You guys know what time it is.
Its time for round 3 of DMC OC Week :D
We were a little late this year, sorry bout that but shit happens yah know?
But we're here now and have a new set of date for you all based on community feed back :D
Tumblr really was like what if we did both lol
So we had to chose a happy medium between the two.
Now that you all have those let's get into what everyone will be needing :3
What do you need to know?
The event for this year will be taking place from November 13th - November 19th
Both on Twitter and here on Tumblr
Feel free to post wherever you like, even on both platforms if you prefer. However if your worried about time, please don't :3
At least not too much :p
It's ok if you can't get everything done in time.
Just share what you can, when you can during this time period and we'll make sure to get it out there for people to see.
We'll most likely still be sharing stuff a little while after the event is done so don't feel pressured to churn stuff out :)
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For starters you'll need the event prompts :>
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We spruced them up a bit but its still all the same stuff. The free space is always available if you wish to add anything new :D
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You don't have to join to participate in the event but if you want to interact with some more of the fandom a bit easier then it's here for you.
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Well I think that's it folks
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With and extra day past this years DMC OC Week event draws to a close. Thank you to everyone who participated, we hope you enjoyed yourselves :D
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So last year for Roman, I decided to share the brief "chapter" I'd written for the start of Roman's "story" and basically Dante and Roman seeing each other for the first time.
I have a similar thing for Vigilex, but it's not him meeting Roman or Dante and anyone like that for the first time. I've hinted to it at lot, but it's him meeting Avalon for the first time.
Teehee
Vigilex: Mimicry is the Greatest Form of Flattery
Footsteps crunched over shattered glass and crumbling wood. A cigarette was effortlessly flicked to the floor.
Pathetic. He thought. How some people are so effortlessly manipulated by demons.
He crouched on the floor and brushed aside some of the rubble, revealing a book. Scripture of some kind, he’d recognise that kind of aloof, high and mighty talk anywhere.
Avalon carefully examined his surroundings. A building, once high and mighty, crumbling and falling apart. A home at some point, given the half burnt pictures of smiling parents and children. Yet to be even touched by the repair efforts, one would only have to assume the previous occupants were still thought to be alive somewhere, perhaps it was their words volunteers were waiting on before properly burning this place to the ground.
Claw marks scratched the ground warning of unwanted guests. Though, Avalon didn’t worry. The marks here were from years long past, just a message to the future now to never trust a scale hand, no matter how inviting it may be.
A tile fell from a hole in the roof through an open hole in both above floors. Avalon reflexively but calmly reached for the holstered pistol under his coat, but with a quick glance around the room, he recognised that he was indeed, still alone. He stood up, commanding the empty floor once again. It looked a lot more spacious with most of the furniture in pieces and all but the load bearing walls crumbling into dust.
He turned around to face his exit and collect himself.
How could this all have so easily happened? It truly goes to show what complete isolation will do to humanity. We cannot so easily lock ourselves away with our fantasies of something from the depths of hell coming to save us. Whoever this Sparda was, he was a trickster, a con artist, and a disgusting demon. Just another creature from the depths of that wicked place for me to crush underneath my boots when we rise up and claim this plane for ourselves once more.
It was then that the crack of wood broke him from his thoughts.
Avalon spun around to face whatever had interrupted him. A pair of marigold yellow eyes met him in the shadows. Though he wasn’t showing it, it was surprising to have to look up to meet the creature's gaze. His hands fell to the dagger and pistol at his side as he fully turned around.
The creature began to approach him. Metal high heels piercing through the shadow first, followed by an eerie smile. The thing must have been at least six feet tall. Navy blue, burgundy, and lavender armour of leather and metal covered the thing as it stood biped, a spade-tipped tail swinging behind it. Coffee hair topped its head and hung behind it as two latte-coloured bone horns curved around its skull. It stopped once it was fully out of the shadow.
Avalon snapped out of his analysing gaze and immediately drew his gun. He knew a resident of the infernal hells when he saw it.
“State thine name and business before you get blown back to where you belong!” He shouted with all the authority a lone warrior could muster.
“Worry not my brother,” the creature stopped, straightening its back and raising its hands playfully. “I mean thee no harm.”
“Don’t you dare mock my tone!” He stood strong, gun still trained on the thing’s head. “Do not attempt to test me, demon!”
“Please calm down,” the thing said, its tone still miles calmer than relaxed, “I promise I come here with only willingness to trade.”
He quickly fixed his aim and fired a warning shot into the thing’s shoulder, punching a clean hole straight through it. Too clean in fact. A perfect circular hole. Barely even the armour seemed to put up any resistance.
“State thine name and intentions quickly, fowl beast, or the next shot will be your head.”
“You have made your wishes loud and clear my guy, allow me to waste no further time in-”
“Now!”
Tell him what he wants to hear.
“Hybrids, my dude, stain on our legacy as much as it is on yours.”
Avalon paused, how honourable and revolting that a demon and him share a commonality. Such creatures only focused on pride would of course consider humanity beneath them, and mingling with said “cattle” a disgrace to their name.
“I’ve heard amongst the grape vines that you are a man known for… dealing… with such creations.” The thing finished.
“That project was a failure.” He spat his final word, it pained him to think of such dealings. It also concerned him that information had gotten out. What possible “grape vine” could this fowl finder of secrets have used? Who knew how many people it had to torture to gather its information.
“The failures of the past worry me not brother, I only wish to implore your incredible talents to find a select hybrid I require.”
“I am not for hire.”
“It would simply be a side quest for you my brother. Non-mandatory game play requiring you to visit locations already on your journey. Not too far out of the way I can assure you. It is, of course, completely unnecessary to complete this task for me, but any information that you gather about a specific looking hybrid may assist you in your end goal of wiping them all out, brother.”
“Quit referring to me as brother, we are not the same.” Avalon snarled, yet the thing hadn’t even faltered in its smile.
“Will compadre suffice instead?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Comrade it is then.”
Whatever mind games these are, they are not only ineffective, but pathetic.
The creature, still raising its hands, reached into its armour and flung a piece of paper across the room, getting caught in a blank of wood at Avalon’s feet like a thrown playing card. Keeping his gun trained on the thing, he reached down to pick it up. The image showed one individual clothed in a large red coat, orange shirt, black pants and boots, and stark white hair. The kid stood awkwardly, clearly this was a photo they weren’t thrilled to be caught in.
“Does it have a name?” He growled.
“Eques. If they hear that name, they’ll know. They’re…” the thing paused, “an old friend. They most likely think I a dead man.”
“And if I help you find this abomination?”
“Then you can check one more hybrid off of your termination list.” The creature dropped its stupid surfer tone. “I can promise that much.” It dropped its hands too.
Avalon slowly pointed his gun down, fixing his coat over his shoulders. “And how do you suppose I contact you with any information?”
The creature took a couple seconds to answer. “I assume you have a phone.”
Avalon scrunched his nose and pulled out his newest burner phone, an old brick nokia, and waited for the creature to tell him its apparent contact number. He hadn’t heard yet of demons using human technology, but it concerned him greatly.
“You can put it under Vigilex, if you were wondering.”
He wasn’t.
“And what name should I expect the information to be coming from?” It had pulled out its own phone, a sleeker modern model.
“Avalon.”
It glanced up and down from the screen before finally putting the phone away.
“I do look forward to hearing from you, Avalon.”
Before leaving, Vigilex took one of its fingers and pressed it to its temple, just about its left eyebrow. Like a knife cutting through warm butter, it traced a cut down and across its eye, which itself was left unharmed. It lowered its hand tilted its head, before making its exit. Leaving Avalon alone with his thoughts once more.
How pathetic the demons have become, to have to ask for help to rid these stains from the world.
I have no image for this day either, my apologies.
Welp, we're here at the end of @dmc-oc-week-specialedition, and I figured for this last prompt I'd do something a little interesting~ So here we have a hypothetical boss fight for the bastard! You see, since he is an antagonist, there's no doubt that if he were in a DMC game he'd be fought at some point, right? So I whipped this up. You can also consider this an extension of Day 5's prompt since it goes into his weapons and abilities somewhat, but it's more about the potential boss fight than anything.
Once again, I have enjoyed doing this week, and I might already have plans for next year's prompt as well! I certainly know which character I'll be using for it, hehehe. I hope you've enjoyed learning about this terrible bastard man!
Avalon would likely be a boss that’d be fought multiple times throughout the game, like Griffon in 1, Vergil in 3, and Agnus in 4. Since I haven’t worked out how the story itself goes, this will be detailing what the first out of these boss fights would be.
Avalon would probably function similarly to Arius in 2, with both of them being humans who don’t have demonic powers but can use magic instead. Though unlike Arius, Avalon isn’t seeking demonic power in any regard. That doesn’t mean he’d be a pushover to his hybrid opponent though.
At close range, Avalon will primarily attack using Severance, his dagger. He’ll attack with a combo of slashes, attempting to lock the player in the combo to deal significant damage, at least one section of the health bar. Being hit by one of these attacks wouldn’t lock you into the combo if you manage to dodge out of it in time, but the longer you stay in the combo the harder it is to break free of it. He may also try to use punches and kicks as well, though they’d likely be less frequent.
At long range, he’ll use his pistol. Being hit with a shot will stun the player for a brief moment, which he’ll follow up with other attacks in order to keep you locked in a combo. These attacks would also be infrequent, serving only to keep you locked in a combo.
More frequent would be his magic attacks. He makes use of a variety of spells, using elemental abilities such as fire and lightning, along with shadow-like spikes that can pierce you from any distance. Along with his normal skills, he also has an invisible magic bar that functions like a Devil Trigger bar. If he hits the player enough times, and gets hit a decent amount, he can unleash a powerful attack that’ll deal massive damage and would be difficult to dodge if you don’t know what you’re doing. There is a cue to him using these attacks though, giving the player a few seconds to get out of the way.
He also uses magic defensively. After being hit by a full combo by the player, he may use his magic to teleport to another area of the arena. He may also use it to try stunning you in order to leave you open for an attack.
Some strategy would need to be applied when fighting Avalon, as he will take note of the moves the player uses. If playing a character with multiple weapons like Dante, switching between them would be crucial as he’d pick up on the moves you have and adapt to them. If playing a character with only one main weapon like Nero, relying on the same few moves and combos would have the same effect. If you spend too much time staying on the sidelines and relying on long range attacks, he’ll attempt to get up close to keep you on your toes. Essentially, if you try to do things that’ll keep your style rank up, you should be fine.
Hello! It is the last day of DMC OC Week and I wanted to do a collective post about the Savants and what they are.
In Greek, Celtic, and many other mythologies, there is a Goddess of Witchcraft that is represented as the Triple Goddess (if you practice Wicca or the old ways, you will be familiar with the concept).
Well, the Savants are descendants of the Triple Goddesses.
Soranna Lazarescue is the last blood descendant of the Goddess Hecate. She is considered the next Matron Over All in her own story. However, she does not achieve that rank until she has to take her grandmother's power.
Lenore MacGowen is the descendant of the Celtic Goddess Brigid. She is not as powerful as Anna and is considered one of the least powerful of the Savants. She eventually gains more power through ritual means, but it's a heavy sacrifice.
Last but not least is Iren Horn, who is around the same age as the other and is a descendant of Freya. She is also a friend and companion to Anna and Lenore during their childhood in Hunyadi.
Hunyadi is a small village in Romania that was home to the Savants for generations since their original home was destroyed during the Great Sealing. There is more lore to explain, but it involves Sparda and I'd rather add that into my stories than give it all away here. 😉
Anyway, the Savants have a role in protecting the natural world (the elements, nature, and human beings alike) from anything that threatens it. This is where Sparda comes in and later on, his son's.
None of the other Guardians are as developed as Vigilex is, and fish don't really have a compelling family bond, and his background was also kinda covered in his intro and past, so I've written a little something that kinda covers both family and background. Enjoy!
Vigilex: The Silver-Tongued Liar
“Long ago, there was a knight, clad in soul-sealing black armour. He stalked the lands of Hell, hunting his long-lost brother for eternity, in the name of the King.”
Torch in hand, Vigilex lurked around the campfire and spun his tale.
“His blade, as sharp as his determination, as he cuts through the rank and rabble with ease. His quest may never end, for he is sealed away in a castle, awaiting the King’s arrival in the world of light.”
“Then one night, his own brother cuts him down, and he disappears into the night. Perhaps one day, he will return, to sate his bloodlust, and gobble you up!”
A scream of terror and delight erupted from the Hatchlings as Vigilex returned to his regular stance and concluded this impromptu campfire reading. The rest of the Guardians started taking their respective Hatchlings in for the evening as to avoid any fighting among them, eventually leaving Vigilex and a young Roman alone to do the same.
“Hey, Viggy?” Roman asked, not more than ten at the time.
“Yes Roman?” He replied, having put out the fire with a nearby bucket of water.
“What did Nelo Angelo do to end up at the castle?”
“Ah well,” Vigilex sighed, “He betrayed the King; committed the gravest crime of all. And for that, he was punished greatly.”
Roman looked back at the floor, coming with Vigilex quietly as he escorted them back to the manor.
“Will he actually be back?” They continued with their questions.
“Well that depends, if you’re bad enough he just might.” He ruffled their hair, “The Black Knight has an incredible sense of justice you see, and because you are not fully a demon, he may have mercy on you.”
He knew that Roman wanted to be strong, wanted to be a demon. He had hoped to steer them off a very sheer cliff of endless power chasing but Roman was one of the more stubborn hatchlings, and among young children with demon blood that was saying something.
“Did you ever meet him?”
“Oh yes, and he was scary. But no match for me, don’t worry.” He smiled. He was only half-lying.
“Will we become like him? Is that what all knights of Mundus are like?”
Vigilex could hear the worry growing in Roman’s voice; he knelt down to their level and placed his hands on their shoulders. “Nothing is going to happen to you Roman, I promise.”
“But you said I’m gonna be a knight when I’m older.” They argued.
“Well, yes, but it will not be forced upon you. Nelo Angelo is…” Vigilex hesitated. “A legend. It was years ago. So many years ago that he’s probably long gone. He’s a scary campfire story, nothing more.”
He smiled, as he always did, but this time it was genuine. “You will do everyone proud Roman. I know you will.” He leaned in closer and pulled Roman in for a hug.
The genuineness of his smile dropped while they were not looking.
He thought back to the hollow eyes of the Black Knight. How nothing sat behind them. How his mask hid his slumped gaze.
The final day begins :D
Thank you to everyone who participated in the event this year 💚
We hope you enjoyed yourselves as much as we did seeing all of you wonderful OCs :3
Today you may share whatever you wish about your chosen OC(s)
Any information you might have left out or perhaps even a fic or other pieces of art. The choice is yours :D
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Here are some concept arts of some of the dragonians (4 arch-dragons edition) in their human guises. They have to keep such forms condensed to better control their output. Otherwise they would negatively affect the underworld (and any other realm they may be present in.). The 4 Arch-Dragonians are: Bellicus the Infernal Might, Samael the Undying Abyss, Aequorea of Vehement Seas, and Nivalis the Ethereal Frost (Fairuza).
Man, I really need more art of this fucker, don't I? The image is relevant though, I swear.
Ah well, here's the next post for @dmc-oc-week-specialedition! Admittedly I probably focused more on his background in Day 3's prompt, so this is more about his family really, but it's fiiiiiine. Tomorrow's prompt will definitely make up for it though, so look forward to it!
When they were still alive, Avalon had a good relationship with his parents. They both cared for him and did their best when it came to raising him. While he didn’t tell them everything, there was no denying that he loved them and they loved him back. While there were some things he never told them, it was mostly due to his introverted nature and teenage anxieties. His deaths hit him extremely hard, especially since he witnessed his mothers death with his own eyes, and the fact that the truth behind their deaths (along with the rest of the casualties of the Red Grave attack) were kept hidden didn’t help matters. He never truly got over their deaths, with them driving his actions even decades later.
The only other family he really had afterwards was his grandparents, who took him in after the Red Grave attack. He never really found himself connecting to them, even before the incident. They weren’t terrible people, but he just wasn’t close to them like he was his parents. He kept up a good relationship with them though until they passed away from old age and made sure to keep in touch with them on a regular basis. Mostly to keep up the idea that nothing was going wrong and he was absolutely fine.
I created her specifically for my newest series 'Demons and Goddesses' and she actually makes her first appearance in my story 'In Need of A Coat'.
She and Soranna Lazarescu are in the same class of 'witches' in that series. I explain more about their powers in the story and how they know each other. It's actually a series that I've had in mind for a while, but haven't been able to execute it in a way that I like until now.
Lenore is a seamstress born in Ireland. She is actually responsible for Dante's coat in DMC1 and in her own story 'In Need of A Coat' Dante asks her to make another for him. Of course, he has to earn that coat. She is also a skilled midwife and nurse (though not registered and working illegally to help those who cannot afford Healthcare in Red Grave) also able to use her powers to heal others.
She has that stern Irish temper about her. There is no non-sense with her and she will be the first one to put Dante in his place. However, her compassion for helping others in less fortunate situations runs deep. She aims to protect and care for those who need it. By doing this, it puts her in a precarious position because she is not as strong as Anna or the other Savants (they will get their own post). Lenore is aware that Dante can help her with a problem in the more derelict parts of Red Grave, and this is how he will earn that coat we see in DMC5.
Her character model is also based on Jennifer Lawrence. I was going to use Kerri Russel, but I ended up making a separate character with her.
In this scenario, Fairuza found Mallet Island only to discover a horrible truth. Her liege, Vergil is now a puppet to serve Mundus called Nero Angelo. An encounter she dreaded. It was the beginning of the end for her in the comic page. The sword he is using is not Yamato, but some mock version of it. (She is equipped with the Bellicus here, though she’s not utilizing its power yet.)
As a bit of a bonus: here is throwback concept art of Fairuza’s different attire throughout some time periods.
These little intro sections are a lot shorter for Vigilex huh?
Art by @thatfuckerjackinabox
Vigilex: Meteor Hammer of the Hivemind
Karma
Vigilex’s Personal Meteor Hammer. Sleek gunmetal housing a red orb on the very end of the hammer itself. It’s Vigilex’s most prized possession and his preferred weapon of choice.
Demonic Magic
Vigilex is a weak demon, but the clay of his body houses a lot of magic. Much of said magic is, as current, dedicated to binding magic; locking his soul into place, but a lot can still be spared. Vigilex is relatively strong, strong enough to tackle young demons, but aside from that, most of his strength comes from his skill with his Meteor Hammer. He prefers to take things slow, allowed enemies to come to him, it makes for an easier time lining up shots.
Borrowed Combat Prowess
Both a skilled combatant and a patient teacher, Vigilex is the entity that gave Roman their love for blunt force trauma, an injury that Vigilex specialises in providing. He is competent enough to take on multiple enemies, using the momentum of Karma to bounce off of multiple opponents and rack up multiple injuries extremely quickly. He prefers this in fact, injuring first, then killing. Draining an enemy of all its hope, energy, power, wearing them out, only to fell an entire army in one continuous combo.
Devil Trigger
Vigilex cannot Devil Trigger. Neither his body nor his soul are capable of such a drastic shift in magic output or physical change.
Hobbies
Does annoying Avalon count?
Vigilex has not had a lot of time to develop hobbies, so they are few and far between. He can repair clothing and weapons, so perhaps "fixing things" might be considered his hobbie.
That would also explain why he does not leave Avalon alone...
Today's prompt is
"Family and Background"
The end of the event approaches :D
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This one's also kinda short, but oh well. Not like I could do Devil Trigger since Avalon's completely human. But anyway! Day 5 of @dmc-oc-week-specialedition! Just a quick little thing involving his work and what he does in his spare time.
Job: Avalon works for Uroboros in the R&D department, having joined some time after Arius’ defeat. He’s very good at his job, though he makes an effort not to stand out too much so he keeps a low profile. Outside of work hours, he spends his time researching demons and current events that might have demonic influences. Even if the Saviors of Dawn have been disbanded, his work is never done.
Hobbies: While most of his time reading is focused on research, Avalon does enjoy reading for leisure when he gets the chance. Whether it be Clive Barker, Douglas Adams, or Ray Bradbury, he’s probably got a book lying around somewhere that he’s reading. He also makes sure to get exercise often. Don’t let his age fool you, he’s very much in shape and makes sure he stays that way, in case he needs to fend off any pesky demons that decide to get in his way. He also likes golf. Admittedly, he’s more fond of watching it than playing it, but he’ll partake on rare occasions.
Lilith is a character I set up to appear in 'Parts of a Whole' as a possible ally for the twins. I got her character details and an outline made just for the story arch I was working on.
Then, I suffered burnout with that series and ended it.
She could still appear in my newest series, but I think she would make a better antagonist.
Basically, she is Sparda's mother.
She has a very big role to play in the new series that will solve a mystery we've all been trying to figure out since the first DMC game hit shelves. She will also bring along her entire retinue of generals and peons that will prove to be a challenge for Dante and Vergil.
I don't want to spoil anything about my headcanon and her place in it.
All you need to know is that she has an army and she has a goal. That is it.
As far as her personality, as soon as we get to her, you will see exactly what she is like.
Reference used for the sketch, "The Flapper" by F.X. Leyendecker
Ripley's devil trigger is technically, less a transformation and more of a reversion into their true form. Ironically, they've come to prefer their human form as they feel as if their mind is more clear and feel so much more in control of themself, verses having to wrestle with vast amounts of demonic power swirling within them constantly. Ripley thus keeps the bulk of their reaper abilities locked away within their devil trigger and reserves taking on this form in cases where they know the usual isn't going to make the cut. Despite their oddly human-like appearance despite being fully demonic, this form does come with a foreboding, oppressive psychological affect
The hood-like growths and clavicle frills (that extend into their upper back like moth fluff) are smooth and flexible. Two smaller, backwards-reaching horns poke through the petal-like spaces in their hood. The plating on them has a cold, smooth ceramic-like texture to it, but is far stronger than the substance. The darker parts of their body are not scaled, but rather, leathery and have muscle-like texture. While not quite resembling the familiar visage of the grim reaper as depicted in art, their wings when closed do wrap around their body in a cloak-like manner, and the dark, downwards-trailing smoke constantly coming off their body further gives the impression of one. While not visible here, they do have a small tail, which you can see here in clearer pics of their refs.
Now, I know today's prompt also comes with the chance to talk about weapons and abilities. Well, while that would take far to long to talk about in a post, you can check out their weapons linked in the ref above and read up on their abilities here!
Today's prompt is
"Weapons, Abilities + Jobs and Hobbies and/or DT Transformation or unusual outfit"
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