[Hey, Thor! The Guide is squawking. No, I'm not kidding. Vergil was out while the Drive was engaged, and now he's surrounded by animals. Something that looks like a parrot-frog crossbreed is yelling into the Guide as the half-demon gives the floor outside a dirty look.]

Well, that's convenient timing. But it won't stop me.

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That is all the Drive has this time? It might as well be left alone. There's nothing to do.

[He means nothing to fight. So far, he hasn't seen anything happen. This is why you need to interact with actual people, Vergil.]

How boring.

I don't want another one.

[And that is a disgruntled Vergil, although his Guide is currently just lying face-up, recording some fluorescent lighting. Is it a doctor's clinic? A lab? Either way, he's not currently in the shot.]

Oh, come on. There's only 186 more to go~ And we even have new kinds!

No.

[The person Vergil is talking to hovers into ( Read more... )

[If you happen to be passing by the Healthy Grain Haystack Storage Storage Facility, you'll see an interesting sight ( Read more... )

[Okay, the pizza deliveries annoyed him, but Vergil doesn't learn lessons very well, so guess who is trying that mission thing again?

Yup.

So now Vergil is standing with shears in hand, prepared to cut the wool off of all the sheeps.]

Stop that!

[Except, the sheep seem to have other ideas. He has one under each arm, and a third is currently ( Read more... )

[Hey, anyone for pizza? The Guide is apparently showing an impromptu commercial, anyway. Vergil is holding a box with his Guide on a nearby counter. Vergil is debating just what he can do with this pizza as he tries to straighten the uniform he's wearing. He shifts hands, manages to get the shirt straight, and--tada!--ready for action ( Read more... )

[The video turns on to Vergil's face. He gives the guide a very unhappy look. Somehow, his bad day is your fault.

In the background, there's a metallic clanging and what might be some weird dog barking. Vergil looks up, turning his glare at something off-screen. So much for an easy walk to this assigned room.]

Move.

[Jingling, as more metal ( Read more... )

[For all the time he's spent on the Thor, Vergil's never been happy with the jobs he's gotten-- until now. He's a bouncer at the nightclub this monthe, which means: a) he's not going to be 'scolded' for using force (not that he'd care if anyone scolded him for using force), and b) there's really no shortage of excuses to use force. Like now.

Some ( Read more... )

[Guess which half-demon doesn't really care about the holidays?

That's right, THIS GUY!

The Guide picks up on a shot of Vergil, sitting in the library. It's quiet, and the only sounds are of Vergil rifling through the shelves and rearranging books. But after a few moments of this otherwise boring task, a little alien kid runs up to him and tugs on ( Read more... )

[Vergil's been lying low for a while-- after the several fiascos that he's had to deal with, his first course of action was to leave the Guide as far away from himself as possible, so that further embarrassment and annoyance could be avoided. He's a pragmatic one, after all, and has learned not to leave the Guide around if he doesn't want something ( Read more... )