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STATUS: Brain is mush. The Urge to Read ROLEPLAYs is OVERWHELMING. 9 mos ago
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Kimura, ItorI
Location:Gateway
Current Emotions: Confusion, by Extreme amount
Itori was basically busy in her room, as she currently sat at the desk reading an action manga idly. It was only three in the evening for her as she looked at the clock on her nightstand next to her idly. The pinkette sighed to herself as she looked back at the comic. She loved the action scenes while reading the Soul Eater Manga; she always wondered how Maka and Soul worked together so well despite their differences. But she looked at the wall, eying the poster that was taken from when she was qualifying for the BMX tournament, it left her thinking back to before the incident, and her now slightly numb limb of her leg, subconsciously touching the brace on her knee at the mere memory of the incident that ended her potential career of becoming a young pro.
She eyed the book, having realized she had finally finished reading Soul Eater Book Seven as she picked it up. Pushing herself off her chair, slightly limping as her healed leg still didn't like responding as well as it used to. Making a somewhat moderately slow and somewhat steady walk towards the bookshelf across the moderately sized room, placing the finished manga in the "finished" section of the bookshelf, and turning at the "Needs to read" section, seeing Katekyo Hitman Reborn, with its first five books, alongside the rest of Soul Eater, Gachiakuta, and Trigun Manga Series. She pulled out book one of Reborn! Manga, as it seems today, was nothing important but to read anyway, as she stepped back from the shelf and to the desk.
But before she could even open any of the books, Fate had another plan for her. The teenager, hearing this static in her ears, as it seemed everything in her vision turned white. It all felt odd, like the weirdest thing to happen to her. As if this wasn't enough of a problem for her, she felt like falling, like actually falling or flying? and with all of this suddenly going on, it was disorienting for her.
All of that was soon gone as the scenery had changed instead of her bedroom, and holding the book she was about to read. She fell onto the ground with a soft plop! like as if she were a rag doll. The pinkette gazes around absentmindedly of the unfamiliar space, where an Angel, Several Smaller creatures that uh kinda look like some animals she knows back home. She didn't exactly know, along the lines of humans here. The other fellow humans seem to be confused about this predicament as well. Itori can only blink twice at the Angel greeting them, and well, his name is Dominimon? Interesting name choice there. She looked at him, saying that it wasn't much time, but she really didn't get what was going on.
She pulled herself off her feet and stood up, and almost fell cause of her leg, but she managed. "I'm alright, Just.... Disoriented." Itori answered as she looked at the Blonde Boy.
It also didn't help with the fact that a Bat, or whatever, was basically saying something very angrily at Dominimon. It left her lost for a moment, but with the Jelly-like creature, who looks like a mascot out of a magical girl anime. And one she dearly wants to hug at the moment, cause of the cuteness factor, who gestured to the bat-thing as she shook her head. "I didn't. I'm as lost as you." Itori piped up.
Coltmon
Location: Gateway
Emotion Currently: Annoyance and Pride.
Coltmon was supposed to be training right now. He was. It was all to say. Training was the most prominent priority for him, and that was to become as strong as a General as strong as Sleipmon. But the funny thing was that a ball of fire literally appeared from above before crashing down into the ground, revealing the Colt-like digimon on the ground, with him getting up, looking around, confused. He didn't feel the welcoming heat of the outside or the shining rays of the desert sun, nor the sounds of other digimon around who were also training. Instead, there were a variety of digimon, including one that was not too long ago a Dokugumon, and a Digimon that was in literal digital pieces. Then there were the humanoid Digimon, dressed in clothing with fur on their heads, Odd Digimon, per se. His tail and left ear flicked as he looked around before looking at Dominimon whom who introduced himself to the odd group of Digimon.
But before he could say anything, it seemed that Demidevimon had a few colorful choice of words for Dominimon. Must've really disliked that guy, sounds laughable. But this was no laughing matter, him being among some weaklings. Utterly pathetic, and Dominimon had the gall to summon him in the middle of training, absolutely terrible choice for such an angelic Digimon. The Horse Digimon only let out a soft "Tch" with a muttered.
"Ugh⦠I can smell incompetence." his partially obscured eyes narrowed slightly in disgust at the mere sight of this. Seems like this is going to be fun.
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Number Fourteen, Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
Location: New York, The Rookery, Floor 5; War Department.
Theme Music: Avant (Accoustic Version)
She stood there in the lobby watching the others with a contented smile. For Fourteen, it was an interesting dynamic firsthand to see almost all the numbers and their handlers together here. Seven was just there, wearing her mask, and it left with Fourteen's curiosity about the mask. She really wanted to take it off, but she isn't going against Dolittle at the moment. Besides, she already has to deal with a headache like hers, which will cause the tiniest bit of trouble if given a chance. Twelve was just an energetic ball for an older sibling; she couldn't help but wonder what ran through her mind. Five's here, he tried to touch two's heart only to get threatened by a knife from two's own handler. Sucks to be him.
Thirteen's here. Her big brother! She kinda was happy to see him. He didn't seem to say much as that's a bummer. Eight's here and so is Nine! Well Nine said hello, so Fourteen gave a wave back.
It was in this due time. The Archbishop was here. She heard Dolittle's footsteps approaching her side and his stare with a little plead "not to do something stupid, as it's very important" type look. By the time these two reached inside the war room along with the others. From the sounds of this meeting, Both Four and two were killed along with Four's own handler. Fourteen left out a little pout before sighing.
"Man and here I thought, Four and Two were like supposed to be one of the stronger ones." Fourteen spoke, and it earned a slight cough in the background from Dolittle. But from the other numbers chiming up including about the artifact and light. From awarance of them talking about Two's abilities and with a couple of Handlers whom as she sighed. "But that's a little weird, now I think about it. Command on accelerating the talk, and then things get cut. Call that peculiar thing, It sounds like something I want to figure out."
She eyed Dolittle's direction as it seems the latter was focused on the meeting at hand. She let out a sigh.
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9 mos ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Number Fourteen, Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
Location: New York. Morning Hours, A Reunion Among Numbers.
Interaction: [Everyone]
Currently Playing: Joule's Wish
Fourteen wished she had more time in Spain. Poor, Poor lass had enjoyed the sights, the adventure, and the fun of it all in Spain. Despite the unholy amount of violence she committed while in Spain, and Dolittle stopping her so they can leave, and that explosion earlier. She huffed at the thought, as he was such a party pooper about them leaving, as things were just getting started. The young-looking Promised Child looked out of the windows, staring at the passing buildings out of impatience. The plane ride was fun earlier, except for Dolittle trying to stop her from crashing the plane cause of her overwhelming curiosity. It was a fun journey from there with nothing else to note.
Clad currently in a dark dress with light red ruffles, and white and red stockings with the finishing touches of her short-heeled Mary Janes. It was a bit dusty, but she didn't mind.
What's on her mind right now is the excitement to meet her older siblings; her leg thumped against the floorboard of the vehicle as she was impatient, as it was steadily getting louder from the clack of her heeled Mary Janes. "Fourteen, calm down... Don't want to exhaust yourself... or break something... by accident." The older handler called out to her, interrupting her excitement. Her crimson eyes lay on the older male across from her, his grey eyes a bit stern, like an older brother, as his arms were crossed, as he was dressed in that familiar dark suit. Important or not, she couldn't keep her own excitement away as the leg shaking grew less erratic.
"Why should I stay calm? I'm meeting my siblings, it's been a while... I think..? Since I'd seen them... I don't know, Whatever!" Fourteen answered, crossing her arms as she thought. Her memory isn't exactly great, especially about her siblings, as they're vague and fuzzy. While thinking her ears shifted into more fox-like flicking in tandem with her thinking. It's hard to say for her as she knows she hasn't seen her older "siblings" in a while, but it sucks she didn't remember much about them. But it's a good thing she gets to see the other numbers. She wonders how they'll feel about little fourteen and if they've missed her. They probably did right?
But as the vehicle neared the rookery, both ears perked up at the sound of outcries. Protests of fear and terror, and she could put is outrage from them. Sounds like that's one fun crowd, but she looked away from the window for a moment, her ears drooping, matching her slight hesitation. Honest here, she's also a little nervous about meeting her siblings, as she doesn't know what she'll say, and she wants to make a cool entrance. The question is, how would she do it? She can't exactly make an entrance by transforming, which would cause a ruckus and reprisal by the higher-ups and Dolittle, which is a headache she didn't want. It would even mean she'll be in timeout for a while. And Timeout sucks. She really didn't like timeout. But she thought of ways of making some sort of cool entrance; most of the ideas that came didn't stick.
"Fourteen your ears," Dolittle called out, his tone soft, snapping her out of her thoughts completely as her leg completely stopped shaking. The little girl immediately patted her head as her ears just went back to normal, and she sheepishly chuckled, quite embarrassed of almost going out without hiding her ears, as that would've landed her in trouble.
"Oops!~ Silly me."
"Don't cause any trouble, Fourteen, and please keep your curiosity in check...." Dolittle warned cautiously as the vehicle made it stop at the rookery. She let out a laugh with a confident grin. "You know I don't cause any trouble, Dolittle. After all, I'm just a little angel~"
"Yeah, right angel... More like a little demon," he retorts. By the looks of it, Dolittle couldn't hold back a smile as he ruffled her hair, earning a giggle.
But Fourteen was going to try to keep the promise, as her curiosity was almost always getting the better of her, aside from her hunger. Both exited the vehicle and made their way towards the inside of the Rookery, with the others already filing their way inside. To say she was excited to be here was an understatement, as she was beaming on the inside with joy despite her face seemingly giving away that she had no thoughts at the moment. Despite that it was important to know there was a reason for her and her siblings to be together along with their handlers, it was another layer of being on your best behavior. With him already reminding her that not too long ago, it's time to shove that curiosity down for some time.
Inside was less like a church and more like one of those government buildings. She knows there is some slight religiousness here; her shoes make a slight sound on the floor as her eyes look around, soaking up all the details as much as she wants. Looks like there are the scanners, the guards with some nifty guns, the bunch of paintings, and that pretty statue. The small sound of the scanners announced both Fourteen's and Dolittle's entrance in the rookery. She didn't care about the sound as it was busy, as it looked like the staff was doing stuff and working hard, as her eyes scoured around for anything else of interest for her.
The staff and other agents were around, some paid no heed to Fourteen, some had evident disdain for her. She didn't pay any heed, as from the looks of things, there were already some others here. From the look of things, there were some people already here from that guy in a trench coat with a cold look in his eyes; he must have some issues on his hands at the moment, which left a guess that he's probably a handler to a number. There's a white haired number and her handler talking to another girl with pink hair, that's a clown? Or something? carrying a beating heart in a jar. Which she had a feeling was a number. Her guess it might be two.
"Hello everyone! Itβs so nice to see you all. I promised Dolittle, I wonβt cause any troubleβ¦ unless something happens."
Fourteen just curtsies in the middle of the lobby afterwards, like it's nothing much, as she was being polite. But saying that aloud was enough to get looks from most staff, from bewilderment to surprise; it was also fun to catch those kinds of expressions from them. She had a feeling Dolittle was holding in the urge to facepalm from that antic. But Fourteen here didn't care it she just thought it would be a cool way to make an entrance like that, as she may not keep that promise. She strayed away from her handler, minding her own business, and may get to strike up a conversation with a fellow number.
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I love them, and in comparison with some of the others? This wouldnβt be all too hard for me to manage through the roleplay. The Wolf in Sheepβs Clothing is approved, get with me when you have some time to talk about this ball of sunshineβs handler.
lol, Tbh I almost Lugunica-fied her in personality. Cause her ability was basically inspired by said character.
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I'd changed my mind, getting 14. Tbh, I always wondered if I could play a very troublesome character. It was fun to make the ability, but lmk if too OP....
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There are more than just 12. It's just that only the initial 12 are mentioned on the first post.
Numbers 13 and 14 are also mentioned on the initial* post. Not sure if it goes further than 14 though. Might be better to ask Haha tbh
Alr.
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