The quest for a quest [Cion/Invite] Nov 3, 2018 17:34:56 GMT
Post by Hobby on Nov 3, 2018 17:34:56 GMT
The server woods was a fine place to draw inspiration from, not to mention supplies. Indeed, many great artists that Hobby wasn't aware of would often mimic nature in their designs and life's work. Why, it was almost a prerequisite for any great master to bow humbly to the grand architecture of nature before attempting to re-create what came naturally. It was a fine day, the birds were singing, the flowers were gently swinging against the soft breeze and the bees were buzzing. All but one bee that was.
A sole Puroromon trying to pollinate an comically large flower in proportion to its body found his natural cycle brought to an abrupt halt. A needle pierced through the tiny Digimon, causing it to fall from the sky and pinning it on a nearby tree. The in-training's data shivered for a few moments before slowly dissipating in the wind, leaving only the large, golden instrument in place. The thread connecting the needle tensed mere seconds before a strange, plush like creature was propelled toward it. Standing at a terrifying 6'7, this deer like construct that resembled a teddy bear from any horror story that involved young children stared blankly at the empty trunk. "Hello? Wax please?"The deer let out a frustrated groan, his voice carried an echo. It sounded like he was whispering, yet it was loud. It was hard to pin point exactly if it was masculine or feminine, given that it was both high, yet raspy.
The Digimon darted his eyes around the forest. It was hard to tell exactly where he was looking given that his 'eyes' were a pair of pitch black, motionless buttons that never blinked. He gripped the hilt of his needle, holding it for a few moments as if contemplating before ripping it out of the tree, tearing half the trunk in the process. "Mmm... wax please...?" Hobby cried to the distance once more, yet any surviving Digimon knew full well to keep away from him at this point.