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Post by Dameon on Dec 28, 2007 21:14:11 GMT -5
Dameon was wandering around Steel City because his D-Tector led him here. It was giving off the same signal as when he was looking for his spirit, yet he already obtained his.. what he didn't know was that he was being led to his partner -Vee- who was also wandering about the city. There was also something else going on.. despite the many digimon about, things seemed a bit too calm. It was a bit strange.. what the boy didn't know was two soon to be very dangerous and yet devious/mischevious digimon were wandering about in yet another section of the city.. though they seemed like ordinary, harmless digimon at first glance.
(first 'plot' enemies will be appearing here so yeah, open.)
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 28, 2007 21:19:37 GMT -5
Sora walked into Steel city, pulling his hood off his head and wiping sweat off his head. “Why the hell did I have to wear a jacket in the middle of summer?” he muttered, glancing upwards before trudging on forwards. He could hear Aros chuckling in the back of his mind, obviously enjoying his host’s misery.
You know, sometimes I’m glad I’m stuck inside your head, Aros joked, sending Sora a brief image of him smiling smugly. The teen rolled his eyes and continued moving on, shoving his way through the crowd.
“I hate you,” he muttered, picking up speed and leaping into the air, grasping the metal framework of a building. He had been planning on getting a better view of the city, but he hadn’t known the metal was EXTREMLY hot after sitting in the sun all day long. “Holy shit!” he yelled, falling to the ground and blowing on his singed fingers.
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Post by Becula on Dec 28, 2007 21:23:42 GMT -5
Harley walked through the city, looking around. "Its pretty calm here for a city," she said to the Poromon flying next to her. "But of course, that's a good thing."
"Yep, but I wish we had came to candy city, or gingerbread city instead of here. Steel is boring," said Kora. She then saw a guy holding a D-tector. "Hey I think he has a spirit too! Let's go say hi!" Kora then flew over to him.
"Kora wait!" Harley said, being much more shy than the little pink bird.
"Hi! I'm Kora! Ooh you have a D-Tector, so does Harley, but hers is prettier. Its pink like me, and white too, but mostly pink!" All this time, Kora spoke rather quickly, being very hyper for no particular reason. She probably sounded like someone to had too much caffeine.
Harley then caught up to them. "Kora, you can't just go flying up to people."
"But that's how I make friends," the small digimon said.
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Post by Dameon on Dec 28, 2007 21:33:22 GMT -5
Dameon blinked and sweatdropped, considering this digimon flapped in front of him from out of nowhere and begun speaking and introducing herself in a.. hyperactive manner. He was hardly able to depict anything she said although the bit about another person having a spirit did perk his interest. He then realized this girl who had just ran up and scolded this 'Kora' must have been the one the Poromon was talking about.
He chuckled a bit, smiling and looking at the two of them. "Nice to meet you Kora. And you must be that Harley she was talking about.. hi, I'm Dameon." He said. He was still holding his D-Tector, so it wouldn't be too hard for the two to deduce he was just like them.
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 28, 2007 21:38:41 GMT -5
Sora pushed himself to his feet and rubbed the back of his head, muttering under his breath. He could swear he heard a high pitched, squeaky voice echoing in his head, which was a pretty good sign he had a concussion. “Fantastic,” he grunted, standing up and turning around.
“What the hell?” he said, noticing the tiny, pink fuzzball the gibberish was coming from. “I didn’t think it was even possible for someone to talk that fast…” he peered at it, trying to figure out who had the displeasure of listening it its incessant babbling.
“Dameon?” he asked, recognizing his friend almost instantly. Tensing his leg muscles, he hurled himself over the crowd and came to a skidding halt a few feet away from the teen. "Hey man, how’s it going?” He asked, flashing a goofy grin. HE then noticed the other girl, along with the strange pink…thing. “Who’s your friend?”
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Post by Becula on Dec 28, 2007 21:46:44 GMT -5
"Hi, I'm Kora!" Kora said cheerfully as the other boy approached. "I'm Harley's partner!"
Harley laughed nervous. "Hi, I'm Harley. Don't mind Kora. She's hyper and only a few days old."
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Post by Dameon on Dec 28, 2007 21:48:01 GMT -5
Dameon laughed a bit, smiling at Kora's hyperness. It was kind of funny to see actually, she was obviously an energetic little digimon. He then looked at Sora, surprised a bit to see him here. "Hey Sora," He greeted his friend, smiling stilll. "What're you doing here?"
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 28, 2007 21:59:20 GMT -5
“The usual,” he responded, lacing his fingers behind his head. “Breathing, living, screwing around, and occasionally beating the crap out of a jerk or two.” That, in his opinion, pretty much summed up most of his life.
“In case you couldn’t tell, I’m Sorra,” he said, introducing himself to Harley and Kora. He did a kind of fake bow and grinned.
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Post by Becula on Dec 28, 2007 22:01:41 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you," Harley said. She then looked at Dameon and said, "So I see you have a D-Tector. Do you have a spirit, too?"
Harley has the spirit of wind!" Kora said proudly.
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Post by Dameon on Dec 30, 2007 20:50:33 GMT -5
Dameon laughed a little, smiling then glancing at Harley. "Spirit of Wind, huh? That's cool, I have the Spirit of Light.." He told her, then smiling up at Kora then back at Harley. "I guess that eight others are the same like us, because our spirits are of the ten Legendary Warriors.. kind of exciting when you think about it." He admitted with a smirk.
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 30, 2007 21:03:07 GMT -5
“Spirit of Chaos,” Sora said, thumbing his chest and grinning. “And he is possibly the most annoying ass in the entire world. I mean, all he does is babble on and on about how the Legendary Warriors aren’t that great, and if it wasn’t for him they wouldn’t exist. Or something like that, I just ignore him. ” A sharp pain shot through his head as the words left his lips – most likely courtesy of said ass. “Yeah, yeah, deal with it Aros,” the teen muttered, watching his spirit appear at his side. Of course, he’d be the only one who could see him, but hell, he didn’t care what they thought about him. “Better watch your tongue, little one,” Aros muttered, crossing his arms and grunting. “Next time I might not be there for you when things get rough.”
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Post by Becula on Dec 30, 2007 21:27:17 GMT -5
"You spirit talks to you?" Harley said. "Mine never did."
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Post by Dameon on Dec 30, 2007 21:29:20 GMT -5
"My spirit talks to me," Dameon said, then glanced at Sora. "Apparently he has big distaste towards the spirit of chaoes, and says that he wasn't there for the final battles with Lucemon, so how does he find himself superior." The boy shrugged and laughed a bit. "Got a bit of a point there."
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Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 30, 2007 21:39:39 GMT -5
“THAT LITTLE BASTARD!” Aros screamed, making Sora grasp his head in pain. “Does he have any fucking idea what it’s like sitting in a little statue while you miss out on the biggest battle of the friggen century?” Sora opened his eyes and attempted to tune out the spirit’s rambling.
“How can I summarize this…” Sora said, attempting to make sense of the jumble of curses and insults flying from the warrior’s mouth. “Okay, what I think he’s saying is that he couldn’t have done anything because he was stuck in a statue…makes sense...and if Lobomon is so great, why doesn't he come out and talk to him man to man…okay, that’s just wrong, Aros.” Sora slapped his partner – even though to others it appeared as if he was slapping nothing but air.
“Touch me again and I’ll personally see to it that you stay a virgin,” the spirit growled, glaring at Dameon. Sora rolled his eyes and scoffed.
“Please, you and what army?” he tautned, enjoying how his spirit’s face was turning bright red. He furrowed his brow for a moment, clearly annoyed at something. “Will you fucking drop it about the Spirit of Order already? I get it – you hate her gut, and she hates yours. I don’t give a damn.”
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