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canonically speaking, the most powerful DMC character is the woman who convinced Virgil to have unprotected sex with a human
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whatever it is you're doing it wrong
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sorry, sharing a pie? Piece was never an option
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Show me an aesthetic better than Lego Rock Raiders. Go on. I'll wait.

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Eat your Burger, Honda


Canal District, Arondissement 10, McDonald's





Lancer was pushed back from Berserker. He found the Berserker's strength and speed overwhelming, having just had two of his strikes dodged and his third grabbed. He surely would have lost his spear if Berserker's attention didn't shift. He saw that the Servant of Madness was winding up to throw her blade at her Master.

"Master, look out!"

Time seemed to slow down for him. He knew that Berserker would be left vulnerable to an attack, but doing so meant his Master would likely get hit, ending the War for both of them prematurely. The Lancer sprung into action, spinning his spear quickly like a buzzsaw and diving for the sword, looking to block it or even just divert its course. As he sailed through the air he spoke the true name of his Noble Phantasm.

"Tonbokiri!"





Meanwhile...

Another Nosey Yank


Somewhere in the Foreign District...


"Very well, friend Lancer. Upon the wings of freedom, find us an obstacle that lies between us and our ideal world."

The eagle let out a mighty screech and flew above the city, scouting out activity.

"Something seems to be going down in the Latin district. We shall head there and observe from a distance, gather some intel."

@KoL @DostHou @floodtalon @King Cosmos


Eat your Burger, Honda


Canal District, Arondissement 10, McDonald's


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Lancer was amazed by the sheer strength displayed by his foe. He thought to himself could this be the one he was looking for? Given servant's aura and mannerisms he could surmise this was one of the Berserkers in the game. His skill that allowed him to open a dialogue would be useless here.

Seeing the Berserker step into his guard he quickly hopped back out of her range and swiftly aimed a trio of strikes at her.

He momentarily thought about retreating, but realised that his master would be left to contend with not only Berserker's master but the Berserker itself, which would spell demise for both of them. He had to keep this brute occupied for the time being.

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Meanwhile...



Another Nosey Yank


Basement, Somewhere in the Foreign District...


A fanciful mane with bleach white locks stared pensively at a cauldron before him. He didn't possess much information on any of the other 'competitors' which gave him some unease. No matter, so long as he acted with caution and only took calculated risks he could weather the oncoming storm and new information would be available to him. He waved a hand over his cauldron, dissipating the scrying spell he was using and started to make his way to the first floor of the building he was in. He passed by what looked like a normal statue of an eagle and stepped outside, feeling the cool night air on his skin.

"Come companion, let us survey the battlefield for ourselves..."

He snapped his fingers and the eagle suddenly came to life, flying throught the air and landing on his arm. He smiled and gave the metallic bird a pet, however this construct was not the companion he was calling upon...

@KoL @DostHou @floodtalon @King Cosmos



Eat your Burger, Honda


Canal District, Arondissement 10, McDonald's


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Lancer just quickly sidestepped the oncoming attack. His casual wear was replaced with his traditional armour and spear.

"Hmmph, you don't even have the common courtesy to introduce yourself..."

He backs up and tries to stab Berserker from a distance.

@KoL @DostHou @floodtalon


Eat your Burger, Honda


Canal District, Arondissement 10, McDonald's


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Across from his master, a tall man of Japanese decent in black skinny jeans and a loose blue silk shirt wolfed down his third Royale with Cheese. He placed the wrapper on the tray and licked the remaining grease off his fingers. His eyes narrowed when he heard his master describe his island as 'backwater' but let it go. For now.

"A soldier cannot fight on an empty stomach. This country must be a formidable military force to feed so many in such a short amount of time. And with such courtesy! You should have let me, uh as you say, 'tip' our server."

He stared at Eichhörnchen as he took a long sip from his shake. Releasing the straw from his mouth, he quietly exhaled a refreshed 'aaah' before setting the drink back down.

"While your willingness to fight on the front lines is an admirable trait, I must say that that is a risky move. I have confidence in your abilities, but in this type of war whose friend and whose enemy isn't as clearly defined as it may seem. Besides, the biggest determiner of victory in any conflict is experience. I doubt you've seen many wars in your day."

He leaned back in his seat and took another long sip of his shake as his master got up. He stared at him again, making him wait as long as he could. He finally finished his drink then chucked the cup behind it, it landing into a receptacle.

"Here's something you should be familiar with; war is a numbers game. To standalone is to die alone. I'm sorry to say this but we will need allies if we are to prevail."

He finally gets up and follows his Master.

"Perhaps try not to kill the first poor sod who crosses paths with us?"

@DostHou



lol never lucky

here is the servant.



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