Welcome to a book filled with gambling, laughter and lust with your favourite Skullgirls characters! Fighting your opponents are all fun and games, but we never get to see what goes on after going to the main menu leaving you still face-to-face with...
Surprise, surprise, you have been invited to the Grand Spectacular event at the Medici Casino, involving lots of money and entertainment stored in for every person, big and small! Tch, after that run-off with Cerebella and Black Dahlia, you weren't taking any chances... you're going anyway. You shared the announcement with your friends with the marked envelope as proof.
"Aww, do you really have to leave? It's owned by Sir Lorenzo and... " Nadia's voice trailed off. "I don't like seeing you get hurt." Yes, you did sustain some wounds during that fight. Almost lost an arm. But, apart from having a cut on your eye and a broken ankle, you're fine. I mean, behind the angry pouty face, you are sure that Cerebella is quite a damsel. In distress.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!" you beamed, holding onto Nadia's paws. "I'll have continue going. Just keep in mind that I will never forget you..." You then gave her a kiss on the forehead, packed your necessities and headed off, waving goodbye to the friends you'll never see again. You set off on another journey to the same place again, without any company. The streets were less busy now, only those egrets seemed to be on patrol everywhere. You guessed that the Skullgirl was going to show up on the night of that event. You went inside the company to see an empty place, with decorations stationed at every nook and cranny. Maybe they had to lock this place up specifically for the night event, you muttered to yourself as you took the elevator up to the owner's office. You were having cold feet, I mean, you just fought this guy like a few days ago. Well not really him, but his minions, but still. You knocked on the door, but it opened to reveal a slightly stressed Lorenzo, with loads of paperwork at his left and right. He looked up at you sternly, "Come, sit down, child."
"You were the incompetent imbecile that crashed into this organization, uninvited. I'll have you know that I could get you and that furry little friend of yours locked in jail for life for TRESPASSING!" He slammed his hand hard on the desk to emphasize his point but cools off. "But I won't. Why? Because..."
You are my grandson, (Y/N)."
G-G-GRANDSON?! You shrieked out loud. Oh my, you have Medici blood running through your veins. Wow. Just wow. Sir Lorenzo just chuckled to himself, then grabbed your collar and got personal. "The next time you, and which ever assistant you bring, disgrace this honorable organization again, I'll personally impale you on a rod and have you displayed in public as a lesson for any upcoming trespassers that tries to pull up that bs again. Do. you. understand?" His coarse breath was all in your face, and he pushed you back, back to his emotionless face. Pfft, puh-lease! You saw him cowardly waddle his way out of the fight last time, but you aren't taking any chances. You took your promise seriously and Sir Lorenzo then chuckled. "Well, how's it going, little champ?"
You were just flabbergasted. You didn't have anything to say, so Sir Lorenzo whipped out his laptop and printed out a VIP tag to attach to your envelope and gave you a hotel key in seconds. You merely accepted them and headed off. That was quick... Room 069? (haha funni joke not) On your way back, you saw posters hanged on the walls of every turn. You took a look at one of them.
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