A Short Joke (Open)

[Angeli]

In a small clearing in the more hospitable regions of the Nanosphere Forests, bright light shone from above the treeline down to the calm forest floor. It was a warm day with mild weather, a perfect day to be out and about if one were travelling. With not a single cloud obscuring the sky above, one would have a clear view of above if their view were not obscured by the trees that strewn around the place.

In one particular clearing, resting in a small patch of flowers, a Digiegg sat there. It was a Digiegg that was bright purple and very shiny, almost like that of a polished gemstone. Why such a thing would be out in the middle of nowhere was anyone's guess... being an egg, it was defenseless to anything that might come and consider having it for a meal. While not unheard of, it certainly is less likely for an individual Digiegg to survive long enough to hatch unless cared for. Was it sentient enough to know where it was? Doubtful. For now, it waited idly... as if waiting for something to come along.

[Ryuu Oda]

[Angeli]

The Digiegg shivered slightly as it felt the presence of another being finally approach it. Just it's presence alone was enough to cause it to know it was being threatened, though this instinct would not aid it as it was still a defenseless egg. Even if it were able to hatch now, it would have been just a Fresh level Digimon, one who was still a delicious snack to even a Rookie level Digimon.

Luckily for it, it seemed that it's existence would continue for a little bit longer. A trio of individuals appeared, attempting to intervene the would-be predator. While of course blind to the world, the cradle of digital life could feel a few attacks fly over head, the previous individual retreating away. Thankfully, it was able to survive unscathed, but surely the individual inside would have been terrified at seeing the attacks thrown at it's general direction, even if it were for it's own sake.

The egg felt itself lifted off the ground by something that was definitely not a Digimon. On the plus side, it did not appear that these individual wanted to make a easy meal out of it, so it almost seemed to settle down slightly, no longer fearing for it's unborn life. It only needed a bit more time before it could hatch, but at least for now it was no longer in danger.

[Ryuu Oda]

[Angeli]

Despite not being truly conscious yet, the egg seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as the individual holding it began to say something, though it's words were muffled. It was able to make out "dangerous" and "not good" though... perhaps relating to it's current plight? At the very least, that meant it was not under attack.

Feeling it's captors seem to pause, something caused the Digitama to become agitated. Whether it was because it was still unsure about it's captors' desires for it or just that it was frightened of anything larger than it was mostly unknown, only that it was now moving a bit more than usual. A crack quietly formed on the top of the egg shell, light entering it's inhabitant's vision for the first time. Curiously, the inhabitant peeked it's eye out of the hole it made, light causing it's vision to be blurry. The urge to get out of it's prison compelled the newly born Digimon to break the egg further, eventually it able to squeeze it's white, slime-like body out. It was a Puttimon, the lowest order of angelic Digimon, it lightly flapping it's wings as it crawled out.

The newly-born fresh was now in the lap of a giant... at least to her perspective. While initially confused, something inside of her seemed to plug two plus two together, she realizing that this was not a Digimon, but a human. A tall, tanned man with long white hair, and while his face was relaxed, there was something fierce to his looks even while docile. "H-huuu...man?" The Fresh level seemed to quietly say to herself, stretching her vocal cords for the first time. She noticed nearby two draconian Digimon, one red and one blue... allies to the human? Humans are not supposed to be here in this world... right? Even she was not sure. A maelstrom of info swirled in her young, developing mind as she tried to become used to her new surroundings.

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(OOC) Pardon for being slow, I had thought Pie would be posting, but guess not! I will take care with posting quicker now.

[Ryuu Oda]

[Angeli]

The Puttimon was slightly unnerved by her surroundings, still not used to them. It appeared she was in some sort of forest, a single massive tree standing above all. It's grand appearance alone told her that she was somewhere unique right now... though her wonder towards the world was interrupted by the feeling of a hand stroke her soft body gently. She glanced up to see the human male whom was the culprit, she relaxing in his lap.

"Name? I... I don't have a name." The Fresh level mumbled, having not considered that at all. She was barely 3 minutes old, so could you blame her? She knew she was a Puttimon and that some Digimon were content with being called that, but humans weren't lke that. Humans never merely name themself "human".  She went silent as she thought about this, she noticing the human ask the Veemon from what it looked like to get some fruit, the blue reptilian Digimon returning with a couple of red, bright apples plucked from the plant-life around them.

Puttimon while felt her tiny stomach growl at the sight of food, she could not help but back away some from the fruit being offered to her. What if they were only being nice just to trick her, and that they were planning to fatten her up and eat her? Perhaps a silly concept, but the baby Digimon did not know better. "Are you just making me fat so you can cook me later?" The Fresh level would ask skeptically, though her stomach had else to say. She still had little idea about her whereabouts were, something she desired to learn. "Misters? Where are we?" She would ask, unsure of the location herself. Odd, felt like she knew more about the human world than she did her own world...

[Ryuu Oda]

A Short Joke.

As he pet the digimon and it responded to his question he'd chuckle some,

"Puttimon it is until you decide."

He'd tease as he sent off his digimon to get the food and upon coming back and offering it some food he'd laugh more as it as so timid and distrusting.

"You really must have ha a bad experience in your prior life to be so distrusting."

Moving his cape some he'd smile,

"This scar was one  got  helping my digimon. This other one here was from protecting the Toy Town."

He'd say as he pointed to each scar before taking a bite of one the apples they offered. Before offering another fresh  one to the Puttimon.

"We don't eat digimon, we help them."

He'd laugh more then place the food near the growling hungry baby digimon as he and his ate silently listening. As the digimon asked where they were. Eyes gazing about he'd shrug,

"Some where deep in the Nanosphere forests. This is the ancient tree. It's got all sorts of rumors but one of the safer places in the forest"

He'd shrug some then pick up anther apple and begin eating it. Eyes shifting he'd look to the tiny digimon.

"Did you wish to go some where in partcular, perhaps something to do with you past life? You don't have any memories do you?"

He'd ask some arching his brow some interested in her sudden point of view about location over food.

Angeli

CODED BY LOGAN

[Angeli]

The tiny angel Digimon seemed to tilt her body in confusion at the young man seeming to decide that she was fine with her species name. A suitable arrangement she supposed. She'd have to decide on a name for herself in the future.

Puttimon could not help but seem to stare at his cheerful offer of of food, he mentioning something about a prior life.Oh yeah... Digimon DID have the potential to have prior lives, didn't they? Well, she wasn't sure she had one. Felt like everything was new to her still, so that likely ruled that option out. Well, that did not concern her. Any past life she might have had was meaningless to her. "I don't think I had a previous life mister. Everything is so new to me." Awkwardly, the Fresh level seemed to settle down slightly, nudging closer to the apple and taking a bite out of it, she softly chewing the food in her mouth.

The Fresh level watched with mild curiosity as the young man seemed to showcase a few scars of his, apparently from his endeavors in this world. The Digital World was a dangerous place, huh? She could not help but stare in confusion at his mention of them helping to protect a town of some sort. "You didn't help the town for free though, right?" She'd ask, unable to think of a reason or motivation for such an action. Why would anyone do something like that for free? If you are protecting people, you should expect compensation.

"I don't have any memories. Not my own. I don't really know where to go from here." She'd answer his question, she too unable to answer that question fully. She wasn't sure if they qualified as memories, but the Puttimon notably felt like there was a wealth of info inside her. Information about the human world, but mostly about the conflict between the humans. Those conflicts that were called "wars". The Fresh level seemed to shiver slightly as she dwelled on the idea of humans killing one another, seemingly for no reason. Did Digimon do that too? She wasn't sure. "Mister, why do you humans fight eachother all the time? Like what's the point of fighting like in those wars you humans always do?"

[Ryuu Oda]

[Angeli]

As Puttimon finished her apple, she noticed that she was passed another apple, something she would quietly reject. Food was good and all, but she was not hungry anymore. "No thank you." She'd politely decline, she listening intently at the tamer's reasoning for his motives. A union? She could not help but be a bit skeptical about that idea. A union to promote peace between the humans and Digimon? Considering the humans' track record, she doubted such an idea was possible.  

"So in the end, it basically is pointless, right? No matter how much people try and bring peace, someone is going to muck that all up and ruin it for everyone." She'd respond, sighing slightlyat that thought. Digimon were likely no better than the humans. After all, they were built to be killing machines practically. Digimon could feed on data, and due to being data-comprised beings, she saw the potential in consuming another. You really could only look out for yourself when it came down to that. She did not want to become a meal to some hungry predator anytime soon. 

The young man seemed intrigued about her statement about the human wars, he seeming to question how she knew about such. She knew that it was foreign knowledge for the most part... guess it just happened that data about that type of information ended up forming a Digiegg eventually. "Is it odd that I know about the wars your world has had mister? Ones like World War II or the conflicts between countries and terrorists... It's all so stupid. How have both humans and Digimon not killed themselves off entirely yet?" The cynical Fresh level would comment, she shaking her head dismissively, a headache coming over her. Humans had nuclear weapons and Digimon had practically god-like beings. Both worlds were resting on sleeping giants that could turn them into ash... and the Puttimon knew very well that there was nothing she could do about it.

[Ryuu Oda]

[Angeli]

The Fresh level's face seemed to scowl slightly at the thought that some people would try and ignore conflict like that. "Those people are ignorant then. The reason why conflict happens is because people end up getting power and learn to abuse it. Give a gun to a crazy person and you don't need to be a genius to know what they will try and do next."

A peaceful resolution? That was just delaying the inevitable. As long as someone can kill, maim and or shoot another, that resolution will soon be followed by more fighting. And she knew that there were people that had no empathy... no remorse for others. If humans could be as wicked as that, she was sure Digimon could too. "But what if that is just because we've been lucky? What if one day, someone shows up that cannot be reasoned with? What if all they wish is to see the world burn... Alot of conflict that happened in your world was started because someone else did not nip the buds... before they could grow." It was a bit like a newborn Digimon... like herself actually. A Fresh level Digimon is nearly harmless... but once it begins to reach evolutionary levels like Champion or Ultimate, they become a force to be reckoned with. Humans were lucky that they were mostly limited to being squishy meatbags... Something like a Ultimate or even Mega level Digimon would be terrifying if they went on a rampage. 

"Assimilate...?" The Puttimon seemed to mumble to herself as the young man mention that concept, a shiver running down her body. He was right, Digimon could be reborn normally, but assimilating their data would kill them for good... or would they be dead for good? If someone was assimilated, would they be still able to think? Or would they just become like the assimilator? It was a scary thought regardless. 

She looked up at the tamer in slight confusion. What WAS she going to do? She needed to grow yes, but was there something she wanted to do? Not dying would be nice... She honestly wanted to remove anything that could kill her out of the equation, just so she never had to worry about her own mortality. She could be like... a queen or something? She would have been an awesome queen, she was sure. If she were queen, no war or other nasty stuff would happen under her watch. She'd make everything perfect. "Queen of the Digital World..." She'd mumble to herself, daydreaming slightly, though not before quickly realizing she had not answered his question. "Uh... I don't know. I don't know where to go from here... I just want to Digivolve enough to be able to take care of myself." She'd answer, her white blob-like body tinged red from embarrassment.

[Ryuu Oda]

A Short Joke.

Sighing he'd shrug and feel bad, yet explain the situation.

"You asked me a question, to which I gave an answer not necessarily my personal belief. Please try to keep that in mind before expressing anger to another."

He could seeing how angry it made her and how strongly she felt bout it so he'd chose from this point onward to move on and avoid any unncessary conflicts of opinion; seeing as war was sometimes needed to take out said people in power who abuse it. So it can be hard to prefer one over the other as you need both to exist a yin and yang concept he was all too familiar with.

As he listened to her questions he'd smile, she was a lot wiser then most of her age but at the same time her views were far more jaded.

"Listen little one, there are man what ifs in this world. You dislike the idea of war, yet you dislike the idea of peace. One can not exist without the other, that is why it exists among those with superior minds  Beasts just live, but man and digimon can think deeper."

He'd say as he sighed and continued.

"Mankind holds hope true. They try to let things slide or ignore problems that aren't thre own because if they don't they got to war; yet as you say war...war never changes. It is inevitable at times. That is why some prefer to fight the battle tomorrow and avoid the battle today. There is no wrong or right approach. Once you deem this fact, this becomes a persecution of those who do not believe your ideals and war on anyone who isn't a part of your thought process. A dangerous way of thinking."

Folding his arms he'd look to her.

"Would you rather we kill all the crazy people as they do not deserve the right to live, or perhaps they do not deserve the right to defend themselves? Morality is never black or white. But all sorts of shades of grey, life is situational and at best sometimes all we can do is wait."

As she then questioned him about assimilation he'd nod.

"It is a truly despicable act. Most kill one another and live on, but some digimon assimilate another removing any chance for rebirth. This makes you digimon more human as that death by assimilation is permanent. This method breeds crazy digimon and helps raise them to power where others either bow or add to their strength. So yes, digimon in a sense have adapted terrible mindsets just as bad as humans."

He'd chuckle some at her desire to become a queen then ruffle her tiny hair as he teased.

"Well a queen like you might be interesting, but before you can become queen you need to grow up a bit princess. As such lets discuss a way to do so. Training is the most prefer, or you could always become a mad queen and assimilate others to obtain your power if your lazy."

He'd tease his implications just a joke.

Angeli

CODED BY LOGAN

[Angeli]

"I just find the concept of war to be revolting. It is the antithesis of progress. Hard work and labor is destroyed when conflict arises. All this time, it feels like every answer to war has just been a temporary patch to the problem. If everyone worked just together, many wars could be avoided and or stomped out." Puttimon would cynically say, her tone of voice obviously showing that she was upset about this. She wanted things to be peaceful, yet it sounded like a impossibility. How frustrating...

Assimilating did sound quite brutal. Like he said, it basically kills them off for good, but at the same time... humans only naturally had one life anyway. Why were Digimon lucky enough to be able to live forever basically? Even if she were a Digimon, it seemed very unbalanced towards them. If humans could kill evil humans to save others, what made it so bad to assimilate an evil Digimon? "Could assimilating be used for good though? If there is someone who truly is too dangerous to leave alive, wouldn't killing them be the right thing? If you just delete them and they are reincarnated, they may just try and do the same thing. Sparing a single individual could cost the lives of a hundred more in the future." Puttimon sighed slightly, a headache coming over her. Why did everything have to be so complicated? Ugh... why did she have to be this smart? She'd have loved to just be like all innocent and naive. "Ugh... I am so confused. I can't imagine that other baby Digimon have to think about good and evil barely an hour since they hatched."

The tiny Fresh level felt herself be petted some, a hint of both embarrassment and annoyance on her face. He didn't mean any harm though, so she couldn't stay mad. "I guess I can worry about getting stronger when I evolve to Rookie level. That should not take long, right?" She'd muse, knowing full well that the Fresh and In-Training levels for Digimon were easy to grow out of. It was Champion and higher that was more complicated. She'd need to get strong if she ever was going to do anything meaningful. Become queen of the Digital World? She imagined she'd have to be like a Mega level to even have a chance at that... but still, it had a nice ring to it. Question is, was there anyone who ruled the world right now? Embarrassing yes, but she was not very knowledgeable about her homeworld. "Mister? Is there a king or queen of the Digital World right now? I mean... I just think I could do better... don't ya think?"