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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Jul 21, 2018 1:10:46 GMT
Iachi had been walking now for what felt like hours. At first he had set out in hopes of finding the enigmatic doctor once more, but now... He was unsure. Unsure of so much. What did it mean of him to have lost a portion of his core to the Digimon? Would it have any lasting effects should he regain his human form? Would he ever get back to his home? Could he get back?
The frustration had begun to set in, and he had no means of quelling it. The Monodramon had attempted to cut and carve kanji into wood, but it wasn't the same. Iachi needed a brush. He needed ink. He needed... He needed...
"Ugh, I need some food..." Swayed by primal instinct once more, he began toward the first sign of life he saw. What appeared to be an assortment of small homes shaped like children's toys caught his eye, and at its front a massive tree stood guard. Upon approach, however, it became evident that this wasn't your typical tree...
"What business have ye here?" The elderly voice startled the little purple dragon, enough so that he jumped almost as high as the other Digimon's lower branches. He eyed the intruder wearily, unsure of what to make of the small Rookie.
"I-I'm just hungry, sir." Iachi's mouth watered slightly as he peeked at the fruit which dotted the tree-like Digimon. He shook his head, realizing the implications of eating such a thing instantly, "I don't mean to be any trouble."
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Post by Rise Kyoryu on Jul 21, 2018 16:16:16 GMT
Rise stumbled through the woods, still coming out of a hazy state. She wasn't sure what happened, but every time it did, she came to covered in blood and bruises. Her outfit was totally ruined at this point, which really sucked.
She stumbled from behind a bush, blinking twice at what she saw before her. It was some kind of civilization; but nothing like any she had seen before. It seemed to be constructed from toys, and monsters, although small, were everywhere. Great - it would probably be best to avoid this area, as fighting a horde of those things didn't sound ideal at the current moment.
As she turned away, her foot caught a fallen branch, causing her to lose balance and tumble down the hill behind her that overlooked the town.
Looking around, the neon teenager found herself right next to a purple dragon, which didn't even strike her as weird at this point. She quickly got to her feet, backing away from the two monsters before her.
"Gonna try to kill me, too? Well, c'mon, let's get this over with! It sounds like fun, no, a great time, to get maimed again!"
This journey was really making her crack.
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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Jul 21, 2018 16:43:35 GMT
As the Cherrymon was about to speak, his words caught in his throat as a young girl found her way tumbling between the two of them. The elderly Digimon sighed, stroking an end of his leafy mustache as he closed his eyes in thought. Iachi could have sworn he felt the same sort of frustration he had been subjected to earlier within the old soul.
"I wouldn't want to fight another human here," Iachi grumbled, looking down at his stomach, "I'm too hungry anyway." He looked back up at the great tree in hope. Most of the Digimon he had met so far here had been nice enough, and hopefully this wouldn't be one of the exceptions.
"Arrangements can be made. Just don't get into any trouble, you two hear?" The Cherrymon sighed and waved for the two to go on in. "We don't much care for fighting here. The babes shouldn't be subjected to such things, allow them some peace in their newfound youth."
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Post by Rise Kyoryu on Jul 22, 2018 7:06:38 GMT
A-Another human? That thing didn't look human. There was something off about this monster. Rise readied to fight, but her cyan eyes darted to the tree-man, who began to speak in a welcoming, matured tone.
Apparently, combat was not permitted in this area of this world. That was good, she honestly didn't have enough energy in her to go at it again. Her fists lowered, her stance finally becoming relaxed, for maybe the first time she arrived in this world.
"Good, because I didn't wanna hurt you guys anyways." The girl smiled, not ready to admit her true bodily state at the moment. "Food's good, but please tell me you have a shower. Or a bath."
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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Jul 22, 2018 7:17:39 GMT
Iachi rolled his eyes at the off comment made by the girl and continued on inside the village. The Cherrymon followed, pointing out the various buildings in the village and whether they were just homes or had some sort of purpose. It was actually pretty hard to tell without the guidance, so it was rather appreciated.
As the old man rambled on about the library, the purple dragonoid decided to spark up some friendly conversation with his new acquaintance. After all, he'd yet to see another human since he had arrived in the Digital World.
"My name's Iachi. Iachi Tanaka. I apologize for my current state, I," he paused as the Cherrymon turned to make sure they were still paying attention and nodded his head, trying his best to look enthusiastic. When he trailed off once more he finished, "I am human, I just haven't really figured out how to get back that way. Anyway, what's your name?"
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Post by Rise Kyoryu on Jul 23, 2018 15:41:32 GMT
The hunk of wood led them through the village, pointing out various places of interest like an over-glorified tour guide. It was interesting to see that they had some sort of civilization in this strange world. What was it, made from computers or whatever? She doubted she'd ever see Jeremiah again to question him.
As they stopped by the library, the purple monster struck up conversation with her, claiming her had a human's name, and was in fact, a human trapped in a monster's body. This was beginning to remind her of an episode of Pokemon.
"Iachi, huh?" She might as well go along with it, there was really no point in trying to argue with something that wasn't trying to kill her. Perhaps this could even be somehow used later on. "I'm Rise. I don't know nothin' about this place." It was an honest, blunt statement. "I don't think I'm like you, but I black out a lot and wake up all beat up a lot." Maybe she did turn into a monster like this thing claimed, but there was still little proof, and everything was still outside her realm of belief.
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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Jul 23, 2018 16:39:21 GMT
"Yeah that," he looked at the girl oddly before making his way inside the dining hall as the Cherrymon made the last of its tour guide-esque explanatory tales, "that definitely isn't what I'm going through. Sorry to hear that though." His mouth watered visibly as his eyes locked onto the towering plates of meat fresh on the bone within the graciously large hall. Table upon table filled to the brim with mealstuff the likes of which the boy hadn't even dreamed of.
"Well, go on, help yourselves. A bath can be arranged after you've eaten your fill." The elder chuckled and made his way back to the front gates slowly.
"Don't mind if I do! Hahaha!" Iachi didn't even stop to grab a plate, jumping into a seat and eating directly off a serving dish voraciously.
"So, uhh," the little dragon swallowed heavily, quickly taking a drink of water before continuing, his mouth no longer full, "Maybe you need someone to travel with? So you'd have someone to remember what happens when you black out for you." He didn't even wait for a response, digging right back into the plate of meat.
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Post by Rise Kyoryu on Jul 23, 2018 18:21:38 GMT
Unfortunately, the dragon couldn't relate, so it was highly unlikely he had any information on what she was going through. The search would continue. As for the tour, it was coming to a conclusion, ending at a grand dining hall filled with a feast fit for a meeting of kings.
It was a welcome change from the never ending tides of combat. Hopefully, they would have drink, as well. A warm shot of sake would help her gather her thoughts on the situation. Luckily, she spotted what she wished for as she sat down, making no waste of time to indulge. The horned woman grabbed the bottle, and downed a large gulp as the purple monster stuffed his face.
In-between bites, he mentioned the forming of a partnership, so that she could recall what happened when she blacked out. The idea of this thing trailing around with her wasn't appealing, but it could have it's uses. After all, unlike some, she was without a partner. "It wouldn't be a bad idea. A wonderful one, actually." Her cyan eyes trailed off into her drink. If this unknown power could be harnessed, dreams of impossible length could be accomplished.
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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Jul 24, 2018 5:33:30 GMT
Iachi laughed and patted his stomach. He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten like this. Honestly, it was hard to remember the last time he'd worked up such an appetite either. Maybe being stuck in the Digital World actually had its perks. His worries had seemed to have slipped away from him for the time being.
"I'm glad you think so." He attempted a grin, though it felt rather awkward with his current facial features and added extremities, "I'll be honest, I've never been used to the company of others. I don't want to seem selfish, but know I only offer in hopes that I can find some answers myself."
It was blunt, but honesty was always the best policy. The teen just wanted to be sure she was aware that there were no alternative motives rattling about. Noticing the bottle of sake in her hand, he held up a saucer in hopes that she would permit him some. He had only partaken once with his grandfather, and hadn't particularly enjoyed the experience, but he also knew there wasn't really a better way to bridge the gap and break the ice. No one liked to drink alone.
"A toast in trust?"
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Post by Rise Kyoryu on Jul 25, 2018 17:50:00 GMT
"Don't worry yourself, kid, this is only for my benefit, as well." A sardonic answer to a similarly toned comment, Rise then proceeded to pour the monster some of the sake. It was of questionable origin, having a strange fruity scent and taste to it that she had never experienced before. It was likely for the best to not question the ingredients or origin of any food or drink in this world. "A toast, then."
This was likely the beginning of a new chapter in the late teenager's life. The dream of returning home was becoming smaller and smaller, and new ambitions grew. This was a world of endless possibilities. It was at this moment that an idea that would later cement in her personality first bloomed.
The oni-like woman turned to the Cherrymon, a humble elder partaking in a small cup of tea. Rise smiled through her full lips, asking him a simple question.
"Does this world have a queen?"
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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Jul 25, 2018 18:00:03 GMT
"A queen? Over the entire Digital World? Pfha!" The Cherrymon chortled bemusedly, sipping from his cup, "While there are rulers over specific zones, a singular ruler is rather unheard of. Other than Yggdrasil and the Royal Knights, of course, but their duty is only to uphold peace."
Iachi drank from his saucer and gave a high pitched whine as he swallowed, his tongue lulling out in distaste for a moment. The alcohol was strong, but as he smacked his lips and licked at them a few times he noticed a sweet aftertaste. Plum? No, peach? He placed a claw beneath his chin, eyes closed in thought.
"The Royal Knights? Would they know anything about why I was brought here?"
Cherrymon sighed, "Probably not, they're a rather busy bunch. Wouldn't concern themselves with a couple of kids, I'm sure."
"Well that's rather disheartening, isn't it? What good are protectorates if they aren't working for the benefit of all here?" He held out his saucer for another shot absentmindedly, "That won't do."
"Not... at... all..."
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Post by Rise Kyoryu on Jul 25, 2018 18:10:58 GMT
"Yggdrasil? Royal Knights? Tell me more about these...individuals." These were the names of the supreme protectors of this world, as far as she was being told. There might be something out there even higher, or something of equal power.
"The idea of a queen isn't so silly, not to me." Rise set down the bottle of alcohol, deciding at this point to lay off it. The room was beginning to swirl and twist, and anymore might lead to some undesirable behavior. "It makes logical sense, in my world. One must have somebody to look up to, one to inspire peace." Those knights certainly didn't do that, as the dragon pointed out. She had been attacked twice already, leading her to believe this place was far from peaceful.
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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Jul 25, 2018 19:37:49 GMT
The Monodramon looked down at the bottle as it was placed upon the table and realized he had left his hand idle there. Placing the saucer down he shook his head and sighed. Luckily the voice had decided to make its presence known again before he succumbed further.
"I believe such is a story for another time." The Cherrymon excused himself once more, pointing toward the far end of the village, "The baths are just over there, perhaps we can discuss more later. I have innocent ones to tend to now."
"A bath doesn't sound too bad, honestly." Iachi jumped up and stretched his arms, "Would do well to relieve some stress." He followed the elder outside, but looked back to Rise momentarily. He wasn't quite sure what to say, but he could feel the aspirations in the way she questioned the Cherrymon on these things.
"One step at a time. I'll need to be stronger should the time come that I step up to do what they will not." He then turned back and continued on his way. Learning of how the order of things here was kept had left a sour taste in place of the sweetness from before. "Royal Knights... What garbage."
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Post by Rise Kyoryu on Jul 30, 2018 15:30:45 GMT
The old wise Cherrymon soon cut her off, leading onto the offer of a shower that she so wished for earlier. It was disappointing she didn't learn more, but it was as if the ancient tree was holding some information out.
The room soon cleared, leaving the neon woman to be the only one left in the room, still staring deep into the bottle of empty sake. Only after her Monodramon companion urged her did she finally get up and say something.
"Yes, a shower does sound nice."
The time would come he said, oh but it would. Likely sooner than anybody could possibly predict. This was a grand scheme, one that would take many steps. Those steps would likely be made of the bodies of others. Royal Knights, yes, what garbage, but this all lead Rise to ask the purple creature two questions:
"I gotta ask. What is justice to you? And more importantly, do you like hurting others?"
An odd pair of questions, but ones that would need to be answered before this all took off. "I'm gonna take a bath, ponder those while I do." They would likely split at this point, going to separate bathhouses.
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Post by Iachi Tanaka on Aug 2, 2018 17:53:55 GMT
Later, in the male baths... Iachi lowered his head partially beneath the warm water, the dinosaur-like muzzle that now served as his mouth only having its nostrils in the air. The questions Rise asked him were definitely causing the teen to think long and hard. He had to look at them from many angles, taking into consideration the future repercussions of his answers. What was justice to him? The question instantly took him back to when he was six years old. It was his first time seeing other children. His mother had taken him to the park while she met with a friend for lunch, and there were only three other children present. He was shy and had kept to himself at first, staying on the swings and working out how to get himself higher. Eventually the girl was brought to tears as the two other boys began playing with a soccer ball and wouldn't let her in on their game of pass. Iachi didn't confront the boys about it, he only did what he considered was most beneficial for the hurting party. Needless to say, both he and the girl had a good time on the swings while waiting on their parents. But... Did he enjoy hurting others? The entire reason his grandfather had agreed to train him in karate was so he could defend himself should the time come. He hadn't had to use it very often until coming to the Digital World, but, from what he could tell of the fights he had participated in up until now, he had fun using what he'd been taught. He didn't much enjoy that he had to bring physical pain to another person, but when presented as an enemy they would be treated as such. At least, that's what he'd decided. He still wasn't quite sure where the line could be crossed between humans and Digimon, to tell the truth, but it made things easier for him to view them in the same light. They showed emotion, communicated through language, and, now, he was one, whether he cared for it or not. "But they aren't like you, are they?"Iachi winced as the spirit's voice beat itself into his mind. Well, at least he had an idea of what to tell Rise. Getting out of the bath, he shook the water off his scales as best he could before toweling himself off lightly. He'd just have to wait around on the girl outside he supposed. "Ugh... Hopefully she's not long."
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