[CHAR] Digimon Story: Project F [Closed]

Erased.

[Crimson Flame]

Name: Maxwell "Max" Hudson
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3"
Build: Athletic, 187 lbs I guess...
Digivice: Violet

Personality: Max is a cheerful, optimistic guy who doesn't like to be bogged down with unpleasant thoughts. He enjoys laughing and making jokes with others, even in inappropriate situations. He is easygoing and friendly, which makes it easy for him to befriend people. He is really good at understanding other people's emotions, and is an emotional guy himself. He is not embarrassed to show his feelings. He cries when he is sad, and is openly affectionate towards those he cares for. Even with people he is just friends with, he still expresses affection through handshakes, hugs, and other forms of touch. Max considers himself a hopeful romantic. He has an idealistic view of love, and is passionate about these views. He loves love, and enjoys romance of all sorts. Max has a lustful side to him as well. He is openly gay, and doesn't bother hiding it anymore, since he's spent too much time having to repress his sexuality already. He is often fawning over attractive men. He often makes teasing and flirty comments to other guys he finds attractive, as well as even outright touching them, even if he knows they're not gay. He just sees it as being friendly, and doesn't see any harm in it. If he is in a committed relationship, he won't do this as much if he knows it upsets the other person (at least not in front of them anyway.) He'll usually direct his behaviors towards his boyfriend instead. He truly believes in love, is driven more by his emotions than logic, and tends to act impulsively as a result. It is something he has always done. He sometimes does not think about how his actions affect others until it is too late, and winds up feeling bad about it afterwards if something goes wrong. When someone does become his friend. he gets attached to that person very easily, and can be clingy and overly dependent. He will always be in your business, will constantly call/text you, and do things for you whether you want it or not. He also doesn't take rejection very well, he'llusually deny the rejection, or come upwith excuses to avoid feeling heartbroken.

Max is very sensitive, and is willing to be a shoulder to cry on, and give you some words of encouragement when you are down. For him, hurt feelings hurt worse than a hurt body. It is very easy to get him to like you, and once he is your friend he will remain your friend for life. If there's one thing Max can't stand, it's being forced to do something he doesn't like. He can usually respect authority, but it becomes a problem when he feels that the authority is unfair. Trying to control him is the fastest way to get him upset. When he gets upset, he will lash out. Max also reacts with anger when being reminded of his abusive father. Max is the type of guy that lives in the moment, and isn't one for planning for the future, preferring to deal with things as they happen. He doesn't really like schedules or routines, finding them boring and restrictive.

Max has always been right brain dominant. It's partly the reason why he always struggled in school as a kid, and gravitates towards arts. It doesn't mean he's dumb, just that his way of thinking is different from a left brained person. Max is a creative individual. His favorite pastime is drawing and painting, and he often be found doodling in a sketch book when he has free time. He also knows how to sew and make clothes. He's not planning to be a designer or anything, he just likes making costumes, or just making things purple. In addition to his creative pursuits, he enjoys Video Games, Anime, Disney, and other things that most would consider geeky. He also has an affinity for cute things. Max doesn't care for sports that involve a ball all that much, after being forced to participate in them for so long. He's willing to play games with friends, but isn't super competitive. After spending years being scared of his father, and finally getting out of that situation, he has had enough of being concerned what other people thought about him. He is going to be himself, and if you don't like it, that's your problem not his. Max is able to empathize with others in a similar situations. He sees himself in them, and really wants to help them. This can drive some people nuts because of how overbearing he can be. He does genuinely care about people.

Max does not drink any kind of alcohol, at all. It has only caused him nothing but trouble in his life. He is also uneasy in situations where other people are drinking...

Appearance: Max is a tall and lean young man standing at 6'3". He is physically fit, and has a, toned, well muscled, physique that he enjoys showing off. At one point, his dad put him on a strict exercise program, and while he hated being forced to do it, he admits it's done wonders for his body. He still works out regularly to maintain it, just at his own pace, and not as intense, He has a fair complexion, and his face is free of blemishes and facial hair. His strawberry blonde hair looks messy, but he likes it that way, claiming that it adds character to his look. It appears to be longer on the top than it is on the sides, and it seems to go in many different directions. He doesn't wear any hair gel, since he doesn't like the feel of stiff hair. He has a round, boyish face with wide expressive eyes that are a deep shade of blue. He often has a smile on his face.

Max's choice in clothes changes with his mood. Some days, he dresses casually and wears a simple tank top and jeans. On other days, he wears fancier clothing. He does know how to sew and make clothes to suit his own tastes. He likes bright colors, but usually wears various shades of purple. His signature outfit consists of a light purple tight fitting tank top, and a dark purple cotton hoodie over it if it's cold enough. On the bottom, he wears a pair of blue jeans held up by a black belt with a metal buckle, and purple and white high top sneakers on his feet. He carries around a purple messenger bag to carry his things in.[/i]

Backstory: Max Hudson was born and raised in New York, where he has spent most of his life. His father, Joseph "Joe" Hudson, is part of wealthy prominent family, as well as a retired athlete, while his mother, Kimberly, while not born into a wealthy family, made her own money the old fashioned way, by working hard. While Max grew up in wealth and luxury, he didn't have the best relationship with his father. Max's father was a strict man, and had high expectations for his son. He had a low tolerance for failure, and Max was disciplined harshly when the expectations were not met. His father had always wanted his boy to follow in his footsteps. He wanted his son to be an athlete like him, and act like the upper-class elite that he is. From the moment Max could walk and talk, he pushed that dream onto him. He was sent to elite private schools to study, and was encouraged (or rather forced) to join the football team. His mother didn't agree on what her husband was doing, saying Max should be able to make his own choices, but the man wouldn't have any of it. Claiming that football builds character, and would make him strong. Max hated football, but stayed with it in order to please his strict father. Over the years, he started to develop and get stronger. That still didn't change the fact that he hated what he was being forced to do something he didn't want to do for stupid reasons. He also didn't agree with his father's ideas about how a man should act. Still, he kept his mouth shut, but resentment slowly started to build.

Growing up, Max always had an interest in art. He was often doodling in his school notes when he should have been paying attention in class. While he excelled in art classes, he wasn't good in Math, and was average everywhere else. His mother encouraged his artistic talents, but his father chastised them. Claiming that art was for sissies, and that it would never do him any good. Naturally, Max was always closer to his mother than he was with his father. She was the one who told him bedtime stories as a kid, which is how his view of romantic love developed. She was also the one who encouraged his artistic goals where his father never did. His parents often disagreed on a lot of other things besides how to raise their child. It was not uncommon for the two to have very heated arguments on a regular basis.

One day, Joe came down on Max very hard for doodling on his school papers. He told him he would never make it as an artist, and that he was a disgrace to the family name. His anger got so bad, he slapped his son hard across his face. His wife returned home from work just in time to witness this. After seeing this, Kimberly decided that was the last straw for her. After a very loud argument, Max's mother filed for divorce. She got custody of her son, and they moved out of the home they shared with Joe. Max quit the football team, and spent time improving his art skills.

For some time, Max was happy. He lived a comfortable life at home with his mother. He was popular in school, and made a lot of friends due to his outgoing. He still practiced his painting, and his grades improved. Unfortunately, it wasn't meant to last. When he was fourteen, his mother was involved in a serious car crash that left her severely wounded. She ultimately died from blood loss on the way to the hospital. He was forced to live with his father. Max barely had time to grieve for his mother's death. His father imposed his ideas just like before. He took away all his art supplies, and Max was disciplined much worse than before. Joe had started drinking after the divorce, and as Max found out, he was a violent, angry drunk, who would go berserk, and often yell, scream, and beat him over the slightest things. It is because of his father, that Max refuses to drink any type of alcohol.

Regardless of what was happening at home, Max still kept up a cheerful facade in front of others. He didn't dare tell anyone of his father's abuse for various ranging from thinking he won't be believed, making the situation worse. His father was very good at acting like a supportive parent in public, fueling Max's fears. Due to his resentment of his father, he tried to look for the affection he didn't get at home from others. He wanted people to like him, and tried very hard to please everyone. He constantly worried about what other people thought, and kept things secret from people that he felt would make them think negatively of him. (Such as the fact he likes cartoons like My Little Pony, or that he didn't have care to listen to the guys talking about girls. He didn't find himself interested in them.) Despite feeling miserable inside, he kept smiling through the pain. Every night he cried in his pillow, and swore he would get out of this one day.

He found any excuse he could think of to not have to come home and deal with his father, studying with friends, trying to find a job, whatever was plausible. He also did some rebellious things behind his father's back, like sneaking out after school to go to parties, and other popular hangouts. Not coming home until very late into the night. It was at one of these parties that he met a very special guy named Robert (better known as Robbie) that was close to his age. Max first laid eyes on him when he was playing his guitar, and singing for a crowd of people. Max noticed three things about him. The first thing, he had a beautiful singing voice, two he was very handsome even though he was embarrassed to be having that kind of thought at the time, and the third was that his guitar was covered in Hello Kitty stickers. After he was done performing, Max felt the urge to talk to him. The two of them started to hit it off very quickly. After Max found out they went to the same school, the two started spending a lot of time together. They had a lot of things in common, including the fact that they were both artists, although, Robbie was a musician and a poet rather than a traditional artist. It soon became clear that there relationship was more than just platonic. Max couldn't stop himself from thinking about how hot his friend was, and had feelings about him that he never felt about anyone before, let alone another guy. He found out the feeling was mutual, and started growing closer until they eventually had their first kiss.

After that, the two stared going steady. Max was excited about the status of his relationship, but also scared. He knew his father would never approve of him dating another guy. He definitely couldn't invite him over to his house. He kept his relationship a secret so his father wouldn't find out. It was exciting at first, but all the sneaking around had a negative effect on the relationship. Robbie was openly gay, but Max was still in the closet. He wanted to be able to be public with his boyfriend. Max was worried about the reaction people would have if people found out he was dating guys, particularly his dad. He occasionally would pretend to go out with girls so people wouldn't get suspicious, which upset Robbie more. Robbie gave Max an ultimatum to come out, or their relationship was over. Max couldn't do it, and Robbie left. Max was devastated.

Throughout all this, he was able to bring his grades up during his last year of high school, and managed to graduate. Now that he was an adult, Max could go to art college and pursue his passions. Max revealed these plans to his father, and of course, it did not go well. A loud argument ensued that night, which ended up with Max coming out as gay. Max's father was drunk at the time, and proceeded to punch him in the face a number of times, threaten to kill him, and use several gay slurs before passing out. After that, Max had enough, and ran away from home. He went to the only place he could think of to go, his ex-boyfriend's house. His dad had never met Robbie before, he would never know to go looking for him there. After knocking on the door, and explaining to Robbie's parents, and Robbie himself, what had happened, the family took the boy in for a while. Robbie felt bad for leaving Max after discovering the reason why he was in the closet. It didn't take very long for the two boys to rekindle their relationship. Max hadn't seen or heard from his dad since.

After he and Robbie publicly came out as a couple, he found out nearly everybody in school pretty much suspected Max wasn't straight. All of his friends were ok with it. After everything that had happened, Max stopped trying to hide parts of himself to please people. It just wasn't worth the effort. Now, he was going to live life the way he wanted, and no one was going to stop him. Max and Robbie had planned to go to attend the same college, and be roommates.

However, before they could go through with those plans, something bad happened. Robbie was involved in a fatal car accident with a drunk driver. Making the situation worse, was the fact that the drunk driver turned out to be his father, who survived the accident. It was as if that man couldn't resist making one more attempt at making his life miserable. Of course, his dad was arrested and put in prison for DUI as well as vehicular manslaughter, much to Max's relief. He also discovered that he had inherited a large sum of money from his deceased mother that his father had been keeping a secret for some time. Still, he had lost his boyfriend, in the exact same way he had lost his mother. He put off starting school, and spent a lot of nights crying alone. The sudden loss left a hole in his heart he was unable to fill. He took the next semester off to grieve, get therapy, and figure out what to do next. Somewhere along the way, he got an E-Mail about Project F, and took up the offer on a whim. He recently received a package in the mail containing an Digivice. Upon touching, he was whisked off to some unfamiliar place. After being explained of that he would become a Digi-Naitve, Max decided to stick with it. Thinking a change of pace would be good for him.

~ X ~

Digimon: Gatomon

Digimon Name: Cinderella

Personality: While Cinderella can come off as being silly and childish, she is a compassionate, nurturing Digimon. She is always there to help others, and is normally really sympathetic and empathetic with anyone who is in trouble. She cares deeply for others, and is also maternal. She sees her friends as her family and will do anything to protect them even putting herself in danger. She shares her tamer's view on love, and often flirts with male Digimon she likes. Also like her tamer, she also tends to run on emotion more than logic, and often acts rashly as a result.

Digivolution Line |

• (Fresh Digimon - Yukimibotamon)
• (In-Training Digimon - Nyaromon)
• (Rookie Digimon - Salamon)
• (Champion Digimon - Gatomon)
• (Ultimate Digimon - Angewomon)
• (Mega Digimon - Ophanimon)

Other: If Crests were a thing, his would be Love. :P

[SleepingSilence]

Asher Shaw

*Closest Approximation*

"Try to chill a little..."

Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 5’11 (Feet and inches.)
Build: Average (160 pounds)
Digivice Color: Bright Orange

Personality: Asher is notably wise, given his age. He stays out of trouble and respects authority. He doesn’t even curse. He is very patient, and reacts calmly to even the most disastrous situations. Is sensitive to others problems and does his best to empathize. Doing his best to cooperate with others and rationalize his point of view. He makes an effort to be clean, though needing a tight schedule for help. Very hardworking and studious, all to fulfill his potential.

He seems absent-minded at times, frequently daydreaming and having nightmares. But is very reserved and keeps his own emotions quiet. Preferring to not bother others with his problems, only speaking concisely and logically. Hardly ever having a scowl, or smile on his face. He’s only noticeably uncomfortable around religious themes and conversations involving his mother.

He is quite forgetful in general, needing a detailed schedule. He doesn’t remember faces. He doesn’t remember birthdays, due dates, names. Very cautious to trying new things. Especially anything he’d consider dangerous or morally wrong. He’s let others high expectations of him go to his head a bit. Acting rather conceited, often looking down upon people he sees as lazy. He can occasionally be petty, which usually means receiving a very cold shoulder.

Appearance: Often wearing cooler colors, blues, greens, grays and whites. He has no birthmarks or much distinguishing him out of the crowd. He occasionally wears hoodies with ears or tails, only because they personally amuse him. He doesn’t have any piercings or tattoos, nor does he want them. His posture is often relaxed, unless in the presence of an authority figure. Often having a blank or absent expression. He has a habit of rubbing his eyes and may have dark circles under his eyelids from bad dreams.

Unlike the picture. His hair is longer, reaching his neck. Colored white, as is his eyes.

Backstory: Growing up in the Midwest. His parents were both workaholics and obsessed with furthering their careers. Neither having any families or non-work relationships to worry about. Both seemed to love the other for their intense passion in disregard for others, even staying engaged for an absurdly long time before getting married. The father was a Chief of Medicine, and the mother was a real estate agent. The child was considered a blessing, even though it was a mistake. She passed away due to poor health, when Asher was very young. Asher didn’t have a single real memory of his mother. Only having the recordings and pictures she left behind. But through his father's wealth and mother’s insurance policy that never had financial troubles. He lived a content and sheltered life through private and old-fashioned religious school due to his mother's wishes and upbringing. Throughout most of his childhood, he wasn’t allowed to play violent video games, watch sexual themes in television or listen to vulgar music. But he never really wanted to anyway.

He was quite sharp, even at a young age and studied hard and wired to keeping a schedule on him at all times. Highly encouraged and perhaps over-zealously pushed into becoming the best and brightest like his father was in school. His father didn’t used physical punishment, but the school certainly did. However, that never became an issue. Because most of the teachers and authority figures really liked him and admired his hard work. The other children were reluctant to bully him, since he was one of the few students to be in the strict teachers good graces. But it also lead to him not really having any friends, but his father had always told him “Friends are replaceable and unnecessary. Knowledge is forever and actually valuable.” Unsurprisingly, not a very good or well-liked man, but he was a decent father.

Though, Asher never honestly believed in a god and his father was never able to ask why god would take away his mother if he actually cared about them? Living upper-middle class didn’t really spoil him into having much, in fact he didn’t have many freedoms growing up at all. Only occasionally treated to junk food and candy. Given books to study and projects to keep his brain occupied. His present for being such a good student and helping the church for multiple summer vacations, a computer and online access that his father trusted him enough to be mostly unfiltered. One thing he frequently pleaded for his father to give him. This made him grow appreciation for art and made him interested in other cultures and languages and helped opened him up. Making him better understand interaction with others, and gave him a sense of humor and pleasures that he didn’t take for granted.

His teens hadn’t really changed him much, even being able to somehow convince his father to give him a cellphone, mostly to help him keep an easy schedule, and teach him how to drive. But it did give him some recurring nightmares that he hadn’t told his father about, who had become more grumpy and bitter. Not to him specifically, always behaving sternly. But about life in general, and is often seen coming home and drinking alcohol more and more often. Occasionally rambling and sobbing in his bedroom all night. The house had a darker atmosphere that was unbearable. He was terrified of losing his father. He did start to question what his purpose in life really was, if he had one at all. He was given the freedom to become any high paying successful job he wanted, but did he actually want that at all? He wasn’t sure anymore. He couldn’t help but feel empty, and in need of something. One day he had received this message from the CEO of Re:DigiWorks, which lead to his life changing forever, that no book could have prepared him for...

It was his fault for signing something when requested by another adult. He had at least a year inside this Project-F. Stuck in an unfamiliar world, with unfamiliar people around his age without many answers to his questions. Despite being near polar opposites of his partner digimon, like magnets they attached to each other quickly than either expected. Acting incredibly close for spending only a little time together, he's one of the few that can calm his most violent tantrums, and keeps him on the straight and narrow. Though Asher couldn't shake the feeling that his partner, had some kind of traumatic past.

Other:
Theme:Falling Inside The Black - Skillet

"Don't make me set you ablaze!

Digimon: Vorvomon

Digimon Name: Vulcan

Personality: Passionate to a fault, he is very active and is usually ready to do anything, anytime. He is very daring, fearlessly being able to jump into a fight or dangerous situation. Very strong, not just physically but mentally unwavering. His sense of loyalty is rarely earned, but he'll not abandon those he’s closest to. Oddly, he has prided himself on never once telling a lie and will always be honest.

Also, aggressive to a fault. But not always negatively, if he’s being friendly or is in a good mood. He’ll be quite lively and playful. Enjoying some rough-housing. He is also outspoken, and will not let a single thought of his go unsaid. His stubborn behavior is very child-like. Although usually not particularly dangerous, highly emotional and can become unpredictable.

Without his partner, he wouldn’t have morals to speak of. Amoral in nature and Hedonism is what drives most of his decisions. His anger can build up from seemingly innocuous statements made by himself or others. Though he can cool down just as quickly. Often threatening to set things ablaze, thankfully more often than he does it. But can still be needlessly destructive. Usually reserved for people who mean him (and those he’s close to) harm, becoming rather brutally violent and would likely be considered crossing lines to those morally sensitive.

Digivolution Line |

• Punimon
• Peti-Meramon
• Vorvomon
• Lavorvomon
• Lavogaritamon
• Volcanicdramon

Other:
Theme:Invincible -Adelitas Way

[Riegal]

Anemone

Name: Anemone "Anne" Maiden
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Height: 5'7"
Build: Athletic (at least for a teen)
Digivice Color: Yellow

Personality:
Anemone has a bit of a tomboyish streak to her, which mainly manifests itself through hyper-competitiveness, and a sense of curiosity that drags her around by the nose. The girl is a something of a low-key show-off, wanting others to be impressed with her and the things she can do. It's validation, for her, to have people look up to her and praise her--a side effect of this is that she's very willing to help out with most anything, to gain the admiration of those she helps. All this tends to lead to her being on the reckless side of things, acting first and asking questions later (Was it really a good idea to cannonball off that bridge with a dozen people watching? Did that girl actually deserve such a hard punch to the nose?) in an attempt to be the first to do things and to not be shown up.

She's not particularly outgoing or loud-mouthed, and is actually more on the awkward side when dealing with people; while she does genuinely enjoy interacting with others, she can't help but feel shy, though she pushes through it, sometimes coming off as a bit of a bumbling dork as a result (to her dismay). When she feels strongly about something, she can ignore this softer-spoken side of hers and make her point heard. The confidence and self-assuredness she gives off is something of a front, made to deal with her insecurities--the last thing she wants is to fail, especially in front of others. While she can avoid thinking about such things normally, after the fact--when she realizes that she's failed and made a fool of herself--it hits her hard. She worries far more about what people think of her than is healthy, and can't stand even the thought that others may see her as weak and incapable. When push comes to shove, she'll fight until she can no longer move, if only to avoid the stinging shame of failure.

All-in-all, Anemone's a genuine and hard-working person, who tries to make friends with everyone (at first, at least--she isn't too afraid with making an enemy out of someone who's pissed her off, but she does try to avoid it), which helps save her from coming off as obnoxious and self-absorbed when she otherwise might. She's also surprisingly level-headed, for how she acts--she usually knows what she's doing might be a bad idea, but she goes through with it anyways.

Backstory:
Born in Toronto, Canada as the oldest of three siblings, Anemone's been an adventurous go-getter from a young age. Often forced by her parents to drag around her younger brothers, she learned to be a leader of sorts, pushing them to improve themselves in whatever they did so she had better competition to beat. The sibling rivalries were strong in her family, and fed her competitive nature, driving Anemone to become an overachiever. No where is this more exemplified than in her volleyball play, in which she is impressive enough to play at a national level, with an attitude that has earned her the team captain role on every group she's played with.

Her main focus in life has essentially always been volleyball. For it, her grades have never been the best, and neither has her social life (beyond having the 'awe' of some of her classmates, her only real friends have been teammates, and--predictably--conversations with them are most often about volleyball). Beginning to near the end of high-school, Anemone has begun to panic a little about her future. While she may be good at volleyball, she doesn't believe she's quite at the level needed to make a living off of the sport. Knowing this time of her life is inevitably going to come to an end, the girl's begun scrambling to do better in school, and to try to discover something she'd like to do as a career, but as of yet nothing has even remotely clicked. Terrified of losing her 'extraordinary' status, the girl accepted a strange offer to be a part of Project F, without even remotely fully understanding what it was--simply the thought of being one of the special ones selected was enough to convince her.

~ X ~

Digimon: Terriermon

Digimon Name: Aero

Personality:
Somewhat of a goofball, Aero is a fun digimon to be around. His sense of humour is often off-beat, leading to strangely timed, humorous outbursts. Otherwise, Aero is actually quite collected, just with a strong playfulness to his personality. Similarly to Anemone, Aero is of a competitive sort, absolutely despising losing and possessing the same nigh insane refusal to give up. Despite this, even in fights and competition, his playful nature still comes through in the form of silly quips and one-liners. If a foe can actually get him to shut up, it means Aero is quite worked up and a terrifying force to be reckoned with.

Digivolution Line |

• Fresh: Zerimon
• In-Training: Gummymon
• Rookie: Terriermon
• Champion: Gargomon
• Ultimate: Rapidmon
• Mega: Fujinmon

Other:
- Anemone's brothers are twins and just under two years younger than her.
- She has a weakness for 'cute' things, though she does her best not to let it show.
- Another thing she makes sure to keep on the down-low is her fear of darkness. It makes her more than a little uncomfortable.
- She's broken her bones surprisingly few times, considering the risks and tumbles she's taken in her life.
- Usually introduces herself as 'Anne,' since it's proven to be much easier for people to remember and pronounce than 'Anemone.'

[AlteredTundra]

”Only cowards run. Real courage means standing and fighting for what’s yours and for those you care about.”

Name:

Dante Virgil Leone

Age:

Sixteen

Gender:

Male

Height:

5’6

Build:

Slim - Athletic build

Digivice Color:

A dominantly slate gray color with an accent of gold on the outer rim of the digivice.

Personality:

There are a lot of layers to Dante’s overall personality that give way to many facial reactions to situations of all kinds and physical reactions that tend to present a dominant portrayal of things. Any situation at hand, no matter the severity or how casual it may be, draw out a temperamental, often proud, Dante Leone. He suffers from not being able to control certain quirks of his mentality. He seldom displays control over his emotions, which could be a problem for any group he’s affiliated with. He could be the cause of havoc rising due to his conflicting nature and being at odds with just about everyone who might have a differing view of things from his own.

The deeper you go down into the pride rock that is this Italian Lion - a Leone, if you will - you will find something remarkably admirable. His courage is nearly unlimited and, though it’s not often through intelligence, he’ll be the first one to jump into danger. He thinks he’s invinsible, yet this doesn’t reflect itself when it comes to Elecmon. His own partner, that which was drawn to his natural foolhardiness, respects how, unlike most humans, didn't shy away from standing up for what he believed in. Though Elecmon thinks that Dante could dile it down, it cannot be denied they are a perfect fit because both accept their faults and encourage their strengths.

Within time, Dante doesn’t seem all that bad because, once you get to know him, there’s an earnest sweetness about him. A fierce determination laced with a genuine motivation to safeguard those who mean the most to him. It’s not a front or a trick. With Dante, it’s true to the popular saying: what you see is what you get; and let it be known that Dante is not a pretender. For better or worse, what’s on the surface is likely to be in the depths, just not as clear.

Appearance:

Dante’s a boy who has still some growing to do, though it’s apparent just what sort of man he’ll grow into. He’s got a full head of golden hair that almost makes it seem like his very head is a beacon in which the sun has found a permanent residence; and the blue silver orbs that the moon often presents itself within the sea are where he can see everything there is to see. And never is this italian-born man without a handy bag with all that he needs, his trademark outfit that consists of a faded brown-colored beanie cap, a checkered jacket that has shades of blue and silver throughout, a grey, long-sleeve shirt, and a white one underneath. Topping the entire outfit out are a pair of dark grey slacks and your run-of-the-mill shoes that are perfect for long journeys.

As noted above, Dante has a bag that is often home to some of the essentials one might need on their person in any given situation, plus some of his favorite reading material. More often than not, the common items in his bag are as followed: water, some canned food, and his cell phone. A few fire-making materials, but mostly it’s just those three mentioned. He really has to have his phone. As a teen, that’s pretty much the thing he must have.

Backstory:

You get an odd one in Dante for both how he was raised and how he turned out. He comes from a rather wealthy family who took advantage of the Digital Age. It was apparent it was going to be a very lucrative opportunity, so Giovanni and Evangeline Leone knew that they had to strike the gold while there was gold still to mine. As a result, they invested heavily in this Digital Age. Any companies that would try to stop them from expanding, they’d acquire them either through the proper, morally-white channels, or go above and beneath their previous actions to secure their place as Italy’s top business dealers of the Digital Age. And the weirdest thing of it was that it worked. Within five years, Leone Incorporated became Italy’s leading investor in this Digital Age.

And that happened while they were raising a single heir to all of this fame and fortune. A boy’s name whose pedigree was so rich and so pristine that any name given wouldn’t do. He had to have a name that would strike fear into his future adversaries and make his future associates know his name. So, as a result, the Leone’s agreed that their only child that they would bear would have the name of both brothers from the highly-acclaimed Dante’s Inferno. His name would be Dante Virgil Leone. A name that would be fear-inducing and wouldn’t dare encourage people to question.

As Dante would grow up, it became apparent that, despite his parents best wishes, he wouldn’t mold into the young man that they hoped he would be. In fact, he turned out exactly the opposite of what they envisioned for their heir. Their approach to parenting was being as strict and rigid as humanly possibly. Dante responded to this, of course, but nowhere near in the way that these two were hoping.

Absolute rebellion was Dante’s answer to their rigid parental style. As soon as his rebel genes would come to the surface, one may describe Dante as a problem child. Always having an attitude, getting into fights, showing a disregard for his parents’ authority, and doing all that he could to make their lives a living hell; and all the while, Dante found himself being engulfed in this game called Digimon. Maybe it was part of his reason for not paying attention to his studies. The reason really isn’t important, but what was evident was unlike his school and regard of his parents’ own feelings and their molding of him to take control of his family’s company, he was excelling at this game. He took breaks from it to engage in his athletics, but after grades had slipped, Digimon became his sole focus.

There came a point in time for Dante’s life where something - well, for a lack of better words, strange - happened to him. You see, it was like any other day: he was at a park near his parent’s villa and was with a couple of his buds that were just like him in being the only kids of highly-esteemed corporate powerhouses that reject their parents’ vision for their lives. It just happened that they were all apart of their private school’s track and field team. Among them, Dante was their appointed leader. WEll, truth be told, he was the fastest and captain of their track and field team, so it wasn’t a matter of discussion. Plus, they all looked up to him.

And as he went home, there came a package. IT didn’t get stopped at the front gate of his villa nor did it reach his parents’ prying eyes. No, instead it was resting on his computer desk. It was a rather small package - one of those that could fit in the palm of a hand. It was as normal as a package could be. A brown, cardboard box with some decorative things on it. A bow, of sorts, was at the center and Dante received a card. Only thing it said was “You earned this, Dante.” He didn’t understand it, but after he opened it, he saw something that blew his mind. A single device that, if he had remembered correctly at that very moment, it was no ordinary device. When he touched it, it first pulsated, the shocked him. Not enough to make him drop it; just enough to cause him to feel a tingling sensation run through his hand. After that, the device itself would shift from its barren, light blue, almost dull-grey, color into something more vibrant. In the moment it had changed shades, Dante saw that it became deeper in blue and grey, almost as if it was like a reduced cornflower blue with the outline of it being as golden as the sun.

For a moment, Dante was uncertain was happening to him. Then, not even a full minute later, the device vibrated and the colors became so bright that the next thing he knew, he was in a different location that wasn’t his room. It was odd and strange. There he was with a few others holding the same devices, someone telling them about Project F..

And then it hit Dante’s mind. Project F was an expansion pack of the game he enjoyed playing. When it hit him, he saw he had an egg in front of him. A single egg with the colors of the sun and fire going through it and an outline of blue on the sides of it.

Dante was now left with his own choice - something that he’s never been presented with his entire life. In that moment, he didn’t take that long to decide. Only two words exited his mouth as he smirked.

“I’m in.”

~ X ~

Digimon:

Elecmon

Digimon Name:

Leo

Personality:

Leo is like Dante in a lot of ways. They both exhibit the same amount of foolhardy bravery that almost makes them seem to be ideal for their partnership. Though, Elecmon is more proud and less likely to display his emotions like Dante has the potential to be. He’s also got a bit of a mouth on him. There’s often some discord between fighter and digimon when it comes to what should be the plan of attack. Elecmon might not enjoy it all that much, but Dante rubs off on him. Their souls are linked and, though one might be forced into the other’s way of doing things, their common trait of having the courage to do what no man, woman, or mon, would do themselves, makes their unique bond something worth all of the differences that they may or may not have.

Digivolution Line |

• Punimon
• Tunomon
• Elecmon
  
  • Thunder Cloud
    Elecmon jumps into the air and his entire body emits a static aura. From there, all of the gathered electricity is discharged from his mouth into a wave of concentrated lightning. This is, without a doubt, considered Elecmon's signature attack. it is his most powerful and one he often relies on.
  • Sparking Tails
    Elecmon's tails generate static electricty that send nine, thin beams of energy with a shocking element at either one opponent or a group of enemies. When used on more than one opponent, it can render them paralyzed for a short amount of time. If all centered on one enemy, it does have the potential to maximize those effects, even have a desired effect on a champion-level foe.
  • Static Tackle
    For this technique, Elecmon's electrical powers surround his entire body in a transparent aura of static electricity. As soon as it reaches its maximum point, Elecmon tackles his opponent, sending all of the bolts of electricity into his opponent to cause electrical damage.
• Leomon
• GrapLeomon
• SaberLeomon