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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2021 16:33:51 GMT
Welp. If they were put on the spot like that, maybe it was time for an apology. Still... Airi was annoyed at this creature for whatever reason. Like... what kind of idiot would just pop their head out of the water just to look at... boobs and stuff? It all just seemed more cumbersome than anything else...
Still, maybe she was a little too cruel to a giant, monstrous-looking stranger. Still, a genuine apology was out of the question, so this MarinDevimon would have to settle for an overly cutesy one. "I'm really sorry for saying mean things like that... But I'm just a little girl and I got scared because I'm still not used to all these really big Digimon appearing like that! Will you forgive me, pretty please?" She gave the giant sea devil a pleading gaze with sparkling eyes, as she looked on the verge of tears.
Sable on the other hand, just had to outdo her, as she did begin to cry outright. "And I would like apologize on behalf of my subordinate, Chihaya!" She proclaimed, in between annoyingly-convincing sobs. "For you see, her entire family was killed on the beach on a day much like this one, by swarm of vicious, Tankmon-devouring Gesomon! They traded blows, but eventually there was still one Gesomon left, and had escaped leaving no one but Chihaya behind..." She covered her face as she broke down further into tears, eventually "regaining control over herself" and looking up at the MarinDevimon with tears running down her face. "And now that Chihaya has joined us, she was scared that her new family would meet the same fate, for she mistakenly believed that you were that very same Gesomon who had evolved and come to destroy her life once more!" She glasped her hands in desperation and pleaded, "So please! Please, MarineDevimon! Forgive Chihaya for her actions! For I know that this would be but the first step in mending her wounded heart!"
And over to Team Sandcastle, Ivori nodded excitedly to where she, Sable, and Sarge had been playing earlier. There were plastic buckets and little shovels scattered about. "Yep! We came really prepared! I've already started, and mine's over on the end nearest to us!" She pointed to... a mound of wet sand, in no particular shape. "We need to make it big enough to house the entirety of the Greymon line, so we've got to try our best! Okay, Mr. Mantis?"
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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Oct 21, 2021 18:25:23 GMT
"Yeah, it was a very swift save." Miyako nodded, shaking herself dry from the torrent of salty water from MarineDevimon's re-entrance. Of course, she found the promise of seeing someone's knockers an odd reason to just pop one's head out of the water, but...Eh.
They had at least gotten MarineDevimon back! But...wait, why was she being put on the spot...? She tried saying nice things to MarineDevimon, so really she didn't do anything wrong, right?
Well, she had nothing to apologize for. "I kind of got a little scared too, but the thing is, most of the big scary Digimon are actually super cool--and you're cool too, Mister MarineDevimon. So I'm happy you're back." The albino gave a smile to kill for!
That she also struggled to maintain throughout Sable's weirdly specific and over the top story that was also probably way too dramatic to really be able to be used as an apology. "These guys are cool too, so...Pretty please?"
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Gosh, she did not know what she should do here.
Meanwhile, with Sandcastle Gang, trademark, all rights reserved? Mantis craned his head to where the three had been earlier...There was already progress being made, and there was unshaped sand to be shaped with tools...
Hm.
"Hang on. I will summon unpaid labor to assist us. Housing an infinitely expanding lineage is no easy task, so I will have to resort to this in order to make this a fair duel with the sand." Mantis held a single finger up, before turning in the direction of a particular sleeping bird.
He then spoke at a moderately higher volume than before. "Bird daughter, awaken. I have found you a friend." There was a bit of silence from where Nanashi was, before she crooked an eye open, and peered at her surroundings. Was the Sistermon and the blade dude still there?
...Hopefully not. "'scuse me." Nanashi grumbled as she ambled on over to Mantis and Ivori. "Alright, old man, I'm here, who's this?" The Hawkmon peered at Ivori, before she turned to yawn briefly. "And what time is it...?"
"Long enough." Mantis nodded. "This is Ivori. She wishes to create a world class sandcastle and requires aid."
...One would assume the moody daughter would need more convincing, but...she had seemed bored before she went to nap. At least when Miyako and co. had gotten here. "Sure." It was something to do, after all. The Hawkmon went to go yoink a bucket and a shovel and start shaping some of the mound of sand into cylindrical shapes.
With her father soon joining, too. What would Ivori do?
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Post by Yuko Himura on Oct 22, 2021 13:15:35 GMT
Despite Airi’s apology not being truly genuine, her puppy-eyed look was impossible to resist. Plus, Miyako reiterated once again that she thought MarineDevimon was cool, so it would be an outright crime not to forgive them! As for Sable, she told an over-the-top sob story that reeeeally challenged the group’s suspension of disbelief.
“‘Tankmon-devouring Gesomon’? There’s no way he’ll buy that.” Yuko whispered to her partner. “Wait for it.” Jokah whispered back, while using the heat radiating from his own Gaia Magicar move in order to dry his drenched getup. “That’s… the saddest story I’ve ever heaaaaard!” MarineDevimon wailed, torrents of tears gushing from his eyes. “Losing your family like that is such a bummer! I’m so sorry, Chihaya!”
“There! We’ve all made up now. It wasn’t that hard, was it?” The punk-looking teenager chimed in. She walked up to the younger, pale-skinned girl, patting her head. “You kids look cool too. I’m sure that MarineDevimon would love to hang out with you now.” “Totally, dude!” The aquatic devil beamed. “We should, like, have a beach party! It’ll be totally tubular! Plus, it’ll take Chihaya’s mind off her loss! Nothing heals the soul quite like drinking booze with the boys, singing bad songs by the campfire, and dancing ‘till your legs give out!”
Yuko rubbed the back of her head nervously. “Nobody here is of legal drinking age, but we can do all the other stuff. Jokah, mind passing me the Infini-Store?” “Right, I forgot I had it.” The jester-like Digimon pulled a small, glowing cube out of his hat, and tossed it into the ground, whereupon it expanded to the size of a cardboard box. His Tamer reached inside it and pulled out her Digivice, as well as a pair of Digi-Memory chips, which she activated. “Let’s get this party started! Come out, Vilemon Troop!”
An entire swarm of Vilemon materialized from the Digi-Memory chip, who noisily started setting things up, taking an umbrella, a pair of folding beach chairs and a portable cooler for drinks out of the box. Jokermon sat on one of the chairs, being fanned by a Vilemon that held a large palm leaf. “Dancing sounds like manual labor, so I think I’ll pass. You children, adolescents and young adults have fun. I’ll just sit here and relax. Ahh, this is splendid!” The Clown Prince mused, crossing one leg over the other and folding his arms behind his head.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2021 21:13:24 GMT
Welp. It was official. MarinDevimon was a numbskull. Add one more hassle for Airi to deal with today. The little girl felt like she was gonna have a migraine due to all the... weirdness going around today. Or maybe it was just the sun. As much time as she liked spending outdoors, this much sun wasn't exactly her favorite thing. She felt like she would rather go around picking pockets in the middle of a police station. Actually that sounded kind of badass. Maybe she would try that... Eh. That was something for later.
So instead she just smiled sweetly back at the massive aquatic monster. "I love to dance and sing and play around..." She blatantly lied with a straight face. She hated frivolities like that, but kids were supposed to enjoy that kind of stuff. "But I'm feeling a little under the weather right now, so I'm just gonna... sit down over there..." She moved away from the group, trying to find a spot to be by herself. Playing and dancing with a giant monster sounded like a good way to get accidentally smashed by the buffoon tripping or something. Or he might crash and make a wave big enough to carry her out to the deeper water, and...
Well... she also didn't know how to swim. It wasn't exactly one of those things she could teach herself, due to the whole "drowning if she screwed up", so... the little girl sat down near the sleeping Azura, but far enough that the BladeKuwagamon hovering above her wouldn't cut her just to make a point. And she ignored the bloody-eyed stare from the robotic insect Digimon.
"Oh, I'm afraid that I'm not suited for such active festivities," Sable excused herself from MarinDevimon's suggestion of a gnarly, mad, angry party. Instead she lounged near Jokermon, relaxing on her own chair, leaning back while watching everyone do their thing.
"I never would have expected to see everyone enjoying such simple pleasures," She stated conversationally, dropping her melodramatic tone. "And with humans, no less." All the while, she watched as Ivori practically jump in joy at another construction comrade, giggling while she gathered up all the sand she could. The clueless Sistermon Blanc made the largest, tallest stack of sand that she could before it fell apart. She puffed up her cheeks in frustration, then with a determined expression began anew. Sable held a gun hidden in her sleeve, presumable to shoot anyone who offended her dear sister, or perhaps to just be petty and destroy anyone that made more progress than Ivori did.
Which, to be fair, wouldn't be hard to do.
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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Nov 4, 2021 18:25:18 GMT
...Miyako could not believe that story actually worked, and it showed on her face. "...I'm paying my respects as we speak." She stated, deadpanning a little bit. "In seriousness, I'm...11. So, no booze, please."
Of course, she couldn't help but clap for the Vilemon troop's entrance! Yet...uh. She wasn't much of a dancing type. Or singing. Or anything like that. One must remember that Miyako Isa is a very sheltered girl, despite recent efforts to break that. She glanced around for Airi--the one person amongst the party she knew, and saw her sitting near...
That's a napping weaboo and a BladeKuwagamon. "I wish I was that based." Miyako muttered to herself. Seriously, A NUN. With a KATANA. Yet, near that was Airi. ...She probably went there for a reason, truth be told.
But, an idea formed. The albino went over to the cooler, picked up a can of juice (they exist) and another for herself, before she headed over to Airi, and away from the brunt of the party. "...Here." She offered the aforementioned can. "Crowds are...a lot. But...I hope you feel better. You're nice to hang out with."
...If the BladeKuwagamon dared to stare, it would find that Miyako had no real reaction to it. Some monsters were crabby. But, the albino simply went to hop into the chair that was once occupied by Nanashi, and exhale, quietly. "Party crisis averted..."
Oh, yeah, speaking of Nanashi...And Mantis...
Both of them quickly took note of Ivori's...well, attempts at helping with the sandcastle. Mantis slowed his own progress down, while Nanashi flat out stopped her part of the whole deal to go help Ivori. "You need to basically...pack it together. The tools help with that a lot, but it's...science stuff? Basically the more you pack it together the less it falls down. Um...I really hope I'm helping with this..."
Nanashi did not know how to people. Poor little Hawkmon.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 8, 2021 14:40:11 GMT
“Oh, come on, dudes and dudettes! It’s not a party if everyone’s just sitting down doing nothing!” MarineDevimon protested the group’s lackadaisical attitude. The punk girl shrugged. “Everyone likes to party their own way. Some people are just happy to sit down, relax and enjoy each other’s company, and god I sound like such a boomer right now!” “No no, I totally feel ya.” The gargantuan demon of the sea waved his clawed tentacle reassuringly. “We’re gonna be chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool! That sounds fun too!”
With that, Yuko pulled a towel out of her Infini-Store and dried herself with it, before sitting under the umbrella with Jokermon. She noticed that the Vilemon had collectively decided to follow her anywhere she went, like devout worshippers gathering around the statue of a Greek goddess. A comical bead of sweat appeared over her head. “Hi there! Can I help you?” “Is there anything we can get you, Miss Yuko?” One of the Vilemon asked, a goofy smile plastered on its hideous face, while its cheeks were beet red. “Uuuh… Some ice cream would be nice.” Yuko replied, slightly weirded out.
“Why… would you ask for ice cream? When I’m here?” A white variant of Devimon appeared behind them, speaking in a peculiar New Yorker accent, making awkward pauses, and exuding a chilly aura that gave the swimsuit-clad woman goosebumps. “Don’t be alarmed.” Jokah told Mother Sable. “This is IceDevimon, another of my subordinates. He shall serve as my personal air conditioner in this scorching weather. Try not to shoot him too.” He jested. “Hi. This is my cowbell.” IceDevimon pointed at a brass cowbell that hung from his neck. “You know. Ice cream sounds like Eye! Scream! Wow!” He exclaimed. What the hell was wrong with him?
“The world of humans is filled with all manner of small pleasures that our kind couldn’t even imagine, my dear.” The demonic jester finally addressed the nun’s earlier comment. “Classical music, blue cheese - or bleu cheese as they call it in France - and the most exquisite quality of red wine!” “Cheese that’s anything but yellow belongs in the trash!” Yuko grumbled. “Anywho, your faction has quite the intrigue too.” The self-proclaimed Demon King continued, smiling affably at Sable. “I never would have expected to see one assume the role of a Xros General at such a young age.” He mused, gesturing towards Airi.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2021 9:19:59 GMT
MarineDevimon seemed pretty chill at this point. Fresh, even. Hopefully a couple of guys who were up to no good wouldn't start making trouble in his neighborhood.
...And it looked like another member of the weird group's crew had joined the festivities. An ice devil this time. With a... was that a fucking cowbell? Why would he... Airi closed her eyes, rubbed her temples for a second, and tried to push it out of her mind for the time being. Besides, when it came to a weird, dysfunctional groups here in the Digital World, Airi couldn't particularly throw stones. For instance, the buzzing in her ears of the homicidal metal insect said wonders about how Airi's own group acted.
When she opened them again, she saw Miya next to her, offering her a cold can of juice. She took it without a word, took a sip, and prevented herself from gagging from the sweetness. She didn't particularly like sweet drinks, but she smiled through it all as if she did. "It's so delicious, thank you!" She lied for... no particular reason, really. Why was she lying about something as stupid as how much she liked a drink that she didn't pick out? Well, whatever. Then Miya complimented her, which genuinely took the little girl by surprise. She wasn't someone who got complimented often. Ever, really. Typically she just got dismissed like... a small child.
"Thank you!" She repeated, recovering quickly enough. "I like spending time with you, too!" Which... wasn't a complete lie? Miya was mellow enough that Airi didn't have to spend a crapton of energy pretending to like her, despite the fact that constantly calling things "based" was kinda cringe... or whatever it was that the kids said these days. Well, kids that weren't Airi.
Meanwhile, Ivori sure was trying her best. It's like, almost 4 in the morning right now, and the writer had been struggling for about 3 days on this post because she couldn't think of a way to continue this plotline and make it seem remotely interesting. She probably shouldn't have even started it in the first place.
But she nodded when Nanashi explained things to her, she slowly nodded as if a light had just turned on. "Oh, I see, I see!" She stated. "I always figured that the more you pack it, the smaller the sandcastle would be. So we'll just have to use more sand, then!"
And as for Sable's reaction to the suspicious Icedevimon that frequently paused in the middle of a sentence, and likely also enunciated syllables in peculiar ways, and more importantly to Joker's comment, she simply displayed a look of shock and horror on her face. "My, I would never think to bring harm to him!" She stated, as if she were barely restraining her outrage. But she seemed to calm down fairly quickly.
Jokermon went on to talk about the pleasures he found in the human world, and Sable simply nodded along. Truth-be-told, she hadn't experienced much in the human world. Even a child as small as her partner found it boring that she would willingly come to this world and occasionally risk her life. What interest would someone like Sable find in such mundanity?
And when he brought up the peculiarity in Sable's own group, she smiled politely. "The little one is quite a treasure. She's crafty enough to take me by surprise, and she's so well-behaved at other times! She's seldom a burden!" She spoke of the little human as if she bragging about a pet.
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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Nov 26, 2021 15:30:43 GMT
It was relatively amusing hearing all the chatter from where she was--it really highlighted the sheer amount of...differences there were here. Not just between human and Digimon, but pretty much everyone here. Intricacies laid themselves bare. Plain to see, yet difficult to truly comprehend for Miyako.
Miyako hadn't really expected the compliment to be returned, either. There was a small smile. "...Thanks. Um. Means a lot more than you might expect." Words difficult, unga bunga albino brain built different. She lingered at her spot on the chairs for a few more moments, before the inevitable bane of most people her age hit her.
Boredom! Impatience! A wince. But no real action taken just yet. An eye simply cracked open.
Nanashi meanwhile nodded her stupid bird head at Ivori. "Yeah! ...I mean, if you really think about it more sand just means it'll be bigger regardless, right? And it's a team effort, so..." The bird just shrugged.
"Yes. Which is why my back hurts. Not because I'm old. But because I'm carrying." Mantis piped up.
"Piss off, old man!" The Hawkmon barked, continuing the long and arduous task of sand shoveling.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 30, 2021 9:35:34 GMT
The fiendish jester laughed at Sable’s shocked reaction. “Ohohoho! I never implied that you were going to bring harm to him, but you have to admit that your wheeled cohort has quite the bloodlust.” He mused, meaningfully pointing at Chihaya. “The loss of her family to those damn Gesomon has toughened her up, man! It filled her heart with vengeful vibes!” MarineDevimon remarked, grabbing a beer can that could barely be seen in his giant tentacle of a hand. “I’m sure that deep down she’s a tubular gal!” “Frankenstein never scared me!” IceDevimon declared out of the blue. “Marsupials do… cause they’re fast!”
Yuko raised a curious, pierced eyebrow when Sable began describing her human partner. “‘Crafty’? I don’t really see it. She just looks like a shy, kinda clumsy kid.” She commented, while licking her ice cream. “There’s more to people than meets the eye.” Jokermon smiled slyly, putting his hands on the female delinquent’s shoulders, while looking directly at the Sistermon Noir. “Take Yuko here as an example. Despite her tough girl act, she’s actually a sweet and gentle young woman who’s great with children, loves her mother - we tend to agree on that part - and turns into mush whenever she sees something cute.”
“S-shut up!” The clown’s Tamer blushed, looking slightly distracted. She totally wasn’t staring at Ivori, Nanashi and their sandcastle just a moment ago because she thought they looked cute together. That’s what a Karen would do. “They do look cute together, though…” She muttered under her breath.
“Looks like you’re building a sandcastle. Can we help?” A bunch of eager Vilemon approached the more fun-sized Sistermon and her avian friend.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2021 16:28:12 GMT
Sable would have to speak for Chihaya, who had been safely stored away inside Airi's Digivice in order to prevent her from further complicating matters with her sense of "graceful diplomacy". "She indeed has a long way to go from truly seeking the peaceful path, but I believe in her, nonetheless! I know the value she holds, deep down inside!" Plus, she could give Sable tank powers, so extra firepower was always helpful. As for IceDevimon's bit? Sable wasn't sure to say to that. "Indeed... I suppose I shall be watchful for them, in the event that they appear..." She answered rather dismissively.
Yuko commented on Airi's demeanor and Sable simply shrugged in response. "I suppose your estimations must be correct, dear child. Only an unassuming child can come off as unassuming! But I am proud of her, nonetheless!"
Speaking of said child, Airi just sat down on the beach with her butt on the sand, an act she immediately regretted. The sand had... done stuff that sand does and now Airi was fucking annoyed and uncomfortable. But what was new? Still... just sitting around doing nothing was... boring? She looked over to Miyako, who looked about the same. "So... Um... I never had anyone around to teach... err... I never learned how to swim, but... like... if you wanted to... do something... we could hang out together, or whatever..." She stated. Totally smooth.
Cause... it wasn't like Airi wanted to go play or anything! Besides, playing on the beach when you couldn't even swim was like, totally lame and definitely wasn't something Airi was into!
Meanwhile, now with the Vilemon troupe at their side, Project S.A.N.D.C.A.S.T.L.E. was looking more hopeful than ever! "Of course, please do whatever you think is best!" Ivori exclaimed in a terrible display of leadership. "If everyone tries their best, then there will be nothing to regret!" She scooped up a bucket full of sand, but dropped it in shock once she heard Mantis's comment.
"Mr. Mantis! If you are in pain, then you mustn't ignore it! This Digital World is dangerous enough! Were you to strain your back with building a sandcastle, I would never forgive myself if you were to be hurt later on!" She ran over to brandish her trident, pointing it at the old man with a determined expression as her eyes lit up with a soft, pink radiance that exuded the generic gentle holiness trope. "I will not allow you to pick up another grain of sand until I heal you! I'm not capable of much, but I will alleviate the pain in your back, even if it costs me my last drop of stamina!"
The author feels the need to point out that, once again, Ivori is an idiot.
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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Dec 13, 2021 4:14:55 GMT
Truth be told, Jokermon had the most accurate statement to make regarding not just Airi, but Miyako too. Both held far more to them than met the eye, despite being two very different people! Though...
The same could really be said of everyone present. That was just the beauty of life. Miyako heard Airi addressing her, so she opened her eyes and looked her way. It was difficult to parse what precisely she was saying, but...She never learned how to swim. By virtue of no one teaching her.
Miyako barely knew how to swim. But it was Airi of all people offering to hang out. The albino did not claim to know her very well, but the girl was super closed off. This must've been like jumping into a big empty pit without knowing what's in there.
"I'd like to! I'm not that great at swimming--I only really learned by going out at night, but...I could probably help. Besides, the EV suit's waterproof too." Don't you just love being able to bullshit out expansions to flavor for shop items? Miyako hopped up to her feet and offered Airi a hand up. "Though, I have to pose a question. What do you want to do?"
It was fine if Airi didn't have any ideas. Miyako had a few, the most simple of which being the time-honored sport of vibing.
Meanwhile, with the Sandcastle Group (Vilemon Enhanced) (Omega),
"...Wait-..." Mantis attempted to halt Ivori and explain that he was being figurative, yet that was something that was done to no avail, as she had dropped everything to heal a Digimon that was already figuratively at 100% physically. Mentally was debatable. Seriously, it's Mantis.
Nanashi, however, felt like she should at least attempt. "He's...not actually in pain, Ivori-san. He's trying to insinuate that he's doing all the work. Which is...kind of false given we're all working at the castle..."
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Post by Yuko Himura on Dec 15, 2021 16:40:36 GMT
Ah, Chihaya hadn’t actually been physically present when Jokermon had pointed at her. Perhaps, being such an old Digimon, his eyesight was starting to get faulty. “On the contrary, her war mongering ways could prove useful, if she can be taught to shoot her enemies rather than her allies. When you have a living weapon at your disposal, you have to put it to good use.” The demonic jester mused, casually grabbing a Vilemon and using it as a back pillow for his weary old man back.
“Most Digimon are kinda built for fighting, but that doesn’t mean that’s all they should do.” Yuko injected, rescuing the poor Vilemon from the dastardly clown’s clutches and holding it in her arms, gently petting its scruffy, orange hair. “That’s like saying a human’s career path is determined by how or where they were born, and I say fuck that!”
“I agree.” IceDevimon chimed in, followed by an awkwardly long pause of him not elaborating. “For instance, I always wanted. To be a dancer. But my mother, bless her soul. Said that I couldn’t be. A dancer. Because it would ruin my father’s reputation. Wow.”
While Airi and Miyako debated over who should teach the other how to swim, MarineDevimon’s gargantuan head suddenly got in-between them. “YOOOOO! I have a totally tubular idea!” The aquatic demon beamed, flashing a huge smile with his shark-like teeth that probably looked more intimidating than it was meant to be. “If you kids can’t swim on your own, you can hitch a ride on my back! It’s gonna be AWESOOOOOME!!”
In the meantime, the unnamed sandcastle project was progressing smoothly, or as smoothly as it could be when the people involved were collectively sharing a single brain cell (and Mantis was probably hogging it 90% of the time). Being encouraged to try their best by Ivori, the group of friendly Vilemon started shoveling wet sand with their bare claws, quickly amassing a large pile that didn’t resemble a castle at all yet, but was a semi-decent start. “Keep working harder and maybe we’ll see the cute little Sistermon smile!” Well, at least they had their priorities straight.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2021 18:35:00 GMT
"Dear child, I fear that the unfortunate reality of it all is that in our world, outside of the various cities and large communities, is that it's a very dangerous place to be if you're not strong. I fear that for Digimon, being able to fight for your life would be like needing to read and write in the civilized societies in your world. Surely not necessarily needed, but most certainly required to experience some of the world's greatest joys, am I correct?" Sable explained to Yuko, regretfully shaking her head at the state of the world. Either that or she was just pretending. Kind of hard to tell sometimes. Either way, she wasn't sure how to appropriately respond to the IceDevimon, so she simply chose not to. Pretty cold of her, ironically enough.
Meanwhile, Airi stifled a shriek as her heart raced in fear at MarinDevimon's sudden intrusion. "How the he... how did you even get right there so quietly!?" She gasped in between panicked breaths. Once she got her wits fully about her, she took a deep breath, and shrugged once the giant Digimon made his proposition. "I dunno about that..." She commented, placing her finger on her chin as if she hadn't already considered it and dismissed the idea entirely. "You're really ginormous, Mr. MarineDevimon! Would you notice if a couple of tiny people on your back lost their grip and fell off while you were in the water? If we can't swim, then it would be really dangerous, don't you think?" While Airi certainly liked to take risks like shoplifting, pickpocketing, and the occasional B&E, she was a tad bit too cautious for things potentially life-threatening. Sadly, the little girl just didn't like to have fun, apparently!
And as far as Sandcastle Incorporated, a subsidiary of Joker, Sable, and Mantis United LLC was concerned, well... things got awkward for a second as Mantis and Nanashi spelled things out for Ivori! "Oh, thank goodness, Mr. Mantis!" Ivori let loose a sigh of relief. "I am glad that you were only joking! However, do not feel the need to hold yourself back on my account! Whenever you are in need, please tell me and I will aid you!" She put her trident away, where it seemingly disappeared into hammerspace.
She turned around to see the group of Vilemon already amassing such a large collection of sand. "Oh my, that is simply wonderful!" She exclaimed with a starry-eyes smile. "I have seen deserts with fewer sand than this! We will no doubt be able to construct a sandcastle of the most magnificent quality if we apply ourselves!" She moved to help pack in the pile in order to construct something remotely sandcastle-y, but instead stepped into a plastic bucket by accident, tripped, and fell over face-first into a large pile of wet sand.
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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Feb 12, 2022 5:48:55 GMT
So, as frightening as MarineDevimon's appearance was, it didn't elicit an audible reaction from Miyako! She just smiled and waved. "Oh, hey! That's a pretty good idea--plus with...how colossal you are, you could probably be able to help get us on even footing if somehow we wound up falling off."
Somehow.
She also took a look at Airi. "Plus, if you did fall off? I'd probably jump in after you. That's what friends do, after all." The albino noted with seeeveral nods! "...Sometimes part of having fun is accepting it might be a little dangerous, y'know?"
With the sandcastle group? Mantis promptly went over to help Ivori up as she...faceplanted. "...Do not be afraid to call for aid yourself. There is no shame in that." The Kotemon spoke. Nanashi, meanwhile?
The Hawkmon was kind of amazed at the sheer amount of sand that Vilemon could just gather up. It was wild. "...Apply..." She murmured, before she promptly sprang into- WAS THAT A KATANA? WHY WAS SHE -CUTTING- THE SAND INTO SHAPES?
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