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Post by Gentaro on Mar 19, 2019 0:05:04 GMT
Gentaro grunted as he shifted his jacket over his bag. He'd recently swiped one of those insulated bags used to deliver hot pizzas and was using to carry DemiMeramon around. Gentaro wasn't keen to let the sentient fireball go unattended while he was out of the house. For once, he had a reason to cut class: he didn't want people seeing his Digimon. However, he was starting to wonder how he was going to deal with the rambunctious firestarter.
"Gentaroooo....lemme out..." the fireball whispered through the air holes that Gentaro had cut into the sides of the bag with a box cutter. Gentaro hadn't been sure whether or not a Digimon needed oxygen to breathe but didn't want to take the risk. "What's the point of ditching class if I'm just gonna be kept in here?"
"For starters, you don't even go to school, so you have no reason to complain;" Gentaro grumbled under his breath. He was currently hyper-aware of the people standing next to him as he waited for the street cross light to change. All it took was one person seeing Gentaro seemingly talking to himself for the teen to face some very awkward questions.
"Secondly, people would lose their minds if the saw a ball of flame just roaming around." Gentaro continued as the light change. "Then they'd call the fire department, and I'm sure you don't want to be on the business end of a water hose."
"Fooey, what do you know?" DemiMeramon spat. As Gentaro turned the corner towards a pachinko parlor, the Digimon began thrashing around the bag. The bag shook violently like there was a scared cat inside. Gentaro made a frustrated grunting sound and tried to squeeze the bag tight before anyone saw the movements of the bag. However, the bag became too hot as DemiMeramon thrashed against the sides of the bag. Gentaro reflexively dropped the bag. It sped off down the sidewalk, DemiMeramon rushing ahead without stopping to extract himself from his container.
"Dammit!" Gentaro growled. He sprinted after the bag as fast as he could run. So much for not drawing attention...
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Post by ryouta on Mar 19, 2019 1:31:28 GMT
"NEO-DATS is everywhere, what's the use of going to class at times like this?" a muffled voice asked.
"Well for one I think the one that responsible for making the school more lenient for us has been discharged from his job... which in turn makes it harder for us to keep on with our study. You know NEO-DATS policy is no Digimon in Real World and the world should be separate, right? This in turn makes it that they have no leniency to absentees... Honestly, it is shit."
A tall teenage walked away from the school. He's lucky that today is a short day because his period teacher unfortunately was sick. There are no substitute teacher and it was close to time to go home. The class was dismissed early. Ryouta decided that the best course of action is to just get some WacD or something.
"...So either drops out of the school or something huh."
"I'd be fine with that if I'm in college, but I'm in my last year of high school. If I don't have high school degree I won't be able to do much. As much as being a patissier seem to be the biggest possibility I'd rather have more options."
"...Honestly, I want them to just get out of our life. They're not helping any of us!"
"But even then you can't deny that all of this are butterfly effect. Digimons going to real world make them hates Digimon... and then we going to Digital World also made Digimons angry because we don't belong there. And there are problems with humans that decided they can do anything in Digital World. Invading Luminas, all of that..."
"...Haa..."
...Just as he was about to turn at the corner, suddenly he saw a bag... running away? From a someone.
"...Digimon?" Ryouta asked to his own "Talking bag"
"Digimon," Valt answered with certainty.
Well, fuck this. Some burger can wait, he'll probably just buy grocery himself and make a better one. Time to see what's going on.
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Post by Rin Jenova on Mar 19, 2019 11:45:44 GMT
The past few days had been full of confusion for Rin Jenova! Just a few days ago, all she cared about was her next meal, to increase her perfection, and to occasionally stop and smell the flowers. But then, she met Carlos. And Carlos opened her mind, pointed her towards things beyond the scope of what her parents had told her. And now, she was looking upon the world with new eyes! What else was there she never knew about? Had Carlos truly been right? How much was there to explore? Today, she was walking through town taking the time to actually take in her surroundings. Before, all she did was seek out new prey, but now she saw all the shops and food stalls that were around it! Gorging on a large dango, the hopping bag caught her eyes. She gave it a vacant stare. "Ueh? A hopping bag? What kind of thing is that?" Her interest piqued, Rin followed the bag!
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Post by Gentaro on Apr 1, 2019 20:47:53 GMT
"GET BACK HERE!" bellowed Gentaro as he chased after his runaway fireball. DemiMeramon cackled despite having no idea where he was going. He hopped down the street merrily, miraculously not smashing into objects or getting stepped on. However, the ball of flame's luck ran out when he turned the bag around and crashed head on into Rin's leg. There's was a soft whimper as DemiMeramon finally extracated himself from the pizza delivery bag and looked up to see the person he rammed into.
"Uh...hi." DemiMeramon said after an awkward silence. Gentaro cussed under his breath as he caught up to his partner. "Get back in the bag before anyone else sees you!" he said urgently. "Do you really want the fuzz on our ass?"
"Y'know, for a delinquent, you're a real buzzkill." DemiMeramon remarked.
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Post by ryouta on Apr 3, 2019 1:46:49 GMT
Delinquent? Buzzkill? This sounded like whatever happened mirrored his own few years ago, Valt though. Well, back then he's more vanilla than this guy though... he's a real softie. Hmmm... well he'll asses the situation from the bag for now. Too bad he can't really hear much while in this form and place... They really need to get a DMR or holosuit... and honestly, neither of them appeal to him.
Ryouta just smiled wryly at the other guy. "Sup? Having problem with 'pet'?" he asked. He hoped that the other guy understood that he know what he's looking and just saying that to cover it up. Then he looked at the girl. Mmm... this is one tricky... What should he do? It's not like he can act like some MiB to zap her with a memory wiping light or something... He hoped that she have a Digimon with her or something...
...But why she looked so unhealthy looking? Come to think of it, there is a strange feel about her too...
Ryouta tapped his bag several times. Two taps followed.
...So this one is a Digimon too...? Is it some holosuit?
"...............Trust me, you're not alone on that."
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Post by Rin Jenova on Apr 3, 2019 11:11:43 GMT
And then, the bag came to her! The little thing bonked into her leg, and then spat out a Digimon! She smiled, squatted down, and poked the DemiMeramon. "Hi! I'm Rin! How are you? What's you name? Dont worry, I wont eat you!~" She felt it was important to point out first thing! Oh, and then humans appeared! Rin looked up at them, and smiled at them, too! "Hi! I'm Rin! What's your names? Do you like Yakitori? I love Yakitori! Oh, and I love batteries! Do you got any batteries?" Ryouta must have been right in his assessment. No way this girl is a human...unless Tokyo harboured some -serious- eccentrics! "Whats a Digimon doing here? Carlos said its dangerous! Do you know Carlos? He's nice!~"
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Post by Gentaro on May 8, 2019 22:02:45 GMT
DemiMeramon grinned warmly "Hiya! I'm DemiMeramon, and I'm probably too hot to eat anyway!" he said cheerfully.
Gentaro grimaced and nodded. "Yeah...popped up in my bedroom a couple days ago, now I can't get rid of him."
"HEY! You can't get rid of me!" protested the fireball. Gentaro sighed. "Anyways, the name's Gentaro Asato. I'm just cutting class because I can't keep him on campus without runnin' the risk of setting the building on fire..."
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Post by ryouta on May 9, 2019 17:21:52 GMT
"'Won't eat you' is rather... grisly thing to say to someone you just met, Miss," Ryouta commented to the female looking Digimon. The girl then goes on spiel of how she loves yakitori and battery... well Yakitori is nice but battery? Hell, who is he dealing with? The diet is all over the place? "I don't have any of the two sadly."
What a Digimon doing here? "Good question." Ryouta just waited for the explanation that's about to come. It's seem that the two are avoiding to burn buildings or something... "I guess if you can't control them they just don't want to stay still. It's also better for you in the long run to just accept that you're now responsible for him anyway... Because you know... he's just a baby for now."
The introduction? "Name's Ryouta, Noguchi Ryouta. Just your usual eighteen years old I guess. Nice to meet you I guess?"
...Well, he's not sure the former "guy who often send bullies daily to hospital" count as 'normal', but whatever. He had no idea if anyone would know about him anyway.
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Post by Rin Jenova on May 11, 2019 15:49:02 GMT
Rei smiled at Ryouta. In her eyes, he was normal indeed. Mostly because she urrterly lacked an idea of what counted as normal for humans. "Hi Ryouta! Nice to meet you! Do you have a snack? I'm hungry!" Then she turned to Gentaro and DemiMeramon, smiling at the Digimon. "Oh, don't worry, I could eat hot things! But I won't, because eating Digimon is not nice!" She was proud of having learned that from Carlos, so she enjoyed repeating it! Though the term "cutting class" was new to her! She put a finger to her chin and leant her head to the side. "How do you cut class? Is there a knife big enough to cut a classroom in half? Can I see the knife??" What an odd lifeform!
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Post by Gentaro on Aug 15, 2019 11:28:15 GMT
"Well, if we're doing introductions, the name's Gentaro." answered the truant delinquent. When Ryouta spoke of Gentaro's responsibility, Gentaro nodded solemnly. "Yeah, I know that....but unlike most babies, he's a literal ball of fire!"
Meanwhile, the literal ball of fire in question was starting to sloooowly back away from Rin. He was getting a bad feeling from the human-disguised Digimon.
Gentaro stared blankly at Rin when she asked how one 'cuts' class. "What...? No, there's no knife!" Gentaro said with a bit of exasperation. "It's just a saying! It means skipping classes. Are you from out of town or somethin'?"
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