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Mistlefoe (MPC 69A, ft. Bass) [Complete]
Ebi
In-Training
Please don't eat me...
Posts: 0
OOC Name: Kost
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Post by Ebi on Dec 1, 2019 16:17:19 GMT
MPC Name: Mistletoe Melee
MPC Number: 69A
Reward Requested: bits
That holy December night there was a Christmas fundraiser party taking place in Shibuya’s more crowded downtown area. Entry was free to everyone, and those that came were encouraged to donate whatever amount of money their respective wallets could handle to the local charity. What was that charity about? Who cares, there was a Christmas party to enjoy! As one would expect from an open party, the venue was packed full of people from all walks of life. And those people needed plenty of food and drinks in order to stay happy, otherwise they would get grumpy and leave without donating any money. That’s where Ebi came in! The little EbiBurgamon hadn’t realized when or how he had stumbled into the human world, but there he was, and he was all too happy to serve these fine people holiday sweets that he had prepared and cooked himself. “Woah, there’s so many Humon here! We hope you enjoy the food, Ma’am.” The little burgeroid said, holding his tray full of sugar-coated sweets for a woman in an elegant dress to pick her favorite. “Why, thank you! My my, what an interesting costume you have!” The woman said, apparently mistaking the small Rookie-level Digimon for a young human boy wearing a costume. “I’m a cook!” Ebi replied, not getting it. “Fufu… Sure you are, sweetie~” The woman laughed softly, leaning down to grab a sweet, and waving Ebi goodbye as he went on to serve more party guests. “What a strange little boy…” Waddling his way to the main hall, the EbiBurgamon looked up to notice a most curious plant hanging way above his head. “Woah, what’s this plant? I’ve never seen it before. I wonder if I could cook it.” He mused out loud. “Mistletoe can be deadly if you eat it.” A Michael Keaton look-alike warned him. “But a kiss can be deadlier if you mean it.” A Michelle Pfeiffer look-alike added. “Mistletoe… kissing?” Ebi tilted his bun-shaped head curiously at that. He didn’t really understand what those weird-looking Humon were talking about, but he had the strangest feeling that if he kept standing at that very spot, something interesting would happen to him… Word Count: 364 Total Word Count: 364 |
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Nereid
In-Training
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OOC Name: The Great Royal Shipper
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Post by Nereid on Dec 2, 2019 7:16:08 GMT
[Reward Requested: Posts!]
Nereid had never seen a Christmas before, which was part of why she had ventured out to the human world this time. Not to just loiter around at her aunt's place, but to actually go around and learn something for a change. And she had come prepared with a holosuit, too, so she could wander around efficiently without attracting the attention of the cops/fuzz/whatever one may wish to call them.
So, her travels wound up taking her to downtown Shibuya and into a party that was free entry for everyone. It was for a charity, apparently, which had been something the clam could respect. Of course, Nereid had no actual skills to offer to this charity event, so she had to wander around a touch cluelessly, until she noticed something off in the form of...
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An EbiBurgamon?
Without a holosuit? In the middle of Shibuya? The disguised Syakomon discretely made her way over to the mistletoe and tapped him right on the bun-shaped hat. "Psst, what're you doing here? We're not supposed to be in this world without a disguise, y'know!" She had no idea what she was doing standing under the mistletoe. Or what it had even meant, for that matter.
But, people tended to take note of such things eerily quickly...
WC: 215/215
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Ebi
In-Training
Please don't eat me...
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OOC Name: Kost
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Post by Ebi on Dec 2, 2019 11:13:12 GMT
The EbiBurgamon was staring at the mysterious mistletoe hanging from the ceiling for so long, his neck started to feel sore, despite lacking a bone structure of any description. The boneless burger was seemingly trying to figure out this enigma, to solve the riddle behind the mistletoe. Why was it deadly to eat and what did it have to do with kissing? It was all too cryptic, yet intriguing to the young, burger-like Digimon. So lost was he in his own thoughts, he hadn’t even noticed that another person was approaching him, so when he felt a hand tapping him lightly on the head, he shrieked and jumped in surprise - as if that was his first reflex when caught in surprise - and assumed the worst. “Eeeek! Don’t eat me, don’t eat me, don’t eat me!” In his shock, Ebi threw his tray filled with sugar-coated Christmas sweets at his perceived attacker point blank. Unless the nice-looking and NOT Digimon-eating lady was able to dodge it, her clothes would not only become a total mess, but she would also get a steel tray crashing straight at her face. “Whoops…” Ebi’s dot-shaped eyes widened as soon as he realized his blunder and he froze in place, while a big bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.
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Nereid
In-Training
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OOC Name: The Great Royal Shipper
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Post by Nereid on Dec 11, 2019 23:21:04 GMT
See, if Nereid were anything more like her mother, she'd have inherited her reflexes. The unfortunate reality was that she wasn't completely like Titania, so Ebi managed to land a rather good throw (that consisted of dozens of goods!) onto Nereid, which had the unfortunate side effect of cancelling out her Holosuit.
So, when Ebi realized his blunder, there was no girl there at all anymore. There was only a Syakomon. "What the actual heck was that for?! I'm just trying to look out for you and not get you taken in by cops!" Nereid was, understandably, more than a little upset that she got attacked with a steel tray. Any ordinary person would understand not to yell at something as small and precious as Ebi, but Nereid was just as small, and unfortunately was not necessarily thinking straight.
Well, not that she ever did think straight. The tray didn't really hurt that hard given she was a sturdy clam, but it was still unpleasant, so...Her next response was to just spray a stream of water at Ebi. An attempt at literally hosing him down for daring to harm the princess of the ocean™.
WC: 195/410
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Ebi
In-Training
Please don't eat me...
Posts: 0
OOC Name: Kost
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Post by Ebi on Dec 12, 2019 11:04:16 GMT
“Wha- a Hollow Suit?!” Slight mispronunciation aside, the EbiBurgamon was at least familiar with Holosuit technology, having seen a certain cat using one before, so he understood how they worked. What he didn’t understand was women and their constant mood swings. It’s okay Ebi, even grown men have a hard time understanding them. Regardless, the unmasked Digimon was royally pissed off at the little burgeroid for throwing a tray of holiday sweets at her face, spraying a stream of water in retaliation. Not being sturdy at all himself, the shrimp-looking Burgamon was knocked a few feet back, and was now soaking wet to boot. “Waaaah, that hurt! Whyyyy?” The poor kid cried, trying to stand back up, only to slip on the wet floor and fall on his bum with a slight ‘pomf’ sound. Ebi didn’t actually know what a Syakomon was, per say. Strange as it sounded, despite growing up near the beach, he had never encountered this type of Digimon before, and therefore had an… interesting way of misinterpreting its design. “Oh no… It’s a green Koromon. And it’s getting eaten by a giant clam!” He exclaimed, frantically pulling his trusty frying pan out of his burger-shaped hat. Ebi might have been a coward, but one thing he wouldn’t stand for was seeing an innocent Digimon getting eaten alive. “D-don’t worry, green Koromon. I’ll save you! WAAAAAAAH!!” Letting out a pathetic war cry, the weaker Rookie rushed forward, flailing his frying pan around in an attempt to hit the ‘evil’ outer shell of Syakomon that he mistook for a separate Digimon.
Word Count: 263
Total Word Count: 841
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Nereid
In-Training
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OOC Name: The Great Royal Shipper
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Post by Nereid on Dec 15, 2019 5:03:32 GMT
It was unfortunate that Ebi could not understand the science and power behind the mood swings a woman could have, but that was okay, the author didn't blame Ebi in the slightest--they didn't understand it either. Nereid was still royally OFFENDED by being pelted by gourmet EbiBurgamon food and a steel tray. Well, more the latter than the former. "Steel trays hurt! Don't you know you're not supposed to throw those at people? Much less GIRLS?"
Sure, she was a BIT upset now, but Ebi subsequently mistaking her for a Koromon? That was more insulting. Then he had the gall to say her PRISTINE GREEN BODY was being CONSUMED by a giant clam that was actually her shell? That was preposterous to her in every sort of way. "W-What? I'm a Syakomon! I'm not even a Koromon!" The clam tried to reason with Ebi, but it was too late. With a war cry that could probably put the fear of Yggdrasil and his pimping Royal Knights into a lesser creature such as a Neemon, the EbiBurgamon rushed Nereid.
With a frying pan.
As we all know, frying pans are actually weapons of mass destruction in the right hands, for they can rob the ill-prepared of their dignity in but a single swipe. And the frying pan did make contact with Nereid's shell. Could she have dodged? Probably not. Was she able to? Definitely not. The sound of a frying pan hitting whatever it was that her shell was made of echoed as Nereid let out a series of yelps! "STOP THAT, HOLY SHIT MY SHELL, THAT ACTUALLY HURTS!" Okay, there was one way she could try getting this crazed chef away from her...That was kind of simple.
Nereid tried to hop back and away from Ebi, before she spat out a literal pearl, cold to the touch at the rookie! Hope Ebi liked rocks.
WC: 315/725
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Ebi
In-Training
Please don't eat me...
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OOC Name: Kost
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Post by Ebi on Dec 15, 2019 19:57:55 GMT
This fight was getting violent! Well, not really… It was more of a poorly coordinated scuffle between two Rookie-level Digimon, both of whom were untrained in actual combat. Still, they were now the center of attention, and it all had started from a simple misunderstanding. Luckily, humans were too naive for their own good. From their perspective, this was just a harmless quarrel between two kids in weird Halloween costumes.
However, the pearl that hit EbiBurgamon right in the face was anything but harmless. It hurt… a lot. “WAAAAAH, MY NOSE!” Ebi, you don’t even have a nose! Regardless, the poor shrimp burger reeled back in pain and tripped on the wet floor again, falling unceremoniously on his stomach. With tears in his eyes, he frantically slapped his hand against the floor like a wrestler tapping out of a submission hold. “Stop, stop please! I was just trying to help! Why are you so angry, why are you saying bad words, what’s a Syakomon?”
Ebi had reached one of his lowest points, literally crawling on the floor and begging for mercy. It was on that day that he found out how cruel women could be. And he had that mistletoe hanging from the ceiling to thank for giving him that crucial life lesson.
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Nereid
In-Training
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OOC Name: The Great Royal Shipper
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Post by Nereid on Dec 16, 2019 8:28:18 GMT
A poorly coordinated slugfest was something that one could only vaguely call a fight, all things considered, especially since neither Digimon had ever fought before. Well, Nereid had, but 'fought' was being generous when the one lick of combat she had ever experienced was getting her eye poked in by a Gizamon and getting rightfully PISSED at that before firing a single attack.
That wasn't combat. That was just lashing out. This was far different than that, even if woefully uncoordinated and lacking in several fields. Nereid had been about to fire her Water Screw again, but was surprised to see the (in hindsight) weeping mess that was Ebi surrendering.
...Did she just FUCKING DO IT AGAIN? JUST ACCIDENTALLY MAKE SOMEONE CRY? HOLY SHIT, WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HER? The Syakomon had a look best described as deer in the headlights while Ebi was on the floor. She just...looked utterly horrified. "Y-You keep hitting me with things! First the tray, now that pan! You d-disabled my holosuit in front of all these people, and finally, I'M a Syakomon!"
...All things considered, Nereid was feeling wayyyyy too many emotions right now, and a lot of them were scared.
WC:198/923
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Ebi
In-Training
Please don't eat me...
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OOC Name: Kost
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Post by Ebi on Dec 16, 2019 9:17:35 GMT
“So, you’re not a Koromon? Oh…” The EbiBurgamon’s beady eyes widened as he realized his folly. From mistaking the Syakomon in front of him for a hungry predator to mistaking for a damsel in distress, he had done many errors in the span of only a few minutes. Though he meant well, he had made too many assumptions and made an ass out of himself. The young cook stood up, clasped his tiny hands in front of him and bowed in an apologetic manner. “I’m sorry. I didn’t wanna hurt you… I’m a bad person, I’m so sorry, uuuhm… here, please don’t be mad at me anymore.” He said, picking a chocolate muffin off the ground and offering it to Nereid.
“D’awww, look. The children are bonding.”
“Sooo cute~” The humans that had witnessed their scuffle commented, still being under the impression that the two Digimon were simply kids wearing costumes.
A woman in an elegant dress knelt in front of Ebi and Nereid. “You know, little man, if you really want her to forgive you, you should give her a kiss. That’s what you normally do under a mistletoe, after all.”
“A kiss?!” Ebi’s already pink cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, as he nervously looked back at the Syakomon. He wasn’t really much of a kisser. The last person he had ever kissed was his Mama. Kissing in general wasn’t something Digimon did often. Still, the little burgeroid approached hesitantly, giving a quick peck on the cheek of the green head sitting inside the shell.
“Okay, bye!” And then he ran away, like a mysterious masked gentleman flourishing his cape and declaring that his work was done… albeit much less graceful.
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Nereid
In-Training
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OOC Name: The Great Royal Shipper
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Post by Nereid on Dec 19, 2019 22:38:31 GMT
"Nope! Koromon are fat, toothy and pink, of which I am none." ...It seemed Nereid was calming down rather swiftly after she had weathered the steel assault. That, or Ebi's attempt for mercy had managed to sober her up to what was going on. Sure, she still looked a bit mortified at her surroundings but she wasn't pissed off beyond belief anymore. Still, what was this EbiBurgamon saying about being a bad person...?
She stared at the muffin, and then at Ebi. "...I disagree. You're not a bad person. I'm...I'm not mad, either way, I think I was just overreacting. ...Hey, how do I eat this...?" This train of thought was something that managed to drown the noise out form around her, so she didn't necessarily hear the humans around her suggest that Ebi kiss her.
And the kid actually went and did it. Good job, Ebi.
Nereid herself blinked in confusion as Ebi did that, and promptly ran off. The Syakomon swiftly bit into the muffin and slid away at dramatically high speeds, speeds high enough that you could likely put a track from Initial D over it and it'd work rather well. That was that, that was the tale of the (Seafood) Mistletoe Melee.
Final WC: 207/1130.
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Spire
Better Mod
An In-Spire-ation to Us All
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OOC Name: Spiraga™
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Post by Spire on Jan 3, 2020 7:21:19 GMT
Heh, nice one.
Ebi gets 5,000 bits!
Nereid gets 15 posts!
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