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4 mos ago
Current Need info, so might as well throw a bottled question into the ocean of statuses... What are some features/ideas/etc. that YOU want to see in a monster taming/raising game? All genuine ideas welcome.
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4 mos ago
@Dane, I need you to talk to a physicist and a psychiatrist, in that order, twice.
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5 mos ago
"The worst thing you can do to a character is to make them aware that they're fictional." Ironically, the character who would say this is from an RP I'm not in anymore... Funny, that.
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5 mos ago
Just like in JJK, explaining the joke makes it funnier. Luckily that's built into this one.
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5 mos ago
Jimbo that's not right. Humans are a social creature, there's not a single one who can truly survive on their own. Even those who seem to be able can only do so because they learned from others.
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"Unfortunately, gods aren't the type that should be believed in."
"No doubt this drought will one day end, but it will be by tears."





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Marrie Knight

Marrie was... completely confused. First of all, the ground had shaken, and she took a moment to get back on her feet. Secondly, the large room was now filled with some sort of mech. And then there was some vaguely familiar voice talking about how everyone wanted to kill the person it belonged to. And lastly, there was a somewhat more evidently familiar voice that mentioned a paycheck.

Maybe it was the trauma, maybe it was the attempts to put the whole thing behind her, (barring her rage-fueled work on her virus programs) maybe it was just that it had been so long since the event, but Marrie didn't actually recognize that female voice. No more than she recognized the male one. Instead, what she recognized was that they were really pretentious in their word choice.

More importantly she noticed several things about the mech, and then that the doors in the hall were open. "Watch out, that thing has super versions of the magic whatever esper is in there has!" Not that she really needed to say that, considering that it was already using ice to move around.

At Orion's request, Marrie turned to the only one who could possibly be "Binky," the eldest one there. She looked directly at her, sighed deeply, and grabbed her hand to pull her a bit more out of the giant room. Conflict was obvious on her face; on the one hand she wanted to get this fight over with quickly and move on, but on the other hand this was a fight she wasn't greatly suited for. She had a plan, but when had her plans ever worked out in Pax? If this mission was a success, this would be the first in her mind to do so.

But if Orion felt she could handle the giant fuckoff robot, then Marrie would trust her and save her own energy for other battles. Like the one that was no doubt going to take place in the hallway soon.

"Concern is evidence."



Well it's certainly not evident.


Apparently the meeting had to do with gems. Tsubomi's favorite was always emeralds. Pliny had said they could calm the mind, but to her they were just the best to look at. Green was a nice color on a jewel. Very pretty.

By pure luck, Tsubomi had been looking at Suki when she looked at her, allowing their eyes to meet for an instant before Suki looked back at Kiyo. Tsubomi's light-less eyes, even with her lack of empathic magic at the moment, could see the panic in her partner's. Her head tilted again and she began her slow walk around the table to stand next to her.

Of course, by the time she reached her partner's side and put one hand on her shoulder in what she believed to be a comforting gesture, the other attempting to pat her on the head at a speed akin to a car crusher set upon a warship, she'd missed the discussion. But at least it wasn't finished yet.

Her attention was brought halfway away from Suki by Kiyo's musings. Why was the smartest Club member guessing? It seemed pretty clear to Tsubomi.

"Snapdragon's friend is a banana tree." She didn't have a free hand to count on her fingers, so she did so aloud instead. "Snapdragon is one... Crikey is another... and now Banana Tree... That's three."

The girl's head lulled to the side, then rolled around the back of her neck to be on the opposite side. "Three or eight. Nine maybe. But minus two. So one and seven?" The sensation of the girl's voice wasn't quite confusion, per se, but the question was obvious in it.

Now that her head was on the right, she rolled it again to be forward, her eyes looking towards the ground. To her, the odds weren't great. The odds were bad, even. "Mm... Three and six. Bad odds. Bad odd, bad even."
Marrie Knight

After the rush into the room, Marrie couldn't help but be surprised by what she saw. The room was too tall, like it shouldn't be able to be there. Was it planned to be like this, built up from the start for it? Or was it some kind of magic? It didn't really matter which it was. What mattered was...

That this thing was annoying. Its speech, both wording and voice, the cadence of it. There was also the nagging feeling that whatever image it was going for, it got the idea from those other annoying screen-things from Fallout. Its words, despite being almost painful to her, did make her realize something. Whether it actually wanted to talk or not, the chance of them getting it out of the fight right now was low.

So instead of playing along with it, she backed up to stand just outside the door-frame, and cast a Melody of her own.

{Gold Self - Magic Sense}

"Something feels different."



Haruna seems to be a flip-flapper.


Tsubomi barely managed to zombie-walk her way to the club room, and yet somehow she was not the last one there. The others present, including a just arrived Kiyo, seemed to be working on a re-imagining of the town's map. Apathetic eyes drifted up from the map and then around the room, finally landing on Haruna.

"You got accepted." That was nice. It was unexpected that the boss would allow Haruna, but it didn't even reach the top twenty list of strange things happening lately. The Light Girl would still feel that same singular desire from Tsubomi, with a slight secondary desire to... get her magic back? Whether that was a factual representation of things or not, it was what Tsubomi had concluded, and therefor what she wanted. In fact, her apparent loss of magic and her recognition of herself having a desire at all were both higher than Haruna's acceptance to the Club in terms of strangeness. The unfeeling girl couldn't remember the last time she'd had a desire. Was that really what this was? She was unsure.

Another slow movement of Tsubomi's eyes, looking back over everyone else there. Kiyo had already sat down and said something that the younger girl didn't register. Instead, what she noticed was Nyxia's presence. Once more her eyes moved towards Haruna. "There's a ghost behind you." Her head tilted slightly. Then she shrugged and stood next to the table across from Suki.

Kari Black
& (Soon) Hyokomon!


The young Miss Black was unsure what to do at this point. She'd gotten as settled as she could be in her hotel room just fine, her parents had helped her put her things where they belonged, and now (barring any future problems) she was alone for the foreseeable future. She wasn't even sure how long she was supposed to stay in Hawaii, but after barely managing to sleep on the plane over she had gotten some semblance of control back over herself. Finally ready to inspect the quality of the furnishings, deciding to start with the bed, she switched the gloves she'd had on for the flight with a new pair and carefully pulled the topmost layer down to the midway point.

She was glad she'd been careful almost instantly, because there was an envelope just below the pillow. Surely her parents hadn't put it there, they knew how she'd react. Which meant someone else had done so, for some reason. As she weighed the options of asking for the bedding to be replaced in her mind, she opened the folded paper only to see instructions to go to the ballroom. Either the one who put it there didn't know her very well, or it knew her extremely well to not place it on top of the pillow instead. That would have been an easy fix for her, after all. She'd just have to swap it with another, but compromising the sheets, comforter, and pillow by placing it exactly where they had? That was a much more targeted attack against her, or an unlucky fluke. She wasn't sure which, but she also wasn't about to follow the instructions without preparing first.

And so it was that she found herself heading down the stairs, on the long walk towards the ballroom, her twin bags packed and on her shoulders. Normally only needing the one, she reasoned that if the mysterious note placer's intentions were against her then she might need both. As she rounded the corner to see the open doors of her destination, she froze. There were people there, several people, and they seemed to be around her own age. Panic seized her heart and she walked quickly backwards to go back behind the corner she'd just passed, out of sight once more from the ballroom.

That didn't make any sense. What was this, a birthday party or something? Did they put the invitation in the wrong room? If they had, then... No, that wouldn't make sense. They'd have to have the keycard to her room, and that would mean the staff would have to be involved. But if they were, surely they'd know who was staying in the room and would catch that Kari wasn't who was meant to be invited, right? She didn't recognize any of the people she saw in the two seconds she had before fleeing, of course she wouldn't in another state entirely, so why was she told to go there? There wasn't supposed to be any event taking place at this time according to the official postings. Which left only a few other possibilities...

Glad that she hadn't had to touch anything other than her room's door on the way down, and having already switched her gloves from that just in case, she was thankfully able to get into her bag and grab a pill. After swallowing it, the medicine wasn't kicking in yet but the placebo was, she did her best to steel herself. The only way she'd find out why she was called there was by waiting around until she was told directly, so she quick-walked her way into the room. There was a table in the corner of the room in her peripheral vision so she instantly turned left and went to it, pulled the chair out with her foot in a single fluid motion, and sat down, purposefully sitting at an angle that let her just barely see the other people.

It couldn't have been even thirty seconds before it happened. The lights stopped shining, and in what seemed like an instant to her the world changed. Suddenly she was staring at a colorless sky.

...the sky? And it was... getting farther away?

Oh shit was all she had time to think before hitting something. She thought it wound be the ground, but whatever she landed on and bounced off of was a bit too soft and mushy to be the ground. Thank the gods that there wasn't a splash or she'd have been well beyond a panic attack from falling in water, or worse, mud. Instead she quickly looked at what she had crashed into only to see her bags falling slightly behind her, also smashing into the strange green thing. As quickly as she could, she retrieved the two bags and put them back on. Despite the desire to wash them being nigh-overwhelming, if she was outside like she thought then there was no other choice.

Speaking of that... where was she? Looking up from the green and brown pile she'd hit, (Ew, not a great color combo...) she could see a... what was a car doing there? No, scratch that, what were many cars doing there? Where the hell was she? She didn't have time to look around any further, because the mound of flesh and fabric she'd fallen on stood up.

"An orc?" She got isekai'd!? How did she even die!?

"Are you picking a fight with me!?" That angry question was all the response she received.

---

Hyokomon had been depressed recently. Ever since that Ultimate [Perfect] stage digimon had brushed her off, she'd been slacking on her training, with no motivation to do much of anything. She'd found herself sitting in a field of strange-shaped boxes, leaned against one to take a nap when her dreams turned strange. She found herself fighting the Ultimate again, or rather for the first time, since there had been no battle in the waking world. After barely managing to dodge one of its attacks, she heard it scream at her.

"Are you picking a fight with me!?" But the Ultimate's question went unanswered, as its volume broke her from her sleep. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes to see a Goburimon angrily shaking its club at a digimon she'd never seen before. Something about it seemed strange...

---

Kari didn't get the chance to talk down the orc. Goblin? Kobold? Whatever it was, that didn't matter. What mattered was that it took a swing at her and she barely managed to dodge back out of its reach. Well, that was that, then. If there was one thing about her that she knew, it was that she couldn't stop herself from punching back when someone tried to hurt her. Unknown to her there was an avian witness to Kari kicking the green creature in the head. Or attempting to, at least, since it blocked it with its club-wielding arm, not even flinching. The creature smiled.

Oh shit.

Kari once more managed to get away from one of the creature's attacks as it swung its free fist at her, once again doing so only by the skin of her teeth. But to the viewing bird it seemed purposeful. Like she was toying with the goblin digimon, rather than the reality of her struggling to stay away. She stumbled backwards, the club missing its target again from the human's sudden loss of balance. Without pausing, the Goburimon swung another horizontal attack. Unable to dodge, Kari tried to block it with both of her gloved hands, but...

DAMNIT!

That hurt way more than she was expecting! Despite barely managing to block the swing with both hands, the monster's follow-through on the swing pushed her back a few feet. Kari wasn't sure how she got away with anything less than broken wrists. She lost her balance, stumbling backwards, stopping only once her back hit something, a vehicle. She'd have to get cleaned up later, because right now the main priority was stopping this thing from killing her. The only saving grace she seemed to have was that she didn't take the blow to her rib-cage...

---

Hyokomon was stunned. She had never seen fighting like that! Whatever this digimon was, it was incredible! To the bird's mind, it seemed almost like it was toying with the Goburimon. Like it was purposefully pretending to be having trouble, when it wasn't actually in danger. Perhaps if Hyokomon had been able to see Kari's face, instead of it being blocked by her hood, she would have realized how wrong she was. The vagabond couldn't help but begin running towards the battle herself.

Just as the Goburimon was about to swing its club down onto Kari's head, the human closed her eyes in fear. But the inevitable brain damage and/or death never came. Instead, the sound of the club hitting steel rang into her ears.

Huh? Opening her eyes showed a scene straight out of a muppet's version of a Sengoku era drama. A small yellow bird. which stood on two legs and wielded a sword, had stopped the goblin's attack and protected her. It seemed that Kari would live another day. Or at least another few minutes.

Oh, this is a fever dream then. It was the only thing she could think of. She'd had plenty of lucid dreams in the past, but even those were rarely this strange. She watched as the green monster lifted its club once again, but a single near-miss slash from Hyokomon across the goblin's jaw was all it took to sever the Goburimon's anger and replace it with fear. It turned to run, but not before shouting once more at the human. "I'll get you for this!"

As soon as the goblin was out of sight, Hyokomon turned to Kari and spoke. "I've never seen a digimon look or fight like you! That was amazing!" An undeniable note of enthusiasm was in her voice. She gave a slight bow and continued. I'm Hyokomon. Since I helped get Goburimon out of your hair, I'd be honored if you would spar with me!

The avian stood once more as thoughts raced through Kari's mind. Deciding not to heed any of them, since this was all just a dream anyway, she agreed. Even in her own delusions, though... "I guess I don't mind, but isn't it unfair for you to have a sword when I don't?"

"Don't worry," Hyokomon replied as she spun her katana backwards in her grip, "I'll only use the back!"

Well, as long as she was trying to beat her clearly medicine-induced dream with logic... "Isn't that unfair to you, though? I think using a sword like that is pretty different from using one properly, isn't it? Though maybe that evens the unfairness out..."

"Exactly!" Hyokomon couldn't help but begin hopping in place out of excitement. Already, this strange digimon was sparking something in Hyokomon's heart. After a few hops she regained her composure and stopped, holding her sword at her side as though it were in a sheath, though still upside down in her grip. "Are you ready?"

Kari's only response was to settle into her approximation of a fighting stance. Though her hands still felt broken, and she couldn't quite close them properly, she payed them little mind. After all, hands were always weird in dreams, so she might as well enjoy the fever high, right? Besides, if manga was to be believed, a fight was the best way to start off after getting isekai'd.

"I guess so." Even with her belief in the fiction of the situation, she couldn't quite force herself to be excited.

As soon as the last word left Kari's mouth, Hyokomon was airborne, having jumped to the level of the human's head with a vertical attack already baring down at her skull. All she could do was dodge to the left, just managing to move her legs out of the way as well. But as the bird was falling, she managed to send a kick at it, and somehow, in spite of the odd angle and lack of effect on the earlier goblin, she connected, straight into the bird's chest as gravity brought it back to the ground. The only result was it being knocked back a few feet.

Oh shit. I just kicked it as hard as I could, and I hit it right in the - Wait, what's the weak-spot on a bird? I'm so screwed, this thing is extremely...

No way... This digimon was able to restrain itself so much that it could knock me back without hurting me? That's incredible! This digimon is really...

Strong!

Something seemed to click in both of them, causing a simultanious pause. "Okay! Out of respect for your power, I'll finish this with one more attack! If I don't win with it, I'll concede, so I'll do my best!"

Please don't do your best, please don't do your best, please don't do your best!

"Um..."


Kari blinked, and when her eyes reopened, Hyokomon was once more eye to eye with her, blade held above her head.

Something happened. Kari didn't react in time, she knew that she didn't. Her body was moving on its own, mimicking the way it had to survive the previous attack.

"Cleaving Cut!"

The bird was fast, too fast to not be able to hit her. Kari wasn't moving as quickly as she had a moment before, either. Her right foot was still partially on the ground. She tried to twist her body away from the attack, but logically, it wouldn't be enough to let her avoid it. And yet by some twist of fate, Hyokomon's momentum carried the avian forward and to Kari's right, just enough to not strike the human's moving body.

By the time the young Miss Black was able to process a thought, the attack had already finished. Somehow, the sword didn't strike the foot or attached leg which was only just now being lifted to complete her attempt to dodge it. It was solely by luck, but she had survived, somehow.

Eyes wide, Kari looked towards the avian samurai only to see that where the tip of her sword was, being held an inch above the ground, a foot-long gash in the earth was left behind.

Oh. Oh. I almost just died...

Even with her sword bearing its dull side, Hyokomon's attack would have done as it was named and cleaved the human in two if it had hit. Kari thought it was purely luck that had saved her, but in Hyokomon's mind it was her own lack of mastery that caused it. If she had only started her attack from the other side, she would have won. She was sure of it. Still...

"You're amazing!" Happiness was obvious in her voice, for the first time in quite a while. "Seeing you fight with so much control and restraint... I haven't felt this excited in a while!" It was more than that. Hyokomon felt like she was freshly digivolved once more, the rush of adrenaline and hope surging through her was perfect.

Hyokomon sheathed her blade on her back and then turned to the human and bowed once more, deeper this time. "I wasn't able to win with that attack, so I concede my defeat. Still, though, I can't believe it! What stage are you?"

The bird didn't give Kari a chance to reply. "Would you be willing to accept me as your student? I'll follow you as my Daimyo." She paused a moment before jumping into a standing position, childish excitement filling her voice. "No, better, a Shogun!"

But Kari didn't get the chance to even process what was happening. Because that's when what she believed to be the goblin creature from earlier returned. But strangely, it came from the direction opposite where it had ran to...

"Greetings." Its voice was a bit different too. "I have come here at Dorumon's request. I was told I would meet one who bears the same voice as God here. I've looked around, but none of the other humans have Her voice, so I must assume that you are the one I'm looking for." The creature tilted its head slightly to the side in question.

Instantly, Hyokomon was between Shamamon and Kari, blade held defensively. "Nice try Goburimon, but you won't trick me or my Shogun that easily!"

Things have escalated.

"Um... Sorry, for earlier. I didn't mean to fall on you."
It was the human's turn to bow her head. "Besides," she continued, bitterness suddenly obvious in her voice, "I have nothing in common with god."

In response, the slightly darker goblin merely shook his head in disappointment. "It seems that you are not the one with the voice of God either. Then it seems I was incorrect to come here. I believed I would find one who God would speak through, sharing Her voice. I cannot leave my village alone if that is not the case, so I apologize for taking your time. I'll speak with Dorumon and return home. If I cannot find God here, then I cannot leave them unattended for long."

With that as his only explanation to the duo, Shamamon began to walk away from them, back to Dorumon.

The human and the bird watched him leave, and as they did they noticed the other humans and digimon for the first time. The battle and sparring match hadn't taken particularly long, but in that time the others all had been clued in on the situation, something these two had not been lucky enough to have heard. They looked at each other. Both opened their mouths to say something. And then the sea erupted.
Marrie Knight

Nodding twice, Marrie began her walk to Boteg, but stopped after a few steps. Something was odd about the Gemini leader's comments. Why couldn't she put her finger on it? She supposed that someone in a position like that would be a little strange, but still... She didn't have time to figure it out, choosing instead to go ahead and get on the dragon's back.

Once she was settled, she called out to Fritzi, waving a cheap smartphone from several generations ago in her direction as she did. "Someone in the fight needs to have the cameras, right?" With her possibly ominous statement made, Marrie put the phone back inside an inner pocket on her Style and tried to calm her worries. They wouldn't do any good to keep.

Barely able to hear the two young girls' conversation, all that really made it to her ears were that the agent she'd worked with at the church planned to die and take her former comrade down with her. That definitely didn't help the blue-haired esper's nerves. She'd just have to deal with things as they happened.

---

A deep exhale, a short inhale. No, that was wrong. Even so it's what she noticed, her lungs not using the logic or knowledge that the brain hoarded from the rest of the body. At this rate she'd suffocate, so she took manual control and started to reverse the pattern.

She didn't register the situation until Cerberus mentioned that the former agent was waiting for them. Which had to mean that either The Hand was always on more alert than she'd seen, or that they at least linked her virus to a coming assault. At worst, though...

Once more she didn't have the time to get her thoughts in order, as Orion mentioned a good idea. The competing thoughts in her mind raced to their finish line, but in the end it was the one advocating for offense that won, forcing her to pull out her outdated phone again. With the camera showing her preferred target area, she placed her hand on the side of one of the huge ACs, and focused on the window in the hallway closest to 1408.

{Silver Touch - Portal - Multicast}
{Silver Spawn - Portal}

As soon as the portals opened, the phone was back in her Style's inner pocket. The big question was...

"Portal's ready. I've got the best movement, so I'll go in last. You'll see the room on the left side, halfway down the hall. Whoever wants to take point, I can't promise there aren't traps, but before they see the portal, hurry."



”I get to relax now, right? Oh, who am I kidding?”



"I'm always relaxed."


Hibusa High, when divorced from its dark magical girl club, wasn’t that different from any other high school. Things were comparable to Haruna’s experience in the City of Light. Maybe there was a bit more worry in some of the students, but that could easily be chalked up to the quake. In the end nobody had been hurt, and the damage had been minimal.

Rei continued to be a bit of a puzzle. She couldn’t get a good read on her from their brief interaction, but at least she hadn’t done what the light girl had been expecting (i.e., thrown her out or killed her on sight.) I wonder what she does when she isn’t killing entire cities’ worth of miseria. I certainly haven’t seen her around school much.

Haruna had yet to reveal herself to the entire club. She hadn’t been invited to any club activities, and Rei hadn’t sought her out since her recruitment. Shortly she would have to decide if Hizuki was going to help the town out or if she was going to take some time for herself. She happened to be walking past a bush while she considered her options. Immediately, she could feel the bush’s desire to destroy. Its black heart yearned for a great calamity, and rustled its branches. The bush had so much spite, it was able to fling a small pebble at Haruna’s backpack. As terrifying as this might be to most people, the eyes peering out of the bush at her made things feel a lot less paranormal. Her desires were starting to feel familiar.

She blinked, then tilted her head. "Ms. Black?” she asked, after a moment, thoroughly baffled by this choice of approach. They had exchanged cell phone numbers, after all. Haruna supposed this might be a way to confirm her identity, but it wouldn’t exactly be hard to figure that out if Black Gate could actually somehow perceive things through her plushies as Haruna suspected. "What are you doing here?”

Initially, the eyes looked startled. But they hardened just before a black sleeve reached out of the bush and pulled Haruna closer. The bush was just a bit too small for two people to convincingly hide inside. ”How did you know it was me?” Rather than wait for an answer, her eyes scanned her surroundings. ”I thought that might be you. Mr Banana told me he is enjoying his new arrangements. You spoil him.” She started to speak more quietly. ”I was going to call you, but my battery died. The eyeballs are relentless, which is why I look like this. But you can never be too careful.” At this distance, it was easy to see that Black Gate’s human form more clearly. She had pale skin and was wearing an all black dress with some christian jewelry. Crosses hung from her ears and neck, but they had a macabre motif. The pendant cross was adorned with a skull. The only thing that might have tipped off a normal magical girl to her identity was that tired stare she had. ”For a moment I thought you had died. How were you able to survive an encounter with them?”

"Couldn’t you just recharge it. . . ?” Haruna asked in confusion, before shaking it off and continuing, just sort of accepting that she was in the bush now. "The club was actually a lot nicer than I expected. Only one of them tried to kill me, and even then she apologized after.” She scratched at her head, where a bit of bush was poking at her. "Rei even saved my life from some really strong miseria.”

”But that’s only because they want your purity, isn’t it?” She sighed. ”I don’t mean to suggest your life has been easy, but this is the Detention Club we’re talking about. They’re depraved and corrupt, and they get immense joy out of spreading that corruption to the pure. So when they see a paladin shining with optimism-” She lifted a hand to her mouth. She rose out of the bush, standing over the kneeling Haruna. There were a few leaves sticking to her hair. ”Has someone ever…touched you in a way you didn’t like?”

"Wh- N-no!” She stepped back in startlement, blushing at the insinuation. "Nothing like that happened.” Evil Eye had insisted she was doomed to fall, of course, but hadn’t exactly seemed invested in hastening that process. Quite the opposite, in fact. "Why. . . why would you think that would happen? We just fought against a huge swarm of miseria until Rei killed them all. Nobody did anything weird. Or, well, Shaddoll did try to strangle me, but like I said she apologized.” Evidently, her hopes of actually understanding what was up with Maliss - Black Gate, she reminded herself - were fainter than she’d believed.

”Oh.” Black Gate blinked a few times before raising her hands. ”So she didn’t… Alright then.” She lowered her hands. ”I’m surprised they reacted positively. I hear they are often quick to turn light girls away. Most flee and the stubborn ones take up residence nearby, like the frog priestess of the forest.” She brushed herself off and stepped out of the bush. ”Did you need any more of my servants? I have plenty more you could help distribute.”

Haruna shook her head. "I still have plenty from before. I’m new at school, so I haven’t really had a chance to give any of them away.” She still wasn’t sure whether Black Gate had some sort of power that worked through them, or if she was just. . . a little off. Signs pointed to the latter, really, but Haruna wasn’t the judgmental type.

During the discussion between the two, a certain apathetic girl had progressed through part of her process of leaving the school. Once more the Light Girl would be able to sense the desire to kill Tsubomi coming from her, though this time there was a smaller desire to go home as well. She still seemed to be without access to her own magic, and despite trying to think of why all day, she hadn’t come to any conclusions.

All this is to say, she didn’t notice the two in the bush until she caught sight of them in her peripheral vision as she slowly walked past. She came to a stop as her pitiful momentum died out, and she lifted a hand in greeting. ”Namaste.”

Haruna turned to wave hello back, having waited for the lethargic girl to reach the greeting of her own accord. "Hi, Tsubomi. I was just talking to a friend of mine.” She glanced at Black Gate. If Tsubomi were going to question her presence, it would probably take her a while to come to the thought, and a while longer to express it to anyone. "I don’t suppose you want another stuffed animal?”

It was a good thing Tsubomi’s reaction times were so slow. Black Gate looked like a deer caught in the headlights. There was a look of betrayal on her face, but then, as if suddenly understanding the situation, she forced a smile. ”I’m Michi. Pleased to meet you.” She gave a small bow.

A few seconds after the two greeted her, Tsubomi matched Michi’s bow and gave an introduction again. ”Hello.” she said in English. A few seconds later she stood back up to her usual slumped height. ”Are you who gave her the animals? The lion is nice. I think it’s friends with my cat.”

"Yeah, she wanted other people to have them.” Tsubomi had a cat? It was hard to imagine her keeping a pet. Unless it was a mascot? ”I’ve been trying to give them out, like I was saying, but being new in school makes it a little hard. I’ve already got a little bit of a weird reputation,” she said with a small shrug. "Not that there’s anything wrong with weird, but you know how people are.”

”Well...” Black Gate rubbed the back of her head. ”Maybe it would be less weird if others helped you distribute them?”

"That’s a good point. . .” She waited for a moment, considering whether the slow girl would be overburdened by the request. Haruna supposed it probably couldn’t hurt. "Tsubomi, did you want to take a few more and hand them out?”

A singular nod was her response. ”Who to?”

Haruna shrugged. "Pretty much whoever, I guess? Other kids at school, people you know, that kind of thing.” She looked to Michi for confirmation.

”Yes, just pass them around to who you can. You could also use them to decorate a space if you have permission.” Michi continued to look nervous. ”B-but it would be good to make sure they get distributed broadly, and don’t wind up in the hands of people who would destroy them for fun. I think it goes without saying that some people are clumsier than others, but you know. Everyone deserves a chance, right?”

Another nod. ”Okay.” Tsubomi’s head turned from side to side before landing back where it started. ”Why are you in a bush?”

”It’s actually a very interesting story.” Though Michi’s face didn’t look like she was interested. ”So! I don’t actually go to school here, but I thought it would be a good idea to check up on-” She hesitated. ”H-Haruna! Because she has so many of my little plush creations, and I wanted to see how she had been doing. But then when I walked past this bush, I thought I saw a silhouette that looked like Mr Binky. I leaned into the branch, it snapped, and I fell into it. I’m awfully clumsy sometimes. Fortunately, Haruna managed to see me fall in and helped pull me out. The reason why she’s still inside is because she was helping me find my ring, unless-” She patted down her pockets before drawing the aforementioned ring. ”Oh! Silly me! I had it in my pocket the entire time!” Her smile held for a fraction of a second before her worry returned. ”Please don’t spread any rumors. That’s exactly what happened.”

Haruna awkwardly stepped out of the bush, wondering what kind of rumors, exactly, that Michi thought Tsubomi would be spreading. She elected not to speculate too much in light of earlier assumptions made. ”Anyway, um, you said you had some more stuffed animals, right?” Best to move past the subject as fast as possible. The light girl didn't want to add any more lies to the situation. "You could hand those over to Tsubomi,” she suggested.

”I’ll have to get them later. I have too many to carry them all with me.” Michi adjusted her collar.

”Mm. So they can move…” Tsubomi’s head had been tilted during the explanation, but once she thought that she understood, she nodded. ”Can they talk too?”

It was, instead, Haruna's turn to tilt her head quizzically. ”I don't think they do either of those things?” Black Gate’s apparent conversation with them notwithstanding, of course. ”One could have ended up in the bushes because I gave it to the wrong person, or something.”

”Yes, it is as she says, they do not like to move on their own.” She nodded. ”They can talk, but it’s quiet. Here, let me show you.” She pulled a tiny plush angel out of her pocket. It would have been small enough to act as a phone charm. ”Come on Elroy, don’t be shy. Say hi to everyone.” She held the plush out. After a moment of silence, she pulled the angel into an embrace. ”He’s very shy, but did you hear him?” She tucked him into her pocket. ”If you plan on distributing them, you’ll eventually learn to hear their voices. Um, Haruna.“ She turned her head. ”Why don’t the two of you share what you have left, and I’ll just restock you when needed?“

”Sure, that works for me.” She deliberately didn’t mention that she heard nothing. It seemed pretty harmless to let her go on. It’s probably a coping mechanism or something. Dark girls became that way for a reason, after all; that much she knew, at least. ”I’ll bring an extra box to school tomorrow, how’s that sound?” she asked, turning to Tsubomi.

”Mm.” While she didn’t hear the plush speak, Tsubomi figured it was the distance between them. After all, if it was speaking quietly, then that would make sense. ”Okay.”

”Sounds good.“ Michi began to scuff her feet backwards. ”Anyway, I’ll be off now. It was nice to meet you, Tsubomi. Haruna? I’ll have my phone charged up by tomorrow and will call you then.“ She continued to shuffle backwards into the darkness, at which point she disappeared from sight. But not without knocking over a trash can, as evident by the sound coming from the alley.

Haruna watched the odd girl disappear from sight with some remaining bemusement, giving her a small wave as a sendoff. I wonder what’s really going on inside that head. Her newfound gifts were of great help in understanding what made people tick, but they were proving surprisingly unhelpful with Black Gate. A question to ponder later, she supposed, as someone else needed her attention. ”Did you need anything, Tsubomi? Doing okay?”

Giving a similar wave goodbye, Tsubomi was no more learned of anything than before she showed up, but that was fine with her. When Haruna turned her attention to her, Tsubomi shrugged a moment later. ”I was heading home when I saw you two.”

”Want me to walk home with you? I don’t have anything too urgent to do.” Not strictly a lie; she had homework and studying to get to, as well as feeding herself at some point, but looking after the Detention Club was a higher priority.

Tsubomi gave a shrug so slow that it didn’t seem like her shoulders were moving at all. ”I’ll be fine. If you want to.”

Haruna elected to take that as a yes, and gestured for Tsubomi to lead the way. She figured she was in for the long haul here; even if she was starting to suspect Tsubomi was sharper than she seemed on the outside, it didn’t mean she was suddenly going to begin walking at normal speeds. ”I guess I thought it might be nice to get to know each other, since we’ll be in the same club and stuff.”

With the addition of Haruna to the party, Tsubomi did as was suggested and began her long walk home.
”Okay.” After about three meters she stopped. ”Do you live this way?” If she was going to keep up her attempts to be more aware of people’s feelings, even without being able to feel them, then it would be bad to make Haruna walk all the way to her house and then have to go back the other way for herself.

”More or less,” she said with a shrug. Realistically, the distance didn’t matter at all, given how fast she could cross the landscape as Hizuki, but she hadn’t quite decided to let that bit of information slip yet. ”I’ve got time, though, so don’t worry about it.”

”Okay.” Again Tsubomi turned to walk towards her Aunt and Uncle’s home. Given her pace, it usually took about an hour to get there from school, despite the distance being walkable in twenty minutes for a normal person. Even if she was trying to act considerate, Tsubomi wasn’t planning to walk faster than was comfortable for her. Besides, this gave Haruna plenty of time to talk if she wanted. Unless someone were to spontaneously show up out of the blue.

"Hold on!“

A new, yet familiar voice called out from behind both girls as someone who smelled like tobacco leaves rushed towards their position. Rushed might have been a strong word for it. While definitely faster than Tsubomi, this girl had to work on her cardio.

Or stop smoking.



"Everyone’s favorite third wheel!“

— Suki Oyama


Suki leaned forward and grabbed her own knees. Once she had caught her breath, she stood up. "Wew! I thought I was going to be late. The janitor gets awfully mad when you throw away trash.“ Suki had tossed a lit cigarette into a waste paper basket. But she didn’t feel the need to share the specifics. "And uh...“ She turned to look at Haruna. "...Haruna! Yes, you’re uh, you’re both walking home together. Of course. I should think of a nickname for you.“ She scratched the back of her head. "You guys are doing good I trust?“ As if urging everyone to start walking, Suki took the first step and looked over her shoulder at the others.

”Oh, hey Suki. Yeah, we’re doing alright, I think.” She couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose at the odor. Was she really smoking enough to smell like that on her own? Not to mention she probably did something else to make the janitor mad. . . Still, she was here to help. Haruna wasn’t exactly expecting the dark girls to be perfect angels. ”Are you doing okay?”

"Yea! I just need to take a shower.“ She brushed some soot off of her shirt before turning around. She was walking backwards now. "And how’s… Sunshine here? Hmm?“ She locked eyes with Tsubomi. "Same as usual, I take it?“

Tsubomi obliviously lifted her chin, looking into the sky as she began walking towards her partner. But unfortunately, it was cloudy today. ”Too overcast.” A several seconds and three steps later, she realized what Suki had meant. ”Same as last night. Usual, now, I think.” Another few seconds passed before she remembered that she was still looking at the sky and lowered her head to look at Suki’s face. Without being able to feel what she felt, all Tsubomi could do is guess. Just like everyone else.

"Hmmm.“ Suki looked to the sky. "Too cloudy for my ray of sunshine. And not enough rain for my little rainbow...“ With a sigh, she turned ahead. "Do you guys wanna do something fun? You’re not that eager to get home, right?“

”Fun?” Haruna asked, sounding almost as if the idea was a foreign one to her. ”I guess I’d be up for something fun.” Her shoulders bobbed in noncommittal fashion. ”What did you have in mind?”

Suki giggled. "It’ll be a surprise, okay? We’re just going to take a short detour.“ Suki wasn’t able to take more than five steps before speaking again. "Any word about joining the club? We just had someone else join us last night, so I do think Boss Baby is feeling charitable! What do you think, Tsubomi?“

”It’s rare to get new people. Wanting to join or being accepted. Maybe Boss is trying to expand. Maybe she only wants one new person?”

Haruna scratched her head. ”Well, Roche hasn't said anything to me yet about it. I hope I get accepted, though. Not really sure what I'll be doing with myself otherwise.” Technically that was true. . . She failed to suppress a jaw-cracking yawn at the thought of last night. She'd been out basically until dawn, and while her mortal body was fine, the experience of getting that banged up made it hard to take what little opportunity to rest she’d allowed herself.

By the time Haruna got done with her yawn, she could see that Suki had not only stopped walking, but again, turned around to look at her. But there was a look of abject horror on her face, like a masked murderer was standing right behind Haruna. "You met Roach already?“ She began to roll her thumbs over each other. Quickly. "I uh, I thought Aneki was going to be your go between for that. She didn’t like, try to do anything weird, did she?“

The response was abject confusion. ”Uh. . . no?” Seriously, is that all you think about!? “Like I said, I haven’t heard from her. Or Kiyo.” She paused. ”Who also hasn’t like, tried to drag me into a bathroom or whatever you think Roche might have done.”

Suki’s pale skin suddenly became even more pale. If she wasn’t moving, one might suspect that her soul had left her body. "E-excuse me? Why would I think Roach did something like that!?“ She turned her body and held up her arm, as if to deflect the accusation. "She’s just kind of gruff and a bit of a showoff. I was surprised to hear you mention her, I uh...“ As Suki spoke, she started to calm down. "I mean, not all of our members are the friendliest, you know? Tsubomi keeps to herself but not everyone is so easy going.“ It was clear that Suki was still agitated, but she turned away and folded her arms behind her back before walking again. "Dragged into a bathroom.“ She repeated. " I don’t think you have to worry about anyone doing that to you. At least if they did they’d get your consent first.“ Suki chuckled. "I didn’t realize you were that open about that sort of stuff.“

Haruna’s skin did the opposite of Suki’s, her cheeks flushing bright pink. ”Wh-I’m not! You were the one making weird implications!” She waved her arms frantically. ”What else was I supposed to think when you got all shocked and asked if someone tried anything weird!?”

Suki’s entire body shuttered before she came to a stop. She stood there for a moment before a slow, tired sigh left her body. "Huh.“ The words were spoken as if she just had an epiphany. She turned around, yet again, to look at Haruna. "I uh, I just kind of talk like that. I didn’t mean to imply anything, and, uh, I’m sorry. I guess I’m the weird one.“ She bowed her head slightly. Then she flipped out her phone. "Oh, wow, I am late today.“ She brushed her hair out of her face before looking at both of the girls. "They’re expecting me home, so I should really get going. I don’t even think I have time to walk with Tsubomi, so, uh, um, uh, I guess I’ll be heading off.“ She flapped her hand at them. "Bye-bye.“ She spun on her heel and walked off, but it was a pace Tsubomi wouldn’t be able to keep up with.

”O-oh, um, I didn’t mean to chase you off. . . !” Haruna called after her, briefly leaving Tsubomi behind as she moved to follow. ”I just didn’t know how to react, I’m sorry.” The light girl in hiding sounded genuinely pained by how bothered Suki seemed, weirdness or no. ”I wanna see whatever surprise you had in mind, if that’s still okay.”

"Ah, I dunno, it’s pretty late...“

Tsubomi blinked, then again. When she finally snapped out of her futile attempts to access her magic, Suki was walking running away. It was also about that time that the conversation caught up with her. Suki definitely [seemed to be having some pretty strong emotions, but was she really? Tsubomi never knew her to pretend to feel things she didn’t, but lots of things she’d consider strange had been happening lately.

Turning to where Haruna had just been standing only to find her missing, her head moved to the right and then left before she caught sight of her again. She was chasing after Suki, which was probably a good thing since not doing so would be worse for the girl everyone called a pervert. She tried to follow, but even at her best speed she was only almost as fast as a normal walk, so she chose to just keep her focus on Suki as she trailed further and further behind.

While trying to dissuade Haruna from following her, she caught a glimpse of Tsubomi looking back at her. With a sigh, the delinquent stepped past Haruna. "Okay, we can go look.“ She arrived before Tsubomi. "But we do need to move a little faster.“ Suki might have been a skinny, tar lunged highschooler, but Tsubomi was relatively fun sized. It wasn’t too hard to get the girl up on her back. She could carry her a little while like this. "I’m probably not going to be able to talk very much, but uh, how about you tell us why you’re hanging out in Hibusa town?“

Haruna looked down at the ground. ”I moved in here with my uncle a few weeks ago. My, uh. . .” She trailed off, not really sure how much she wanted to say here. ”I live here now. That’s all.” The drop in mood was palpable.

From her new vantage point, Tsubomi watched Haruna avoid the question, but didn’t feel any real desire to dig. Instead, she treated it like a normal conversation and tried to act the way that was probably expected of someone. ”I live with my uncle too. Is your aunt here too?”

”I do have other family in town, but my uncle lives alone. It’s usually just me in the apartment, since he’s pretty busy.” Haruna didn’t mention that she’d more or less deliberately slipped through the cracks, trying to be left to her own devices with a minimum of supervision.

”That would be convenient. Do you get an allowance, or have a job?” Tsubomi wondered if it would be worth living mostly alone, when that would mean having to do housework and cooking for herself. She’d probably starve to death, if she were honest with herself.

”An allowance. I think I’d die if I had to work a job on top of the rest of my schedule,” Haruna said, somewhat ruefully. ”Especially if I get into the club properly. I’m lucky, though, my family’s pretty well off overall, so my allowance is really nice.”

”The club isn’t a lot of work.” Sure, they were “officially” there to help people with random things, and they did so, but at least in Tsubomi’s experience most of it was during the school day. ”Do you have a lot of time set for studying?”

Haruna nodded. ”Studying, and I’m thinking of trying out for one of the sports teams at school. I was on a few back home, and in the meantime I’ve been trying to stay in shape.” She still felt a bit bad about lying, but it was probably still good to keep what was actually taking up so much time under wraps. The club had been pretty welcoming, but that didn’t necessarily mean she wanted every dark girl in town to know where Hizuki the Daybreak slept. Or their light counterparts, for that matter, given how . . . enthusiastic. . . the GEMs could be.

”Mm.” Haruna didn’t really look like the sporty type to Tsubomi, but she didn’t realize that she even had that thought. Instead, the thought she noticed was… ”What sport do you want to play?” Her wording accidently implied what her subconscious was wondering, not that she was aware of it. Was Haruna going to join the Track Team with Roche? Or was she going to join multiple?

”I hadn’t really decided yet. I can’t be in as many as I was before. . . maybe I could join some with someone else in the club?” She glanced over Suki and Tsubomi. They, similarly, did not look like the sporty type. Haruna might’ve looked more like the type if she wasn’t perpetually exhausted, at least.

”What were you in before?”

”Kendo, tennis, and baseball. I mostly started kendo to get out of piano lessons for it. It always annoyed Mom a little.” She sounded happy to talk about her sports, but the mention of her parents made her expression fall a bit, despite her efforts to hide it. ”I just don’t like sitting still for that stuff, even if the alternative was ‘too boyish.’”

”Kendo… Maybe you’ll be club bodyguard.” A pause for a moment. ”Why don’t you like piano? Music is good.”

Haruna shrugged. ”Like I said, I’m just bad at sitting still. It’s not like there’s anything wrong with piano or something like that, it’s just, I dunno, not really my thing.” She thought for a moment. ”Also my tutor was some old guy that smelled funny. We didn’t get along very well.”

Suki’s face had been getting reader and reader as they walked along. Finally she stopped and kneeled so that Tsubomi could climb off of her back. Slowly. At her own pace. Once Tsubomi was off, Suki sighed and ran a hand across her forehead. "That, was, a work out“ she managed between breaths. Once she stood up, she faced Haruna. "One of the club members is really into music and is trying to start her own band. Willow plays the violin, Tsubomi sings, and I play drums. If you don’t like sitting down, maybe a keytar would be more your style. You could hop around like a lead guitarist while playing the piano, essentially.“ As if to demonstrate, Suki grabbed an air keytar and started hopping around. Though she started coughing shortly afterwards and stopped her prancing. "Um, or you could always put on some taps and dance around. Kendo requires good footwork, right?“

Haruna couldn’t help but cringe slightly at the thought of spending more time than necessary with Willow, despite the fact that only Hizuki was supposed to know Willow. ”It does, but I don’t think there’s that much similarity between kendo and tap dancing.” She debated internally for a moment, weighing her various goals against the potential rudeness of insinuating further that Suki’s fitness might be lacking. ”I dunno about joining a band, but did you maybe want to join me on my afternoon run sometime? I actually wanted to ask you about something in private, so that’d be a good chance.”

"Oh!“ Suki’s eyes shifted side to side. "Oh... She looked directly at Haruna. The corners of her lips twitched into a nervous smile. After spending far too much time staring at her, Suki finally sighed. "I-I’d love to go for a run with you, and if you want to talk to me about something then that’s fine with me! Heh! But um, you know, Tsubomi wouldn’t be able to join us…“

Haruna gave her a reassuring smile back. ”Great. It gets a little lonely sometimes.” She glanced at the rather languid girl before returning to Suki. ”That’s probably fine. Like I said, I wanted to talk about something kinda privately.” That something being Tsubomi herself, of course. Suki seemed to be her best friend in the group, so mentioning it to her was probably the most benefit for potential risk. The thought prompted another, more anxious look in Tsubomi’s direction. Honestly, I don’t want to leave her alone at all, but at least she doesn’t seem motivated enough to act on it. . .

"Okay!“ Suki agreed a little bit too quickly. "I don’t really keep secrets from Tsubomi, buuuuuuut I can probably swing by your running spot some day soon.“ Suki had no important plans. They could have gone running now if she hadn’t lied about needing to go home. "I probably don’t look like it, but I used to run all the time. Then uh, something happened with my last running partner. But! Where do you typically run? Is it in town or do you go to the mountain to run in the forest?“

”Huh, I hadn’t really thought of going up to the mountain. I’ll have to see how close the roads are to my apartment. Thanks for the idea, Suki.” She smiled again, looking a bit happier now. ”I usually just run to the outskirts of town and back unless I have groceries to pick up. There’s a bus stop over in that general direction, the one with the pasta place across the street? We could meet up there.”

"And then we could have some pasta once we’re done.“ Suki thought out loud. "Yea, we could make that work. I’ve never tried eating at the Pit Stop, but it looks cool!“ She peaked over her shoulder, only to realize that they were slightly out pacing Tsubomi. Suki stopped in her tracks. "We’re actually already there!“ The excitement in her voice caused Suki’s voice to squeak. "Where the fun is, not the Pit Stop.“ she corrected after the fact.

After turning the corner, the trio of girls were greeted by a small park area. Like everything else in Hibusa town, it lacked the majesty and upkeep of the parks Haruna had visited in the City of Light. The trees were overgrown, the hedge plants were too, and the lawn had overtaken the stone walkway. Though someone must have been thinking of cleaning up the place. There was a brand new galvanized garbage can sitting in the middle of the park. Additionally, there were four swings. Two sets of rusted arches held a pair of swings each. They had been strung up with fresh chains, and the seats looked to be new as well.

”A playground?” Haruna sounded slightly confused. She hadn’t really been sure what to expect from the local blood witch. ”I guess it’s been a while since I visited one of these.”

Having had the conversation that the other two girls had been having finally processed in her mind, Tsubomi would, nowadays, normally have apologized to Suki for being so hard to carry. The only thing stopping her was the much quicker realization that the conversation where that would be appropriate had already passed. So instead she walked over to a swing and began to move back and forth, but without raising or moving her feet from their singular position. Even with the motion being fed by her own actions, the demands of gravity meant that her body was moving at a speed beyond what she could normally muster.

It was fun. As much as it could be when it couldn’t spark happiness. ”This was a good idea. Thanks, Suki.

"Not a problem!“ Suki might have been blushing, or maybe her face was still red from carrying Tsubomi. Either way, it seemed like she was genuinely pleased with this outcome. This was one of the few things that seemed to work out, and hopefully there would be many more in her future.
Marrie Knight

Marrie had hoped to get everything done in time to head home for a moment, but the printer having shot out incomplete copies had eaten up too much time for that. So she found herself cycling to the Micromart as fast as she could, already in her esper form. She didn't think there was anyone who would be participating who didn't know her mundane identity, so it was more in the vein of wanting to be prepared if they all got attacked. At this point she wouldn't be surprised if everyone in Pax knew that she sometimes had blue hair and magic...

She arrived just in time to catch Orion's arrival, Marrie's tires coming to a stop a few yards away from Ashley as she gave her explanation to her boss. Finally at a resting point, she pulled up her phone and saw the update to the plan; GEMINI had done more digging than Marrie could and linked a lot of the guest list to hostiles. Also, they appeared to have been told that she herself was the one who gathered the data. She shot a quick glance at Ashley, but thought better of making an assumption and simply got off her bicycle.

The whiteboard seemed to confirm the message she'd just read, that Maverick was going to be a distraction while GEMINI went up top. Speaking of which...

"Sorry I'm late." She didn't give a reason because none would be quite valid enough. Instead she went to each of the espers present, as well as both Billy and who she assumed was Dr. Moller, and handed each a folded paper map that she'd printed. Once she was sure she'd gotten everyone, she reluctantly handed Fritzi her laptop bag. Even though it had no data on it that wasn't related to the opperation, she was still filled with aprehension at the idea of letting someone else handle it. But ultimately it would be best to let GEMINI have access to it and the updating map of the cameras, since they had the best way to communicate with everyone.

"Can't disregard the possibility that the camera streams are fake, but the big blue square icon labelled 'Map' should help if they're not." She shrugged. "As long as eighteen is where the guest list says, everything should go..." She paused. When had anything she'd been through as an esper go as planned? "Relatively... Uh. Relatively like you're probably expecting, but probably worse than we're hoping." Shaking her head to dislodge her fears, she began to walk towards Billy when she realized something.

"Hey, sorry, but the plan's summary I got didn't say where I'm supposed to go," she asked as she glanced around.

Took me long enough, huh?

So for the record, it wasn't until after I started writing this CS, days after I thought of what digimon I wanted to use, that I made the connection between it and the RP's title.

Also, wasn't sure where or when the two would be dropped as a late entry player, so I left where they enter and some history stuff vague, or at least tried to attach some places to hook into.

Also also, please don't expect this level of quality for every post I make. This is the combination of a good mindset, motivation, and love for digimon in general. I normally only have 1-2 of those things at a given time.

Edit:
Added the source of Sora's name, and a Baby 1 stage.

As said on Discord, the techniques are meant to be similar to the game attacks, where the usage of them doesn't necessarily equate to being able to do similar things without using a technique. For example, while Sora (in Adult stage and up) can attack at the speed of an irl master swordsman, that doesn't mean she can attack instantly like her techniques can, unless she uses one.

Edit Edit:
Fixed some typos that I can't believe I missed.

Edit Edit Edit:
Did some further detailing of things, (notably the items Kari carries) made it so that Hyokomon gets the name Sora from Kari, (to be shown IC if accepted) and hopefully didn't go too far with those things. Did the changes on my phone, so I apologize for any typos or errors.
Looking forward to more feedback~

Edit X4:
Did a change to one of Butenmon's techniques to make it (probably) more in line with what the canon intention of it is?
Main update is a total overhaul of Kari's character. To give context, I wound up in a writing state and accidentally way over corrected, and then cut it down a bit to something that hopefully isn't still too extreme? Typically when I have to nerf a character, I do something like this, but I can't be sure I didn't overdo it in the opposite direction.
Of course, please give me any feedback you think is needed, even if it's starting over, lol.



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