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 Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 1:05 am
Hey, I'm startin up a fresh rp thread! I've got some new charrie's, and you can make some of your own! Vergil is mine, sorry folks. Called him. Dante is open, but you'll have to work for him. Whoever can send me the best demo post can be Dante, since I know he's so popular. Anyway, here's the list.
Dante-
Vergil- The Conductor Of Shadow
Lady-
Arkham-
Sparda-Fenrir The Hunter
Ruler of Sin-
Ruler of Lust-
Ruler of Wrath-
Ruler of Greed-
Ruler of Pride-
Ruler of Sloth-
Ruler of Envy-
Prince Of Darkness(from the first DMC, the final boss?)-
Cerberus(can have a human form, please supply a picture)-
Nevan-
Agni-
Rudra-
Beowulf(once again, yes, human form, picture please)-
(anyone I may have missed, or you want.)
STORYLINE: The 'Ruler of' Character's need pics, but basically they rule the creature's of hell, the lesser demons that carry the Scythes. Remember, if you have DMC 3 and you beat it, go to the pause menu, and monster guide, and you can see a list of the monster's under each sin. Anyway, the story line is as such. Dante has been fooling around, being Dante, slaying demons, and living. Vergil has just escaped from Hell, and guess who was revived in the process, Sparda. Now it's modern time, Arkham is alive and well, and all of the character's are returned since Sparda was revived. So, have fun, PM me for character's, and go for it!
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 8:39 pm
-Vergil's eyes slowly scanned the area as he watched a hole from hell just close up before him. He had got out. He finally got out! He was free of that damned prince of darkness. Fighting his way out had been horribly difficult, and even more crawling up the entire stomach of hell's leviathan. But he had succeeded. He had to find Dante and warn him. Something horrible was comething, something that he would need his brother for. Vergil hated his brother, loved his brother, and admired his brother as a warrior. Though not nearly as good as Vergil. He sighed lowly, when he suddenly felt the air behind him stirring. He ducked his head slowly, a scythe whizzing past his head. He slowly turned around, and spotted two hellspawn.-
"For interrupting me...you wil pay."
-Vergil's hand went to his blade, and he lifted it up to show it to the weaker demon's. He canted his head to one side, and flicked his thumb up into the air, causing the blade to jump up. He immediately pulled the sheath down, away from the jumping blade so the sword was standing still in the air. He ducked behind the blade and lifted both hand's behind his shoulder, his sheath slid into his waist already. He gripped the blade, and slung it forward and down, scraping it across the ground so spark's flew. He continued this motion and spun around, placing his sword's tip into the sheath and sliding it in almost all the way, paused, and. 'click'. The first hellspawn fell in two, bursting into sand before the other.-
-The second hellspawn screeched, calling for it's master. And there was it's master, appearing in black smoke in front of his minion. It was one of the upper scythe weilders, the one with the murderous cackle. Did they doubt his strength? Vergil made a soft 'hmph' sound as the thing lifted it's blade to kill.-
"Tch."
-Vergil gripped his blade and rushed the thing of hell, sliding it into it's exposed stomach. He then twisted to the side so it was nice and firm, and turned, placing his foot on the handle of his blade. Time to test out his new devil arm. He twisted twice, and lifted his arm into the air. A long whip appeared in Vergil's hand, it was sapphire blue just as his devil aura, and the tip held an ominous crystal. He grunted and let the whip drop, as he pushed from the handle of his lodged blade. He swung his right arm down violently, and caused the whip to lash the thing in it's face. He landed down, and began a series of attack's. He then remembered that there were two hellspawn, just as a scythe had been thrown in his direction by the lesser demon.-
-Vergil's eyes seemed to make the world slow down as he assessed the situation. He let his whip drop low, as the scythe rushed at him. The upper demon was bringing it's huge purple blade down on him. Vergil only had one shot. He jumped into the air and turned sideways, elbow towards the ground. He let the whip shoot out as he lashed it forward, and it wrapped around the hilt of his katana. Vergil landed down, and pulled the whip back. It flew from the demon's torso and over his head, cutting the upper demon's scythe upward and causing the attack to miss, and serrate within the other's attack, pinning both of their blades.-
-Vergil thrust upward and the whip wrapped around the upper demon's neck, and he pulled using the momentum to go forward. He latched onto his blade as he flew, and lifted his foot and put it to the upper demon's back, and slammed his sword in the thing's head. His whip wrapped around his arm as he slid down, the sword still in the demon and he grabbed his sheath. He landed down, removing the sword, and thrust it upward and spun at the same time, his front to the upper demon's back, and his back to the lesser demon's front. He spun his blade and it whistled in the air as he slid the tip inside of the sword, and all the way to the end. 'click'. The bodies burst into sand in front and behind him, yet not a grain touched his features. He lifted his arm and spoke of the whip wrapped around it.-
"My devil arm's name is Cramoisi. Remember it."
-The whip burned away in blue fire as he silently placed his Yamato in his hand. He turned on his heel and slowly began to walk, eyes cold and harsh just as he was normally. Vergil was a murderous being, but he held love for his family. His friends. His father. He let his hand go to his blade, and lifted it, staring at the Yamato, and then sheathed it. He knew exactly where to go. How the demon's below feared his brother and his store of demon murdering arts. Vergil couldn't help but chuckle. Dante was still the happy-go-lucky, egotistical, idiotic, and foolish boy that he was. And Vergil, in his own opinion, wouldn't have it any other way. His long blue cloak swished as he walked. He knew where to go. He knew where the whispers lead. He knew that he had to go, to--
"Devil May Cry."
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 3:12 pm
You forgot gluttony. Oh and I'll be gluttany! mrgreen
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 5:56 pm
LiquifiedStapler You forgot gluttony. Oh and I'll be gluttany! mrgreen Doesn't gluttony have to do with pride?
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 8:29 am
no thats lust and Im a made up called akogara or am I just thinking about fma cause they had the humculi named after the sins I live envy I sound like him
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