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15th January 2013.
Fortuna
"Didn't plug you as the gaming type Nero." Kyrie sat next to her lover. She wondered what had possessed the young hunter to waste his money on a game system, it wasn't something he had mentioned before but hey everyone deserved a chance to relax.
Nero had picked up the game based solely on the name, DMC, aww come on it had to be awesome with a label like that right? Kyrie left him to it and headed to bake up some cakes, Dante was due over later that day and she'd decided to try and comply with Trish's wishes of him eating something other than pizza or junk food but she hadn't been able to resist completely, perhaps a little something for their favourite trouble maker could be allowed...
Dante was closing up shop when the phone rang, he wandered over, picked it up and flopped back into the seat. Never a dull moment right?
"Hey D," Nero's voice floated over the phone, "did you ever live in a trailer?"
"No..." Dante raised an eyebrow. "Should I have?"
"Just wondering..." Nero went silent a moment. "Can I ask you another thing?"
"Yeah I guess..." Dante sounded more suspicious.
"Why is your cock so small a half eaten slice of pizza can cover it?" He burst out laughing and put the phone down.
Dante headed over a little confused, and a little irate about the last bit but wondered what had set it off. Maybe Nero had been drinking? Dante let himself in, the smell of freshly baked cake immediately put him in a better mood. He could hear the sounds of violence in the living room and poked his head in, just in time to see some punk on a computer game "My name... is Dante."
"What the sweet zombie in hells is this?" Dante looked at Nero.
"You're life story mate." Nero laughed. "Apparently you're a Nephilim, oh by the way hot looking ass if the four boxy pixels are to be believed. You might wanna take a bath though you look like a meth addict here." Nero paused the screen.
"You wasted $60 on that?" Dante looked at the logo's. "Oh cool is that a Vespa on the side?"
"It's really the only thing I found worth shooting in this. I'm gonna go pick up Metal Gear Solid, this shits pointless..."
"No I can think of a use for it." Dante pulled the disc out of the Xbox and headed over to Kyrie. "Hey babes... load this thing up with a much cake as it can handle."
Fortuna
"Didn't plug you as the gaming type Nero." Kyrie sat next to her lover. She wondered what had possessed the young hunter to waste his money on a game system, it wasn't something he had mentioned before but hey everyone deserved a chance to relax.
Nero had picked up the game based solely on the name, DMC, aww come on it had to be awesome with a label like that right? Kyrie left him to it and headed to bake up some cakes, Dante was due over later that day and she'd decided to try and comply with Trish's wishes of him eating something other than pizza or junk food but she hadn't been able to resist completely, perhaps a little something for their favourite trouble maker could be allowed...
Dante was closing up shop when the phone rang, he wandered over, picked it up and flopped back into the seat. Never a dull moment right?
"Hey D," Nero's voice floated over the phone, "did you ever live in a trailer?"
"No..." Dante raised an eyebrow. "Should I have?"
"Just wondering..." Nero went silent a moment. "Can I ask you another thing?"
"Yeah I guess..." Dante sounded more suspicious.
"Why is your cock so small a half eaten slice of pizza can cover it?" He burst out laughing and put the phone down.
Dante headed over a little confused, and a little irate about the last bit but wondered what had set it off. Maybe Nero had been drinking? Dante let himself in, the smell of freshly baked cake immediately put him in a better mood. He could hear the sounds of violence in the living room and poked his head in, just in time to see some punk on a computer game "My name... is Dante."
"What the sweet zombie in hells is this?" Dante looked at Nero.
"You're life story mate." Nero laughed. "Apparently you're a Nephilim, oh by the way hot looking ass if the four boxy pixels are to be believed. You might wanna take a bath though you look like a meth addict here." Nero paused the screen.
"You wasted $60 on that?" Dante looked at the logo's. "Oh cool is that a Vespa on the side?"
"It's really the only thing I found worth shooting in this. I'm gonna go pick up Metal Gear Solid, this shits pointless..."
"No I can think of a use for it." Dante pulled the disc out of the Xbox and headed over to Kyrie. "Hey babes... load this thing up with a much cake as it can handle."
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Okay well look people are gonna love or hate the new game. If you love it go you, enjoy it but don't bother me with trying to convince me to chance my mind. It's my opinion, I am allowed to have it. This is just a silly piece of writing for those that don't like it to have a giggle at. Maybe even if you like the new one you can have a little sense of humour and enjoy it too... who knows.
Dante, Nero, Kyrie and Trish are all copyright of Capcom. No profit made.
Dante, Nero, Kyrie and Trish are all copyright of Capcom. No profit made.
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I had a great time with Nero mocking the reboot. Him,Trish,Kyrie, and Lady are glad that they were spared from appearing in it.
But hey I have to hand it to Dante for coming up with a use for the DmC DMC disk.
But hey I have to hand it to Dante for coming up with a use for the DmC DMC disk.