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An Ordinary Park Visit (Kudamon, Anto)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2014 16:53:34 GMT
| Sunday was the day Orina definitely had off from school, and like most days she had off, she planned to spend them reading at her leisure at Miyashita Park. She had a particular fondness for this park in particular—while it was in the middle of the loud bustle of Shibuya, and there were plenty of skateboarders every which way, they didn't pay much attention to her. People would normally make her very timid, but here in Miyashita Park, she could tune them out and still feel comfortable. In her more adventurous moods, she could even watch the skateboarders showing off their different tricks.
But today wasn't an adventurous day for Orina, who contented herself with cradling in her skirt one of her advanced engineering manuals, the cover hidden by one of her false slip-on covers that advertised the cover as being to a cheap romance novel. If anyone asked her about the book, all she'd need to do would be to raise the cover and hopefully deflect conversation long enough to get away from them. That's all she planned to do, and besides, that entire scenario was just a giant 'if' for her to worry about as she daintily turned another page over. |
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Post by Kudamon on Jul 9, 2014 17:04:26 GMT
The Human World was a new thing to Kudamon, who had just gotten out of the Trainmon Terminal. There were sounds unlike anything she'd seen―creatures of metal that didn't speak, animals which only looked at her and ran, strange dog-like creatures that yapped at her and chased her off, and above all that... "The species here are so... similar," she muttered to herself with an annoyed tone. There were pale humans with black hair, dark humans with dark hair, yellowish humans with black hair, pale humans with blonde hair, but they all shared the same structure and they seemed to be the only things that talked in this strange world. If it came to her understanding correctly, there were plenty of humans here that would be willing to take her up as a partner, but there was the issue of finding one first... A sudden yapyapyapyapyap! from behind her flushed her out of the alley, scampering wildly along the streets and likely tripping several humans with wild abandon. She was not going to get bit again. The dogs here hurt, and they didn't even want to try to talk things out! Her wild scampering led her to a more natural part of town―where the plant species would live, she thought, before realizing that she was in the wrong world for that―that held many giant (non-sentient) trees and several small (non-sentient) bushes. There was thankfully a pathway (thank goodness, she didn't want to have to carry her cartridge so far) that she scampered along, realizing a bit too late (read: within three steps) that there was a human there who would be more than capable of spotting her. With a stifled yelp of surprise, she retreated her ghostly form into her cartridge and laid there: a golden bullet, shining in the sunlight.
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Post by Anto on Jul 9, 2014 17:29:27 GMT
When António came back from the digital world, it was like...like something was off now. Back in the digital world everything was alive and talking and all, there was a clear distinction between good and bad, like some sort of children`s story book. And everyone knows how children`s story books end, right? On the other hand, he wasn`t about to get killed all the time. That was one major advantage in the human world. He felt the back of his bag pushing. He knew what that ment, but he had to say no. "Hey buddy, I`m really sorry, but you know I can`t just get you out of there in public." He told Henrique, by taking his bag of his back and opening it slightly. This was another problema with the human world. He couldn`t go around with his friend and he was forced to carry him hidden in his bag with the mental capacity of a baby. "But I big boy now." He friend whimpered "I know, but people will still cal the police if they see a mechanized dragon walking around, nomatter how polite you are." "Dimimon." "There`s a digimon nearby? Where?" "Wight." "Ok, I`m going. We might get lucky and find a tamer willing to share a home for the night." They started to walk to go find a digimon and (possibly) a tamer.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2014 17:49:06 GMT
| Alarmed by a sudden yelp and clatter nearby, Orina peeked her head out of her book to give her surroundings a quick look-over, paying careful attention to the direction that the sounds came from. In the grass she noted a large, golden bullet, the sun glinting off its intricate casing. A bullet, here in the middle of the park...? In Japan, here? Orina hadn't even seen a bullet personally, so she was both scared of what it meant and curious to really see one right in front of her.
Her curiosity took charge as she gently eased her book closed and stowed it away in her schoolbag, creeping over to the cartridge and gingerly taking it into a hand. No, two hands. Wow, this thing was gigantic. What calibur was it, anyway? Was this supposed to be a bullet for a machine gun? She eagerly turned it over, noting any imperfections or oddities in its make before she came to the base of the cylinder. Runes—runes that certainly didn't look like any language she knew—adorned the base, flaring out from the center.
She had definitely never seen a bullet like this, but her danger sensors hadn't yet gone off to warn her to leave it be and run elsewhere. Thinking on it, she heard a yelp, didn't she? There was nothing or nobody nearby that seemed distressed enough to have let out that noise, much less leave behind a giant cartridge that hadn't even been fired.
Just as she began to wonder deeper on the nature of the mysterious bullet, she noticed a man coming into view and quickly stuffed the bullet away in her schoolbag, worrying for her safety. Taking into note his approach, she shifted a little in place and meekly raised an unsure palm in greeting. "U-um, h-hi... there...?" |
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Post by Kudamon on Jul 9, 2014 18:04:38 GMT
Captured. Or, at least, she was absolutely certain it was probably capture, or something. She felt her casing being lifted and inspected cautiously. She couldn't see out of her home, but she could hear and feel how it was being handled. She nervously began to try to think of any sort of plan she might be able to make to free herself. She was certain humans didn't take too kindly to Digimon, since there were so few present (Digimon, not humans―too many humans). She was shuffled into some sort of environment―she was only able to tell the movement of the cartridge and not the environment in which it moved―but she could probably try to sneak away once she was put down for a long enough time. She didn't know if humans had an amazing attention span or not, but she hoped they didn't. Okay... that was long enough. She gingerly poked her nose out of her cartridge to reveal... a very cozy environment filled with books. Some small amount of light filtered through the top―not as much as it was out in the open but enough for Kudamon to see detail. Gingerly, she began to shuffle through the girl's inventory, cringing and waiting if and whenever she felt the bag move, noting... books, books, book covers (?), books... pencils? Art supplies! So humans had art too? She reminded herself that just because they had the tools didn't mean they had the skills and continued. Ah! What was this? She noted the bento in her inventory and gingerly poked the lid ajar, noting the food held within. She paused and looked up at the light, wondering if... she could probably snatch some of this if she left most of it intact, right? But she might be caught all the same... Oh, what the heck. She decided to take the risk and tried reaching two of her claws in, flexing them together like chopsticks to try to snipe some of the rice. She liked rice.
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Post by Anto on Jul 9, 2014 18:25:45 GMT
António saw a girl picking up waht appeared to be a golden bullet and put it into her bag real quickly. António smiled. That was a classic move to try to hide a digimon, which he had in fact tried to do himself in the past. Then she approached him and used a ridiculous start. She definetly had a digimon. He decided to first take it slow, try to get her open up, and... "Dimimon! Dimimon!" Henrique started to shout from the bag, earning a small punch. Nevertheless, he managed to make it out of the bag before getting punched, which ment the cover was blown. "So...you`ve seen mine. You could show me yours..." António said, calmly with na obviously faked smile. He couldn`t believe Henrique had just ruined the whole thing to point out the obvious, even if he had the mentallity of a baby at this point. "You know, the "bullet"." "Boo-Boo." Henrique complained "If you didn`t want one, you should have stayed quiet."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2014 18:45:46 GMT
| Uh oh, uh oh, this guy's a weirdo, what should she do?! She begun to quietly panic, looking between him and—not in her backpack, she definitely wasn't carrying any strange bullet, no sir! Nothing to see here! she wished she could have chirped obediently, but she was already acting so suspiciously with the distressed expression and obviously NOT calm body language and oh my gosh she was seriously going to be kidnapped by the yakuza and then they were going to kill her and eat her, probably! She wished she had made smarter decisions in her life, such as not picking up strange bullets and talking to strange people in parks, and she decided to store all this guilt-tripping for future knowledge so that she would be a little less dumb so as to not piss off a wandering yakuza member in her next life.
But her life's not ended yet, and maybe she could talk her way out of this, right? In a huge fluster, Orina began playing with her bangs and straightening them out again and again with her fingers, wheeling through a million news headlines about the state her body would be found in. She'd probably get dumped into a lake, or maybe they would never find her again after this!
It suddenly occurred to her that she hadn't actually tried to explain herself as she swore to do just moments before. Stirred up into a deeper panic, she squeaked and fumbled through her pack for the bullet to display it, trembling and fretting about whatever it was in his bag that was talking and probably was a freaky yakuza experiment to turn dogs into evil androids, and it was probably going to eat her too! She barely found herself capable of creaking out a little, "I'm sorry!"
In fact, she was freaking out so hard that she forgot to notice the little detail of a suspicious weasel wiggling its way through her backpack and eating the bento she had set aside for lunch that day. So much was she freaking out that even as she grasped for the bullet in her bag, she completely forgot to take into account that her texbooks felt a little suspiciously furry as she drew away. |
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Post by Kudamon on Jul 9, 2014 19:06:22 GMT
Yes, this rice was very good. Kudamon ate one mouthful... a second, a third, a fourth... up until she had eaten almost half the rice from the bento. She realized this a little too slowly as she had another mouthful of rice she had extracted in her paw. She frowned into the bento, pondering how she might be able to save herself from this dilemma, until that was a hand. Kudamon yelped as she fumbled to not only keep the rice in her hand but also save the bento from spilling its contents into this human's backpack. This resulted in the bullet being pulled out... followed by the furry pipe fox spilling rice out of one hand and fumbling to save the bento in the other, looking bewildered and shocked as this happened. The Digimon took a second to realize that she was in full view of the two humans (and a nearby Digimon...!), crammed the rice in her mouth, closed the bento and dropped it back in the bag, then politely retreated back into the bullet.
((Sorry for the short post.))
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Post by Anto on Jul 9, 2014 19:28:50 GMT
António let himself open a true smile at the scene he just witnessed. The digimon and his tamer had to be new at this, or he wouldn`t have tried to hide like that. But the girl also seemed suprised. Could it be that this digimon and the girl never met before? Was it...stealing from her? "Aaaaa....you two might want na explanation." António offered "Dimimon? Pway Time?" Henrique asked with hope "But first we should get out of sight before this guy starts trying to pull people to see a freakshow." Henrique went silent. He did indeed feel ashamed, thought he didn`t understand what he did wrong. But if his tamer was angry then he should have misbehaved, right? "By the way...." António said just as he turned away "You should know it`s pointless to hide. Yes, I`m talking to you in that bullet. We saw you arledy, so why don`t you come out and get some fresh air, perhaps even chat a bit? What is your name? Is she your tamer? And what is YOUR name,girl?"
(OOC: It`s fine, at this point there`s not much to work from anyway.)
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Post by Kudamon on Jul 9, 2014 19:44:44 GMT
((Was given permission to disrupt post order by Orina.))
Kudamon was, quite frankly, embarrassed. Mouth still full of rice as she exited from her protective shell, she studied the area very firmly to the side of her with a spiteful frown on her face. "W-well," Kudamon began. Oh, how could she even begin? She swallowed the rice and glanced to the two before suddenly uprighting her posture and crossing her arms. "I am the great and awe-inducing Kudamon!" she announced proudly. "I say without boast that there is none that may equal my grace and passion!" There ―she hoped that these idiots wouldn't actually try to take her seriously. "I have come here to share my awe-inspiring presence to these dull humans and their peasant lives!" She put one hand in front of her mouth to laugh like some sort of prissy noblewoman. "I wouldn't imagine someone as lowly as you would be aware of my existence, of course! How em-barrassing of you!" With a "hmmf!", she crossed her arms and stuck her nose up, closing her eyes. "And unhand my luxurious case, human, you're going to smudge it and then what would I do?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2014 20:06:39 GMT
| Talking weasel ferret. Check. Crazy yakuza guy asking to move where other people can't see. Check. Accidentally pissing off at least one of the two. Check. Set phasers to panic.
With all the grace of a fledgling rabbit, Orina quickly flung the bullet from her possession into the grass. "I'm sorry!" she sputtered, "My name's Fu-Fu-Fujiwara, Orina, I'm just a junior high school student! I don'know what a tamer is, I didn't tame miss Kudamon! Eek!" Besides, you probably need a license for something dangerous like this, don't you? And Orina definitely didn't have a license for handling strange creatures like talking ferrets.
Orina quickly zipped up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, adjusting it nervously as she had done with her hair. Evidently, this girl has extremely low stress tolerance—and maybe she's a little loopy, too, so it's a wonder that she can even step outside without melting down instantly just like she is right now.
"My name's Fujiwara Orina, it's a pleasure to meet you!" she repeated, "I'm sorry miss Kudamon, I'm sorry! Did I s-s-smudge your ummm, bullet? I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I can try to clean it, I'm sorryyyy!"
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Post by Anto on Jul 9, 2014 20:11:04 GMT
António turned again, annoyed. "I knew some digimon are cocky, but that is both way too much AND terrible acting. I am sorry, today I`m being really negative, but carrying around Henrique all day does that kind of thing to a person, especially if he is "baby-brain-mode"." António said, removing Henrique from his bag. "Now, shall you two come with me or do I have to digivolve Henrique to Tooldramon and bring you by force? I just want to talk you known and keeping on pretending won`t help you much anyway. I know you can`t be in a terribly happy situation, Kudamon, otherwise you wouldn`t be acting like that. Only the really spoiled and the desperate who don`t want to admitt they are desperate act and speak like that, and since you were stealing food from a girl`s bag, I`m willing to bet it`s the second option. Oh my, what am I saying. You see Henrique? You loose your brains and I get them, apperantly. I even start to talk like the normal you." "Like big I?" Henrique asked, confused "Yes." "Yay! Tonio talk like big I! Yay!" "Now be quiet, or we might have problems. And you come. Kudamon, bet you don`t want me to find and calls DATS do you? And nice to meet you Fujiwara. That`s the kind of stuff I want to explain. The best I can." "Lady and Dimimon come with we?" "Henrique, what did I just tell you?" "Ok, Tonio, ok. I quiet now."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 9, 2014 20:30:33 GMT
| Orina nods a few times at once, her body language shrinking at the sound of DATS, stealing, digivolving—what is all of this, anyway? Was DATS a strange, Spanish organization created to capture strange animals and experiment on them? No, no, maybe it was Mexican. Portuguese? French? She didn't know which crazy, Western country it was, but this Tonio person didn't seem Japanese. She wouldn't question it too much, but she began to question exactly how much English she was capable of stringing together to ask for her human rights. Well, maybe she would be okay. He talked very strangely, but maybe he knew what he was doing. Apparently, the thing in his backpack was intelligent at some point, so maybe there was a little she could learn about these odd animals.
That thought shut her up as her scientific interest overtook her irrationality. Right, it's time to get into gear! "M-miss Kudamon, I have more food for you if you want, maybe, if you want to come along," she weakly offered, taking her hands off her bag and neatly folding them at her front. "I can even make you your own special bento, maybe... if you like, um, hot dog octopuses, I'm really good at making those. T-t-they're cute..." |
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Post by Kudamon on Jul 9, 2014 20:51:46 GMT
Kudamon went flying but was able to quickly catch her cartridge before it landed (but only barely), looking back at the group. Her nose and brow gradually bunched up the more the humans spoke to her, and she stared António down with quite an anger to her eyes as she ignored Orina's offer, letting drop a good three-second silence after the girl finished speaking. "How..." Kudamon began, a certain edge to her voice. "How... DARE you speak to me like that! Do you know who I am? Of course you wouldn't―telling me I'm of all things desperate, ugh! I am no rat upon the streets! I am a Kudamon, and I am not desperate! I had in fact recently come here―far not enough time to even reach desperation, I will have you know! Perhaps if I was some pleeebian like you, but I am Kudamon the Great! How dare you!" She waved her hands to better convey her anger as she spoke. "I have come here to acquire for myself a tamer so I could reach even greater heights, and―" She scanned the surroundings quickly, spotting Orina and staring her down as she pointed a claw at her. "YOOUU shall bear that honor! You, heathen Orina, bear quite the privilege, that I have chosen you!" With that, she brought her bullet over and fumbled with the zipper to try to open it to slide the bullet in. "...And what is this DATS thing, by the way? Some sort of peasant organization?"
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Post by Anto on Jul 9, 2014 21:13:48 GMT
"DATS is an organisation that strives to keep the order of things right between humans and digimon. The problem is, they think they have to get rid of untammed digimon, like you Kudamon. And you might want to know that you can`t just PICK a tamer. Unless, of course, you have the power to create digivices out of thin air or too make friends as yo wish, two qualities I am yet to see in you. But if there is no way I can bring you two with me and explain you how things are supposed to work in a more...hidden place, by words, maybe I will have to do it by force. I won`t enjoy doing this, but.... Henrique?" António replied "Tonio. I be big boy now?" Henrique asked "Yep. Let`s have you digivolve." António dropped Henrique and took the digivice from his pocket. A bright light came from both the device and Henrique, who digivolved into his rookie form, Tooldramon. "Oh, my head....You have to start bringing some pills with you, this headaches are killing me!" Henrique complained "Buddy, we can`t do that right now. Now Kudamon, last call. You come the good way, in which we all end up happy, or the bad way in which we all end up angry, this is, if you live to tell the tale? Sorry about the mess Fujiwara, but we ain`t feeling patient enought to tolerate another arrogant digimon, going about and calling himself great. The Peacockmon was far too much arledy." António explained.
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