rubycity_ooc | DEC. TEST DRIVE

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DEC. TEST DRIVE

It's that time again!

G'day, Ruby City!

Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.

If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.

Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.

Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?

The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!

The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.

The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.

The Coffee Joint: A lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.

Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.

Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.

Bad weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?

Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

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[What is he doing? Not the traps, he understands the traps, but he feels as if he's being taunted with this dancing, as if Dante isn't taking it seriously.]

Hah, I'm not rampaging around, you're wasting your time!

[Vergil rushes at him, pushing off the ground and extending a heel as he comes down above Dante.]

[Dante doesn't take anything seriously at this point in time. Can you blame him, though? Things are serious enough without his help, he needs to lighten the mood. Besides, this is the most fun he's had since he got here!]

Well then I'll just have to try something new!

[As long as he doesn't get too close to the swords they won't detonate, but Dante didn't think he'd be careless enough to blunder into them. A trap like that was more suited for the likes of puppets and scarecrows.

As Vergil descended Dante leaped into the air, then leaped again off of the energy that coalesced beneath him. They could be at this all night, which was fine, but eventually they'd get bored. Time to take some risks. As he flipped off of the second jump more swords were thrown, though this time after he lands he snaps and sends them all to circle Vergil.

Remember when you used to do that one to him? A lot? Yeah, he really hated it. Time for a taste of your own medicine, bro.]

[He pulls himself up from his missed landing just in time to dodge one landing near him. Vergil recognises the nod to his own tactics, and certainly doesn't appreciate it being used against him. And he can't escape the multitude circling him, so he lets it come, bracing himself for the impact.]

[Fortunately for Vergil, Lucifer packs less punch than his own summoned swords. Even so, that's bound to leave a mark. Dante's certainly picked up a few tricks since Mallet Island.

Now that's satisfying, and bound to come with some repercussions. Time for another switch, and this one to the ever so flashy Gilgamesh. He'll stop teasing you with tiny explosions brother.]

What's the matter? Getting slow in your old age, we're going to have to work on that.

My old age? You look to be the one approaching old age, how old are you now, Dante?

[He gets to his feet, cracking his neck. It smarts, but that's just how this brotherly bonding goes. Another quick flash and he's inches from the other, a left hook, then right.]

Cut me some slack, it's only been about a year.

[Had it even been that long? Had it been that long already? He's not old, how rude. It's the scruff, isn't it? That must be it.

And boy, Vergil can still take a beating that's for certain, but before Dante can even enjoy knocking him on his ass he's up and swinging again. Unfortunately for Dante, Vergil was still faster than him when it came to hand to hand. Sure he could dodge like a pro, but close quarters made that a lot more difficult. The first blow is blocked, barely, the second hits him square on the jaw and sends him reeling. Next time pay better attention and shut up, that is on the agenda.

Though it sends him reeling he still spins, quick to retaliate with a roundhouse kick in Vergil's direction. Not going down that easy.]

Then that year hasn't treated you well.

[Yeah, it's the scruff.

He reaches to grab that leg. He could throw him, attack while he's down, but it would be infinitely more entertaing to just hold him there.]

It's been a long one, that's for sure.

[Between Mundus, killing Vergil, Abigail being a douchebag, Sanctus being a douchebag, his life has been pretty rocky lately. Oh, and kidnapped by a train, let's not forget that. He could really use a break actually.

Oh hello, wow rude. He gives Vergil a funny look, before that ridiculous thing that looks like an oversized spur actually starts spinning a lot more like a saw blade. Mind your fingers.]

[More Devil Arms he doesn't recognise, more features he didn't anticipate. His eyes grow wide for a moment before quickly releasing Dante's leg - not before nearly losing a finger, though.]

Hmph, I'm jealous, you're snatching up so many Devil Arms for yourself!

[Not that he was ever one to use a multitude of weapons. He would rather perfect the use of a few.]

[If there is one way to quickly make Dante twitchy it's trying to hold him still when he doesn't want to be. That's probably always been a thing, really. Do they regenerate lost limbs and digits? That'd be an interesting test.]

Ah well, like I said, I've been busy, and you've been missing out on all the fun. Never a dull moment these days.

[He might be slightly suggesting that Vergil should have joined him in devil hunting, that was far more profitable.]

Tell you what, you ask nicely and maybe I'll let you borrow one.

[Said as a drill popped out of one gauntlet, building in power before he slammed it into the ground creating a shockwave radiating out from himself.]

Alright, how about Rebellion - please.

[Said ever so mockingly. That's as much of an answer as he has for the implication of devil hunting.

Vergil moves to teleport again, this time up, as the shock approaches him. But it catches him before he can - maybe he was trying too hard to be flashy and wait for the last moment, but more likely his weakened state and rather rusty skills.]

Why, so you can shove it in my stomach again? No thanks.

[Seriously that needs to stop happening. Also come on, it would be fun and there would be a lot less dying? Hopefully? Probably not, alas. Don't tell him you're still on that power kick, Vergil, he'll be rightfully annoyed.

Yeah he really wasn't up to snuff, and Dante might have felt bad about being so hard on him but really, it was fun and he is sometimes a huge asshole. Often a huge asshole. He rushes forward, switching back to Rebellion as he aims to sweep Vergil into the air before he can recover from that last blow.]

[As much as he's annoyed with his inability, he would be so much angrier if Dante went easy on him. And he would know. Even if he's beaten, it's still the better option for his pride, as much as losing hurts it.

He's swept into the air easily enough, but it's part of his strategy, while he can't dodge in the air, neither can Dante, and right now, that's as much as he can hope for. Summoned swords rain down, and he tries to aim a few kicks, despite the sword in the way.]

--Are you telling me you don't enjoy it?

[Oh, Dante has no doubt he would know, and that would be the greatest slight of all to let him win and take away a genuine victory from him. Besides, that game only worked on everyone he plays cards with, they never figure it out and it's hilarious.

Dante had followed his strike up, which left him in the unfortunate position of definitely not being able to avoid the summoned swords. Since there was no chance of avoiding it, he continued through his strike, bringing Rebellion down hard to smash Vergil back to the earth even as the swords tore through him.

A grunt of pain escapes him, but that's the most protest Vergil will get out of him. He's bleeding pretty nasty now, not that he minds, if anything it just seems to spur him on.]

Well I don't know, why don't we try it out on you and see what you think?

[He hits the ground hard, leaving cracks through it. He bites his lip hard, drawing blood, to hold back any reaction, any sign of weakness.]

Hah, I'd like to see you try!

[His voice falters even so, the only sign of pain Vergil will allow, although even that is more than he wishes to show. At this point, he knows he isn't in a position to invite attack. Especially a sword through the stomach. But it just wouldn't be right to stop taunting.

He starts to sit up, whiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.]

[Taking injury isn't weakness Vergil that's what happens when you get punched in the face enough times. Or you know, smacked around with a heavy sword, whatever. Of course this is coming from the lazy twin who doesn't really know what pride is.]

I'll take that bet.

[Although he probably won't, that degree of ruthlessness isn't really him. He's always been rather guilty of being too merciful, and shoving a sword through someone's gut to prove a point is kind of a dick move.

He still doesn't grant him the time needed to recover, surging forward again in a Stinger attack to knock him back to the ground.]

[Finally a grunt escapes him as he falls back. He grips the blade, trying to hold it back.]

Damn it...

[It's disgraceful, the elder losing to the younger.]

[Well he's not going to insist on shoving it through him, this isn't exactly a fight to the death here. So he lets Vergil hold the blade, staying his hand for the moment.]

Had enough?

[Just means you need to get back in shape brother that's all. At least this time it did not take a blade to the heart to defeat him.]

[Hey, Vergil would be doing it, it's a reasonable fear.]

Of course not.

[Although chances are, he looks like it.]

[Perhaps one of the biggest differences between them is Dante's sense of mercy. He doesn't like to kill when he doesn't have to, and he certainly doesn't feel the need to leave Vergil bleeding out lost in the woods.

He just smirks, a bit of a tired look and shakes his head.]

Well I've had enough. Come on, I'm going to catch a cold standing around out in this.

[You're done, Vergil, put it away. That was the most fun he's had in a while though, definitely.]

...

[Beowulf disappears and after a moment, he starts to struggle to his feet.]

Fine.

[Yes accept his lame excuse, never mind the fact that they probably can't actually catch colds. He returns Rebellion to his back and reaches out to help pull Vergil to his feet.]

Shit, I was supposed to be back a while ago.

[Whoops now she might worry and that's never good.]

[He frowns, pausing before accepting the help grudgingly.]

...'Supposed to be back'?

[Come on hurry up, stop acting like it's the end of the world that already happened we're good.]

Yeah I was just going out for a patrol, on my way back in fact when I ran into you. Guess I should send along a message.

[Are you being cryptic Dante please.]

To who?

[Why does it sound like you are 1) hiding something and 2) answering to someone.]

I could buy back my paid or I could be lazy and use gilver, whatever

votes for lazy and uses gilver

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