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Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

God, I can't even believe we are having this conversation:

"The idea that the Japanese Government could cover up an event this big is unfathomable, that's stupid... But the tiny little monsters that were designed by a guy that looks like Jesus and can immediately go from tiny little talking head to 30 foot tall gladiator dragon, that's perfectly legit."

As far as I'm concerned, realism went out the window a while ago.

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

Psyker Landshark said
But...superheroes aren't a secret in Marvel. At all.

Actually, in the beginning, the Fantastic Four was supposed to be secret, so were the X-men... And the Hulk... and most of the other Super Heroes. They started off with the Government trying to deny their existance.

Again, do you think it's smart for a Government to come out to their public and say. "So yeah... We just found out that any and all electronic devices contain monsters that can come out at any time and any place, some are small with big sharp claws, and some are the size of a skyscraper and have more teeth than the entire Osmand family... Good luck!" There would be mass hysteria, rioting in the streets as people accept the fact that they are boned and it's only a matter of time, instead, they create a safe little bubble of ignorance that the public can live in, blissfully unaware that, in the grand scheme of things, they are just Happy Meals on legs.

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

Fish of Oblivion said
So. Ganon. Just decided to read your edited OP.When did we discuss Digimon being kept secret? , everyone here was under the impression that Digimon wouldn't be able to be kept secret after the Tokyo event.

I was thinking of them being a secret in the way that Superheroes are a secret in Marvel, and ATLAS acting as S.H.I.E.L.D. They exist, most people accept that they exist, but there are always the non-believers.

The Transreality War: Ship-Based Sci-Fi Multiverse RP

Transfered from the PMs.

|Ship Name: Culling of Prospero
|Universe of Origin: Warhammer 40K
|Method of Transfer: The will of Malal, the Choas God of Anarchy
|Damage sustained during transfer/current supplies: Significant Damage to the Lance cannons, Significant Damage to Weapon Batteries, Significant damage to Armour-bay (Warhound Krakatoa suffered critical damage, estimated repair time,1 year 3 months 21 days. Other vehicles received minimal damage.) Crew Quarters damaged (Light casualties sustained by astartes, luckily, their gene-seed was recovered.) Engines fully operational.
|Ship Specifications:
+Offensive Systems:
Dorsal Weapon Batteries X 5
Broadside Weapon Batteries X 16 (8 on each side)
Ventral Lance type anti-capital Ship Cannons X 4
Anti-Fighter Lance turrets X 25
Missile tubes X 10
+Defensive Systems
Void Shields
Thick Armour
+Auxiliary Systems
Self Sustaining Plasma reactor
Powerful Vox Caster system.
Warp Jump Engines
Powerful Sensors.
+Flight Systems
Multiple Hangars for launching Landing/Attack craft.
Drop Pod Launch bays
+Secondary Systems
Teleportarium
Stasis pods
Dreadnought Internment center
Small Manufactorum used by Master of the Force and his Techpriests
Chapel to the Immortal God Emperor.
Machine God temple (Doubles up as vehicle repair bay. Warhound Krakatoa stored here)
+Miscellaneous Specifications
Length: 2.5 KM
Width: 750M
Hight: 1.2KM
Crew Complement: 15,654 (285 Astartes, 2821 Guardsmen, 12,539 standard crewers and 9 Inquisitorial members)
+Current Flight Group:
15 Thunderhawk Gunships
30 Valkyrie Gunships
15 Storm Eagle Gunships
5 Caestus Assault Rams
20 Stormtalon Gunships
100 Drop pods
|Crew:
+Name: Kurn Wolfstalon
+Job: Azuriah (Serves as both Chapter-Master and Chief-Librarian.)
+Description: Reletively young by Chapter Master standards as he is barely 500 years old. Kurn was noted for his powerful Psyker powers when, his powers made themself clear at the age of 7 when he watched a Black Legion Aspiring Champion slaughter his mother, In response, his mind shreded the champion to red paste. His father, A commander in the Space Wolves, tried to have his son enlisted when the Inquisitions Black Ships arrived to have him drafted into the Grey Knights. The Space Wolves and Inquisition got into a shouting match and almost came to blows when an Inquisitor offered a compromise. Found a new chapter, that the boy would take command of when he was old enough. One that would hunt Daemons... The Space Wolves most hated enemies. Over the next 200 years, he was trained to use his psyker powers to their fullest. He has now been leading the Angels against the Thousand Sons in several successful campaigns. He wears hooded Terminator Armour with Metal Angel Wings on the back and an Iron Halo adorning it and is armed with a Force Staff and wrist mounted Psycannon.

+Name: Worf Wolfstalon
+Job: Prisoner
+Description: The brother of the Azuriah. He is 12 years older than his brother and was already in his training when his younger brother was taken by the Inquisition for training. Worf had minor psyker potential, but never enough to be noticed by the Inquisition. He was transfered to the Angels of Fenris when his brother became Chapter Master. During a recent raid on a Thousand Son base, he freed a captured Eldar Farseer that was to be ritually sacrificed to Slaanesh. Then they were ambushed, Worf was cut off from his team and had to escape with the Farseer. He was mortally wounded escaping. The Farseer foresaw him being of great importance to the defense of his craftworld... That, without him, the great enemy would consume the souls of them all. Vowing to not let that happen, he captured his soul in a Spirit Stone. His soul was then interned into a Wraithlord. Waking, he saw what he had become and immediately attempted suicide. Naturally, he was restrained and prevented from doing so. When the others tried to have the abomination killed, Worf was returned to the Angels by the Farseer, saying that he would return him on the condition that he wasn't killed. Worf now resides on the ship, restrained, begging all passersby to kill him. End his suffering as a Monstrosity. But, by Kurns honour, he cannot allow his brother to perish. He is now a Wraithlord that has been repainted in Angels of Fenris livery (Space Wolf Grey, Mephiston Red and Burnished Gold)

+Name: Viqtor Remly
+Job: Inquisitor
+Description: An Inquisitor in the Angels midst to keep an eye on them. He has a Servo-arm and uses a Blast Pistol and Daemon Blade, he also carries around a Tau Pulse rifle. He travels around with his own Death Cult.

The Death Cult

+Name: Bork Molgrak
+Job: Ninja
+Description: an Ogryn Bone'ead Blademaster, One of the few Psyker Ogryns and one that escaped the Black Ships... But only because they didn't bother to test the Ogryns. Born into the Death Cult when they read ancient texts about the Ogres of earth, they learned of the Ogre Maneater Ninja's of old. They were said to be deadly, so they raised Bork and trained him to become one. His fighting style is much like the Eldar Warp Spider's, using his Psyker abilities to teleport short distances after dropping a smoke bomb. When he was hired into the Inquisition, he was given the Bone'ead implants. Equipped with Smoke Bombs, Melta Bombs and Multiple Swords

+Name: Yoheved and Mary Oriaa
+Job: Brides of Death
+Description: Twin Sister Psyker's known as the Brides of Death, they were born to the previous head of the Death Cult, a former Sister Repentia that weilded twin Evicerator's. She passed one on to each of her daughters, training them to slaughter Daemons and Heretics in the name of The Emperor. They earned their name "Brides of Death" It was for them alone that Viqtor sought them out. Each equipped with an Evicerator and twin Bolt Pistols.

+Name: Billy Revanent
+Job: Psyker
+Description: A Bray Shaman, Born a Psyker in Necromunda and hidden by the gangs, he fought for Van Saar in the gang wars, eventually though, his gang was killed and he was picked up by the Death Cult, He was their psyker until they were picked up by the Inquisition to work for Lord Viqtor. He now works as Lord Viqtor's strategist. Equipped with a Force Staff and Flak armour

+Name: Aminah Kreelaf
+Job: Wytch Hunter
+Description: A Wytch hunter in the Inquisition, she was born the daughter of a Commissar on Cadia. She was a Psyker and found by the Black Ships, then drafted into the Inquisition. She dispises Chaos Worshipping Humans above all else. Daemons cannot help being born as abominations to the Emperor, but these people... They chose to turn their back on his holiness. She has been Remly's right hand man since he first rose to his rank. Equipped with custom Power Armour (Based off of that used by the Adeptus Sororitas.) a Power Force Sword and Inferno Pistol.

+Name: Rennekel
+Job: Tracker
+Description: a Kroot Shaper, born and raised in his tribe, they broke their treaty with the Tau and travelled to Imperium space to find new genes to feed upon to add to their own biology. Rennekel worked for many noble houses as a tracker and trainer for their guards, his reputation travelled back to Viqtor, who decided that he had use for the Xeno's services as a tracker. Equipped with a Burst Cannon and a Power Sword as well as a Stealth Field Generator for scouting

+Name: Ophias Quell
+Job: Assassin
+Description:a Vindicair Assassin, Equipped with a Exitus pistol and rifle, no other information available.

+Name: One
+Job: Psyker-Hunter
+Description: A being that many would regard as an Abomination of technology and the will of the Inquisition. Born with the 'Pariah Gene', she was found by the Inquisition, quickly, and was trained as a Psyker-Hunter. She was the second to be attached to Inquisitor Viqtors retinue. Whilst they were investigating a Necron Tombworld. They managed to capture a Pariah alive and brought him back to be dissected. One oversaw it and volunteered for an experiment that... Well, many would consider an abomination unto the Emperor, but she was a Pariah, she had already accepted the fact that there was no place for her in The Emperor's galaxy, the most she could do is help to create it. They grafted the Necron technology onto his body, replacing his legs and arms with the Pariahs and transforming it's chest cavity into armour. She utilizes a Phase Shifter to keep her out of the eyes of the crew and anyone not the Inquisitor. She is also armed with several Necron weapons, such as a pair of Hyperphase swords and a Warscythe.

+Name: Lafrao Morray
+Job: Admiral (Commands the ship itself.)
+Description: An Admiral in the Imperial Navy, he is highly decorated strategist. He wears the standard Admiral's coat and has a prosthetic arm and eye and uses a Laspistol in the highly unlikely event of having to fight without his Battleship.

+Name: Lemanicus Bridge
+Job: Master of the Forge
+Description: Ever since he was small, on Fenris, he has been a weaponsmith. Naturally, when the Sky Warriors came for him, he wanted to be a Techmarine. Although he has limited Combat experience, there are few more skilled at the forge than he. He made most of the armour worn by the Angels of Fenris. He has 6 servo-arms and, in the highly unlikely event of entering combat, he wields a Melta-Bolter combi and a Power Axe. He is 800 years young and his flowing, silver beard he boasts to be the finest in the Universe.

+Name: Zequial Remming
+Job: Master of Sanctity
+Description: During the Great Crusade, Zequial was a Chaplain in the Word Bearers Legion. When his ship went into the Warp, it didn't emerge for another 13000 years... Although, as far as he was concerned, it was only 100 years, he spent it in the Warp, fighting an unending army of Daemons, holling himself up in the cargo bays, the only way he could drown out the whispers of Chaos was to sing loudly. When the hulk finally emerged, it was found by the Angels, when found him, his armour so bloodstained that the paint had been worn off, they couldn't see his Legion markings. He was barely alive. And being that the computer told them that he hadn't exitted the warp for 100 years, they decided to have him interned, the only Dreadnought available was a Contemptor in the ships hold that he was in. He now works as the Master of Sanctity. Although, as with most Dreadnoughts, he isn't entirely there in his head. As such, he is prone to randomly bursting into song. He is armed with a Twin-Link Autocannon and a special Corzius (Large enough for a Deadnought to weild) made by Lemanicus. He also has a Missile rack on his shoulders.

+Name: Grumm Plorgan
+Job: Honour Guard
+Description: An Ogryn formerly of the Cadians, he is more commonly known as "Headpuller" due to his preference of killing his victims by pulling their heads off. He was transfered to the Honour-Guard of the Angels when he saved the Azuriah's life, the Azuriah had been cut off from his troops when his Drop-pod was hit by flak and he was thrown out, his Psyker powers saving him from the fall. On the ground he met up with the Cadians and Grumm, when they were ambushed by a Daemon Prince and his forces, Their forces engaged each other whilst Kurn and the Daemon Prince squared off. The Daemon Prince gained the upper hand by pinning the Azuriah to the ground and was just about to deliver the finishing blow, when Grumm jumped on his back and ran up, before grabbing the Daemon Princes head and pulling, the Daemon Prince ignored him, knowing that if he took his hands off the Azuriah, then he'd be vulnerable to his Psycannon. Unfortunately for the Daemon Prince, he didn't count on the conviction and stubbornness of the Ogryn as, soon, his head was ripped clean off his shoulders, before Grumm proceeded to beat a nearby Chaos Terminator to death with it. Pleased by this creature, he ordered the Ogryn be transfered to his honour guard. He is armed with a unique pair of Krak Missile Launchers, upgraded from those made for the Bullgryns, only, these have Power Fists loaded onto the end of them to help better get a grip on his enemies heads.

+Name: Lord General Siegfried Wallace
+Job: Commander of the Guard
+Description: The Angels of Fenris, due to a lack of a homeworld, have a notable lack of Astartes among their number. To balance out their forces to make them a proper fighting force, they are heavily bolstered by The Emperor's Hammer, The Astra Militarum (Imperial Guard). The Militarum is commanded by the Lord General. Officer, gentleman, genocidal killer of Heretics. Formerly a Commissar in the 501st Cadians, he worked his way up the ranks, most of the time by sacrificing body parts, Achieving Lord Commissar at the cost of he arm, General at the cost of his remaining hand, and Lord General at the cost of his eye. He is never seen without his signature moustache and monocle, wearing his cravat and frilly-cuffed shirt, and you are not likely to find a shinier pair of boots in the entire Imperium. His motto being "A spit-shined pair of boots, a crisp, ironed shirt, and a trusty Pistol by your side and the Emperor will not allow any harm to come to you." He is always ready to fight at a moments notice, primarily because his hand was replaced by a Power Fist with a Hotshot-lasgun built into the wrist, as well as a Power Sword on his belt, built specially by Lemanicus, it's hilt is shaped like a wolf's head, howling a blade.

+Name: Father Morican Beniiel
+Job: Wolf Priest/Chief Apothecary
+Description: A practitioner of the Faith, but primarily the ships chief Medical Officer. Morican was, like Lemanicus, a youth that grew up in the tribal system of Fenris. He was trained in the ways of medicine by his Grandfather, who had learned his medical knowledge from his grandfather, and so on. Morican was recruited by the Sky Warriors and became a Wolf Priest, due to his combination of extensive medical knowledge and fierce devotion to the faith. He was the one that found Zequiel and interned him, and is one of Kurns oldest friends, it is said that he is the only member of the crew allowed to talk back to the Azuriah. And, though is not the Master of Sanctities, is considered one of the wisest in the order when it comes to the faith... He is also considered the biggest party animal, due to his fondness of Ale and Mead

Holy Relics

Warhound Krakatoa: One of the holiest relics in the Angels arsenal, Krakatoa is a new Volcanicus-Class Warhound, equipped with a pair of Volcano Cannon's and head mounted Mega Bolter

Fang of Fenris: A Power Force sword, made for Leman Russ' bodyguards. When they travelled to Holy Mother Terra, this sword was presented as arms to The Emperor himself. During another battle, its weilder was struck down by a Chaos Demon and was picked up by Leman Russ himself. Using it to slay the Daemon. It is the second holiest relic in the Angels arsenal.

Bulveye's Shield: A Reaper-pattern Autocannon, used by a Terminator of the Space Wolves 13th Company. The Terminator was one of Bulveye's bodyguards, he used it to help his Lord fight his way out of a certain death situation.

Helm of the Fell-Handed: The helmet of Bjorn the Fell-Handed. A most sacred relic that inspires awe and fear in all that gaze at it. It was crafted by Leman Russ himself for his closest ally, though rarely used, due to Bjorns fondness for having the scent of battle filling his nostrills without the air filtration system of a helmet. The single holiest relic in the Angels armoury.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile.

Sep said
Sheet up for Renny and the Taltori guy whose name I suddenly forgot.

I put it up ages ago, in fact, they were the first ones I made the CS for

Mattmanganon said Name: Renny Kai
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Species: Human (Tatooine)
Appearance(Text and/or Image):



Job/Role: Mechanic
Skills:
Expert Mechanic (Having spent most of his early life helping fix Pod-racers and crawling into small places to help wire in Hyperdrives, he knows more about how to make a Starship go than most ever will.)
Expert Slicer (Sometimes he would have to slice his way into a ship to steal the crews stuff for his boss.)
Expert Thief (Had to do a LOT of this when working for his Hutt Master.)
Weapons(If Any):
Scatter-Blaster (Essentially, the blaster equivalent of a sawn-off shotgun)
Equipment(If applicable):
Hydro-spanner and other Engineering equipment that he can fit in his belt
History: His mother was a slave working for the Hutts, his father... Too many candidates to know for sure. He was trained as a pickpocket and thief for the Hutts, as well as a mechanic. Although, Inuel saw his skill and decided to buy his life. He now works for Inuel as sort of his apprentice and mechanic for his ship. He has a bit of a crush on Kolinn.

Name: Inuel Kai
Age: 4000+
Gender: Male
Species: Talortai
Appearance(Text and/or Image):



Job/Role: Teacher
Skills:

One of the few non-force users who knows how to wield a Lightsaber... Not very well though, and much prefers his own blades.
Expert pistol marksman (When you spend 4000 years shooting people, you get good at it. That, plus his eye and arm work in conjunction to give him Assassin droid levels of aiming, plus this hand doesn't shake.)
Expert with Ceremonial Blades (Again, 4000 years, you get good, or you die, he did the former)
Pilot (has spent a long time flying starships.)

Weapons(If Any):
Talortai Ceremonial blades X2
Wrist-blaster (Attached to prosthetic arm)
Blastech DL-44 Heavy Blaster (Side arm)
ELG-3A hold-out blaster (hidden in prosthetic leg)
Lightsaber (Only for show, you won't see him pulling it out, green blade)
Equipment(If applicable):
Extensive Cybornetics (When you spend 4000 years fighting for some regime or another, you lose a few things along the way, his right arm, his right eye and left leg.)
History: Most Talortai never leave the homeworld... Most... Some do. Inuel is one of them... Born shortly after the Great Hyperspace war, he quickly grew bored of his stale life on the homeworld and travelling offworld, he was quickly picked up as a bounty-hunter and learned the tricks of the trade from his mentor, a Zabrak. Over the years, he and his mentor gained quite the reputation as capable bounty hunters, unfortunately, time took its toll on his mentor and he retired, leaving Inuel alone, every few centuries, he would gain new companions, only to have them die off. He fought in most of the great wars, however, normally only taking minor roles, mostly as a footsoldier, his number 1 achievement was having killed a Sith Lord during the Cold War (Not a notable Darth, to be sure, lost his arm in the process.)

Recently, he lost his eye when he was hired to run the Trade Federations blockade of Naboo, to smuggle weapons in for the rebels, his ship was hit hard and a console exploded, sending a bit of shrapnel into it. He also fought in the Clone Wars. It was after the Clone Wars that he found the universe suddenly unwelcome towards him. After the Republic was re-constituted into The Galactic Empire, he found most of his business in the core worlds had dried up, due to the Empires anti-alien policies. He found work where he could. One such place was with a bunch of Exiled Jedi, they hired him due to the natural affinity to the force that all Talortai possessed, as well as being one of the few people in the galaxy capable of wielding a lightsaber, and in these tough times, beggers can't be choosers. He was asked to help train the Younglings. Which he agreed to. The sooner the Empire is abolished, the sooner he can get his work back in the Core. He doesn't mind working for the Hutts, on principal, but they have a zero tolerance for failure, and a number of his friends in the Bounty Hunting business have been killed because of it.

Star Wars - Jedi Exile.

Kolinn had gotten changed as well, donning a black outfit, boots, trousers, shirt, and a black leather belt. "I'm going for the 'Successful Smuggler's arm-candy' look." she said to Vor'loch as she did a little twirl for him as though to ask the masters approval. Over the top, she put on a white woolen cape. "If anyone asks, my going rate is 1,000 credits an hour." she said, taking Erins hand and walking with him. "My vision said that we are looking for a pair of smugglers, a Talortai and his human boy... Master told me that few Talortai leave their homeworld, so one shouldn't be hard to find." she said. Walking through the dock, she approached the foreman who was overseeing a large freighter docking. "Excuse me sir, but we are looking for a-" He waved her away without a word. She then moved her hands across his face. "You want to answer my question." she said.

"I want to answer your question..." he replied.

"We're looking for a Talortai and a human boy, has their ship come through here?" she asked.

"Their ship came through here..." he replied in a monotone zombie manner, he pointed to a old YT-1210 Stock Frieghter.

"Where are they now?" she asked,

"Hell if I know." His voice changing from its previous monotone. "Probably went to grab a drink." She then walked back to the other 2.

"Best hit the Cantina's." she said. Looking around, there was a rather large one quite near them with flashing lights outside "Smuggler's Waterhole" it said on it. Walking inside, she looked around, several drunken patrons wolf whistling to her, she frowned and was tempted to end them... What? What was she thinking... She wasn't that way anymore. She wasn't the kind of person to just murder people that annoyed her, not since she found the light. Large crouds bring out the worst in me... she thought as she looked around, she then saw them at a table in the back, the tall Talortai and a small boy stood next to him.

****

"So, I hear that Jabba over on Tatooine's giving some good creds for people to do the Kessel run." said Renny as he worked on the side of Inuel's head, a hydrospanner in his hand. Inuel, simply sat, slugging a glass of juma, his cybornetic eye that Renny was working on was flashing red, indicating a fault in it.

"I don't care, that route's too well guarded by the Seps..."

"What? Didn't you hear? Seps are gone." replied Renny.

"Really?" he asked. "I thought this damn war would never end. Lemme guess, the Jedi are all high and mighty about their victory."

"Nope..." replied Renny, he reached into his jacket and threw down a datapad. "Coruscant Post says that the Jedi tried to stage a coup." Inuel picked up the datapad and read.

"After Master Mace Windu and several associates attempted assassination failed, due to the intervention of a member of their order, loyal to the Republic, simply known as "Vader", Republic forces stormed the temple to find the Jedi amassing an army of their own with which to take control of the senate. I don't believe this..." he said.

"Well, read it and weep, told you those a-holes weren't to be trusted." Renny replied, not looking up from his work.

"No, I mean I literally do not believe it." he said. "I don't like Jedi, never have, but I've been working with them for 4000 years, I'd believe a small sect of them trying something like this, but not under Yoda's nose. The gremlin doesn't have the stomach for it... And I don't believe any parent is cruel enough to call their child Vader." he muttered.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." the hydrospanner sparked before finally, Inuels eye glowed an "Everything's fine" green. "What kind of a stupid name is that?" Renny giggled. Then he looked over at the people that had just entered. "Look at that." giggled the boy. Inuel looked over at them.

"Humans, more damn humans..." he sighed. Renny then punched him in the arm.

"Dibs on the grey chick... Oh crap she's coming this way." he quickly scrambled for his seat and tried to play it cool as the 3 sat down at the table.

"Hello." said Kolinn. "I am... Looking for someone, and I think you might know where I can find them." Inuel looked them up and down. Renny, in the meantime was only looking at one place... Erin's chest... Then a cybornetic hand clonked him on the head. Inuel then sat forward.

"It's going to cost." he said. "A word to the wise, never just go up to someone on Nar Shaadaa and ask for what you want? You're likely to be shot. Especially if that thing is someones name or where to find them. So, who's the brains of the operation?" he asked. He looked at the Noghri, he'd never seen one of those before, didn't even know what it was. "This thing your pet?" he asked Erin.

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

Fish of Oblivion said
>still a better resolution than the sinnoh league

goddammit writers

So, I'm not the only person who noticed that one guy showed up with an entire team of legendaries? My little brother was watching it on Disney XD and I noticed that he had Latios, Latias and Darkrai.

Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles rp

ShotoNemar said
Well because they are specific to games that came farther along in the games, they'd be to advanced to be apart of the roleplay. Generally, it'd be best to stick with characters and creatures that come directly from the games in the Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles. Particularly the gamecube version. I'm usually pretty open to it, but I doubt these creatures would go well with the lesser advanced world. I don't know the creatures, but what I've read of them is my source. I'll think about it, but I doubt I'll ever allow creatures like that.

Ummm... What? All I asked was if I could play as a Lizard man or a Bunny girl rather than a Human, Elf, Dwarf or... Whatever the Yukes are supposed to be... Bird people? I never said anything about the technological advancement of the world.

Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles rp

Is it Chrystle Chronicle species only? Because i'd love to play either a Veira or Bangaa.

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

Psyker Landshark said
I like how there's no actual RP info like rules or a CS template.

You say that as though this thread has those things... And, as RBY said, I thought this was a closed RP, we've got too many people wanting to do too many plotlines as is.