Digital Disaster

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Parasoul & Umbrella

"Hmm...I don't have much of a fond memory. When I was young, I was trained to become a warrior, one worthy of wielding my family heirloom and leading the kingdom known as Canopy. Although, I'll do admit of watching a certain kids show...secretly." Parasoul says "What about you?"

On the other hand, more Plotmon came by. The Dracomon owned by Umbrella is getting uneasy.

EldridSmith Crow ​

 

[Scatterbrain]

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SHERLOCK HOLMES
@Galacta Park, Kowloon Lv.1​

In the time that followed his supposed "death," Sherlock had fallen back on old habits. Without the company of Watson, Marcus or the Captain to fall back on, Sherlock had decided to reacquaint himself with his old friend, Angus. Angus, however, had proven rather ineffective so Sherlock quickly stopped talking to him. In the end, Sherlock had resorted to using an high end escort service in the hopes that it could provide some stimulation, if at least temporarily.

As the escorts caressed his body, Sherlock prayed for something, anything to ease the mind numbing boredom that threatened to consume his mind. There had been no interesting cases for the last several weeks so he was growing increasingly bored and frustrated.

That's when a strange cephalopod appeared at the other end of the room. The escorts, upon seeing the creature, ran away screaming leaving Sherlock alone. Sherlock had been bound to a chair, making escape difficult but he had no intentions of doing so anyway.

Finally something interesting, Sherlock thought to himself.

This strange creature and its sudden appearance fascinated him, so he simply sat there observing it, speculating, evaluating and coming to a myriad of possible conclusions. Suddenly, the cephalopod tentacles shot out, grabbing him and pulling him towards it as everything faded to black.

When he regained consciousness, Sherlock found himself floating through the air. As he gently floated towards the ground, Sherlock carefully observed his surroundings and by the time he landed, he had already made a multitude of deductions. However, the origins of the strange creature and the motive behind his abduction still eluded him.

Sherlock started his investigation by examining the scene of his arrival but that produced no meaningful leads. Sherlock decided to continue his investigation further in and so decided to follow the group as they explored the area, investigating as he went along and merely observing his companions and any interactions they had with the local inhabitants.

( Crow )​

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[Zerulu]

Archer was taken aback a bit when he heard Tenshi’s Pokémon speak, “Yours speak?” He looks back down at his rabid dog looking mon and back at her, “I think mines slightly broken.” The Gazimon growled slightly but stayed by his side. Archer shrugged slightly before pulling his flask off, unscrewing the top and taking a quick swing before gargling it, “Ghaghhaghgahhggg.” Then summilarily swallowing.

Just before Archer could tuck it back in he remembered his manners, extending his arm out with the flask, “Would ya like a sip?” He offered Tenshi

Crow BoltBeam

 

[BoltBeam]

• Post
• Digimon

• Tenshi Hinanawi|Non-Direct Contact
  
  
  
  
  

  “Yours speak?” He looks back down at his rabid dog looking mon and back at her, “I think mines slightly broken.”

  "It probably doesn't want to; the others we'd met up to this point have shown they're able to talk, though. Can't really say I blame them though - if I can be honest with you." Tenshi said to him calmly. Plotmon and Hawkmon looked down to Archer's Gazimon, being curious but restrained themselves from getting close - figuratively and literally, staying with Tenshi for now. It would be then that Archer offered a drink to Tenshi without prior warning apart from the bottle itself he seemed to have been drinking from the few times prior.
  

  “Would ya like a sip?”

  Tenshi seemed conflicted and began to think about it. 'Hmmm, let's see... He seems on and off in competence, but for the time being he seems pretty generous. I don't know if this will have any impact, nor do I drink back home - have mercy - so this better not get me in a bigger mess!' She thought to herself before clapping her head with both hands. "Ehhh, I guess." She said in a slight tone of worry, her Digimon looking at her like 'are you serious right now'. Tenshi would reach out to the flask and help herself to some from it - not a lot, and afterwards, hands it right back. Hawkmon and Plotmon immediately ceased physical contact with Tenshi, landing to her sides instead. "How fare you, boisterous lady?" Hawkmon asked her. "You are getting the dizziness?" It added, to which Tenshi just stood and stared. A short silence followed to which Plotmon just outright broke. "Don't get addicted!" Plotmon chimed in, causing Tenshi a little surprise as she managed to take in that which she tried. "Easy now - goodness! I'm fine, don't worry!" Tenshi assured her Digimon, though the concern they expressed was a bit of an alien feel and the drink probably wasn't a 100% safe idea.
  Details
  Link to CS: Here!
  Hex Code: #2969B0 (Tenshi), #FAC51C (Plotmon), #EB6B56 (Hawkmon)
  Status (physically): Fine
  Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine
  Powers: Earth manipulation
  Items: Sword of Hisou (formless and can see into spirits)
  Course of action: Digimon!
  
  Interactions: Zerulu
  Mentions: None
  Actually Nearby: Everyone
  In Group: No group

• Digimon (picture then species name)	Stage	Move 1	Move 2	Move 3
  Plotmon	Rookie	Sledge Dash	Holy Light 1	Heal
  Hawkmon	Rookie	Feather Slash	Wind Claw 1	Sonic Void 1

 

[Zerulu]

Archer took back the drink from her, not really understanding the worries from her Pokémon’s, “Jeez, your little Pokémon things are starting to sound like.... well, come to think of it everyone I know drinks.” He tucked the drink back into his shirt, “All it really is is just a Bloody Mary, you know, an all day type drink. Not to be confused with the All Day Drink.” He gave a smug smile as he looked down at his digimon, it’s expression staying grumpy as ever.

“Say, you given your Pokémon’s a name? I’ve named mine... Pokémon thing... you know, from those games and the show and everything.” Archer was never much for pop culture, he leaned more on the literature side of things.

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[BoltBeam]

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• Digimon

• Tenshi Hinanawi|Identities
  
  
  
  
  

  “Jeez, your little Pokémon things are starting to sound like.... well, come to think of it everyone I know drinks.” He tucked the drink back into his shirt, “All it really is is just a Bloody Mary, you know, an all day type drink. Not to be confused with the All Day Drink.”

  Tenshi chuckled, sighing as she understood the worries, but couldn't understand the long term reason as to 'why' they were worrying. "Fair enough..." She calmly savoured that which she tasted - wasn't half bad, actually. She shook herself as the lasting taste subsided, slapping herself to make sure nothing wrong was happening at the moment - yep, she's fiiine. "Never really understood the appeal to it myself, to be honest." She admitted, speaking of drinking - she never understood 'why' people drink, and now that she kinda just did, she's questioning it intensively.
  

  “Say, you given your Pokémon’s a name? I’ve named mine... Pokémon thing... you know, from those games and the show and everything.”

  Tenshi thought about it. "Mmmm, I don't think I have." Tenshi said honestly, glancing to Hawkmon and Plotmon who both shook their heads to reinforce that. "Yep, it's a no. Oh well." Tenshi laughed. "It's no problem, though. A name ain't too important. Speaking of, the heck is yours?" She asked casually, Hawkmon and Plotmon suddenly looking up and paying close attention to what's going on; they will not only learn the name of their 'boss', so to speak, but their colleague (or so it seems) - which may probably prove useful later.
  Details
  Link to CS: Here!
  Hex Code: #2969B0 (Tenshi), #FAC51C (Plotmon), #EB6B56 (Hawkmon)
  Status (physically): Fine
  Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine
  Powers: Earth manipulation
  Items: Sword of Hisou (formless and can see into spirits)
  Course of action: Digimon!
  
  Interactions: Zerulu
  Mentions: None
  Actually Nearby: Everyone
  In Group: No group

• Digimon (picture then species name)	Stage	Move 1	Move 2	Move 3
  Plotmon	Rookie	Sledge Dash	Holy Light 1	Heal
  Hawkmon	Rookie	Feather Slash	Wind Claw 1	Sonic Void 1

 

[Jeef_jones]

Progress was going swimingly! The wrench had been rotated against the nut once, twice and Wray had been about to go for the third time, the creaking of the mettalic beams or the incresingly shaking of wagon unnoticed, overpower by the sheer excitement of dismantling the ferris wheel in the first place. Humming to himself a tune he had heard on the radio earlier that day, the oblivious boy had continued working, taking the opportunity like an early christmas present.

That's when he heard a voice he didn't know yell something maybe at him, followed by a pull? Honestly, the tinkering teenager thought at first that he had got his suspenders hooked in a piece of junk again, so he had tried to pull back, waving his arms, and in consequence the iron tool, in the air as he desperately tried to get free and reach the nut once more, but to no avail. Looking back and seeing a man he didn't know being the cause had been rather unexpected...

"Kid do you know the tons of force that would fall onto you
if you were to unscrew that as you are now?"​

He blinked at the other, rust-copper gaze taking in first that this person wore an interesting cape, then the similar-looking toolbelt and only afterwards the statement that he had been told in some sort of panic. Wray blinked again and looked up, seeing... nothing. Just the same odd blue-ish grid from before, so he was... quite confused:

"Fall on me? But there's nothing above, silly, not even the sky... Just some kind of blueprint-like paper-dome thing~!"

, he had ended in sing-a-song laughing softly,

"Sooo, can you let go of me now, mister? I waaaaaaas kiiiinda in the middle of something...?"

“Hey- HEY you!! SMALL CHILD- WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!! STOP OR YOU’RE GONNA GET HURT!!"​

Annnd another one...
Wray immediately pouted while crossing his arms. Come oooon, what's with everyone telling him to stop with stuff today?? He glanced in the direction of the concerned lady and gave her the most honest answer he could think of:

"I'm dismantling the ferris wheel~!"

, loud and proud as if it was the biggest accomplishment of his life and maybe warranted getting praised for it,

"I wanna see what it looks like in pieces! And then I wanna look at the pieces and touch the pieces aaaaaand maybe make something with the pieces~! Something that's not a ferris wheel!"

"Why is everyone telling me I'm going to get hurt? A-are you threatening me or something...?"

, he alternated gazes between the man holding his suspenders and the woman with the lab coat, starting to get uneasy about the situation,

"Is there something that I should know about??"

"HEY! HEY KID! GET DOWN FROM THERE!" ​

Okay, now he was getting legitimately scared and slightly frustrated. Faint crackles of electricity would begin coming to life around him, like some kind of aura, as both his heartbeat and his gaze became rather erratic. No longer crossing his arms and holding at the wrench with both hands as if that object could keep him safe, the steampunk teenager would constantly look at the swarm of adults circling him with apprehension, unsure of what the truth of the situation even was.
He didn't want to move and he didn't know if he could trust these strangers, growing more and more unnerved the more he thought about everything. If the surrounding charge continued building up for too long, Kyr was getting electrocuted.

Under them, the structure continued to creak, even louder and more often now that Jesse was also on top of it, threatening to give out at any time.

Crow , Birb , Jeef_jones , thatguyinthestore , PolikShadowbliss​

"Fall on me? But there's nothing above, silly, not even the sky... Just some kind of blueprint-like paper-dome thing~!"

, he had ended in sing-a-song laughing softly,

"Sooo, can you let go of me now, mister? I waaaaaaas kiiiinda in the middle of something...?"

Kyr was still very concerned, especially at the answer the kid gave him, obviously he hasn't tried dismantling things while on top of something, Something could fall onto him while he fell with the whole thing!, and he was glad the other people were worried for Wray, but after the lady said her worries from under kyr's cloak there came his voice that started saying in a sort of metallic voice "Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep" He let go of the kid and he reached for the object that seemed to be some sort of small block like detector, with a sort of antenna at the top and a button on the center, it continued going beep in kyr's voice, he looked down at it, then at wray, then back at it "Listen kid, can't you hear how unstable this is becoming because your unscrewing it! if you really want to dismantle something I can give you something probably more safer to look at the pieces of, alright? but first we definitely need to get off of this thing before it breaks apart so that I can give you something neat, alright?" Kyr was interested why this kid was generating an electric current but that could wait until after they were not on the unstable ferris wheel
Interacting: Necessity4Fun Birb thatguyinthestore @
Mentions: Crow PolikShadowbliss

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

Lana felt bad that she was barely able to do anything during the fight. For someone as quick as here it was still hard for her to even keep up. She was at least glad Keri was okay. She heard the creature from earlier begin to talk to her as she turned around.
“Oh! I didn’t even realize I never mentioned my name!”
Lana held out one of her paws for a handshake as her smile only grew.
“The name’s Lana! It’s nice to meet you Grey!”
She wondered where Eric was, but she decided to look for him at some other time.

CocoaMarshmallow
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[EldridSmith]

"Well I have to explain why I can't answer this one. I never had a childhood, I was an experiment artificially matured to adulthood from day one. After that I was just fighting to survive their tests." Nik recounts. "Is it your turn or mine?" Nik inquires.

Mortis really didn't have much to comment on. "How about we play a game of tag while the humans talk?" He suggests.
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[Crow]

"Aaaaaayyyyyyyyy!!!" Plotmon says to Tenshi's Plotmon as it waved back.

"I don't feel like running too much now, gotta conserve my energy with these short legs on long distances," Plotmon says to Mortis. "you know, Hackmon like you are pretty rare. Only ever met one in my life."

BoltBeam EldridSmith Topless

Sherlock would find the location of a certain buzzing substitute Watson in the ruined Black Market area.

Scatterbrain​

 

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Parasoul & Umbrella

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. But why would they do that? For what purpose did your creators intend to do? This is something that I should not authorize." Parasoul felt so bad at what Nik had been through. Born from a test tube and forced to take several test to survive, Nik had but not a nice one.

On the other hand, the two Dracomon agrees to play tag while their owners converse...only for Umbrella to come in.

She came up to the group of Digimon, giving one of the Plotmon a pat to the head as she eyes on the two Dracomon. "Hmm...how should I name you two just so that I can differentiate with one another?" She says as she thinks of good names until she finally has it. "I know, I'll name Parasoul's 'Eroberung'." She says, which the Dracomon owned by said owner liked. "Sounds fancy enough for me." He says.

"As for mine, I'll call you...Tod!" She says to her own Dracomon, which he finds displeasure with the boring sounding name. "Could haft thought of somethin better, ya?" He asks.

EldridSmith Crow​

 

[Birb]

Cassandra Garrison

"Kid do you know the tons of force that would fall onto you
if you were to unscrew that as you are now?"​

To Cassandra's... well actually NOT to her surprise, there were others who were now surrounding the massive structure. The scientist looked up. It seemed this BRAINDEAD child wouldn't be coming down on his own.

"I'm dismantling the ferris wheel~!", loud and proud as if it was the biggest accomplishment of his life and maybe warranted getting praised for it, "I wanna see what it looks like in pieces! And then I wanna look at the pieces and touch the pieces aaaaaand maybe make something with the pieces~! Something that's not a ferris wheel!"

"Why is everyone telling me I'm going to get hurt? A-are you threatening me or something...?", he alternated gazes between the man holding his suspenders and the woman with the lab coat, starting to get uneasy about the situation, "Is there something that I should know about??"

"You have got to be shitting me..... BECAUSE THE DAMN THING'S GONNA FALL APART!!!"

Okay, now he was getting legitimately scared and slightly frustrated. Faint crackles of electricity would begin coming to life around him, like some kind of aura, as both his heartbeat and his gaze became rather erratic. No longer crossing his arms and holding at the wrench with both hands as if that object could keep him safe, the steampunk teenager would constantly look at the swarm of adults circling him with apprehension, unsure of what the truth of the situation even was.
He didn't want to move and he didn't know if he could trust these strangers, growing more and more unnerved the more he thought about everything. If the surrounding charge continued building up for too long, Kyr was getting electrocuted.

Under them, the structure continued to creak, even louder and more often now that Jesse was also on top of it, threatening to give out at any time.

Cassandra tugged at her hair a bit, and opened the flap to her bag, unsure of what else to do. Instantly, a whole squad of tiny robots, identical to the one who had scaled the ferris wheel, popped out. Each one of them began following the same path up the structure, towards the boy. The one nearest to the boy jumped up and swiped the wrench out of his hand.


"N-NOW JUST CALM DOWN!! Stay RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE!!"

One by one, the small robots made their way up to the child. Instantly, they began going to every screw he had undone, and put them back in place.

"N-NOW- WHAT WAS YOUR NAME?"

Crow Necessity4Fun Jeef_jones thatguyinthestore PolikShadowbliss

 

[EldridSmith]

"I'm not from this universe Parasoul. I'm a clone of my creator the ruler of Latveria Dr. Doom. I'll explain everything about this when we're alone... Anyways since you don't have a favorite childhood memory do you have a favorite memory?"

"Well as long as you're going to play!" He happily responds the thr plotmon, though just shrugging when his rarity was mentioned. He never thought about it and he didn't really plan on thinking about it either. Upon hearing the name Tod was given Mortis couldn't help but laugh as he pounced on Tod. "You're it TOD." He said while running off laughing.
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[Crow]

"He- hey..." Plotmon says in response to being petted, then proceeds to climb Umbrella until it reached the top of her hat. "Well, I'm staying where none will tag me, simple as that."

"Tokomon want to play!" the hovering puffy ball known as Tokomon, who was beside Lyle a while ago, hovered towards the small group of Dragon Digimon.

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[PolikShadowbliss]

Sarah Kinkle.

Sarah did not usually partake in idiotic ventures or moronic misadventures. So when the fighting was suddenly over, a fight that was apparently over just as she arrived, she was already done with this bullshit. The playground. This world. She stopped paying attention to the people that had rescued them a long time ago. She had little to no interest in these digimon, let alone this world. She just wanted to go back to the bloody Cape and just relax, maybe go on a few voluntary missions. Not an involuntary mission such as this. She was walking away when something poked her. She immediately looked down and saw to her dismay that she had attracted one of these things. A Snow White dinosaur thing was poking her in the leg. When she looked down, it looked up and made a cooing sound.

”I’m not interested. Shoo!”

She walked away but the dinosaur followed on her heels like a puppy.

”I said. Shoo!” The dinosaur cocked its head and made a low roar at her.

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

"Unfortunately, no. I'll do say that I've went a similar rough path as you are. I don't know if it is more or less worse than yours because...it involved my loved ones."

"Hey! Haha..." Umbrella laughed when the Plotmon she had petted climbed up to her head. When Tod was declared it, he immediately went after Mortis. Eroberung quickly latch on Umbrella's back for the same reason.

Crow EldridSmith ​

 

[EldridSmith]

Nik scratched his head at this. Even though she had a sister she didn't have any favorite memories... he only had one which was when he escaped as made it to America. "I see... Well it's your turn for questions..." He replied scratching his head. He had no romantic experience to draw from, even from Doom's memories since he sacrificed his only love for the best Doom armor from a deal with a demon.

Mortis called back to the Tokomon: "Sure you can join!" He said while running back towards the group of pixelmon making it so Tod might accidentally tag one of them if he wasn't careful. "Come on Tod you need to be faster than that!"
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[marc122]

Yang Xiao Long & Yangaling
(When the incomplete draft erases the post you worked hard on)

Yang stood near the defeated Hackers, heavily breathing as her Aura disengaged and her gauntlets changed form back into that of "bracelets". She had been chipping away at the Hackers and their hijacked Digimon one-by-one, piece-by-piece, strike-by-strike, no matter if she had known their motives or not. Eventually, that had come to head with their first victory, no matter how insignificant it, and/or the fight itself, may be. However, while their victory was, indeed, earned, Yang still had reservations: What place is this? What does this whole thing have to do with her? What’s the rest of the world like? And most importantly, why was she here?

The person whom had arrived, though, gave some clues as to what this world of Digimon was like, at least from her perspective. However, the newcomer did not just show up; he showed up with a hulking mech of a Digimon, apparently living and breathing on its own. Already was the Huntress-in-Training starting to draw comparisons; Zaxon supposedly was like the Atlesian military, especially with the white coat Yuugo wore and the resemblance the mech Digimon bore towards the Atlesian Paladin she chased a while ago quite some. As she turned to face the new perp, Yuugo, she had learned a few things in the process; apparently the guys they faced against were the Demon Hackers, who had gained control of the Digimon through unknown means. Then, the man handed the group what appeared to be a URL; a somewhat pixellated piece of text glowing blue, that he said could be accessed with circular pads.

Before she could ask the Zaxon operative the questions she still beared, Hotaru approached her and introduced herself, proceeding to compliment her strength. She was inclined to compliment her powers, too; Although she was no Weiss, especially without the Glyphs and Myrtenater, she reminded her of the heiress with her ice powers. That "floating ghost" right beside her, which could do the work Myrtenater and Weiss's Glyphs did, was something she thought she had never seen before. How did she get that, somehow? Nonetheless, she turned around and listened to her, before coming up with a response of her own.

"Why, thank you, Hotaru! Your ice powers do look promising. And sure, why not? I'm Yang, by the way."

As Yang was still chatting with Hotaru, she and the new teammate were interrupted by an adventurer, who happened to know someone she knew. Or rather, someone she was teammates with in Team RWBY, back at Beacon Academy. The moment Lyle mentioned Blake's name, suddenly she was bewildered, and shocked that he, someone from a different world, would know the brooding cat-eared Faunus. There was a chance that he personally knew Blake, too; to her, if he had, it would be even more shocking to the Huntress-in-Training, who has spent all her life in Remnant up until just esrlier. She wanted to know.

"Wait. A second."

Yang turned around to face Lyle, who had been pointing at her and Hotaru earlier. Her face was that of big surprise; her eyes were widened, eyebrows raised, and her jaw was on the verge of dropping.

"You...know...Blake Belladonna of Team RWBY, the very same team I'm on? And yet, you're not from Remnant at all."

Numerous thoughts flooded her mind as she tried to process this awkward exchange; how did this stranger know her? Was it through pure coincidence, or was he some sort of hitman out for her? Why did he think pointing out her teammate and Hotaru's friend's name was important? As soon as she realized the group was already starting to make their way out of the Beyond Area, Yang snapped out of it. She raised her hands, bowing her head down a bit, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. Finally, she apologized,

"I—I'm sorry, I—"

Mid-speech, Yang started to walk away, prompting Hotaru to come with her.

"I need some time to think. C'mon, Hotaru."

- - - - -​

(TO BE CONTINUED, YANG GOES TO BLACK MARKET AND SNUGGLES YANGALANG THE AGUMON)

Crow (GM)
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[GinkyGotBack]

Johnny Test & AGUMON
Interacting with:
Crow (GM)

"Blah, blah, blah," said Johnny in response to the ghost dude explaining what Digimon are. "Just tell us how to go home, alright? My dad's making a meatloaf and as much as I'd hate to actually eat it, I'll get grounded for a month if I skip out on another dinner." Although Johnny had to admit, these Digimon things were pretty cool. Even if his AGUMON was a little strange. He would have loved to have taken one back with him to show all the kids at school. There would be no chance of Bumper messing with him as long as he had one of these things around.

As the boy thought about all of that, he began impatiently tapping his foot as the ghost guy kept rambling on and on about Digimon. All Johnny knew was that they were talking animals and they could shoot things like fire and stuff from their mouths. What else was there to know? Finally, the guy mentioned that you could log off from someplace called Kowloon. Dumb name.

"So, we just have to go to this Kowloon place and 'log out'," Johnny began air quoting, "and then we can go home right? Okay, so which way do we go?" All the while, Johnny's Agumon had been standing behind him, drooling dangerously close to his hair. Not wanting to get slimed on, Johnny took a few tentative steps away from the dino Digimon, only for it to mimic him and get even closer. "Also, why is my Digimon so... Dumb? Did he get digi-dropped on his digi-head or something as a digi-baby?"​

 

[FoolsErin]

Luka Redgrave and Liollmon

Status: big oof
Interactions: GM ( Crow ), Charlotte ( L3n )
Mentions: Ochaco ( X-Fic )
(Sorry for the rushed post last night, I was in a hurry and also exhausted.)


”Excuse me?” I irritably asked the tiny demanding lion cub—not something I was expecting to even think about speaking to today, if this whole thing hasn’t been a very bizarre lucid dream, then this’ll be a hell of a story—not as willing to accept the creature’s demands as much as it wanted to throw them at me. Unfortunately, cats, and by extension cat-looking things, aren’t exactly a huge fan of being said no to.

“Oh, you don’t get what’s happening here, do you? If you don't do what I ask, I’ll make you.” The Digimon sneered, flexing his paws in a way that could’ve been intimidating had he not been a small lion club. “And let’s just say I can do much worse than claws. So let’s try again, shall we? You’re my trainer now, and you’re going to put me on your shoulders.”

I took a good look around the remains of the marketplace. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying the company of the cutesy little things—Digimon I’m pretty sure I heard that freaky pale dude say—meanwhile here I was being threatened by the tiny sociopath that’d chosen me. Yea, some of the others had Digimon who couldn’t talk, and I guess that’s disappointing and all that, but I think it’d be a blessing compared to this bullshit. Laughing nervously, I carefully scooped the little guy up and put him on my shoulder as he so demanded. He settled himself on my shoulders like a boa on some overdressed lady from a couple decades ago. He was right that he could fit on my shoulders, but he had failed to mention that he certainly wasn’t the runt of his...litter? Did Digimon have litters? How were Digimon made anyways? Eh, that’s a question worth jotting down for later. That aside, he wasn’t the lightest feather. Though, I didn’t mention this to the Digimon at all. If denying a simple request was enough to bust out the threats, I don’t want to imagine how insulting him would go.

With the Liollmon now in a comfortable position on the man’s shoulders, he only had one more request. “Oh, and one more thing. I am a Liollmon, so I expect to be referred to as such. No cutesy ‘Lio’ or ‘Leo’ for me, no thank you.” He murmured, letting out a tired sounding yawn, “I’m not particularly interested in your name, either, so don’t expect anything more than ‘Trainer’ from me. Good? Good.” He sighed at last, finishing with a dismissive flick of his ear before closing his eyes in an attempt to drift back to sleep.


So this little guy I’ve been burdened with is a Liollmon, huh? Reminds me of another little brat whose name started with an L, but that’s a story for another day. Nervously giving the little guy one last glance, I silently hoped that my face would be in tact by the time this whole shebang was over. Everyone who’d already been paired with a Digimon—either their choice or the creature’s—seemed to be socializing amongst themselves until...what? That I‘m not sure sure, but I don’t think standing around waiting for something to happen is the best way to pass the time. I scanned the crowd to see if there was anyone at all I recognized from home to no avail, then noticed her. Blonde hair, elegant pink dress, red lips. Hel-lo, she was something. Time for old ladies man Luka to make a move. I began made my way over, but Lady Luck hadn’t exactly decided remain on my side today. Unfortunately for me, I managed to trip over something, sending little Liollmon off my shoulders and me to the ground. Oh fuck, this was off to a bad start.

 

[Crow]

"Tokomon and I have been hanging around Kowloon a good while," Plotmon says to Johnny as it sits on Umbrella's hat, "you'll be fine with navigating on your first try as long as you've got us."

"Do you intend to request for a replacement, intending to match great skill with great tools, or do you work with what you have, to prove that no matter what is given to you, it can reach its greatest potential?" the ghostly person, upon hearing Johnny call his Digimon 'dumb' or imply that it was defective, asks him, bending down to meet him at face level. "I've seen plenty who would go for the former. It is natural and logical to the eyes of these plenty. What's natural and logical to you?"

GinkyGotBack​

 

[GinkyGotBack]

Johnny Test & AGUMON
Interacting with:
Crow (GM)
Mentioning:
Topless (Umbrella)

"What's 'natural' and 'logical' to me is going home! I've been stuck in places like this before and it was L-A-M-E, lame! I don't care if my Digimon has problems or whatever, he can do whatever he wants. He seemed to be doing... 'fine' all on his own. He certainly doesn't need me to tell him what to do. I just want to go home and play some videogames or watch TV or go outside and play some baseball! I don't want to waste my time here having giant robots and monsters made of fire attacking me! I get enough of that back home as it is!"

Johnny turned to Plotmon who was sitting on Umbrella's hat all comfy. "Lead the way, Dogmon! I need to go home before more giant monster things come and try to kill us! Chop chop!"​

 

[Crow]

"So you have made a decision, very well then," the ghostly person rises from his position. "have a safe trip home."

"We're not leaving without everyone," Plotmon says to Johnny. "Plus we'll be safe in this Forum."

GinkyGotBack​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

• Jesse Pinkman
• John Marston

• Jesse couldn't help but roll his eyes as the kid refused to listen to anything he or the others were saying. Did he not realize that he was about two seconds way from falling and being crushed entirely by this unstable ferris wheel? Well, Jesse had no intention on finding out what this kid's insides looked like on the outside, or his for that matter. As it continued to shake and creek beneath their feet, Jesse could see the rubble gradually collapse and fall to the ground beneath his feet.
  
  "Goddammit..." The meth dealer cursed under his breath as he watched the kid across from him refusing to leave the rickety ferris wheel. Even with the addition of the tiny robots screwing back in what he had undone, Jesse could tell that this thing was bound to collapse at any moment. But, Jesse didn't have time to argue with the dumbass in question who deployed those robots, because this kid's life was in danger. And Jesse would be damned if he was going to let any children get hurt here. So, with a loud sigh, Jesse took in a large inhale, crouched down. and then LEAPED upward! Pushing all his weight forward allowed Jesse to effectively wrap his arm around the kid's waist, subsequently pulling him down off the ferris wheel. He would then turn and pulled the kid on top of his chest, so Jesse would take the brunt of the fall.
  
  "OOF!!"
  
  
  
  
  
  "J-just gimme a minute, yo..." Jesse groaned out in pain as he allowed Wray to get off of him. Meanwhile, he was sure that he had shattered a few bones from that stunt and probably ruptured a few internal organs. At least the kid was safe, though.
  
  Birb Necessity4Fun Crow Jeef_jones
  
• 
  John would only nod in response to the strange man in white as he explained his desires further. He... vaguely understood what he meant by it, but at the same time, he was honestly too drained, both physically and mentally, already to even really question what he was saying. However, his other words about his new Digimon partner did garner some form of verbal response from the lone gunman.
  
  "The first thing I wanna do is learn how to shut this damn thing up. Is there some kinda... lever or something I can pull on it?" John asked, half-joking, but at the same time, if there was any real advice that he could be given, it could be assumed that it would be greatly appreciated.
  
  "Yeah, well up yours too, pal!" The Biyomon shouted in response to John as he threw his wing up into the air. It could be assumed that this was probably some other familiar obscene gesture, but due to his lack of a middle finger (or any fingers, for that matter), he would sadly be unable to pull off such a feat. Both of their attention would then be directed back towards Lottie and her Digimon.
  
  "That's alright, Miss. Your safety is more important than you helpin' out in a fight." John replied, and it was true. The safety of women and children was always put above the safety of his own self. That was how he'd been brought up and raised. Such ideals were instilled into him as well as many other boys from his time, including those who rode with him during his time in the Van Der Linde Gang. John then smiled as he glanced down to Lottie's Digimon, nodding slowly as she introduced him to it, and then subsequently accused it of being broken. He cocked a brow at this, unsure of how to react, especially when she started to violently shake her digital partner. "Uhhh... I ain't quite sure that's how them things work, Miss." To lighten the mood, however, John's look of mild confusion would transition into a smile. "I wouldn't mind tradin' with your's however since mine seems to have the opposite issue. Whereas your's refuses to talk, mine refuses NOT to talk."
  
  "Yeah, yeah," The bird Digimon replied again as it proceeded to wave off John's words yet again. It adjusted its stance on his shoulder to properly face Lottie. "Well, I'm a Biyomon. I mostly enjoy eatin' tropical fruits and the like. Gotta stay in shape, ya know?" It asked as it lifted its wings, flexing its non-existent muscles. "I know, I know, they're the most impressive biceps you've ever seen. Ain't no need to tell me." It bragged, before pausing mid-brag to address Lottie's other statement. "...nnnno. Keep your filthy humie fingers away from my beak," He said, before hopping right off of John's shoulder and flying right on down to Lottie's currently spit-covered Digimon, which he would of course promptly ignore. Instead, it would not-so-subtly drape a wing around its shoulder, pulling it in close to him. "You on the other hand can give me whatever ya want. Ya got a name, dollface?" It asked as it began to bounce its eyebrows up and down.
  
  Gross.
  
  Meanwhile, John's ears would perk as Lottie introduced her name properly. "Oh, with all the commotion I never properly introduced myself, Miss." He said, before tipping his hat in Lottie's direction in greeting. He would have shaken her hand, but John knew that offering to shake a woman's hand first was impolite. So, hat-tip it was. "John Marston. Pleased to finally properly be introduced." He said, a nostalgic smile seeming to replace the simple polite one he was already wearing. "You know, Miss, your name is awfully similar to a woman I used to know. Her name was... Charlotte Balfour, from what I can recall. I didn't know her myself, but an old friend of mine did. His name was Arthur. From what I could tell from the various readings of his journal, she was an old lover of his, lost due to a various array of issues that really ain't my business to tell." John would pause and nod a bit, his face turning red as his expression turned to a solemn, distanced smile. "He died saving my life. I don't talk about 'im much, but I think about him quite often."
  
  L3n Crow

 

[Veradana]

Hotaru smiled at Yang. Hopefully they’d be reliable teammates for each other. She’d have to explain the specifics of Erinyes’s abilities before they got into another fight; it would be bad if she tried to communicate with Yang during a battle and it startled her into getting hurt. Persona itself wasn’t something Hotaru understood very well, but hopefully she’d come up with the right words to describe it if Yang asked.

“Ah, no, no,” she blushed at Yang’s compliments, “fighting’s really not my strong suit, but thank you. I appreciate it.”

It was then that the blue-haired man stumbled up to them, acting even creepier than before. The fight must have taken a lot out of him. Hotaru froze up and just stared at him as he tried to mumbled something at them.

Oh! Oh…, this must be the Lyle Walt that Takemi-senpai had mentioned. How had she described him? A reckless idiot who shot first and asked questions later? Someone who’d abandon his own mother if she got in the way of his goals? Yeah, that followed from what she’d seen of him in the fight. He was clearly the sort of person who you shouldn’t get involved with too deeply, whether or not he was temporarily on your side.

Yang had the right idea, and Hotaru hurried after her, barley glancing back to make sure that Lyle didn’t keel over or something. He’d probably be fine.

The sight that greeted them when they went through the portal wasn’t exactly promising. The whole place looked like a bomb had gone off. Shattered cages littered the area. A bunch of monsters were wandering around, some accompanied by the people who she’d seen wandering the park. Hotaru didn’t stray too far from Yang.

They were apparently supposed to pick out a digimon for themselves from the ones walking around, but that seemed so cold. The ones they’d fought back then had said that they’d teamed up with their humans willingly, but then what sort of place was this? Did they just have a bunch of digimon living here who wanted to join with humans, or something? Hotaru suddenly felt something as she’d gotten caught on a stray bit of once of the cages, and she looked down to see what it was.

A small, rabbit-like digimon was tugging at her clothes. Hotaru reached down and started petting the creature’s head, who then proceeded to stretch up into Hotaru’s touch. Just like Yuzuki-san did that one time, Hotaru smiled at the comparison, not sure whether or not it was really flattering.

“I’m…I’m Lunamon,” the digimon said, looking up at her with its large eyes. “Can I go with you? You seem nice.”

“Yes!” Hotaru said a little too quickly. “So, is Lunamon your name? I’m sorry, I’m a little new to all this.”

“Hm?” Lunamon tilted her head, “I don’t get it. I’m a Lunamon, and I am Lunamon.”

“Well, my name is Hotaru, but I’m a human,” ‘or would that be hummon?’ Hotaru immediately thought, in Takemi-senpai’s voice. “umm, anyway, do you want a name like mine?”

“yeah, yeah,” Lunamon nodded, “Can I have one?”

“I’ll have to think of one that’s as cute as you are, but I’ll be sure to tell you as soon as I do. Okay?”

Lunamon nodded again, and clamoured into Hotaru’s arms.


Crow
marc122
Damafaud (sorry, Lyle isn't very popular anymore)
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