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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Mar 12, 2008 16:59:11 GMT -8
This is the main role play. Only post on this when it's your turn we'll make up the order in which everyone first posts.
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Mar 14, 2008 15:29:50 GMT -8
Being sucked into a dark hole of nothingness all 16 year old Ayame Hoshi could do was scream and hold the bottom of her dress. ‘Is this how it’s going to end?’ she thought still screaming like she was being murdered ‘Why? I had so much to live for and now I’m going to spend the rest of my life in this black space where I can only fall’ she thought as she closed her eyes tightly and began to cry. Waking up Ayame screamed as she shot up in bed “I-it was a dream?” she asked her self out loud as she looked around her room. “Oh thank god!” Hopping out of bed the young teenager looked at the clock “Wh- 1:48 I’m gonna be late, Hiyo-chan is going to kill me if I’m late again!” struggling to put her dress on she frowned “They always make fun of me for bringing my safety back pack but I always want to be ready in case it really happens” she said quietly to herself as she grabbed a large black ruffled back pack with a dark purple interior and put it on. Running out of her room Ayame quickly ran over to her Mother who was eating buttered toast with jam. After grabbing a piece Ayame frowned “Has Yukii already gone out?” she asked her mother who only gave a grunt in reply. “Okay, Bye mom. Love you” Rushing to put her shoes on Ayame took a bite from the toast she stole from her mother. Opening the door Ayame rushing to the elevator ‘I wonder if Hiyo invited Kouki…’ She thought as she squeezed into the packed elevator. While waiting on the elevator Ayame finished her piece of toast and as soon as the elevator stopped at the ground floor she bolted it. Running through the cross walk Ayame bumped into a few people but didn’t even bother to say sorry. Running into an ally Ayame hopped up onto a dumpster then over the fence that was blocking her easiest path to amusement park that her friend won three tickets to. But instead of hitting the ground on the other side of the fence Ayame just kept falling “No!” she screamed because she knew this time it wasn’t a dream, This felt more real than it ever had before “This can’t really be happening” she shouted. She didn’t really know when she had past out but she had and when she came to she was in a Jungle. “H-huh? Where the hell am I?” she asked looking around. “This has to be a dream, though I’ve never gotten this far before.” She said pinching her arm. “Uh oh” she said standing up failing to notice a weird looking object in one of her hands. “Maybe this isn’t a dream…” she said a little frightened now.
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Post by Sitarave on Mar 14, 2008 15:43:14 GMT -8
A smooth, faint tickling feeling brushed against the skin of a smooth cheek, causing the body that it belong to, to roll faintly in the boys current, less comfortable position. Denki’s features appeared soft and relaxed, as his face was buried deeply into the comfort of his crossed arms as he continued to stay where he lay. Complete and utter peace seemed to wash over the boy as he ‘slept’ on, and though he showed now signs of waking up any time soon, it was something that was bound to happen.
The feeling of where he laid, it was peaceful. A soft, and light feeling was washed over his entire mind and body, leaving him limp and completely calm. Obviously he wasn’t in his own bed for it was lumpy and hard, but this was much softer where he lay, where he was ‘sleeping’ at the moment. Maybe it was all another one of his dreams? One of the ones that cause him to hallucinate and believe that imagination is reality? Though that was doubtful, he was sure that he had woken up over two hours ago or some where around that time period to go to school, though the memory of him actually reaching the school grounds didn’t seem to be jogged into his fairly adequate memory
A groan of displeasure came from his chest, his eyes squinting behind his thick-rimmed glasses, fiery red hair dripping in front of his face. Cerulean eyes fluttered open to an awkward sight, something that he didn’t recognize at all. A pierced eyebrow furrowed with another in immense confusion, it didn’t seem to click in his mind on where he could possibly be. Denki pushed himself up with the palms of his hands, digging roughly into what felt like soft soil, causing the short boy to glare down at said ground. The first thing that had rolled into his mind was a kidnapping. Was he kidnapped on his way to school and had just forgotten? Not possible, he would have remembered blacking out or something like that. He did remembering falling though, into a dark …thing?
‘This makes no logical sense.’
Denki groaned, placing the palm on his hand on his forehead, rubbing his head slightly before looking up to the sky, wincing at the source of the light that was beaming down towards him through the little space that the tree’s provided. A jungle?
‘Screw logic! I don’t care anymore!’
His anger busted out from him as if it was an explosion. Denki stormed onto his feet, stumbling slightly but he caught himself by grasping onto a tree for support, glaring forward through now icy eyes. Grasping his hands into his hair, Denki seemed to pull and ruffle his hair at the same time from frustration. A small beep could be heard from his pocket, catching the bipolar boy off guard, causing him to look down towards his jacket pocket as if it was going to eat him. His eyes were wide with fear before a long, blood curdling scream came from his throat out of, once again, frustration.
He honestly, and truly didn’t want to believe this was happening .
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Mar 14, 2008 18:16:17 GMT -8
Saru rested the Kendo sword on her shoulder. She had woken up early today, she had business to attend to. She had a stop to make before the day really started. She had meant to do this weeks ago, but the damn thing kept slipping her mind. She had been to busy with classes and training. She huffed lightly, pausing to look at the flowers growing out of the pavement. Crouching down, she smiled slightly. Such determination to survive in such a hostile environment, it was very respectable. Or so her sensei would've said if he had seen it. She poked the light pink petals fondly, she rarely saw that colour, though it wasn't one she deliberately avoided. She grunted as she was pushed to the side, and lost her balance. She fell heavily into the wall, kendo sword rolling off her shoulder. She only looked up to the flower crushed under what looked like an expensive Italian boot. She gaped slightly, as the man paid her no heed and continued walking.
Saru jumped up, who did that basted think he was? The freakin' president!? She picked up the sword quickly, making a move to follow him. But he had already started getting in a car, a chauffeur holding the door for him. "Where do you get off, ya jerk!" She growled out, shaking the sword at the man and the car. She saw him look back at her, shake his head, and turn forward again as they pulled away. How dare he?! Saru growled, punching the wall she had just been pushed against. She kneeled on one knee, taking the crumpled flower in her hand lightly. She closed her eyes, fist tightening around it slightly.
"What kind of person would... How..." She sighed, this was hypocritical, wasn't it? She had probably done the a million times, and never gave a frat boys ass about it. She stood up, unintentionally ripping the crumpled flower from the ground. She looked down at it, a staring at it blankly. She let it drop to the ground, sighing and continuing on her way. Her mood had started off normal, now she was kinda pissed off.
She turned a corner, soon finding herself in front of a rusty old warehouse. This was the gang hideout, her former gang. Though she had only truly been apart of it for a week, but it was still enough for them to remember her. Their leader was a 25 year old guy, with dragon tattoos and everything. Saru wasn't quite sure what to make of him really. He could seem really nice, but she had seen nearly beat a man to death, in all, he was scary.
She opened one of the doors, leading inside. She was greeted by about five of them sitting on crates around her. A women sneered at her, and a man smirked.
"Even monkeys fall from trees, don't they, Saru?" The man said, getting up from his seat. Saru took a step back, she didn't want to fight, she just came to return the sword. She knew she should've gotten the police involved, or her parents, but the thought hadn't came up.
"I-I just came to return this!" She said, unable to get the waver out of her voice. She held up the sword, but no one even paid her any attention. The man started walking towards her, and she backed into the wall. She didn't want to have her face beaten in, or even die. The gang leader looked down at her, grabbing the front of her t-shirt.
"You should know it isn't that easy to get away from the streets." He threw her towards the center of the warehouse. "Or are you just really that stu-" The man's insult died on his tongue. Saru could tell why. When she was falling, she never felt the impact of the ground. She opened her eyes, it was like she falling down a tunnel, she could see the warehouse fading away above her. Was she plunging into the pits of hell? Was she really that bad of a person in her life? Saru's eyes closed, was this the end?
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Mar 14, 2008 19:09:39 GMT -8
Koichi's hand grasped the girl's shoulder infront of him, and he shoved her off into the wall. Serves her right, crouching in the middle of the street gawking over some lower form of life. It was such a simpleton way of thinking. He stepped on the flower, smirking at the way it crumpled under underfoot. He wonder what it would be like to have actually stepped on the girl back there. Would have there been that same satisfaction? Maybe crunch of a breaking bone? That thought excited the teenager, maybe making the worthless street rat bleed? It all sounded so fun!
His smirk deepened as she yelled out at him. He looked back at her once he had gotten in the car. She was waving her sword at him. How childish. That must be what she was like, a violent, childish tomboy.
The door closed behind him, and he crossed his leg, looking forward. The girl was really none of his business now, whatever happened now didn't involve him.
He hadn't been in the mood for the girl in his way. He had first been woken up at five so he could go to some pointless meeting, and then the driver was too stupid to even pull up the building. So he had walk for three minutes, and then there she was, crouching right in the middle of the walk, looking at a flower. What was she? Five?!
He shook it off, why should he care anyways? He looked out the window, his eyes closing in irritation when he the car wasn't moving.
"Oi! What's the hold up?" He growled when he got no answer from the driver.
"Answer me or I'll have you fired." He stated more forcefully. And was rewarded when the slide between him and the driver opened.
"It is because we are here, young master." The man strained, getting out of the car, and opening it for the boy. Said boy gave a blankish glare at the driver, standing gracefully. He turned his back on the driver and walked into the large mansion infront of him. He was halfway up the stairs when he cursed, his silver ring was missing. It must've came off when he pushed the girl out of the way. He sighed, turning on his heel, beginning to descend. His foot never made it to the last step, as he plunged forward. Sadly the hole he had fallen into was not bing enough for his long body, and his head connected with the cold marble or his floors. He mind went dark, and he was falling.
The first thing Koichi became aware of in this world was something soft and warm underneath him, but it didn't feel like his bed, lumpier, and... Moving? He opened his eyes, instantly regretting his did. Sun shined on his eyes, increasing his already horrible headache. Wait, sun? Wasn't he just inside the house? He sat up, putting a hand to his head, and looking around. He appeared to be in the jungle. Maybe he was in a coma, and this was just his dream?
He looked down... Oh jeez!! He was sitting on someone! He turned to face them, and found himself straddling the girl he had pushed over before.
"Wh-what?" The girl below him murmured. She opened her eyes, and groaned.
"Oh damn, this really is hell, isn't it... I should've known you were a demon." Her voice seemed strained. It was probably because of the boy on her stomach. Said boy's eye twitched. Him? A demon? Silly tomboy child...
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Mar 15, 2008 14:37:06 GMT -8
“Wahhh!!!!” Screamed a boy falling from the sky “Imma break my bones!!!!” he yelled closing his eyes tightly waiting for the hard impact that was soon to come. Well the impact did come but it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. Slowly opening his eyes Teiji looked down to see a black body underneath him. “what the hell did I land on?” he asked him self trying to roll of the thing. “Oh hey look I landed on some guy who’s molesting some girl” he said talking to him self. “I’m sorry I interrupted you two go back to your little raping sex thingy” he said starting to walk off. Truly Teiji thought this was just another of his wild dreams so he thought nothing of some guy raping a girl or landing on that guy “Huh? Maybe I’m gay and that’s why I landed on him…but I like boobs. So there for I must be bisexual!” he declaired walking off in some random direction “What was I doing before I came here any way?” he had to think about the question for a moment “Oh yeah I was packing up to go on a road trip, how the hell did my dream bring me here?” he asked himself as he wondered off.
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Post by Sitarave on Mar 16, 2008 12:40:00 GMT -8
‘ Ow. That really hurts when you land on hard things. ‘
A small whimper escaped the thin lips of the small boy who was now lying sprawled on the ground, staring up absentmindedly towards the thickly covered sky. Red eyebrows furrowed together in what appeared to be concentration as his blue eyes were focused on an air particle, or something. He would of believed this was all a dream, or a hallucination happening, if he hadn’t felt falling from the sky, or being punched into a black abyss. A thin, pale hand raised and fingered the sore area around Sora’s eye, where a faint cut could be seen along with a good old bruise had decided to form.
‘Stupid…stupid people. Oh well. Might as well see where the hell I am.’
Sora’s voice seemed sad for a moment before the boy seemed to perk up with another idea hitting his head. The boy scurried off of the ground, his hands clawing slightly at the earth beneath him as he attempted to stand on his own two feet, unfortunately he failed. Epicly. He had managed to stand, yes, let’s give Sora that, but almost as soon as he was standing, he was down again, staring back up towards the sky. An irritated look formed on the boys face as he became frustrated with this whole situation.
‘Why can’t I be coordinated?’
He whined, flailed his arms over his head rolling around on the ground before he finally managed to get onto his knees. Score one for the ‘movement challenged boy’! He seemed to make a squeaky noise before he pushed himself off of his knees and onto his feet, smiling quite proudly of himself. Brushing the dirt off of his pants, Sora looked around, a small pout forming on his face before he decided something in his head. His brother wasn’t with him.
Making a small worried noise, Sora jolted off into a random direction through the tree’s, not quite sure what he was planning himself, he just knew that he wasn’t dreaming, he didn’t know where he was, and he was hungry. Yeah, he hadn’t had breakfast, shush; he had been in a hurry. Running quite sloppily, Sora toppled over his own feet, sending him crashing to the ground with a sharp scream as he rolled onto the ground, earning several more scratches on his face.
‘I don’t like feet…’
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Apr 8, 2008 21:32:47 GMT -8
"Look look! more things!" Strabimon shouted pointed to bright pink mushrooms on the forest/jungle floor. "Kukai can i eat them please, pllllease!" Strabimon begged his partner. "Idiot,their poisonous" Kukai said briefly before stomping on the wretched mushrooms that his Digimon so badly wanted to eat. "You're so mean Kukai..." Strabimon said crossing his arms, he was not pouting like a spoiled child who didn't get the new toy they wanted. Kukai looked at Strabimon for a moment then turned away and started to walk off. "Kukai wait up!" Strabimon called out to his friend that he now had know for about four or five years now (in Digital time obviously which is like a couple of seconds or minutes in the real world) Looking at the small boy beside him Strabimon smiled he was recalling the first day that he had met the strange boy.
~*~FLASH BACK OHHH~*~
"I wonder what these ones taste like" Strabimon said about to pop a random black berry into his mouth, but before he could he heard a loud thump and a small voice. "Uhn!" after a moment or two a small boy with light bluey green hair stood up in the bushes "Where?" he asked himself in a sad tone. Strabimon looked wide eyed at the thing that was standing in the bushes right where he happened to be kneeling gapping Strabimon let the black berry fall from his hand and onto the ground. "I wonder if this hell?" the boy said looking everywhere but down, "If it was there would probably be demons or monsters" finally looking down the boy went wide eyed and gulped. "Sorry Strabimon is not here right now leave a message after the pickle...Pickle~" Strabimon said hoping the thing that stood before his was stupid. "Uh, what the hell I'm not an idiot I know your some kind of monster and not an answering machine. The question is why aren't you trying to kill me?" he asked. "Kill you? Why I'd never...Okay if you had food...Wait do you have food?" Strabimon asked having a one track mind. "No, I don't have any food. Any way, I'm Kukai will you help me out I think I'm in hell so if you could be my bodyguard I'll get you food" Kukai said hoping the monster who apparently liked food would go for the deal. "Sure~ I'm Strabimon! by the way... what's a bodyguard?" Strabimon said with a stupid grin on his face.
~*~END FLASH BACK~*~
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Post by radtasticxrawr on May 6, 2008 18:20:10 GMT -8
Rubbing her head with the back of her hand, thirteen year old Yukii struggled to open her eyes. "Why does the sun have to be so bright..." She muttered as her eyes slowly fluttered open. "Wait..." Her words shook as she looked around, taking in the no-so-familiar place around her. "Where am I?" she cried, quickly stumbling off the grass and onto her feet. She bite her bottom lip as she began to wander deeper into the thick forest as she tried desperately to remember how she got here. She gave a loud and shaky sigh as she drew a blank. "This really can't be happening!" she exclaimed running her handing through her dark strawberry blonde hair. She stopped for a moment, trying to shake the worry and regulate her heart beat. That's when her memory began to kick in. She lowered herself to the ground again, watching her memories of what happened to her like they where a DVD.
Yukii rolled over in her hard bed before she heard her mom's booming voice from her door. "Get up. It's almost 11. I'm sure you have something to busy yourself with today." her mother growled before slamming the door and going back to what ever business she was up to. Yukii groaned, before swinging her legs off her bed, and getting up. Pulling her hair out of its messy ponytail, she began to get ready for the day ahead of her. It wasn't long until she was ready. Hair brushed out, her dance clothes under her normal outfit, and her make up fixed to her perfection. She swung her small bag over her shoulder before giving herself one last check in the mirror. She walked passed her mom, who was in the kitchen reading a cooking book in titled 'Eat Well, Look 10 Years Younger'. She walked over to the cupboard before grabbing her breakfast, which for her was a granola bar. "What cha reading about, mom?" She tried to make small talk as she unwrapped the bar. Her mother didn't bother to look up, but gave what sounded to be an annoyed grunt back at her. "Well..." Yukii rubbed it off. Her mother never really liked to make unneeded conversation with her, so it wasn't anything new. "Have a nice day, I'll be home around 11." she said, before turning on her heals and walking out the front door. She made her way down the crowded streets, trying to avoid being pushed and shoved. It was a typical day. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so the thirteen didn't feel she had to worry at all. She finally broke from the crowded streets as she took an ally that lead to a run down dance studio, which her and a group of her friends often used. Sneaking against the wall, she opened the door and slid in quitely. She wasn't all that surprised to find the lights where on, and that music was blaring pretty loudly. Shaking her head she made her way over to the room, which was now preoccupied with her close friends. "Way to start with out me..." she yelled over the music, getting the attention of the two other girls in the room. "Took you long enough!" she cried, stepping over to the boom box, and turning it off. "We're going for lunch now. Wanna come?" By now, the other girl had joined. Yukii shook her head as she placed her bag next to the boom box. "Nah, since you guys started without me, I'd better practice. Catch you guys later." She waved as the two others picked up their stuff and headed out the door. Turning to the boom box she bent down and pressed the play button. It wasn't all that long until the room was full of the warm up beats that Yukii'd always begin with. It wasn't long until she was so zoned on the music, that she didn't notice the big gaping hole that was slowly forming to the side of the room until it was too late. She let out a scream as she saw it, tripping over her own feet in a sad attempt to avoid it. It didn't work however, and she found herself screaming even louder as she fell down the dark hole.
Somewhere in there, she must had passed out. Rubbing her head again she tried to clear her mind but it didn't work. "Dude. I must be dreaming or something..." She muttered, not accepting this as reality. Pushing herself off the ground again, she began to wander farther into the woods. Subconsciously, she grabbed her right arm with her left as she walked. "Hey! Maybe there'll be a near by hotel...Or something..." she hoped, picking up her speed. "Or maybe a hiker... Or someone." The thirteen year old tried to reassure herself and make herself feel better. None of which was really working. She only gave a heavy sigh as she sat down again looking up at the sky.
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on May 6, 2008 18:58:15 GMT -8
Looking around Ayame caught a glimpse of some thing in her hand "periwinkle and sunset orange?" she asked her self as she examined the weird looking object that was placed in her hand. "Pretty enough..." Ayame said before shoving the object into her back pack. "I guess i should look around to see if there are any other people or if I'm in heaven and the gods are waiting just around the corner!" she almost screamed as she ran around the corner. "uh okay...More jungle, that's...Disapointing to say the least." she said before hanging her head and walking on. "If this is a dream there had better be some hot guys..." she said bashing into a tree. "ah! Okey not smart walking with head hung in jungle." Ayame said holding her noise. Blinking Ayame could have sworn she heard some one scream, walking in the direction of which she heard the scream she smiled seeing a Red head boy. "Hey, you! why are you screaming?" she asked poking her head out from behind a tree, she wasn't about to get close to this boy.
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Post by Sitarave on May 8, 2008 17:33:38 GMT -8
Denki took stumbling steps forward, bracing himself on a tree before he looked up at the sky. His eyes narrowed behind the thin glass of his glasses, he pressed the palm of his hand against his forehead before he shook his head, a small foolish whimper coming from him. He had had a melt down, that was good enough from him for now, every now and again with his personality, he would freak out, a while later he would freak out again. It was just what Denki did, it was a simple routine that he had been doing since the third grade for he had figured out letting it all out at once wasn’t the best thing to do. Well, for him it wasn’t.
His left hand shove itself into his pocket, where his winders brushed over something quiet large. His entire body froze for that instant as his mind whirled attempting to find out what could have been in his pocket. His cell phone was ruled out, for he was sure he left it at home today, his music player was also at home, sitting on his bed. If it was neither, maybe some thief planted it on him while he was unconscious. Freezing slightly, Denki slowly tugged it out of his pocket, looking at it carefully over and over again. It was a fairly god sixed device with a white and sky blue coloring. A scowl painted its way along Denkis face before he shoved it back into his pocket, not before it made a beeping noise at him, causing the temperamental boy to literally hiss back at it. Jumping hearing a voice, Denki whipped around to look at a girl peeking around a tree. At first confusion hit him, but then he remembered he had screamed a while ago, hadn’t he? Yes, yes he had. Blushing faintly as he shrunk backwards, Denki scratched the back of his neck lightly.
‘Eh, it was kinda because I was frustrated and freaked out I guess.’
Denki grumbled looking down towards his feet before back at the girl. It then slowly began to click in his head, not immidiantly but still slowly. Was she kidnapped too, or was she lost in the forest?
‘OH MY GOD! Have you been kidnapped too? Did you kidnap me, if so that would make so much sense!’
Denki screamed at the top of his lungs, hands out in an odd position in front of him. Yes he truly thought she was his kidnapper if there was one, ad he was going to believe this for a while thank you very much.
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on May 12, 2008 21:30:11 GMT -8
The black haired boy had little to no time to react, as he was driven painfully on to the girl under him. He wondered briefly if he was injured, and of course paid no heed to the person who may have truly been injured. He noticed the weight leave him swiftly, and he sat up to look at a boy who seemed about his age. The boy seemed definitely less sophisticated though. And by the sound of the words that were spewing carelessly from his commoner's mouth, Koichi could easily assume he wasn't the brightest crayon in the pack... Maybe about as bright as Midnight Brown or something...
Koichi leapt up, leaving the young blonde tomboy wheezing for the air he had displaced from her lungs. Pale long fingers curled into a weapon that had been rarely used by the boy who possessed them. Sharp, cold blue eyes regarded the progressively distant male's figure. Through the eyes of the demon you could almost see violence coming to a boil. His frame became ridged with the urge to hurt, that seemed to scream to be released. He stamped his foot, not even finding amusement in the girl's yelp. He supposed he had stomped on her hand. Oh well, unlucky her.
Koichi began walking quickly after the random and very peculiar boy, that had accused him falsely of rape. His nostrils flared with anger, blue veins becoming apparent on his wrist. He caught up in quick decisive strides, reaching a hand out to grasp the other boy's shoulder. His hand was inches away from clamping down, when the black haired boy stopped. A painful thunk sound came from the back of his head....
Somebody had... Thrown something at him? He outstretched hand went to the back of his head, rubbing the afflicted area tenderly. He could already feel a headache coming on. He turned slowly back, first looking at the ground, for the object that had been thrown at him. All he could tell from appearance of it was that it was Black and Midnight Blue. A shade and a colour he was fond of. He made a mental note to himself to keep it. He followed the assumed path of the device wit his eyes, leading him soon to be looking at a panting blonde tomboy.
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on May 12, 2008 22:01:15 GMT -8
The last of the girl's breathe was forced out of her lungs as another weight was added sharply to her body. She could her a voice talking, and then that weight leaving. Soon she was relieved again, by the original body being removed. She gasped in some air, desperate to not die of suffocation. Saru was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she yowled in pain. The pain originated in her hand, as sleek Italian boots came crashing down on her hand. She torn her hand away as soon as the boy began to walk away, cradling the injured limb against her chest as she sat up. Her eyes were shut tight in pain, refusing to give up any other indication she was in pain, despite the scream.
She opened her eyes slowly, frowning at the mark on her hand, it was already starting to bruise, and she prayed it wasn't broken. She moved the fingers, grimacing at the pain she felt, but elated the digits still moved. The monkey blinked, out of the corner of her eye she spotted a black and blue device.
'Hopefully his pager or something. The bastard deserves to loose something.' Saru thought viciously, grabbing it with her bruising hand, with hopes to crush it that easily. She thought up a better idea, looking up at the town departing men. She stood up quickly, using the wooden kendo sword that was still clutched in her other hand for balance. She threw the device up and caught it once, before winding up like a baseball pitch, and directing it at the black haired boy's head.
It connected with a triumphant thunk against his skull, making the boy pause in mid motion. He seemed strangely calm as he turned around, eyes first spotting the device before heading in the directing of the monkey girl. Saru's breathe wheezed out in short pants, her lung capacity not quiet yet recovered. The girl had to admit, when her eyes locked with the others, that he was quiet intimidating. Truly like a demon himself, and making Saru just want to throw more things at him. But it also brought about a feeling of cowardice. One that made her want to turn tail and run.
Oh shit... What did I get myself into...?'
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Jul 30, 2008 13:25:54 GMT -8
Teiji went on his way as he skipped through the forest obviously this was a dream so any moment a magical creature that would be his best friend would appear and tell him he had to save the world. "I love dreams like that" Teiji said as he climbed up a tree and made a face that looked like he was staring at naked girls or something. " Oh My Awesome roflsatancopter! A Monkey I must have him to be my best-est buddy!" He yelled as he reached for the monkey man who seemed to look at him perplexed. "Come to me monkey, we must save this world" Teiji said before grabbing for the monkey who's eyes grew wide "You picked me?" His eyes seemed to sparkle but the he shook his head and put on a serious face "Okay, I will be your digimon" He said before reaching out for Teiji who fell almost immediately afterwords dragging the Monkey with him. "Ow..." Teiji said landing hard on the ground, he looked around for the monkey "Mr.Monkey where'd you go?" he asked before the monkey who was now underneath him raised his arm "Please, get off of me..." He muttered.
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Post by Sitarave on Jul 30, 2008 14:15:00 GMT -8
Moving carefully through the unfamiliar area, Kioku winced slightly as she walked, attempting to figure out what exactly was going on. She wasn’t exactly aware of where she was, heck for all she knew, she could have been in hell. No, hell wasn’t this nice, or calm, she was not in hell for if she were in hell, there would be fire, demons, and the seven deadly punishments and the levels. Kioku shivered at her knowledge of the so-called ‘devils home’. Taking a quick glance around, Kioku came to the decision it wouldn’t be that bad here, so far nothing had come out to kill her, which was a good thing, but also, nothing had come out to help her. Neutral was what she decided this land was, what ever it was. Taking a breath, she calmed his body; her heart beat simmered down to a slow and Kioku felt calmer than she had before, the thought of not knowing where she was no longer bugging her.
Walking again, Kioku winced at the pain that shot up her leg. Okay, apparently according to her body, she had hurt herself on the way down from the sky (I know that sounds odd but deal with it) and her left leg was taking the toll on it. Puffing her cheeks out in annoyance, Kioku stopped walking once more before looking up at the sky.
“It would help if there was a sign some where, or someone else near me…”
Kioku almost whispered to herself as she sat down on the ground, flinching at the pain. All she would have to do with that would be to ignore it. Ignoring things was always a good plan. Shifting her position Kioku pulled her leg to her body, feeling no need to care that she was wearing a dress for no one was near her anyway. Taking her left shoe off Kioku smiled as some of the pain eased, okay so it was her ankle that was bugging her walking the most. Problem solved.
Staying in her sitting position Kioku looked back up at the sky pouting up to the heavens it seemed. For some reason, the theory that she wasn’t on earth anymore seemed logical. She wasn’t sure why but the sky didn’t seem the same as the one on earth, it didn’t seem as, well, real. She wasn’t sure why it just didn’t seem real enough, to her it didn’t seem like you could reach out and grab the moon for the sky, or take the clouds from their resting spots. Resting her cheek on her propped knee, Kioku stared forward into the rest of the ‘forest’, her mind reeling on trying to figure out where she was at that very moment. Many options popped into her head on how she could have been walking home from school to being here now, one was aliens, another was kidnapping, while the third was being pulled into an alternate world. All were possible but only one was true, and for now there was only one way to see where she was.
Raising her head, Kioku took in a deep breath.
“HELLO!?”
She did her best to make her voice as loud as possible, wanting it to echo through the forest. The only way to find out where she was was to find someone and talk to them. Looking around, Kioku made a frustrated noise before looking up at the sky her features softening as she relaxed and shut her eyes. At least it was quiet here.
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Post by Sitarave on Aug 2, 2008 21:38:19 GMT -8
Rubbing the back of his hand against his forehead, Sora yawned; he hadn’t realized how tired he was until now. Grumbling in a frustrated manner, Sora stood up poking his bruised and cut cheek in entertainment, earning some stupid giggles from the French boy. Reality seemed to leave Sora as he dazed off, staring off into space as he stood in the middle of no where, his finger still resting on his cheek as he seemed to puff them out as he thought. Most of the time, Sora wasn’t one to ‘think’ as you would put it no no, he left that to Denki but in times like these, where he was alone and scared, yes he was afraid of being alone right now thank you. He was not fond of forests all too much; it was a long story that Sora was not comfortable with thank you. It was probably the one story you couldn’t get out of Sora really, unless he was piss ass drunk. Yes a drunk Sora was a sight to see, there was French, nudity, and the blabbering of deep secrets, not just his, everyone’s.
Shaking his head Sora came back to this reality that he was in, not too sure if he was conscious or not enough to really call this ‘reality’. Rubbing his head Sora slowly stood to his feet, wobbling with the fact that he had stood up a little too fast. Wincing as he became dizzy, Sora rubbed his head before be began to walk, a small pout plastered on his porcelain face. He had no map, no knowledge of where he was, and he was beginning to angst, which was saying something coming from the normally happy Sora. Huffing Sora pushed past a tree branch, quickly moving away as it came back to hit him in the back of his head as he let go of the branch. Hissing back at the tree, Sora glared forward storming through the bush kicking what ever came in his way, thank god no little animals were near him. Pausing as he walked, Sora looked through a set of trees, tilting his head to the side swearing he heard some people talking, or rather arguing. Watching the boy and the girl they appeared to be having a staring contest, which really did not interest Sora, I mean staring wasn’t that fun unless the person you were staring at was making weird faces.
Continuing on his way, Sora broke out into a small run, maybe if there were two people already here, then there may be more people near by. Oh, maybe Denki was here! Looking around in a panicked manner Sora was excited and yet scared as he stumbled slightly as he ran, okay once again he has to learn how to stay standing.
“Bonjour ? Est quelqu'un ici ? Quelqu'un plaît ?”(1)
Sora screamed as he stopped running, not noticing he was speaking French again, it came out when he was feeling too many emotions, okay. Scrambling some more, Sora pouting as he slowly down once more attempting to calm down again it was working better. Taking in breaths Sora began to mutter to himself, like all sane people do, not about normal things either. Rubbing his head Sora whined before he gave a sharp scream as he felt something touch him, freaking out Sora bolted out into a run, the thing that touched him? Yeah that was a tree branch. Booking it through the forest Sora screamed once more before falling over a mound of something and onto something else. Taking in a quick breath Sora looked up and his eyes widened seeing a boy on top of a … what the was that a monkey. Automatically, his freaked out ‘don’t kill me’ mode kicked in.
“Oh mon Dieu, je suis désolé ainsi que je n'ai pas voulu dire à j'ai eu juste peur.”(2)
Sora started talking rapidly in french once more then froze after his sentence. Right, not everyone spoke French in Japan or in the world. Clearing his throat and thinking for a moment Sora found his other words.
“S-Sorry, I was just scared and running I did not see you.”
Sora spoke, blushing in embarrassment for speaking in French, and for his noticeable accent. Yes he was embarrassed for his accent but hey he hadn’t been to Japan for a while okay? It wasn’t really his fault…well yes actually it was but whatever.
(1)*Hello? Is anybody here? Anyone?* (2)*Oh my god, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to I was just so scared.*
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Nov 18, 2008 21:31:01 GMT -8
Alas, another boring day for the likes of the awesome and down-right amazing Shiyoku Genshin. He couldn’t understand it! He was a high-schooler looking for love! He should have a whole anime series based around him, but no… Nothing seemed to happen to him, and it down-right annoying! Shiyoku! Star of the highest ranking Shoujo series! Or Shiyoku the world famous romance writer staring in a series derived from one of his own books! It seemed so perfect to him, and yet the world was not compliant with his simple demands. How boring. How Blasé. How… All those words he didn’t know.
Said bluenette walked around the park, trying to find the perfect place to sit and start writing his next masterpiece, or maybe a key spot for a nice nap… He sighed, the park was just too crowded for any sorts of things like that. Shiyoku found his eyes drawn to the small densely wooded area, not too many people liked to trample through the foliage, so this must be his big chance to find the perfect place! With the perfect ambience, perfect leaves, perfect people for which he could write about. Shiyoku nearly squealed at the thought. He rounded a corner, hiding behind a few trees, before trampling into the underbrush. But not without getting hit in the face with a branch first. Damnit, this is the kinda thing that happened to Shiyoku, not finding the right leading lady, not being involved in crazy adventure… No… He got hit in the face with branches, as he trampled through bushes for some GOD FORSAKEN REASON. But enough about that.
Shiyoku breathed a sigh of relief, there was a small clear patch. IT WAS ABSO-TIVELY PERFECTO! He gave himself a high-five before sitting on the small patch of grass. All around him was trees, though if he looked hard enough, he was sure he could see some people wandering around on the trails. It pleased him that the trees blocked out at least most of the sounds of the city. He slipped his notebook from his cleverly hidden fanny-pack, and began scribbling his opening lines. Once upon a time… No, no… Too obvious. On the planet of Zarcross, in the star year 4812, Richardo… No… Too out there… Shiyoku sighed, clutching his notebook to his chest, and laying down in the small space the clearing permitted. This was so not going as planned. He closed his eyes, hoping maybe it would help him to picture a better setting than the planet Zarcross… But alas, all he managed was to fall asleep.
At some point in his dreams, Shiyoku began to panic, he experienced a falling feeling as soared over the clouds. He woke with a fright, sitting up straight, panic-stricken.
“Holy shit…” He said, very poetically, holding his heart in an attempt to quall it’s rapid beating, he looked around… Either he was on crack, or he was still dreaming, because the forest looked a lot different suddenly… His small clearing has went “PHA-BUH” and become GIANT for some apparent reason. And was Shiyoku to blame for this? No… No he was not… But none the less the boy stood shakily, “hello?” He called softly, looking around for a possible sign of non-plant life.
“IF ANYONE IS IN THE VICINITY OF ME PLEASE SPEAK UP OR I WILL COME FIND YOU MYSELF!” Shiyoku‘s screaming…That usually got people’s attention. Now all there was left to do was… Walk straight into the forest. Yes… That sounded like a good plan if Shiyoku ever heard one. He walked forward, keeping his notebook in his hand, hopefully he’d find his true love somewhere in this forest… Shh… There is always a chance!
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Dec 5, 2008 1:25:03 GMT -8
Kukai stopped in the middle of his tracks when he heard some one yelling, “The rest of the chosen are coming.” He said with a hint of distain in his voice. Which made the already puzzled Strabimon -Who had nearly bashed into Kukai at the sudden lack of movement- blink in confusion. Kukai looked up at the sky for only a moment, then he began walking towards where he had previously heard the voice.
Strabimon looked up at his partner and frowned slightly. “You’re not going to kill him or anything, right?” Strabimon asked but received no answer, this might have worried any ‘normal’ Digimon, but not Strabimon, oh no, Strabimon was far from being normal. Making a weird face Strabimon ventured in front of Kukai, whom Strabimon noted like very unamuzed at the moment. Strabimon’s mouth began to water as he thought of how deliciously cute Kukai looked when he was pouting with his arms crossed.
~Short I know but I honestly couldn’t think, because I fall sometimes as a writer.~
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Post by Sangsue on Dec 5, 2008 2:35:54 GMT -8
"Dev?" "Yes?" devidramon answers "Where are we?" Loki asks as he opens his eyes from a nap on her shoulder. Looking down he notices she's on foot instead of in flight. "minor detour, I'm hungry" she replies with a grin on her face "ah" he replies as he stretches and starts to climb down her leg. "No no no, you need rest, lay back down, read that thing of yours" she said in a demanding motherly tone "My book? I've read it 6 times since I've been here, its getting old, and plus, i need my exercise too" he retorted as his foot touched ground. They walk for a bit in silence until there was disturbance in the dark quiet forest. "Who's there?" Loki shouted But there was no reply, silence combed over the area with an eerie breeze "Stay here" Dev demanded, but as usual, Loki just scoffed at her caution and continued to walk ahead of her. As soon as she was about to enforce her warning "FOOOOOOOODS!!!!?!?!?!?" A crazed digimon came gallivanting out from the shadows like it was on crack "FOOOOOD!!!!!" it shouted with a hint of demented excitement "What The Fuck O .o" Loki wasn't sure whether too be worried, or to feel bad for the thing. But as he came to the conclusion that it's intentions weren't good in any form it was too late. "HAHAHAHA" it cackled while lunging at his face. But at the last moment. . . THWACK!!! It got bitch slapped by dev right into a tree "I told you stay back damnit!" she's grumbled as she used her crimson claw at the earth to cause a distraction as she grabbed Loki and shot off into the air. "What the hell, we could have taken that thing mom, damn it, . ..i hate running" Loki crawled from her claw to her shoulder were he sat to sulk. He'd called her that so many time before she thought nothing of it. "You need some rest, I'll have something to eat when you wake" Slowly, Loki drifted off back into a deep sleep. As he slept, Dev sought her way to a canyon where he could take cover as she scavenged for something to nourish the both of them.
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Dec 5, 2008 2:42:04 GMT -8
Looking at the insane boy who apparently liked to scream Ayame frowned “I am not a kidnapper.” She said in a rather upset tone of voice. “Why would I be, I’m good looking and naturally talented. I don’t need to go around kidnapping boys for what ever reason.” Ayame said in her most stuck up tone. Ayame had just recently spent a whole week alone with her mother, whom had obviously been the cause of such a pride boost.
Shaking her head Ayame thought for a moment “Kidnapped you say…” she said quietly as she rubbed her chin. “That would make sense, your cute I’m cute…THE KIDNAPPERS MUST LOVE CUTE THINGS!” she declared quite loudly. “Yes, and now that they have us in this forest they’re going to hunt us down, rape us, and then most likely murder us.” A matter of fact kind of tone could be detected in Ayame’s voice all through out that sentence.
”I don’t want to die!!!” Ayame cried out after she fell to her knees. “Wait…I don’t think kidnappers usually form giant holes to kidnap people…” Ayame said talking to her self for over a minute now. “And even if they could, I’m sure the media would alert people about it. I mean honestly, beware of kidnappers that kidnap people by forming giant holes that make you fall for a minute until you fall asleep. I think I would have heard of that” Shaking her head Ayame wipped away the last of her tears, and got to her feet.
~ I really have to stop reading Alice in Wonderland~
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Dec 7, 2008 16:34:25 GMT -8
Koichi merely growled, and stomped through the bush, away from the annoying girl. Seriously, who the hell did that cretin this she was? She wasn’t even near the same level he was, and yet she saw it upon herself to try and hurt him. This would warrant for some serious repercussions any other time, but Koichi knew it was in his best interest to follow the only other human being they had seen here. He looked back over his shoulder, the girl was still standing in the same place, looking confused. “Hurry the hell up, idiot. Just as I am sure you want to be left alone in a foreign territory, I am sure that having you with me would be beneficial to both of us.” He turned his head forwards again, and continued walking.
“I would much rather you be eaten by whatever creature could inhabit these forest.” He said more to himself than anything. Koichi truly didn’t care for this human’s life, she wasn’t anything exceptional, although how annoying she was might count. (And since I am lazy, I’mma just make Saru’s post in Koichi’s post.)
Saru sighed, before starting after the annoying man. She silently hoped that his stupid boots would be ruined by the effort of walking. She glared holes in his quickly departing back, as she struggled through the underbrush, seriously, why did the guys have it easier moving through this shit then she did?!
Koichi could have cracked a smile hearing the other girls curses as she stumbled along behind him. She was probably getting scratches on her legs or something. The thought amused Koichi, as he stumbled upon a quite peculiar scene.
“You there, Buffoon! Who is this man, and why is he dressed like an ape?” He called out to the silver haired idiot, he had been tracking. Maybe this fool was in league with the people who brought him and the wretched monkey girl here? His hand itched to have some sort of weapon, in case a fight was on it’s way. Koichi wasn’t one for fisticuffs, cheating was always more his style. But then again, the two fools, the smarter seeming of the pair trapped beneath the other’s butt, didn’t seem that much of a threat. And plus, it would be almost a fair fight, since he had the female idiot with him.
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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Dec 7, 2008 18:01:43 GMT -8
Looking up at the black haired boy from before, Teiji gave a stupid grin then looked back at Apemon who seemed to be lacking oxygen or some thing. ‘Oh well’ Teiji thought ‘Monkey’s don’t need air. Or was that fish…’ Watching Apemon die was kind of funny “Ahahaha, he’s making funny noises!”
Apemon’s eye started to twitch ‘I really shouldn’t have agreed to be his partner…’ he thought as his face began to turn a rather lovely shade of purple quite different it’s normal shade of blue. ‘I’m going to die because I jumped the gun, that’s quite ironic…’ Apemon thought before closing his eyes. Apemon was about to embrace death until he felt the large mass get off of him. Inhaling deeply Apemon looked and saw a sight as cool as can be.
Teiji got up and looked down at Apemon, he soon offered his hand to help his new friend out. A break through the trees allowed a beam of light to come down and gently wash across Teiji. “Sorry buddy” Teiji murmured rubbing the back of his head with the other hand as he smiled like a carefree fool.
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Post by Sitarave on Dec 7, 2008 21:16:33 GMT -8
Making an awkward face, Denki seemed to think about the situation for a moment as well. Well this girl did have a point, why would she be a kidnapper, I mean she was pretty and way too stuck up to probably be able to even think of something as clever as a giant kidnapping scheme. Or maybe she was like one of those hidden brainiac kids who were amazingly smart but acted like they were idiots, like Jessica Simpson! Taking in a quite breath, Denki looked down towards the beaten ground, the grass beneath his feet seemed to be worn away at, proving as a sign that people or creatures had walked this path before. That was odd, if they were in the middle of nowhere, or what looked to be the middle of nowhere shouldn’t there not be any used paths around here? Sure deer had their own little paths that they often used but what about his one? It look much more used than any other deer path Denki had seen before, it was almost like it was a human path, a man made path. Looking back up towards the girl, Denki tilted his head to the side in cute manner before opening his mouth to speak, but unfortunately he was cut off by the girl’s screams. Now he knew how others felt when he did that.
It took Denki a moment to completely realize what she had just declared and when he did happen to realize what she said, the most Denki thing slipped out of his mouth. “Are you on freaking’ crack? And if so can I have some?” Denki almost burst out laughing, he rubbed the back of his head, wheezing in slightly, though her theory did make sense, on beloved drugs or not. “Well you do have a point there, what if this is just their sick game that they’re playing? Maybe they used date rape to get us here? Maybe that’s why I can’t remember anything, it would make sense, it’s happened to me before … I think.” Denki almost grumbled that last part, placing his pointer finger on his bottom lip, almost pouting as he seemed to ponder about this situation a moment longer. He was cute, she was cute, and together they would be the most perfect kids to ever rape or have you way with, so why leave to cute kids in a forest alone? There were no video camera, or even any people near by so what the hell was going on?
“Well either way I don’t think we’re going to die, I mean why would kidnappers leave people in a forest? Sure it could be some sick game, but wouldn’t people be around to make sure we didn’t leave? We’re smart we could easily figure out how to get out of this place if we really tried.” Denki spoke, putting his hands on his hips in a very feminine manner as he looked around one last time, a small smirk forming across his pale face. He was becoming cocky with this whole situation to tell the truth. “Or, we’re going to be killed in a torturous way, maybe some sadistic bastards kidnapped us, what if they like to watch us suffer, maybe it pleasures them when they see it.” A grim look passed along Denki’s face as he looked around, a dark laugh coming from his chest before he ran a hand through his hair. Several thoughts swept through his deranged head before his mind seemed to settle on one emotion; happiness. ”But at least we won’t die alone! I’m Denki by the way!” Denki chirped happily waving to the blonde girl happily, smiling brightly. He was seriously weird.
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Dec 10, 2008 22:25:14 GMT -8
Shiyuko stumbled along on his merry way, humming to himself a new pop love song he had heard on the radio that morning. He wrote down notes on such a lovely romantic setting, but he was still confused. How long had been in the dramatic land of dreams? Long enough for someone to plant an entire forest around him? Well... Shiyoku was a pretty deep sleeper. Another possibility was that he was transported back in time, and he was going to meet his ancestors, and write some epic love story that was famous in his time! Ah yeah, that did sound like something he would enjoy... But the laws of time were a bit sketchy to him, was it really plausible to travel in time? He scribbled something in his notebook. Remember to look up Time Travel... He pause for a moment, as if to think, and then scribbled another line. Remind mom to cook that DELICIOUS cake again, oh, and once again try and find true love.
Shiyoku smiled, slipping his notebook back into it's rightful fanny back place. This was such an adventure, and he was excited. Maybe he finally got so swept up in writing, that he actually fell into one of his stories! Oh! That would be so magical! Nearly slipping on a root, Shiyoku continued his trample through the foliage. It was strange, he didn't see any animals, even in the park squirrels were a common sight. And he didn't ear any familiar birds. There was a strange and quiet foreboding feeling permeating through the forest, and it just seemed to add to the thrill for Shiyoku. He had never visited a place like this, save for the magical trips he took in his dreams.
Shiyoku's smile grew wider, as he finally spotted a familiar sight. A yellow butterfly was hovering over a curiously shaking bush. If there was one thing Shiyoku loved as much as romance, it would be Butterflies. He continued a bit faster, finding a slightly worn in trail, like a deer trail. This made things much easier, as he got closer to the cute yellow Butterfly. But it seemed spooked, it flew off in a strange Not-Quite-Butterfly-like way.
"No, halt little Butterfly! Comeback! I just want to be your friend! Maybe you can lead me out of here, and to some form of populous!" He called after it, to his surprise, it seemed to pause for a second, before continuing forward. Shiyoku gracelessly booked it after the Butterfly, but lost sight of it, much to his own chagrin. He continued walking sullenly, but his moping was interrupted dramatically. His foot slipped, and he found himself break through the wall of trees in a messy tumble. What he saw could've turned his blue hair white, and made him wet himself at the same time. He was at the top of a cliff! And not slowing down! He scrambled to grasp on to the roots of the trees, as his body slipped over the edge. As long as he could hold on, he was safe.
"HEEEEELP! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP!! I AM FALLING OFF A CLIFF, AND I CAN'T GET UP!" He called desperately, trying to find a foot hold for his feet. "PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"
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Post by Sangsue on Dec 11, 2008 19:52:29 GMT -8
"Wow" That was the only word that could come to Aiko’s mind as she looked at her surroundings. Flowers seemed to blossom until the end of the world and the trees seemed to never stop growing. Everything was just so big and beautiful. "I think I took too many this time." Aiko looked around and noticed her bag had been opened and appeared as though some one rummaged through it; nothing seemed to be missing besides a candy bar, so she didn't think much of it.
"Hello?!" Aiko shouted in the hopes someone would hear her and come to her rescue by pointing her to the nearest phone seeing how there seemed to be little to no reception in the area. After a moment of waiting for a reply but hearing nothing she sighed, wait, not even a birds chirp? "This is getting kind of creepy. . . oh god, now I’m talking to myself…" "Awe, I thought you were talking to me" something replied with a whimper. Startled by the sudden voice, Aiko jumped and looked around frantically, but she couldn't see anyone. "Umm, hello? Who's there?" she asked with caution. Then out of nowhere a ball of fluff with wings landed on her head from the tree above. "I'm here" the ball replied "My names Patamon, what’s yours?" It took Aiko a moment to shout before she shook off the thing that had landed on her head not only a moment ago. Aiko then proceeded to run to her bag before tripping, falling face first. While she was gathering herself, Patamon slowly hovered over, Aiko’s eyes grew wide when she finally noticed him over head, then grew even wider when she realized how cute it was. "Wow, I made such a big fuss over you? Hah, what are you?"
As Patamon went into his story of the digital world, and how he's been waiting for her, because she needs to help him save the world Aiko gathered her things, packed up her bag, and began to ask random questions such as "Is there any water around here?" Patamon began to walk and she followed. After his tale was told, she was so confused; who knew such a small thing could tell such an elaborate story. "Are there more of you?" she asked as she wet her face by the lake, where they had just set up a mini camp near. "Oh yeah! Loads!" Patamon replied "All as nice as you?" Aiko asked jokingly "No, there are some really angry and mean ones too" he replied as he turned over and went to sleep. Needless to say, Aiko couldn't sleep, but she eventually got some rest when she passed out from exhaustion.
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Post by Sitarave on Dec 12, 2008 20:22:42 GMT -8
This was becoming all too confusing for Sora’s small mind, well ‘compacted mind’. Originally there had been a boy lying on what appeared to be a monkey like creature having some troubles with breathing, but for some reason now other people were popping out of no where it was like whack-a-mole but he wasn’t hitting these people. Sora stayed on put on where he was on the ground, his hands behind him giving him some support as he stared up to the gathering scene above him. This was all too overwhelming, first he was dragged here by some magical way, and now here he was, staring up as a mob of people, who Sora had no idea were, it was all too odd. But then again, before he had come here, something weird had been happening to him, he just, couldn’t remember what it was. All Sora could remember was that he was leaving work; it was dark, and then nothing. Furrowing his eyebrows together, Sora thought for a moment, his mind reeling attempting to figure out what had happened to him. In the middle of his thoughts, it hit him.
“Goodnight Sora, be safe okay! I don’t want to have to deal with Denki again, I’m still recovering y’know!”
A loud but friendly voice called out to the smaller red haired boy as he walked out onto the dark street, he turned around giving a bright smile and a friendly wave, his features were girly and could have been mistaken for as a girl easily, much like one could right now as he wore his black form fitting jacket and black pants. “Sei, you know he doesn’t mean to hurt people.” Sora laughed, his voice ringing in the air for a brief moment. The two said their brief good-byes before the door to the bar was shut, the strobe lights off along with the neon sign, and the young bartender headed home. Though he wasn’t home in Paris, Sora still found a job here in Tokyo allowing him to continue his bartending skills even when away from his home bar. A sadden look came upon the girly-boys face as he thought of the familiar streets of Pair, a small sigh escaping his lips before his bright eyes looked back up from the ground, and onto the path ahead of him.
Nuzzling his face into the scarf he had borrowed from his brother, Sora almost hid the lower half of his face underneath the black and white striped scarf from the cold air that nipped at his nose and cheeks, at this point, they were pink and rosy from the chilly air. It had all in all been a slow night, for some reason not many people wanted to come out and party or have a good time with their friends, though Sora was used to nights like these, and by tomorrow night things would be back to normal, and people would be crowding around his little neon bar, asking for drinks, advice, and for his phone number. And no matter how hard Sora tried, he couldn’t not be friendly to these people, unlike Denki would have probably punched their faces in if they even suggested giving them his phone number they were always polar opposites, Sora was forgiving, while Denki hated everyone and anyone forever.
Giving his surroundings a brief glance, Sora quickly tuned down onto a smaller road, going for his normal faster route home, sure it was darker but there was nothing here to really be afraid of. Rubbing the back of his head, Sora ruffled his hair slightly giving it a messy feel as he turned another corner. The small street was almost like an alley, and yet not, there were still doors to houses and other roads leading to other streets, and yet it was lit only by a few streetlights. It was when he turned that corner when he decided he would go another way. A small group of men were huddled around each other laughing and slurring their words together, Sora knew these types all too well, they were those who liked to drink and find ‘fun’ after they drink, yes he had encountered them before but that was in Paris where there were people everywhere at every time, this was different. Hopefully they would just not notice him so he wouldn’t have to put up with them, but unfortunately Sora wasn’t the lucky twin, that would have been Denki. “Hey, pretty little thing, come here!” The slurred words of a man were probably the most disgusting thing in the world. Ignoring the men, Sora continued on his way, figuring out in his head what other way could get him home, well he could always just go the way he ca-“HEY! We were talking to you!” That surprised him. Not the fact that they were screaming but the fact that someone had grabbed him from behind and pulled him into their chest.
Letting out a small yell, the man that held him looked down towards the small boy grinning seeing the look of shock in Sora’s eyes. “Hello there, why don’t you talk to us?” The man had alcohol staining his breath, and yet his speech was fine ‘Heavy weight’ Sora thought, those were the kinds Sora normally didn’t mind but right now, he didn’t want to deal with them. “Laissez s'il vous plaît vont de moi, je ne vous connais pas. Aussi je ne vous parle pas parce que je n'aime pas d'hommes ivres.”(1) Sora spoke calmly, his most comfortable language coming out instead of the local language, unfortunately, talking in French only made things worse for him. “My my my, a little foreign flower.” The man smirked burrowing his face into Sora’s neck, earning a growl of disgust from the French boy.” Dégoûtant.(2)” Sora hissed before elbowing the man in the gut, earning a grunt of pain from him before he jolted off, earning yells from all of the men. It wasn’t long before he heard gaining footsteps behind him, cursing to himself Sora sped up going into his track sprint quickly, gaining distance from the men. It was when he turned the corner that it happened, he fell, and panicked. He attempted to grab something but he just seemed to keep on falling and falling and then everything went black.
Wincing slightly at his memory Sora pouted, curling his legs up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them carefully as he looked up towards the small gathering group. “Tant de personnes.”(3) Sora muttered quietly to himself as he watched the loud man in black almost scream pretty much, it was at this point he decided he didn’t like that man.
{Please let go of me, I do not know you. Also I do not talk to you because I do not like drunken men.(1) Disgusting(2) So many people(3)}
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