Going Digital [Open]

[Zo Zamorano]

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The soft hum of her computer's fan spinning away filled the poorly lit room. The only source of light came from the large computer screen that sat in front of the bespectacled girl. Light glared off her glasses as her hands danced between the keyboard and her mouse. A forum could be seen scrolling on the screen in front of her. The girl would stop her typing occasionally to take a drink from a bottle of soda that sat next to her screen. After what seemed like hours, she leaned back in her computer chair. The old chair creaked and groaned as her weight shifted. The red haired girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was getting late... Maybe it was time for bed? A soft yawn escaped her lips as her eyes fluttered close for a brief moment. As her eyes shut, a strange sound be heard. Opening them once more, her computer screen was lit up even brighter than before. The girl leaned forward, blinking into the blinding brightness. What was going on...? She reached up to pull down her headphones. Her ears were met with the soft sound of faint electronic beeping. Then, a ray of light came out of her screen- as if someone was pointing a blue laser pointer at her forehead. The thin light grew in size before all she could see was blue. And then, the sensation of falling came to her. Letting out a scream, both of her hands gripped her chair tightly- refusing to let go. Soon, she was falling through the blue light while on her chair. Her scream could be heard piercing the air as she squeezed her eyes shut and gripped the handles of her chair for dear life. She tucked her legs in under her as well out of fear of them crashing into something. With a heavy thud and some terrifying skidding, the chair came to a land sideways. She was still sitting in it. Her large glasses had gone sideways on her face in the ordeal. The girl refused to open her eyes as she shook. When the scent of moist earth reached her nose, she opened her eyes. She almost wished she hadn't. Crawling out from the remains of her now destroyed chair, the girl could see that she wasn't in her room anymore... Or even in her hometown. Through the darkness, she could make out long rolling plains all around her. Trembling, her hands gripped the edge of her shirt. What had happened? How had she suddenly ended up here? Her eyes shifted to the now destroyed chair in the dim darkness. She let out a gasp at the notice of her book bag- still strapped to the back of the chair. Pulling it by the strap, she yanked the bag from the splintered wood. Hugging the bag, her eyes shifted to look around once more as they adjusted to the darkness. She could make out a... house? There were trees around it, but the shape of a large home could be seen. Gulping, she began to approach it. She must have approached the house from the back, as she couldn't see anything but a pool and overgrown grass. Something sent a shiver down her spine, but the whole ordeal had shaken her- so it wasn't that surprising that she was feeling uneasy. Clutching her bag, she made her way through the overgrown grass and to the backdoor. She couldn't make out how it looked exactly in the dark, but when she got closer, the worn and weathered appearance became somewhat clear. Still, this was the only thing she could see. Even if it was abandoned, maybe she could hide here until daylight broke? As she opened the old door, a loud creak filled the air. Stepping into a dark hall, her soft voice called out in a somewhat shaken tone. ”¿H... Hola? ¿Hay alguien aquí?”

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[Jayden Hudson]

Jayden had been travelling on the digital world for what seemed to be a few days now, and in that short amount of time he had met two partners whom were becoming like family. I'm their tredge through the domain plains he spotted a mansion upon a hill. "Oi fellas there is a place we can rest for tonight." Ken would speak up; "would be nice to sleep without worrying about the rain." Nin would nod in agreement. "We should be safe there." The trip would begin to make their way up the hill when Jay would spit a girl making her way to the mansion.

"Oi, would you look at that fellas it's another human. Let's go see what's going on, eh?"

Continuing the climb Non would mutter; "She doesn't have a partner with her Jay she could be in danger." The young tamer would nod; "guessin that's all the more reason to go say hi then."

After making it to the top of the hill he would open the door following the girls lead. His partners were scanning the area as they walked through. Spotting the girl he would throw up a hand. "I Sheila you are the first human I have seen since I arrived here; the names Jay, and these are ma buddies Ken, and Nin. We noticed you was alone and wanted to check up on ya."

[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]there was a young woman whom had set up temporary residency within the abandoned home. she remained undetectable at first, nestled comfortably in one of the rooms that possessed a bed. despite its over abundance of dust that had clogged up her nostrils once or twice and the obvious lack of electricity it made for an adequate source of shelter. andrea had been here for several days at the most. time tended to blend together, and the girl's ability to keep track of it had waned ever since she had arrived in such a curious realm.  "mmm."  she breathed deeply, wielding her jacket as a makeshift pillow while in the midst of resting. the mattress was old, yet the level of comfort it brought about was undeniable. when she awoke there was no hint of aches or pains - only a pleasant feeling of rejuvenation that immediately washed over her.  "ah could stay here fer a bit," she muttered.  the girl opened both eyes, revealing one that was a lovely and healthy shade of blue. the other was useless and pale and partially bloodshot - irreversibly damaged. the redhead would cover it with her eyepatch that had been perched upon the nightstand, yawning and stretching leisurely after it had been secured onto her face.  "hm?"  it was faint - creek.  - but she had heard it, nonetheless. someone had most likely entered her temporary abode, and andrea felt her mind snap awake as she acknowledged that simple fact.  could be the wind, though. this house ain't in no pristine kinda condition.  miss belmont remained wary, tugging on her trousers and carefully stepping into one of the halls. squinting her one-eyed gaze as she peered into the encroaching darkness the spirit user attempted to determine the source of the noise. instead of calling out she listened closely, detecting the noise of multiple individuals. a scowl twisted at her pretty features, the young woman moving forward with obvious caution. when she turned a corner the lone female was greeted by the sight of a man and a woman of similar age.   "oh?"  she stood in the middle of the hallway, peering at them with a wary look in her eye.  "and what are ya'll doin' here?" she asked.  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ Zo Zamorano Jayden Hudson  ■

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[Zo Zamorano]

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When the voice of a boy reached her ears, Zo turned to stare at the man- whom was cast in various shadows. Her eyes went wide as she noticed the outlines of the.... large talking birds? Furthermore, they were speaking English. She could barely understand them. What was a Sheila? Her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness as he... said more strangeness. Zo could make out the feathered monsters in more detail, and her brow twitched. What was this? What kind of monsters were with the man!? Why wasn't he reacted like a normal person would at having something so weird following him around? A look of concern and worry- even fight- was plastered clearly across her face as she took several small steps back from him. ”Er... pardon, no... er que...?” she stammered, unable to grasp for proper words as her eyes locked on the strange feathered beasts. When a second voice reached her ears, Zo turned to see a girl... with an eye patch? Her confusion only grew as she leaned against the hall wall next to her and looked between them- back and forth. Why wasn't the pirate girl reacting to the weird monsters!? Zo would sink down against the wall and press her head against her knees as she tucked them towards her chest. She could barely understand anything either of these people were saying, and now everyone was acting like monsters were normal... Well, falling out of the sky in a computer chair wasn't normal- but that wasn't the point. “Qué sucede...”

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[Jayden Hudson]

YOU CAN'T WAKE UP

THIS IS NOT A DREAM

Jayden would watch as a newfound girls would make her way into sight the girl appeared to be around his age. “Oi Sheila what’s your name?” He would mutter as he looked her up, and down attempting to find some sort of sign of ill intent. His eyes wouldn’t break from the gaze of the red haired beauty until his partner Nin grabbed his pant leg tugging on it. “Jay, the girl we followed in here seems to be having difficulties. He would watch in awe as he noted she was speaking in a tongue that was foreign to him. Though it was one of the most common languages spoken around the world he didn’t pay much attention in Spanish Class. Looking at the girl he would attempt to formulate a sentence to reassure her of her surroundings. “Somos tus amigos sheila.” He would then walk over to her, and would place his hand on her thin shoulder, and would smile. “I hope I was saying that right, it would’ve been bad if it were something dirty. Know what I mean lil fellas?” The twin digimon would nod their head agreeing with the statement that he had just made. While consoling the frightened girl he would look back up at the red haired beauty. “Oi red, you wouldn’t happen to be able to speak Spanish wouldya? I didn’t focus worth a swordfish’s ass during spanish class.”

Zo Zamorano ANDREA B. BELMONT Notes

YOU'RE PART OF A MACHINE YOU ARE NOT A HUMAN BEING

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[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"] at first she did not offer her name, instead casting the male a look consisting of a quirked brow and a slight frown.  "do ah look like some kinda fancy smanchy trans-la-tor, partner?"  her lips had curled slightly in a sneer - but, her single eye revealed the slightest hint of curiosity. the blue orb peered at the distressed woman, identifying those key indicators that reminded miss belmont of those whom were relatively new to the digital landscape. once the reaction was appropriately gauged the redhead chuckled, her smile lacking any amount of warmth.  "lookie here. it's a freshie," she remarked. "and one that don't speak the usual tongue. sounds like she's one of those mexicans or somethin'."  the spirit user shook her head, eyeing the male and his pair of digimon next. after a brief pause she proceeded to speak, approaching the pair with an obvious sort of swagger in her sway.  "ain't nothin' unusual."  belmont snorted at the sight of the crumpled woman, no amount of sympathy coming forth.  "nah. ain't unusual at all." with a shrug she proceeded to stuff her hands into her trouser pockets, her stance characteristically lax as she leisurely stepped past the lot.  "ain't none of mah business, either. ya'll keep it down while yer here. ah intend tah stay 'till that nearby storm passes on. should be comin' in a few hours, ah think. no more clear skies for a good while once it hits."  a hum slipped past her lips.  "and... it's just belmont. call me that if'n ya wanna talk."  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ Zo Zamorano Jayden Hudson  ■

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[Zo Zamorano]

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Zo continued to watch as the boy tried to communicate with the one eyed girl. She kept her back pressed against the wall in an attempt to make herself as small as possible. Maybe they would forget she was here and get distracted by each other- like dogs. Her eyes narrowed behind her glasses as the boy tried to speak Spanish. Her expression would soften as he seemed to at least be making an effort. ”Erm... mi nombre es Zo,” she spoke quietly. ”¿Que es un shiela?” When he reached to place a hand on her shoulder, quickly slide down the wall to avoid being touched by the stranger. Her brow twitched as she stared up at him. This man was far too friendly for her liking. Friendly people usually hid darker intentions, Zo knew she did. Her eyes would shift over to the other girl as she spoke in a strange accent that sounded different than the boy's. At the mention of Mexican, a flash of annoyance could be seen across her face. She'd reach out to pick up a small stone in the hall and throw it towards the girl. ”Mexicano!? No soy un mexicano! Pendeja!” she snapped towards the other girl. ”Soy de espana!” Her anger seemed to calm down at the mention of a storm. Slowly, she'd blink and word it out. ”Stoohm?” She knew what that word meant. A look of concern covered her face as she looked out the darkened and mostly broken windows. ”Hay que viene una tormenta?” she asked softly.

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[Jayden Hudson]

YOU CAN'T WAKE UP

THIS IS NOT A DREAM

The boy would listen to the shy girl as she began to speak. “Mi nombre es Zo, I think I know this one nombre means name so sheila your name is Zo pleasure to meet ya doll. Sheila is just what we call girls in the outback.” Reaching into his pocket he pulled his D-3 from his pocket. “Do you happen to have one of these?” His sentence was cut off by the girl calling the other a Mexican, “Oi!” He would begin to mutter as the girl began to what seemed to rip the redhead a new one. “Red, don’t judge a book by its cover yea? Ya can tell by the shade of her olive skin that she is a spaniard.”Hermosa diosa; that’s what you are doll.” He would extend his hand for the girl to reach out and claim it. Jay would then hear the girl speak of a storm blowing through the area. He would then look back at his twin partner, and would scratch his head. “Oi, lil fella’s how bad do the storms get around these parts?” Ken would shrug his shoulders stating that he didn’t know the severity of the storms. Nin would then hesitantly speak “The storms around here are dangerous if you are caught out in them. There have been counts of digimon being transported to different areas of the digital world, or worse deleted. Jay, these are just rumors though I have never actually seen them first hand.” The aussie would slap the back of his head, and would look at the two girls; “I guess I am the lucky bloke to be trapped with two beauties.” He would laugh as he would take a seat in the floor looking out at the people in the room. Nin, and Ken would take the seats beside him leaning their bodies against his. “Poor little guys are worn out from all of the travelling we’ve travelled quite a few miles to get here, and have no idea where the hell we are headed.”

Zo Zamorano ANDREA B. BELMONT Notes

YOU'RE PART OF A MACHINE YOU ARE NOT A HUMAN BEING

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[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]"hm?"  the spirit user had, at first, blinked owlishly at the woman as she shouted her outage. apparently the new girl was pissed, those pretty features of hers contorting to reflect such anger. predictably, the redhead had yet to legitimately care for the woman's plight. had the pebble not come into contact with her cheek she would have simply shrugged and moved on. but, as soon as the sharp sting came a hot lance of anger pierced her sense of reason.  "..." the female and male's attention had shifted toward the window by now, the storm having captured their interest. andrea remained idle, her single eye swirling with negativity as she quickly realized that the hispanic - mexican - whatever - bitch had the audacity to throw something directly at her face. it didn't help that it had struck her blind side, a flurry of emotion triggered because of it.  "hey," she called.  her focus veered toward the male within their presence. "ah actually do know a lil' - erm - 'spanish', ya said?"  the smile upon her face returned in full.  "here - ah'll talk to her. say somethin' she understands."  strolling toward the woman at a casual and nonchalant sort of pace she whistled.  "ey. ey. mexcian bitch. erm - what was the word now?" she visibly mulled over her oncoming sentence, lips lightly pursed.  "puta, was it? ah reckon it was puta. that's whatcha are, ain't ya? that's whatcha understand, right?"  apathetic toward the female's ability to process her words she reached out, intending to grab at the woman's hair in a characteristically cruel and malicious fashion.  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ Zo Zamorano Jayden Hudson  ■

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[Zo Zamorano]

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Zo's gaze shifted to the boy as he repeated what she had said. Then, he continued to speak. Her eyes narrowed as he spoke. Didn't he understand that he was having trouble with whatever words he was saying. He repeated the word sheila over and over- as if he was a parrot as well. When he pulled out the weird piece of technology, she was able to barely together what he was asking. She'd shake her head. ”No tengo eso,” she spoke softly. When he spoke to the other girl and then looked at her before calling her a goddess, Zo's face turned red, but she didn't take his hand. Guys who flirted too much worried her. Her attention would shifted to the boy's partner as he spoke. As the monster spoke of dangerous storms, Zo's face paled. For some reason she could understand him easily, but she didn't like what she heard. Her attention wouldn't be on the boy for much longer as the girl with the eye patch launched her counter attack. The other girl seemed to try grasping for any word that she could throw to Zo as an insult. Of course the only Spanish she knew was puta. How pathetic. Roll would roll her eyes at being called that. "¿Es realmente el único español que sabe intolerante? ¿Qué eres, cinco? ¿O simplemente tiene el cerebro de un perro!” she grumbled softly. When the hand reached out for her hair, Zo grunted. She hadn't expected her to actually do that. A soft yelp was let out as her hair was pulled.

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