Now, we're in trouble [Closed]
Jan 12, 2017 17:27:08 GMT
Post by Erys Aranea on Jan 12, 2017 17:27:08 GMT
It was becoming increasing more difficult to see as the night rolled in on them. Being stuck in a forest in the middle of the night was to Erys, NOT a good plan. So far, she had found that most of the Digimon, the wild ones at least, were just that. Wild.
For the moment, they had decided to rest up while they had a chance too. In the third clearing they found, they decided to make a makeshift camp. She chose to do something, she hadn’t yet had time to do and began to write a diary of sorts to chronicle her journey of insanity.
So far, we have seen (thankfully from afar) ferocious dinosaur-like creatures, similar to earth Triceratops or something close called Monochromon, not to mention the rampaging Goblimon which travelled in packs through the bowers of the forests looking for prey. Even insectoid Digimon which had the ability to creature electricity called Kunemon. While they would make interesting school topics, I doubt if any of them want us alive.
I do have her two partners though, the slightly grumpy and lone wolf leader, Moonmon who was currently guarding the edges of our camp. Her second partner was a happy-go-lucky type called Sunmon, interested in everything and everyone which usually made him more trouble than he was worth.
“Soooooo, where we going?” Sunmon would ask, whilst happily bouncing up and down. This was a common thing he’d ask as they walked and everytime he did, Moonmon would answer with an increasingly angry tone. “I don’t know. Stop asking.”
Erys, who stood between the two was often tasked with breaking up their fights. A lot of fights, all the time. They say they’re brothers. I guess it makes sense. Brother’s then to fight a lot. Human brothers, I mean.
Over the top of her writing, she could see Moonmon still bouncing back and forth between the two exits to the clearing on guard while Sunmon was below her.
“Look at this rock, it’s so strangely colored. All yellow and ugly,” he called up to Erys. “It kinda smells too. Like gas. Stinky, stinky gas.”
For some reason, every time he spoke the rock would rattle. Until his final word after which the rock lurched and then quite suddenly burst up from the ground and unfolded itself. It was massive rock monster. “That’s Golemon, a digimon made from solid rocks, probably had brains of rock too. It’s not too bright but watch out for his Sulfur Plume attack. It’s sure nasty.”
It let out a terrible roar and jumped up, so that Erys fell to the floor with the creature bearing down over her.
Without much more warning than that, the creature took a slow but wild swing. Fortunately it completely missed Erys but left a wide trench in the dirt.
For the moment, they had decided to rest up while they had a chance too. In the third clearing they found, they decided to make a makeshift camp. She chose to do something, she hadn’t yet had time to do and began to write a diary of sorts to chronicle her journey of insanity.
So far, we have seen (thankfully from afar) ferocious dinosaur-like creatures, similar to earth Triceratops or something close called Monochromon, not to mention the rampaging Goblimon which travelled in packs through the bowers of the forests looking for prey. Even insectoid Digimon which had the ability to creature electricity called Kunemon. While they would make interesting school topics, I doubt if any of them want us alive.
I do have her two partners though, the slightly grumpy and lone wolf leader, Moonmon who was currently guarding the edges of our camp. Her second partner was a happy-go-lucky type called Sunmon, interested in everything and everyone which usually made him more trouble than he was worth.
“Soooooo, where we going?” Sunmon would ask, whilst happily bouncing up and down. This was a common thing he’d ask as they walked and everytime he did, Moonmon would answer with an increasingly angry tone. “I don’t know. Stop asking.”
Erys, who stood between the two was often tasked with breaking up their fights. A lot of fights, all the time. They say they’re brothers. I guess it makes sense. Brother’s then to fight a lot. Human brothers, I mean.
Over the top of her writing, she could see Moonmon still bouncing back and forth between the two exits to the clearing on guard while Sunmon was below her.
“Look at this rock, it’s so strangely colored. All yellow and ugly,” he called up to Erys. “It kinda smells too. Like gas. Stinky, stinky gas.”
For some reason, every time he spoke the rock would rattle. Until his final word after which the rock lurched and then quite suddenly burst up from the ground and unfolded itself. It was massive rock monster. “That’s Golemon, a digimon made from solid rocks, probably had brains of rock too. It’s not too bright but watch out for his Sulfur Plume attack. It’s sure nasty.”
It let out a terrible roar and jumped up, so that Erys fell to the floor with the creature bearing down over her.
Without much more warning than that, the creature took a slow but wild swing. Fortunately it completely missed Erys but left a wide trench in the dirt.
