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[gigadevilbreaker]

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☆ RED BULL GIVES YOU WINGS ☆ ★☆ Profile Unit avante en garde Position Indigo dye (1d2583) Age 23 Height 173 cm Hair/Eye Color silver white/blue Notable Traits prosthetic right hand below the elbow Bio Sparda says it's my turn with the braincell!!! ★☆ Abilities & Point Bank Warpstrike Obtained Stability Obtained Living Forge Obtained Appel Obtained Prise de fer Obtained (stabbing) Feint Obtained Points Spreadsheet ★☆ Player Contact Character Name Nero Inventory here Character Source Devil May Cry Memory registry here Outfits here Player Name Toni Corruptions here Contact punchpolygons | zedsabre#1089 Do Not Want I appreciate having any potentially long term damage being discussed first; would like to avoid noncon.

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Dance?

[gigadevilbreaker]

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June 15, 12:36 pm

This deep into the Underworld tree, the gnarled, H.R. Giger-esque tendrils of the Qliphoth look more like a vision of Hell, rather than any normal plant. The bright red of human blood glowed all around them instead of chloroplast, feeding the tree - empowering it.

L███ wakes him up. He'd been knocked out for... shit, it's been half an hour now, just passed out behind the Devil May Cry van. When he comes to, he sees D████ and N███ talking - N███ gushing like she does - and he decides to hang back. Frustrated. Ashamed that he had to get saved. The word Dead weight still rings in his mind like a prison.

When he turns the corner, N███'s presenting her celebrity crush with a hat and

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D████ is dancing now.

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After what feels like the longest 30 seconds of his life, he sulks out when that strange song and dance is over. "D████! I'm gonna go too."

"Why don't you sit this one out?" The reply is in the legendary devil hunter's usual easygoing tone, and it drives him nuts. He still thinks he's too weak to handle this.

"Oh, and let you call me dead weight again? No thanks." He lifts the Devil Breaker - "I've got all the power I need-- right here."

"You don't understand. That's not what I mean--"

"Let him go, D████." A third man interrupts them, and hobbles towards them with his cane. "Time is a luxury we can no longer afford. We must chase after him, post-haste."

"What, does that mean you're going too?" D████'s almost incredulous at the idea. V looks like he's almost on the verge of death himself. He's falling apart.

Nonetheless: "I have a duty to see this through."

The three men exchange looks.

In the end, D████ concedes. "Well that's all you had to say, Mr. Poetry. I'm gonna go my way, and you guys can go yours. Let's just say that's the best for the cause." With a flippant salute, he jumps off the ledge, further into the depths of the Hell tree. The other two follow suit.

He leaps
down, down,
cutting a swath through the endless swarms of demons spawned from the tree.