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[o: I'mma RP with you guys. I'm bored and BC is getting boring...]

A strange person drops down onto the cold ground of the jungle. "Where am I?" He gets himself up and dusts himself off, looking around. He had come from some magical portal that sucked him up and dropped him here.
He was a bit fuzzy on memories and only one would pop in his head, getting sucked into a portal. This odd person had amnesia. He had forgotten everything and everyone in his entire life, not remembering one thing. His name is unknown. Age: unknown. Height: unknown, though you could measure him. Everything about him was unknown.
Sadly, no one was around in his area. He decided to head out in search of something. But he didn't know what this 'something' was. Just an urge to move.

The strange person turns his head to where he believed to have heard noise from. Looking around that area from where he was standing, he found that it was just his imagination. Maybe nothing. He continues onward through the jungle, nothing with him except a Digivice clipped on his belt.

~I hunting each and everyone of you .....~

"Sheriti?" Toan turn around to see what was wrong with her.

~One punk at a time.....~

( Your alarm clock has a built in police signal??? o-O; )

"Toan?" She slowly opened her eyes. The enviroment around her was back to its normal jungle version. The dark aura and countless emerald eyes had ceased to appear at the momment tought her head continued to throb. "I'm...alright....am I still dreaming?" She asked sensing another presence aproaching. "Somethings coming...!" She exclaimed taking shelter with her arms, afraid it of the same events occuring again.

[I guess... If you mean that having a little button that you click alarms the police to come, mmhm.]

The stranger could hear the voices more and more. They weren't clear since the teen was a bit woozy from falling from a portal, but you would be able to hear it. He had made a noise from walking through a bush to get to the place where the voices were from. Trudging through the grass, the stranger notices a flower just out of no where. He then bends down to stare at the flower.
"Hmm..."
This had stopped the stranger from going any further for a while.

~I hunting each and everyone of you .....~

"No i don't see" Toan told her as she ask. Toan felt a blast of fear went down his spine as he heard the shout. Crap, we have to run Toan though but it was too late as a vine grab Sheriti. "Sheriti!" Toan yelled as he was captured by the vine too. "Damnit let go!" Toan shout as Sheriti was drag farther and farther away. Damnit! Toan thought I Promise Saren Grave that i would protect Sheriti for him! "LET GO!!" Toan shouted as his digivice begin to glow black as a small portal open up next to him as Astamon Machine gun appear "Asuramon, Hell Fire!" Toan shouted as he grab the gun and fired out a dozen bullets as they flew into the air and cut the vines. Toan toss the machine gun back into the portal as he grab his digivice "Zephrymon, Sangloupmon, Hao. Sheriti been kidnap meet up with me now!" Toan put his digivice away and rush forward following sheriti.

~One punk at a time.....~

( .____.; Oh dear.... )

Sheriti was unable to break free from the vine that was taking her away from the other tamer. Its structure seemed different from the usual vines. Rather than being think and light green it was almost as thick as a humans thigh with a strange color of green and adorned with thorns almost the size of a baseball; even the tip of the vine that was clamped over her waist had a brown thorn on each side for a secure grip. In any way the girl tried to force the clamping vine to release her but it didn’t budge; she continued to even when she knew how weak her strength was. The vine carrying her was enough by squeezing her waist to the point where breathing seemed crush her ribs.
Passing a giant tree that towered over the entire Tropical jungle, Sheriti felt each branch slap right behind her neck while the vine continued to fly trough. Her short brown hair was already decorated in leaves as if some five year old toddler had obtained Elmer’s glue and decorates her for a masterpiece. Her eyes were squinted shut due to the speed the vine was taking her in. Sheriti had thoughts of her own digimon companion, Reniko. Picturing him in his champion leveled form; a devimon flying right behind her with such a furious attitude. She could already picture him up-tight about this satiation; she wanted him to be there, to see him right in front of her but he wasn’t there. He was occupied at the grand canyon in search for another lost friend.
Sensing a rush of heat, Sheriti began to attempt more struggling. Her cheeks were beginning to turn red suddenly finding herself thinking of Saren and Astamon. Both always referring her to be weak and scrawny. She found herself fighting the tear that was pinching the corner of her left eye; it pained her to even move now.
Just as she was imagining her skin turning purple she felt the branches stop smacking the back of her neck. Looking over her shoulder she saw that the area she was now in had been cleared of trees. Even as she gazed down the entire floor was flooded with more vines, covering the area. Her pupils expanded once darkness had washed over her and witnessing the world clutter into a square. The vine had taken her into some ruins, long forgotten and missed by many tamers for over decades in the digital world. Her voice was hoarse as she saw the light disappear.