It has just occurred to me that Devil May Cry’s Dante is possibly the Antichrist
Mundus means “world” in Latin
his God-like appearance, powers, creator status, ability to look down on everyone from the Heavens and his judgement off sins and failures (kills Griffon) earn him worship from the people of Malet island
being a Spanish island (judging from the architecture), the people who worshipped him were probably Catholic
Sparda rebelled against him and was cast out from the ranks to dwell in the human realm where he became a powerful, dangerous leader of humans
Mundus is God
Sparda is Satan/Lucifer
Dante and Sparda have tried to destroy the “World”
Dante is well known for his charm and terrible power
Dante is the Son of Satan, the Antichrist
There’s also been no mention of heaven so far in any of the games with any angelic looking things being “demons”. It could be that there’s only two worlds. The demon world (heaven, where God, his angels and other creations reside) and the human world (where Sparda was cast down and lowly, bottom dwellers live).
Boku no Pico is a wonderful anime about a young boy named Pico. He encounters many people on a magical adventure, and goes on wild quests with friends, Mokkun, Chico, and Coco, that he makes on his journey. This series is short, but it packs a lot of fun and adventure into it’s mere three episodes, and is also a wonderful, family-friendly tale.
I recommend you all watch Boku no Pico, and, if you would, please reblog this to spread the word about this glorious anime.
I feel really frustrated and useless right now. I am practically unable to move unless I want to be in a lot of pain. I am unable to sleep half the time, and I can’t do anything when I’m awake.
I feel like I should be drawing, but I don’t have the state of mind/focus to work on something, and it just makes me feel depressed. I can barely serve myself, and I need my fiance to do simple tasks for me such as getting a bottle of water. It’s making me feel horrible. I feel like I’m just a waste of space. I keep getting confused and forgetting where I am too…so I’ll just keep watching Ancient Aliens all day. I’m sure that will help.
Title: Extra Extravagant Stars Author: Full-on Zombie Warnings: Slight non-con; Nazis; anal; sounding Disclaimer: IN NO WAY AM I AFFILIATED WITH THE HISTORY CHANNEL, ANCIENT ALIENS, AND GIORGIO A. TSOUKALOS. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. This is fan made and downright awful, predictable, and cliche. This is a work of satire and parody.
The world seemed so different to Giorgio, because he saw it the way it really was. He only had a few close people he could call his “friends”: other colleagues. They, like him, had their eyes, minds, bodies, and spirits opened up to the truth. While most of the public laughed at them, they knew their axiom, and they were above all.
Giorgio A. Tsoukalos, however, was extra special. He had been abducted by ancient aliens multiple times, while his fellow associates had only been so once. Unfortunately though, Giorgio could never recall the incidents in which the ancient beings took him on their ship, or even their planet! He only had slight memories in the back of his head. He had been told by the great elders, that they had to erase his memory since the world was not ready to hear the absolute truth yet.
The man laughed lightly. The aliens knew him better than himself sometimes. They were really like his real family. They knew that he would be so excited and enthused about everything they showed to him and taught him, that he just wouldn’t be able to contain himself from not telling everyone!
Tonight was going to be another special night. He was going to be taken by the aliens again. Giorgio knew exactly what to do in order for them to come and get him. It was like he had a private line to the beings due to their kindness, for they where not hostile creatures. They have fine ethics due to how advance they are.
The aliens had given him a “special mixture”. They told him to take it every night he wanted to see them and discuss political matters. It would allow his body to become a sort of energy that the aliens could smell. Even if Giorgio couldn’t remember their conversations at the moment, he knew it was crucial to keep in contact with them so that he would have all the information he needed when they decided it was okay for him to spread their message.
One drop…two drop…three drops…
Before Giorgio knew it, he was standing at the base of the ancients’ saucer. There it was, just waiting for him. He always got an erection from the excitement from it all, but the aliens never felt the need to tease about this natural human reaction.
Upon their ship he went. The air within always smelt so fresh and clean. He greeted the universe’s gods, and to space they ascended. “Every time! EVERY TIME!” Giorgio smiled widely as he lifted his hands in speaking, “The stars are just so amazing, no matter how many times I see them!”
"Well, Tsoukalos, we are going to make you see extra extravagant stars tonight!"
Giorgio felt his heart skip a beat. “I could NOT possibly ask for more! Unless you want to show me other solar system’s planets, or explain to me why you caused the moon to rise every night…or, OH! Maybe if you want to teach me the purpose of Mars? Or how about—” His words were cut off by something hard and cold being shoved in his mouth.
A panel in the ceiling slid open, and a machine not of any world one could fathom dropped down. It appeared to be made of different kinds of metals and other unknown elements. Mostly it had tentacle-like extensions. One held a round bulbous addition that forwarded into Giorgio’s mouth, “Mmmmh!!!”
The four of the machine’s appendages grabbed hold of him, clasping around each of his limbs. They lifted him up off the ground and held him so that he was in eagle position.
He stared down at the aliens, droplets of sweat hitting the floor. He felt a mix of fear and excitement. Whatever the aliens wanted with him, he would allow!
"Subject number 269. Proceed with experiment number 2,012."
A door opened, and out came several individuals that looked simply like human Nazis from World War II. Giorgio’s eyes widened. He was right! He knew it! The Nazis WERE aliens. His hands twitched as he attempted to express his enthusiasm.
Following the members of the Third Reich, came some grayish-looking figures in over-coats that seemed to have constant colors swimming about the ‘fabric’. Giorgio came to the conclusion that these must be the doctors. He knew he was right, because he was always right.
One of the crew-mates pressed a button, and all of Giorgio’s clothes evaporated within a second. His nipples became instantly hard as the ship’s cool air hit against them. This only lasted for a few moments though, because a new stem extended from the top of the machine holding him. The claw of that tentacle held a box-like item with a small opening in it. As it lifted up to his chest, it sprayed out a sort of mysterious liquid that covered his cold nubs.
It made his nipples warm and ever-so comfortable. In fact, the good feeling did not just stop there. The pleasing heat traveled all the way through his body, reaching his penis. The familiar erection he had just a bit earlier upon boarding the ship was back, bigger and stronger than ever.
The alien doctors spoke something in their language, and the Nazis took notes, the contents obscured behind their clipboards.
Then, yet another robot-type arm emerged out from the device holding Giorgio. This time it it held an Anunnaki Sumerian God statue. Giorgio got so astounded by seeing this, that he was able to spit the gag out from his mouth. “Yes! This IS happening! I KNEW my theories of ancient statues to be of your world to be true!” He spoke his thought out loud.
The aliens all looked at one another, a look for slight irritation and boredom on their faces, “Mazda, make sure to upgrade the oral cap.” One of the greys uttered. “Proceed with phase four.”
The arm from the machine that held the box slid around to Giorgio’s back. It sprayed it’s mist upon the rounded head of the Anunnaki statue, and then up it went against his anus. Giorgio bit his lip and did his best to glance behind him as the statue’s head rubbed against his puckering hole, the strange substance that the box expelled on it wetting his entire rear region.
"Is the ancient clay properties of this statue going to give me your wisdom?" With a thrust, the statue was inserted inside of Giorgio’s ass, "I THINK SO!" He yelled as he closed his eyes, "I’m sure you have a divine purpose for doing this! Fill me with your knowledge, oh great ones!!"
In and out of Giorgio’s cavity, the cap of the sculpture went. “Yes! I want all your answers to my questions!”
The Nazis continued to take notes as they watched the display. One of them signaled to the other, and the strange box the tentacle was holding disappeared. What reappeared was an even more perplexing object. It resembled a pen, but slightly different.
"Wh-What is that!?"
The aliens ignored him, and from the tip of the “pen”, small flash of electricity-like matter appeared. Giorgio stared in awe, and the statue from behind ceased its action for now. The hand of the metal arm reversed the figure so that it’s slender legs were then facing the man’s moist hairy ass.
Simultaneously, the sculpture’s legs rammed inward against his prostate as the pen tilted forward and shot it’s electric-like energy straight into his urethra. His whole body quivered with pleasure, as it was nothing like being electrocuted despite the looks of it.
Bewildering just the same, the alluring electronic force acted the same as well by making Giorgio’s hair stand up straight. “Ah! Ah! Am I going to cum??” He questioned, but before any sort of answer could be verbally said, he found himself spewing steamy, thick white liquid all over the alien general’s, Kammler, face.
"Ach!! Das ist ekelhaft!" He yelled in his strange ancient alien language.
Giorgio laid on the cold floor, twitching lightly with crossed eyes as he foamed at the mouth. He was covered in his own cum, lube, a hair dryer, a pocket vibrator, and a single pen. Next to him sat that cup of that “special mixture”, with a label that read “LSD” on it.
"Another good round." A History Channel producer said as custodians rolled away background sets of a spaceship and stars.
"Easy for you to say…" Another producer mumbled as he threw off his Nazi SS costume and wiped his face of sticky sperm.
"Eh…what about him?"
The man playing Kammler put on his glasses and stared down at Giorgio. “He’ll come out of it soon enough.”
"But his hair man, it’s not seeming to go down."
"I don’t think he’ll notice. Come on, I need a coffee."
The next day, Giorgio A. Tsoukalos sat upon his chair in his office with the largest grin on his face. The LSD trip was so hard, that he barely remembered what had happened, but light memories still remained.
The cameras pointed at him, and he lifted his hands to start talking, “Pens! Where did they come from? Historians will claim they were made first conceived by the Indians, but WHERE did THEY get the idea from? I say, it’s beyond the stars…”
Without going into revealing details, there is a pretty large group that I am a co-creator of to a particular fandom/show on DA. In fact, it is DA’s largest group for the particular series.
Lately the founder and a few other mods/co-creators are getting annoyed with the amount of yaoi/slash the group has been receiving.
In our admin area, in a private discussion, some comments are being made that are really getting under my skin. I’m replacing any revealing information with asterisks.
"The fluff kind that looks more like their good friends, I’ll allow to stay, but the hardcore yaoi needs to go."
”I get disgusted when I see hardcore yaoi “***”. For crying out loud,*** single and straight AND *** is married to his wife then let’s not forget he has his daughter, ***.
So just because it disgusts you, you want to ban it from the group? Also, that particular guy has never officially claimed his sexuality out loud. While it is likely he IS straight, it’s not right for you to say it like it’s law, especially with said guy has made SEVERAL slashy jokes between him and his friend (WHICH is why so much slash art exists of it).
"Now whenever "***" is even mentioned, I gag with the thought because of the horrific things people create between *** and ***.
Even worse then hormonely-stressed girls hooking up with ***.”
Now, In my opinion, the slash fans have been way more mature than the “hormonely-stressed girls” of the fandom. We KNOW that these two people are not actually a couple, and we don’t deny that one of the guys is married and has a kid. However, I’ve had several friends on Facebook who fall under the “hormonely-stressed girls”, and I would always see things like, “Even though *** doesn’t know I exist yet, we will get married some day!” or, “Good night ***, I am pretending I am sleeping next to you tonight.”
“I didn’t create it for yaoi. ”
Fine, that’s cool…but it is really disheartening when you allow straight pairings/oc’s but not gay ones. That really seems homophobic. Not to mention, it is also the biggest group on DA for this series.
I gave my thoughts in the thread as politely as I could manage, and I said that it wouldn’t be a smart move on the group’s part to outright deny yaoi/slash, because I have seen backlash that other groups get when they do this.
I suggested that, if the group does not want yaoi, then they should say that ANY gender pairing mature images are not allowed, even het ones.
I haven’t gotten a reply yet…and I’ll be honest and say that I WILL leave that group COMPLETELY if they put this “no yaoi slash” rule in place, because I WILL NOT be associated with something that is so blatantly homophobic.
And this is the part where I’m asking “what to do”, because the more I read these comments by my fellow mods, the more I feel really irritated and dismayed. I feel like I want to leave the group completely due to how they are talking right now…but I do have high participation in this group with its members at the same time.
Several people have often found my own DA page and befriended me in saying that they saw I was a co-creator of this certain group too.