Dusk [SOLO]

[Silica]

334 Words

It was that serene time between sunset and dusk; the sky, turning from a twilit fall orange to a deep and vivid purple colour. Silica alongside her partner Lunamon who was currently curled on and around her shoulders and neck travelled through the thick forest – a short distance away from Terrabyte City. “Luna, are you okay?” Silica asked the little white rabbit. “...Y-yes, T-T-Tamer. I am f-fine,” she murmured, clearly half-asleep. Silica chuckled slightly and slowed to a stop, so they stood together in an empty opening in the trees. “We can make camp if you want, It’s getting rather late anyway.” “N-no, no. Let's keep going, I can handle it,” she said jumping from her shoulder and walking back onto the path. “C-come on, Tamer. Let’s go!” She only made it another three steps before she collapsed again; into a small white heap and started to snore sweetly under her breath. Her ears dropped over her eyes and provided cushioning for her to lie on as she did so. It had been a rough time of late; she must admit. She had been brought to this world just a few days prior – met Luna who had protected her from a terribly disgusting group of slimy Numemon and even risked her own life to help them get away. Then, shortly after that; they had fought together against another group of Digimon who had taken siege of a nearby city. There was little time to sleep between all those events in just the past week. I guess it would be fair to allow Luna to get some sleep and maybe, she should do the same. Placing a light blanket over Luna’s tiny body and began to silently walk away towards the edge of the thick line of trees to find some loose branches to make a fire. “...T–Tamer. T-Thank you,” Luna muttered under her breath and rolled over and fell into a much deeper sleep and caused Silica to smile as she turned away.

[RukiaSays]

Palmon Hits Taken: 0 Confidence: 100%

Attacks Used: Stinking Attack: Releases a foul stench. Plant Shock: Showers the opponent in a wave of leaves.

A smell.

It didn't recognize the smell belonging to anyone it knew, and for a plant Digimon like itself, that was bad.

Living in the forest, there were plenty of stronger Digimon than the Palmon, which meant if it wanted a remote chance to survive, it had to use it's natural skills.

"Stinking Attack."

The Digimon would whisper, releasing a foul stench from the flower on the top of it's head.

It was usually used to ward away the bigger Digimon, but some were a persistent bunch that wouldn't leave.

So the plant had followed the smell it detected, increasing the range of it's own as it had.

What it saw from behind a few trees, was a human, and some kind of white Digimon on the ground.

Humans were easily scared. That was no secret. But the Digimon didn't look like it was any threat.

And for that reason, the plant had smiled. Another thing it needed to survive, was dominating the rookies it didn't know. How else was it supposed to grow stronger?

The Digimon raised one of it's arms, firing off at just the ground for now, to scare off the human, and see that the sleeping Digimon knew what would be coming for it.

"Plant Shock."

A wave of leaves had shot out from it's arms, which would then bounce off from the force it was fired at.

OOC NOTES: Other Digimon later.
Silica

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[Silica]

224 Words

Silica began to pick up the various lengths of branches and logs which littered the forest floor, trying to do it quickly so she could get back to Luna. She had been having a tough time, lately after all – it’d be worse if something happened to her. Her mind began to reminisce on to the events over the past week, the battles with the Devimon in the hotel and how that led to Luna evolving to a new and more powerful form. How she had entered into battle with a terrible Digimon trying to find vengeance for those who had their lives taken by him. She was so busy reminiscing, she didn’t hear the gentle rustles behind her. The sound of something hidden and alert --- watching her movements. She didn’t even notice as it moved closer to their camp to watch Luna fast asleep and Silica move further into the forest. That was when it decided to attack her. The force of her leave attack hit the bark of a nearby tree and shredded some of the tough skin from it. So, caught completely off guard by the attack it caused Silica to slip and fall backwards down a narrow bank. So, clumsily she fell – her leg took the brunt of the impact and lay sprawled out at an angle, quite definitely sprained.

[RukiaSays]

Palmon Hits Taken: 0 Confidence: 100%

Attacks Used: Poison Ivy: Entangles the opponent in ivy, causing slight numbness for one post.

This was too easy.

The Digimon had heard something happen, but what, it didn't know. When it crept out behind the trees, the human it had planned to just scare off, was gone.

That was a bad thing. The lack of difficultly only made the plant look around it's surroundings carefully.

What was the human planning? It couldn't see any movement within the trees, so it couldn't have been preparing to launch some kind of assault.

Why was it even with this Digimon anyway? Whatever. All that mattered was, the white Digimon appeared to be asleep, and still lying on the ground.

The Palmon wasn't sure whether or not this was some kind of trap, but it was going to still attack regardless.

Better to have at least one hit on the enemy now, then struggle doing so later. Stretching it's hands, the plant had started to creep it's vines towards the other Digimon, which it would use to weaken it.

OOC NOTES: Maybe 3 or 4 hits to finish off the Palmon.
Silica

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[Silica]

168 Words

Completely oblivious of the current situation; Lunamon continued to sleep – completely relaxed and secure – letting out soft murmurs as she slumbered. She was even more unknowing of the thin, toxic vines which were now creeping and trailing across the rough thicket towards the small camp. Very slowly, they rose up – ready to strike, standing tall over Luna; silently. Only a few inches away, Luna put her head up from the blanket she was wrapped in. Shaking her head, trying to wake herself up and yet still unperceiving the vines, ready to strike, behind her. “Tamer,” she whispered. “Where are you?” standing up and moving around the small campsite. Sniff. Sniff.   What’s that.   It smells a little –   – plant-like.  She saw them, the two long thin vines jump up slightly and then pull back as she noticed them.  “Is someone there,” she said sniffing some more – her keen sense of smell leading her towards the entrance to the forest. Sniff. Sniff.  It seems –   Very familiar.   A little like – a toxic plant.

[RukiaSays]

Palmon Hits Taken: 0 Confidence: 90%

Attacks Used: N/A

A slight movement.

That had been all it took to make the plant hesitate, it's vines waving in the air.

Was the other Digimon going to actually do anything? No. The Palmon would have felt it's vines be grabbed.

So what was it doing then? The plant heard it talk, mentioning something about a Tamer.

Is that what the human was? Someone who treated Digimon like they were some kind of pet?

This wondering had distracted it from it's objective, which was to attack the Rookie Digimon with caution.

Knowing the other Digimon had seen it's vines, the plant had retracted them, but it wasn't just going to leave.

Instead, the Palmon had appeared from it's hiding place, black eyes glaring at it's enemy.

"Your human is gone, and you will be too."

OOC NOTES: Just got back from last class.
Silica

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[Silica]

165 Words

She heard the voice first – a cold hiss, “Your human is gone, and you will be too.” Luna turned and saw it, freeing itself from wherever it had been hiding. It's large black eyes stared deep into her red ones – and then the words hit her. Your human is gone. Gone, gone, gone.  It echoed inside her head, repeating itself endlessly until something snapped. With utmost speed, she burst forward towards the Palmon. Her small, sharp fingers stuck into the side of it, forcing it to stand in place. “Unless you want me to – Take. You. Down.” A gust of ice-cold vapour blew from the sides of her mouth as she glared right in to the Palmon’s eyes. “Now, where is my Tamer,” she spat in a terrifyingly cold tone. Her lazy half-asleep attitude replaced by unbridled rage in a second. “If you don’t spit it out, you’re going to be garden salad.” This was her true rage. Never before has anyone forced this state upon her.

[RukiaSays]

Palmon Hits Taken: 0 Confidence: 70%

Attacks Used: Stinking Attack: Releases a foul stench. Plant Shock: Showers the opponent in a wave of leaves.

That anger.

Was it really because the Palmon had told it's opponent the plain truth? The plant didn't like the threat it received. This Digimon was the one trespassing.

And with a human no less. Wanting to fight in the first place however, the Palmon didn't have a problem with releasing the attacks it had used to test the area.

"Stinking attack."

With their close proximity, jumping away from the other Digimon hadn't been an issue, as the flower on top of it's head released a foul stench.

But it's attack had also been a sign that the plant had been startled by it's opponent anger, and felt threatened. So it shouldn't be a surprise that it had immediately attacked after launching the scent.

"Plant Shock."

Stretching it's arms, it would once again let out a wave of leaves directed at the other Digimon, in the hopes that it would be sent flying back.

OOC NOTES: Reminder that an npc a mod controls, shouldn't be controlled by a player.
Silica

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[Dr. Bees]

Completion notice provided at Silica's request in favour of rewriting this as a full solo.