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Post by elsonoshradder on Jun 27, 2014 17:58:18 GMT
Elson woke up with a pile of trash on him. He quickly removed the pile and tried to remembre how he got there. It was still fussy, but it was starting to come to him... He was at the mall with his mom searching for some common products. After na hour or two, he wandered off because he was bored. Shopping wasn`t his favorite way of spending the afternoon. He left the mall and just started walking througth Shibuya. It was a nice city. It wasn`t very diferente from his home city of New York. Populated, tall buildings, annoying malls...the only real difference was in culture versus marketing. Elson turned to see if he had been caught. Upon confirming he didn`t, he started running down the street and turned a bit here and there...it was good to run free for a few minutes while he could. But after a bit, he started to think he shouldn`t keep on. His mother knew he wnadered of sometimes, but he had to he home soon or she would be very worried. In New York his dad had always reassured mom that he was fine, and so Elson was free to go where he wanted without her worried. But his mom had lost faith in his father and they had divorced. Elson had to be carefull now, not to worry her too much. But as he walked back home, he saw something strange shining in a trash can. Curious, he walked to it and opened the trash can. An intense light was coming out of na object inside, which reassembled a phone or something like that. The light momentarily started to fade and Elson took the opurtunnity to grab the object. It stopped glowing. It was silver in color and had a small screen and a bunch of buttons, whose use Elson didn`t know. Suddenly a large green portal opened beneath Elson and he fell, screaming. He landed on that trash pile and passed out. |
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Post by elsonoshradder on Jun 27, 2014 21:04:42 GMT
"So...you`re awake." a voice said next to Elson. He turned and had to supress a scream. The voice belonged to a yellow dog with an blue "X" as a marking in it´s belly. It seemed hungry, so Elson tried a friendly approach "Yeah. I`m Elson, what`s your name?" "I`m doggymon. Listen pal, you`re in my dumpyard. Go away and find your own, you`re starting to look apetizing and there ain´t a lot of food around here, got me?" "Yeah, of of of course. I will just get out and..." "I almost forgot, where`s my tribute?" "What?" "My tribute. You know, you got into my dumpyard and now you must give pay me tribute. So what`ve you got?" "I...I... I got nothing I had no idea...I don`t even know how I got here. Oh my god my mom is gonna freak out!" "No tribute, no going. No going, no living." "What?" The yellow dog jumped on Elson and throwed him into the ground. He strugled to avoid being bitten and clawed. Suddenly a silvery fog started to show up from nowhere. The dog turned up it`s head before the smoke covered it. Elson could a hear the divice he found doing a "bip" sound, which was growing in intensity. When the smoke disappeared, the yellow dog was lying down besides Elson with a huge cut along it´s body. Elson stood and saw a small mechanical dragon holding a sword with both hands right in front of him. The machine put the sword on it´s back a tiny metal claws in his back, and holded it, while the small machine picked up the divice. It stopped bipping and an halographic image of the machine appeared. "Hm..." It said in a cold mechanical voice before turning to Elson "I think this belongs to you." Elson was frozen. He didn`t have a clue if his next words would cause a pleasing reaction or his death. "I guess." "Yes it is..." the machine throwed the divice to Elson. "...my general." |
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Post by elsonoshradder on Jun 28, 2014 22:26:53 GMT
"What do you mean by "my general"?" Elson asked "Well you are an Xros general. I realise you don`t know what it is yet so I will try to explain. You see, you are in the digital world. This world is inhabited by distinctive creatures called digimon. I am one, doggymon over there is or was one too. Some humans come here from times to times. They carry devices, they didn`t choose to have themselves, but were chosen to. Like you. One of the categories of such humans is called "Xros generals". They carrry fusion loaders, just like the one in your hand right now. These generals command an army of digimon, who unite to become stronger. The first one in the army is called the "core digimon". And in your case that`s me. You`re my general." The machine said, in mechanical and cold manner, which was freaking Elson off. "My name is Siversteamdramon." "And I am Elson, so I think you can stick by that name, Ok? Look I ain`t no great general so..." "Yet. You will need to train, just like me, but you will be a great general, weather you realise it or not, my general." Elson didn`t want to piss a dragon machine armed with a sword. He sticked to the simple matters. "Ok, I guess we will discuss that later. Right now please don`t call me "my general"." "I won`t do that." "Why not?" "Because you ARE my general and logically that`s what I should call you. It`s your function in the team." "What team?" "Ours. And by the way I think we should give our team a name. I was thinking..." The "digimon" walked over to Elson and now (literally) standing ON Elson, it continued: "...That since my name is Silversteamdramon and I`m the core digimon, our team should be called "Team Silversteam". Plus, it rimes. What do you think?" |
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