Rabbit, Marshmallow, Vergil, Reboote

<Rabbit> All was generally quiet in the calm halls of the Felt Manor. Not a terror was stirring, not even a hatchling. It was odd though, how it seemed that the halls had expanded and grown in some areas, without an apparent cause. There was one though, and if someone were to dwell in the empty passages long enough, they'd find the colossal culprit padding about.
-*- Rabbit *color
<Rabbit> Of course, what sort of mount would be found without a rider? In the saddle of the massive white persian, one would have to note the proud, oxidizing robot dressed in black and donning his tricorner.
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-*- abstersiveTournure He was growing increasingly certain, the longer his (begrudging) residency here stretched, that the halls of this manor never rested. They were unnavigable, stretching and twisting and sometimes dropping with little method to the madness. He was beginning to suspect, wandering aimlessly (read: totally fuckin' lost) through uncooperative corridors, that the environment adapted to reflect its inhabitants at large.
-*- abstersiveTournure That is to say, progressively more unnecessary and insufferable with every thudding footstep.
-*- Rabbit "that the environment adapted to reflect its inhabitants a" cuts off)
<abstersiveTournure> [at large]
<Rabbit> (is that a pun)
-*- abstersiveTournure There were a few rare exceptions, of course -- his brother, the library, the kitchen -- but each had obtrusive flaws, such as containing a pool with the books (really, who even would do that?), being a high traffic area, and... Well. They each had more than their fair share of flaws.
-*- abstersiveTournure By which he meant their excess flaws were unfair to himself and everyone else who mattered.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure Vergil privately paused to acknowledge that this narration had gotten rather out of hand.
<abstersiveTournure> [yes]
<abstersiveTournure> [so was "out of hand", albeit an extremely morbid one]
<Rabbit> (yes good I approve greatly of both)
<abstersiveTournure> [also yes Vergil is actually doing his own internal narration r/n]
<abstersiveTournure> [V e r g e]
<Rabbit> (you're on the right path to a monolouging villian)
-*- abstersiveTournure ...But whatever. He had better things to focus on than that minute detail. Such as the increasing obfuscation of these infuriating halls.
-*- PurpleKoopa /nick mrIncredible STOP RIGHT THERE VILLAIN
-*- Rabbit adds obfuscation to words I didn't know prior
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-*- abstersiveTournure Really, there didn't even seem to be anyone in them. It was almost as though they existed merely to try his patience and put him at wit's untimely end. He had neither the time nor th...
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Well. That wasn't true. He had the time. All the time in the universe, in fact, and that thought still was a little. Overwhelming.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Ahem. But he still had no reason to be here. No one benefited from wasting that infinite temporal measure to meander through previously nonexistent halls. He needed to get out of here, and the corridors were being rather unhelpful to that end.
-*- abstersiveTournure He had two options: Find someone, or...Strider's method. And, truth be told?
-*- abstersiveTournure (As it rarely was, though always known.)
-*- abstersiveTournure He wasn't certain, with this manor and its occupants, which was worse.
-*- abstersiveTournure On one hand...this manor and its occupants. On the other, Strider's method. He couldn't decide whether he would rather deal with mounting fury or an injured pri--
-*- Rabbit what's strider's method
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-*- abstersiveTournure ...Oh, ugh. It sounded like the halls had decided for him. Something large and light-footed was not far from him.
<abstersiveTournure> [rapping 8y]
<abstersiveTournure> [or music in general really]
-*- abstersiveTournure Partway up some unfamiliar (glaringly green and largely otherwise unremarkable) passage, he stopped in his tracks, grimacing ahead at the wall. Did he really want to deal with some unknown creature? Of course, he could handle it, but...did he really want to?
-*- abstersiveTournure Of course not. But the alternatives were remaining lost or swallowing his pride and succumbing again to what he was still convinced was Strider's tomfoolery. He...
-*- acieratedNephilim Probably not dude
-*- abstersiveTournure Didn't have much of a choice in the matter, he realized, schooling his expression to an unfaltering, if suppressed, scowl and preparing to put up with whatever manner of being was about to come around that corner.
<Rabbit> "Mrrrow!" The mrowl could be heard from just around the corner, as the fluffy feline pranced around the corner. Marshmallow stopped in their tracks, as the comparatively small half demon came into sight. "Hey, what's da deal, Marshmallow?"  Came the robut's voice, before peaking over the little ears in front of him. "Hiya Verge! What're you doin' here?"
<Rabbit> The feline took it upon themselves to lower close to the floor, as if about to lay down.
-*- abstersiveTournure ...Um. Not what he was expecting, to say the very least.
-*- abstersiveTournure But he'd learned fairly early on to have no expectations. They'd never be met, regardless. Simply throw up one's hands in disgust and resign oneself to a life of bizarre plot twists that fell terribly flat in this never-ending story.
-*- Rabbit silly vergil, marshmallows can't fall flat
-*- Rabbit dey roll
-*- abstersiveTournure His automaton friend (one of the few he would accept as such) riding on a giant (albeit remarkably elegant) feline was only the most recent of them. It seemed rather like Rabbit, in fact. albeit in a...strange and mostly logic-defiant manner. But little here submitted to ordinary logic, as he knew it.
-*- abstersiveTournure As such, he merely blinked, the scowl dulling into awkward shock for a very brief moment. "Uh...hello, Rabbit." (Damn that uncertainty.) "I am..." (Lost? No, no. Walking?) "...exploring." (How clever. Ugh.)
-*- abstersiveTournure "What are you doing here?" he returned, a little quickly. (No need to linger on his cringe-worthy response, none at all.)
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<Rabbit> "Well, I ran into Marshmallow here, and decided to go explorin' as well." He nodded a bit, not noticing the feline's position changing to more of a crouch. He definitely could not see as their pupils grew large.
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-*- acieratedNephilim Limbo. Once again, he was here. This time to "uncover the secrets of his past" or some other bullshit. Honestly, who the fuck did that douchebag think he was. Sure, he was grateful enough that he'd let him try to relive and/or remember some of his long lost childhood, but they way he /talked/. Dear fuckin' lord, could someone be more of a pretentious hero-complex'd douchebag.
-*- acieratedNephilim ...Why did he even join in his little campaign to save the world.
-*- acieratedNephilim It was dumb, and he'd rather live as he had-- going from club to club, getting drunk and eventually waking up with some scrawled note from one girl or another about calling them and--
-*- acieratedNephilim Hold the fuckin' phone.
-*- acieratedNephilim This wasn't Limbo.
<abstersiveTournure> [donter u accidentally got lost on the way to Limbo]
<abstersiveTournure> [other universe lost]
<abstersiveTournure> [that's talent]
-*- acieratedNephilim (B[)
<Rabbit> (talent only you'd have)
-*- PurpleKoopa must've made a wrong turn at gehennom
-*- acieratedNephilim i've got a lot more talent than some two-bit broken robot boy like /you/
-*- acieratedNephilim sass
-*- abstersiveTournure u wanna go
-*- Rabbit Don't m-make me laugh! I got way more talent in my processors then you have in your dumb squishy chasis
-*- acieratedNephilim How did he... No, actually, it didn't matter. It never did. Because the moment he tried to make sense of things, they just got more complicated.
-*- abstersiveTournure aIN'T EVEN MY BROTHER BITCH
-*- Rabbit woah dere verge, don't go wastin' your time on a chump like him
-*- acieratedNephilim damn str8 i wanna go
-*- abstersiveTournure gon' cut a bitch U--
-*- abstersiveTournure ...yeah whatever >B[
-*- acieratedNephilim haha you scared
-*- abstersiveTournure (grumble grumble reprehensible ragamuffin grumble insufferable neanderthal grumble)
-*- acieratedNephilim whatever
-*- acieratedNephilim i've got bigger fish to fry B[
-*- Rabbit shh verge. c'mon, let's go have an ice cream parade
-*- abstersiveTournure yeah well
-*- abstersiveTournure we've got /ice/ /cream/
-*- abstersiveTournure and a gargantuan feline
-*- acieratedNephilim what are you
-*- acieratedNephilim five
-*- Rabbit Mrow
-*- Rabbit No, but we're havin' /fun/
-*- abstersiveTournure fOURTEEN
-*- acieratedNephilim are we gonna get back ic or
-*- acieratedNephilim Well, doing a little exploring couldn't hurt.
-*- acieratedNephilim Maybe this was his childhood or somethin'. Who was he to judge?
-*- abstersiveTournure The main character. You should really be judging. Who decorates a place in /that/ shade of green?
-*- acieratedNephilim Knowing himself, it had probably been all fucked up like this and...
-*- acieratedNephilim Yeah, okay, the green thing was a little weird
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-*- PurpleKoopa DO NOT JUDGE MY INTERIOR DECORATION SKILLS. OTHERWISE I WILL PUT UP A NEW COAT OF FRESH PAINT. WITH YOUR ENTRAILS.
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-*- acieratedNephilim None the less, Dante readied his handy Rebellion-- Or, as most people just called it, "sword"-- and set off to find these memories or secrets or the big bad demon he needed to kill or...
-*- acieratedNephilim Whatever the fuck he was here for.
-*- acieratedNephilim Maybe those two jolly ranchers were part of his memor-- Yeah, no, okay, there was no fucking way.
-*- acieratedNephilim The only person with white hair he knew was a total douchebag, and
-*- acieratedNephilim A giant white cat
-*- acieratedNephilim More like no
-*- acieratedNephilim He supposed he'd just have to walk on along.
-*- acieratedNephilim With a dramatic swoop of his coat, crimson fluttering in the non-existant wind, the poor lost soul continued his journey towards finding out what the everloving fuck was going on.
-*- TheSpine meow
-*- TheSpine oh
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-*- acieratedNephilim Or, wait.
-*- acieratedNephilim Maybe that was just it.
-*- acieratedNephilim Most things that just popped up when he was in Limbo, or
-*- acieratedNephilim well
-*- acieratedNephilim not-Limbo
-*- acieratedNephilim They usually were just meant to be killed. Lesser demons and such.
-*- acieratedNephilim Oh for fucks sake Dante can you think in proper paragraphs and not just cut yourself off all the time
-*- Rabbit apparantly not
-*- acieratedNephilim it's the alcohol dante
-*- acieratedNephilim the alcohol and the drugs and the respectable women you take to bed
-*- acieratedNephilim and then everything died
-*- acieratedNephilim the end
-*- PurpleKoopa not sure if nitro went to sleep or if she's writing up war and peace 2 as we speak
<abstersiveTournure> [I'm here, whoops]
<abstersiveTournure> [sUPER SLO]