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 Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:47 am
(It appears so)
Draco turned as he heard Ashu call from him. He grinned as he stopped and waited for the small digimon. "OK, then lets take a look over there!" He said, pointing in a random direction, taking a running start towards it, looking back at Ashu, giving them a "ha I will win" look.
Dai shrugged a little. "I have my doubts..." he said as he stepped to the side, Dai had been raised as a feral digimon all the way up to mega, his skill with modern items, though he saw their value, was low. "Maybe yo-" Dai cut himself off as he looked up, someone was yelling at them. He growled as he jumped up, his powerful legs let him go straight over the shelves, landing before a bleeding, cursing, human. He glared down at the new tamer, his voice a dark growl. "Oh look... a lost child." His teeth on display as he grinned, showing off every last one of his pointed weapons.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 10:31 am
Temp, though tempted to just sit down at the computer, use it and ignore whatever Dai had found, decided it would probably be better to get involved. He didn't want this ending in a blood bath, and it seemed like you needed something to access the computer. A library card?.... No matter.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Temp interjected calmly, his hands raised in attempts to pause any battle that was about to come about. "First of all," Temp began as he pointed at Dai, "put the teeth away. You and I know you can probably wipe the floor with him but it isn't necessary, is it? Secondly!" Temp then pointed at the stranger and his Digimon, which looked like some orange pig with bat wings for ears. "put the knife away. It is very unbecoming of you. You look like an insane man or something." Temp then placed his hands in his jacket pockets and assumed a comfortable pose while attempting to maintain a smile as some random man pointed a knife at him.
"Now, since we are all...generally calmer now, how about introductions? First impressions are everything, hm? I go by the name Temp," he said with the facade of merriment painted on his face. He extended a humble hand to shake with the knife-bearer.
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Ashu jogged along behind Draco looking with him for something to do with the Springs. He decided that it would probably be better to look for a mythology book or history book as it would seem nobody knew about them. He began by picking out four books he thought would be useful, laid them on a table, and began to sift through them hastily. In a matter of minutes, he was done with all four and rejoined with Draco to try again.
((Hey luna, make sue you introduce all your characters as they are in front of new people. That way they won't have to look back at your profile to see that Revolver is a Patamon. blaugh ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 11:04 am
Tristan gave a vacant glare to both people facing him, and their monsters. He couldn’t bare to look to look at them, they only heightened his sense of anger and confusion. Tristan felt suddenly, incredibly, overwhelmed. To which he took the only reasonable course of action. Tristan dropped to the floor, wrapped his arms around himself and started to shiver. The whole scene looked rather pathetic, complete with the fact that Tristan was now completely ignoring the people around him. After a few moments of silence…Tristan whispered a reply to Temps friendly introduction.
“Nice to meet you to”
Revolver stared at the entire scene unfold; the human was obviously stunned beyond belief. The Patamon desperately wanted to help the human, but Tristan was now shivering on the floor, looking very close to being eaten. Revolver attempted to comfort him; unfortunately, his presence seemed to have the exact opposite effect. Finally, he decided it would be best to speak to the other humans.
“Please help me get him some care, I found him in the jungle and he’s really not coping with being in the Digiworld that well..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 3:08 pm
(Ha ha ha. I thought Revolver was Revolvermon. That sure is confusing.)
Draco had been looking at one of the reference books, scanning through springs, finding a lot on hot springs, herbal springs, metal springs, but not the one he was looking for. He growled as he closed the book hard, pushing it back into the shelves. He turned the corner, and tripped over the books Ashu had left on the ground. "Ow... Hey! Clean up after you are done." He roared, not loud enough to be heard by Temp, Dai, and Co. He growled as he pushed himself back up to his knees, looking down at the offending book, a children's book about myths and legends. He blinked, the book had opened to a random page. At the top, in golden calligraphy, was the words. "The Spring of Sol." The book was massive, over 2000 pages, the words massive and simple. "Dear Goldramon." He muttered, "I got it!" He grinned as he picked up the book, holding onto it as he turned to Ashu. "You brilliant Dragon!"
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Dai pouted as he looked over at Temp. "But he has a knife... I wanted to scare him into giving it up." He said, clearly not thinking much of the human. He closed his mouth as he stepped back from the human, leaving him on the ground. He moved back behind Temp, listening to the human for now. He looked up as the Patamon spoke. "Bah, your tamer is weak. Just give him a good smack on the head." he said, his knowledge of humans seeping into his words.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 11:32 pm
Temp retracted his hand as he watched the figure rock back and forth. He turned his attention to the flying pig. "And I thought I had issues..." he mumbled in awe. "Really, I have no idea of how to help him. Dare I say little Dai here knows more than I do, because I've only been in the Digital World hardly longer than your partner has." He looked again to the boy and asked, "What ails you, friend?"
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Ashu blushed as he grinned and scratched his horns nervously. "Aw, shucks, I didn't really find it. Just picked it out is all," Ashu said. "Can't believe I didn't notice the title, ehehehe..." He didn't feel like mentioning that he had only been in a much smaller library once before.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 6:22 am
Dai chuckled a little as Temp said he knew more. The little Dragon had been around, yes, but he was raised out in the middle of nowhere, when someone got sick, they either healed or died, there was no in between. But he remained to the side, yawning lightly.
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Draco nodded as he started back towards the desk where he last saw Dai. He held onto the book, Myth and Legends for In-trainings, grinning widely, his finger holding the page to the Spring of Sol Section open. They turned a corner, spotting the group of people. He looked down at the Patamon and tamer. "Wha... what is happening?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 9:48 am
Temp shrugged his shoulders before catching Ashu as he jumped up to his friend. "We've discovered a someone," Temp began to explain to Draco, "who is ailing with something. He comes from somewhere...and I think he's more mentally insane then I am...no offense, ehehehe." Temp laughed nervously. "Anyway, did you find something. I think I figured out a way to get a library card!" Temp smiled as if in victory while Ashu let his face fall into his palm.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 10:34 pm
Tristan's confused mind reeled at the two people exchanging conversation before him. They seemed to have plans, and one of them at least seemed kindly. He was going to follow them because they knew what they where doing! Or he hoped… At this point Tristan absent-mindedly noticed that Revolver was resting on his head.
"Hey!" Tristan gargled nearly incoherently, "I'm coming with you people, you know what you're doing… Even though I should really know what I'm doing… Maybe, it's..." Tristan whispered to himself and trailed off with his conversation. His eyes started to stare inwardly and his whole manner suddenly seemed absent. Yet, he snapped back into focus at the sound of the Patamon's voice.
"Hello, any one home?" The Patamon prompted… "Uhh… Yeah" Tristan replied, and the knife he had been clutching disappeared onto his person. "I'm not letting go of my knife, It will protect me better than Revolver here." Tristan said to no one in particular. Revolver looked slightly hurt at this statement, to which Tristan replied. "And Revolver, I mean that only in the sense that I need to stab something. You have no sharp edges, and thus for that purpose, are useless… Otherwise, I'd choose you over the knife"
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 1:28 am
◈Mari◈
XXX┉┉┉┉┉┉┉xxxxxxxxThe Wanderer  Mari entered the dome's library searching for any books about the past. She wandered if she can learn anything about her past in one of the texts. She knew that she didn't want to cause any attention, so she placed her Maverick on her belt holster. Though the Maverick is a big gun, she tried to make it feel like she didn't want to cause any trouble.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 5:46 am
Draco looked from Temp down to Tristan as he spoke, then back to Temp. "This band will keep growing huh? Well ok." he shrugged as he held the book up. "But I found it! The Spring of Sol!" He grinned as he tossed the book into the air, catching it. He turned his attention completely towards Tristan, "Know what we are doing? Maybe Temp does. But personally I make it up as I do along." He smiled. "Anyways if you don't know what you are doing, it is that much more exciting when you do it." He laughed a little as he opened the book to the page of Sol. "So who want to hear a story?"
Dai sighed as Tristan spoke to his digimon. "Hey! We digimon are amazing! I bet he would beat you, even with your knife. Though... he wouldn't stand a chance against me." The little dragon puffed up as he spoke.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 8:27 am
As Dai gloated about his latent powers, Ashu hopped off Temp's head and bonked him gently in the back of the head. "Hey, be nice to the newbie," he defended Tristan and Revolver. "Just because you're a raging wild Dracomon with 'immense strength' doesn't mean everyone has to be on par with you...and yes, I imagine I am brave for saying this knowing that..." Ashu's gaze stared sideways before snapping back to Dai and making a heart with his two claws. "Please don't hurt me, I wanna hear the story first before I die...hehehe..."
Temp grinned. Ashu sense of justice was strong, but unbridled, it may get them into trouble. "Read the story, I'll be listening from the desk," Temp told Draco. "I want that library card, it would be pretty useful. What if we can't take the book with us?" An odd thought, but possibly true all the same. Ashu was ready for story, sitting in a mock cross-legged way, or as much so as his species would allow, and Temp sitting down at the desk's CPU and inputting information for a card. It was then Temp spotted the girl with...crap, that pig with wings was no longer Revolver...
THAT was a revolver...
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 5:35 pm
◈Mari◈
XXX┉┉┉┉┉┉┉xxxxxxxxThe Wanderer Mari found a book about ancient Digital World past. She took it off the shelf and decided to read it. "私の過去のさらに小さな作品を持ってここにどんな本があるかどうか私は疑問に思う。このライブラリには、それが持っている過去のOSのすべてのデータについて持っています！" She then went to a table and started to speed read it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 3:43 pm
Tristan studied the strange beast which seemed to be challenging him. At least this arrogant beast seemed to be expressing less desire to eat him now. So, he laughed cheerfully.
“I bet you could eat me alive.” He said to the creature smiling. “But then I would cut myself out from the inside of your stomach.” At this point Tristan put on his most maniac grin.
“Tristan” Revolver sighed “Don’t threaten things that are scarier than you are”
“Meh” Tristan intoned… Then he whipped around. There was a girl, her appearance or anything else really didn’t matter to Tristan though. Just the weapon she was carrying. Tristan weighed his options, He could try to kill her and steal the weapon. If these people objected he could then fill them with holes at his leisure… Or he could go the kinder way and buy (or steal) a gun from wherever she got hers… Mabye it would be best to greet her. Tristan thought for a minute and then vaulted around his companions, bounding to meet the strange girl.
“Hello, Can I ask you where you got that?” Tristan said, pointing to her revolver.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:00 pm
◈Mari◈
XXX┉┉┉┉┉┉┉xxxxxxxxThe Wanderer Mari looked up from reading the book when a strange kid asked her a question. She knew he speaks English due to how he talked. But she decided to still talk in a different language then everyone around her. "単独で全角のままにしてください。これはマーベリックだと私はそれを得たのか分からない。そして、あなたは面白い何かをしようとすると私は報復される！" Mari then went back to her reading.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 6:11 am
Dai blinked at Tristan's response, looking at the human for a few seconds before breaking out in a grin, not a bloody toothy grin, but a kind almost laughing kind. He stepped forward, hitting Tristan on the back. "I like you! You have true guts." He laughed. "Even if I chew my food before swallowing."
Draco looked over at Tristan as he walked away, and towards the small girl. "You don't need a gun in this world." He called. "Your little digimon there will be able to bend light to his will and that is far mightier then any gun." He smiled a little as the kid spoke. "And she is Japanese I guess."
Draco turned back to Temp grinning a little. "I doubt they need a card."
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