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Tea for Two... or Four [Ogrelords] [Valentine]
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Post by Sophie & Lantis on Feb 11, 2018 23:57:18 GMT
Lantis sat nervously at the candlelit table as he waited for whatever digimon was going to show up. The Leomon was wearing his usual leather trousers, his sword having been given up at the door. But to show at least some thought to the occasion, he was wearing a blue bowtie around his neck. Most unfortunately he couldn't find a shirt in his size.
Really, Sophie should be the one here, he thought. After all, Sophie was working so hard to get AEGIS up and running. Yeah, he helped, but, not nearly as much as she did. Sadly, Sophie had said that she didn't feel that blind dating was exactly right for her. In time, when she was ready to commit to a relationship with a man she liked, then she would. But for the time being, she would get AEGIS through its first year of operation, then she would make her mind up. But she insisted that Lantis go to this, since she thought he was a nice digimon that could do well to have a nice romantic date with someone, particularly on Valentine's day.
As the minutes ticked by, Lantis felt increasingly nervous. Would his "date" even show up? What would they be like? The possibilities rushed through his head. He certainly hoped that they were a cute digimon for one, but he supposed that looks weren't too high up on his list. Maybe one that would like to have fun? Yeah, that was a better thing for him, just someone to relax with at the end of the day. But... most of all someone he felt compatible with. That he could form a bond with.
He felt eyes around the restaurant looking at him a lot more. Oh god, he hoped he wasn't going to be stood up. If that happened... wait, maybe this was just a terrible idea to begin with?
"Pull yourself together, Lan" the Leomon told himself. "What does a lion care what others think? If they don't show up, you just order the biggest steak there is and you enjoy it!"
A smile crossed his face at the thought of that, his stomach rumbling a little.
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Post by theogrelords on Feb 14, 2018 1:54:18 GMT
"We can't come in like this!" Goblimon sounded very cross as he addressed his boys behind the dumpster, gesticulating furiously at a wadded up pile of clothing. Said wadded pile was actually an insanely nice looking suit and tie. A velvety red bowtie sat on top of the pile, the tails of the suit splayed haplessly on the floor, and the perfectly tailored pants were half buried under the dumpster. "Where's the pageantry? Where's the showmanship? You two always blow it on me!"
"Told ya he'd hate it," SnowGoblimon said. "Shoulda gone with my idea."
"Nudity ain't postmodernlike!" Shamamon complained. "Isn't, like, almost every Digimon naked?"
"Well, we ain't gonna be," Goblimon huffed. "Look, we still got a minute before this thing. Blow it, and there goes all the free food! Grab the nicest things you can find and get back over here, or that's a clubbing for you!"
The Ogrelords split, and upon their reconvening each had large sacks of clothes draped over their shoulders. The three looked at each other, each wearing massive grins on their faces. "Alright, count of three, we all take out what we got, y'hear?" Goblimon said. The other two nodded, smirking.
"Three!" started SnowGoblimon. Then nothing happened, leaving SnowGoblimon tapping his foot inpatiently.
"Oi, Shamamon, you're two," Goblimon said, breaking the silence.
"I gots the biggest brainbox. You be two," Shamamon huffed.
"It's gonna be even bigger when I crack it open with me fist!" Goblimon threatened. Immediately the two started shoving against each other, glaring frustratedly.
Rolling his eyes, SnowGoblimon cut in. "One," he said, spilling out the entirety of his bag. It was a rather large trenchcoat and top hat, complete with a fake moustache. "There. Now you're both two."
Goblimon and Shamamon stopped their feuding first to whack SnowGoblimon upside the head, then to look at the outfit themselves. "Sure as heck looks like a disguise to me," Shamamon said, stroking his chin like an art critic. "They won't tell whose who with this thing on!" Yes, even his homophones got jumbled sometimes. Shamamon wasn't very smart.
Goblimon shook his head. "Pah. Not enough flair," he insisted. "Feast your eyes on some real fanciness!" Goblimon flipped his clothing sack out, revealing giant sunglasses with colored patterns etched onto them and a jacket with giant streamers running down the arms. "Never go wrong with the Macho Man," Goblimon said, nodding sagely.
Shamamon wasn't going to let that go uncontested. He, too revealed his choice of attire: hotpants, jeans, and sweatpants with a slit cut in the sides. "I got pants!" he said, beaming. "Should've figured none of you lot would."
Naturally, with quite a large pile of clothing, the Ogrelords would carefully and cautiously sort through it to construct the most spiffy outfit that they possibly could. After all, that would be the smart thing to do.
Or maybe a twelve foot tall pile of clothes would come swaying into the restaurant like the leaning tower of scarecrows. On the top was Goblimon, a fake mustache and giant Randy Savage shades covering his face as the top hat covered the rest of his head. Buried beneath the trenchcoat and ribbon-flared jacket was SnowGoblimon, his eye occasionally peeking through any gaps in the outfit to see what was going on. Finally, three layers of pants hid Shamamon. The hot pants were on top of the outfit, covering the sweatpants, and the slits in the sweatpants left the jeans faintly visible.
Yet, with how confidently this horrid amalgamation strode into the room, it almost seemed intentional. They sat down, Goblimon coughing to signal for SnowGoblimon to wave at Lantis. "Oi! It's me, your date, Goblimon said. "Call me Hugh. Hugh Mann. Norm L. Hugh Mann. Who're you?"
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Post by Sophie & Lantis on Feb 14, 2018 8:17:15 GMT
When the walking disaster approached Lantis, the Leomon stared for a moment at it, stunned with disbelief. When it sat down at his table and confirmed that it was his date, Lantis found himself speechless. He looked around for any cameras, thinking that this was some prank, but when he saw none, he looked back at the figure with a rather hurt expression.
Here he had opened himself up for a possible blind date, yes, he should be open to the possibility of some disappointment or deception, but this... this felt like an open insult. If he had his sword at hand he would have slammed it into the table to register his outrage, but, that was not open to him right now.
He took some deep breaths to calm himself. Perhaps this was merely a mistake? And the creature's introduction. Norm L. Hugh Mann. Lantis would have probably laughed at something like that if a friend had said it. But, the reality was, that his date was a huge lying fake. That he would be very unlikely to find happiness in getting a romantic partner like Bellamy and Luke had in this situation. So instead he simply stared at the figure with a piercing contempt for nearly a minute in silence before finally finding the words to speak.
"...Is this some kind of f**king joke?" he asked, in a low rumble. "Who are you? What do you mean by this deception?"
Lantis was very aware that he would be made fun of by digimon all around the world if something like this was allowed to occur. How would this be for AEGIS's relations? The boss's digimon partner showing up to a blind date and receiving a fake date. He tried to hide it, but something about this situation was genuinely hurting to him.
Lantis would give them a chance to explain themselves, and to reveal their true identity. But if they continued to play at this game, he was not going to sit around for this humiliation.
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Post by theogrelords on Feb 19, 2018 8:35:08 GMT
"I told you!" Goblimon said. "I'm Norm! Norm L. Hugh Mann! I'm here for my foo- uh, I mean, my date!" Goblimon's ability to read the room was about on par with his ability to read in general: completely and utterly absent. It seemed like he was going to end up on AEGIS' most wanted list if he continued with this charade.
Fortunately, at least somebody was paying attention. SnowGoblimon popped out of the trio's outfit as if it was a chestburster, peering over at Leomon. "Uh, boss? He doesn't look too happy," he warned, the contemptuous stare honestly getting his blood running even colder than usual. "In fact, he looks really not happy. Like, we're going back to the egg levels of unhappy."
"Back to the egg?" "Norm's" pants shouted. Shamamon promptly popped out from below the table. By this point, he clearly wasn't a normal human. "We just stopped being bouncing heads again, too! This is total nincompoop!"
Goblimon clobbered the two over the head, barking down at them. "Great! Now you ruined me outfit!" he said. "It took me a whole minute to come up with it!"
"Oi, I'd say it took us a whole minute to come up with it!" Shamamon countered.
"And that's half the time it'll take me to wallop you for blowing our cover!" Goblimon called down. Yeah, these two were lost causes.
Norm had suddenly shrank three feet in height, though, because SnowGoblimon had bailed. Now he was standing on the table, looking over at the poor, long-suffering Leomon. "Hey, you okay?" he asked. "Seem a little heated up. I mean, maybe you should chill.
. . . Puns help, right?" Yes they do, SnowGoblimon. Yes they do. Still, it seemed at least one of these three idiots was trying to make it better, even in their own stupid way.
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Post by Sophie & Lantis on Feb 19, 2018 9:20:29 GMT
Lantis watched the display with an incredulous expression. His anger gradually turned to confusion as he heard multiple voices coming from his "date". Then, when all eventually unfolded, he understood the picture. So these were three little Goblimon variants that seemed to have disguised themselves as a single digimon in order to qualify for a date, in order to mainly get food.
With this in mind, Lantis calmed down with some deep breaths. Nah, now that he knew the way of things he supposed he couldn't be mad at them. Some digimon just couldn't help the way they were, and if this was going to be his blind date, he might as well make a good impression on them.
"Alright... I apologize for getting mad there" he said, in a much more calm voice. "Just as long as we can be more honest about things, yes? We can share a meal together still if you like".
Now that he knew who he was talking to, Lantis momentarily got over his disappointment of not getting a genuine romantic partner, but, still, supposed that was no excuse to throw a hissy fit about it. Be nice to bring forth good relations, that was what Sophie would advise after all.
"Well, pull up some chairs and pick what you want from the menu, let's make a night of this I guess" he said, supposing his hopes of something like a WereGarurumon were highly unlikely anyway. "How about we introduce ourselves? I'm Lantis, partner of Sophie James, the leader of AEGIS".
With that, Lantis would order a steak as planned. In a way, he kinda relaxed, at least now that he knew who he was dealing with now. That disguised being could have easily been an enemy. Maybe he could be surprised by hidden depths from these three foolish boys?
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Post by theogrelords on Mar 1, 2018 23:32:37 GMT
Oh, they were talking titles now, huh? Now the Ogrelords were in their wheelhouse. The trio started grinning ear from ear, Goblimon and Shamamon leaping from their ridiculous attire to join SnowGoblimon on the table. It sure was a good thing that the tables were built for Digimon of all shapes and sizes, because a human table would've snapped from the cumulative weights of the Ogrelords. They looked towards each other, Goblimon stepping forward to start things off.
"We're the strongest damn Digimon this side of Terminus City!" Goblimon shouted, striking a warrior's pose as he looked towards his brother.
"Volleyball champs of Whitewater!" SnowGoblimon added, sliding behind Goblimon so their poses were almost snapped together.
"We've got the Jurassic Deathmatch title, and don't you forgotten it!" Shamamon roared, sliding in front of SnowGoblimon. Now the three were in full formation, the air around them seeming to simmer.
"We're the biggest!"
"We're the baddest!"
"We're the the Ogrelords!" Yep. The trio flexed one last time, and then the data behind them almost seemed to form into a little pyrotechnics display. It was almost as if a Digivolution was trying and failing to start. These three were showoffs beyond compare.
After a bit of cheering and whooping, the three promptly went to sit back down. They fought and jostled over the seat, looking like a trio of sardines pressed tight against one another. Nevertheless, at least now they were sitting for dinner instead of wearing a ridiculous disguise. Maybe this could end up bearable.
"Ice to meet you," SnowGoblimon added, once the three had finally approached something resembling sitting still.
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Post by Sophie & Lantis on Mar 9, 2018 10:13:57 GMT
Lantis watched with bemusement as the three digimon made an impressive choreographed introduction. He was so amused that he made a little applauding motion as they made their climax as The Ogrelords. Honestly, thinking of this moment as an opportunity to make friends rather than romantic partners seemed to make this situation feel better.
Then, to his incredulousness, the three seemed to try and sit in the same chair. Giving a sigh of exasperation, Lantis quickly stood up, picked two chairs from nearby tables that were not being used (after consulting when necessary, and placed one either side of the table, so as to provide his acquaintances with more comfort for the time being.
"There" he said when he was done. "So then, you three are brothers, yes?" he asked, making conversation. "That's interesting. I've heard of twins, my partner's brother's partners are twin brothers, but I haven't heard of a trio happening before. Tell me, have you had any interesting adventures in the digital world so far? And what sets you apart from each other?"
Lantis was less thinking about this as a date and more thinking about this as a chance to meet new digimon. They seemed fairly fun so far, so, maybe talking to them might work out? As it happened, the waiter approached, asking if they were ready to order.
"A mixed grill please" Lantis said, thinking that a combined grill of steak, sausages, pork and fish would be fine for the four of them to share. "If that's alright with these little gentlemons" he added.
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Post by Sophie & Lantis on Jun 25, 2018 16:33:10 GMT
OOC: Ultimately, this thread has stalled for too long, so I'm going to try and complete my wordcount and cash it in. I would like posts please.
As the meal went on, Lantis began to forget about the Goblimon trio. They seemed to pay no attention to him, and it was clear from the start that this whole thing had been a great big mistake, so for the most part, Lantis ate his meal in silence.
The Leomon was still somewhat upset about his bad luck. He thought he might be able to finally find someone who might give some good companionship tonight, but, in reality, that never happened. Lantis was starting to wonder if he would ever find what his half-brothers Bellamy and Luke had, if he could find another digimon that he could bond with, but it seemed somewhat increasingly unlikely. Lantis cut and ate pieces of his mixed grill in silence, not knowing what to say to the Goblimon trio at the table, all until his disappointment and sadness became too much and he banged his fist on the table once, cupping his other paw over his eyes, wishing he didn't feel so much like crying. Damn it, what would Sophie say when he returned tonight? "Oh well, bad luck?" He supposed it was something like that, she never really seemed that concerned over his feelings anyway.
"I'm sorry, I'm... going to have to leave" he said to the trio eventually. Lantis paid for what he had ordered to the maitre'D and left the restaurant before his emotions got to him. He made his way out to the streets of Terminus, finding his way to the parkland of the city. There he found a secluded bench where he sat, and as soon as he was sure he was alone, tears began to roll down his face.
It... wasn't anyone's fault, he knew. The Goblimons didn't intentionally mean to hurt his feelings like this, it was all the luck of the draw after all. But... having it happen this way, when he had signed up for this "blind date" thing, he hoped to have been partnered up with at least another that actually might have been interested in him as a person. But no, in the end it was just a joke. A horrible, bitter joke that made Lantis feel like everyone would laugh at him and result in him actually never being able to have a companion. The Leomon snivelled and sobbed for a while, his face soon drenched in his own tears.
But eventually, he forced himself to recover. No, this was not how his night was going to end. He was the chief digimon of AEGIS damn it, and he would not go home lonely. Even if his blind date had ended in disaster, he would still try for something. So Lantis stood back up, wiped his face, then marched back into the ritzy night district. Instead of returning to the restaurant, he made his way to his usual night scene in Terminus, where the digimon tended to be more open and willing for a good time.
Lantis made his way up to the bar. The Mermaimon barmaid greeted him as he approached, the two familiar with each other for a while now.
"Heya Lan!" she said, giving a broad grin. "What'll it be? Care to challenge me again for a drink I think ya can't take?"
Lantis smirked in response. "I'll have none of your alchemy tonight, lady" he replied. "Instead, just the usual thanks".
"Hee, alrighty then, gin and tonic it is" the Mermaimon said. Lantis for one was surprised that she didn't bring up his date, since she was the one that had convinced him to have a try at it in the first place, but, since he and Mermaimon got along well in the first place, he thought she could probably tell by the fact that he was out early and that the fur on his face still retained traces of dried tears that it hadn't gone well. She prepared his usual and Lantis swigged it down in one gulp, glad of the mellowing effect it had on him.
Once that happened, he noticed a Flamedramon out of the corner of his eye. Lantis turned to take a better look, and it seemed the Flamedramon seemed rather nervous and alone. There was a Growlmon nearby who seemed to be happily dancing around to the music and trying to get him to cheer up, but, it seemed he was totally unsure of the setting and didn't seem to know what to do. Well, his inhibitions somewhat relaxed by the drink, Lantis then proceeded to walk up to him.
"Hi there" he said in a pleasant voice, hoping his british accent would be enough to make him sound a little friendly. "You seem a little lost here, mate, are you okay?"
"Hm? Oh... yes..." the Flamedramon said, immediately looking timid and astonished at being approached. "I mean... I'm fine, just... sorry, my brother wanted to see the Terminus nightlife, and... I'm a little unsure of what I'm meant to do here".
Lantis smiled. Ah, so this was a country digimon unsure of the ways of the city. Well, he hoped he'd be able to help him out. "That's fine. This place, you're meant to relax and unwind after a hard day's work, not stand paralyzed from fear in the corner. I can help you out if you like. My name's Lantis, what's yours?"
"It's Roy" the Flamedramon replied. "And... uh... are you sure you can help me?"
"Yep, I can start by buying you a drink" Lantis said, trying not to sound too imposing. "That is if you like...".
"Oh, well, that is generous of you, thanks" Roy said, smiling a little. Was... that a blush Lantis was seeing on that white muzzle? The Leomon accompanied him to the bar, where he ordered a nice sweet cocktail to start things off.
From there, things went better. Roy fast began to relax, opening up. Apparently he was a scout from the civilization on El Doradimon, and this was his first time in Terminus City. He was here with his twin brother Rex, who seemed to be having the time of his life on the dance floor. As the night went on and the two learned more about each other, well, their time in the bar had to unfortunately be cut short as there were too many complaints about Rex hitting other revellers with his tail too many times. Roy seemed a little upset about leaving, but Lantis wouldn't let that be the end.
"I can accompany you if you like" he said. "Let's see, have you got a place booked to sleep for the night?"
"Oh... we have to book?" Roy asked, a little unsettled by that. "No, we thought we'd find a local inn and buy a room, but... that's not how it works here?"
Lantis chuckled. Well, he had planned ahead for this at least. "I have a hotel room booked myself, you two are free to stay there too if you like".
"Really? Thanks!" Roy said. Needless to say, the rest of the night went somewhat better for Lantis after that. While Roy's brother Rex had been a little too hyperactive in the nightclub, well, he was at least savvy enough to not be like that elsewhere. And, that night, Lantis found his time with the dragon twins was rather fulfilling. They were very nice, a little naive on some things but thankfully knowledgeable about others. And the three came to quite enjoy each other's company by the night's end.
Well, this hadn't gone how Lantis had planned, but, he was at least glad of the outcome.
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