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Devil may Cry 3 script. part 1. |
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you know... because i can... i'm gonna put up the script for devil may cry 3. if you can't play the game, but wanna know what happens, read. i dunno how far i get... i may just do today, the intro, then levels 1 and 2. If i have to improv, i'll note it.
*improv*
lady: You've heard of it haven't you? the legend of the dark knight sparda? I used to think it was a child's fairy tale. My father would tell me stories about it... A Demon who Rebelled against his own kind, fighting with the humans. With his own sword, he sealed away the demon world. But because he was a demon, his power was sealed away.. But you know what? It was Real.
*Dante and his brother vergil appear, fighting atop a building in the rain.*
How do i know? I met the sons of sparda. Both of them. Even though they were brothers, they fought like bitter rivals, as if they took some sick pleasure from this family fighting. But the fighting would have to end at some point... and when it did... only one was left standing *Dante has been peirced through by vergil's sword. Vergil then rips it violently from dante's stomach, and watches him fall. He picks up dante's sword. then suddenly turns and stabs it through his chest. Screen goes black.*
Wanna know the name? Devil May Cry.
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*inside an empty building, aside from a pool table, some boxes, a desk with a sword on the wall behind it, and a jutebox. An open pizza box sits on the desk next to a phone, which is ringing. Dante kicks open a door, without his coat on, drying off his hair. he walks over, then kicks an upside down chair onto its feet. he plants down and his feet, which hit the desk, knock the phone off the hook. he catches it*
Dante: Sorry. not open for Buisness yet. *he tosses it back on the hook* haven't named the place and already getting calls...
*A man stands outside the building, dressed in a black suit. he walks in*
Dante: hey... i'm not open yet... but if you need to use the toilet, help yourself. its in the back.
Man: Are you the one called dante? The son of Sparda? *walking slowly to desk*
Dante: where'd you hear that? *eating a slice of pizza*
Man: from your brother. He wants me to give you a gift... *places his hand on the edge of the desk.* Please accept it. *he flips the desk over, and dissapears. Dante flips in the air, landing on the desk, which is on its side. he catches a white gun and points it at the door. He then shrugs*
Dante: gift huh? *he gets off, and catches the pizza box, then his slice. he opens his mouth to eat it... But then Several monsters appear from nowhere, about 7, maybe 9 stabbing their scythe's into his body... one turns its face to look at dante, and suddenly its body is thrown backwards, its head flys up. Dante stands, ignoring the various wounds. his catches the sand head and spins it on his index finger before throwing it up. he then breaks off the weapons, several blades still sticking from his torso, arm, and leg. one demon is dragged with him before he kicks it and its weapon off. he stands before the jutebox, pulls out one of the blades and flicks it backwards, snapping a celeing fan and sending it down upon several of the demons.*
Dante: This party's gettin crazy! Lets rock! *he jams one of the buttons. Nothing. He presses it again. Nothing. several more presses. nothing* ... oh... *he slams his fist down into the jutebox, starting it up with a jolt as it starts to blast heavy metal. he then turns and starts beating the demons up, using their own bodies and the shards of metal they left in him against him. Soon, the room is filled with piles of sand and various objects destroyed by him and his opponents. he has now picked up both of his guns and his sword.* Huh. all you against one? sounds fair to me...
(this was getting long... i'll continue soon...)
 LabTech118 · Fri May 20, 2005 @ 08:12pm · 0 Comments |
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