Path to Kingship. DMC.org YOU tell me how this story plays out!

[Sparda's rejected son]

I'm bored, so here's a fun idea. My character SRS is a half human, half demon who is destined to become King of the Demons. But YOU the forum tell the story on how SRS becomes the King of Demons. You make up the supporting/rival characters, locations, powers and attacks. Tell me where I go, who I fight and if the future King falls in love with a beautiful human woman and/or demon woman. So forums lead me (SRS) to my destiny!

Rules: NO same sex love writing for SRS. (Basically SRS ends up with a girl if that's how the forum dictates the story to go.) If you wish to write a support/rival character who digs same sex stuff keep it clean PLEASE! NO graphic sex scenes. Mild Senual scenes only, (kissing, comical innuendo, etc)
Gore is allowed but don't make me Kratos, think DMC style gore. YES you can throw in any and all DMC/DmC characters if you so wish. Want to throw in your own character? Go ahead!

DMC.org write my destiny!!!!


I'll start us off:

Limbo City 12:00 AM


In a small rural neighborhood lives a young man. The young man lives alone in a small apartment building. He's got curly snow white hair down to his shoulders, decent build, well rounded height and tattoo's on his upper back and shoulders. His tattoos run down his arms to about his wrist.
He's not your typical human, as a matter of fact he's not fully human. He is a half demon. His name is SRS and right now he is playing a video game, his usual thing. But today his "average" life is about to change, his destiny is about to unfold.

The Demon King's future is in YOUR hands.​

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[Chimera Khaos]

A moderately tall woman with purple shoulder length hair was walking toward the small apartment building where the young man lived. Shed been watching him for a while since she knew who he was and what he was capable of. As she walked up the stairs, the moonlight fell over her and most of her was revealed. She wore a long black cloak inscribed with purple dragons and concealed her true nature. Her eyes hidden behind her dark hair as she approached the door of the young halfbreed...
He knew someone was waiting outside his door, as he drew his guns, he waited for the woman to knock, but she didn't...He frowned for a moment and then quietly walked toward the door, grasping the handle gently, before wrenching the door open and finding nothing there. He stepped outside, scanned the area for a moment before walking back inside and slamming the door shut, only to find the woman who he thought was at the door, in his living room, playing his game...

 

[Angel General]

(Wow, okay pressure - I've never written fanfic stuff before but here goes nothing...)
Ahem.
SRS was just about to complete the game when the room went black. The only thing he could see was the light of moving cars streaking across the ceiling, and all he could hear was the sound of his own breathing, slightly faster than that of a human. He stood up and began to fumble his way blindly to the switch box, when he suddenly saw a bright glint of silver in his peripheral vision, like cold sunlight refracted through ice. He spun round, the realisation dawning on him that if he didn't act fast then something terrible would happen.
Another glint of silver, this time arcing above his head down towards him, was not in fact ice but steel, but just as cold when it whistled past his shoulder as he barely dodged in time. Still blind, he dived to the other side of the room and closed his eyes, listening. He heard a rustle to his right, and without hesitation raised his palm in that direction, sending a flaming spark towards the intruder. In the blinding flash that followed, he saw the face of a demon, scarred and menacing in the incandescent light. It had no time to react, and flew back against the wall, burned alive.
"So they've found me..." SRS whispered, standing over the dead demon as the lights began to flicker, and the curtains billowed in the chilling night breeze. He examined its scarred body. "Just a straggler, an old one... but still-" he looked out of the window, suddenly fearful. "What if there are more? Looks like I'll have to get moving soon. It's time."
He gathered a few essential belongings, and then opened an old locked cupboard, inside which there was a gleaming silver sword, intricately patterned and curving, meandering with a razor sharp tip. He pulled it out reverently, held it up to the light and swung it a couple times before sheathing it; then he left his home, the front door open. He would never return. He didn't look back as he walked down the street. It was time to finish what he had started, years before.
He had dared to believe it was over, but the conventional life he had attempted to lead now lay as shattered as the demon which lay mangled on the ground.

(Sorry CG this took me so long to type with le iPod I didn't know you started >.< )

 

[Sparda's rejected son]

NO WORRIES FOLKS! Here's what we'll do. SRS has killed the demon in AG's portion of the story however now CG's girl character is in his house playing the video game. From their somebody give SRS and the CG's girl character some words to exchange which somehow leads to AG's portion of SRS leaving the house with his sword.
GO!

 

[Chimera Khaos]

SRS: Wh-...How did you get in my apartment?
Woman: Through the window.
SRS: And why are you playing my video game?
Woman: Cuz you weren't, and you were gonna die.
*SRS puts his gun down on the table as the woman pauses the game and throws the controller back to him. He catches it and looks at her as she stands up and surveys the room*
Woman: Pretty nice place for a King don't ya say?
SRS: A King?
*The woman looks at him oddly and notices there's something wrong with the pictures on the wall. As she went to examine them, SRS shrugged and continued with his game...*

 

[Sparda's rejected son]

SRS couldn't get the woman's words out of his head. Not bad for a King, what did she mean? He had to know.
"Normally I would be trilled to walk into my apartment and find a chick in it." SRS tossed the game controller onto the reclining chair. "But I'm more interested in finding out why you more or less called me a King. Care to explain Miss.." He paused for second, "I'm sorry I didn't catch your name."

 

[Chimera Khaos]

*The woman looked at him*
Woman: You really don't remeber do you?...

 

[Sparda's rejected son]

SRS's eyes narrowed.
"I think I would remember if I were a King or not." SRS crossed his arms, we wanted answers.

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

(Any character goes for this, correct? Can it be sci-fi ish? Cuz I was planning on using Angela.)

 

[Chimera Khaos]

(Any character goes for this, correct? Can it be sci-fi ish? Cuz I was planning on using Angela.)

Yes, I'd say so, I mean my character doesn't even have a name yet, and nobody knows what she is...

Eh ehm, anyways, on with the story...

Woman: The name's Amerdein, I'm your Guardian...
*dramatic sound effects*...

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

A draconic woman with glowing yellow eyes and glimmering silver armor upon black, rubbery skin was watching the events unfold from atop a nearby building, intrigued.

EDIT: Guys, I'm going to have to make this known at this moment or else I might end up being forced out of this RP. I have both school and work, so I won't be able to post often. In the event that this story goes for a rather long time without my input, I'll probably just drop out. I hate having to read to catch up to things. I know that's a personal flaw, but I'm just letting you guys know. Try and be considerate, alright?

 

[Angel General]

Meanwhile, in a neighbouring village, a young boy, roughly 12 years old, hid in the attic of his small home. The room was dark, save for a beam of silvery moonlight which shone into the room through a circular window. He crouched by the entrance to the attic, teeth gritted, barely daring to breathe. He clutched a sword tightly in his quivering hands, he could barely lift it, and the tip rested on the ground.
A moment passed before crashing sounded below, and the trapdoor swung open with a sudden bang. The boy's eyes widened and he held his breath as the head of a demon rose, facing the other direction. Sluggishly the boy raised the sword, he swung it as hard as he could at the head of the demon. The demon fell back down with a huge gash in the side of its head, and the boy quickly clambered down the ladder, alone for now. He ran to the nearest window and parted the blinds, all the time clutching the heavy sword tightly, and witnessed the carnage outside. Demons had already passed through his village, destroying everything, people, buildings, which stood in their way. He was the one, lone survivor.
He had to leave now, to warn everyone, the attack had begun. He had to find the true owner of the sword, like his father had told him in bedtime stories so many times. He had to find SRS.

(Sorry these are so long they're probably pretty boring to read -.-' )

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

The dragon woman smirked slightly. "So the king is to be crowned soon..." She whispered to herself. She continued to watch through the windows of SRS's room, silently thanking the company that made her for her amplifier ears, which allowed her to hear the conversation.

 

[Sparda's rejected son]

SRS's eyes narrowed again, he didn't believe the girl's words.
"Look, Amerdein was it?" SRS approached the woman "I don't know what you've been puffing but your crazy." Putting his arms around her shoulders he led the woman to the front door. "I believe its time for you to leave."


Great input on the story folks keep it up. AG long is good.

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

Angela made a jump forward toward the opposite building's wall, extending her wristblades to latch onto the wall, peering through one of the windows to get a better view as she activated her stealth camouflage.

 

[Angel General]

As SRS opened the door to lead Amerdein away, he saw the young boy standing there, with wide eyes, shivering and damp from the rain outside. He was thin, and in his left hand he clung tightly to the sword, the only tie to his secure and happy former life. When he spoke however, he sounded strong, calm and collected. "SRS..." He knew the description of his features well, having heard it so many times. "This belongs to you." *attempts to hold up the sword to him* "The demons are coming, it won't be long until they arrive - but I know you can stop them."

 

[Chimera Khaos]

*Amerdein looked at the boy, and then back at SRS who seemed to be a little confused at the situation. She smirked and turned to him*
Amerdein: Your first test lies in the beginnings of these streets, try not to get yourself killed wont ya? Otherwise I might just have to teach you a few things, my King.
*and with a swish of her dark cloak she was gone. All she left behind was a purple rose, pointing in the direction of the North*

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

Angela blinked, then made her way into the building, behind the young boy. "Happened to hear something about a king." She said, smirking confidently.

 

[Angel General]

The boy was exhausted, and after letting go of the sword for the first time in days, the strain he had been put through suddenly rushed back all at once. He'd been so focused on returning the sword he'd barely noticed how frail he'd become. He swayed slightly, and looked up at SRS with sunken eyes. "Can I have something to eat please? I can cook it myself..."

 

[DreadnoughtDT]

Angela scanned the boy over. "I could make you something." She offered.