<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">May and held it out, "Hey, kiddo. You dropped this." She smiled, "Don't let 'em get to ya, okay? They're just jealous, you know?" She knelt to be at May's height, and carefully pinned the medal on her. She mussed the kid's hair playfully and grinned. "Cheer up, okay?" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Thanks" May said, giving a weak smile and wiping the tears from her eyes as the kind woman walked away.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Then, the activity pasted as the group skated on, terrorizing another section of the desktop. With time the lines of glowing colors that matched the riders faded, the bomb however stuck around like many of the other grafs the punks laid.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The security guards were in uproar as usual from the display that Dillon and his friends put on, May was thoroughly entertained, then again, anything that broke the usual monotony of the desktop was a welcome sight. She had tried to sneak into their game several times before but was always thwarted. "They're getting a new DLC tomorrow, I sure hope the new Sky King will reign in the little terrors." one of the guards said to another.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">his critter jumping down and sitting in front of May as it tilted its head "Pi?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>As the creature approached her May eyed it curiously, "What's your name little guy?" she asked.<br/>Normally Yokaimon weren't allowed in the Desktop but the guards made an exception with Crimson because of his reputation. Something which the other trainers viewed with a bit of jealousy.<br/><br/>As midnight approached the bar suddenly became a lot more crowded. "Congratulations on a new game! Devil May Care III, the Wrath of Dracula has just been announced, this makes the series a trilogy, and you know what that means! Drinks on the house!"<br/>"Hey, Azaziel, what say we celebrate with some blood?!" Damien exclaimed.<br/>"What kind?" Azaziel asked.<br/>"I dunno, how bout B positive?" Damien suggested.<br/>"Deer or Cattle?" Azaziel asked.<br/>"Human, you mean to tell me you haven't had human?" Damien asked.<br/>"I'm programmed to have more value in human life, just my nature I guess..." Azaziel replied.<br/>"Yeah...vampires who don't drink human blood, next you're gonna tell me vampires sparkle!" Damien teased.<br/>"Oh alright, I'll try it..." Azaziel took a glass and Damien poured them both a drink.<br/><br/>Suddenly a few generic female villagers from one of the games began screaming at the door.<br/>It was Pitfall Harry, the legend himself. Nobody knew how he had not gotten deleted, when there were no games with him since the 70's, unless you count that crappy knockoff from the early 90's which was actually Harry's disowned son, Harry Jr. Some said Pitfall Harry went back in time and reprogrammed himself, but that was all myth and legend.