Climbing the Third Stair

This is another DMC drabble I did in response for the dailyprompt community. I regard it as interesting because I did it in first person. This is the second of two drabbles I've done in first person this month, and I'm now mulling the idea of doing a longer story in first-person in the near future. Before this month I've never written a story in first-person. (Well, aside from the pillow-book I did for the Second City box set, but I don't think writing a story in the form of a journal is quite the same thing.)

The other first-person drabble is an original, and is set in the Judgement Night world. I haven't decided if I should post it, as it touches on game events. I don't think it spoils anything, but as the writer and the GM I'm not sure I trust my judgement on things like that.

( the best kind of family reunion )

I probably sound slightly obsessed at this point (and that would be fair), but there are contributing factors to my DMC marathon. The biggest is that as I was training a new night baker last week my sleep cycle has been completely out of whack which cascades down into a brain that has trouble focusing on serious things. So I basically gave up, collected the cut scenes from all four Devil May Cry games, and watched them all. ( I ramble like a rose. )

There is a reboot of the DMC series in the works titled DmC:Devil May Cry, and I am already suspecting it may not interest me. I'm trying not to make snap judgments here, but I read on the internet (ha!) that in DmC:DMC Dante isn't half-human/half-demon, he's half-angel/half-demon and for me this guts the most interesting question the DMC stories raise: What makes us human? Dante inherited the strength and fighting prowess of his demon father, but more significantly he inherited Sparda's belief that the human ability to love others is an important thing. A story that doesn't involve that concept doesn't strike me as DMCish, and one that suggests that love is something only for angels repels.

All I want are the cut scenes to DMC3, so that I can gratify my shallow desires for white-haired, sword-wielding, demon-kicking booty. Is this really too much to ask for out of life?

Apparently, yes. I went to work (to be fair, I really did need more dried tarragon) so I could use the fast internet on my work computer to download a .flv file from Youtube. Copied it over to a USB drive, took it home, plugged it into my computer. Easy, right? Except...it won't open. Miro won't open it. QuickTime won't open it. VLC won't open it, and VLC is supposed to be able to open it! Whine!

Tomorrow over lunch I'll monkey around with things and try to figure out what is going wrong, but for now I'm just feeling annoyed. The next two weeks at work are going to be long, stressful, and exhausting, so I'd really appreciate it if the trivial things in my life were more cooperative.

On the brighter side, all of my currently-inked fountain pens are behaving themselves. And I've decided that PBAL's London is the rose scent I've been looking for. The scent description has some blather about twisted depravity that I'm just not smelling--it's just a nice clear tea rose on me. Does being unable to smell depravity make you pure or depraved? (Given my hots for Dante I think I could make an argument either way.)