MPC 78C: Second Blood (Finished)
Sept 22, 2020 9:45:33 GMT
Post by Dante on Sept 22, 2020 9:45:33 GMT
MPC: The Hunted
Profile: Dante
Reward: Bits
The Digital World offers many beautiful sites and vast environments, but it gets difficult surviving for so long. Wearing a long dirty grey cloak and smelly clothes, Dante and Wormmon are heading into town for a meal. They reach a small village just outside Server Woods by the name of Kibo.
"It's so quiet. This area doesn't look like it gets a lot of visitors."
"Do you think they will have a Chicken Hut?"
"Doubtful. There must be somewhere decent to eat."
"I'm starvin'! Feed me chicken, or feed me death!"
The two nomads walk into town and come across a bar and grill.
"Oh! Check it out, Dante. Leomon's Bar and Grill. Sounds yummy!"
Dante and Wormmon enter the building, passing by old timey swinging doors, and they take a seat at the bar. Dante pulls down his hood and relaxes, happy to be indoors for a change. A Gazimon employee takes their drink order and hands them some menus. Dante lights up a cigarette and takes a drag. Gazimon returns with chocolate milkshakes. Dante orders a bacon plant burger and Wormmon orders the 5 layer nachos. As Gazimon walks away, Wormmon notices a Leomon with a metal hand.
"Hey, Leomon! Is that you?"
Leomon drops a tray of dishes in surprise. He turns towards the bar and walks over.
"Wormmon? Dante? Hey, how have you been my friends?"
"Leomon! How ya doin', big fluffy kitty? We've been living out in the dang woods. It stinks!"
"It's good to see you again, Leomon. Your strength and your good deeds have not been forgotten."
"Listen, can you do me a favor and not mention to the writers that I'm alive? If they know, they will kill me off again."
"No prob, pal."
"You probably shouldn't put your name on the sign then."
"Good point. Thank you. Here, take some choco eggs. There are prizes inside."
Leomon goes behind the counter and pulls out a bag of chocolate eggs.
"Ooh, that's neat. Thanks, Leomon!"
Leomon heads to the back. Suddenly the doors swing open. A woman with blonde hair wearing a green and tan park ranger uniform struts into the bar and grill. She takes off her sunglasses and gazes around the room, noticing the unkept Dante. The ranger marches towards the bar.
"What's going on here?!"
"Sal? Is that you?"
"Check it out! Are you a mountie? Can I be your deputy? I'm da mountie! I'm handsome, I'm brave, I'm strong!"
"Can it, you eight legged garbage disposal! And that's Ranger Adoil to you, Dante!"
"Adoil, you're last name is Adoil?"
Sal grabs her baton and points it towards Dante's throat.
"Is that funny to you? Do you find my name humorous?!"
"No, of course not! All I wanted was something to eat. We don't want any trouble with the law, or whatever it is you are."
"It's my duty to protect the woods, and this is my precinct. You're trouble, Dante. You are rotten to the core!"
Sal notices the bag of choco eggs on the bar and knocks it over with her club.
"What's this? Choco eggs?! These are illegal in some countries!"
"Illegal? Why?"
"They are dangerous. Younger and stupid individuals could choke on the prizes inside."
"That is ridiculous! Just because something is dangerous to someone doesn't mean it should be banned for everyone! You would have to be pretty dumb to choke on the prize, and said stupid individuals should be supervised."
While Dante is on his soapbox giving a speech about freedom (probably about 5 seconds away from flying on the wings of an eagle to the statue of liberty to have apple pie with George Washington), Wormmon is chowing down the choco eggs whole and starts choking.
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WC: 624
Profile: Dante
Reward: Bits
The Digital World offers many beautiful sites and vast environments, but it gets difficult surviving for so long. Wearing a long dirty grey cloak and smelly clothes, Dante and Wormmon are heading into town for a meal. They reach a small village just outside Server Woods by the name of Kibo.
"It's so quiet. This area doesn't look like it gets a lot of visitors."
"Do you think they will have a Chicken Hut?"
"Doubtful. There must be somewhere decent to eat."
"I'm starvin'! Feed me chicken, or feed me death!"
The two nomads walk into town and come across a bar and grill.
"Oh! Check it out, Dante. Leomon's Bar and Grill. Sounds yummy!"
Dante and Wormmon enter the building, passing by old timey swinging doors, and they take a seat at the bar. Dante pulls down his hood and relaxes, happy to be indoors for a change. A Gazimon employee takes their drink order and hands them some menus. Dante lights up a cigarette and takes a drag. Gazimon returns with chocolate milkshakes. Dante orders a bacon plant burger and Wormmon orders the 5 layer nachos. As Gazimon walks away, Wormmon notices a Leomon with a metal hand.
"Hey, Leomon! Is that you?"
Leomon drops a tray of dishes in surprise. He turns towards the bar and walks over.
"Wormmon? Dante? Hey, how have you been my friends?"
"Leomon! How ya doin', big fluffy kitty? We've been living out in the dang woods. It stinks!"
"It's good to see you again, Leomon. Your strength and your good deeds have not been forgotten."
"Listen, can you do me a favor and not mention to the writers that I'm alive? If they know, they will kill me off again."
"No prob, pal."
"You probably shouldn't put your name on the sign then."
"Good point. Thank you. Here, take some choco eggs. There are prizes inside."
Leomon goes behind the counter and pulls out a bag of chocolate eggs.
"Ooh, that's neat. Thanks, Leomon!"
Leomon heads to the back. Suddenly the doors swing open. A woman with blonde hair wearing a green and tan park ranger uniform struts into the bar and grill. She takes off her sunglasses and gazes around the room, noticing the unkept Dante. The ranger marches towards the bar.
"What's going on here?!"
"Sal? Is that you?"
"Check it out! Are you a mountie? Can I be your deputy? I'm da mountie! I'm handsome, I'm brave, I'm strong!"
"Can it, you eight legged garbage disposal! And that's Ranger Adoil to you, Dante!"
"Adoil, you're last name is Adoil?"
Sal grabs her baton and points it towards Dante's throat.
"Is that funny to you? Do you find my name humorous?!"
"No, of course not! All I wanted was something to eat. We don't want any trouble with the law, or whatever it is you are."
"It's my duty to protect the woods, and this is my precinct. You're trouble, Dante. You are rotten to the core!"
Sal notices the bag of choco eggs on the bar and knocks it over with her club.
"What's this? Choco eggs?! These are illegal in some countries!"
"Illegal? Why?"
"They are dangerous. Younger and stupid individuals could choke on the prizes inside."
"That is ridiculous! Just because something is dangerous to someone doesn't mean it should be banned for everyone! You would have to be pretty dumb to choke on the prize, and said stupid individuals should be supervised."
While Dante is on his soapbox giving a speech about freedom (probably about 5 seconds away from flying on the wings of an eagle to the statue of liberty to have apple pie with George Washington), Wormmon is chowing down the choco eggs whole and starts choking.
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WC: 624