Friend List: Part 1 of Nexus Founders Event!

[Zachary Scryer]

Things were quiet in his home. It was now 3:30 PM Eastern Standard time-- in New York City. In his parents Upper East side apartment, Zachary, the rookie tamer rested in his room. He had returned from school as it was now the weekend. Exhausted from dragging his heavy backpack around and all the activities he had in school, he was bushed. Dropping his backpack, he walked immediately to his bed and flopped onto the bed. As he did, another presence faded into being.

Panthermon-- his black jungle cat of a digimon partner. The elegant jungle cat literally appeared out of thin air, as he had been using his power of invisibility to easily accompany and watch over Zachary even among the busy streets of New York. Panthermon sat on the bed where Zachary was as he saw his partner, his face burred into his pillow and letting out a groan. The cat cocked his head at Zachary, perplexed how he was so tired.

"Rough time in school?" the cat asked.

"You try remembering complex algebra in math class. I can't believe I have to take that junk," Zachary groaned as he finally pushed himself off from his pillow and turned around. By instinct he reached over and pat Panthermon on the head. Normally, Panthermon was a very prideful and independent digimon. The last thing he wanted was to be treated like a pet, and so Zachary never did so. But after a long day, Zachary couldn't help but want to scratch him on the head and rub his smooth soft fur. In the end it was more for Zachary's benefit than Panthermon, despite the clear pleasure any cat would have to have its ears scratched.

After a few minutes of resting, Zachary finally pushed himself up. Despite his exhaustion, he wanted to check his email and things-- but he had a more interesting thought in mind as he sat there and waited for his computer to boot up. "Panthermon? How long do you think we been partners?" he asked, a rather odd question out of no where.

Raising his head, Panthermon gave it some thought, his gaze up to the ceiling. "Hmm... I suppose about a month," the cat said, looking back to Zachary as he answered him. "Why do you ask? " the digimon asked.

Resting in his chair, he slouched back and thought of things. He recalled the digimon tamers he did meet-- both in school and even in the digital world, the few times he actually visited it. He spent much of his time in the real world, for obvious reasons. School, family and responsibilities. Panthermon knew this. But working to KEEP the secret of him being a Digimon Tamer from others around him was exhausting. He managed to find a few, but after what he learned, he learned he was the lucky one. Not everyone had digimon who could just make themselves vanish into thin air like Panthermon. The 'stuffed animal' excuse only worked so many times, and other digimon were less convincing to be stuffed animals. It was a real problem. The only reason he was at ease now, was that his parents were not going to be back till later tonight.

For now anyway, Panthermon and him had the run of the house.

He was quiet for a moment as he pondered this. He wanted to make friends with other tamers like him. Not just those he happen to meet, but also others out there in the real world. He didn't want to feel isolated any more with the big secret. "I been thinking, Panthermon, we should try to find other tamers out there. I mean, I don't wanna just find them, but I am sure there are others like us. It's obvious we are not the only digimon and human partner in the world. That much is clear," Zachary said.

The panther got up from the bed and turned around, stretching out his limbs and flopped back down, now facing Zachary where he sat. "Of course there are others, but what is your point? " the cat said, a yawn escaping from his maw, showing off his impressive teeth.

Zachary shook his head as his computer finished booting. Turning to it, he opened up the internet browswer and began searching for one of those 'free to make blog' sites. "This isn't about just finding others, Panthermon. I realized something. I want to make a way to not only find other Digimon Tamers like myself, but also for them to have a place to talk, communicate, even meet. Even with the digital world, we can't just find one another. So..." Zachary fingers slowly sped up as he wrote down his account information, details and registered a blank template for the site. "...I am going... to make one..." he said, reaching the option to title the sight.

He paused for a moment as he thought for a name. Something unique but still related to Digimon. He needed something catchy, the title of his intent clear but also obscure enough to not stick out too easily. He had to disguise it just right. Slowly he typed in the following.

"Digimon... N-E-X-U-S"

Panthermon, now curious to what Zachary was doing after a while, slowly rose from his partner's bed. With a stretch of his back and claws, he hopped down from the bed and walked over to the desk. Jumping his front paws to the rim of the desk, he looked up high enough to see the screen.

The site was simple so far with the title nad the "D" with the dinosaur sprite sticking out of it. It was the best he could think of-- as the exact same logo was on the blue card that gave him his digivice. If anything, any tamer would recognize it as the true symbol for digimon. He hoped at least, most would recognize it.

After he gave a simple background and general menu, he finally got to write the blog area of the 'fan site'. Making it an official welcome entry, he began to write.

Welcome to Digimon Nexus!

To my fellow digi-enthusiasts, it is an honor to meet all of you. In the spirit of the large popular franchise of digimon, I wished to construct a fan-blog for others interested in this 'game'. Now for many, Digimon is a game. A passtime, and it is. However, it has expanded our imagination, enriched our dull lives, and offered us something... more.

I, myself, have been touched to take something really special from my interactions with Digimon. While Digimon in question are debated to be just a game, the digital world is real. We know it, and use it every day in one form or another. For those of you who know what I mean, this message is for you as well. We have made 'unimaginable' friends through it, some we never thought we have.

This site is for you, or anyone who shares such a steep love for Digimon, be it the card game, the tv shows, or anything related. Feel free to share your thoughts, interests, ideas and comments. And for all you digital 'monsters', this is a home for you too.

Thank you and looking forward to meeting you all,

Zaber.

"What do you think, Panthermon?" Showing his digimon the message he left. It was as heartfelt as he could, but also made the subtle hints to tell others 'if you are a real digimon tamer, please reply', in its context. "Might come off a bit sappy, but I didn't know how else to put it."

The cat drew his ears back a bit, feeling iffy about it. "For a public message, it makes the point clear-- while still disguising its intent. Still, I think we can come up with a better way to make it more obvious for digimon and tamers to tell what it means." Panthermon suggested.

"I am good, but I am not THAT good," Zachary said, his writing far better than his coding skills when it came to the internet. Still, he wished to reach out to others like him. Reach out to other digimon tamers or anyone with active knowledge of the digital world and digimon. "For now, this is a good start," Zachary said as he took hold of the mouse and pushed it over to the "Send Button"

With a final click, he hit it-- and posted it up for all to see.

And so he waited, eagerly hoping to receive feedback...

---

OOC: This is the first part of Nexus' Founding Team event.
Special Challege: For this thread only, you may write from a location anywhere to indicate you are checking, browsing, surfing the internet/web. As such, you all must write your character and partner somehow finding the website going live and the message it contains. You may incorporate your own take on it, interest, curiosity, and activity during it. It can happen in any location so long as you have a legitimate means to access the internet and find the page. Real world location ideal, but you may use the digital world if you can somehow. Use your imagination ! Through this, express your response and send your information to somehow share 'you too know of real life digimon'.

Thank you everyone and enjoy!

Maxwell Siegwaldt @taiga @dantelion Haruhi Ryuukami Leyton Thomson CROW Leon Regaros Tobias Jones

[Deleted]

Call me a sinner

The day had worn on. The inn was nice and cozy however. Dantelion had made a lot in tips today. First he filled in at a diner then at a pub. It was a small town but bustling. A little place called Deer Run. He could imagine this place being filled with deer. It was surrounded by farms and forests. A lovely place to be. He would love to make a home here. However most the people were Christian. So he knew he wouldn't be welcome. Not once they realized he was gay. A lonely life choice he supposed. He brought out his digivice. He flipped it around in his hand. Then sighing he looked about the simple room. The place had wi-fi....what ever that meant. He wasn't exactly tech savvy.  He did see a provided computer though. Each room had one under the condition of no porn or virus infected sites. Which was understandable. He placed his digivice beside it. "You are welcome to come through now." he said sitting in the chair and booting up the computer. Last time he had used one was in school. The digivice glowed and a blob came through. It looked around its nose twitching slightly. Before it's eyes lighting up.  "This place looks so calming....and I smell food." It says grinning. "Over there Theos," He said pointing to a grocery bag with left overs from the diner and pub. Theos grinned and jumped off the table. He quickly began shifting through the bag on the floor. Dantelion shook his head and looked at the computer. He had no idea what he wanted to do now. He opened internet explorer. The sound of Styrofoam being chewed upon hit his ears. Theos would eat anything..... He wondered. What sort of digimon was Theos. He'd asked him before but honestly he didn't understand it. Maybe there was a digimon codex somewhere. He brought up MSN and searched 'Digimon Codex.' He got some strange results. Mostly conspiracy theories. On page 4 however he was a place called Digimon Nexus. He clicked on it and looked back at Theos while it loaded. Theos was content and looked up at him with a smile. "What'cha doing?" He asked and slid over. "Trying to learn more about you digimon." He said and picked him up. He wiped his hands on his shirt afterwards. The clay like residue adding another layer of stains to his black shirt. "You smell good." Theos said relaxing in his lap. "I smell like food that is why. Don't go trying to eat me." He huffed slightly. His tone serious. "I won't." Theos said laughing. Though any others wouldn't have been able to tell it was a joke he did. Dantelion turned back to the computer. He began reading the introduction. 'Game'...... He wouldn't call it that. He wondered why so secretive about it. He saw only one other person was online. He registered for the chat....kind of. He just took an unprotected user name. He didn't have an E-mail. And odds were against him ever really needing one. What to say he pondered...Finally he just typed in. "Hi."

Words: 0581 Tags: @dantelion Lyrics: "Call Me" by Shinedown Template by Kuroya of THQ & GS. Digimon: ○ ABILITY - Blend - it can blend into the ground as a rock. ○ ATTACK - Rock Crush - Bites foes with its powerful maw meant to break rocks. 1 post cool down.

call me a saint

[Leon Regaros]

He was relaxing in the sofa chair that sat before the dark coffee table inside his office apartment.  Glancing up, he saw that Rias was reading a book and drinking some tea over in the kitchen.  It was a simple enough studio apartment that he also used as his office.  Leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees as his hands supported his chin, he sat there.  Looking down at the screen of the laptop in front of him as he opened up the Goofle search engine page.  Letting out a deep sigh, he straightened himself back up and brought those hands to the keyboard and began typing around, looking up any results for "Digimon" keywords.  He found something that stuck out and noticed it was fairly new.

"Down the rabbit hole we go...." he said to himself as he registered an account on the site.  After he registered, he noticed someone said something in the chat.  Without any form of hesitation, he joined the chatroom under an alias.

----------------------------------
[Chat Box]


Foxtrot: Hello there!   How are you?  Foxtrot here!  Seems a little lonely here, don't ya think?

-----------------------------------

[Zo Zamorano]

[attr="class","saschaunshifted"]

It was late in the evening- nearly 9PM. Zo was sitting in her room on the floor in front of her bed. Her back leaned against her bed as she fidgeted and played with a game controller. Her small flat screen television rested on a low table in front of her. In front of it was an old gaming system, a play station 2. An old Digimon game was flashing across the screen. The lower quality graphics reflected off of the girl's large glasses. She had gotten the sudden urge to play the game. So, she dusted off her PS2 and pulled out the game from the abyss under her bed. In all honesty, Zo hadn't really played the game for years. The last time she even touched it, she had still been living with all her younger brothers and sisters. Maybe she was getting nostalgic for those times? Still, every time she remembered those days, a twisted knot grew in her stomach at the memories. Zo would just bite down on the pillow resting in her lap when this happened. After an hour or so, Zo had gotten stuck in the game. Sighing, she lowered her controller to reach for the laptop next to her. She couldn't believe she needed to look up a walk through for a Digimon game of all things. As she typed, a sudden sneeze would escape her lips. Her hands would spasm over the keyboard – typing in “Digimon Neous.” The search engine would bring up various sites from the typo- but one was at the very tip top. Digimon Nexus. Zo blinked as she adjusted her glasses. What was that? It looked pretty new... Curiosity got the better of her as she clicked the link and the site's welcome message flashed up. Before she could fully read it, the sound of chat messages popping up with a 'Ding!' could be heard. Gulping, Zo eyed the site. Everything was in English. She knew enough to make it out from spelling, but still- the girl wound up bringing Google Translate up in another tab. Using this tool, she managed to send one message into the chat group. This site seems fairly new. /div]

[attr="class","fish"] [attr="class","gold"]-- [attr="class","gold"]-- [attr="class","gold"]: D

ulla

[newclass=.gold]transition:all 1s ease;padding:2px;background-color:#f7f7f7;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#666666;opacity:0;width:111px;text-align:justify;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.fish:hover .gold]transition:all 1s ease;opacity:1;[/newclass][newclass=.saschaunshifted ::-webkit-scrollbar]background-color:#ffffff!important;width:2px;[/newclass][newclass=.saschaunshifted ::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#cbfae6z!important;[/newclass][newclass=.saschaunshifted b]color:#e77d27;font-family:trebuchet ms;[/newclass][newclass=.saschaunshifted i]color:#27e7af;font-family:trebuchet ms;[/newclass]

[Zachary Scryer]

Maxwell Siegwaldt @taiga @dantelion Haruhi Ryuukami Leyton Thomson CROW Leon Regaros Tobias Jones Zo Zamorano 

Zachary waited patiently as he glanced at his computer screen. He sat back and reclined back at the page. He tried to not get his hopes up but the page was rather empty and silent for the time being. He wanted to think things would pick up rather quickly, but tried to get his hopes up. In the end, a new website would never just get instant hits just for going online in minutes. 

Beside him, Panthermon was laying down near his feet. Zachary felt Panthermon's bodyheat against his socked feet, comforting him somewhat. The cat was interested to see people reply to Zachary's attempt to find other Tamers. 

Zachary observed as his Digimon let out a cat-like yawn, showing his teeth. Seeing this, Zachary looked at the clock. It was pretty late as he stretched. He was about to get up and maybe take a shower-- till there was a sound of a beep on his screen. The beep also caused Panthermon's ears to perk up. Opening his eyes, the cat looked up, knowing it came from the computer. 

Zachary looked to find it coming from the built in chat section below the site. At first it was one person, then two... just simple stuff. "Hello" and "this is a little lonely here". Zachary bit his lip, realizing it was true, but he was going to continue. 

Taking a big breath, he reached for his keyboard as Panthermon hauled himself up. With his paws at the desk, he looked over at the screen and watched as Zachary wrote. 

Chat Reply:

Zaber: Hi there, good to see you all. The site just went up an hour ago. Don't be so surprised if its empty now. So tell me... what do you know about Digimon?

----

Zachary was still being cryptic, not wanting to let everyone who logged in potentially know. He couldn't just upright ask them . "Who here has a REAL Digimon and what Digivice you have? " Some would think he was crazy. 

Still, he knew he had to try. He would ask the next moment he could, and see if anyone replied. For now, anyone who knew about digimon well, might very well be a Tamer or knew of real digimon. 

[Blake Winchester]

Your love is my poison

And I'm drinking it down

The first day after receiving his partner he was perplexed as to what was going on, and if there were others with partners. The monotonous life on the ranch was being shaken up by the arrival of his new partner Blue. What killed him the most is that he couldn't come out and tell people about this great little dude. The fear of what might happen if the government caught wind of his partner. A rampant thought of a scientist dissecting at the little guy trying to find out how he was created. He would then look over at the little dude asleep on top of his desk. One thing was for sure last night had changed his life forever.

Reaching down to the tower of his computer he would push the power button, and listen to the engine begin to roar to life. As the screen lit up he would click on the internet tab pulling up good old Google. He would then hover his cursor over the search bar, and would click. Hesitantly he would begin to type, "Digimon in the real world."

After sorting through a variety of pages that appeared to be faked he came across a page called nexus. Clicking the link he would begin to read the introduction on the home page. He was beginning to think the entire site was a game until he noticed the little dinosaur logo that was in the blue card he got his digivice from. He began to read more in detail in the statement. "A game that's an interesting way to describe this whole situation." The small Punimon would begin to awaken with a yawn, "whatcha doin Blake?" The small red digimon would sigh. With a smile on his face he would mutter, "I found a site where others with partners speak in an online community." The digimon would begin to jump "talk with them Blake."

The tamer figured he should speak under an alias. He quickly created an account under the name of lonewolf. He would then begin to tap in the chat box.
Hey guys this is lonewolf; I am new to this 'game' looking for some assistance.

NOTES

Zo Zamorano Zachary Scryer @dantelion Leon Regaros

X

[Deleted]

Call me a sinner

Dantelion watched as people filtered in slowly. When one mentioned he was new to the game Dantelion sighed. This was awkward to say the least. "I am new as well. However I can tell you this much there are some unique digimon out there." He typed in thinking of Blight and their last words. He wondered what would happen with him.  "My digimon apparently is one of them." He continued. "In truth I came on hoping for information myself." He looked to Theos who was curled in his lap his eyes slowly closing but his body twitching with every sound. Dantelion muted the chat. He was sitting right there after all he could just see what was said. Hopefully he wasn't getting in over his head. Calling this a game was taking it way too lightly in his opinion. He was never one to play with the lives of others.

Words: 0203 Tags: @dantelion Lyrics: "Call Me" by Shinedown Template by Kuroya of THQ & GS. Digimon: ○ ABILITY - Blend - it can blend into the ground as a rock. ○ ATTACK - Rock Crush - Bites foes with its powerful maw meant to break rocks. 1 post cool down.

call me a saint

[Leon Regaros]

He looked over the contents being typed into the chat box, trying to examine the messages carefully.  There was one that stood out to him.  A user talking about his Digimon was apparently a unique kind.  Still unsure about the other parties, he thought it best to keep playing it safe.  His fingers began gliding over the keyboard again, tapping at the keys as he entered in a new message into the chat box.



[Chat Box ver 3.75]
---------------------------------

[Foxtrot]: Oh? What kind is it?  Mine's a Renamon.  Must seem rather common, but I can't complain.  I rather enjoy it.  And yeah, this place does seem a bit new.  Could definitely use some life, don't ya think?

---------------------------------


He sat back in his seat now and waited.  Who made this site he wondered.  By breaking down the details, it looked like an attempt at gathering intel.  If he could narrow down who was running this site, maybe he could have access to even more information.  For now, he knew he should just play along with the rest of the chat members.  However, a strange feeling still sat with him that he couldn't shake off.

[Nikumo Takara]

"Can I just say I hate mazes?" Nikumo would mumble to herself as continued to mindlessly tap the Z key in a attempt to speed up the process of annoying wild encounters on the game she was emulating.

Sometimes, a lazy day was all a girl needed and being back in her apartment home in Shibuya, the girl was geared up for a day of doing absolutely nothing. Needless to say, her attire reflected that, she for the most part stripped to just a (rather useless considering her flatness) bra and a pair of bloomers as she sat in a office chair, inched towards her laptop, which currently had open a emulator for an ancient game system called the "Nintendo DS", playing an old Digimon game on it. By the girl's side, a bit larger than average pink-wooled sheep had her hooves on the table as she watched her tamer idly play.

"Aww be a man girl and keep at it." The Sheepmon would comment, snickering slightly to herself as she watched her tamer's digital avatar yet once again be forced to backtrack, running into more mobs of Kotemon and Hagurumon. Why this was amusing to the mammal Digimon was beyond her... maybe she just liked seeing Nikumo make a fool outta herself? She'd be willing to help her out, but frankly she didn't have opposable thumbs, so that was out of the question.

"Easier for you to say... I get into a random encounter like every 6 seconds." The 19 year old would mumble sarcastically as once more her team of digital monsters ingame slew the mobs. Honestly, if only it were that easy in the real Digital World to get rid of hostile wild Digimon. Nyx may be a Champion level and she DID have a bunch of neato cards that with her D-Power could help, if they got surrounded by a bunch of mons or fought something much stronger, they'd be boned.

"Free EXP bruh." The Champion level would comment as she watched her tamer button mash through more wild encounters, a thought occurringing in her head. "If you are struggling, why don't you go and look up a walkthrough or something? Could help."

"For a game that is 34 years old? Ya bloody joking with me Nyx." The young adult would comment she glancing at her screen again to once more find that she was lost. Okaaaay.... maybe she DID need some help. Deciding it was a futile endeavor to just keep getting herself lost, the girl opened up a web-browser, quickly typing up "Digimon sites", then began scrolling down the list of results.

As she was opening up new tabs, she noticed one particular result for a site called "Digimon Nexus". Huh... pretty brand new site too, even had a chatbox. Admittingly, the girl's curiosity was picqued. Honestly, did she REALLY want to do this? It would be kinda awkward if someone who is a REAL-LIFE tamer just sorta began talking about Digimon with regular people. When she scrolled down to the text box, she could not help but for a moment gaze at the few messages, a few particular ones coming from two users standing out to her. Was she crazy... but did it sound like some of these people were talking about actual Digimon or something? Couldn't be... right? Regardless, the girl began to feverishly type out some messages in English.

---

Phantasmagoric: Oh heys, you guys are like RPing Digimon or something? Didn't realize people did that... Isn't Digimon like a really old franchise?

Phantasmagoric: Yo lonewolf, what game you talking about? The only one I been playing is one on the DS. Digimon Story: Moonlight. Actually pretty fun!

Phantasmagoric: So Foxtrot has a booty fox? Renamon would be cool to have! Probably would gotta be careful though. NEVER let your fox search up her name on Google.

Phantasmagoric: Are they a girl? Just want to make sure. I just sorta assumed thanks to all the R-34. @-@

Phantasmaorgic: Forgive me for I have sinned.

---

"You implying you like fox butt girl?" The Sheepmon by Nikumo's side would snidely comment, the look on the Digimon's face being an almost smug grin.

"Shut up you stupid farm animal." The girl in question would sneer, she waiting for a response if any.

[Deleted]

Call me a sinner

Dantelion wondered what this girl was talking about. There were actual games based off the digital world and its inhabitants? A strange thought. [Dante]: He's called a Cinglemon. He's only In-Training though. Looks like a big puddle of mud....er clay. He knew if Theos had been awake he would have corrected him. [Dante]: Honestly I'm not sure we could call this a game. I also have no clue what RP means... He never got on the internet much. Nor did he play games so their lingo was beyond him. He didn't doubt he was being too straight forward yet again. His biggest fault he supposed.

Words: 0159 Tags: @dantelion Lyrics: "Call Me" by Shinedown Template by Kuroya of THQ & GS. Digimon: ○ ABILITY - Blend - it can blend into the ground as a rock. ○ ATTACK - Rock Crush - Bites foes with its powerful maw meant to break rocks. 1 post cool down.

call me a saint

[Leon Regaros]

He grinned as he read the messages that seemed to pop up in the chat box.  He knew deep down that this had to be his best bet at possibly meeting other people with a similar fate as him.  His fingers began tapping at the keys again, answering some questions and joining back in the conversation.  

[Chat Box ver. 3.75]
------------------------------
Foxtrot: Must be a cute lookin' digi then. 
Foxtrot: And yeah, I was blessed with the "fox booty" but I'm fairly certain I'd get hit if I ever actually said that.  And I'm sure she's seen her share of things on the net at this point.  
Foxtrot: No worries, all sins are forgiven.  Just say three hail mary's and clear your browser history. lol.
Foxtrot: Side note, I wonder who's the main admin.  Do any of you know?
------------------------------


He addressed Rias as a living being without a second thought.  Maybe this could be his chance to put some bait out there to see if another tamer would bite at it.  Taking a sip of his coffee as he kept watching the screen for any responses.

[Zachary Scryer]

Leon Regaros @dantelion Nikumo Takara Blake Winchester Zo Zamorano @

Zachary had taken a moment to sit back and wait for more people to joint the chat and more people did indeed join in. He watched as they all chattered a bit more, seeing as different people spoke up and talked about their partner digimon. While it was real or just fictional, it was unsure for Zachary to know. Panthermon beside him also was curious as he saw the different people interact and meet one another. 

"Seems to be forming up well, despite it just starting. Why would they assume its quiet when its new?" the panther replied.

"Because people want fast and active over quiet," Zachary explained as he sighed and sat up, preparing to write a reply. He had to figure out a way to reach out to others, share he was a tamer but still keep the secret-- at least till he knew who in site was real or not. Slowly he typed out his response.

Zaber: Well its good to see you all. I mean the site only just started, so I appreciate still the interest. By the way, all your 'digimon' seem to be very cool. Tell me, what digivice do you use with them?

Now that was a key question. If he could tell who had what and actually be more specific in their answers it would help him figure out who was the real deal.

[Blake Winchester]

Sitting at the computer eating his favorite snack Cheetos and cola he would watch as the conversation would ensue when he would read the words of a person named zaber asking about what kind of digivice they used. This was a question that just seemed to floorboard the individual. How many different kinds of d igivices are there that people could have? What exactly was the true purpose of the site, and it's creator?

Chat Box:

lonewolfI use a blue and silver d-power got the blasted thing from a blue digimon card with the same logo depicted in this sites background. What about everyone else? Anyone else have a little slimy blob sleeping in your lap?

[Deleted]

Call me a sinner

Dantelion reached over and turned his digivice around in his hand. He hadn't considered there being more than one type. He really didn't know what version his was. There was no indication either on its surface.  [Dante]: Mine is blue and white. It has a slot on the side like for scanning credit cards. [Dante]: as for blobs. Mine is sound asleep in my lap. Dantelion looked down at Theos who seemed content. His legs started to get that familiar tired feeling he'd have to change position soon. He didn't understand this game they were playing. saying things like they were nothing. There was no reason to hide it. Governments knew about these things long before them. It hardly mattered now. The most they'd do would be to keep an eye on them. So long as they didn't disrupt the peace there was hardly room for concern. [Dante]: Since we all are so keen to beat the bushes. My digimon partner and I have visited the digital world twice. How familiar is everyone else with this 'world?'

Words: 0230 Tags: @dantelion Lyrics: "Call Me" by Shinedown Template by Kuroya of THQ & GS. Digimon: ○ ABILITY - Blend - it can blend into the ground as a rock. ○ ATTACK - Rock Crush - Bites foes with its powerful maw meant to break rocks. 1 post cool down.

call me a saint

[Nikumo Takara]

What
You Stupid Or Somethin'?

Nikumo

"Huh. I've never heard of a Digimon like that." Nyx would idly comment as she continued to read the posts as they came, her interest now a bit intrigued. New Digimon species of some sort?

The short-haired girl would glance at the Sheepmon, an unsure look on her face. That was odd... Nyx actually seemed a bit confused or something... Was there something actually more to this weird chat than she thought? "Aren't you like some kind of know-it-all for Digimon and stuff?"

"Well the Digital World is expanding everyday, so new species of Digimon are bound to happen." Nyx would comment, an almost impish smile on her face. Looks like the Digital World she had known has changed quite a bit since then. If this is a new Digimon, than was it reasonable to believe that these individuals her tamer was chatting actually had some merit to them? An amusing thought. "Heh, would love to maybe one day see this "Cinglemon" this Dante person is talking about. Fresh and In-Trainings are cute as buttons." She would chip in, her tail wagging excitably.

Nikumo remained silent for a few seconds; unsure as to what to think. "You impling that these guys are actual tamers or something?" She'd ask. While if that were true; it'd be neat to talk to some fellow tamers... but if they weren't actually tamers, she'd sorta end up making a fool out of herself. While the girl was normally a pretty lax individual, she wasn't sure she wanted to risk embarassment this soon.

"If you have a better explanation, throw it at me."

The girl would sigh slightly as she began to type into the chat once more. Damn, that sheep had her there.

Phantasmagoric: Lel, I need a full exorcist on my computer before I come clean. Also Dante, RP means roleplay. So like roleplaying Digimon and stuff!

Phantasmagoric: Oh cool Lone, I have a D-Power too! Admittingly it's a black one... Rest your "ow the edge" comments if you can.

Phantasmagoric: I sorta wish my partner was a blob. My partner's Rookie level is a Pilomon, some kind of pillow sheep; but she never sticks to a bloody form. One day she likes to stay in her Fresh level, another day Rookie level. Champion level is not exempt from this.

Phantasmagoric: I'm kinda thankful her Champion level, Sheepmon; isn't really that big. I mean, bigger than a actual sheep; but least she ain't some giant hulking dinosaur like a Greymon. I just hope that if she ever hits Ultimate level and decides to start lounging in those forms that they aren't big...

The girl would for a moment began to think to herself... What if the people on right now actually were the real deal? Like, it wasn't far-fetched that tamers would use the internet to contact another... but she had to admit, everyone seemed pretty serious about they having actual Digimon.

Phantasmagoric: Yo. Just kinda want to ask... you guys are tamers. Like the real deal. Right?

Words↝XXX

Testing This Out

Tags↝

Template by Willeria of THQ!