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Hello yes im still alive, once again on my bullshit and opening another starter call! Prolly gonna make it uncapped bc gosh golly i need to get my shaz together. pls come and destroy me

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he rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue at dante’s dramatics, deciding rather quickly that it’s best he refrain from further comment. and, besides, even at his weakest, v is sure dante is still a powerful asset ( such a thing would never be admitted verbally, though ) and valuable ally to have in times like these. that’s the excuse v feeds himself, anyway. he’s still constantly sifting through his own feelings that have returned and remained; as much as he wants to deny it, there’s a part of him, he isn’t sure how much, that doesn’t loathe the idea of spending time with his brother. shocker.

thankfully, silence doesn’t linger for too long as dante proudly boasts his ‘ nerf ’ guns. dante mentioned the word once before but v still doesn’t really understand, nor does he care too. dante says a lot of things v doesn’t really get, though. griffon, on the other hand, seems to care a lot. of course he does.

❛ oh, as if ! you really think some little rocks are gonna hurt me? you’re even stupider than you look, dante! ah ─ sorry, v. but hey, you guys don’t really look all that much alike! anyway, dante, keep talkin’ like that and i’ll let the first demon that show it’s face eat ya’ and then─ ❜ his rambling comes to an end when v loudly clears his throat.

“ i would advise you save your ammunition for something that is worth shooting at. i image your source is limited. ” v points out with a nonchalant shrug. he heaves another sigh as, in typical ‘ dante ’ fashion, his brother loudly announces their presence to whatever may be lurking in the dark. this causes griffon to caw with ironic laughter. ❛ trust me, dante, there ain’t no demon in existence that wants to hang out with you! ya’ ain’t a good boy! ❜ he squawks.

“ if you two are done drawing the attention of anything that resides in these tunnels… ” v interrupts before griffon can continue, feeling exhausted being around these two already. he’s quiet as dante lays out a plan, lips pursing. right. the reason so many people, including himself, sought out dante to slay demons: as annoying as he is, he’s the best in that field. 

yet another reminder that v will always be inferior. but not useless─ v will not allow himself to stoop that low. 

“ you’re forgetting that i have slain my fair share of demons, as well. ” he smirks, twirling the cane he probably, realistically doesn’t need anymore, “ don’t mind me. focus on yourself and the path ahead. griffon? if you will, lead and illuminate the path. ” v instructs smoothly. the thought of dante worrying over his sake is… mildly irritating. v can’t quite pinpoint why.

❛ on second thought? the two of ya’ together isn’t too great. stop bossin’ me around! ❜ griffon snaps but flies ahead regardless. as v said, he occasionally fires a bullet of electricity. the trail doesn’t illuminate much, but it’s enough that it would give them enough time to prepare for an attack, should they cross one of the beasts.

“ anyway, ” v remains a few paces behind dante, able to keep up despite not having shadow to ride around on, “ i suppose with no real destination to reach, we should be mindful of how far into the tunnels we venture. quite pathetic for the people of royal status to let things get this out of hand, no? to send civilians, strangers to this world, in to do their work … i question the legitimacy behind the people in power here. what a shame, don’t you think? ”

“Damn shame. Almost as shameful as the glowsticks coming outta the chicken’s mouth!” Dante smirks, deliberately delivering the last half of the sentence to the flying avian above.

“But, I’m sure the nobles think so too, y’know? And hey, it’s not like we’re strangers to this kinda work either. Maybe they even recognised my devilish good looks and thought; ‘hey, this guy’s got it!’ Of course, if we pose that question back at them when comes time to report, we might get a gratitude we can count!”

Talk of his appearance reminded him as he gazed at V in the corner of his eye. The man was well, half a man. His brother, but not *all* of him. He felt a small hesitation in interacting. If it were Vergil next to him right now, would he feel a little safer? It might have been that truth, that it wasn’t all of Vergil standing there that might’ve been a source of his discomfort. 

“I guess you are my brother if you have that much confidence with that cane there. With that you’ve just given me free leave to focus all the Dante on the enemy! Hope you don’t regret it.”

As his footsteps echo boldly into the tunnel ahead, Dante once again feels the freedom of his back. The sword Rebellion usually hung there, and without it Dante might’ve been a little too eager to talk over his unease. If played it any thicker, he might’ve missed the low shifting sound that echoed in front of them.

“Well, uh... that sure wasn’t the beans I ate this morning...” He grips his two nerf guns and points them deep, holding steady. “Wanna give us a light, Griff? I think we might finally have some company...”

“And don’t worry about ammunition. I have a pouch fulla garden stones on my belt. Even had to fight a few worms to get ‘em...”

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“Wait... the stickers on apples come off?”

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[ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you watching?

[SMS]:: thuis wicked rhino beetle judt goin to town on this stag

[SMS]:: they’re trying to suplex the shit outta one another its metal

[SMS]:: I found em in my bathroom, ive got snacks

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text messages.

[ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to drunk text me rn? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— didn’t you get my last text? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you ignoring me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m so bored! [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey you 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— blue is definitely your color 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— ugh i wish you were here! [ 📲 • sms ] —— i think you’re going to like what you see 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you’ve been on my mind all day today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i can’t stop thinking about you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you gonna fall asleep on me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— NO don’t fall asleep on me again tonight! [ 📲 • sms ] —— you fell asleep on me last night! you owe me now [ 📲 • sms ] —— send me a picture 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey cutie! haven’t talked to you in a while! [ 📲 • sms ] —— why did you stop texting me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey can i call you now? [ 📲 • sms ] —— call me rather talk on the phone [ 📲 • sms ] —— sweet dreams….with me in them 😉 jk [ 📲 • sms ] —— oooooh, i like the sound of that 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna hang out tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna do tomorrow? ☺️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— you looked really good today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— can’t wait to see you xoxo [ 📲 • sms ] —— talk dirty to me [ 📲 • sms ] —— maybe i can stay the night with you tomorrow [ 📲 • sms ] —— dang you take long enough to text back. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you are the slowest texter ever. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate texting you sometimes. you take forever. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you take forever and a day to reply. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i was wondering where you went. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what happened? where did you go? [ 📲 • sms ] —— k. [ 📲 • sms ] —— ok that’s cool. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s wrong with you? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey where was you today? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna come over? [ 📲 • sms ] —— why are you texting me? i’m standing right beside you… [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate one word texters. [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop one wording me. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you mad at me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna talk about? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you like me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i love you 😍 [ 📲 • sms ] —— miss you 😘 [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop sending me that wink face. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you okay? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m gonna take a shower brb [ 📲 • sms ] —— hold on i gotta do something real quick. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to sext me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— my dog/cat said he/she missed you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s your dog/cat doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you watching? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i see how it is 😜 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you can’t text me but you can be on facebook/twitter/instagram/ [ 📲 • sms ] —— how come you never text me anymore? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i gave you my number so you could text me punk 😛 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me back anymore ☹️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— sorry didn’t mean to bug you [ 📲 • sms ] —— you only text me when i text you first. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me first! [ 📲 • sms ] —— wanna go catch a movie tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you mean by that status you posted? [ 📲 • sms ] —— guess what emoji is next to your name in my phone? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey stranger. stop being a stranger. [ 📲 • sms ] —— did you miss me? 😆 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m looking through your pictures right now. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i saw that selfie you just posted. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you text me after i upload a bomb selfie i see. [ 📲 • sms ] —— it’s okay you don’t to lie to me. [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that was so sweet. ☺️  [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that just made me smile. ️☺️☺️  [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g i’m punching you so hard the next time i see you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g you get on my nerves. [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey there ! remember me ? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you going to ignore me again tomorrow?

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“These bad boys...” Dante slaps the topmost box of pizza. “...Is gonna be breakfast, lunch and dinner for yours truly. Reckon it might last me... a coupla days? They had a 3 for 2 sale going at the pizza place. That means the toilets will be flushing for at least another month! Huzzah for budgeting!”

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“my god, are you going to be able to eat all that, or is some of it for left overs?”

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“Please, please tell me there isn’t…Pineapple on pizza here. Please. It’s so gross”

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Event Starter for @prophetessblue​ !!

“Been seeing you a lot here recently!” He greets the former aristocrat with a yawn. It’s a condition he gets when he spends too long in libraries. Without much fanfare, he fetches a seat nearby and spins it around to sit back-saddle. 

“You got the message from the princess, right? Well, instead of looking through the labyrinth for the right book, I think asking you might be quicker. Do you happen to know where the demons of Blackgrove hang out? Y’know, lookin’ for the blood and all that?” “I’d go and have a wonder around myself, but it’s a long trek without reinforcements or even a sword to swing...”

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Event Starter for @unforged​ !!

“I take it you got the little lady’s message too?” Dante chuckles, a large burlap sack strung over his shoulder. He’s leaning a little to one side; either it’s heavy or he’s been holding it there a while. “Cocky little thing, asking outsiders for help. I’ve been burned in the past for helping young girls out in the past, but without the sun back, how am I gonna work on my tan?”

Without further ado, he slings the sack around opens it up, revealing an assortment of sharp metals and stones he’s found around the place. “I hear you’re pretty good with a hammer? I’m thinkin’ of going after the--” his voice lowers, “--fur of the beast. Sounds fun, yeah? Well we’re gonna need something to cut the hair off, but a kitchen knife is just too simple and lame. Little risky getting that close. Reckon you can fashion something out of this? I’ll pay you back, course! Coin, pizza, friendship, name your price!”

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Hello! Sorry, it’s been a while! Opening an event starter call to get my butt back in shape! Capping at 4 most likely! Tyvm and have a nice day!

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“Lost my touch? You wound me, V! To even hear you say it...!” Dante chuckled, feigning offence in his voice. In actuality he was fooling no one, sure, (it was hard to play off feeling the effects of the measly chicken bullets of griffon) but it simply wasn’t his style to be meek. They’d walk in, have a ball, things would work out. They usually do.  With pride, he pulls up one of his nerf guns. “I’ve put little garden stones in the ends of the darts. They ain’t no Ebony and Ivory, but with the upgraded spring from Fantasy-Costco and the lubricated barrel it could easily take, say, a flying demon chicken. Catch that, birdy? As far as I know, my mercy makes us even!”  

He looked down the tunnel they stood before, his heart rate... rising a little. He could feel the frailness of his body right now... and it made him mad. Mad because he felt... afraid. For the first time in a while. It reminded him of being a child, in that closet. Useless. And when people are afraid, fight or flight they say... and Dante never flees.

“If what they’re saying is true, then heck, we might finally get some action!” He wanders ahead, spinning his twin nerf guns, voice echoing into the abyss. “Hey there, demons! It’s ya boy! How ‘bout we hang for a bit? It’ll be like old times, I promise!”

He continues, turning over his shoulder to make sure his companions are following. “If you’re so proud of your skills, maybe we should have you up front, Griffon. Be a hero! Show us how it’s done!”

“And V... Seein’ as you’re not fading away anymore, you should be able to swing that cane around, yeah? Ain’t no Yamato, but I’m countin’ on you to sure up our rear. But don’t get too crazy in there, okay?” He spoke in his usual jovial nature, but there was the hint of seriousness hidden within.

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‘ hey, hey, guys! wanna hear somethin’ funny? that fact that I’M the one who’s got the most power here! huh - hah! ’ griffon circles above them but flies low to avoid smacking his head on the top of the tunnel, ‘ jeeze, i’m gettin’ reeaal claustrophobic in here! but i can’t just let you guys go in alone! no no, not when my two pals need me watchin’ their backs! yeah, even you, dante! you owe me one! and especially you, v. ’ the squawking continues, much to v’s dismay. what’s even worse is that there’s some truth to the demon’s words. if whatever beasts lurking the streets are as bad as the people in power make them out to be, griffon’s electricity will be essential. he sighs, choosing to ignore the onslaught of boisterous comments and instead looks over to dante.

how strange to be at his side again.

“ so, it appears we’re still hunting demons, even here. ” he comments plainly. his tone is neutral; he doesn’t harbor negative feelings, but he certainly isn’t elated by the situation. especially now that he’s able to recognize that he’s virtually useless. irritating.

“ i hope you haven’t lost your touch, dante? ” there’s the slightest hint of challenge as he speaks, an eyebrow raised ever so slightly, “ especially if these tunnels are as dangerous as they say. it would … be in our best interests to remain cautious. ” he spares a glance at griffon, knowing his words fall on two sets of deaf ears. neither of them will be cautious.

he’ll simply have to hope for the best. 

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He shoots a nerf gun down the road-- the eerie silence of the surroundings creating a solid, satisfying echo of its firing.

“Mhmm, mhmm! Listen to that new spring! So tightly wound! Baby!” Dante is pleased.

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“Someone, huh?” He takes the Popsicle out of his mouth as he turns to the newcomer. “I’m afraid you gotta be a little more specific. Lotsa people came this way.” His devil-may-care air didn’t flinch at the man’s perturbed expression. “Pointy teeth? Claws? Devil wings? ...Cat ears?”

“...If they have any of these traits, you might have to pay a little extra.” He smirks, sticking the popsicle back in his gob. "I’m a professional, though. Guarantee results for ya. So? Got any charm points for me? If not, I know of a few places we could check.”

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⁝ ▹ “EXCUSE me,” Lucifer greets, his expression sour. “I’m looking for someone, and I was hoping you could help me find him. I believe I saw him head this way.” 

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“Well now, if we somehow manage to escape this world, what’s another?” Dante brushes off Jubei’s first question off with a shrug and a laugh. ”I’m a pretty resourceful guy. And while this place isn’t exactly boring it doesn’t have an abundance of, uh... cat ladies.” He once again props the fingers at his crown. “Add that with all these giants, scaly folks and dwarfs, heck, you’re only convincin’ me to come along!”

He smiles back, the smile on her face seemingly contagious despite what her eyes depict.

“And danger? I’m all for it! Danger’s my middle name. Yup, it’d be another feather in the cap of Dante Danger Sparda, the Legendary Devil Hunter. I got two badass ladies back at home that are more than capable to keep the business in trade while I take a little vacation. Savin’ the world reeeally gets the shoulders stiff after the second or third time, ya know?”

He gives Jubei another once over, knowing eyes atop his cheerful grin, peering past the simple whimsy of her race. “You understand, right? Hard-workin’ folk like us, finding a nice place separated place to relax seems too good to be true. Can’t blame me for wantin’ to take a breather once in a while.”

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“So… just to clarify, there are others like you, right? From wherever you come from?” Not wanting to come off as rude, Dante hesitantly raises his two index fingers behind his head as ear and then kind of charades a hand to his behind as if he had a tail.

“Brothers? Sisters? Friends? And follow up, if this all resolves itself, could someone, say… return with you? To cat-person land?”

“…Asking for a friend, of course.”

  Her ears wiggle, rich auburn with dark tips tapering at the ends, as if carefully tuning to his question with sincere curiosity. This is the second or third person to inquire about her kind, which fascinates her more than offends her. Of course such could change should the man decide to call her kitten, then all sympathy for ignorance would be thrown out the window–if this man isn’t thrown out himself by her hand already. 

     ❝ Yes, that’s correct. ❞ Jubei responds with a simple smile, head tilting just the slightest at his demonstration of mimicking her special features of ears and tail.  ❝ This cat-person is called a miqo’te, by the way. We have many races where I’m from. Some come with scales, some are dwarf in size … or mighty like a giant. ❞

His query, however, comes as a surprise.  ❝ I think … you’re getting a bit ahead of yourself, there. Shouldn’t you be more worried to return to your home than wander to another unfamiliar land? What, is Terra not enough excitement for you? ❞ the grin that presents itself indicates her tease enough, but her golden eyes could not conceal the utter incredulity shining in them. He’s a bold man, if his red attire isn’t already loud enough.  ❝ Even if this friend of yours would like to venture to miqo’te land with me, that could prove a danger in and of itself. ❞

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❝ STOOOOP. I could have dropped my croissant! ❞

“Pfft. The Satan I know would’ve caught it with his tail and proceeded to bitch slap me across the face with it.” he gives a smug huff and shrugs. He shoots another nerf dart. “Think fast!”

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❝ Oh my god, why can’t you just take the freakin’ complimEEEENT? ❞

“Cuz it ain’t a complement! What, does You’re pretty cool for an old guy impress all the dudes you walk across? I’m still in my prime! I can still throw down with demon kings! C’mon, we’re going to Fantasy Denny’s! We’re ordering the spiciest thing on the menu!”

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❝ Can I get a waffle? Can I PLEASE get a waffle? ❞

“Okay so to reiterate, that’s a cheese and bacon stacked, a chicken royale stacked, two large fries with a strawberry -- huh? Oh, I like your style! 

Reeally fill up the chicken royale with fillings! Fill it! We want it ‘more full’! This is a full meal we’re having! We ain’t skimping out!”

He turns back from the intercom.

“Nice save, my man.”