3rd Stylish Combo: Even a Devil May Cry

[strawberryredgrave]

Action: Goldenrod

(Can't expect a city like this to be too full of peace and quiet, can you? Well, don't expect this guy to contribute much to that. Whether you're in the bar or out on the streets, you'll probably find this guy with a bottle of liquor in his hands as he slurs his sentences more and more with each drink. It's not a regular moment of Dante getting drunk, either; this is the drunk when you're trying to drink your feelings away. Whether or not it's working is debatable.)

This...this fucking music sucks. Needs srm fuckin'...fuckin...Guns N' Roses! Yeah, Guns N' Roses...and leather. Lots of fucking leather!

(And he may or may not have fallen over at this point. Up to you.)

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Again. Again!

(The feed picks up on Dante training with his dear Scizor, Sparda. The two are locked in a fistfight and the trainer encourages his pokemon to give it his all, regardless of whatever damage Dante may take from it. A concerned gardevoir turned it on for others to see. Know when someone maintains their cool, but they still fight angry? Yeah, that's Dante right now.)

Do better! Come on; throw a real punch!

(And by accident, the scizor punches Dante right in the chest and knocks him back several feet away. It takes him a while to get back up, but when he does, it's obvious that he's in pain.)

Fuck, being human sucks...

(Sparda is obviously worried about hurting his trainer, but also worried about Dante hurting himself by keeping at this. He does look pretty beat up, after all...intervene?)

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[fairycircle]

[gjkdflkjhfjkhshsjkfkjhfslkhglj there is a guy passed out on the street, when Cheria comes rounding the corner. Approaching and crouching down, hope you don't mind seeing nice legs with a short skirt bro she carefully places her hand to his face to get a better look at his eyes. It's the best way to tell her that he's not dead or feverish.]

Sir? Are you okay? [Obviously not, but her concern overrides her questions.]

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[strawberryredgrave]

(Those would be a great sight if he could see straight right now It's clear that Dante isn't dead nor feverish, but he's definitely whacked out because of something. If the smell's any indication, that something is alcohol.)

Yeah! Yeah yeah, I'm good, I'm...totally cool. The Dante's name; total badass and...totally on my ass.

(He's even as nonsensical as a drunk!)

[action] and this is how i'm late herp

[fairycircle]

[The smell tells her everything she needs to know, and it has her making a slight face. Sighing and tugging to half get him up, she knows she can't outright lift him.] It's nice to meet you, Dante. Let's get you over to the center where the nurses can take care of you..

[action] That's okay I've been horrendously slow with tags

[strawberryredgrave]

(He does eventually get up, at least! A little too fast for his preferences since now his head hurts and he rubs his forehead for a bit, but he'll live.)

Nah, I'm I'm I'm...I'm okay, right? I mean, I'm Dante. Even you know who I am. That's a good thing.

(No he's drunk off his ass if that's not obvious enough.)

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[fairycircle]

Yes, it's a good thing that you know who you are. [Down the street they go at a slow, very slow pace. Cheria is careful enough that hopefully, his head won't keep hurting... then again, she's somewhat hoping he doesn't need a pit stop to empty his gut.]

You should still visit the nurses today, I'm sure they'd be happy to see you..! [Yep, "visit the nurses".]

[action] GOD THIS IS HORRENDOUSLY LATE feel free to ignore this

[strawberryredgrave]

(Nah, he got that mostly emptied out beforehand. It shouldn't weigh him down...much. Yet.)

Yeah...yeah, those nurses. I could use a few more hot nurses in my life.

...we gonna make a porn? (That's how "visit the nurses" translated in his head. Spoilers: Not all of that is because of the alcohol.)

[action] NOPE IT'S OKAY 8D i love backtagging..

[fairycircle]

[Pausing, Cheria has just enough kindness in her not to drop him right there.] N-no. We are not. [DRUNKS.]

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[strawberryredgrave]

(It's okay; he totally deserves it, if that's what you want to do. He's only slightly more reserved when he's sober.)

It's cool; it's cool. Maybe tomorrow or something. Got something to do tomorrow, but if I can't remember it, it's not important, right?

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[fairycircle]

I'm sure you will remember it while nursing your hangover. [Just another block to go..]

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[lightningbearer]

*well, this guy having a beer is wearing plenty of leather, but probably not exactly the sort you meant....*

....had enough?

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[strawberryredgrave]

(Sadly, it's not the leather Dante meant, but it's cool; he can't tell the difference right now anyway.)

I'll tell you when I've had enough!

(He kinda shouts that last part out, but remains very still for a minute or two. Once he speaks again, it's a much more indoor voice. And he takes another drink.)

...nah, I haven't had enough yet.

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[lightningbearer]

*shrugs, apparently entirely unfazed by all this*

If you say so.

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[strawberryredgrave]

Yeah...yeah, I said so. I think.

(He proudly raises his drink as if preparing to make a toast.)

To alcohol! And this fucking terrible music that won't shut up...

(He does not like that music at all. Dante takes a big gulp out of his drink, leaning far enough back to fall out of his seat and lie on the ground as if nothing's wrong with the world.)

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[lightningbearer]

*.....give him a moment to consider whether he feels like doing the barkeep a favor by hauling you up from there*

Action; Feel free to ignore this because HOLY CRAP THIS IS LATE

[strawberryredgrave]

(Moment given. He's still chilling there and mumbling something incomprehensible.)

Pfffthaha THAT IS OKAY XD

[lightningbearer]

*it's incredibly tempting you just leave you there to contemplate your own apparently terrible choices, you know.

...but then again, he's pretty new to this whole place, so probably better to stay on the safe side and not leave you for someone else to take care of

so how do you feel about someone grabbing you by the collar and unceremoniously hauling you up into the nearest convenient chair?*

[strawberryredgrave]

(Not too differently from being on the floor, honestly. It kinda helps to sit back up, at least; it's easier to move when you're not on your ass.)

...we met before? Pretty sure someone picked me up from the floor last time I was drunk.

[lightningbearer]

*shrugs*

Don't think so.

[heartdive]

I think it's okay to stop now.

[strawberryredgrave]

(He casts a glance over at his pokegear, giving the gardevoir a look before standing up and dusting himself off.)

...not yet. It's only okay to stop when you can't get up.

[heartdive]

Then what happens if you really hurt yourself? Pretty sure your Pokémon would feel bad about that.

I don't think it wants you to keep going anyway.

[strawberryredgrave]

It's cool, kid; I got this.

(Except he doesn't. Not really. Dante tries to ready himself to continue fighting, but him grabbing his side in pain is a clear sign that he...well, can't.)

Fuck...

(His Scizor just kinda shrugs at the camera. He's naturally this stubborn, okay?)

[heartdive]

Oh yeah. I'm really convinced.

Feel free to ignore this because GOD THIS IS LATE

[strawberryredgrave]

It's cool, dammit; I'm in control. I'm in charge...a couple of broken things aren't gonna slow me down.

(Except they are. When will he learn...)

i am CR determined, dude

[heartdive]

You say that now, but without anything to giving healing a boost, you're gonna be in bed for at least a week!

Epic.

[strawberryredgrave]

I'll live. Not like I have much to do, anyway.

(Except raise his Pokemon. Geez, Dante...)

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[conduit]

[ HEY. DANTE. YOU AREN'T ALONE IN THE HEAVY DRINKING...

Rangiku has joined you in her merry! She doesn't seem to detect drinking your sorrows away so much as ....she's detecting your drinking. ]

Guns and Roses?! What's a gun and why does it have to be near roses! It doesn't even sound like a pretty flower!! [ meet someone from (sorta kinda) feudal Japan. ]

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[strawberryredgrave]

(That's okay; he's only from someplace that kinda sorta vaguely resembles America, anyway. They can figure that out while being ludicrously drunk.)

Nah, it's this...this fucking awesome band, right? Best music out there; I'm telling you.

(He kinda looks on over at the girl.)

You know, I think I made out with a girl named Rose once...she was pretty pretty and probably liked flowers. That counts, right?

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[conduit]

[ Horray for being from vaguely similar but totally different lands! ]

Music?! Oh! Oh! I know all about music. Well, at least I know about my world's music. You should look up Rukongai Peasants~! I love their drinking songs! [ She swings her cup brazenly. She wants more ]

No! No! No! No! That doesn't count, unless she's somehow connected with guns. [ Because she still has no idea what they are. ] Which, again, what are they?

action feel free to ignore this INCREDIBLY LATE TAG HOLY CRAP

[strawberryredgrave]

They got any cool drinking songs? Wouldn't mind a good drinking song. (Not that he has preferences or anything.)

Guns are like...guns. You know, you shoot people with 'em. You carry 'em around, point it at someone you don't like and pull the trigger? Something like that.