D-Terminal (RP Profiles)

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Artemis Mcloud

[][][]Zhu-Rong[][][]

Username: Artemis Mcloud
(Rough description in lieu of image to come)
A three colored renamon, primarily coated with a rich almost ultra-violet hue purple, banded with black separating white portions from purple on legs, arms, belly, tails, shoulder fans/feathers, and ears. white bristal and collar tuft, and underbelly to tails.

Name/Gender/Age: Zhu-Rong/ Male/ Uncertain

Height/Weight/Build: 6'1"/ 220 Lbs/ Stocky

Talents: Martial arts bearing semblence of taekwondo and wing chun, brush calligraphy, mehcanical maintenance, minor electronic and digital skill, hunting caliber archery.

Equipment: Calves length hood cloak, goggles of a sort with slotted metal lense covers to reduce light, light plate armored leather attire, having replaced his normal arm guards with sturdier ones. wears light leather footwear of a sort, going from soles to the middle leg joint, then seperate armored chaps covering the thighs and forward knee, belted across the waist with a few pouches. torso is lightly attired as well with matching plated armor, going from waist to neck, and covering the shoulders only lightly, still exposing his shoulder feathers/frays. carries a mid size single roughly triangular shoulder pack to stow his cloak and whatever else is too big for his pouches. carries a basic tool set in his assorted belt pouches and bag.

Back story: Zhu is an adventurer of a digimon. untamed and rather unkempt sometimes, he is out on his own to make something of himself to rival even human adventurers and their high-form partners. from a hatched stage he was a bit odd, spawning as a tiny renamon, rather than the expected infant form of his species, and growing up literally rather than in formed stages, to his current state. a distinction that prompted him to aim to prove he could be more than Just a rookie his whole existence, and without the alleged help of a human partner. to compound that, he even felt inclined enough to prove that some day even a rookie level digimon could best a mega, not necessarily in raw power, but in genuine capability and capacity, especially if smaller species like gatomon were any indication of size versus potential. (more to come. preliminary version.)

Main Digimon: Renamon

Digi-Terminal:

[img]http://i.imgur.com/8qaR5ZA.png[/img]

 

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Angel-Kami-Sama

[][][]Angel[][][]

Username: Angel-Kami-Sama

Name/Gender/Age: Angel Kotoshi

Talents: Angel has the uncanny ability to multitask to a great extent. His mind works to break down every problem, task, or anything in his way to the smallest detail and can be done with multiple tasks at once to find solutions.

Equipment: Books, music player, travel bag filled with water and hiking supplies.

Back story: Angel was quite the withdrawn child. Always inside while everyone was out. Staying in his room playing games, going to school, maybe going out and grabbing some snacks, but beyond that it wasn't much else. Everything bored him. People, places, even the games he was playing. Nothing excited him beyond that rare thrill of a new level or secret boss which wore off quite quickly. Nothing posed a....challenge. That's what Angel needed. A true challenge. After a bit of surfing the web he began to hear rumors of a new program that could give anyone what they wanted. Angel practically hunted down this program and used every resource he had at his disposal. Once he found it he couldn't help but smirk at the name. Digimon? What a weird name. Once he clicked it, however, he was surprised to be sucked in to his computer!

Once he awoke, Angel found himself in a brand new world. Filled with digimon of every shape, size, and color you could think of, but the one thing he didn't remember having with him was an egg. It was quite a big egg at that! Angel took the egg with him as he explored what land he could travel without running in to other digimon. He didn't know how dangerous they were! After getting to know the area he was now in he focused more on the egg he had now. He tried to keep it warm, but nothing seemed to be happening with it. Deciding to get some rest he made a camp before falling asleep with the egg in his arms. When he woke up he found the egg gone and instead a digimon in his arms! DemiVeemon was his name. Now with a new friend and partner, Angel decided to go out more boldly in to the new world wanting to see more of such an interesting place.

Club/Rank:(to be filled out once you join one)

Digimon: Veemon

Digivice/D-Terminal:

[img]http://i.imgur.com/L0FMDf3.png[/img]

 

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Draconem

[][][]Leonidas "Leo/Leon" Regendorf[][][]

Username: Draconem

Name/Gender/Age: Leonidas "Leo/Leon" Regendorf / Male / 20

Tamer Profile: My Profile

Talents: Novice artist, writer, has the beginnings of leadership qualities, survival and orientation skills earned in a military boarding school, intermediate level(2-5 years) Ba Gua Zhang Martial Arts training, tactical knowledge.

Equipment: Digivice, Messenger bag(Paper/pens/pencils/clipboard), Card belt, "The Art of War" - Sun Tsu, "The Hobbit" - J.R.R. Tolkien, his keys/wallet, and a small first aid kit.

Back story: At the age of 19, Leon was sucked into the Digital world roughly two weeks after he bought his first Laptop. He was surfing the web, and clicked on a strange link he found(What. An. Idiot.). After entering the Digital World, Leonidas stumbled about, exploring in pure wonder. He heard the sounds of rustling in some bushes and then some screams; "HELP!!!" Leo ran though the bushes into a small clearing where he found a Gigimon that was being bullied by a team of Goblimon(x3). He intervened, disregarding his own safety, and attempted to protect the Gigimon, but was pummeled instead. Gigimon became enraged and Digivolved into Guilmon. Swiftly, the Guilmon defeated the Goblimon, and Leon's cellphone began to change into a Digivice. In that moment of adrenaline and emotion, the two bonded, becoming partners... and eventually friends.

Some time later, after a year in and out of the Digital World, he and Guilmon(now Growlmon), had come across an array of different Digimon. Growlmon had already achieved his Ultimate Form, WarGrowlmon, but preferred to remain in his Champion form when possible. The two traveled the digital world, saving the odd bullied Digimon along the way but ultimately tried remaining as low-profile as possible.

Nearing his 20th birthday, Leon had found the power to "connect" with his friend Growlmon(Through Matrix Digivolution), and fight essentially as one being. Their hide would become metal, and between WarGrowlmon's strength and Leon's burning fighting spirit, they became nigh unstoppable.

Unstoppable until they met a BlackWarGreymon whom was mistakenly attacking a helpless Lopmon. Wargrowlmon and Leon intervened. The BlackWarGreymon dispatched them easily, but commended their spirit, and courage. He told them that he was called "Reaper". He apologized for attacking the innocent Lopmon, but insisted that the two left the Digital World for some time. Leon agreed, taking Guilmon with him back to the real world for a time, until recently when they decided it was finally time to go back.

Club/Rank:(to be filled out once you join one)

Digimon: Guilmon

Digivice/D-Terminal:

[img]http://i.imgur.com/eLHeXSo.png[/img]

 

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cdcash912

[][][]Soma Sorer[][][]

Username: cdcash912

Name/Gender/Age: Soma Sorer/Male/23

Talents: Martial arts, electronics, building and fixing things

Equipment: Other than what's on him, his D-3, a backpack with a bedroll, some spare food, and a couple change of clothes

Back story: Grew up alone on the streets before being taken in by a kind old couple at age 9. He learned how to fix things around their house quickly. Started taking up martial arts at age 12 after the things he had saw on the streets. He was working on a computer for a local library when he was brought to the Digital World by a strange light. He quickly met his partner Digimon, Tokomon and Demidevimon, and started his adventures with them.

Club/Rank:(to be filled out once you join one)

Main Digimon: Patamon and Demidevimon

Digivice:

[img]http://i.imgur.com/px6pszA.png[/img]

 

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Corvus Serpens

[][][]Renaud Dozier[][][]

Username: Corvus Serpens

Name: Renaud Dozier

Gender: Male

Age: 30yrs young

Tamer Profile: My Profile

Rank: Regular [EXP = 0]

Talents: Ren is a born investigator. Always asking questions, always searching, and always looking for what might be there. Renaud excels at reading and writing. Math is a horror to him yet he can do it without thinking only to second guess himself. He has a charming yet obnoxious personality. Seeming lively but lazy, and a extravert who is really a introvert. A natural man of the people.

Equipment:
-Break-top revolver(Only in the real world for work... doesn't have bullets usually)
-Crushed pack of cigarettes
-Silver zippo lighter
-Phone
-Digivice
-And his lucky pocket knife

Back story: Renaud Dozier saw his first digimon when he was eleven years old. It all happened so fast when his brother and him were heading home walking through Piedmont Park. The monsters crashed into the trees, paved paths and pavilion. All he could think of was how cool it was as his brother pushed him back and behind him to shield him from the debris that went flying through the air all about them. He didn't even care as splinters dug into his skin as the giant dinosaur cat and dragon battled.
As soon as it began it ended. They vanished. The park was destroyed. Other people about the park looked on in awe and shocked and then began laughing and moved on. Renaud had never seen anything like that or how people could act like they did. Later he found a strange device and made an odd friend in the process.
Later his older brother brushed it off and they laughed about it after he explained it was probably some big movie stunt.
The years passed and Ren made his way through school. After highschool he enlisted in the police academy. After a fear years as a beat cop he went through school so he could become a detective.
His career burned out pretty early. For reasons not revealed....(For now.)
From there on he found himself stuck in a bottle until he was slapped back to reality by a childhood friend.
Renaud opened his own private detective business and began solving minor cases. Soon he was a onlooker for stumped true detectives and a man used to cover up other crimes on the side for a bit of cash. He had even performed a few DRF requests before it had all fallen apart.
Ren isn't the straightest shooter. More times than not he got half-cocked and made rash decisions. But the world had changed now. Everything was barely hanging together. Ren wanders aimlessly not yet deciding how he should go about with current events in the digital world.
(I will polish this up later but for now I rushed it. Sorry.)

Occupation: Detective

Club/Rank: N/A

Digimon Roster:

Digimon 1:
Terriermon -->

Digivice/D-Terminal:

[img]https://i.imgur.com/Ysce4Ez.png[/img]

 

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Eddy_Soul5

[][][]Marcus Solomon[][][]

Username: Eddy_Soul5

Name: Marcus Solomon

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Tamer Profile: My Profile

Talents: Marcus loves doing two things, smoking and playing guitar. Despite this he has found time to perfect his cooking skills.

Equipment: Marcus wears two rings on his right hand, given to him by two different people, people he loved and lost. He never leaves home without his digivice, a packet of cigarettes, his silver zippo (given to him by his father) & a guitar in a case (he's never sure when he'll get the urge to play).

Back story: Marcus grew up in a loving family. When he was 3 his parents sat him down and explained he was getting a sibling. At the time he hated the idea of sharing his family, but the moment he laid eyes on his younger brother all that faded away. His brother was a sickly child and needed a lot of care and attention, which he got from Marcus and their mother. Marcus' father was an ideal role model, hard working, patient and strong. Unfortunately for the family not all good things can last. Marcus' mother died in an accident when he was 8. His father did his best to be there for them but Marcus was expected to look after his sickly younger brother while he worked. After the loss of their mother, Marcus' brother began to grow distant and withdrew into himself. Marcus did his best to reach out to him but knew he was getting nowhere. At the same time his Father began to expect more and more from the both of them.

By the age of 13 Marcus had grown accustomed to their new life style. His father expected all work to be done, the house to be tidy and breakfast before he went off to work, which Marcus would make. His brother would help as much as he could but was becoming more sickly by the week. One day while Marcus was making breakfast for the family his father had had enough. He burst out in a fit of rage, shouting at his brother to "Work harder" and "Try more". This only went to push the two further apart.
When Marcus turned 18 he went off to university. On the day he was to leave his brother gave him a ring. Marcus was surprised when his brother admitted he had been working an evening shift after school rather than go to prep classes to afford this ring. He didn't seem to care he was falling behind his classmates, "This is so you don't forget us. I mean- Ha! Like you would, but... We're only dragging you down."
One day when Marcus was 20 he was called out of a class to receive an important phone call, it was his father. The two cried over the phone for hours, his brother had finally pushed his limits, the doctors said it was due to an increase in stress brought on by his fathers ever growing expectations. Regardless of this Marcus blames himself for not being there to help his brother, an oath he made at his mothers grave.
Marcus dropped out of school a few weeks later, not being able to focus. He returned home and did his best to look after the house while his father worked. It was around this time he began smoking, surprisingly so did his father.

A year and a half later, things had started to feel normal again, the only differences was he didn't play guitar anymore. He made breakfast, his father would come down and they'd eat together, then go out to smoke. His father would finish his cigarette before him and leave for work without a word. Marcus would finish up cleaning the house, then go into his room and play guitar.
One night during dinner his father got up mid meal and went into his room. He came back with a little box, "This is a very special box.... It's.. Well. Your mother and I bought two of these, one for you and the other for your brother." He raised his hand to show the ring he wore on his right hand. "I started wearing your brother's when he.... To remind myself that everyone has limits. They were meant to be given to each of you when you graduated, but, well.. I think you should have it now." That same night Marcus sat in-front of his computer looking at old photos of his family cradling his guitar case, when suddenly all power went off. No more than 2 minutes went by before a message appeared on his screen. Help Me. Before he had a chance to wonder what it meant he was sucked into his computer and thrown into the digital world.

Club/Rank:(to be filled out once you join one)

Digimon:

1) Kuramon --> Tsumemon --> DemiDevimon -->

Digivice:

[img]https://i.imgur.com/V52qHjf.png[/img]