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The young EbiBurgamon looked up at the strange, tree-dwelling Meicoomon, who explained to him in detail what that ‘Holo-Suit’ thing was. He didn’t interrupt her once, because interrupting others was rude, and he was a good kid. However, it was clear that the longer he sat down and listened to the boob-less cat, the more confused he got, especially when Polty started talking about a mysterious creature called a ‘hu-mon’, transforming into one herself and explaining Digimon gender politics to him. Simply put, Ebi was too young to know about the Angemons and the Angewomons yet.
Regardless, Polty began collecting other Meat Apples hanging from nearby trees, jumping from one to another with the skill of a seasoned acrobat. Ebi looked wide-eyed at the display. “Woah… She’s so cool! I wish I could do that.” The green Wormmon also suggested that they found some bacon-flavored ones, and his blue counterpart said that the one hanging above their heads could be one. “Mister Bug… Can you grab it? Pleeease?” Ebi requested, poking Scarab politely.
Post by Charles Brynlee on Oct 28, 2019 11:30:37 GMT
Ah... It seemed that a lot of her rambling was going over Ebi's head, huh? She'd just shake her head briefly with a chuckle. "Don't worry 'bout it too much if you're having trouble following." Polty would mention, as she continued to gather Meat Apples for them. "Point is, I ain't really a cat with boobs - it's only my holosuit that's got them, but it's not an actual form like your EbiBurgamon form or my Meicoomon form is - and that it's typically rude to ask people about their boobs, or lack thereof."
The kid was a cute fella; though it was clear to Polty that he was pretty wet behind the ears. Did he have anyone looking after him, or was he on his own? The latter would be a bit of a concerning prospect, given his innocent naivety, but... Rookies were usually able to take care of themselves, anyways, yeah?
In any case, at Wormmon's mention of bacon apples, Polty would hum to herself before she responded proper. "I don't know if any of the ones I got now are bacon - as I haven't been checking - buuuut..." She'd perch on one of the lower branches, glancing down at her current haul; some apples carried in her arms, as well as a couple wrapped up in her feelers. This would be enough for Ebi to be good for awhile, yeah? "... I've got a decent handful of them, at least! Look out below, folks!"
With the forewarning, Polty would jump down from the tree with her haul of apples; landing on her feet, and grinning confidently to the others. "Alright, now where to put these apples..." She'd murmur; glancing around briefly. Should she get her bike out of the hiding spot? It did have a compartment in the back for storing miscellaneous belongings, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to leave the Meat Apples in there; especially not until she cleaned up the stickiness from when that soda can burst in there while she was coming down from the Prominence...
Eventually though, she'd simply decide to keep hanging onto them, until a better storage method was figured out. Better than laying them on the ground and risking them rolling away, she'd think; though... Was it better for the apples to roll away...
... or her head?
Indeed, as Polty moved to sit down at the foot of the tree, with her apples, her head would proceed to come loose! "H-HECK!" She'd shout in surprise as it proceeded to roll right off her shoulders despite her best attempts to keep it balanced there, and down into a bush! "C-Can someone get my head for me? My arms are kind of full..!" Her head would now call from the bush; black inky smoke leaking both from the neck portion of the head, and the neck portion of the body, all the while.
Wormmon watches as Polty gathers up meat apples high in the treetops. Scarab didn't seem to know what Wormmon was talking about. The mystery of their darker hue would continue on. Scarab mentions that the meat apple up above might be bacon flavored. Wormmon starts licking his lips, well, if he had lips.
Ebi asks Scarab if they can grab the apple. It was clear the youngling felt more comfortable around the blue Wormmon, as opposed to the more brash green one. Then, something amazing happened; Wormmon actually cared about how someone else felt. It was a huge breakthrough.
"Don't worry, little fella. We're going to help you out, and everything will be fine. And you don't have to refer to my royal title. We can keep it casual. Some friends call me Wormy." Not everything was fine. Polty lands on the ground carrying lots of meat apples, but then her head suddenly rolls right off of her body. Wormmon's antennae shoot straight up in surprise, and his eyes widen in shock. "What the heck?! What happened to your head? Are you some kind of robot?!"
Ebi had asked Scarab to retrieve the remaining apple, so Wormy figured he would be the one to return Polty's head to its rightful place. Wormmon scurries after the rolling head, following it to a nearby bush. Luckily, there was black smoke coming out of the neck hole. Wormmon parts the leaves and sticks his head in the bush. "Uh oh. Looks like we got a situation here. Don't worry, kitty."
Wormmon shoots a strand of silk thread and it attaches to Polty's noggin. Wormmon crawls back towards the others, dragging Polty's head on the ground. It was sort of a bumpy ride. Once Wormmon had returned to the apple bearing, yet headless body, Wormmon picks up her head and throws it up like a basketball. Fortunately, Wormmon seems to be a good shot, and the head lands back on the body. Wormmon sprays some more thread in an attempt to get the head to stay put. Polty probably enjoyed having her body back together, but probably not the ride back, or the sticky thread in her face.
"That should do it. So not only do some Digimon have boobs, but apparently, their heads can fall off? I didn't even know that one." The important thing is that Polty had brought them some apples, and they would soon be cooking something up. "I guess this would be a good time for some head puns. I can't think of any right now. Head, roll, headache... oh, I got one! I was trying to get-a-head. No, that's no good."
Post by Hisato and Scarab on Oct 28, 2019 19:09:38 GMT
As Polty got right to work, Scarab had overheard Ebi mentioning how he wished he could replicate those feats. The worm's response? "Maybe when you're older." And when the little guy asked if he could get the apple?
"Yeah, I can. And please, call me Scarab." The Wormmon told the EbiBurgamon, as he aimed upwards and fired a sticky strand of silk, one that firmly latched onto the meat apple. He gave it a tug and the thing just snapped right off from the tree, the singular apple making a fall before the Wormmon moved over to...catch it, nearly tumbling over in the process.
It was a pretty big apple, in his defense. He did end up accidentally dropping the apple the moment that he witnessed Polty's head just pop off and start to roll away, but luckily, his more normal and green counterpart was right on the ball with retrieving the poor cat's head.
...Nonetheless, Scarab scrambled to grab his own apple, and once he did catch it, he just staaared at the Meicoomon. "I...Uh. Okay, can I ask what the heck was that all about?"
Young Ebi kept watching Polty’s acrobatics in sheer awe, feeling something bumping inside his small chest. In his eyes, it almost looked like she was moving in slow motion, gracefully jumping from one tree to the next, her nimble form sparkling with dazzling radiance, as she danced in the air like she controlled the winds themselves… It was like poetry in motion. Could it be that he had found his first ever puppy crush?
Sadly, that beautiful scene was replaced by something straight out of a horror movie when the Meicoomon’s head just… fell off. The two Wormmons were rightfully confused by this, but any chance of getting answers was ruined by Ebi screaming loudly. REALLY loudly!
“OH NO, SHE’S DEAD!!! UWAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!”
One would almost mistake this for some kind of sound-based signature attack, but no. The Burgamon variant was just scared out of his mind, and who could blame the poor kid. He screamed for so long that eventually his tiny lungs ran out of air, and he passed out. When he came back to, he groggily got up and opened his eyes. “Wait… you’re not dead?” He innocently asked, seeing to his confusion that Polty’s head had been reattached to her neck while he was passed out.
Post by Charles Brynlee on Oct 29, 2019 2:34:05 GMT
For Polty, it was safe to say that her head coming loose was more of a pain to deal with than one of her limbs coming loose. Not necessarily in the department of looking for it; it actually was surprisingly easy to find her head, typically, when it rolls off. However; there was certainly something surreal about being aware of and 'in' your head, as well as being aware of and 'in' your body, both at the same time. It was a hard phenomenon to explain, to those whose heads actually stayed screwed on straight, though...
... And the chaos that typically came with her head popping off around those unused to it (which, typically, was Everyone but her) was sometimes a pain to deal with, too. Especially given Ebi's screaming, which could put the THX sounds at the start of a movie to shame, with her poor sensitive ears! It wasn't long until Ebi would make himself pass out with the sheer intensity he was screaming with; though Polty's ears would continue to ring for a short while, as Wormmon brought her head back to her.
"Ah... Thanks;" She'd mention to Wormmon - still a bit visibly dazed from her ringing ears - as she used her shoulders to nudge her head on correctly, and rolling her neck to double-check that yes, her head was on properly now. The sticky thread was tangling into her fur, which was less helpful and more unpleasant; but she figured she could clean that all out later, on her own time. Instead, it seemed that the two insects - and Ebi as well, as he'd begin to come to - had questions. Polty would be quiet for a couple moments, as though pondering how to respond to their confusion...
... Before she'd just shrug her shoulders. "My head and limbs just happen to pop off sometimes," She'd simply mention - quite nonchallantly, as though this would somehow explain everything. "It's nothing to worry about, though, as long as I can put them back on. Doesn't hurt, doesn't harm, just is inconvenient more than anything."
It didn't exactly answer why Polty's body was like this; though she was otherwise approaching this in a rather blase fashion; as though this is something she dealt with on the regular - both her body parts falling off sometimes, as well as her having to explain it to others.
"Anyhoooow...~" She wouldn't linger long on the subject, it seemed; being quick to change it to something that was more pressing (in her opinion, at least.) "Think these'll be enough Meat Apples to last you awhile, though, Ebi?" She'd question, gently jostling her own haul of apples as though to gesture to them.
While Scarab used their thread to pull down a meat apple, Wormy used his to retrieve something arguably less tasty. Once Polty got her head back on, she seemed to be uninjured, though the sticky thread must have been irritating. Polty thanks Wormmon for bringing her head back. "No problam-o, chief. Sorry about the sticky thread. It should wear off in a while. If not, there's a special shampoo that will help."
This seemed to be a safe environment, decapitation aside, but when Ebi saw Polty's head come off, the kid let out an ear piercing scream that sounded as loud as an attack. Wormmon's antennae droop down and he grabs his head in pain until the noise stops. "Wow, you've got some lungs for a little fella." Ebi wouldn't hear Wormmon as they had passed out after screaming. Wormmon looks curiously at Ebi with his head tilted to the side.
"You alright, playa?" Wormmon thought he saw a foot flinch, but no response. "Oh no! I think Ebi's hurt, you guys. Lets poke him with a stick!" Wormmon rushes off to grab a nearby stick and returns. He carefully crawls in closer with the stick in his mouth, but Ebi wakes up. "Hey, welcome back." Only Wormmon still had the stick in his mouth, so it sounded like "Eh, wocome wack."
Polty explains how sometimes their limbs just pop off. This ability perplexes the green worm. She could do all kinds of acrobats, but her limbs can fall right off? Wormmon spits out the stick, but keeps it nearby in case someone wants to pretend sword fight later.
"Interesting. What kinda Digimon can come apart like an action figure? Are you some kind of robot? Like in that game?" Wormmon didn't remember the game he was referring to, but countless video games could have fit the bill. With plenty of meat apples now, and clear heads all around, they were able to start cooking up some grub. What does Chef Ebi's kitchen have in store?
Post by Hisato and Scarab on Oct 30, 2019 20:51:47 GMT
...If there was anything that Scarab had been quickly reminded of during this whole headless escapade, it was that kids were a special kind of terror when one frightened them enough, in that they had lungs. And they often put these lungs to ear-piercing use. So, realistically.
No answers anytime soon. "Ow, my ears!" Plus, Ebi had passed out, so Scarab crawled over towards him to make sure he was okay, which...He was. Thankfully! The azure Wormmon nodded at Polty's explanation that didn't actually explain why she was like that, just -what- she did, before turning back to Ebi. "Oh, good, you didn't knock yourself out for...too long."
The Wormmon set his apple down and attempted to help the EbiBurgamon get up. "So, no, she's not dead, annnd we got apples."
“It doesn’t hurt…?” Ebi sheepishly walked closer to the weird Meicoomon, observing her repaired neck, as well as the… sticky work done by one of the Wormmons. Looking at it, one wouldn’t even be able to tell that her head had been missing a minute ago. “I’m sorry for shouting, Miss Polty. I was just worried…” He apologized, hanging his head down in shame.
The EbiBurgamon’s wing-shaped ears perked up at the mention of cooking, examining all of the apples they had collected, and nodding happily. “Y-yes! With these, I can make burgers for everyone… Uhm, give me a moment.” The young cook said, taking off his burger-shaped hat to reveal his shiny, bald head. More importantly, he pulled a white apron out of his hat - which he strapped around his round torso - a frying pan, a spatula, cooking ingredients and a bunch of knives. His hat must have doubled as an Infini-Store of sorts.
“We’re gonna need a fire. Can someone make a fire?” The burgeroid asked the others, putting his hat back on, before grabbing a knife that was almost as big as his entire body. There was probably something amusing about such a cute little thing wielding such a deadly tool. He started cutting the Meat Apples in perfect, even slices, while the others would work on making the fire.
Post by Charles Brynlee on Oct 31, 2019 5:49:50 GMT
"Dunno what game you're talking 'bout, Oh Worm, but I definitely ain't a robot!" Polty laughed, before smiling warmly to Ebi and confirming "And yeah; it doesn't hurt. Only thing that hurts is when my head bumps on the ground, really; but that's just an inconvenience." She would respond to the little youngster's apology as well, gently patting him on the head with her tail. "It's alright though, sport. Certainly ain't the worst reaction I've ever gotten!" She'd joke; unable to help but think back to the time that someone had tried to hit her with a shovel, because they thought she was a zombie!
All that aside though, it seemed that Ebi would be quick to get into the swing of cooking; taking the meat apples that everyone had gathered, and getting everything set up! Polty's ears would prick up curiously; not expecting Ebi to still be up to making burgers, after the three had sort of overwhelmed the poor little fella. It was certainly a pleasant surprise that he was still down for it, as a result; the Meicoomon being more than happy to watch him work.
At the request of a fire, however, Polty knew that she could easily provide - especially now that her arms were free to work. "I got this!" She'd chirp; gesturing with her right Impmon arm, to produce a small fireball so that she could light the fire, once everything else was set up. It looked pretty identical to a normal Impmon's Night of Fire attack, too; which was... A little strange, to say the least - as Meicoomon didn't normally have that attack...
... did Polty having an impmon arm, meant that she could use an impmon attack?
Polty got her head back on, and Ebi recovered from fainting. Both Wormmon were concerned for the little guy. Hopefully that wouldn't happen again, for the sake of their ears. They had enough meat apples to start cooking. Ebi takes off his burger hat and starts taking out cooking accessories. Wormmon watches on with great delight.
"Whoah! Your head is really a hat? And it's full of burger stuff? That is so cool, you guys!" Where does Wormmon get one of these hats? It sure would come in handy. Polty denied being a robot. Wormmon struggles to make sense of this unique ability. "Okay, then. At least we know now. Heads don't just pop off all the time."
Ebi says that next they need to make a fire. "I can't start a fire, intentionally. I can gather wood though!" Polty uses their Impmon arm to create a fireball. "Wow! That does come in handy. Alright, let's get some stuff to burn."
Wormmon starts crawling around, gathering up small logs. Good thing they were eating soon. Wormmon is getting hungrier, and wants to stuff his belly. Ebi must be a good chef to have so many supplies on hand.
Post by Hisato and Scarab on Nov 1, 2019 20:04:50 GMT
"So it works like an infini-store...." Scarab mused, staring at the sight of Ebi taking out accessories for the art of cooking. It was...interesting, to say the least. And far less of a headscratcher to think about than 'why did the Meicoomon behave like one of those action figures in the human world?'
"I can fire a beam to make a fire, but...I think that works way better." He wasn't going to question how Polty knew something seen on an Impmon. Probably attributable to the arm, but that was probably another story in and of itself, and why would you demand such a thing from a girl you just met?
Either way, Scarab moved to assist Wormmon with gathering sticks and logs to serve as fuel and kindling for the flames.
Producing a small ball of fire from her strange arm was unexpected, but it certainly wasn’t the weirdest or the spookiest thing Polty had done in front of them by a longshot. “Woah… Beautiful…” Ebi stared at the magical flame with a look of amazement, before nodding in acknowledgement, and cutting the rest of the Meat Apples while Wormy and Scarab gathered wood to make a campfire.
Once everything was in place, the young cook poured some cooking oil on his trusty frying pan so that the patties wouldn’t stick on its surface, then placed as many apple slices as he could fit in there, before finally holding the pan over the fire. The flammable oil set it alight for a moment, cooking the apple slices faster and giving them that juicy, crispy look that was just like real meat.
The contrast between Ebi’s earlier shy and cowardly behavior, and keeping a calm, serious demeanor while cooking was startling. He was barely talking to the others, being focused entirely on the task at hand. It was like he became a different person whenever he cooked, as he wasn’t afraid to play with fire and sharp implements if it meant making the perfect dish. The others were of course free to talk, bide their time or even ask him questions in however long it would take him to finish. It shouldn’t take too long given his pace.
Post by Charles Brynlee on Nov 1, 2019 23:30:09 GMT
Polty couldn't help but giggle and grin at Ebi's awe; pleased that the little EbiBurgamon wasn't scared of her, even after using her Impmon arm like this. But, then again, Ebi was rather naive.. Has he ever met an Impmon, let alone an ordinary Meicoomon, given his reactions to her? It certainly seemed unlikely; and it was likely he'd get a bit of a shock from comparing a normal Meicoomon to her, which was a bit of an amusing notion to her, though she wouldn't dwell on it for too long.
Instead, once the wood and kindling for the cooking fire was in place, Polty would be the one to ignite it; tossing the fireball she had produced to get the cooking fire going. Once the fire took and was burning brightly and healthily, she would sit back and let Ebi do his work; watching the little Ebiburgamon with a curious gaze. She could see at just a glance that he seemed to know what he was doing; which led her to wonder if Burgamon like himself just took to cooking easily, or if he was taught to do all of this by someone.
Either way, he seemed to be quite in the zone! She could already feel her stomach begin to rumble as the various tasty smells began to arise from the cooking food; prompting her tail to swish side-to-side with anticipation. "Oh, I can't wait to give the little tyke's cooking a try..!" She'd remark to Scarab and Wormmon, smiling to them as she idly picked a few sticky threads out of her fur. What was it, that that one old video she once watched had went - being hungry enough to eat an Octorok?
Wormy and Scarab search the area for suitable firewood. Once they have gathered up enough, Polty lights the flames, and Ebi starts cooking. It was kind of odd how different Ebi acted when they were cooking. The little guy was comfortable handling sharp tools over an open fire. Polty remarks how they are looking forward to tasting Ebi's cooking.
"Me too! How often do you go to a cookout in the Digital World? I wonder if Ebi has cheese in his hat."
Now they had to wait for the food to be ready. The delicious smell coming from the pan only made it harder to wait. Wormmon can feel his belly rumbling. It was getting harder for the Worm King to obey himself. He had minded his manners until now, mostly.
"Oh, I'm so hungry! Maybe we can play a game to pass the time? Who is sexier, Angewomon, or Rosemon? Does anyone have a phone to bring up pictures? Oh, oh! Hey Scarab, wanna see who can shoot their silk thread the furthest?"
Wormmon is curious to see how well he does compared to Scarab. Maybe all those battles at higher stages made Wormy stronger in his rookie form. Either way, it would not be much longer until Ebi finishes cooking.