Another Mon's Trash (Mission)
Mar 6, 2016 18:19:38 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2016 18:19:38 GMT
"Nice to meet ya'll! You friends with him?" The green Falcomon would kindly respond, to the more clean-looking human with the Agumon, she obviously pointing at Takara. Her eyes widened at the mention of a necklace. Woah... like a gold necklace? Wow, she'd have been freaking out if SHE lost a necklace like that. Maybe if they helped, they could get a reward from her? For doing a good deed! "Oooh, a necklace? Could we help you guys find it?" She'd ask, curious at that possibility.
"HOO! I don't know if that is a good idea May... We honestly should just go home now before mother finds out where we are." The very reluctant voice of Cedric was quick to try and intervene. While yes, it was the nice thing to do... but they were only kids! Their mom would already kill them if she found out they were here at the garbage dump, but she would be VERY pissed if she found out they were doing something like that.
"Aww, don't be such a whiner Cedric!" May would be quick to harp on her brother's cowardice, she grabbing hold of his claw-like wing and tugging up on him, pulling him towards the pile that the treasure hunter had climbed onto eagerly.
The black Falcomon couldn't help but sigh as he felt his claw-like wing dragged up by his sister up the pile. Just because the weird trashy blond-haired guy was climbing up the pile didn't mean they should either! He'd reluctantly stare at the wannabe treasure hunter, not at all "HOO! I'd be careful if I were you! This trash is sometimes a bit unstable! HOO!" He'd shout to the human, making sure to take care of where he stepped. Wouldn't want this to fall apart underneath them.
For anyone (like a certain Takara) who took the time to climb up the pile of trash, a wide landscape of trash was able to viewed. Sadly, this pile seemed to have nothing of noteworthy value on it (unless you liked a box of unopened toilet scrubbers,) it mostly being nothing but useless junk. However, all hope was not lost as towards the east down below, there was something though gleaming down below in one particulary compact pile of trash right nearby. If one were to take a closer look, they would noticed that it had a vaguely building-like shaape to it, but that was not the most intriguing part. Embedded in the pile of trash was what looked like a shiny bar of gold! Why that was here was not an easy question to answer, but the way it gleamed in the sunlight was very tantalizing. It wasn't the necklace that they needed, but it WAS something.
Meanwhile, back with Haruto, Bakomon seemed to question the statement, his head tilting to the side in curiosity. "Hmm... A necklace?" The Mutant Digimon was perplexed by this request. "Sorry, I don't get to see much else around here but boxes. Miss Rabbitmon doesn't like for me to go to the other parts of the dump because some of the other Digimon who live here are rather... mean." He'd politely comment, a slight bit of disappointment in his voice that he was unable to help. These people seemed nice, but there wasn't much he could. Perhaps maybe miss Rabbitmon could help though? "Maybe you should try and find miss Rabbitmon? She's one of the workers here and knows the place like the back of her head. If I'd have to take a guess, she'd be at the scrapyard part of the dump. You can get there from either the main part of the dump or from here." The Bakomon would then seem to yawn slightly. His nap was interrupted just now, so he wanted to least get back to it. "Hope that helps you guys out. I'm going back to bed... Wish you luck." He'd say before digging into the pile of boxes, ready to fall back to sleep.
"HOO! I don't know if that is a good idea May... We honestly should just go home now before mother finds out where we are." The very reluctant voice of Cedric was quick to try and intervene. While yes, it was the nice thing to do... but they were only kids! Their mom would already kill them if she found out they were here at the garbage dump, but she would be VERY pissed if she found out they were doing something like that.
"Aww, don't be such a whiner Cedric!" May would be quick to harp on her brother's cowardice, she grabbing hold of his claw-like wing and tugging up on him, pulling him towards the pile that the treasure hunter had climbed onto eagerly.
The black Falcomon couldn't help but sigh as he felt his claw-like wing dragged up by his sister up the pile. Just because the weird trashy blond-haired guy was climbing up the pile didn't mean they should either! He'd reluctantly stare at the wannabe treasure hunter, not at all "HOO! I'd be careful if I were you! This trash is sometimes a bit unstable! HOO!" He'd shout to the human, making sure to take care of where he stepped. Wouldn't want this to fall apart underneath them.
For anyone (like a certain Takara) who took the time to climb up the pile of trash, a wide landscape of trash was able to viewed. Sadly, this pile seemed to have nothing of noteworthy value on it (unless you liked a box of unopened toilet scrubbers,) it mostly being nothing but useless junk. However, all hope was not lost as towards the east down below, there was something though gleaming down below in one particulary compact pile of trash right nearby. If one were to take a closer look, they would noticed that it had a vaguely building-like shaape to it, but that was not the most intriguing part. Embedded in the pile of trash was what looked like a shiny bar of gold! Why that was here was not an easy question to answer, but the way it gleamed in the sunlight was very tantalizing. It wasn't the necklace that they needed, but it WAS something.
Meanwhile, back with Haruto, Bakomon seemed to question the statement, his head tilting to the side in curiosity. "Hmm... A necklace?" The Mutant Digimon was perplexed by this request. "Sorry, I don't get to see much else around here but boxes. Miss Rabbitmon doesn't like for me to go to the other parts of the dump because some of the other Digimon who live here are rather... mean." He'd politely comment, a slight bit of disappointment in his voice that he was unable to help. These people seemed nice, but there wasn't much he could. Perhaps maybe miss Rabbitmon could help though? "Maybe you should try and find miss Rabbitmon? She's one of the workers here and knows the place like the back of her head. If I'd have to take a guess, she'd be at the scrapyard part of the dump. You can get there from either the main part of the dump or from here." The Bakomon would then seem to yawn slightly. His nap was interrupted just now, so he wanted to least get back to it. "Hope that helps you guys out. I'm going back to bed... Wish you luck." He'd say before digging into the pile of boxes, ready to fall back to sleep.