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I'm good. Had a pretty good Christmas. Unfortunately, my Digimon RP never got off the ground... I might try again with it some other time. Who knows?
Ahh, so it didn't. My condolences, it was such a promising concept.
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Ahh, so it didn't. My condolences, it was such a promising concept.
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Oh hey, Renny! How've you been?
I've been good, the holidays treated me epic. What about you? everything swell in the Digi World?
I would like to put in my interest. Its slight but I'am interested ^^
Naraal
It was all foreign to him, the immense and scattered crowds, the overwhelmingly large structures, the Jedi temple. These things were unheard of on his planet. He could imagine why his father only barely visited him in the Outer Rim. The jungle planet was probably just bearable for a city-man.
“Here we are Kallen, now you must be quiet once inside and.” Layle paused, sparing a glance back at him before preceding. “umm, yea, thanks for the services-- again,” he quickly took a seat and left him standing. It was no where near the center piece, but something about her features reminded him of Vera.
That is Vera!, he shouted, the loud thought bouncing in his head. He didn't believe that it would be that easy to find them but if she was here, then perhaps The Source was too. He looked around with small turns of his head, spotting a man very similar in form to the dark fountain himself.
Good, I'm in the right place.
“... Kallen do you hear me?” spoke Layle softly.
“Yes sir?”
“That datapad, you will use that for notes, do you know how?”
Naraal eye'd it curiously before grabbing it. It was small and compact, looked to be lowcost but he could tell just from its feel it was efficient. Still, it looked far more complicated than what he was use too. But he couldn't let Layle know that.
“Yep, I'll take the best notes possible. You won't be disappointed,” he lied, the sincere smile of a practiced liar falling on his face. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was the giant furred-human nearby, it made him feel uneasy but his destiny demanded that he survive. So he would do everything in his power to do so, even stuff his emotions deep down without the help of The Force.
Gideon
It didn't take long for him run into a dead end. The feeling had brought him to the senate but that was all. It had left him high and dry, so he found himself outside, shamelessly leaning against the wall and meditating with his eyes closed. Something was amiss but he just couldn't see it all. Damn this fog! something just doesn't seem right. But I can't put a finger on it. Perhaps I should try another way...
It was all foreign to him, the immense and scattered crowds, the overwhelmingly large structures, the Jedi temple. These things were unheard of on his planet. He could imagine why his father only barely visited him in the Outer Rim. The jungle planet was probably just bearable for a city-man.
“Here we are Kallen, now you must be quiet once inside and.” Layle paused, sparing a glance back at him before preceding. “umm, yea, thanks for the services-- again,” he quickly took a seat and left him standing. It was no where near the center piece, but something about her features reminded him of Vera.
That is Vera!, he shouted, the loud thought bouncing in his head. He didn't believe that it would be that easy to find them but if she was here, then perhaps The Source was too. He looked around with small turns of his head, spotting a man very similar in form to the dark fountain himself.
Good, I'm in the right place.
“... Kallen do you hear me?” spoke Layle softly.
“Yes sir?”
“That datapad, you will use that for notes, do you know how?”
Naraal eye'd it curiously before grabbing it. It was small and compact, looked to be lowcost but he could tell just from its feel it was efficient. Still, it looked far more complicated than what he was use too. But he couldn't let Layle know that.
“Yep, I'll take the best notes possible. You won't be disappointed,” he lied, the sincere smile of a practiced liar falling on his face. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was the giant furred-human nearby, it made him feel uneasy but his destiny demanded that he survive. So he would do everything in his power to do so, even stuff his emotions deep down without the help of The Force.
Gideon
It didn't take long for him run into a dead end. The feeling had brought him to the senate but that was all. It had left him high and dry, so he found himself outside, shamelessly leaning against the wall and meditating with his eyes closed. Something was amiss but he just couldn't see it all. Damn this fog! something just doesn't seem right. But I can't put a finger on it. Perhaps I should try another way...
Post is up and ready for reading. I stayed up extra just to type it.
Post is up and I hope you all like it. Staid up extra just to finish it ^^
Cayden & Hackmon
Hackmon was fuming just as soon as he felt her challenge. The white-plated dragon stepped forwards to meet the other Digimon, his mantle flowing against the soft eddies. Gazimon was angry about what he had said, and the others probably were too. He could accept that, anger was natural, but lecturing him was beyond her bounds. She was right, he was going to be King and they were his subjects. She was but one being that he had to reign in.
“Lizard?! Sorry excuse?!” he repeated, appalled by her words. “I call em like I see'em Gazimon. You and everyone else ran! Don't lecture me on what we all saw. Humans may be fragile but their capable too, just like us. They don't have to stay cowards.”
Cayden interfered but not before Alex had. “You don't have to prove anything to anyone Hackmon,” uttered the boy as he appeared at his side, hands tucked coolly in his pockets. With a impassive glance towards Alex, he forced out his next words. “Thanks but next time don't do me any favors. Your partner is blaming mines for your actions.”
Hackmon snarled back, showing a row of razor teeth as the two return to the shade of the trees. Cay outstretched a leg before resting a arm on a knee and passively peered off at nothing in particular. Of course it would be him with the noisy and oddly inspiring partner.
Hackmon nudged him with his snout before sitting on his haunches. “Thanks for having my back, Cay. It meant a lot to me,” explained the Digimon, his voice light with sentiment. “As a King I can't back down from confrontation. Or at least, that's what I feel.”
“Sometimes retreat is the best strategy,” he countered, tossing plucked grass off to the side while spotting the red-head approaching and calling out to him. “... Great, what now?” he muttered lowly, positive that only Hackmon would hear.
“Maybe they want to apologize to their King,” Hackmon raised on all paws, confident.
“I doubt it, King Arthur,”
Raising off the ground, it took just a moment for Hackmon and him to reach them. He stuffed a hand in his pocket before discerning Eden with a slightly agitated, but mostly composed stare. “... Cayden.” Already he could feel his gut twisting and knotting up. So many people were around him, so many leeching the energy from him. It was quickly turning him grouchy.
“The west? Why head west?” Hackmon asked, metal tail swaying behind him. “I'm not all the way sure but I don't think theres too much out that way.”
Hackmon was fuming just as soon as he felt her challenge. The white-plated dragon stepped forwards to meet the other Digimon, his mantle flowing against the soft eddies. Gazimon was angry about what he had said, and the others probably were too. He could accept that, anger was natural, but lecturing him was beyond her bounds. She was right, he was going to be King and they were his subjects. She was but one being that he had to reign in.
“Lizard?! Sorry excuse?!” he repeated, appalled by her words. “I call em like I see'em Gazimon. You and everyone else ran! Don't lecture me on what we all saw. Humans may be fragile but their capable too, just like us. They don't have to stay cowards.”
Cayden interfered but not before Alex had. “You don't have to prove anything to anyone Hackmon,” uttered the boy as he appeared at his side, hands tucked coolly in his pockets. With a impassive glance towards Alex, he forced out his next words. “Thanks but next time don't do me any favors. Your partner is blaming mines for your actions.”
Hackmon snarled back, showing a row of razor teeth as the two return to the shade of the trees. Cay outstretched a leg before resting a arm on a knee and passively peered off at nothing in particular. Of course it would be him with the noisy and oddly inspiring partner.
Hackmon nudged him with his snout before sitting on his haunches. “Thanks for having my back, Cay. It meant a lot to me,” explained the Digimon, his voice light with sentiment. “As a King I can't back down from confrontation. Or at least, that's what I feel.”
“Sometimes retreat is the best strategy,” he countered, tossing plucked grass off to the side while spotting the red-head approaching and calling out to him. “... Great, what now?” he muttered lowly, positive that only Hackmon would hear.
“Maybe they want to apologize to their King,” Hackmon raised on all paws, confident.
“I doubt it, King Arthur,”
Raising off the ground, it took just a moment for Hackmon and him to reach them. He stuffed a hand in his pocket before discerning Eden with a slightly agitated, but mostly composed stare. “... Cayden.” Already he could feel his gut twisting and knotting up. So many people were around him, so many leeching the energy from him. It was quickly turning him grouchy.
“The west? Why head west?” Hackmon asked, metal tail swaying behind him. “I'm not all the way sure but I don't think theres too much out that way.”
Nel - PL: 250/300
His gaze swiveled between both of them as they left with parting words for their seats, his coppery eyes stern in its resolution. He had wanted to fight but now that the situation was diffused, he felt nothing but shame for the desire. He clenched his fist tightly, so tightly that he felt his fingers would puncture his gloves. It was just disappointing; to say the least.
“Damn man, you're awesome,” Cade placed a hand on his shoulder, smiling. “you put them in their place like a teacher.”
“Nah, man. Not at all. It was already resolved when I got here. Come on, let's go.” Cade and himself sauntered off back to their seats. Cade mumbled every once in awhile about something random that caught his attention in the crowd but Nel himself battling a inner turmoil. Today was just not his day. His gut instinct kept returning, the words “fight” kept popping up.
His gaze swiveled between both of them as they left with parting words for their seats, his coppery eyes stern in its resolution. He had wanted to fight but now that the situation was diffused, he felt nothing but shame for the desire. He clenched his fist tightly, so tightly that he felt his fingers would puncture his gloves. It was just disappointing; to say the least.
“Damn man, you're awesome,” Cade placed a hand on his shoulder, smiling. “you put them in their place like a teacher.”
“Nah, man. Not at all. It was already resolved when I got here. Come on, let's go.” Cade and himself sauntered off back to their seats. Cade mumbled every once in awhile about something random that caught his attention in the crowd but Nel himself battling a inner turmoil. Today was just not his day. His gut instinct kept returning, the words “fight” kept popping up.
In the IC or OOC?
EDIT: Ahh I see what you're talking about. Jerkchicken made the move to go ahead and place us on the planet. Its a bit jarring and law-defying, we'll have to wait and see what Hydra thinks of it.
EDIT: Ahh I see what you're talking about. Jerkchicken made the move to go ahead and place us on the planet. Its a bit jarring and law-defying, we'll have to wait and see what Hydra thinks of it.
Well I hope everyone had good holidays and such. I'm back and will be working on a post soonish, maybe later today. I'm going around letting everyone know ^^
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