GasMaskie
"Wait and Hope"
"Mmm, I guess I'm up now. I'm Takuma, an ordinary high school student from America. And erm, yeah, there's not really anything special about me now that I think about it." Takuma gave a big smile as he introduced himself. His partner remained conspicuously silent, perhaps he was silent from the hunger too? Mmm, must be nice to be able to excel at one thing, huh? The wistful thoughts floated around in his head as the group made their way into WiZ City's bazaar.
If anything, the market area felt like something out of a fantasy novel. All sorts of Digimon wore strange clothing from distant lands and others approached the group and attempted to peddle some miracle elixir called "Orochimon Oil". It was likely that it didn't come from an eight-headed snake but that didn't stop the blue-haired boy from almost buying some. Doru had to practically drag him along towards the large burger shaped restaurant that stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the Witchelny peddlers' stalls.
"Welcome to WcDonald's! What would you like?" A perky little Digimon stood behind the human-sized counter, likely standing upon a stool to handle the register. As Takuma gawked at the numerous choices listed on the lit-up menu board, Doru made his way in front of his Tamer and ordered a standard cheeseburger set with fries and a drink.
"Hrm, it's weird how we can understand what they're saying but their writing's totally different from anything on Earth. I wonder..." The young man flipped his Digivice open and brought the camera lens upwards. Soon enough, a new app loaded up in the second row. The Reader App rendered the DigiCode script in a language that was readable to the Tamer. He stepped up to the counter and ordered a WcFlurry. With food in hand, Takuma made his way to a large table where Doru was now scarfing down the burger.
"WcFlurry's are good right? The candies they put in it aren't as good as that stuff you had in that bag." Doru set down the half-consumed sandwich to finally speak. Takuma nodded eagerly as he dug into the dessert.The delight in his face was soon replaced with one of horror as he pat down his side.
-World Tree-
"Eh? What's this thing?" Beelzebumon brought the small plastic bag up to eye-level as he mulled around the entrance hall to Yggdrasill's chambers. Stuff transferred from the human world were rare commodities that rarely showed up in the bazaar. He rooted through the bag and pulled out a stick of something with the characters: "Deodorant" on them. Perhaps it was one of those distinct candies? The winged Digimon popped the cap off and bit a chunk of the odor-neutralizer off.
"GAAAAAAAAAHHH!" The mega-level Digimon fell to his knees, alternately retching and dry-heaving as he clawed at his tongue. He heard footstep and some light snickering. Beelzebumon's three green eyes narrowed as he brought his attention to Magnamon. Even if the their face was covered by the golden armor, he could still feel the intense smugness that came from the Royal Knight's gaze.
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"Dang, must have dropped it back at the castle. Meh, I'm sure one of those Knightmon guys will probably bring it to one of the Royal Knights for safekeeping." He swallowed a sweet-heavy spoonful of the dessert as the panic left his mind just as quickly as it came.
"I wonder why that little Burgermon didn't freak out at the sight of you. Then again, this is the bazaar. Digimon from other servers migrate here to sell their wares. It's likely they've seen tons of strange things." Doru wiped his mouth with a napkin as he waited for the rest of the group to order.
The Burgermon cashier was a Digimon who has seen a lot of shit in his time. Things that would break a lesser Digimon's mind and render them frothing at the mouth. And that's why the free smile he gave his customers was always coupled with a thousand-yard stare. Of course, not many would notice the despair in his gaze because of his beady little eyes. He was a particularly good at hiding his world-weary mind with a chipper voice.
If anything, the market area felt like something out of a fantasy novel. All sorts of Digimon wore strange clothing from distant lands and others approached the group and attempted to peddle some miracle elixir called "Orochimon Oil". It was likely that it didn't come from an eight-headed snake but that didn't stop the blue-haired boy from almost buying some. Doru had to practically drag him along towards the large burger shaped restaurant that stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the Witchelny peddlers' stalls.
"Welcome to WcDonald's! What would you like?" A perky little Digimon stood behind the human-sized counter, likely standing upon a stool to handle the register. As Takuma gawked at the numerous choices listed on the lit-up menu board, Doru made his way in front of his Tamer and ordered a standard cheeseburger set with fries and a drink.
"Hrm, it's weird how we can understand what they're saying but their writing's totally different from anything on Earth. I wonder..." The young man flipped his Digivice open and brought the camera lens upwards. Soon enough, a new app loaded up in the second row. The Reader App rendered the DigiCode script in a language that was readable to the Tamer. He stepped up to the counter and ordered a WcFlurry. With food in hand, Takuma made his way to a large table where Doru was now scarfing down the burger.
"WcFlurry's are good right? The candies they put in it aren't as good as that stuff you had in that bag." Doru set down the half-consumed sandwich to finally speak. Takuma nodded eagerly as he dug into the dessert.The delight in his face was soon replaced with one of horror as he pat down his side.
-World Tree-
"Eh? What's this thing?" Beelzebumon brought the small plastic bag up to eye-level as he mulled around the entrance hall to Yggdrasill's chambers. Stuff transferred from the human world were rare commodities that rarely showed up in the bazaar. He rooted through the bag and pulled out a stick of something with the characters: "Deodorant" on them. Perhaps it was one of those distinct candies? The winged Digimon popped the cap off and bit a chunk of the odor-neutralizer off.
"GAAAAAAAAAHHH!" The mega-level Digimon fell to his knees, alternately retching and dry-heaving as he clawed at his tongue. He heard footstep and some light snickering. Beelzebumon's three green eyes narrowed as he brought his attention to Magnamon. Even if the their face was covered by the golden armor, he could still feel the intense smugness that came from the Royal Knight's gaze.
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"Dang, must have dropped it back at the castle. Meh, I'm sure one of those Knightmon guys will probably bring it to one of the Royal Knights for safekeeping." He swallowed a sweet-heavy spoonful of the dessert as the panic left his mind just as quickly as it came.
"I wonder why that little Burgermon didn't freak out at the sight of you. Then again, this is the bazaar. Digimon from other servers migrate here to sell their wares. It's likely they've seen tons of strange things." Doru wiped his mouth with a napkin as he waited for the rest of the group to order.
The Burgermon cashier was a Digimon who has seen a lot of shit in his time. Things that would break a lesser Digimon's mind and render them frothing at the mouth. And that's why the free smile he gave his customers was always coupled with a thousand-yard stare. Of course, not many would notice the despair in his gaze because of his beady little eyes. He was a particularly good at hiding his world-weary mind with a chipper voice.