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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 1, 2018 1:28:40 GMT
Wakako actually flinched for a moment at Mae's words... the girl looking genuinely confused, almost upset even. Who said that Mae didn't derserve friends...? What kind of person would say something so awful? The girl could not help but shiver briefly, partially in disgust at the Keramon's words. "... That is a horrible thing to say about yourself, Mae... Who told you that? That is wrong... That is really wrong." the girl spoke, a hint of frustration in her voice. The white-haired girl for a moment took a deep breath, sighing as she pushed a primal anger that was not her own back; she managed to calm herself as she gave the Keramon a weak smile. "Well, whoever told you that is wrong... Because I'd love to be your friend, Mae. Everyone deserves at least one."
Beyond that briefly shocking moment, Wakako was able to mellow out pretty nicely; even letting out a slight giggle at Mae's logic... it was weird logic, but they had some good points! "I suppose... She'd probably blow a casket though if she knew what I was doing now, but I can't blame her really... the Digital World is kinda scary." the girl mused, holding a few of the stabbed marshmallows by their stick over the soft fire to let them toast. "L-Like this, Mae?" the girl squeaked, hoping that she at least was not screwing anything up right now.
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Mae
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Post by Mae on Sept 1, 2018 23:15:51 GMT
Wait, why'd she flinch? Mae tilted her head, briefly. What exactly was bad about that? She wondered if Wakako was angry now. That'd be pretty bad. Oh dear. Wait, whoever told her that was actually wrong? "Oh, thank heck! I don't wanna have a friendless existence, that's pretty bad. Uh...I dunno if it's safe for me to say it but this person I'm pretty sure is related to me once told me that before he tried to shank me."
That was probably very jarring to hear. Probably. Mae moved over to observe the marshmallow toasting. "Mmhmm! Just wait till they're...golden brown, I think. That's when they get goopy and ideal for smores."
Little did Mae know, she was actually correct in that regard. "...Also, blowing gaskets is super deadly! I hope she doesn't do that!"
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 4, 2018 23:19:18 GMT
While Wakako was trying to keep her mind off of things regarding Mae, she couldn't help but be uncomfortable with some of the awful things Mae was saying. There was just something so horrifically perverse about it... Someone related to Mae told her that? And... and tried to hurt them? It was something so unheard of; so horribly difficult to imagine that it was hard for Wakako to believe them in a way. It was absolutely monstrous. "... Mae, I'm sorry. I-I... didn't mean to dwell on the subject." the girl apologized, taking care to carefully toast the marshmallows though she did seem mildly distracted. "... I'm glad you are away from them then. Family members are supposed to love and care for eachother... but thats no family." the girl said somewhat bitterly, her mind poisoned by cruel thoughts.
She made a silent promise to herself... that if she ever met this person, she'd make them PAY for what they did to Mae... someone so sweet didn't deserve that.
The girl sighed as she slowly managed to recollect herself... Being upset like this wasn't helping at all. She just... wasn't happy that she got so upset so easily. Now wasn't the time to get angry... Not with smores! Taking care to make sure none got burnt, the two girls soon had a collection of toasted marshmallows ready for smore'ing! "You know... I wonder why they're called smores? Its such an odd name... I mean, they're just chocolate and marshamallows between some crackers." the girl quietly mused, trying to least keep her mind occupied.
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Mae
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I'm the oracle that's had enough.
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OOC Name: Bass
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Post by Mae on Sept 5, 2018 3:33:53 GMT
"Oh, yeah! I'm safe for now but I gotta keep moving, it's a real hairy situation. That's...how that saying goes, right?" Mae tapped her chin before she opted to help Wakako with toasting the marshmallows. See, this was an art that required precision, not being spaced out cause of some whacky stuff like family!
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....Who needs family, right...?
"...That's not any family I know but...that sounds nice. I'd like a family like that." She sounded...strange. Sad? Was that it? She very quickly perked up at the question about smores. Oh man, she was veeeery educated on this subject! "They're called smores cause they make you want 'smore." The Keramon nodded quickly!
"Speaking of, we should finish these babies!"
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 6, 2018 22:54:47 GMT
Wakako knew she said a moment ago she was trying to move away from the conversation, but god... nothing about what was happening to Mae sounded nice at all. Being on the run for their life...? It sounded like just as awful a situation as her own... maybe worse? It was hard to tell frankly, and that worried her. Still, she felt somewhat happy being here with Mae; perhaps since it felt like they both had a lot in common? Neither of them really had much of a family to go back to right now, and well... Misery enjoyed company after all, right? The girl sighed slightly as she weakly smiled at the Keramon, feeling their pain as well. "I'd like one too, Mae... I'd like one too."
She tried hard not to cry. Big girls don't cry.
So... Smores were called smores because you wanted more? Huh, how odd! It kinda made sense though all things considered! It was such a silly way to name something, but it was silly enough to cause Wakako to giggle childishly. "Heh ~ We should get them done, yeah!" the girl playfully spoke as she soon began working on breaking apart a few bits of the chocolate bar that they could use for the individual smores. "How much do we use for the crackers?"
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Mae
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The Royal Shipper
I'm the oracle that's had enough.
Posts: 608
OOC Name: Bass
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Post by Mae on Sept 7, 2018 3:02:17 GMT
"I dunno where to find one though. People--the few I meet that don't want me dead, they seem to just...luck out and have one from the start. I don't...understand. What did I do not to deserve that?" Though her words were calm? Mae sounded like this was actually causing her quite a bit of distress, even though she was trying her best to keep herself happy.
It was a little easier with smores though. It always was. "Well, I dunno if it's how it's actually called but it makes sense so I believe it. Anyways, I say like...two bits of chocolate should cover the crackers. Then we should be set! It'll be GREAT!" Like a proper night of eating good stuff!
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 15, 2018 0:28:54 GMT
"I think its because this world isn't fair, Mae. Good people get hurt all the time, but the bad guys never get what they actually deserve. It sucks... It should be the other way around, don't ya think?" Wakako contemplatively spoke... while her mood had mellowed out some, there was still a touch of bitterness in her voice. It was times like this that she wished she had someone to blame for this like Mae... but she didn't even have a villain to blame her troubles for. She was just kinda... here. "Th-Thats why I want to try and collect these Digimon spirits... So that I can be the one to decide my own fate, not others. Its... a bit slow, but little steps? Little steps I think is the way to go." she briefly shared, her eyes lighting up realizing just how important power kinda was. "I-If you can Digivolve, maybe you won't have to run away all the time? You'd be able to defend yourself maybe? I mean... What level are you anyway? A Champion level?"
Look, Keramon were larger than most Rookies... Its an easy thing to mistake!
At this point, Wakako was willing to try and walk away from all this gloomy talk; she laughed with Mae as for perhaps the first time in a while... she gave a wide smile. "Yeah! I'll start working on mine!" she pluckily spoke as she took one of the packs of graham crackers in Mae's lil' bag and began working on assembling the small desserts, the chocolate melting easily from the warmth of the marshmallows as they were smashed into one another.
Just some kids being kids. For once, it allowed Wakako to forget her problems for even just a bit... and hopefully it would let Mae be able to too.
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Mae
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I'm the oracle that's had enough.
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OOC Name: Bass
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Post by Mae on Sept 17, 2018 6:36:42 GMT
"It should be. But it's not..." Mae's voice carried sadness. Confusion. She couldn't really wrap her head around why things were like this. But it was okay. She didn't really need to worry about it, right? Of course, a particular topic that Wakako touched on piqued the interest of the Keramon. Using the ghosts to decide one's own fate...?
...She liked that. Being able to decide how you go. She could respect that. "...Um..." Though, that was...more than a heavy question. Super heavy. Mae could digivolve but that always leads to problems. The Keramon grew silent. Should she lie? To the only other person to show her any kindness? Friendship?
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She couldn't. She couldn't bear to do that to someone. Much less a human. She began to slowly assemble her dessert, before the Keramon turned her head to Wakako. "To...answer that question...I can digivolve. But you won't like it. Nobody does. This is my Rookie form. It's strangely more accepted than my champion level."
Mae sounded scared.
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 17, 2018 13:09:59 GMT
Wakako could tell Mae was not particularly happy with how this world worked at times too... She couldn't blame her. She also shared that distaste for how unfair things could be. Still, she refused to let that ruin what they had going together. Things weren't all ruin and despair after all... there was always a bright side to things, even if it was out of the way. "I like to think though even if bad things happen, there will always be good things later on. Maybe the more we suffer now, the better things will get later?" she innocently spoke, finishing up her s'mores.
She liked to think so. It gave her at least some hope for the future.
The conversation it seemed turned a bit heavy, Wakako not realizing just how such a question could put strain on the Keramon until Mae spoke to her. So she COULD Digivolve, but people didn't like the form? It... It was a tad confusing to Wakako, if just because such an idea didn't exist to the girl. She didn't really take things at face-value... after all, a weird looking Digimon like Mae turned out to be really nice! Why would an evolution change that? "... Why do you think I would hate it though? I mean, a form is just a form. It doesn't change who you are inside, and I think you are a really nice person Mae." Wakako responded, giving the Keramon a gentle smile as she scooched a bit closer. "I was a bit scared to show I was human myself... A lot of Digimon don't seem to like humans, so I've been attacked a couple times actually for what I actually am..."
Maybe... maybe they had more in common with eachother than she originally thought? It actually if anything made her a bit more comfortable with such an idea. "You don't need to show it to me if you don't want to, Mae... but I promise I won't judge if you do." she spoke, offering a hand to the Keramon, her fingers flexed inward except for her pinkie. "Pinkie promise?"
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Mae
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I'm the oracle that's had enough.
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OOC Name: Bass
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Post by Mae on Sept 18, 2018 23:35:33 GMT
Good things come after bad things. That's what Wakako was saying. That's what somebody once told her, but...where were the good things? Perplexing. Troubling. Mae continued munching on her smores before tossing what was left of them into her mouth. "Because I am a digital monster. I supposedly hurt people. This form does, I mean. Others with it. Yet...I've only met myself."
What was a pinkie promise? Mae stared at the offered hand, before extending her own, her fingers inward save for her rather long pinkie. Actually, all of her digits were long. "....Pinkie promise. Whatever that is..." Humans were a treasure, honestly. Who wouldn't like them?
Mae's head began to have something push against it from inside. Almost like something trapped in a balloon, really. Her form began to shine with the bright light that signified Digivolution before her head very literally had a shiny cat-like paw burst out of it and proceed to pull the rest of it's body out as the Keramon faded away into what looked like dust but it was the same color as the cat.
Speaking of, the light dissipated to reveal a fluffy cat-like digimon with large ears and a tail, and a lot of fluff. Yet she looked sad. Scared. "I'm actually a Meicoomon. Take that as you will, I guess..." She was shorter than her Keramon form. By a large margin.
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 28, 2018 1:26:54 GMT
When it came to Wakako's opinions on this Keramon, they pierced past the skin of the macabre-looking Digimon. Sure they looked weird, but they were still just a kid... like her! It didn't matter what they looked like after all... at least she liked to think so. What others thought of them...? Didn't matter to her for she knew they were wrong. "Thats a load of hogwash... They're monsters too! Thats what Digimon are!" the girl angrily spoke, finding such a hypocritical belief hard to fathom. "Besides, who said you've hurt anyone? You can't hurt people without trying, thats what my mom told me. Anything else is just an accident, and no one can fault others for accidents."
Wakako might have been still just a kid, but she could recognize when something seemed off morally. Defending yourself is not a crime.
Still, it was nice to know she had Mae's trust... People being able to trust eachother was nice. It... it made her feel less alone. The girl took a step back to give Mae room to do her thing, though Mae's way of Digivolving was... unique to say the least. A bit terrifying frankly, but she was numb to such sights these days.
The result of Mae changing forms..? Wakako would have expected almost anything else frankly, but the small orange-black cat that now meekly stood before her was an unexpected (but certainly not unwelcome) change. "Th-This is the form everyone dislikes? But why? You look so cute in it!" the girl could not help but squeak as her eyes glistened at Mae's adorable appearance, resisting the temptation to pet them. "You look like a kitty!" she pluckily spoke, letting out a giggle as she scooched back towards Mae, examining their form...
Now that she thought about it, she she seen a Digimon just like Mae around the library... but only seen. She was a bit shy still, so she was always hesitant about talking to anyone else there... She didn't want to interrupt their work after all.
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Mae
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I'm the oracle that's had enough.
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OOC Name: Bass
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Post by Mae on Sept 28, 2018 23:13:20 GMT
Cute was probably not the first word Mae would've used to describe her Meicoomon form. Her star-shaped eyes darted allover the place, back and forth. "...This form hurts people." She spoke. Very simply. "I don't know what a kitty is but I don't think they...do half of the stuff I do." Granted, she looked alright now but when she actually got angry...that was another story in and of itself.
Yet, it seemed like Wakako wasn't scared of her. Why? "Plus, people try hurting me and I end up hurting them even worse. So...Make of that what you will." Accidents, though... "...I think I sorta see what you're saying, though." The cat looked like she was calming down.
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 29, 2018 0:16:32 GMT
It hurt Wakako having to hear some of the things Mae was saying... Did they really hurt people? Frankly, Wakako found it hard to believe that this sweet person could hurt a fly. Then again, Digimon had different values than humans; which made people like her who flipped-flopped between the two worlds all the more confused. Still, she had doubts as to Mae's self-deprecations being truthful. "Mae, I don't know. I... I just find that hard to believe. I don't think you hurt nearly as many people as you say. After all, you didn't hurt me! We're just talking and having smores, like friends!" the girl spoke as she placed a hand over Mae's shoulder, gently stroking their fur... softer than any cat she has ever touched before.
Who hurt Mae to make them want to be like this?
Wakako's face grew a bit solemn, a bit of a moral dilemma arising. When WAS it oky to hurt people? Well, there was at least one scenario that made sense in her mind at least... and honestly, it seemed to relate most to Mae it felt like. "Besides... if people are trying to hurt or... kill you and refuse to listen to reason, you can't just stand and let them do it. Self-defense isn't wrong." she spoke in a tone more serious than ever... She didn't know how else to show how much she wanted to comfort this poor cat and show her that everything will be alright.
She tilted her face down... a not proud expression on it as she shook her head. "... I've had to hurt people too, but because I didn't have much choice. It was them or me, a-and I... I don't want to die." she shuddered as she tried to control her feelings... a bitter feeling of hatred pushed back into her gut. "... I'm sorry Mae, I didn't mean to make this all weird. Its just... It makes me so mad to see people that don't deserve bad things happening to them."
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Mae
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I'm the oracle that's had enough.
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OOC Name: Bass
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Post by Mae on Sept 29, 2018 1:26:28 GMT
Friends. There's that word again. Mae didn't really have much else to say, or do except stare at the ground. It's not that she really thought she was a monster. It's just that this was all she was told. The idea that she could be something else, something that wasn't a monster in hiding...It kind of felt overwhelming.
Self-defense isn't wrong. Well, thank heck she heard that. Made her feel a bit better about the literal double digit amount of self-defense-related deletions she was responsible for. Mae also found herself making an odd noise as Wakako stroked her fur. The human would know this to be...purring. "...I don't want to die either. Um...It's not weird. I know you're trying. Just...thank you. I...don't like seeing that either...E-Even if I don't know many people..."
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Sept 29, 2018 2:26:46 GMT
The more Wakako talked with Mae, the more she felt she could trust them. There was just something it felt like they both had in common, in a way she felt was unlike any other kid she had ever talked to in the past. It wasn't great that they both had to deal with problems like these, but at least they both knew something very important now...
They both were not alone.
Wakako smiled, petting Mae being as therapeutic as any other cat... She felt like she had a greater understanding of what kinda person Mae was, and in a way a better understanding of what kinda person SHE was. All in all, she respected Mae and wanted to know more about them. Maybe... Maybe they could be friends? She was hesitant about asking about it, but...
The girl seemed to choke up for a moment, questioning what to say... before a thought comes to mind. What better way to befriend someone than just hanging out? "Hey, Mae? Do... Do you want to... I dunno, try and keep in touch? Maybe you could come over to where I'm living sometime? Theres a lot of nice people that have been helping to give me a place to stay." the girl asked, though truth be said she felt like she should have at least tried to ask miss Yukiko first before bringing strangers... but Mae was so nice! Who could have possibly hated her?
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