INTERMISSION 2
Busy busy busy life…just another intermission for now. Hopefully there won't be too many of these. Unless people like them?
These are a few random DMC and DMC2 related thoughts I've have that amused me. May have DMC2 spoilers. Each --- line starts a new one.
Random fanart! [ for a picture of chibi Dante]
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Dante and Trish lay on a grassy hill looking up at a velvet navy sky of stars.
Trish looked over at Dante. "You've been pretty quite tonight, Mr.-Usually-Cocky-Attitude. What's up?"
Dante sighed, chewing a stalk of grass. "I dunno. I was thinking about life and fate and stuff."
Trish quirked an eyebrow. "Heavy duty stuff."
Dante nodded. "Trish…um…do you remember why we're here? In this field?"
Trish opened her mouth…and stopped. She frowned. "Actually, no. Where ARE we anyways? How did we get here?" Trish blinked suddenly, very confused. "And WHY are there flying pastry making penguins everywhere? And WHERE the heck are your pants!" she yelped noticing Dante was dressed only in his boxers.
Dante sighed. "See? This is what I'm talking about. Ever wonder if you're just living a dream? Or you're just a video game character brought to life through the demented dreams of some teenage girl's online fanfiction?"
Trish stared, then just shrugged. "That would explain the lack of pants."
[ah…it is good to be an insane fan girl ^_^]
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Lucia, freed from her restrictive binding to the wall, clutched at Dante's shirt. "Forget about me…Kill Arius!" she begged.
Dante strapped his sword on his back. "Don't worry," he said, "I've got you." As Arius blasted the room with dark energy, Dante Devil Triggered and flew off, Lucia in his arms. A few minutes later the landed and Dante transformed back to his regular state. He flicked back his silver hair and looked at Lucia. "You all right babe? Arius ha--"
Lucia surprised him by punching him straight in the jaw. "You fool!" she yelled. "You had your chance to kill him! Now we'll have to fight even more minions to get that close to him ever again!"
Dante's anger flared. "Hang on there! Who was tied to the wall about to get blasted back there! You OWE me, babe!"
Lucia rolled her eyes. "OWE you! Did you think I couldn't take care of myself? I fought my way here too you know! After you freed me we could have both taken Arius easily! Instead you had to get a case of the heroics and be all 'I've got you' like. Did you think I couldn't have devil triggered and flown away from the building just as easily as you?! Gah! Men!" She huffed the last word and stomped off in anger, leaving Dante with an aching jaw and stunned look.
[ah…nothing like a feminist she-devil]
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My minister sat across from me and looked at me overtop a sheet of paper. "As a senior this year, it's your job to write the sermon for Youth Sunday this year. This," he said holding up a single sheet of paper, "seems…well…rather short. Is there a reason for this?"
I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat. "Um, see I've been doing a lot of writing in my free time."
He looked interested. "Oh really? Like what?"
"Ah…well…it's a fanfic online about a half-demon who's fighting the legions of hell and needs his demon father's mystical demon staff to save the world…"
Note: Never discuss demon fanfics with your preacher.
[Semi-true story. I did have a sermon due, and was writing the fanfic instead. My minister did not know this though. ^_^*]
Busy busy busy life…just another intermission for now. Hopefully there won't be too many of these. Unless people like them?
These are a few random DMC and DMC2 related thoughts I've have that amused me. May have DMC2 spoilers. Each --- line starts a new one.
Random fanart! [ for a picture of chibi Dante]
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Dante and Trish lay on a grassy hill looking up at a velvet navy sky of stars.
Trish looked over at Dante. "You've been pretty quite tonight, Mr.-Usually-Cocky-Attitude. What's up?"
Dante sighed, chewing a stalk of grass. "I dunno. I was thinking about life and fate and stuff."
Trish quirked an eyebrow. "Heavy duty stuff."
Dante nodded. "Trish…um…do you remember why we're here? In this field?"
Trish opened her mouth…and stopped. She frowned. "Actually, no. Where ARE we anyways? How did we get here?" Trish blinked suddenly, very confused. "And WHY are there flying pastry making penguins everywhere? And WHERE the heck are your pants!" she yelped noticing Dante was dressed only in his boxers.
Dante sighed. "See? This is what I'm talking about. Ever wonder if you're just living a dream? Or you're just a video game character brought to life through the demented dreams of some teenage girl's online fanfiction?"
Trish stared, then just shrugged. "That would explain the lack of pants."
[ah…it is good to be an insane fan girl ^_^]
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Lucia, freed from her restrictive binding to the wall, clutched at Dante's shirt. "Forget about me…Kill Arius!" she begged.
Dante strapped his sword on his back. "Don't worry," he said, "I've got you." As Arius blasted the room with dark energy, Dante Devil Triggered and flew off, Lucia in his arms. A few minutes later the landed and Dante transformed back to his regular state. He flicked back his silver hair and looked at Lucia. "You all right babe? Arius ha--"
Lucia surprised him by punching him straight in the jaw. "You fool!" she yelled. "You had your chance to kill him! Now we'll have to fight even more minions to get that close to him ever again!"
Dante's anger flared. "Hang on there! Who was tied to the wall about to get blasted back there! You OWE me, babe!"
Lucia rolled her eyes. "OWE you! Did you think I couldn't take care of myself? I fought my way here too you know! After you freed me we could have both taken Arius easily! Instead you had to get a case of the heroics and be all 'I've got you' like. Did you think I couldn't have devil triggered and flown away from the building just as easily as you?! Gah! Men!" She huffed the last word and stomped off in anger, leaving Dante with an aching jaw and stunned look.
[ah…nothing like a feminist she-devil]
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My minister sat across from me and looked at me overtop a sheet of paper. "As a senior this year, it's your job to write the sermon for Youth Sunday this year. This," he said holding up a single sheet of paper, "seems…well…rather short. Is there a reason for this?"
I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat. "Um, see I've been doing a lot of writing in my free time."
He looked interested. "Oh really? Like what?"
"Ah…well…it's a fanfic online about a half-demon who's fighting the legions of hell and needs his demon father's mystical demon staff to save the world…"
Note: Never discuss demon fanfics with your preacher.
[Semi-true story. I did have a sermon due, and was writing the fanfic instead. My minister did not know this though. ^_^*]