[b]Human Character Sheet[/b]

[b]Name:[/b] Melissa Everton
[b]Age:[/b] 19
[b]Physical Description:[/b] 
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[b]Important items:[/b] A much loved, old hat. An Album of faded photographs. A camera covered in old stickers. A bag of forgotten tools.

[b]Short Bio:[/b] That which has broken cannot be so easily repaired. No matter how much you try, a vase once shattered cannot be restored no matter how much gold you fill the cracks with. A shining star who lit up the lives of those around her, until that evening star set for the first and final time.

A girl who once stood to bear a bright future, a child who lived for the sake of the love she felt, an open heart who's only desire was to save those around her, most especially her beloved younger sister. Was it any wonder that a child like that would decide to become a doctor? To spend her life saving those around her and bring but a little more light to the darkest times of people's lives. 

But everything fell apart. Her beloved sister, the centre of her world suddenly fell sick, the girl who inspired her to save others, became the one life she could never save. No matter how many books she read, no matter how many exams she aced, she could not cure the incurable, and her world broke like a vase pushed from a shelf. 

Her loving heart shattered, her family incapable of picking up the pieces left behind, and her dreams became nothing other than a waking nightmare. What use is there in saving others... When you cannot save those who truly matter? All she had left was an old hat her sister once loved, and a collection of pictures, her heart inscribed for her to gaze upon, yet unable to truly repair. 

Isolated and trapped within her own broken self, living only for the shining light of a screen and the flickering of those pictures held gently in her fingers, her bright future became an overcast shadow, until a ray of light came through. A message which promised her a new purpose, and perhaps an opportunity to save herself, if not anyone else.

[B]Personality:[/b] A loving heart clouded by melancholy. An outstretched hand cracked and mended. A sad smile as she aims to support those around her, yet even then momentary rays of her original self shine through. She might never be the shining star she once was, but her light can chart a path for others to find their own dreams.

[b]Skills:[/b] A deep knowledge of medicine and pharmaceuticals, a girl who once dreamt of being a great doctor, yet whose fingers slipped before she could truly grasp that star.  
Photography, to retain a dream and etch it for all to see.
An empathetic heart to reach out to others, even as she conceals her own self. 
A NEET's encyclopaedia, a wide range of random facts and knowledge from time spent isolating herself.



[b]Digimon Character Sheet[/b]

[b]Name:[/b] DORUmon
[b]Nickname:[/b] Ruru
[b]Age:[/b] ???
[b]Physical Description:[/b] 
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[b]Type:[/b] Data?
[b]Short Bio:[/b] A corpse who refuses to die. A digimon who lives for the sake of love, and refuses to rest until she meets it. A broken, flawed beast who's digicore was damaged beyond repair, yet even still rejects her end and continues on through sheer force of obsession. A puppet pulling her own strings, following an absent heart in search of one who might fix her. And who one day, encountered a being who seemed so similar, yet so different to what she had become and simply decided to follow it, in search of the destiny she felt was inevitable.

[B]Personality: [/b] Fundamentally broken. A digimon who should love as fiercely as the thunder, and feel as deeply as the heavens. Even in this state, that love and passion occasionally shine through, lightning breaking the everdeepening clouds, yet for most of the time, she is but a hollow puppet. A machine operating itself even as it falls apart, a doll who searches for love and will fulfil any wish, any desire to reach that point. Less a living being, less a digimon and more a function, an equation ever solving for an inevitable answer.

[b]Powers:[/b] Metal Cannon - Fires an iron sphere from its mouth.
               Dash Metal - Fires an iron sphere even while charging, although it's more powerful if it fires after standing still and accumulating power
               Hyper Dash Metal - A high-speed tackle that sends shockwaves through its opponent
               Metal Shoot - Emits a small blast from the mouth

[b]Future Evolutions:[/b] DEX_DORUgamon -> DEX_DORUguremon -> DEX_DORUguramon (Broken path - The doll solving for the solution to love, an empty shell searching for the love she knows she should be overflowing with)
                         Nefertimon -> Shutumon -> Junomon / Hysteric Mode (Natural path - should her love shine brighter than her fractures. A dream she wishes to reach out to, yet inevitably falls short when the broken pieces fail to fall into place)