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[shootsatclowns]

[The Dreamberry clicks on to show a rather annoyed looking young man, staring at the screen like it just woke him up from a nap. Which in fact, it kind of did.]

Cute, so this place comes with a free gift too? How nice.

[He's spinning a pistol over one of his fingers, glancing around at the scenery.] Someone want to tell me what the hell's going

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[partlyblackened]

...Dante?

[This is Nero, confused to all holy friggin' hell. Despite the fact that the old man wasn't an old man anymore, there was no mistaking that voice, that face, that hair, that gun and that god damn red coat.]

What the hell happened to you? Hit a time warp or something?

[shootsatclowns]

[Staring for a second.]

Who are you, and how the hell do you know my name?

[partlyblackened]

[Staring is all he can do for a few moments as well.]

You're not old enough for memory loss yet, jackass. Cut the act.

[shootsatclowns]

Who's acting? I've never seen you before in my life.

You some kind of stalker?

[reversechess]

Why do you have your balls stuck in an iron grip? Did you eat a mackerel fish?

[shootsatclowns]

What the hell are you babbling about?

[reversechess]

You seemed kind of pissed off, hihihi! Did someone touch your crot~ch?

[shootsatclowns]

You have got to be fucking kidding me. Hundreds of people here and I get tweedle dee the wonder dummy.

Go away.