The Kingdom of Gold (Open)
Jan 30, 2020 5:10:23 GMT
Post by Skullbusters on Jan 30, 2020 5:10:23 GMT
In the great and vast Folder Desert, there is a small town that serves as a trading post by the name of Hood Station. Many Digimon pass through on their journey through the desert. There is a bustling market with always changing goods as merchants come and go, and plenty of coin to be made. Our heroes of this tale, if we can call them heroes, are a pair of fuzzy brothers up to no good. They aim to acquire as much cold hard cash as they can, without worrying about pesky morals.
While the wealthy merchant bosses and their prized beauties browse the more expensive wares, down in an alleyway, Willis and Domon are playing a game of dice in the hopes of making a few bits. Domon the Gazimon is up, a small beam of sunshine piercing down from above and illuminating the patch of blonde fur above his brow. Willis the ever plump Tsukaimon cheers his brother on. "Come on, big brother! Roll them bones." It would seem as though busting skulls came easier to the bros than rolling bones, as Gazimon lets the dice go from his paw, only to make a shocked expression as he loses.
The fellow ruffians laugh and rejoice as a Terriermon with an eyepatch delightfully rakes in his winnings. "Better luck next time, fur ball, ah haa haha haaa!" Gazimon sulks as he turns away and storms off, kicking up some dirt in frustration. Willis chases after his brother. "What's wrong? I know you lost, but if we can find a sucker and steal some bits, we'll come right back and win our money back!"
"You don't get it, do you? That was all the bits we had left! We can't even afford a bite to eat. Where the hell are we going to stay tonight with no money? We can't even afford a ticket out of this dump!" Things were looking down for the Skullbusters, but sometimes opportunity knocks for even the most hopeless and desperate Digimon.
While the wealthy merchant bosses and their prized beauties browse the more expensive wares, down in an alleyway, Willis and Domon are playing a game of dice in the hopes of making a few bits. Domon the Gazimon is up, a small beam of sunshine piercing down from above and illuminating the patch of blonde fur above his brow. Willis the ever plump Tsukaimon cheers his brother on. "Come on, big brother! Roll them bones." It would seem as though busting skulls came easier to the bros than rolling bones, as Gazimon lets the dice go from his paw, only to make a shocked expression as he loses.
The fellow ruffians laugh and rejoice as a Terriermon with an eyepatch delightfully rakes in his winnings. "Better luck next time, fur ball, ah haa haha haaa!" Gazimon sulks as he turns away and storms off, kicking up some dirt in frustration. Willis chases after his brother. "What's wrong? I know you lost, but if we can find a sucker and steal some bits, we'll come right back and win our money back!"
"You don't get it, do you? That was all the bits we had left! We can't even afford a bite to eat. Where the hell are we going to stay tonight with no money? We can't even afford a ticket out of this dump!" Things were looking down for the Skullbusters, but sometimes opportunity knocks for even the most hopeless and desperate Digimon.