DDRNGGin (2014-09-28 17:15:56)

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Here is a brand-new rendition of the DDR New Generation preview. Check it out!
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Years ago, I was born on the once prolific, rocky soil known as Earth. Immediately upon my birth, fatalistic images of bloodshed and eternal dysphoria plagued my mind.
Hades' eternal flames engulfed miles of the nonbelligerent stretch filled with thousands of denizens fleeing from their conflagrating habitations. The holocaust of the Underworld expelled its amber orange hands, forcibly dragging the weak, enervated individuals onto its brutal nightmare. Rapacious ravens, hawkish hyenas, and voracious wolves ruminating through the intestines of humanoid corpses that were as still as stone statues. Gallons of blood abdicated from the endless confinements of their chambers and onto the delicate, lime green grass. The crimson plasma also splattered on the beaks and muzzles of the primitive scavengers.
Thousands of valiantly armed conscripts in shining, silver armor raised their swords and averted their gaze towards the heartless assassins with the burning desire to asphyxiate the demons of the Underworld; unfortunately, the brave warriors were slaughtered. The daggers of the cold-blooded executioners pierced through the bosoms of thousands of chivalrous champions as hundreds of thousands of drops of blood escaped from the breathless fighters, bodies piling on the freezing ground.
Suddenly, the amber skies were shrouded in ceaseless crepuscle as a wraithlike figure appeared with an omnious aura surronding him. As said figure treaded through Hades' death pit, he pushed through his army of callous knights like thin sheets of paper gravitating through the gentle wind. The radiant eclipse exposed his shadowy appearance.
Many strands of his dirty blonde hair were melded into a clasped ponytail; however, a few miniscule pieces covered his guileless, white mask that covered half of his face. A ginormous scar, bearing the symbol of Zeus' lightning bolt, grazed his sapphire eye, stretching across his pale skin. A sleveless, forest green shirt covering his famished body. Made from the blood and poison of his victims, a cardinal, chartreuse cape lays across his back.
Suddenly, he released a weapon from his hands. Diminutive droplets of blood plummeted to the cracks of the Earth as copious crystals of water immensed Hades' vehement volcano. Abruptly, a flash of lightning emerged from the heavens above. A faint quiver of blue and white severed profusions of ebony gravel and piled onto the bloodless bodies.
"Nothing beats the sweet music of hundreds of voices screaming in unison," Kefka whispered as he grabbed the fragile heart of an abrogated warrior. "The end draws near...onto this wretched world. Embrace your destruction...it is the fate of all things!" As Kefka released a boisterous, inquitous laugh to the sky, he pulverized the warrior's heart with his cold, bare hands, blood dripping onto the crimson ground.
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Kefka and Final Fantasy VI belong to Squire Enix®.
Any and all Dance Dance Revolution characters belong to Konami®.

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