Digital Disaster

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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="lovePage pageTwo"] [div class="pageTwoText"] [div class="loveHeader"]lottie[/div] [div class="loveSubheader"]fan[/div] “But I don’t mind gettin’ my hands dirty if it’s necessary.” buzzed in Lotties head for a bit. After pausing for a second she pulled out a fan from out of nowhere and began to fan herself, her cheeks noticeably pinker. “OkAy,”her voice squeaked as she looked everywhere but her cowboy. That effect wore off at the mention of being in a gang, and her normal energetic self came back.. till he smirked. Needless to say she went back to fanning herself.

She blinked at the slight uncomfortable tone he took up regarding the two Digimon interacting. “You seem as out of place as the lost egg last Easter,”she commented, “Are you okay? If ya don’t wanna talk about them that’s fine, sugar!”she reassured as she slipped her fan back away to god who knows where.

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[Crow]

"Nakano Broadway, First Floor. You'll see it when you see it.

Also, I would suggest you preserve your energies for other matters. It seems that you will require it."

Mirei looks to Sherlock leaving when she said that.

She then turns to Saburo.

"I have no ulterior motives beyond the wellbeing of Digimon-human bonds. But if you are insistent that I, in reality, wish for something a bit more extravagant or monetary in return, I wouldn't mind getting you to shop for some ingredients for some avant-garde coffee for a friend of mine. She gets her recipes from the best source, and I always look forward to helping in any way I can."

Mirei shows a list. A glimpse of it was seen. Carrots, emmental cheese, soup broth, ginger, garlic? What kind of coffee was this?

Before more of the list could be see, Mirei hid it.

"Oh, now that I think of it, The eggplants should be organic and freshly farm-grown. Not that she's fussy about it. Maybe I should specify that the potatoes need to be this brand... she wants the best for her visiting guests...

... but no, your physical body should still lie in reality. This world has rather advanced technology, but it isn't that advanced. The laws of physics can be broken, but as of now, not to the point where it can be used for an everyday, common household tool."

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Sherlock would find that he had appeared beside an odd thing.

It seemed that he, alongside anyone who would leave the lab, would emerge from it.

It seemed to be a one-way road from there on. As he walked, he saw some people in the distance, alongside some type of bickering. They seemed a bit tiny from there, but Sherlock's abilities would allow him to see them well enough from a distance.

The one raving and being threatening was wearing a mask and a business suit.

The other was a teenage girl with goggles strapped like a sidetail, accompanied by three of those Digital Monster things.

There were other individuals who wore the same mask as the threatening one. They seemed intimidated.

"If you will not sell me an account, I will have to forcefully take yours! Every account is rightfully mine!"

That voice from the threatening one had a malicious aura to it. Usual cybercrime, that was, until a demon dragon of some kind was conjured behind him.

What's new?

"A fresh, new, rare, sparkling, shiny account - it will belong to me!"
"A fresh, new, sparkling, shiny account - it will belong to me!"

This demon dragon would turn its head to Sherlock, sensing him in the distance, whether it be smell or sight. It licked its lips upon supposedly detecting him.

"Accounts... accounts... more accounts!"
"Accounts... accounts... more accounts!"

The beast began to charge at Sherlock, with flames coating its fangs and claws, even as the girl's three creature-compatriots try to pull it back by the tail, only to get dragged along! The girl followed along.

Scatterbrain​

 

[Critic Ham]

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  My palm met my face when that Jin person pulled out a gun and aimed it at the woman’s face. Torii panicky tried to calm him down. Meanwhile, both me and the imp gave Jin a deadpan stare at just how tactless he was. This wasn’t how gunboat diplomacy works. The threat has to be subtle, you freaking barbarian.
  
  However, the woman remained unflinching against both of our threats, implied or otherwise. Hell, she had the guts to call me crude. I flashed her a grin, telling her she won my approval. I would have told her I was quite rude and lewd too, but she went on to explain about us capable of forming a bond between digimon. Yet I sense the furious quiver of the imp next to me. Something told me it hasn’t had the best of experiences with humans. Still, the woman had said we had bonded somehow.
  
  I didn’t give it much thought though. This digimon may have followed me, but it didn’t mean I had bonded to it or anything.
  
  The angel and devil digimon returned with cups of milk. I shoved a hand into one of my backpack’s many pockets while they were busy handing out the milk. Another hand slipped into my robes. I retrieve a plastic packet and a glass syringe filled with blood from their respective places. I jabbed the syringe into my neck, hissing as the needle pierced my skin. A dull ache followed by an intense warmth told me that the injection site was already healing.
  
  I pulled the syringe out of my neck. A drop of black blood trickled down from a tiny bump, the only evidence that I had even injected myself with something.
  
  “What was that? Your meds or drugs?” The imp tapped a foot.
  
  “Wait and see~”
  
  I split the plastic packet when I received my cup of milk and dumped its contents into it. The white liquid took on a more brownish color, similar to that of coffee. I held the bottom of the cup in my palm. Small flames burst forth from my hand, lashing out at the cup. One glance at the imp revealed it was stupefied with wide eyes. I chuckled. It hadn’t been expecting that had it? What I simply did was inject the blood from another Bloodline, one with the ability to manipulate fire. Granted, it was so much weaker than it should be due to my own dumbing it down, but quite useful in a pinch, especially when I had to make due with a coffee substitute.
  
  If anyone would glance at me, they would notice the yellow dancing in my palm. More keen-sighted people would see a black liquid fall and evaporate before hitting the floor.
  
  “Ok, my code must be fucked up if I’m seeing a human cast flames just to heat up a cup of milk.” The imp shook its head.
  
  “Nope, it’s real and you’re seeing it.” I replied.
  
  The imp’s eyes became half lidded, though it said nothing. Both of us opted to listen to the purple hair lady explain about what was going on. She named herself Mikagura Mirei and we were in the so called Digilab. While she went about leaturing, more people appeared in flashes of light. All of them were people from the group. Hm, strange, did they all jump into the portal because Jin thought it was a good idea to boop it?
  
  Wait, that reminded me.
  
  “I need to whack that idiot!”
  
  “Oh, that reminds me, I need to whack you!”
  
  “We can whack each other later. This ain’t the place to do it.”
  
  “Gr, fine.”
  
  Mirei ignored our little chat, going on about the facilities the Digilab contained. The one that grabbed my ears was the Coliseum where I could kick people’s asses. Didn’t care if it was only for digimon, I was going to fight. Mirei also gave us some items and abilities to help us with our bonded digimon before giving one last piece of technobabble I toned out. All I needed to know was that there was a way out of this world via Logout Pads. I didn’t know if they would let me return to my own world, but it was a start.
  
  By now my pseudo coffee was warmed up to my liking and I gulped it down. The bitter taste jump-started my half dead brain longing for caffeine. Sure, it wasn’t actual caffeine, but behold the placebo effect. If you believe that something will happen, your brain will make it so! And I believed this faked coffee will wake me up. Thus it did… for all of five second before my brain realized the trick and shut off.
  
  “Ugh,” I groaned as my eyelids became lead-heavy and my stomach began growling.
  
  “Ha.”
  
  “Shut up you.” I glared at the imp as I unslung my backpack and rummage through its content. I pulled out a snack bar and munched on it. Then I heard another stomach growling from the imp. I looked over to see it gazing intensely at my mini-meal. I rolled my eyes, plucked out another snack bar, and tossed it over to it, half-heartedly saying catch as a heads up. The imp scrambled to catch it and unwittingly opened its jaws wide enough for the entire bar to land into it.
  
  The imp coughed and hacked, but surprisingly, it was able to shallow the entire thing whole. I stared in horror. This thing had to be one of those Eaters in disguise, no one was able to eat a snack bar in one bite, plastic and all.
  
  “Next time, just hand me the snack,” the imp rubbed the back of its head,” but thanks.”
  
  “Eh, welcome.” I said as I looked at the growing number of people appearing. No doubt some of them were hungry as well. I did have a surplus of food with me. Sure, sure, this Digilab probably had its own food, but the workers here were unlikely to appreciate raids on their pantries and vending machines. That and I score brownie points with people. After all, the quickest way to a person’s heart is food!
  
  “Yo, fellow abductees. If you’re hungry, I’m willing to share my snack bars, candy bars, nut bars, meat bars, etc, etc. Unless the good doc can direct us to free food. Take only one for each though, otherwise you’re getting bullied till you apologize.”
  
  While that happened, I took out my journal and wrote down a couple short reports. The higher ups would want as much information on what these Eaters were and their possible place of origin for operations against them. I imagined what would happen if the military flooded this place. Oh man, the amount of soldiers trying to bond with these digimon was going to be hell. Half of them would try and bond with the more pleasing looking ones to, ahem, have a pleasurable night. The other half was going to employ them in their petty vandalism of propaganda posters and combat robots.
  
  
  
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  Status:
  Still fricking confused on what's happening, but otherwise healthy and sound. Also, so many cute things, eeeeeee!
  
  Location:
  Digilab, doesn't sound like they anally probe people.
  
  Allies:
  Impish Digimon(?), has been following me ever since I allowed it to escape from a pet/slave market. Says it's gonna whack me.
  
  Hostiles:
  Eaters, some kind of hentai tentacle thing well known for abducting people. Probably took them to their dungeons. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  
  Annoyances:
  Jin, a fool who thinks booping unknown entities is a good idea. Also lacks any tact whatsoever. Serious, he pulled a gun out and threatened to shoot a lady. How barbaric! At least I have the civility to imply my threats.​
  
  

 

[Necessity4Fun]

"I'm fine."​

The man had repeated it, twice and though still rather preoccupied Wray had decided to take his word, replying with a new 'Okay!' and a nod. He watched as the stranger, that he guessed he sort of owed his life to, had begun walking away from them, carefully stepping down the mountain of pipes and giant toy parts and finally making his way back to ground level. Or tried to. He was clearly out of sorts from the impact, even commenting on it, and the wannabe inventor had promptly stepped up and helped the other get down as nicely as he could. No one was falling again on his watch! ...That and he also felt responsible since this whole situation was kind of his fault too...

Either way, with another low apology, soon both of them were back down. Wray made a mental note to not go climbing off from the other again any soon and unless he had a very very good reason to do so. The return of his beloved wrench had the teenager gasping overjoyed, promptly taking the tool in his hands and rubbing his face in it as if it was a cute fluffy baby animal; But it wasn't, it was a cold to the touch iron-cast wrench:

"You're back!"

, he let out happily while pressing his cheeks on the object, then glancing at the lab-coat lady while still doing that to acknowledge her,

"Well, I mean, I would but, at the time it's just like"

, he finally lets go of the wrench pointing at a random direction just to make a point,

" 'HEY LOOK AT THAT THING, ISN'T IT COOL?! GO PLAY WITH IT!' and so I went~! It's hard to control it sometimes..."

"And I don't mind that the ferris is just a wheel, but big. It's the idea of being able to tinker with something I'd never get the chance to mess with again... Unless someone throws one of these in the junkyard I often go to... But usually they're just in amusement parks... Surrounded by security and such. I can't get there on my own! I'll get in trouble for it..."

That last line was delivered with a soft laugh, the sort that'd make one doubt if Wray was being serious about it or not. He was, there wasn't a single time that he had been to those kind of attractions and not wanted to piece them apart to see how they actually worked. It was hard to have fun when your brain keeps telling you to go grab your tools, you know?

A creepy voice had them suddenly rung in his mind. No, not the tinkering instinct, this was not the same... It came... from outside. Another call for adventure? But he hadn't even finished the current one! And also...

...The screws! The steampunk inventor-wannabe had almost forgotten! He couldn't possibly move on and go after whatever was calling them without picking these back up! They were important and had fallen down the pipes so maybe not all of them were lost!!

When Cassandra had turned around to ask him if he had also heard the call, Wray had already pocketed his wrench and wandered off carefully searching the ground for the tiny metallic parts that had fallen from his pocket earlier, eventually finding a couple of them near the pile in the corner, right under the biiig two pipes he and the odd stranger had just been on top of a minute ago. It was a bit dark down there so it was of a touch-based hunt for lost screws, nuts and the like. At first, he didn't go too into the shadowed location, but eventually, the teenager had couched rather far and reached slowly for the darkest, most hidden corner and then... Something had lit up!

A dash of static much alike his own had sprung to life suddenly, lit up the darkened space and then gone again in the span of a couple seconds. What had that been, some kind of warning? The teen continued to stare at the position of the mysterious creature with curiosity, trying to get an idea of what it was before approaching again. But that tiny span of light, he could gather it had some nice bright colors to it, looking like some kind of lizard, rabbit hybrid. Wanting to know more, he extended his hand in the direction again and as if on cue, the lightning was back. This time it did not disappear with the animal thing staring intently at the teenager, clearly being the one to give off the electricity. Wray extended his hand even closer and the creature seemed to scoot away further trying to get away from it.

"It's okay, it's okay~"

, he reassured,

"There's nothing to be scared of, I won't hurt you little buddy~!"

The animal kept glancing at him wide-eyed, not convinced, in fact, the light seemed to get even brighter as if challenging the boy to get closer. Wray was not intimidated whatsoever. With a gentle, understanding smile, he had taken it upon himself to inch even closer, extending his hand as far as he could until it was in the line of the interesting animal's head. Even with the furious crackles of static warning him not to, the teenager lowered his hand and softly pet it lizard-like muzzle, messing up its patch of navy-ish blue hair even so slightly.

The electricity coursed from the Digimon to Wray, constantly going back and forth between the contact point, he didn't feel a thing and realizing that this kid would not stop, nor seemed to be a threat the static had begun to dim.

"You do seem different from the others...", the Elecmon had finally concluded, coming a little out of its hiding place, it had a female-like voice though Wray knew better than to just assume given that he would often get mistaken by a girl himself, "H-how are you even doing that??"

"The others?"

, the teenager had tilted his head in confusion before getting distracted by the second question,

"Oh, that?"

, he gestured with his head towards the ever-bouncing lightning that continued to dim as the Digimon began to relax,

"That's rather new... I woke up one day and I could do it~! ...Was a bit scary at first. But I'm getting used to it~ W-well sorta..."

The Elecmon scratched its head in confusion for a moment, the boy hadn't really answered the question, but it thought it was better to move on:

"Yeah, the hackers.", the lizard-like Digimon had said hanging its head low, "I hid here so that they'd not capture me... Saw plenty of other get dragged away. They get caged and sold away to other hackers like slaves... It's terrifying."

As it had said that, the static seemed to come back a little, a clear indication of the fear the interesting-looking animal felt. Sympathizing with it, Wray could only bring it closer into a hug, uncaring for whether that'd get him electrocuted or not. It didn't, but the Digimon seemed rather surprised at the motion:

"It's okay, it's okay..."

, he reassured once more,

"Now you have me! And I'm not letting any bad people take you away ever again, uhhhh... Arclight!"

"Arclight?", it parroted in confusion, "You're calling me Arclight?"

"Yep! It felt right at the time~! ...Why? Is it bad?"

"Bad? No... No, I'm sure there are many worse names to be had... I kinda... like it.", Arclight stopped in thought for a bit, "Yeah, I can get behind it, in time."

In response the teenager had hugged the Digimon tighter with an excited 'Yaaaay!'. Arclight had a moment of re-thinking but then shrugged, this was its life now, might as well take it in stride. And the kid honestly didn't seem too bad.

"Oh hey, found another lost screw!"

By time Cassandra had finished fixing her Hagurumon, Wray and Arclight had found their way from under the pipes, the teenager of course holding his new Digimon friend in his arms like a pet, something that the Elecmon wasn't all that fond of yet.

"Ohhhh you also made a friend~!!"

, the boy had let out, immediately hugging the Hagurumon if only because it was made of metal and he reeeeally liked the cold sensation of rubbing his cheeks on it, Arclight jumped off of the three-way hug not wanting to be squished in the process,

"Hello there metallic friend~! How are you?"

, Wray asked the gear-Digimon, giggling to himself in delight.

"Is he always like that?", Arclight had asked the woman, gesturing at its new, easily excitable companion.

The four of them would follow right behind Kyr, who seemed to be following after Jesse. Wray's reaction at ending up in the lab had been similar to the capped-man's, instantly getting lost with all the machinery and appliances he had no idea of what they did. Arclight would follow after him as soon as it was done with it's meat meal, afraid of what might happen if it were to let his cheerful partner wander on his own.

"What are you looking for?"

, the curious boy had asked the other, following closely as the man moved all over the place.

Crow , Birb , Jeef_jones​

 

[Jeef_jones]

As he looked around, blocky was just following along, munching on the meat that appeared when they got there, happily with kyr as he was, and although it looked like he was completely out of it and not listening to anything the lady was saying he knew to at least keep some sort of ear for what she was saying. Something about the healing thing for digimon, the farm place, and how this was the lab and all that. Also how we had some skills and did that cool weird blue screen thing on Jesse to tell him what he could do, he finally had magic, how exciting! he was gonna be able to do some cool magic like Marcus and Ashe could do, that would be so cool!
​

"I'm fine."​

The man had repeated it, twice and though still rather preoccupied Wray had decided to take his word, replying with a new 'Okay!' and a nod. He watched as the stranger, that he guessed he sort of owed his life to, had begun walking away from them, carefully stepping down the mountain of pipes and giant toy parts and finally making his way back to ground level. Or tried to. He was clearly out of sorts from the impact, even commenting on it, and the wannabe inventor had promptly stepped up and helped the other get down as nicely as he could. No one was falling again on his watch! ...That and he also felt responsible since this whole situation was kind of his fault too...

Either way, with another low apology, soon both of them were back down. Wray made a mental note to not go climbing off from the other again any soon and unless he had a very very good reason to do so. The return of his beloved wrench had the teenager gasping overjoyed, promptly taking the tool in his hands and rubbing his face in it as if it was a cute fluffy baby animal; But it wasn't, it was a cold to the touch iron-cast wrench:

"You're back!"

, he let out happily while pressing his cheeks on the object, then glancing at the lab-coat lady while still doing that to acknowledge her,

"Well, I mean, I would but, at the time it's just like"

, he finally lets go of the wrench pointing at a random direction just to make a point,

" 'HEY LOOK AT THAT THING, ISN'T IT COOL?! GO PLAY WITH IT!' and so I went~! It's hard to control it sometimes..."

"And I don't mind that the ferris is just a wheel, but big. It's the idea of being able to tinker with something I'd never get the chance to mess with again... Unless someone throws one of these in the junkyard I often go to... But usually they're just in amusement parks... Surrounded by security and such. I can't get there on my own! I'll get in trouble for it..."

That last line was delivered with a soft laugh, the sort that'd make one doubt if Wray was being serious about it or not. He was, there wasn't a single time that he had been to those kind of attractions and not wanted to piece them apart to see how they actually worked. It was hard to have fun when your brain keeps telling you to go grab your tools, you know?

A creepy voice had them suddenly rung in his mind. No, not the tinkering instinct, this was not the same... It came... from outside. Another call for adventure? But he hadn't even finished the current one! And also...

...The screws! The steampunk inventor-wannabe had almost forgotten! He couldn't possibly move on and go after whatever was calling them without picking these back up! They were important and had fallen down the pipes so maybe not all of them were lost!!

When Cassandra had turned around to ask him if he had also heard the call, Wray had already pocketed his wrench and wandered off carefully searching the ground for the tiny metallic parts that had fallen from his pocket earlier, eventually finding a couple of them near the pile in the corner, right under the biiig two pipes he and the odd stranger had just been on top of a minute ago. It was a bit dark down there so it was of a touch-based hunt for lost screws, nuts and the like. At first, he didn't go too into the shadowed location, but eventually, the teenager had couched rather far and reached slowly for the darkest, most hidden corner and then... Something had lit up!

A dash of static much alike his own had sprung to life suddenly, lit up the darkened space and then gone again in the span of a couple seconds. What had that been, some kind of warning? The teen continued to stare at the position of the mysterious creature with curiosity, trying to get an idea of what it was before approaching again. But that tiny span of light, he could gather it had some nice bright colors to it, looking like some kind of lizard, rabbit hybrid. Wanting to know more, he extended his hand in the direction again and as if in cue, the lightning was back. This time it did not disappear with the animal thing staring intently at the teenager, clearly being the one to give off the electricity. Wray extended his hand even closer and the creature seemed to scoot away further trying to get away from it.

"It's okay, it's okay~"

, he reassured,

"There's nothing to be scared of, I won't hurt you little buddy~!"

The animal kept glancing at him wide-eyed, not convinced, in fact, the light seemed to get even brighter as if challenging the boy to get closer. Wray was not intimidated whatsoever. With a gentle, understanding smile, he had take it upon himself to inch even closer, extending his hand as far as he could until it was in the line of the interesting animal's head. Even with the furious crackles of static warning him not to, the teenager lowered his hand and softly pet it lizard-like muzzle, messing up its patch of navy-ish blue hair even so slightly.

The electricity coursed from the Digimon to Wray, constantly going back and forth between the contact point, he didn't feel a thing and realizing that this kid would not stop, nor seemed to be a threat the static had begun to dimmer.

"You do seem different from the others...", the Elecmon had finally concluded, coming a little out of its hiding place, it had a female-like voice though Wray knew better than to just assume given that he would often get mistaken by a girl himself, "H-how are you even doing that??"

"The others?"

, the teenager had tilted his head in confusion before getting distracted by the second question,

"Oh, that?"

, he gestured with his head towards the ever-bouncing lightning that continue to dim as the Digimon began to relax,

"That's rather new... I woke up one day and I could do it~! ...Was a bit scary at first. But I'm getting used to it~ W-well sorta..."

The Elecmon scratched its head in confusion for a moment, the boy hadn't really answered the question, but it thought it was better to move on:

"Yeah, the hackers.", the lizard-like Digimon had said hanging its head low, "I hid here so that they'd not capture me... Saw plenty of other get dragged away. They get caged and sold away to other hackers like slaves... It's terrifying."

As it had said that, the static seemed to come back a little, a clear indication of the fear the interesting-looking animal felt. Sympathizing with it, Wray could only bring it closer into a hug, uncaring for whether that'd get him electrocuted or not. It didn't, but the Digimon seemed rather surprised at the motion:

"It's okay, it's okay..."

, he reassured once more,

"Now you have me! And I'm not letting any bad people take you away ever again, uhhhh... Arclight!"

"Arclight?", it parroted in confusion, "You're calling me Arclight?"

"Yep! It felt right at the time~! ...Why? Is it bad?"

"Bad? No... No, I'm sure there are many worse names to be had... I kinda... like it.", Arclight stopped in thought for a bit, "Yeah, I can get behind it, in time."

In response the teenager had hugged the Digimon tighter with an excited 'Yaaaay!'. Arclight had a moment of re-thinking but then shrugged, this was its life now, might as well take it in stride. And the kid honestly didn't seem too bad.

"Oh hey, found another lost screw!"

By time Cassandra had finished fixing her Hagurumon, Wray and Arclight had found their way from under the pipes, the teenager of course holding his new Digimon friend in his arms like a pet, something that the Elecmon wasn't all that fond of yet.

"Ohhhh you also made a friend~!!"

, the boy had let out, immediately hugging the Hagurumon if only because it was made of metal and he reeeeally like the cold sensation of ribbing his cheeks on it, Arclight jumped off of the three-way hug not wanting to be squished in the process,

"Hello there metallic friend~! How are you?"

, Wray asked the gear-Digimon, giggling to himself in delight.

"Is he always like that?", Arclight had asked the woman, gesturing at its new, easily excitable companion.

The four of them would follow right behind Kyr, who seemed to be following after Jesse. Wray's reaction at ending up in the lab had been similar to the capped-man's, instantly getting lost with all the machinery and appliances he had no idea of what they did. Arclight would follow after him as soon as it was done with it's meat meal, afraid of what might happen if it were to let his cheerful partner wander on his own.

"What are you looking for?"

, the curious boy had asked the other, following closely as the man moved all over the place.

Crow , Birb , Jeef_jones​

"Hm?" he turned to wray, said cape flicking behind him as he quickly turned "Oh I'm not looking for anything, just getting a feel for the area ya know! oh and also uh question: how did you start generating an electric current without the use of a device? unless it's attached to your close to protect you from people which is...kind of dumb,unless your lightning resistant!" kyr has wandered over to the circular pads by now, but has not stepped onto them, only inspecting them
Interacting: Necessity4Fun Birb
Location: Digilab​

 

[FoolsErin]

Luka Redgrave and Liollmon
Status: Regretting his decisions
Interactions: GM ( Crow ), Sherlock Holmes ( Scatterbrain )


Annnnd apparently vaguely-door shaped lights don't give a fuck whether or not you want to interact with them. Blinding light covered my vision along with whoever else had enough sense not to charge into shit like this. We all collectively blinked our eyes to find ourselves in some kind of lab, where a purple-haired lady--quite a looker if I'm being honest--talked about the facility, though I admittedly wasn't fully paying attention. You can't blame me for worrying that any second little sociocat is going to poke my eyes out instead of listening to her drone on about digithis and digithat. Geez, a lot of things around here had "digi" in the name in some way or another. I was jerked back into attentiveness at the sudden cartoonish meat that materialized in front of me and everyone else in the room, though I didn't have a chance to really look at it before Liollmon greedily snatched it and began digging in with delicate yet quick bites. Oh c'mon, this jacket isn't stainproof! Sighing at the tiny guy's feeding frenzy, I felt myself relax a little, knowing that he'd be preoccupied with his snack rather than reprimanding me for God knows what he found displeasing at the moment. After a gift of some power that'd be useful later, we were left to explore the lab(?), talk amongst ourselves, or go grocery shopping for the purple-haired chick if we felt up to it. I personally wasn't interested in any of the options, so when I noticed a guy slipping out of the lab (Had he always been with us? I don't remember.) on his own, my cat-killing curiosity took over, and I trailed behind him carefully. As I emerged from the lab to find myself next to an interface, I immediately saw him a short distance ahead with a growing in size red blob of something that was probably one a more hostile digital monster. Firing my grappling hook and crossing my fingers, I let out a relieved breath as it latched onto something above, allowing me to get some height and swing on forward. With the thing I could now see to be some kind of fire-breathing t-rex in sight, I felt Liollmon eagerly leap off of my shoulder as I swung forward. "Look out below!" I shouted with a touch of laughter in my voice, both curious and terrified to see what'd happen if he missed whatever target he was trying to hit.


Liollmon smiled with an almost terrifying smile as he soared through the air towards his moving target. Finally, a proper battle that wasn't a foolishly executed prison break! Finally, a chance to be the star of the show! Finally, his time to shine. He wasn't trying to land on the other digital monster, no. He was going to stop him in his tracks. Summoning up his infamous Crescent Leaf I (Alright, not infamous YET. But someday soon it will be.), he aimed his attack at the thing's eye, hoping to stun its unrelenting path. The leaf blades would cut sharply, and that couldn't be good for eyesight.

I landed beside the guy I'd watched slip out, watching Liollmon launch a small barrage of sharp-looking leaves at the much larger Digimon. The satisfaction of watching my little sociopath cut into something quickly wore off however, as I realized that I'd put myself into the path of the monster as well. Oh shit, I did not think this through.

 

[Veradana]

Considering the creepy light and the dubious voice, Hotaru started to think that the best idea would be to run back to the abandoned playground. The others had different ideas, some of them even going so far as to jump into the light without a second thought. The rest of them didn’t even get a first thought, as the light surged in brightness and sucked them all in.

The light faded, and revealed a plain, white room with several screens on the walls. Out of habit, Hotaru shuffled her way to the back of the group, so wouldn’t block anyone’s view of what was going on. Not that it seemed to matter because Mirei didn’t have much in terms of visuals. In fact, she didn’t have much explanation for anything, as it seemed like she didn’t realise that their group hadn’t come from the same Reality that she was familiar with, despite the extreme variation that they showed. Maybe they could just stay in that Reality, and figure out a way to get home from there. It was probably safer than this place was. The only problem would be finding a place to stay if they were stuck here overnight. Oh, right, that wouldn’t be the only problem; Hotaru had still enough medication to last for a couple weeks, but if they were trapped for much longer, she’d have to get money for more, and hope that a pharmacy could fill it without her needing to see a doctor here.

Lunamon chirped happily as she dug her tiny teeth into the meat. Whoever ran that other place must not have been taking good care of her, considering how zealously she ate.

Hotaru jumped, Lunamon having to scramble to hold both hold onto her meat and stay in Hotaru’s arms, as the newly granted Powers surged through Hotaru.

Wall Crack Lv 1 - Breaks Lv 1 Firewall
Stealth - Remain undetected while skill is active​

That second one sounded especially handy. If she were lucky, she’d be able to keep it when she went home. It would certainly make hiding from those two easier.

It seemed like there wasn’t anything else for them to do here. Neither she, nor Lunamon needed healing right now, and there didn’t seem to be much reason for rushing off for training. Besides, it was dangerous to just wander around this strange building. For now, it would be safer to stay here until they had something to do elsewhere. On that note, however, Hotaru glanced around at everyone, as they all grouped up with someone; where had Yang-san gotten to?

Crow
marc122
@LAB_ROOM_INTERACTIONS_OPEN

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

"Well, okay then." Parasoul says "Do you have any sort of interest?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Umbrella asks.

EldridSmith Crow​

 

[EldridSmith]

"I like working with computers, tinkering with new technology, sorcery, listening to music, occasionally I'll play a few games of various sorts... there are a lot of things I'm interested in if you want to hear more." He pauses before asking: "What about you?" He says before taking a drink. He had to make sure he wasn't coming on too strong... or at least that's what his research had told him.


"The way he's looking at her, he definitely wants to date her or something like that." He says while running around, his need for revenge growing at the undignified situation... even though he was secretly enjoying it.

Topless Crow

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Zenith

"So, now that you're my friend we can play together, right? What's your favorite kind of game??! I like running around the most! See, see, I have tons of energy so it's very easy for me to run away! What about you? Do you like running too? What about your friends? Do they like running?? Can we all race together?!"

Zenith looked at the path with a blank expression, trying with all his might to tune out the noisy puppy's rambling about friends and games and anything in-between. It was only... being half-successful. He had thought that not engaging back with the canine would make it stop but... nope. It just kept on going like a chatterbox!! And one without any prediction to shut up! Honestly, wouldn't this grinding creature run off its mouth soon or something??! Were peace and quiet too much to ask??

Oh look! It's a pretty light!!", The Umbreon growled in irritation, yes, he could see the light, it was right in front of them, "Plotmon wants into the light! I'll race you there~!! ONETWOTHREEGO!"

Without even waiting for a response from anybody else, there went the Plotmon, straight into the mysterious light that a disembodied voice, --that was not Kaipo, sadly--, was telling them to follow. He was suspicious of it, even more, when it kept telling them they were going the right way. If anything Zenith would have loved to just turn back and never deal with this again, or the dog that had run off... But. The opposite side was suddenly also the light...

He had no choice but to go now, did he?

With a heavy sigh and tons of reluctance, the dark-type had gone through the light, quite surprised and delighted to run into what seemed like a lab instead of a trap. The purple-haired human seemed to be a kind of professor. Just like the many regions had their pokémon professors that knew a lot about the Pokémon like him, this female seemed to know a lot about these so-called 'Digimon', apparently, that's what Plotmon and the other new creatures that had just joined the group like it, were called.

Standing near a wall of the lab and enjoying his newly gifted meat, Zenith's Plotmon had soon been addressed by a different Plotmon, who was also having a meal nearby. The dog-Digimon's eyes lit up instantly at the prospect of yet more friends! Ohh yes, this was being such a great day ever since he had escaped from that horrible horrible cold and lonely cage earlier!! He was so happy that he had to spin a couple of times to get some of that pent energy out before settling down, still rather jittery to reply to the other Plotmon!

"How many?! Oh-Oh! Let me count them!", Plotmon had then turned around to begin the task, cocking his head sightly at every new Plotmon that he saw, "Let's see one, two...", eventually he would hop and turn back at once, tail wagging in excitement to give the answer, "I counted 5 with me! There's five of us around oooooh, isn't it exciting! I wonder if they want to play!"

"Oh! But first I should probably finish eating~!", the cheerful Digimon had said while giggling to himself, soon going back to devouring the meat.

In the meanwhile, Zenith would just stay there, carefully listening to the Digimon professor's words. It seemed that they had been granted some kind of skills to be used in this world, --so that was like learning more moves, right?--, he also felt a bit weird for a while, like a sudden itch had shown itself, though it had gone before he could even attempt to scratch it. And then, the instructions were over and he was bored.

A corner of the room shone really bright and The Umbreon's gaze had been stolen by it momentarily... Only, to see the delusional Shiny Eevee from before. In a display of pure aversion, the dark-type had taken a step back deciding to not go that way. Nope, nu-uh. He'd rather NEVER have to deal with that one ever again. She reeked of bad news, but the kind of where someone is an idiot and ends up dragging you with them. No, thank you.
Instead, he had approached the Braixen again, who was still near the interesting bipedal Lycanroc-like thing. He looked around to see what Plotmon was doing first, just to be sure that the pup wouldn't be tackling and interrupting him this time. Okay, he seemed to be talking the ear off of a different Plotmon. The area was safe.

Pointing with his paw at the Braixen's companion, tail flicking with curiosity behind him, Zenith finally made the questions that he had been itching to make:

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Of course by 'too', the Umbreon meant just like the security guard he had a run-in with every year. Unfortunately, there was no way anyone else would have known that.

Sayo-Nara , CocoaMarshmallow , DerpyCarp , Nightwisher , Crow​

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

Lana wasn’t paying attention to much of what was happening. It just seemed kinda boring to her. Her digimon had flown of somewhere and she just hoped it would come back later. She turned to see that an Umbreon approached her. It seemed that it was a regular Umbreon due to it not being able to speak. Luckily for Lana, she was able to translate it.
“This guy? His name is Grey! I just met him, but he’s pretty great! And as for the goggles....”
Lana quickly snatched the visor off of Grey’s face once again and put it on her own face.

“I have no idea at all what they are for, but they are pretty cool! Just look at me! I look so... scientificy while wearing it.”
Lana didn’t even realize scientificy wasn’t a word and thought it just made her sound smart. She was hoping Grey didn’t take them back as quickly as he did last time.

Necessity4Fun CocoaMarshmallow ​

 

[Damafaud]

Lyle Walt

• DigiLab
• Active Power

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  Area: DigiLab
  Interaction: Crow
  Around: Thepotatogod L3n PolikShadowbliss Laix_Lake FoolsErin RedLight Critic Ham SheepKing Necessity4Fun GinkyGotBack Chungchangching BoltBeam Zerulu Topless thatguyinthestore Necessity4Fun Benedict Cucumberpatch Sayo-Nara , CocoaMarshmallow DerpyCarp Nightwisher Veradana marc122​

  
  
  
  
  

  

  
  Beim
  Betamon​
  "Illusionary affects reality," Lyle murmured, frowning. Then it was different from [Dream]. Maybe a parallel to Nihil's world? It was also not true. At the end, Lyle shook his head. Too confusing. Whatever. It was what it was. His first priority should be looking for the way home. It seemed looking for a detective and going to Reality would be his target for now.
  
  To Lyle's surprise, the Hacker Skill manifested inside him in a similar way that his Skills did. The space inside his Jewel now had two light spheres. He decided to investigate it. The Jewel shone, and Lyle's consciousness entered the Jewel. Unfortunately, this left his body without a controller.
  
  Beim poked Lyle.
  "Hey, Emp. You alright?"
  
  
  ---
  ​
  The space inside Jewel had a round table with eight floating weapons and two light spheres around it. Each weapon represented one of Lyle's seven ancestors with the exception of his father, Meizel Walt. The weapons had a nostalgic feeling to them. Lyle grazed his fingers against a crude block of sword. It truly had been so long. With a sigh, he turned his attention to the glowing light. He touched a light.
  
  And his body turned invisible.
  
  "..." Lyle was speechless. So simple! People in this world could learn Skills just like that? When he remembered the training he needed to go through to learn [Full Burst], or even the simplest Skill [All], he felt like crying.
  
  The world wasn't fair.
  
  
  ---​
  
  Lyle opened his eyes to something sharp poking his cheek. It was Beim's nail.
  
  "And what are you doing?" he asked, exasperated.
  
  "Waking ya up. You okay, Emp? You scared me falling asleep like that."
  
  "Oh." He realised he hadn't told anyone about his Jewel yet. And he always faints whenever he visited the Jewel. He patted the Betamon. "Don't worry about it. I just went to visit an old place."
  
  Beim stared at Lyle like he had gone crazy. What was Lyle, a reincarnated spirit? Lyle dusted his trousers and stood.
  
  "Let's go. We're heading to Reality to make more money and find these detectives."
  
  "You got it, Emp!"
  
  Lyle picked Beim up and carried him to the roof of Porter. The robot was too tall for the Betamon to climb on its own. Porter slowly came to life. He suddenly remembered something. Lyle turned to the crowd and shouted,
  
  "Anyone want to join the ride? We're going to look for Reality!"
  
  "Yeah! To find these sleuths and grubs!"
  
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  Interaction: -
  Mention: Crow
  
  
  
  Spoiler: Hacker Skills

  • Wall Crack Lv 1 - Breaks Lv 1 Firewall
    Stealth - Remain undetected while skill is active
  Spoiler: Skills List

  • Full Over: Raise all abilities from ten to twenty percent.
    Limit Burst: Display abilities past a body’s physical limits. It also incorporates a healing factor.
    Full Burst: Ability strengthening and healing several times over one’s innate abilities. Its downside is that to create such effects, it constantly stored Mana into itself.
  • All: Lets others make use of your Skills.
    Field: Lets any number of people in a designated area make use of your Skills.
    Select: Avoids enemies, and allows your allies alone to use Skills. The reverse is also possible.
  • Mind: A Skill close to hypnotism. It demands quite a bit of ability from the user. What it makes a target see is closer to suggestion than physical reproduction.
    Control: A Skill to manipulate its target to your will.
    Dream: A Skill to showcase illusions.
  • Speed: Stably raises you and your companion’s movement speed.
    Up ‘N Down: Raises you and your comrades’ speed, while dropping the opponent’s.
    Full Drive: Increases you and other comrades’ movement and thought-processing speed by a large margin.
  • Map: Lets you take in and see the surrounding terrain as a map.
    Dimension: Lets you perceive the surroundings as a three-dimensional map.
    Map Model: Lets you see a wide range as a real-time map.
  • Search: A skill used to find the location of enemies.
    Spec: A skill that allows one to obtain further information on the enemies and traps located by Search.
    Real Spec: A skill to gain detailed information on the present state of an enemy or trap that updates in real time.
  • Box: A skill that allows the usage of dimensional storage.
    Warp: A skill that allows one to teleport over short distance.
    Shuffle: A skill used to switch one's position with another person.
  • Experience: A skill that doubles one's experience gain.
    Connection: A skill that allows one to connect telepathically with others.
    Sevens: A skill that summons the whole of one's family.

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

"That sounds interesting." Parasoul says "As for me, I like to play tennis, fencing, games that involves logic , doing political work, and as I've mentioned before, watching a certain kids show that I'm secretly obssessed with. I would freak out if Umbrella knows."

"Oh, I get it. She never had the time for romance anyways. I wonder when will the two kiss."

EldridSmith Crow ​

 

[Thepotatogod]

>Connection established with MetsubouJinrai.Net.
--Jin and Torii--
@DigiGang
Crow​

Mikagura began to explain the facility at hand. First on the list was the Healing Station, where it should heal the damages done to both the Tamer and the Digimon. I wonder if this also meant repairing robots like him, too. Next was the Colosseum.

"Oooooh..." Jin's eyes were set at the node that grants access to the Colosseum. He didn't know what it means at first, but hearing that one could test their skills, Jin made the connection that it's a place where one could fight, or in Jin's case, play. He certainly wants to have a go sometime, considering how he's not sure if the devices that Horobi gave him still works in this strange, Digital realm.

Next was the DigiFarm, where Torii could rest up and eat. Jin immediately asked if she wants to go there right now.

"I'll ask if I want to." Torii answered, which Jin simply nodded. Hopefully it wouldn't be too much. Now there's the food for the Digimons. It needed to be paid if one were to purchase one. However, Mikagura then said that one she's about to hand out will be on the house. By hand out does she mean make it appear out of thin air? Because that's exactly what happened. All of a sudden, everyone in the room had a giant bone of meat on their hand, some even having two giant meats. "Woah...How did she do that?!" Jin said in awe, amazed on what Mikagura could do. "Here, are you hungry, Torii-chan?" He asked, pointing the meat bone at his Falcomon. With a nod, Torii accepted the Meat Bone and began to munch on it. It was...Adorable, to say the least. Like watching his first Magia grow and wreck havoc across the city. It was around this time that he was handed what seems to be some white liquid in a tall cup. Jin, admitted, had never ate nor drank anything in his life. Considering he's a robot, that's completely natural.

"What's this?" Jin would ask as he looked around, seeing as the other humans would put the cup in front of their lips and letting the liquid flow into their mouths. He's...Well, we're not exactly sure if androids are capable of eating or drinking. "I'll just..." Jin crouched, about to place the cup on the floor when...

"Oh, Sir Jin?" Torii chimed in. "Are you lactose intolerant?"

"Huh? I don't think so." Jin shook his head, "But I don't really eat anyway. Horobi said that it'll break down our systems. Plus, we don't really need it."

"Systems?" Torii asked, "You talk about yourself as if you're a machine of some kind."

"Well..." Jin nodded, gently placing the cup on the floor and tugging on his hood as if to fix it to cover the sides of his head. "Not a lot of humans know about it yet..." He chuckled, "Well, they don't really know much about me, Horobi, The Magia and The Ark anyway."

Two of the names Jin said piqued Torii's interest. Aside from the neglectful parent Horobi, there are The Magia and The Ark...They sound important enough to be kept secret by Jin, so perhaps she wouldn't press about the subject.

It was then that the rest were left to their own devices, and along with it, a couple of gifts. Mikagura stated that she had given them a couple of hacks--specifically Wall Crack and Stealth. The other gift was the possibility; It would appear that their physical bodies may be in the real world. Does this mean that only his consciousness was taken? That would make sense, to be fair, but wherever his body landed, I sure hope that Horobi had picked it up. The logout pad was said to be in a place called the Nakano Broadway, on the 4th floor. Logout...If this was the Digital world, then logging out would mean leaving said world. Thus...

"Does that mean we can get home from there?!" Jin perked up excitedly, chuckling in delight as he turned to his Falcomon, who was still munching on her meatbone. "Come on, Torii-chan! Let's go home!" He pumped his fist in the air and proceeded to throw himself into the exit in the same relentless cheer that got them all sucked into the light glory hole in the first place...Hopping onto the pad, light filled his vision, getting teleported out of the DigiLab.

--{Connection established to MetsubouJinrai.Net}->

Jin found himself landing on solid ground, being put up at least an inch off the ground, feeling as if he had just hopped. He giggled, having fun with hopping from place to place.

"That...Was...So cool!" Jin giggled, looking around to see where the light hole was. It was instead replaced with a neat looking pod floating there. "Woaah...Let's do it again!" Jin giggled, grabbing hold of the pod before he heard Torii's voice.

"Sir Jin, please." Torii sighed, "Your goal was to go home, yes? Let's not get sidetracked."

"Oh! Right! Sorry, Torii-chan!" Jin nodded, turning away from the console. "It's just that I...Hm?" He was about to explain when he spotted something peculiar. A group of masked man appeared to be approaching a girl with weird pink hair clad in a yellow outfit. The girl had three Digimons with her, which prompted Jin to fawn at the sheer number. "Look at that, Torii-chan! She has three of those Digimons!" He said before noticing that something materialized behind one of the masked men, specifically, the one leading the charge. It appears to be a red dragon of some kind, shrouded by a purple aura. "Woah!! The looks sick!" Jin said before the Dragon suddenly snapped to his direction and charged at him.

"Sir Jin!" Torii warned as Jin quickly drew out his gun and shot at the red Dragon, tossing himself to the side just as he fired the bullet, letting out a wry smile. "Ha ha ha! Look, Torii-chan! It wants to play!" He cackled, taking out what appears to be a metal buckle with a yellow trigger with some kind of mechanism. "I can play with that one, right Torii-chan?" He asked, placing the buckle in front of his abdoment, a silver belt with rusty yellow spikes formed around Jin's waist, latching onto Jin.

FORCE...RISER!

"Sir Jin! I advise you be careful! This Digimon..." Torii began to warn, bearing her claws.

"He's strong, right?" Jin asked, "I wanna play with strong people!" He said tossing what appears to be a pink key card, catching it before pressing the button.

WING!

Jin then slammed the card onto the device, a certain LED light in the black section of the buckle began to light up in red, sirens beginning to blare. As soon as he did this, a giant metal falcon materialized from the buckle, tackling the Dragon Digimon...!

 

[EldridSmith]

"Oh what show?" He asks despite the fact they're from different universes and the chances of overlap were slim, however slim meant possible at least. "We can spar sometime in the future as I'm proficient with many swords... perks of being an experiment I guess." He wasn't ready to show his true capabilities to the others yet but in the future he would tell here everything so they could work better as partners.

That definitely wasn't the response Mortis was expecting from Umbrella causing him to slow to a halt and look back at her. "I heard humans oppose seeing their siblings in a relationship... why aren't you against it?"
Topless Crow

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

"Its called 'Annie of the Stars'. Of course, I can't spill you the details because you wouldn't have that kind of show in your universe." Parasoul says "Of course. I assume that by "many swords" you can wield as in like, say, three or nine swords at once?"

"Hey! What gives?!" Umbrella got a bit angered when the Hackmon went full stop just to ask a question as to why she doesn't deny Nik's advances to her sister.

"Well...that's because I actually like Nik. He was the one who bought us our Digimon and as well as protecting me when things went wrong."

EldridSmith Crow ​

 

[EldridSmith]

He didn't recognize the name at all but then she asked about him using multiple swords causing him to laugh. "No, I only use one or two swords at a time. I meant I'm able to use many different types of swords and I'm proficient in many sword styles: Fencing, kendo, HEMA, and several others. Here let me show you my main sword and armor for combat." He says before his armor instantly appears on himself. "I designed it myself... how do I look?"

"I see..." He said before slowly speeding up again trying to think about everything. With his revenge thwarted and the fact he was actually having fun with the girl he decided to drop it... after bringing her closer to the duo to see if they were being lovey dovey or not.
Topless Crow

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

"Impressive." Parasoul was amazed by how the armor and sword looks "I've never seen such a dark and sleek design. I would assume it would take us, back in my universe, years to create such an equipment. And also, you've made it on your own? Tell me the process, maybe I can apply it on my kingdom's military."

When she asked, Umbrella and Mortis would get themselves close, eavesdropping onto their conversation.

EldridSmith Crow ​

 

[EldridSmith]

"I would explain it but it would be very long and boring... I can give you a copy of the schematics and everything involved in the process in the real world. It's a paper copy and since this is the digital world I don't believe it's safe. If you want to hear me ramble on about it I can do it when we meet then." He says as the armor disappears in a flash and he's in his normal clothing again. "From what it sounds like you've mostly spent your time training... did you even have time for romance?" He asks testing the waters, noticing the duo but ignoring them as he didn't want to ruin the moment.
Topless Crow

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

"I think the blueprints will do nicely. I do have a trusted engineer who would be more than willing to test it out." Parasoul says, then come the question about romance.

"I don't think about that much. I usually put my kingdom above everything else, second would by my sister. Romance has never been on my radar since I've taken control. Then again...I want to know how it feels to have a partner."

EldridSmith Crow ​

 

[EldridSmith]

"I have the memories of who I was cloned from and I know being a ruler of an entire nation is lonely, especially when you're doing it on your own. May I ask what's stopping you from having a lover other than your duties as a ruler? Even the person I was cloned from knew that they needed to do things for them self to stay sane." Nik asks with concern and a subtle and seductive undertone.
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[Zerulu]

It seems even if he screamed out his cries still fell on deaf ears, bullshit. He walked up to Mirei and grabbed her shoulders, “WHERE ARE WE AND HOW DO I LEAVE THIS DIGISHIT WORLD!” Once again, screaming at the top of his lungs, but hopefully him being just a couple centimetres away from her this time would get her attention, he didn’t know whether she was hard of hearing or just brain dead but either way, it’s not kind to ignore Archer.

Crow

 

[CocoaMarshmallow]

• Grey
• Eric

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  Grey
  
  "Lana, huh?" Grey smiled warmly. "Nice to meet you too."
  
  Despite how much of a troublemaker she seemed to be, Grey did feel a sense of trust in her. After all, she was just a kid- could he really judge her for being as hyperactive as she was? 'Course not. She had a good heart beneath it all. So, he happily took her paw and shook it.
  
  The fox was about to ask what she was and where she had come from, but before he could, he heard a voice calling to the group. It wasn't just any voice, either, but one he heard inside of his mind. It made one simple command.
  
  "Come here."
  
  
  
  Confused, he looked about for the source. Of course, he found none. There was no one in the group who appeared to be the owner of the voice, not even someone who could pretend to be. That left Grey slightly on edge. Something or someone was watching them and communicating with them, and he couldn't gauge their intentions. Worse, he couldn't quite describe why, but he sensed that remaining where he and Lana and the others were was a terrible idea. He didn't know what this place was or what was possible here. For all he knew, the tentacle monster would return soon. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place: remain in this great unknown, or follow the voice he couldn't bring himself to trust fully. It was a good thing he didn't need to decide.
  
  Grey felt Lana wrap her paw around his wrist. “C’mon! We’ve gotta catch up!”
  
  
  
  "Lana! Could you PLEASE hold on for a secOOOOND?!"
  
  The fox's simple request quickly devolved into a scream as he was yanked off his feet and, for the umpteenth time, dragged right off to destinations unknown.
  
  "WHY IS THIS HAPPENING SO MUCH TODAAAAAY?!"
  
  Grey only found a break when Lana stopped for this odd little creature that flapped over to them. He took a moment to breathe as the girl attempted to befriend it to no avail.
  
  "Are you kidding me? Out of all the people I get paired up with you. That’s just my luck," it complained cruelly. Grey frowned. Like he had said to himself before: Lana was just a kid. It didn't seem right to berate her that harshly.
  
  Lana was puzzled by the creature's response, innocent as she was. "What is that supposed to mean...?"
  
  "It means I’ll join you, but I won’t like it," it rambled on. "I’d much rather stick around him though." It then pointed at Grey with its wing.
  
  
  
  "Sorry, pal," Grey apologized insincerely. "You wanna stick around me, then you're gonna have to stick around her, too."
  
  He glanced at Lana. Saying that made him feel a little better inside, like a brother would, and when the Braixen got fed up with the tiny bat-thing and pulled him away again, he took it in stride, groaning a little but flashing a subtle smile to himself. At long last, the two came to a tunnel with a light at the end, which opened up into this circular laboratory-looking room. He found himself swiftly served a drink by one of the two humanoid beasts; one of which struck him as much more menacing than the other one.
  
  Oh, and the lady the disembodied voice belonged to? He didn't trust her any more than he did when he didn't know what she looked like. She was friendly for sure, and only got the slightest bit ticked off when two others drew their weapons on her, a situation she solved peacefully, yet Grey remained wary. Still, he listened- one explanation was better than none. From it, he learned her name: Mikagura Mirei.
  
  Even after she was done, Grey's numerous questions remained. He was just about to ask them all when one of the black dogs, the one with the yellow rings, not the blue ones, came up and apparently asked him and Lana who Grey was. Or maybe what he was. Or why he was wearing clothes unlike them. It honestly could've been anything. Grey couldn't understand 'Umbreon Umbreon Umbreon Umbreon.'
  
  "This guy? His name is Grey! I just met him, but he’s pretty great!" Lana answered for him. Grey let a tiny smirk crawl up his mug. What a nice thing to say. "And as for the goggles...."
  
  Lana stole his visor right off of him and put them on her own face. Again. A sigh escaped Grey's lips.
  
  
  (just pretend the visor isn't on lol)
  
  "You know, you could just ask..." He then opened his eyes, smirking subtly. "Heyy, you don't look half bad with it on." Back he turned to the dog thing, regarding him with friendly eyes.
  
  
  
  "So what's your name, little guy? Or... girl? I dunno."
  
  --
  
  ART CREDIT: HavocDusk
  Text HEX Color Code: #00d8ff
  
  Interactions:
  Sayo-Nara (Lana and her Digimon)
  Necessity4Fun (Zenith)
  
  Mentions:
  Critic Ham (Sun)
  Thepotatogod (Jin)
  Crow (Mikagura)
  
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  Eric
  
  Eric, on the other hand, was faring a LOT worse.
  
  As he stood in the lab, he leaned on the wall, his form hunched over in pain. He flickered like a fading image, his body transparent one moment and seemingly solid the next. To him, being here was like being drenched in acid while all his bones were being slowly crushed simultaneously. He could barely listen to the lady, but one word she spoke, he heard clearly: 'fate.'
  
  That was why. Being here for him, it was torture. He couldn't even bring himself to stand up, let alone follow some of the others 'out.' So he just remained on the wall for support, searching for Lana or Avan or even one of the other Pokémon he hadn't gotten to know in the midst of the crowd.
  
  --
  
  Looking for interaction with:
  
  Nightwisher (Avan)
  Sayo-Nara (Lana)
  Necessity4Fun (Zenith)
  DerpyCarp (Fluffington)
  Jeremiah (Pale Lady)
  @anyotherpokemonimissed
  
  Mentions:
  Crow (PURPLE LADY!)
  

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

Parasoul looks down. "I guess I'm just not too interested, or maybe I don't want to carry another burden in my life. I'll tell you that my kingdom has suffered a lot in the past and my reason for my upbringing is to make sure that no damages will be done." She says.

EldridSmith Crow​

 

[SheepKing]

Duck
With a loud crash the girl landed head first into the laboratory alongside her plant like digimon. Both were quite rattled by the sudden landing onto the tile floor and it took a while for either of them to get up and actually examine the new area. As Duck nursed the bump on her noggin she discovered who the owner of the mysterious voice had been all along. She was what could be assumed as a young woman, with a bob of fluffy lilac curls and equally purple eyes. She gave off the air of a professional, even if Duck had absolutely zero ideas as to what she even did for a career. beside the girl stood two equally beautiful women, one cloaked in tattered black cloth and the other in white wing like structures. In their hands was a kid a few years younger than herself alongside what she could assume to be his partner. The lady started explaining a whole bunch of stuff so the bird simply sat criss-cross on the floor as attentively listen to what the woman had to say. Mr. Sprouts was not happy in the slightest at this lady and was looking quite forward to pummeling her into a red glob of mush. Considering how inconvenient injuring the only person who knew the way out of here would be, Duck made the understandable decision of restraining the creature from even getting ten feet from the adult. Despite how hard Duck had attempted to listen, she still couldn't follow on basically anything the lilac lady said. She'd have might as well plugged her ears and screamed "lalala" during the explanation with how little she understood about anything. There were the very basics of this being some sort of place to take care of digimon and something about growing food but once she started talking about the real world and breaking the laws of reality did Duck's mind finally begin to wander off.

In the corner of her bright azure eyes Duck noticed the woman who she'd tried (and horribly failed) to pull out of the light. Besides being a bit angered she look quite alright much to the relief of the girl. As Duck inspected her a bit more she soon noticed the pale yellow glow illuminating from the palm of her hand. She was near mesmerized by the limb, thinking the color was akin to an old lamp's gentle light. It was almost soothing in a sense, reminding Duck of the lamp spirit she'd met as the Princess. The spirit had merely wished for someone to shine her loving light on after so many years of neglect and mistreatment it's owner. Now the very same lamp currently resided in Duck's room, content with having a use once again. With the feeling of nostalgia clouding her mind, she watched as the woman warm her cup of milk much to the amazement of her demonish digimon.

Soon after the woman boldly proclaimed her possession of snacks that were free to take. Seeing the chance to make a new friend as her regular old self, Duck brimmed with elation. Shooting up from her seated position, the girl with out the slightest hesitation walked over to the blonde woman with a gentle smile on her lips and a cheerful look in her eyes. Her digimon was currently tearing through the piece of meat so for at least a bit she wouldn't have to worry about the creature hurting anyone nearby. It'd be easy-peasy, just ask for a snack bar and introduce herself to the woman and boom! acquaintance successfully gotten. On her way she noticed the dynamic quo of mister kitty and mister mouse sitting next to each other. She was pleased that the cat had followed through with his promise of not hurting anyone. If she'd been Tutu at that moment the girl would have verbally thanked the feline but, in her current form they would have no idea that she was Tutu in the first place. She instead made a mental note to properly thank them the next time she was the ballerina again.

With that out of the way she was now a mere few steps from the woman. Duck was so close!...yet, maybe she got a bit too excited because purely on accident the girl tripped, landing on her face the second time this hour. Her now grounded face burned with embarrassment as she stumbled to get back up. A boisterous chorus of "Oh no" sung through her ears as she faced the blonde woman. Stunned by her own incompetence to even walk a foot without tripping, Duck was left completely speechless. So there she stood, wide eyed and about ready to disappear off the face of the Earth as she looked for any sort of reaction from her.


Crow Chungchangching Critic Ham
Location: Lab​