New Dante Rant PART TWO LEGASPOkay, so I've realized that I didn't cover everything in my last rant, and I'm quite passionate about New Dante, so here goes...
Emo? Really? HAHA!
He looks more like a punk. Punks don't look emo. They look punk. 'Nuff said.
He does drugs? What? Is that according to you? Or Tameem? To you? Thought so.
I have nothing more to say now
Father Duty-Chapter 1Chapter 1-YOUR TURN! My turn...?Father Duty-Chapter 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
Makoata scowled. "You didn't have to come with me, dad." she muttered. She was constantly having to switch hands as her two year old daughter, Devon, skipped around her singing "Burn" by Papa Roach. Damien sighed and smiled at his daughter and granddaughter. "You have to admit her singing that song is kinda cute." he said. Makoata glared up at him. "She's just like her father...! She's evil! She's cunning! She's...! She's...!"
"Mommy, are you having an orgasm?" Devon asked her mother curiously. Makoata nearly collapsed from hearing the word 'orgasm' come out her little girl's mouth. "WHERE ON EARTH DID YOU HEAR THAT?!" she asked, her jaw dropped. Devon grinned, showing off her fangs. "Uncle Jin was talking to Star about it."
'I'm gonna kill Jin for this...' she thought. Devon started giggling and jumping around her mother. Makoata picked the little girl up and carried her. "You're exhausting me, kid." she muttered, patting her. Devon hugged her mother.
Father Duty-Chapter 2Chapter 2-Apparantly...Father Duty-Chapter 23 years ago in Settings More Like This
'Is this even possible?' Alucard thought, as he stared at the little girl on the other side of the table. He was tapping his finger on the table, and she was copying him with a grin on her face. He wondered what it was that made her look like him. There were the red eyes, the black messy hair, and...
Teeth. This girl has fangs that rival his.
Seras and Integra watched from behind the door to see how he reacted with his newfound daughter. They both felt the same pressure he did, and of course, the little girl was oblivious to it. She was just happily, and insanely, copying every move and expression her father made.
"Soo..." he started. Devon stared up at him and scratched her nose. "So?"
'How the hell is this even possible? She acts nothing like me....' he thought.
'Mommy says I do!'
Alucard suddenly felt the urge to punch himself. How could he forget about mind reading? Before he could get his thoughts straight, he found himself on the floor, with Devon attached