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Cookie Time [Levi - V-Day]
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Post by Tsugu and Java on Feb 15, 2021 7:35:18 GMT
Hours ago, on Tamernet, in the Team Machina group chat...
Shields-4-Days: You know. I've been thinking. How's bossman doing on that date?
Shu.ri.ko: The one that @machine_SOUL signed him up for? Probably just fine. I'm more curious as to how she's doing on hers.
Bishop: Wait, he signed her up?
MACHINE_SOUL: HOLD UP WHAT???
Shu.ri.ko: Yeah, dude, you have a date. Didn't you get that private message from the clam?
MACHINE_SOUL is typing....
MACHINE_SOUL: I AM IN IMMENSE PAIN. BUT I ALSO ACCEPTED A JOB TODAY. I MUST CONSCRIPT MY DATE INTO BECOMING MANUAL LAB- I MEAN. MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR TO HELP DELIVER COOKIES.
Bishop: Java, sis, you...know you're typing your own interruptions, right?
MACHINE_SOUL: I HAVE COOL ROBOT BIRD STUFF TO DO OKAY
MACHINE_SOUL: I MUST EMBODY THE CORE OF HECK AROUND AND FIND OUT.
So, that was a lot of unneeded context before we get to why Java, the Jazamon that could, was alone in the goddamn Dark Area. She had hatched a really weird plan to not only deliver cookies to the prestigious Deeplane Council for the sweet siren song of bits...But also go on a date in the process. The problem was that despite her ineptitude at going on a date...
Um.
"...Observation...I did not expect the Sea of Blood to be a very literal place." The Jazamon, in a very uncharacteristically quiet tone of voice, stated as she looked around the meeting spot. The sea was red. The sand was near pitch black. The sky seemed perpetually stormy! But, this was the place she had designated as the area to meet her date. And helper.
Seriously, why did Hirata-san have to do that to her? She was just trying to be helpful! The poor guy seemed to only draw in weird people and Makoto-san (the latter was by far better than the former, though). Even if a date was on the table, meeting more people that were digitally aware (as she had learned the terminology was!) was still something that was tactically sound as he'd put it.
So WHY SIGN HER UP TOO? SHE WAS BAD AT THIS! "I HAVE FURY." Java finally yelled in her USUAL tone of voice. "I HAVE BEEN THOROUGHLY BAMBOOZLED BY LIFE WHEN ALL I WANTED WAS BITS. DATE, O DATE, WHERESOEVER MAY YOU BE? PLEASE, IT IS A VERY LONELY EXISTENCE WITHOUT SOMEONE FOR ME TO TALK TO." Java paced around the sand...and around a cart of cookies.
Bean Scout Cookies. Totally fresh and...not minty. That's for old people. She was pacing around these very protectively. Now'd probably be a good time for the mystery date to emerge. But we can't all have contrivances like those! Or can we?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2021 19:09:26 GMT
It was definitely an odd turn of events. The oblivious and sweet Levi having being duped into an event of which the main feature was supposedly a ‘date of the romantic kind’. Or so, it had been said by the tittering pair of Pixiemon.
So, the little shark found herself standing on the edge of a train platform, late at night. A dull twilight fell over the surrounding station. Not a single soul was around to greet, to see or to ‘date’ the shark. Still, she waited. The clock which hung over the station chimed, once and then twice. Still, nothing happened. Another ten minutes passed and Levi’s head began to tilt slowly to one side. Wondering if she had been duped!
The invitation said, wait at the station until a particular digi-train appeared. Jump on the train and it’ll take you to the ‘land of milk and cookies’. At some point, the Pixiemon promised that her chosen ‘romantic’ partner, which had been followed by an excited chorus of giggles, would appear and they’d have fun. But, nothing of the like had happened so far.
Until! At quarter-past with a great roar, the train pulled into the station. Levi almost fell backwards from the speed of which the Trailmon had arrived in.
“The shark? I assume,” the Trailmon said, contemptuously. The four yellow headlight-like eyes were not focusing on Levi but looking straight ahead. “I am here to p–“
The Trailmon cut itself off as the four eyes focused on Levi. “What are you wearing…?”
Levi looked down at herself, unsure what the train meant. She had dressed herself EXACTLY as the Pixiemon had suggested. A soft blue dress, which flowed outwards and puffed up at the edges. A large yellow striped bow-tie that was almost as big as her head and a white ribbon tied around the tail, where the chains of her trident usually sat. In-between her fins a bouquet of flowers of varying shades of lilac. Although, the Trailmon looked quite odd, in Levi’s opinion. With its weird scaly body, like a worm and a set of large white fangs which were almost as long than the face.
“Levi wear clothes for date?!” The little shark said, with a mix of pride and indignation. As she had put a lot of effort into her appearance as it had been said… it was of utmost importance.
As Levi climbed her way up the steep stairs and into the body of the train. Which was merely a simple line of black plushy seats with metal bars between them.
“Well, hold on tight,” the Trailmon said in a tone of the voice that screamed condescending. “Or don’t. Not my problem.”
Levi was about to ask what she was supposed to hold on too, when the train burst into life. The wheels turned and a copious amount of smoke burst from underneath the carapace hull body.
Unable to stop herself, the little shark was flung forward, then backwards and forwards again. Thrown from one side of the car to the other. A stifled laugh could be heard behind the noise of the engine roaring.
“Baaaarn-a-cales! Not sure, iz! Levi no like!” Levi called as she was thrown from ceiling to the floor. The entire trolley seemed to rattle and shake as it was dropping down.
“Now it gets tricky. You better REALLY hold on now. Aha...” With no more warning than that, like a steep drop on a roller coaster. The entire trolley dropped and with it so did Levi.
Smack! She struck the glass at the very front of the car and hung their like a bug on a windscreen.
“I did warn you,” the contempt voice called out again. “Oh, this is fun though. Isnt it?”
After what seemed like the worst ride of her life. The shaken shark fell from the window and down to the trolley floor as it flattened out. Levi’s yellow eyes rolled in her head as the train slowed to a stop.
“Your destination, my little shark friend.” The tone of the train suggested that it had very much enjoyed that journey merely for Levi’s pain and suffering.
After taking a moment to compose herself, Levi peered out out of the window. Night had either very very fast or this place was somewhere very dark.
“You better be going to the ‘land of cookies’ was it?”
Levi said nothing, but once again slid down the stairs and onto a very dark path. The sky above was black and stormy. The dirt between her feet was course and black. What was most odd of all, the ‘water’, or what she thought was water was bright red.
After a series of confused blinks, Levi moved forward. Looking rather disheveled and windswept. Her bouquet of flowers was hanging limply by stems and her bow tie was almost sideways.
The Trailmon let out a final scornful laugh and then reversed out of sight. Without the bright yellow headlights, this weird place seemed even more dark than it once had.
Levi moved slowly forward. Her duck-like feet slapping at the sandy dirt and leaving large footprints behind her. For some time she wandered without much idea of where she was going or what she was doing.
Until! She was a shadow in the distance.
Filled with excitement at finally finding someone or something. Friend or foe. She didn’t really care. But hopefully it was someone who could make sense out of these weird surroundings.
Levi opened her mouth and said loudly. “Levi hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! I iz Levi shark!” Hoping this would be enough to establish friendship with whomever it was.
As she drew closer, she caught sight of a silver bodied bird-like Digimon who seemed to glisten as a beacon of light in the darkness. “Levi confuzed!” Her head tilted, but not for long as suddenly like a bolt of the blue.
The Levi remembered what the Pixiemon had said and held out the ruined bouquet. “For the you?”
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Post by Tsugu and Java on Feb 18, 2021 14:18:35 GMT
For how palpable Java's fear was, it wasn't anything compared to what someone else had been going through at that moment. After a rather tense couple of minutes of waiting, a Trailmon deposited a rather frazzled and curious-looking passenger out into the shores of the Sea. That was kinda rude of the train to do. Well, Java only assumed it was rude thanks to the state of that poor shark-like...thing in the shadows. That was a bumpy ride, wasn't it?
"I'M SENDING YOU A TERRIBLE REVIEW ON TRELP, YOU SCALY BASTARD." Java found herself screeching at the train. ...Man. She was hysterical. Moreso than usual. This was poor form. And then the shadow got closer. And closer. Until it was revealed to be...
...A shark in a dress.
Java had honestly seen weirder. Like the legendary Snatchmon in a dress. "AHA. I AM NOT ALONE IN THIS FORSAKEN LAND. GAZE UPON ME, AND KNOW POWER, FOR I AM JAVA." The Jazamon crowed as she introduced herself! ...Before she tilted her head at the ruined bouquet. She took a few moments, before she spoke in...a proper tone of voice.
"...Observation. That is the first time anyone has ever given me a gift. Much less flowers. I am indebted. Thank you." She bowed her head, politely. "I'm very apologetic to have to saddle you with this, but I have a wagon of cookies. Can you put the flowers there? I need to deliver them to a...uh. City." Java paused.
"ALSO. You look cool." How would Levi respond? For reference, Java was right next to the wagon of cookies the whoooole time.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2021 11:43:39 GMT
The easily confused little shark, Levi tilted her head, ever so slightly to the left, as she took in this most odd scene. A look of growing confusion over her sharky face. After all, she had fallen in a train, what felt like miles, down a waterfall of darkness. To emerge onto a beach with a sea of red and to find a metallic bird digimon with a wagon of cookies.
This was admittedly, nothing like what the Pixiemon had said. Although, it did intrigue her.
The metallic bird introduced herself as Java, in a loud and booming voice, that made Levi’s ears ring. Again, she merely tilted her head. Silently taking in the scene. Not quite understanding what Java was saying. But merely happy to be a part of… whatever this was.
As Levi gave Java the flowers, their tone changed slightly. Became less… foghorn and more gentle and kind. She bowed her head at the gift of ruined flowers.
“Java, fren! So Java get fren gift!” Levi said, nodding her head as this was very obvious. Completely forgetting this was a date or whatever else, it was supposed to be. Levi glanced at the cookies for a second and then back to Java.
“Levi help Java deliver cookies to city?!” She said, putting two and two together and making four.
“Levi fink, Java look… cool!” She added, looking at the shiny bodied bird who’s armor gleamed in the deep and dank darkness.
“Shiny fren! Birdy fren! Uh, kinda loud fren?” She added as a third, unsure if this was rude or not.
“Shall the two frens go!” She said, moving closer to Java… the long hem of the dress pulling against the dark sand, making her twice as duck-footed as usual.
After a short pause, Levi opened her mouth to ask a question that was playing heavily on her mind. She pressed a fin to her mouth as she considered how to say it.
“Levi… unsure. What is…” She moved her fins and pointed at their surroundings unsure what to make of them. “Levi never seen outside of Levi home…” which meant Southern Tropics. But even this place was quite… dark and admittedly scary.
She tilted her head and looked up at the bird. Hoping to find some kind of answer.
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Post by Tsugu and Java on Feb 27, 2021 21:45:48 GMT
These two individuals were extremely different in both composition as well as mannerisms. Whereas Java was an eloquent and somethings overtly loud mechanized bird...Levi was pretty much the opposite. The shark was very simple. Java had displayed herself as friendly to Levi. Ergo, Java was now Levi's friend.
Strangely, the Jazamon was fine with this. It was nice to have a friend in what was basically digital hell. But also, she could not help but wonder if her general was having a worse time than she was?
Eh. It was unimportant.
This was about her. Just like everything else was! "Yes! This is PERFECT. We deliver the cookies, we get paid, and people are happy!" It was a great theoretical outcome, but would they be able to see it through? "YES. I am the coolest. And loudest. It's how I know I'm cool." Caps lock was cruise control for cool, after all.
"Let's go!" So, Java was walking, yes, and doing her best to pull the wagon along, but she was also coincidentally just as slow as Levi likely was while doing so. As the heroes of today began their trek, Levi hazarded a question.
"Hm. I do not know. This seems to be a place where things die and come back as worse things. I don't like it at all, but there is a way out. We just need to make sure these don't get stolen before we get to...the city! Which we're pretty far from."
Was that a good enough answer...?
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