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polar-stars · 4 years

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Some Notes on what the grown-ups are up to...(Part 2 | SnKimiko Related)

Part 1 is here (Megumi | Takumi | Alice | Akira)

Basically: Some info on what the canon characters from “Shokugeki no Soma” are up to in my Next Gen Fanficion.

Ryo

Ryo Nakiri, formerly Kurokiba, assists his wife Alice in many things regarding the administration of Totsuki and helps out when- and wherever he can. (There was one time where he jumped in as substitute teacher for P.E.. This idea was never picked up again. Some students of the class still have PTSD)

Aside from that Ryo also, officially, has three restaurants to take care of: “Thor’s Blessing” in Tokyo, “Ullir’s Treasure” in Vancouver and “Odin’s Wisdom” in Copenhagen. Foodies made up the nickname “The Norse-Trinity”, as the three restaurant’s names are based on gods in Nordic Mythology. (Alice thinks its cheesy)

All three of these restaurants are famous and exquisite Seafood-Restaurant famed for the most high-quality of fish, vast originality and proficient preparation.

And let me tell you, each of the individual sous chef working in these restaurants fought tooth and nail to gain, and keep, their spots as sous chef. Ryo’s kitches are pretty brutal in the end and his employees are full aware of the fact how hard he is to impress.

Now onto a little secret, but Ryo does more or less have a fourth restaurant: A pub in Tokyo’s Shadows called “Wild Badger”.

Ryo cooks for the “Wild Badger” whenever all of the pomp and circumstance he’s constantly surrounded by just goes to his head. He occasionally just needs his thrill and freedom from the suits he has to put on for formal events, which is when he drives up to pub and takes over the kitchen. None of the customers ever see him and only the staff and his family know about his small “double-life” so to speak.

As said in the latest post, he’s father to a pair of twin-daughters named Lola and Mona Nakiri.

Hisako

Over the years, Hisako Hayama, formerly Arato, managed to build up her own research lab dedicated to research about Medicinal Food. She makes a lot of progress in the field through her own intensive research and the help of other clever heads, who she hired.

She already published two scientific works on her own and was also asked to write numerous essays for other people’s work. Additionally she gets offered numerous tasks in the consulting areas by hotels, private schools and some other establishments, in order for them to produce more healthy food.

As a little side thing, in highschool, she started blogging because Alice urged her to and she mainly talked about tea and some little general advice for how to keep oneself healthy. It gained quite the enormous following over the years.

Despite not opening any restaurants herself, Hisako certainly is a big and estimated name within the culinary world is famed for numerous qualities.

She has two children with Akira Hayama: Akio & Kaori.

Hisako was the hardest to think about by the way and I’m probably most uncertain about her. It’s just that medicine and all that stuff is something that’s very, very far out of my field of expertise.

Ikumi

After proving to her father once and for all that she’s capable of being a fierce, clever businesswoman while not having to hide her softer aspects from the rest of the world through building an actual empire out of the Trattoria Aldini brand alongside her love Takumi, Ikumi eventually took over the Mito Group which she expertedly manages nowadays.

Due to settling down in Europe, she also ultimately had a large part in expanding the Mito-Business beyond Japan’s borders some more.

At the same time, she does also have a eye on the Trattoria-Business and does not hesitate for even a second to advice her husband when she feels he could need it. He does trust her judgment though as, again, Ikumi had a large part in making the Trattoria-Brand what it is today. She was actually the one to suggest opening another branch in Rome.

Ikumi does also occasionally cook for the Trattoria as well and knocks everyone off their feet with her excellent meat-dishes.

Has one single daughter with Takumi: Mika Aldini.

Isami

Isami ended up living in Tohoku, from where he manages the Eastern establishments of the Trattoria Aldini Brand.

Despite the geographic distance, he’s close as ever to his twin-brother and the two talk to each other each and everyday either through phone calls, e-mails, texts etc. They’re a great team as ever and do a wonderful job at managing and maintaining their empire.

Near to the small port town where him and his wife Megumi reside, in a different city, there is a branch of Trattoria Aldini where he helps out almost everyday.

He has three children: Hiroshi, his oldest son and a pair of twins: Nino and Maja.

#these characters were pretty hard #but I came through #again...I would love all sorts of feedback ;v;#Shokugeki no Soma #Shokugeki no Kimiko Stuffz #Ryo Kurokiba #RyoAli #Hisako Arato #AkiSako #Ikumi Mito #TakuIku #Isami Aldini #IsaMegu

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superthatguy62 · 4 years

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FFIII Fun Facts of the Whenever: Saronia Storytime edition

So, with the world essentially under lockdown and boredom creeping in, let’s talk about the Saronia bits of the unused text of the FFIII remake, because quite a bit was scrapped.

Saronia in the either version of III is not a very lengthy place unless you go out of your way to do everything: There’s plenty of Dragoon equipment to be had, but nothing is stopping you fro going straight to Saronia Castle and fighting Garuda after you rescue Alus. The remake allows Arc to make a bond with Alus, but that also isn’t touched upon much differently than the four Onion Kids.

At one point however, it seems like the plotline was going to be far more fluffed up and more heavily point to the Dragoon equipment.

Now, I should make this clear before we begin: Arc’s negative attributes were toned down heavily in the final game. In general, while not nearly as dysfunctional as, say, the 4 Heroes of Light cast, the Final Fantasy III remake cast were portrayed as flawed, or at least, had their flaws more pronounced: Luneth comes across as more arrogant or “careless” with what he says or does (traces of this still remain; such as during one of the convos where he makes a crack about Arc being inspired by somebody shorter than him.), Ingus at one point questions the niceness of his colleagues (though the four old men get him to change that perspective) and Refia is more stern, especially towards Luneth and Desch’s tomfoolery.

Following on that trend, Arc’s significant negative trait was that he could be stubborn or prone to frustration, to the point of acting out as a result. Remember at the beginning of the game how he got fed up with being bullied over Kazus’ ghost problem and stormed off? That’s actually a bit toned down in the final version.

Got that? Good. Let’s begin.

Saronia has a lot of unused text, for being such a small place. There’s some stuff like Alus witnessing the battle in front of the castle and expressing concern, but the most notable standalone(ish) thing is an extension of the rather brief scene describing the Dragon Spire: Alus describes how a knight on a Dragon slayed the giant bird (Garuda) that terrorized the town and how it led to the creation of the Dragon Spire and the Dragon Knights/Dragoons. Alus muses that the treasure of the Dragoons is probably still in the tower and it will be helpful, but the Tower is locked (a key difference from the other versions of the game: The Dragon Spire is open and doesn’t need to be unlocked with a key). The mention of treasure peaks Luneth’s interest and the plan is made to aim for the tower.

But, the real meat of the scenario begins at a point where the group speaks with an old man who admonishes them for trying to climb the Dragon Spire, and teases Arc by calling him a little boy. Arc seems to get agitated by this, and not helping is Ingus and Refia telling Arc not to be rash in front of royalty (Alus). Arc promptly flips out at Ingus and Refia (His “I’m trying as hard as I can, and yet..!!” makes him sound kinda stressed?), shoots down Ingus’ apology to the point of telling him the equivalent of “You’re not my dad”, and leaves the group to find the Dragoon gear by himself. Alus is obviously apprehensive about this, but goes with Arc and both of them leave the party.

Ingus and Refia are naturally concerned. Luneth is surprisingly less concerned as he knows that Arc tends to be this way sometimes. Ingus decides that apologies are in order regardless, and the team searches the city.

Arc and Alus head for the Northwestern district to get some clues as to where the key to the Dragon Spire is. They wind up finding a maiden who mistakes Arc for Alus (a dropped plot point seems to be that the party was going to hide Alus from the public, for one reason or another), but gives him the key to the tower. Arc tries to play along (Luneth is particularly unimpressed by his “Thank you, my people”) and apologizes to Alus as soon as possible, but Alus takes it in stride. The subject of weapons comes up and Alus mentions the rumors of a weapon shop that’s still open (and indeed, there is in both versions of the game). Arc and Alus decide to look for it. Arc is, of course, wary of soldiers, but Alus is convinced that the two of them will be fine.

Eventually, they manage to hunt down the weapons shop and Arc asks for the best Dragoon weapons. The shopkeeper promptly asks for 10,000 gil, money that Arc does not have, prompting Alus to spot the bill. Then, the rest of the party shows up and Ingus spots Arc the money as an apology. Arc, needless to say, is actually upset at himself for having gotten into that situation and takes responsibility for the situation. Alus, however, decides that “it is nobody’s fault” and the two rejoin the party.

Cut to after Garuda’s death. Alus thanks the Warriors of Light for freeing his father’s soul, but is haunted by the fact that he doubted his father’s intentions. Arc reassures him, saying that it was clear that Alus loved his father. Alus continues by saying that he wants to be a good king to Saronia. Ingus supports him and Alus offers Ingus a position as a treasurer/minister after the adventure is done, which Ingus declines, mentioning his loyalty to Sasune. Refia says that she feels Alus will be just fine regardless and Alus offers her a job: Specifically, to become the royal nanny when he gets married and has kids.

Refia is... less than thrilled.

Alus tells the party that he’s thankful beyond words and to come down to the lab later to get something and the party leaves. Luneth points out that Arc wasn’t offered anything but Arc is okay with that because...

This one is tricky because most online translators trip up heavily at this point. Thanks to Romajidesu and some close looks at the text though, I think I found the meaning: Throughout the Saronia plotline (in the unused Japanese, not sure about the final version Japanese) Alus refers to Arc with the “さん“ or “san” honorific - basically the equivalent of “Mr.” or “Ms.”. When Alus thanks Arc for the last time directly, he does not use the honorific and instead simply calls him Arc. And that, is enough for the bookworm. Arc then leads the party in heading out, now more determined due to Alus counting on them. Refia concludes that Arc has grown up, though Arc himself feels that he’s the same size...

There’s a few more scenes, like Alus presenting the Nautilus to the party or the party noticing how Saronia is at peace now thanks to Alus and Arc, but this writeup is long enough as is. The bottom line is that Saronia had a shocking amount cut from it, considering how the scenario plays out in both the final version of the remake and the original game. It’s just fascinating.

Text can be found on TCRF as per usual and if I screwed up a meaning or a scene, then feel free to tell me.

#long post #Final Fantasy III #Saronia #Arc #Alus Restor #Luneth #Refia #Ingus #Final Fantasy 3 #FF3 #FFIII #Unused Content #Dragoon

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louadorable126 · 4 years

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Demons(you).me Chapter 5 - Burgers and Meetings

>>Click here to read over on Ao3!<<

Art by Aya/ITOUYAS! <3

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Summary:

In a city controlled by the generally altered race of Demons, Lady's life as a mercenary on the lower floor was never easy. Especially when she ran into Dante. A demon on the hunt for his missing brother.

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Important information!

Fandom: Devil May Cry

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Realtionships: Dante x Lady, Vergil x Lady

Characters: Lady (Devil May Cry), Dante (Devil May Cry), Vergil (Devil May Cry) Morrison (Devil May Cry), Nell Goldstien (Devil May Cry) Eva (Devil May Cry), Sprada (He’s mentioned bless him), Mundus (Also Mentioned)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Cyberpunk, Genetic Engineering, Sci-fi Fantasy, Strip Clubs and Strippers, Dystopia, Seizures, Flirting, Eva and Sprada are alive! :D, Human Experimentation, Cults.

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Chapter 5

When Vergil said he wanted to take a break, Lady certainly hadn’t expected…this.

After walking a few blocks away from the cult’s abandoned lab, the group had stumbled across a fast food truck cosily tucked away beneath a monorail bridge; the occasional train passing overhead and zooming passed in a matter of seconds. Needless to say, Dante had been quick to drag them over to such a ramshackle establishment, the moment his nose caught whiff the sizzling of meat on its grill.

Before Lady knew it, she found herself left on her own in the middle of the road. Vergil had isolated himself away from his twin’s embarrassing display, as he mindlessly drooling over the truck's menu while resting his chin against the van’s rusted counter, by going over to one of the supporting pillars of the bridge and leaning back against it. Of course, he didn’t exactly look like he was in the mood for company; looking lost in thought as he gazed up at the towering layers cascading up to the metal sky above him. Vergil always seemed to have a way to project an aura of intense disinterest when he didn’t want to be spoken too. So not really knowing what to do with herself, Lady walked over to the fast food truck.

“Hey kid, you gonna get anything or not?” The gruff, bearded, chef behind the counter asked in a polite tone. Wiping down his newly washed, worn tongs with a cloth.

“Uhhh give me a moment. It's hard to decide-“

“Not for me! Can I please have a hot dog?” Lady chimed in, as she approached. Standing beside the red demon.

Startled, Dante quickly pushed himself away from the counter and looked over at her in surprise.

“What? Thought you were the only one that was hungry?” Lady taunted with a sly smirk.

“No! I- uh…” The demon frantically stumbled for his words, caught completely off guard by her bluntness. All of a sudden, he turned in the direction of the chef and threw up two fingers. “I’ll have two of the Mega burgers please!”

“Sure. That’ll be 7.50.” The older man informed them. Swapping his hand so a holographic payment screen appeared in front of the pair.

Lady swiftly pulled her phone out of her skirt pocket and tapped it against the screen. A moment later a bright green “Payment Received” sign appeared and the hologram vanished into thin air. With a pleased nod, the chef quickly got to work putting two meat patties onto his grill, followed by frying the spongy, inner section of the buns.

“Two burgers, huh?” Lady asked curiously. Raising a playful eyebrow, as she crossed her arms.

“Well, one’s for Verge.” Dante explained, taking a glance over his shoulder at his stoic twin. Resting the back of his head against the supporting pillar with his eyes shut, seemingly in some sort of ‘meditation’. “The guy will never admit he’s hungry. But Eva would totally kill me if she thought he hadn’t been fed!"

“Are you sure he’s going to like it?” Lady questioned in an unsure tone. Leaning in closer to Dante, and keeping her voice low, and away from the prying ears of the nearby chef. “Your brother doesn’t seem like a guy whose taste palate would fit...this kind of place.”

“Nah! I’m sure he’ll be fine with it!” Dante reassured, waving his hand dismissively at the idea.

Lady still didn’t 100% agree with Dante’s assumption; her gut instinct screaming at her that this was a terrible idea. But who was she to argue when she’d only known his brother for around a day or so? Dante had known him his whole life. “If you say so then."

The two quickly fell into silence after that. The space left empty by their words was quickly filled by the satisfying sound of sizzling and spitting from the grill, and the low tunes of a rock song escaping out of the nearby radio. Their meals were coming close to being done, as the chef applied two slices of cheese over the meat and went to go and stuff the hot dog into a bun.

“Hey Lady…” Dante suddenly started to ask. His voice uncharacteristically soft in tone. Something that didn’t slip Lady’s notice, as she looked up at the boyish face hidden beneath that crimson hood of his. “What do you plan to do after me and Vergil leave?”

Well that certainly caught her off guard! At first, it seemed like such a strange thing for him to be asking. Part of her thought that they’d be together for a longer time yet. That even bringing up the idea that they would disband their small party seemed out of place at this moment. But, the more she thought about it, she started to realise where Dante was going with this.

Dante had found his brother, and by all means had completed the original mission he had set out for himself down here. It was only through Vergil’s intervention and insistence that they protect the true nature of their heritage that the boys were still here with her. Nothing more nothing less. And…well they were coming close to making that a reality.

Granted, they had about as much a clue as her when it came to predicting where or whether the next ‘leak’ would appear. It could just be that they would have to deal with this cultist and then everything would be fine. No more work would have to be done and the brother’s could return to their newly discovered mother for a heart to heart. That they would leave her, and she’d return to a mundane life without the thrill or adventure she had experienced over the last few days.

And if Lady had to be honest…she didn’t really want to go back to that.

A swell of anxiety started to curl in her stomach. She opened her mouth to speak, her breath heavy with conflicted emotion.

“Well…I’d probably just go back to working as a mercenary under Morrison. Don’t think much else would change really.” She answered honestly, with a small shrug.

Yet, a part of her couldn’t just leave it at that. A nagging sensation reminded her that things would change once he and his brother finally left. Maybe it was because of an overwhelming sense of sentimentality she’d grown to feel towards the demon. But Lady didn’t want him to think she wouldn’t care for his departure when it finally came. That she wasn’t thankful for what he’d done for her.

She leaned back against the trucks metal counter, letting out a small sigh, as she looked out into the distinct wistfully “But, you know....I think I’d miss your dumb ass. Things will be much less fun around here without you!”

“Who are you calling a dumb ass?” Dante whined in a jovial voice. He obviously wasn’t particularly offended by her slight jab, if that sly smile playing on his lips anything to go by. Lightheartedly poking her shoulder.

Lady couldn’t help but smile too, as she raised her hands in defence. “What? I’m just speaking the truth-“

“Alright you lovebirds! Meal's ready!” A deep voice from behind interrupted. At the sound, the pair quickly turned around. Finding the bearded chef standing directly behind them with a brown paper bag seeped with grease in one hand, and a cardboard container with a hotdog sticking out of it in the other.

Oh god! Not this again! Lady cursed in the back of her mind. Unable to save herself from the rush of heat flooding her cheeks with red, as she gingerly took the items off the man and quickly handed the paper bag over to Dante by shoving it at his chest. Head tilted down shamefully throughout. I’m never going to hear the end of this! Why does everything think just because we’re around the same age he’s my boyfriend! It's so infuriating-

“Thank you” She mumbled in a small voice to the chef. Cutting off her inner turmoil before it could rise to the surface. Keeping her cool as she ever so calmly grabbed Dante’s wrist and forcefully dragging him away from as fast as she could physically move. Which wasn’t that fast given that Dante was already briskly walking ahead of her, when they reached Vergil. Earning her a curious look from the blue demon, as he watched his twin seemingly lead her along. Dammit! She could only imagine what he was thinking! Stupid demons and their speed!

Without a second's hesitation, she quickly let go of Dante’s wrist. Letting Dante’s arm drop down limply, as she threw her hand up to her face and rubbed it tiredly. Trying to compose herself before all logical thought left her and she did something she’d regret. Well, if she hadn’t already. All Lady wanted to do was pray the ground would open up and swallow her whole right now!

Dante however, was completely obvious to this. Freed from her grasp, he swiftly wandered over to his nearby twin and pulled out a neatly wrapped burger, in a cream coloured napkin, out of the paper bag and presenting it to him proudly. "Bon Appetit, bro!”

Vergil looked down at the item in bemusement. As though he had not been expecting his brother to present him such a ‘gift’. Hesitantly, he reached out and gently took it from his brother’s hands. “You didn’t need to get me this, Dante. I’m not particularly famished right now.”

“Yeah yeah! Keep saying that to yourself!” Dante said disbelievingly, waving his brother off.

He pulled his burger out of the paper bag and quickly scrunched it up into a tight ball. Looking around for a bin, the red demon was lucky enough to spot one only a couple of meters away from the group. Never being one to pass up a challenge, Dante attempted to throw the scrunched up paper bag into bin’s open mouth at a startling speed. Sending it hurtling through the air and almost barely missing its target by a small margin, if not for the light breeze that had swept in to save the day. At the sound of the small metallic clank, made by the ball as it hit the inside of the steel container, Dante fist pumped in victory as he spun back around to face Vergil. Who was shaking his head in disapproval of his little brother’s antics.

“Come on! You can’t say that wasn’t cool!” Dante exclaimed passionately. Pointing at his grumpy brother’s person with a burger in hand.

“I see nothing ‘cool’ about littering, little brother.” Vergil said coldly. Not taking his eyes off his brother, as he unwrapped his meal with one hand. “If you had missed that shot, you would have to be the one to clear it up. Not me."

“But I didn’t miss, did I?” Dante pointed out, smugly. Vergil didn’t react to his retort however. His face remained cold and impassive, barely showing a hint of emotion as he glared at his twin. An invisible tension began to mount between the two of them. Rising up until it reached its breaking point, when Dante admitted defeat with a roll of his eyes. “Alright fine! By the way, Lady's the one who bought this meal for us. So might wanna thank her a little!”

“Wha-“ Lady blurted out at the mention of her name. Not expecting to be brought back into the conversation so abruptly. Dropping her hand and letting her vision focus, when she came to her senses, she found Vergil staring at her with an awkward smile. One that looked rather forced, uncomfortable, and….ok somewhat terrifying if she had to be honest!

“Thank you…..for this.” He said in a stilted voice. Seemingly trying his best to remain polite while obviously not caring much for what he was thanking her for, like a child who got a knock off toy for Christmas.

“Oh! Uh…no worries!” Lady said awkwardly. Trying her best not to wither under that unsettling smile of his. She glanced down at the hotdog in her hand and quickly took a small bite out of it. Gosh, it had been ages since she had one! She’d almost forgotten how good they were!

Wiping away a few small crumbs from her mouth with the back of her hand, she looked back up at the two dumbfounded brother’s awkwardly staring at her while she ate. “You guys going to start eating or not? This stuff’s going to get cold soon!” She exclaimed in a muffled voice, mouth filled with food.

Without another word, Dante quickly tore open the napkin covering his burger and began to dig into it. He let out a moan of pleasure as he ate, seemingly enjoying every bite with that blissful expression on his face. It always fascinated Lady how Dante could be so pleased by anything he ate. She honestly wouldn’t have taken him as a foodie to be honest. Expecting him to be a rebellious picky eater who could only enjoy fast food and would sustain himself on nothing else.

Ironically enough, however, that title seemingly went to his brother. Vergil had yet to touch his burger in the slightest. Instead, he had pulled back the burger's wrapping and bun ever so slightly, and awkwardly poked its inner contents with his finger and gave it a rigorous examination before it went anywhere near his mouth. It was obviously not a pleasant conclusion however, as a growing look of vile disgust formed on his fair features. His face twisting and distorting as though he was on the verge of throwing up, as he quickly pulled back his finger and hastily whipped it down with his napkin.

“Is this thing made out of rodent?” Vergil commented maybe a bit too loudly. Causing the food trucks chef peaked his head up in interest a few meters away.

“Uhhh...might wanna keep it down a little, Vergil!” Lady said in a hushed voice, chewing on her food. Catching sight of the man’s movements out of the corner of her eye. Worrying that the chef might kick them out of the area, the mercenary quickly spun back around to check on the older man. Thankfully, Lady was relieved to find, however, that the bearded chef sat back down in his truck, and was nodding his head to the beat of the radio.

“I’m not eating this.” The blue demon asserted coldly. He took a step forward. Moving to walk past his brother, as he headed towards the bin.

All of a sudden, he was stopped by a strong arm appearing in front of him and reaching out across his chest, blocking his way.

“Hold it right there, princess!” Dante said in a muffled voice. Stopping for a moment taking a bite out of his own burger. “Look, it's not that bad! In fact I think these burgers are pretty tasty! So I’m not sure what you're being a crybaby about bro! But, I’m not gonna let your waste a perfectly good meal-“ Dante reached out to his brother with open hand. “Hand it over if you don’t want it.”

Vergil slapped away his brother’s hand with a growl. “I’m not a crybaby, Dante! I just have standards for what I put into my body!” He paused for a moment, taking a deep, shaky breath. Looking down at the burger in his hand with a hard, determined glare, as though he was facing down a fearsome foe in combat. "This meal is mine, and mine alone. Not yours, little brother! If you wish for me to prove to you that I can eat it. Then I will! "

Finishing his dramatic monologue, and without a second's hesitation, Vergil bought the burger up to his mouth and slammed his teeth into it in one mighty, powerful bite. Sending a spray of sickly-sweet, bright red ketchup sauce flying out of the other end of the burger and into Dante’s face. Covering him with sauce like a tasty face paint.

“Pffffffff!” Lady burst out into roaring laughter at the comical sight. To which she was soon joined by Dante, seemingly completely uncaring for the ketchup splattered across his face as he chuckled. Ironic, as Vergil's regal face quickly turned the same bright red shade as his tomato covered brother’s, at their mocking. Deathly embarrassed, Vergil quickly turned away from the pair of them and stormed over to the nearby bin and slammed his burger inside.

As he walked back from the bin, Lady couldn’t help but feel bad for the blue demon. He was obviously trying to play off that he didn’t care about what had just transpired. His face marred with his usual stoic frigidity, icy eyes hard and lips pressed together in a firm line, actively schooling his features so that he looked emotionless. Yet, as the bright red blush slowly left his cheeks, he couldn’t hide the light, pink dusting covering his sharp cheekbones. It was both hilarious and endearing to see. Hell, Lady might even have gone as far as to say it was….cute.

Vergil walked back over to the pillar and picked his sword up off the ground, right next to the black laptop haphazardly leaning against the concrete structure. Held it close to his chest protectively, in his crossed arms, as he stubbornly gazed up at a futuristic, bullet-like train rumbling past overhead. Although, not loud enough to cover up the sound of a stomach growling in annoyance. Given that she and Dante had certainly eaten their fair share, by process of elimination it seemed Vergil was hungrier than he let on.

Taking pity on the young man, Lady awkwardly split off the untouched end of her hotdog, and strolled over to him. She coughed lightly to gain his attention, and when his fearsome gaze fell on her, she swiftly presented her peace offering with a soft smile. “Here, take half of mine.”

Vergil raised a curious, pale eyebrow at her offer from beneath his hood. Still looking uncomfortable at the idea of eating anything from the food truck. The brunette suspected that it was going to take a bit more convincing to get him to concede to her demands.

“I-uh...saw a jar of branded hotdog sausages in the van. So there shouldn’t be anything weird in it if you're worrying about that.“ She was reassured. Rubbing the back of her slim neck with her free hand.

At the news of the hotdog's authenticity, Vergil hesitantly took the uneaten half from Lady’s hand. A small smirk creeping onto his pinkish lips as he gazed down at the meal in his grasp. “Thank you, Lady.” He said in a soft voice. There was a hint of…something behind that tone, however. Something indecipherable to the mercenary.

She didn’t have time to question it too much though, as Dante walked over to the pair of them rubbing down his boyish face with the torn remains of his napkin. It seemed he’d done a successful job of clearing away much of the ketchup covering his face, however the odd spots still remained around his jawline and chin. Apparently only the top half of his face really counted when it came to cleaning himself.

“Hey, you doing alright bro?” Dante asked in a concerned voice, as he casually leaned back against the concrete pillar beside the blue demon. “Don’t worry too much about what happened. There’s a reason I wear red!”

“I thought it was because Eva got annoyed every time you came back from a mission covered in drenched in blood, dirt and god knows what else attaches itself to you.” Vergil pointed out, without missing a beat. Looking over at his twin with a fond, yet taunting gaze. Knocking Dante off guard for a brief second, before he quickly recovered.

“Heh…well I suppose that’s true! But this just proves it has other uses!” Dante lightly pat his twin on the shoulder affectionately. “Anyway, enjoy your meal bro! Let’s hope no special sauce leaks out of the other end this time!”

Dante winked at his brother with a cheeky grin as he finished talking. At first Vergil ignored him, moving to bite into his hotdog regardless. It was only after a second of processing what his twin had said, the cogs in his brain clicking into motion, that the young man realised what he was implying. His pale face quickly flushing with bright red once again. His sharp teeth just stopped shy from the hotdog's delicate bun, before slamming his mouth shut. Gritting his teeth together so tightly that his jaw began to shake.

The mercenary started to step backwards, already anticipating the ticking time bomb about to go off before her, as Vergil moved to click open Yamato’s blade with his free hand. A murderous glint in his blue eyes as he slowly tilted his head up and glared at his unassuming twin - still resting his hand on the blue demon’s shoulder. Toothy grin still etched into his features like he had been turned to stone.

I should probably get myself a soda! Lady thought to herself wisely. Breaking off in a sprint towards the food truck, the moment a flash of bright blue light sparked off behind her, out of the corner of her eye.

“DANTEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”

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#devil may cry #dmc #dante #vergil #dmc lady #dmc vergil #dmc dante #dante sparda #vergil sparda #dmc fanfic

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ravens-rambling · 4 years

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When Sea meets Land (Pt 2)

A/N: Let me know if you want to be tagged in future parts!

Part 1: https://ravens-rambling.tumblr.com/post/188772834733/when-sea-meets-land-pt-1

WC: 1,003

ships: none this time

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Note 32, November 1st

After my months of searching and researching, I’ve caught two of these species. However, they are much smaller then what I had previously thought. The smallest is around 3 inches and the tallest around 5 inches. My previous theory stated that this species would be the size of a normal seal, so I gathered equipment for subjects to be that size. However, they clearly aren't. I’ll have to rearrange my desk and equipment later on.

One other thing, these species make a lot of noise. They do a lot of barking, either at me or at each other. Which is to be suspected since seals tend to do so. However, when I get close to them they seem to stop which is interesting. Maybe they’re talking to each other somehow? I’ll have to check it out later.

As previously stated, I inquired that these species also doesn’t have any emotions. They are emotionless, and soulless, creatures that only hunt. Their sole purpose is to hunt for their daily meals. And that they eat meat both on land and in the water. There were plenty of stories saying that these creatures ‘shed’ their skins in order to walk on land. And their features were so horrifying that anybody who looked at their faces died immediately. And whoever died around them they would drag back to their cave in the ocean and eat them with their seal's servants.

However, these two…cried? The smallest one cried when I took the blood sample from them. And while I did the other barked louder and banged his tail against the glass. Do the babies have emotion then grow out of it? Do the parents only share emotion with their children but towards anything else they don’t?

I’ve finally got my answers to these months-long questions. And I’m only getting more questions. This is truly fascinating. Once I understand more about them and share this with the world, those lab scientists would rue the day they turned me down.

Note 33, November 1st

It is later in the day that I wrote the previous note. I’m studying their blood and genetic makeup. And it’s more complex then I realized it would be. I had previously inquired that it would be mostly made up of seal genes with some human ones which would make it easier for them to breathe on land. However, they actually have more human then seal.

This is quite a discovery. I wonder how this can be. Does that mean that they can move and breathe better on land? I’ll have to build some maze for them on land and see how well they can move and how smart they are.

Also, they seemed to have finally quieted down. It would appear that placing more towels on their tanks worked in making them quiet. Maybe it’s the sun reflecting down on them that gives them the energy to bark that much? I’ll find that out tomorrow, I’d assume.

When I checked in their tanks before writing this they both were laying on their stomachs at the bottom of said tanks. They didn’t appear to be moving and was…mourning? That can’t be right. I am not good at emotions after all. Maybe they were mourning their chances of eating me? These are very fascinating specimens, everything I learn about them is completely different then what I previously would’ve thought.

Note 34, November 2nd

Throughout the night I could hear small crying off and on. When I got up to see who it was I found that it was the smallest one, and he seemed to be asleep. That can't be right… Maybe he needs some 'thrill’ of a kill to satisfy him? He must be bored, I can think of no other reason why he’ll cry like that.

Also, that means that they’re diurnal like humans are. And something else to note is that the older one seemed to hum some tune while he slept. Maybe to lure in other seals to their nest to sleep? Or to calm his pup? Not sure.

I’m setting up their maze right now. Report soon.

Note 35, November 2nd

They performed better then what I expected. The previous stories I heard were right. When they 'shed' their skin they turn to a human-like form. And their skin turns into this thick coat that resembles their pelt. And that they do have whiskers on their human-like faces. However, nothing happened to be when I looked at the faces, that part much be the blown-out proportions story.

I first did a simple maze and they did flawlessly on that. Next, I did one that a seal could figure out, the smaller one had troubles with it a bit.

It would appear that he was too scared to even take a step at first. He even was shaking and trembling. And crying again. This one definitely uses crying as a defensive mechanism. But once I reached in and grabbed his snow-white coat that seemed to shake him out of his fear.

And something that I noticed. One, their coats are different. The smallest one was more like a poncho or a hoodie. It hid his face in the thick shiny material and it stopped at his knees. He seemed very content with it.

While the other one flowed behind him. And it was much bigger and puffier than the smaller one. I wonder why that is. Maybe the pup’s hasn’t grown into what an adult one is supposed to look like? Or maybe they’ll all different?

Also, another thing, once I took the smallest one's coat and told him to find the exit. He immediately did it. Before he was very hesitant about it and didn’t want to do it. But once I told him to, he simply did it. He had no hesitation in his movements.

Could the coat force these creatures to do whatever the owners say without any hesitation or fear? That could come in handy…

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Lab-grown meat could be on store shelves by 2022, thanks to Future Meat Technologies

Are consumers ready for meat grown in a lab?

Companies like Memphis Meats, Aleph Farms, Higher Steaks, Mosa Meat and Meatable are all trying to bring to supermarkets around the world meat made from cultivated animal cells, but the problem has always been the cost.

Now, Future Meat Technologies has raised $14 million in new financing to build its first pilot manufacturing facilities to bring the cost of production of a cell-made steak down to $10 per pound — or $4 if the meat is combined with plant-based meat substitutes.

The $10 price tag is a whole lot lower than the $50 target that experts from the Good Food Institute were talking about back in April of this year — and represents a significant cost reduction that makes lab-grown meat a potentially commercially viable option much sooner than anyone expected.

“With this investment, we’re thrilled to bring cultured meat from the lab to the factory floor and begin working with our industrial partners to bring our product to market,” said Rom Kshuk, the chief executive officer of Future Meat Technologies, in a statement. “We’re not only developing a global network of investors and advisors with expertise across the meat and ingredient supply chains, but also providing the company with sufficient runway to achieve commercially viable production costs within the next two years.”

Unlike its other competitors, Future Meat Technologies doesn’t have any interest in selling its products directly to consumers. Rather, the company wants to be the supplier of the hardware and cell lines that anyone would need to become a manufacturer of lab-grown meat.

In a way, it’s not much different to the approach that Tyson Foods — an investor in Future Meat through its venture capital arm — has taken with farmers. Tyson contracts with poultry farmers to raise the chickens that the company slaughters and processes, and provides them with the means to raise the chickens for slaughter.

Future Meat production tanks for meat and fat

The secret to Future Meat’s success is its use of undifferentiated fibroblast cells that can be triggered with small molecules to turn into either fat cells or muscle cells. Once the fat and muscle starts growing, they’re placed in a culture with a specific resin that removes waste materials that have been an impediment to growth at large scales, according to chief science officer and founder Yaakov Nahmias.

While Future Meat doesn’t rely on fetal bovine serum to grow its meat products, it does use small molecules derived from CHO cells (Chinese hamster ovaries), which are used in new medical research and drug manufacturing.

“We have a specific resin to remove the toxins from the media and that allows the cells to continue to grow,” says Nahmias. “It is essentially a new bioreactor design… you can increase the yield to 80%.. For every liter of medium you don’t get 100 grams of biomass you can get 800 grams of biomass… [and] you don’t talk about mega $100 million factories.”

Nahmias says using a refrigerator-sized bioreactor, a manufacturer could get about half a ton of meat and fat in about 14 days. In about one month, growers can make an amount of meat equivalent of two cows’ worth of meat (a cow takes about 12 to 18 months to raise for slaughter).

The former Hebrew University of Jerusalem professor first began thinking about the lab-grown meat business while on sabbatical. “It was at a Peet’s Coffee right next to the Charles River in Cambridge,” Nahmias recalled. “Somebody asked me what I thought about cultured meat… They asked me what I thought about it and I told them it was the stupidest idea I had ever heard in my entire life.”

Growing cells is expensive, Nahmias said at the time, and the fact that the organisms basically grow in their own excrement means that they can’t reproduce effectively to reach any kind of large scale. That’s when Nahmias had his “Eureka” moment. “You need cells that grow without any growth factor at all,” says Nahmias. “The only cells that can do that are the least differentiated cells, which are fibroblasts.”

With the new financing from investors — including S2G Ventures, a Chicago-based venture firm (and an early investor in Beyond Meat); Emerald Technology Ventures, a Swiss investment firm; Tyson Ventures (one of the most active strategic investors); and Bits x Bites (a Chinese investor in food and agriculture startups) — Future Meat can now test its business model and manufacturing capabilities at scale.

Future Meat leadership, Dr. Moria Shimoni, EVP of R&D; Yaakov Nahmias, CTO and founder; and Rom Kshuk, CEO

“You’re either growing fat or you’re growing muscle of a specific species,” says Nahmias. “Imagine a large truck going to that facility. [It’s] replacing the meat packing plant. From there the biomass goes through a process like extrusion. You can have thousands of these mass producing units. [It’s] going to a central facility where the meat comes out at the end. What we are doing is looking for parity and cost.”

For Nahmias, the fat’s the thing that brings the flavor for everything. “The fat gives you the aroma and the distinct flavor of meat,” says Nahmias. “This is the missing ingredient in Impossible Foods and Beyond Meat .”

Nahmias envisions products that are made using a combination of Future Meat’s lab-grown products and plant proteins that can approximate the full flavors of beef, chicken or lamb (all meats that the company says it is working with).

All Nahmias wants is for Future Meat to get to market; the founder doesn’t care whether that’s under Tyson’s brand or anyone else’s. “I want to be the largest company you’ve never heard of,” says Nahmias. “I want to make a product that is more sustainable and more cost-efficient, and is better for everybody.”

Like all of the other companies pursuing alternatives to animal husbandry, Future Meat, which was only founded last year, has a mission to reduce the environmental impact of meat eating. The company argues that its manufacturing model will reduce land use by 99% and emit 80% less greenhouse gas than traditional meat production.

“This continues our investment in Future Meat Technologies, which is focused on disruptive technologies related to our core business,” said Amy Tu, president of Tyson Ventures, in a statement. “We are broadening our exposure to alternative ways of producing protein to feed a growing world population.”

Ultimately the goal is getting to cost parity with regular beef. The company thinks a hybrid product could be $3 to $4, while the 100% biomass product would be roughly $10.

“We’re taking a yes and ‘Yes and’ as opposed to an either-or approach to the space,” says Matthew Walker, a managing director at S2G Ventures. “You will have animal-based meat, plant-based meat and you will have hybrid products. It’s more about the supply chain and the technological products that would bring this product to market. We think there’s room in the market for somebody to play that role.”

Nahmias and Kshuk think that’s the role Future Meat Technologies was born to play.

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Eaten Dramaturgy: Mamoru Iriguchi @ Edfringe 2017

Eaten by Mamoru Iriguchi at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe 2017

Mamoru Iriguchi, an award-winning performance artist, returns to Edinburgh Festival Fringe with ‘Eaten’, a new show for children (6+) about food, eating and being eaten.

What if your food started talking back? Meet Lionel the lion. He’s just eaten a human called Mamoru for lunch. Being very hungry, Lionel hasn’t chewed his food, so Mamoru is still alive and very well in his stomach, and now wants to say hello...

Donning a lion costume, Mamoru Iriguchi simultaneously plays the roles of the eater (Lionel the lion who dreams of being a vegetarian) and the eaten (Mamoru the human who loves meat). A Surrealist dialogue about food occurs between the predator and his prey, locked in one body.

What was the inspiration for this performance?

Since I was a child, I have always been interested in food chains. I often imagined what it was like to be eaten by another animal and felt absolutely terrified by it. But at the same time, I loved eating food: other animals, plants and fungi. This contradiction was the initial inspiration for ‘Eaten’ where I wanted to be “the eater” and “the eaten”, both at the same time, to go on a journey to find what eating and being eaten really mean.

The fact that we forget where our food comes from was another factor that drove me to develop this piece, particularly for a young audience. We should be more interested in what we are eating.

Is performance still a good space for the public discussion of ideas?

Absolutely: I cannot think of any other art form where artists and their spectators share the same space and time.

How did you become interested in making

performance?

I wanted my art to directly communicate with the audience who are present in the same space and time with myself.

Is there any particular approach to the making of the show?

This is the first show that I have made for young audience. Thanks to generous support from Imaginate and Lyra, we had an amazing opportunity to work with pupils from Niddrie Mill Primary School in Edinburgh. The collaboration with those young people influenced this work in so many levels.

I also felt it was crucial to work with a director who is familiar with performance for children as well as live art. As such, I am really excited that Eilidh MacAskill has been involved in that capacity.

Does the show fit with your usual productions?

I think that the piece is asking complex questions about food through a fun and bonkers theatrical language that is accessible for all.

What do you hope that the audience will experience?

I would like them (young audience in particular) to experience the complex world of ‘eating’. Food is life and death and everything in-between. If they get intrigued by the world of food and food chains and start to pay a close attention to what they eat, then that would be wonderful.

What strategies did you consider towards shaping this audience experience?

We have all-star cast when it comes to food. The eater, the eaten, the digester, the digested, the defecator and the defecated. And I am sure you’ll learn a fact or two you did not know before, whatever your age. Hopefully, everyone finds something in this show both entertaining and enlightening.

Occasionally interrupted by a haunting Conceptual Cow who represents all the cows eaten by Lionel or Mamoru in the past, the pair develops a firm friendship... until Mamoru gets totally digested. Lionel’s sorrow over the loss of his best friend, cannot last too long however, as Dr Poo emerges from his bottom with a triumphant fart.

With a surrealist and humorous storyline, Iriguchi – together with a co-performer Suzi Cunningham – invites children and grown-ups to the fascinating world around food: eating, being eaten, digesting, defecating and everything in-between and beyond, in nature and on our dining tables.

Project History: Eaten was conceived from Iriguchi’s concerns over the human relationship with food and nature today, as well as his interest in the significance of ‘being eaten’ that is so essential to driving the entire ecosystem, yet is often seen as failure.

By setting up an imaginative situation where the eater and the eaten talk to each other and become friends, Eaten playfully introduces the intricate mechanism of the food chain/web.

The piece then explores what it means to eat and to be eaten, what contribution these activities make to the ecosystem, and how humans have made themselves more and more detached from the actual process of producing food and, as such, are no longer aware of where their food comes from.

Eaten is packed with theatrical ideas and imaginative characters. It encourages young audiences and like- minded grownups to carefully examine what they eat and re-think their relationship with food and nature.

Supported by Creative Scotland, Imaginate, Dance Base, The Place, Lyra and Southbank Centre, Eaten has been developed through a number of work-in-progress sharings including WHY? Festival (Southbank Centre for 300 school pupils) and Imaginate Scratch (for producers and artists working with/for young audiences).

The team recently worked together with pupils from Niddrie Mill Primary School (Craigmillar, Edinburgh: facilitated by Lyra). The feedback from those opportunities made crucial contributions to the development of the project. The piece is to premiere this summer at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe.

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Message from Mamoru Iriguchi: We are delighted to premiere Eaten at the Fringe this summer. It is particularly exciting to bring the piece to Summerhall, an acclaimed venue that has been attracting a wide range of audiences who are after something new and thrilling. We look forward to many encounters with both families and theatre professionals from all over the world to share in this incredibly intriguing topic of food.

Eaten (Age Range: 6+) Venue: Summerhall: 1 Summerhall, Edinburgh EH9 1PL Time & Dates: 12:15, 2-27 August (except 7,14,21) Tickets: £8/£6 (Family & School discount available) Box Office: Summerhall: 0131 560 1580 | http://ift.tt/2v7EqBQ EdFringe: 0131 226 0026 | http://ift.tt/2w03kQh

Notes to Editors Mamoru Iriguchi is an award-winning Edinburgh-based performance maker and theatre designer with background in zoology. His performance works explore 2D and 3D, liveness and pre-recorded-ness, gender and sexuality, fairytales and evolution theories.

His pieces, including 4D Cinema (Autopsy Award winner/Chelsea Theatre + Frankfurt LAB co-commission), PAINKILLERS (The Yard NOW commission), One Man Show (The Place Prize commission), Projector/Conjector (selected for Aerowaves Spring Forward) were supported by organisations including Arts Council England, Artsadmin, National Theatre Studio, and The Place. They toured in the UK and internationally. He also makes intimate short pieces that have been shown at Tramway, Duckie, Tate Britain, ICA, and Wellcome Collection.

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Iriguchi’s theatre design work includes Mincemeat (Cardboard Citizens, Best Design, Evening Standard Theatre Awards), Gloria: A Pigtale (Bregenz Festival, Austria and Royal Opera House, London) and The Pink Bits (Mapping4D, Oxford Samuel Beckett Theatre Award).

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