Aug 16, 2014
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This is a tumblr hug :) Pass it on to at least 10 of your favorite followers and remember don’t break the chain (★^O^★)
Aw, thanks! Sorry, but I don't do chains.
"You’re saying this was an accident?"
Jackie nodded. "Yeah... that's why I'm currently wearing this cast."
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Dante’s twin pistols lay partially dismantled as he went about carefully cleaning out the weapons. A good friend had crafted these custom guns, and taught him to care for them; they were the first and last of their kind: Ebony and Ivory. The only large pistols that were capable to put up with his brutal trigger happy moments.
It was when the door to Devil May Cry opened, that he looked up, setting down the cloth and gun piece and raising an eyebrow at the visitor. He eventually turned his attention back to the twin pistols "Welcome to Devil May Cry," he started "You got some business?" Dante spoke as if he were staring his visitor straight in the eye, not at his dismantled guns. The demon hunter busied himself with putting the silver gun back together as he smiled "Sorry, you kinda caught me while I was fixing things up a little. What can I do for you?"
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"Hello again, Miss Yuuri."
"Al-chan!" GLOMP! "How are you?!"
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Paradigm, a city where many strange things may happened, but they are all penned by the hands of man. From the geodesic domes, to the megadueses that fought inside of them. Although they may not remember how mankind made these things, they indeed did make them. The supernatural, true supernatural, did not exist.
"Salutations miss." Roger said to the woman with the pink hair. "Tell me, what are you doing here in Paradigm city? And where did you get that pink hair?"