brush does make her giggle softly. "Yeah, but you have to put effort into it with that pretty face of yours. All I have to do is take off the mask." She chuckles softly. Then, after taking a deep breath, the mask comes off again. She still looks 'normal', no scary face or anything. "Sorry. Had to take a breather."

Dante waves it off, pretending to fan his face for just a moment. "I do declare, you're going to give me the vapors with all this sweet talk." He grins widely and notices that Tsuki has taken the mask off once again. He replies, "There you are. Don't apologize. Like I said, if this feels better to you...go with it. You don't have to do it for me, though. I've ALWAYS liked you. I'm not about to stop now. Period."

"I'm more comfortable not showing you the results of my current job, is all." She smiles softly, reaching up to touch Dante's cheek. "Besides, I can't stand being around someone hotter than me." She chuckles. "Thank you, though, for your understanding." She smiles, turning purple eyes up to his face. "I'm not so happy with my face, so...makeup." She taps her own cheek, nodding.

Dante doesn't mind the attentions. At all. Of course, would one expect him too? He leans in just a bit, getting a better look? Being a little more up close and personal? Yeah, probably a little of both n.n He grins. "Well, I have to say, the results are flawless. Really. Never seen a more beautiful sight." ... "It really IS f**king awesome to see you again. I never thought I'd be seeing you again."

The dragoness smiles up at Dante, leaning a little closer. Tsuki might enjoy the attention just as much as Dante is, if not more. Isolation will do that to a person. Probably why she's putting on the face...the physical contact is a wonderful change. "I worked hard, it's nice to hear that it was not in vain." She smiles up at him...then promptly hugs him tightly. "It feels like a first meeting, for me, but at the same time like meeting an old friend. It's...so nice, talking to a person who isn't asking me why they died."

Dante returns the hug gladly, squeezing her equally tight. "I can only imagine. I could barely handle BEING around all that, let alone being a PART of it." He pauses there for a second, as he's been wont to doing this whole time. If one can catch the faint, acrid smell of smoke wafting on the air, it might just be that Dante had a thought. "Where are you going to be staying? I mean, if you don't have anywhere else, I've got a place that..." He laughs a bit at that. "Well, sounds like I'm just going right for a booty call, doesn't it?" He facepalms briefly, before letting his hand slide down his face. "Seriously though, if you need a place to stay..." (Which I need to rebuild...and will at some point here)

"You get used to it. It's just very boring. Probably why I jumped at the chance to be here. I'm sure I'll probably find some unpleasant parts of the deal I made to get here...but it's better than the alternative, you know?" She chuckles softly, watching Dante. "Well, I don't have a place yet. If you don't mind me slobbing around. I can be your creepy masked room mate or something." She grins up at him. "It does kinda sound like that, though."

Dante rubs the back of his head with a laugh and tries to look a little sheepish this time. "Uh, well, can I ask you to trust me on this one when I say I don't have any bad intentions? I certainly wouldn't mind, though. There are a few unused rooms up top. My secretary has her own place, so she doesn't stay. You're more than welcome."

With a laugh, Tsuki shakes her head. "I'm not worried about that. I'm fairly confident in my ability to kick your a** if you make any untoward moves on me." She smirks, reaching up to poke Dante's chin. "Being different has it's perks." She winks. "I'll probably take you up on that, though. You might get a peek of my face, which you seem rather curious about." She winks, reaching up and placing a hand on her mask -- though she doesn't draw it down just yet, keeping up her 'makeup'.

Dante laughs, nodding, holding up his hands. "Yeah, yeah. I know not to get too fresh. I like to keep my a** as unkicked as possible." He grins at her second comment as well. "You can't blame me for being curious, can you? ... Only when you're ready, though."

"Smart man." Tsuki nods, grinning up at him, before pulling away and pushing her mask back down. "Maybe one day. Not today. I'll let you use your imagination for now. Hopefully you'll come up with something that is worse than it really is, so you'll be pleasantly surprised." She chuckles softly, adjusting the mask a bit, before tension seems to disappear from her posture. "And over time, I will become more adept at keeping my 'makeup' on, I'm sure. The ability has atrophied after not being used for so long."

Dante just keeps grinning. He's really quite nonplussed. "I can't see you as anything but beautiful, Tsuki, although I'll try to let my imagination run wild. No promises though." He also queries, "Has coming here weakened you at all? You're not in any danger are ya?" There's that concern again. Boy, this lady has quite an effect on our intrepid...uh, well, hero's a strong word...our intrepid dude.

"You're too sweet." She chuckles behind the mask, before shaking her head. "None at all. I'm able to travel freely between realms, at no risk to myself." She reaches out, gently touching Dante's chest. "Don't worry yourself over me, I'm much more hardy than you think. It's excruciatingly difficult for me to be killed, that's the best way to put it."
Dante peers down as he's touched, the look on his face a mix of emotions. Of course, that slight flush on his cheeks are very telling. He speaks a little softer and seems to have a bit of trouble looking back up. "I know you're tough, Tsuki. I don't consider you fragile by any stretch of the word. ...It's just, you...you died on me once..."
"

"Everyone dies, Dante. I'm not even the same Tsuki you knew. I have my own memories, my own life that I lived prior to even looking back and discovering this...alternate version of me. I still have a sister, but I would not call our relationship murderous in the slightest. Tense, at worst." That mask rather sucks, it keeps her face quite expressionless. "I'll die again, one day, just like you will, just like all living things will. Time is all we have, here, and even that can run out in unpleasant ways." She tips her head toward the ground. "So instead of worrying...be happy with what you can get, yeah?"

Dante doesn't say or do anything for a while there. His brain breaks so easily when thoughts are flying at it. Thinking was never this mans strong point, you have to understand. Now we're expecting thoughts...and emotions...it's asking a lot. Still, underneath it all is a personality that's just been repressed for a while. Still a personality though. He gets it. He nods. Grins and can't help but cuddle up just a tad once again. "You're right. You're not...the same exact Tsuki I knew. I AM going to lose you again, someday...or maybe, you'll lose me this time. S**t's going to keep happening whether I want it to or not. That's why I fight in the first place. ... It's easy to forget that sometimes. You're right about another thing too. I AM happy with 'what I can get'. I get you back. That's getting a LOT. So yeah, I'm pretty damn happy after all." n.n

|}}

Category:Slayers

2014-05-12T19:25:29Z

Dante:

Characters from the Slayers universe.

According to Dante:

Yeah, yeah. Not my series. I've watched and read a lot though and I pack a lot of firepower...so you guys are going to sit there and listen while I explain this screwed up little world and THEN I'll take my pistols away from your face. Sound good? n.n

In the beginning, there was a lot of darkness and light. You had this dragon god thing battling the forces of evil. Now, at some point or another it was decided that the BEST way to reel in the imbalance going on...was to introduce the most unstable, evil, dangerous, destructive force of 'good' ever conceived. Enter Lina Inverse....c.c

In the beginning, things were simple. Lina and her crew (Gourry at first. Zelgadis came in later. Then Amelia and the rest, etc...)
Let's face it, they stole stuff. I mean, SOMETIMES they'd do something good...usually by accident, but normally that was only if it was going to make them some cash. Trouble has this way of following Lina and her crew around though. Rezo the red priest, MOSTLY a good guy up to that point, but obsessed with getting his sight back...gave Lina and the crew some trouble. After messing with him and his hordes for a bit, they end up releasing a 'big bad'. This becomes a common thread later. u.u

They managed to fend THAT jerkwad off, barely, leading into future adventures against other big bads. These included copies of Rezo and former minions. Now, being that Lina has a huge fanbase AND can...severely injure anyone who tries to STOP her, she managed a few movies too. These movies tend to go off on different storylines though and may or may NOT be reconcilable into the main storylines. Of course, here on Twisted it's doable. O:)

Most of the adventures revolve around Lina trying to make money and secure food (She eats about enough for a small country) through various mercenary means. Usually the whole gang is eventually drafted into saving the world which they usually DON'T get paid for. Story of my life, peeps.
So, the moral of this whole story is...

If you see Lina Inverse, run. You'll be a LOT happier that you did. Trust m-Blarg!! *disappears in a huge explosion*

Lina peers down at the unconscious Dante in this newly made crater. She snorts a bit before making off with most of his gear AND sticking his finger in a cup of warm water. "Geez. At least *I'M* smart enough to keep my voice down when I'm acting like an ass." She pats him on the head and heads off whistling, straight for the UR of course.

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[[Category:Series]]

Category:Slayers

2014-05-12T19:10:34Z

Dante:

Characters from the Slayers universe.

According to Dante:

Yeah, yeah. Not my series. I've watched and read a lot though and I pack a lot of firepower...so you guys are going to sit there and listen while I explain this screwed up little world and THEN I'll take my pistols away from your face. Sound good? n.n

In the beginning, there was a lot of darkness and light. You had this dragon god thing battling the forces of evil. Now, at some point or another it was decided that the BEST way to reel in the imbalance going on...was to introduce the most unstable, evil, dangerous, destructive force of 'good' ever conceived. Enter Lina Inverse....c.c

In the beginning, things were simple. Lina and her crew (Gourry at first. Zelgadis came in later. Then Amelia and the rest, etc...)
Let's face it, they stole stuff. I mean, SOMETIMES they'd do something good...usually by accident, but normally that was only if it was going to make them some cash. Trouble has this way of following Lina and her crew around though. Rezo the red priest, MOSTLY a good guy up to that point, but obsessed with getting his sight back...gave Lina and the crew some trouble. After messing with him and his hordes for a bit, they end up releasing a 'big bad'. This becomes a common thread later. u.u

They managed to fend THAT jerkwad off, barely, leading into future adventures against other big bads. These included copies of Rezo and former minions. Now, being that Lina has a huge fanbase AND can...severely injure anyone who tries to STOP her, she managed a few movies too. These movies tend to go off on different storylines though and may or may NOT be reconcilable into the main storylines. Of course, here on Twisted it's doable. O:)

Most of the adventures revolve around Lina trying to make money and secure food (She eats about enough for a small country) through various mercenary means. Usually the whole gang is eventually drafted into saving the world which they usually DON'T get paid for. Story of my life, peeps.
So, the moral of this whole story is...

If you see Lina Inverse, run. You'll be a LOT happier that you did. Trust me. @_@

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[[Category:Series]]

Category:Slayers

2014-05-12T18:59:31Z

Dante:

Category:Devil May Cry

2014-05-12T18:35:40Z

Dante:

Characters from the Devil May Cry series of video games.

According to Dante:

Ah, Devil May Cry. A lineage harkening back to the days of zombies and ravaged cities and...
...
Ok, I'm getting sidetracked. Despite starting OUT as an entirely different situation, DMC became the next in genre defying beat-em-ups.
Technically savy, quick and reliable with a fairly complex fighting engine that evolved as the game progressed. I'll break it down a bit.

DMC 1: This is where things started to heat up. Dante is the half-demon son of a demonic general. Family name: Sparda. THIS. ISN'T. 300!!
So, daddy marries a fine human chick and has Dante and his twin Virgil. Cool. They were married, they had rights to get freaky. Long ago daddy Sparda casts big demon Mundus down back into the 'abyss' (Generic yucky place) and Mundy wants some revenge later. I'm going spoiler free JUST in case, but let's just say things heat up and some family bidness gets taken care of. In the end, Mundy is once again sealed away and everyone lives happily ever pizza. I mean happily ever booze. MOVE ON TO THE NEXT SECTION.

DMC 2: Nothing to see here. Move along.

DMC 3: Now THIS is what I'm talking about. It's a prequel and a good one. This one goes over a little of Dante and Virgils back story. This happened pre-Mundus, although there's an easter egg at the end too. No spoilers going on but BASICALLY Virgil's out to gain Sparda's locked away power for his own devices. Being a mastermind of sorts but ALSO kind of...well, stupid and lacking foresight, he's fooled by a compatriot of his later on and we end up in a massive struggle for the lost power of Sparda. You'll spend most of this one in a tower, trying to get to the top to shut down/prevent the demon world from crossing forcibly over into the 'real' one. If you played 1, you have an idea of what happens between the brothers in the end.

Currently no one integrates elements from DMC 4 or the remake into the Twisted variation of the lore, as of yet. If anyone wants to start using those story elements, please add your information accordingly.

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[[Category:Series]]

Category:Devil May Cry

2014-05-12T17:47:06Z

Dante:

Characters from the Devil May Cry series of video games.

Ah, Devil May Cry. A lineage harkening back to the days of zombies and ravaged cities and...
...
Ok, I'm getting sidetracked. Despite starting OUT as an entirely different situation, DMC became the next in genre defying beat-em-ups.
Technically savy, quick and reliable with a fairly complex fighting engine that evolved as the game progressed. I'll break it down a bit.

DMC 1: This is where things started to heat up. Dante is the half-demon son of a demonic general. Family name: Sparda. THIS. ISN'T. 300!!
So, daddy marries a fine human chick and has Dante and his twin Virgil. Cool. They were married, they had rights to get freaky. Long ago daddy Sparda casts big demon Mundus down back into the 'abyss' (Generic yucky place) and Mundy wants some revenge later. I'm going spoiler free JUST in case, but let's just say things heat up and some family bidness gets taken care of. In the end, Mundy is once again sealed away and everyone lives happily ever pizza. I mean happily ever booze. MOVE ON TO THE NEXT SECTION.

DMC 2: Nothing to see here. Move along.

DMC 3: Now THIS is what I'm talking about. It's a prequel and a good one. This one goes over a little of Dante and Virgils back story. This happened pre-Mundus, although there's an easter egg at the end too. No spoilers going on but BASICALLY Virgil's out to gain Sparda's locked away power for his own devices. Being a mastermind of sorts but ALSO kind of...well, stupid and lacking foresight, he's fooled by a compatriot of his later on and we end up in a massive struggle for the lost power of Sparda. You'll spend most of this one in a tower, trying to get to the top to shut down/prevent the demon world from crossing forcibly over into the 'real' one. If you played 1, you have an idea of what happens between the brothers in the end.

Currently no one integrates elements from DMC 4 or the remake into the Twisted variation of the lore, as of yet. If anyone wants to start using those story elements, please add your information accordingly.

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[[Category:Series]]

Zelgadis

2012-02-17T21:11:40Z

Dante: /* Primary Skills and Abilities */

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==Background==

Zelgadis Greywers was once human. This changed one day when he asked his grandfather for 'power'. He wanted to be strong. Taking advantage of the situation, Rezo changed him into a chimera. A creature still 1/3rd human, now also 1/3 golem and 1/3 brass demon.

His adventures were quite varied and epic in his home world. Questing with Lina Inverse and crew left him in a number of strange situations. The strangest however, was a solo mission. Pursuing a supposed 'real' copy of the Claire Bible...a tome that could lead to a cure for his curse, he manages to fall into what seemed to be an ancient portal. Funny, no one had ever seen anything like that there BEFORE....

He awoke in Twisted, a strange world with a mixture of clashing dimensions and denizens all its own. Finding himself in such a place, he varied his time between trying to find a way home...and finding a cure for his own condition. Through multiple interactions, he found friends, enemies...even a girlfriend for a time. Thanks to the help of Caliga, if one could call it that...he discovers that thanks to a fluke in the modification process used on him, his astral body was partially connected to that of a piece of Shabrinigdo. A demon lord of his own world. Caliga's 'help' left his astral form slowly being devoured by this force and his will in a constant flux. Eventually he seemed overwhelmed and whilst in a maniacal battle for his own free will and sanity, he disappeared in a flash of astral energy. He hasn't been seen since.

==Primary Skills and Abilities==

Zelgadis, after his transformation...had a sizable boost in strength and speed compared to a typical human. His stone skin is rather hard to damage without magical or SEVERE physical means.

He's a very competent swordsman and also wields magic. The majority of his spell-casting is based in shamanism. It allows him to control the elements as well as wield abilities from the astral plane, a spiritual dimension from his home world that he was still able to connect too, even from a whole different dimension.

==Character Statistics==

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[[Category:Pre-Unification]]

Zelgadis

2012-02-17T20:58:45Z

Dante: /* Background */

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==Background==

Zelgadis Greywers was once human. This changed one day when he asked his grandfather for 'power'. He wanted to be strong. Taking advantage of the situation, Rezo changed him into a chimera. A creature still 1/3rd human, now also 1/3 golem and 1/3 brass demon.

His adventures were quite varied and epic in his home world. Questing with Lina Inverse and crew left him in a number of strange situations. The strangest however, was a solo mission. Pursuing a supposed 'real' copy of the Claire Bible...a tome that could lead to a cure for his curse, he manages to fall into what seemed to be an ancient portal. Funny, no one had ever seen anything like that there BEFORE....

He awoke in Twisted, a strange world with a mixture of clashing dimensions and denizens all its own. Finding himself in such a place, he varied his time between trying to find a way home...and finding a cure for his own condition. Through multiple interactions, he found friends, enemies...even a girlfriend for a time. Thanks to the help of Caliga, if one could call it that...he discovers that thanks to a fluke in the modification process used on him, his astral body was partially connected to that of a piece of Shabrinigdo. A demon lord of his own world. Caliga's 'help' left his astral form slowly being devoured by this force and his will in a constant flux. Eventually he seemed overwhelmed and whilst in a maniacal battle for his own free will and sanity, he disappeared in a flash of astral energy. He hasn't been seen since.

==Primary Skills and Abilities==

==Character Statistics==

==Logs==
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[[Category:Pre-Unification]]

Dante

2012-02-16T20:03:56Z

Dante: /* Primary Skills and Abilities */

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==Background==

Dante Sparda. Son of a legendary (In his world at least) demonic general by the name of, what else? Sparda. His mother human, he and his brother Virgil are half breeds. Tempered by a mixture of heated demon blood and the DNA of a human being, it lends them a strange combination of powers and ambitions.

In his youth, his mother was killed long after his father had already passed. Agents of the demon lord Mundus had attempted to locate and destroy the brothers, trying to ensure that the bloodline of Sparda would be lost forever so that their master could once again rise and take the human world. Their mother managed to hide them away before she was killed, leaving them to fend for themselves as they grew. As they aged, they grew apart both physically and mentally. Dante had taken the 'good guy with bad habits' approach to things.

Dante begin his business endeavor, then titled 'Devil May Cry', somewhere in his early 20's it's said. Before even managing to fully open his shop for business, he was confronted and attacked by minions of (unbeknownst to him at the time) his brother...who was attempting to open a link to the demon world and take the latent power of Sparda for himself. After battling to the top of the tower Temen-Ni-Gru, a portal between the two worlds...he managed to defeat his brother and cast him to the underworld...as much by Virgil's choice as his own. This was also the first time he ever met one of his repeat partners. The demon hunter, Mary (Who he usually refers to as 'Lady').

Fast forwarding to his later years, his shop still open...he meets up with Trish. A demonic female created by Mundus to look just like his mother. Feeding him a partially true story about Mundus's awakening...he follows her into what would turn out to be a huge trap. Betrayed by Trish at first...he manages to defeat everything the demon general would throw his way, including a now older version of his brother Virgil, and defeat Mundus with the help of Trish and the latent power of Sparda that flowed through him once again. Leaving the island to collapse behind him, Trish becomes another repeat partner in his crusade against the demonic evil threatening the world.

On a somewhat routine mission, Dante had managed to find himself face to face with an old ley line from times past. Evidently it was being used by a few 'wanna be' demon summoners to conjure up some small demonic entities. Easily dispatching the summoners and their minions, he managed to accidentally 'devil trigger' while rather close to the summoning circle that the bad guys were using as a conjuring point. Triggering the ley line with this sudden release of power, Dante was flung from his world into a much more 'Twisted' one.

Waking up with little memory of how he got there, Dante finds himself stuck in this new dimension. Having met a few of the locals and noticing no easy way to make it home...Dante decides, as usual, to make the best of it until something changes. If he manages to pick up a few girlfriends and some good booze along the way...well, that's just peachy with him.

==Primary Skills and Abilities==

Devil Arms:

Rebellion,

Cerberus,

Agni/Rudra,

Nevan,

Beowulf,

Alastor,

Inferno,

Fire-arms:

Ebony and Ivory,
Sawed off Shotgun,
Spiral,
Artemis,
Grenade Launcher,

Latent powers:

Devil Trigger,

Quicksilver,

==Character Statistics==

Physical Ability: 8 (Superhuman physical power and speed)
Knowledge: 3 (In general. Has about a high school education in most non-kicking ass subjects)
Magical Knowledge: 3 (Pffft. Magic. He knows a few things he picks up on his travels. Doesn't care to study much.)
Superhuman ability: 9 (Definitely not endless power, has limited energy reserves. During those times, especially when triggered...is truly a force to be reckoned with.)

Threat Level: 5.75

==Logs==
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[[Category:Taken]]

Dante

2012-02-16T19:57:00Z

Dante: /* Character Statistics */

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==Background==

Dante Sparda. Son of a legendary (In his world at least) demonic general by the name of, what else? Sparda. His mother human, he and his brother Virgil are half breeds. Tempered by a mixture of heated demon blood and the DNA of a human being, it lends them a strange combination of powers and ambitions.

In his youth, his mother was killed long after his father had already passed. Agents of the demon lord Mundus had attempted to locate and destroy the brothers, trying to ensure that the bloodline of Sparda would be lost forever so that their master could once again rise and take the human world. Their mother managed to hide them away before she was killed, leaving them to fend for themselves as they grew. As they aged, they grew apart both physically and mentally. Dante had taken the 'good guy with bad habits' approach to things.

Dante begin his business endeavor, then titled 'Devil May Cry', somewhere in his early 20's it's said. Before even managing to fully open his shop for business, he was confronted and attacked by minions of (unbeknownst to him at the time) his brother...who was attempting to open a link to the demon world and take the latent power of Sparda for himself. After battling to the top of the tower Temen-Ni-Gru, a portal between the two worlds...he managed to defeat his brother and cast him to the underworld...as much by Virgil's choice as his own. This was also the first time he ever met one of his repeat partners. The demon hunter, Mary (Who he usually refers to as 'Lady').

Fast forwarding to his later years, his shop still open...he meets up with Trish. A demonic female created by Mundus to look just like his mother. Feeding him a partially true story about Mundus's awakening...he follows her into what would turn out to be a huge trap. Betrayed by Trish at first...he manages to defeat everything the demon general would throw his way, including a now older version of his brother Virgil, and defeat Mundus with the help of Trish and the latent power of Sparda that flowed through him once again. Leaving the island to collapse behind him, Trish becomes another repeat partner in his crusade against the demonic evil threatening the world.

On a somewhat routine mission, Dante had managed to find himself face to face with an old ley line from times past. Evidently it was being used by a few 'wanna be' demon summoners to conjure up some small demonic entities. Easily dispatching the summoners and their minions, he managed to accidentally 'devil trigger' while rather close to the summoning circle that the bad guys were using as a conjuring point. Triggering the ley line with this sudden release of power, Dante was flung from his world into a much more 'Twisted' one.

Waking up with little memory of how he got there, Dante finds himself stuck in this new dimension. Having met a few of the locals and noticing no easy way to make it home...Dante decides, as usual, to make the best of it until something changes. If he manages to pick up a few girlfriends and some good booze along the way...well, that's just peachy with him.

==Primary Skills and Abilities==

==Character Statistics==

Physical Ability: 8 (Superhuman physical power and speed)
Knowledge: 3 (In general. Has about a high school education in most non-kicking ass subjects)
Magical Knowledge: 3 (Pffft. Magic. He knows a few things he picks up on his travels. Doesn't care to study much.)
Superhuman ability: 9 (Definitely not endless power, has limited energy reserves. During those times, especially when triggered...is truly a force to be reckoned with.)

Threat Level: 5.75

==Logs==
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[[Category:Taken]]

Dante

2012-02-16T19:05:24Z

Dante: /* Background */

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Title=Dante
|Image=[[File:Dante.jpg|200px]]
|Name=Dante Sparda
|Series=Devil May Cry
|Class=
|Alignment=
|Gender=Male
|Species=Human/Demon
|Age=Around 30 or so.
|Birthdate=
|Height=About 5'10
|Weight=170 - 180 lbs
|}}

==Background==

Dante Sparda. Son of a legendary (In his world at least) demonic general by the name of, what else? Sparda. His mother human, he and his brother Virgil are half breeds. Tempered by a mixture of heated demon blood and the DNA of a human being, it lends them a strange combination of powers and ambitions.

In his youth, his mother was killed long after his father had already passed. Agents of the demon lord Mundus had attempted to locate and destroy the brothers, trying to ensure that the bloodline of Sparda would be lost forever so that their master could once again rise and take the human world. Their mother managed to hide them away before she was killed, leaving them to fend for themselves as they grew. As they aged, they grew apart both physically and mentally. Dante had taken the 'good guy with bad habits' approach to things.

Dante begin his business endeavor, then titled 'Devil May Cry', somewhere in his early 20's it's said. Before even managing to fully open his shop for business, he was confronted and attacked by minions of (unbeknownst to him at the time) his brother...who was attempting to open a link to the demon world and take the latent power of Sparda for himself. After battling to the top of the tower Temen-Ni-Gru, a portal between the two worlds...he managed to defeat his brother and cast him to the underworld...as much by Virgil's choice as his own. This was also the first time he ever met one of his repeat partners. The demon hunter, Mary (Who he usually refers to as 'Lady').

Fast forwarding to his later years, his shop still open...he meets up with Trish. A demonic female created by Mundus to look just like his mother. Feeding him a partially true story about Mundus's awakening...he follows her into what would turn out to be a huge trap. Betrayed by Trish at first...he manages to defeat everything the demon general would throw his way, including a now older version of his brother Virgil, and defeat Mundus with the help of Trish and the latent power of Sparda that flowed through him once again. Leaving the island to collapse behind him, Trish becomes another repeat partner in his crusade against the demonic evil threatening the world.

On a somewhat routine mission, Dante had managed to find himself face to face with an old ley line from times past. Evidently it was being used by a few 'wanna be' demon summoners to conjure up some small demonic entities. Easily dispatching the summoners and their minions, he managed to accidentally 'devil trigger' while rather close to the summoning circle that the bad guys were using as a conjuring point. Triggering the ley line with this sudden release of power, Dante was flung from his world into a much more 'Twisted' one.

Waking up with little memory of how he got there, Dante finds himself stuck in this new dimension. Having met a few of the locals and noticing no easy way to make it home...Dante decides, as usual, to make the best of it until something changes. If he manages to pick up a few girlfriends and some good booze along the way...well, that's just peachy with him.

==Primary Skills and Abilities==

==Character Statistics==

==Logs==
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|suppresserrors = yes
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[[Category:Taken]]

Dante

2012-02-16T18:52:38Z

Dante: /* Background */