Now, how did you get here?
I'm not great with these bio things, so I'll be quick.
Check out my videos on YouTube. I've been doing AMVs. So far, I only have 3, but I think they're pretty good, and for all you DantexVergil fans, I did do an AMV in tribute to that fandom. As hard as it is to get the message across that they loved each other through a video, I think I did a pretty damn good job.
Well... I love video games and movies.
Favorite game series: Resident Evil, Fatal Frame, Devil May Cry, Prince of Persia, The Legend of Zelda and Silent Hill. (Though there's so much more)
The best game ever is Perfect Dark (N64), no questions asked.
I love Dante x Vergil.
Wesker owns all.
Sailor Moon kicks ass, and you know it.
I take a damn long time to write stories. So keep your updating expectations low!!
If you like my stuff, check out my original work on fiction press under the same pen name.
Eh, that's all I got for the "bio"
I would do disclaimers here, but you'll just have to read it again during the story. Geeze, lawsuits are a pain.
Stories on Hold
Legend of Zelda
For Her Realm, I Long:
Not feeling this one as much, I'll try to revive it later on, if I get inspired, but it just isn't working.
COMING SOON
Devil May Cry
Sun Ray at Night: A Trish centric fic. Mostly Angst.
She looks over the edge of the building's rooftop, the people, tiny ants, below her. She listens to the wind rustle her hair, the movement of it against her face and bare back. The friction. The fabric of her skin - tight clothes, clutching ever so closely to this representation of a lost memory. If she breathes in deep enough, her tube top will lean away from her skin, and hold, just float around her. Her skin coming in close to her ribs, shrinking. I'm shrinking. She thinks.
Castles in the Sand: A Dante and Vergil childhood fic, leading up to - before DMC3. Angst, humour and a little drama. (Perhaps a Dante/Vergil, but we'll just have to see... :D)
Sparda continued. "Which one of you drew ALL OVER MY BOOK OF CLASSIC POETRY?!" Sparda roared holding out an opened book, pages showing blue and red crayon scribbles all over the ancient text.
The twins looked at each other and unison pointed to the other. "He did it."
"Sparda, leave them alone." Eva started behind the kids, "They're only 3."
Resident Evil
In a Child's Eyes: Albert Wesker centric.
Hello father, remember me? I'm the monster you created. What's the matter? Aren't you proud?
Perfect Dark Classic
Mission: End Zero
Somewhere in the middle of the night/morning a phone rang
"Mfwhat?"
"Joanna Dark, Agent Dark do you read me?"
"Whaat? It's three in the morning."
"Agent Dark... Microsoft bought Rare... You're going on the Xbox 360!!"
"WHAT?!"
"It's your most important mission yet!"
END
That's all for now. :D
~DV~
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