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@Altered Tundra You can if want just know said Digimon won't be getting the nutrition they need, vice-versa for the human lol.
I should add some funky side-effect too lol.
I should add some funky side-effect too lol.
@SleepingSilence@Altered Tundra@Crimson Flame@Riegal
Sorry, I'll add that tidbit into the post. But these meals are nutritional, a human counterpart to the meals your Digimon will be eating as well. I don't have in-depth knowledge on exactly what the Digimon would eat, but these meals are best for them lol.
Sorry, I'll add that tidbit into the post. But these meals are nutritional, a human counterpart to the meals your Digimon will be eating as well. I don't have in-depth knowledge on exactly what the Digimon would eat, but these meals are best for them lol.
Mameo walked out of the main classroom, down the lengthy hall, and onto a tucked staircase that spiraled downwards for several hundred feet. A tad too comfortable, he feared that the others would take him less serious with how casual he was. With his handbook folded into a funnel, he tapped his shoulder as he stared at the blue butterflies fluttering from below, rising as they descended. They were aglow with a digital hue and held little significances but they were beautiful nonetheless.
Mameo laughed at Dante's assumption. 'O the sweet challenges of learning something new, it reminded him of his first visit to the Digital World. "You don't have to worry about that ... yet. As our class goes on you'll learn the specifics. You'll be able to forage for yourself should you need to. But here you have veterans to provide the best meals for your partners. Once we get to the Arena, you'll know what I mean."
"Anne's the name you like to be called right? anyway its much too soon to be worried about that. Enjoy this new experience with your Digimon, learn all that you can here."
At the end of the staircase, where three butterflies fluttered contently, was a bright light that blinded what laid beyond. It was nice to see his apprentices bonding so well, so quickly, with their partners. Takai had started off the same way. Hopefully, they're situation wouldn't deteriorate any further.
As they stepped off the stairs and onto a cobblestone path, the ruins of the Arena opened up to them. A large clocktower stood defiant of the crumbling stone around it, the grass, a bit overgrown was home to colorful wild flowers. "This entire area is the Arena. Remember that. The only safe area is the Clocktower. There is no attacking without consequence once under it." He pointed to it and between beneath its sheltering body was a young, raven-haired girl.
Lilac and her partner stood at a wooden table. The table was lined with bagged lunches, the names of the students were written on each and their nutrtional meals were inside. As Mameo and the students approached she dipped her head. "Good morning, DigiDestined. You may call me, Lilac. I will be your battle instructor and proctor from here onwards. Yaamon is my partner. Introduce yourself, Yaa.
The purplish ball bowed its crown as well. "I'm Yaa, its nice to meet you all!" paraded the tyke.
Mameo took over from there. "Grab your food; eat, talk amongst yourselves. I have to grab someone so I'll be back in a bit. Lilac will take over from here. You got it from here right?" he asked, already walking away.
Lilac giggled as a pleasant wind made itself known. "Of course. Go and retrieve, Takai. I'm sure he's pouting by the pond." She watched Mameo saunter off south of the Clocktower. "Thirty-minutes. In thirty-minutes our class begins."
Mameo laughed at Dante's assumption. 'O the sweet challenges of learning something new, it reminded him of his first visit to the Digital World. "You don't have to worry about that ... yet. As our class goes on you'll learn the specifics. You'll be able to forage for yourself should you need to. But here you have veterans to provide the best meals for your partners. Once we get to the Arena, you'll know what I mean."
"Anne's the name you like to be called right? anyway its much too soon to be worried about that. Enjoy this new experience with your Digimon, learn all that you can here."
At the end of the staircase, where three butterflies fluttered contently, was a bright light that blinded what laid beyond. It was nice to see his apprentices bonding so well, so quickly, with their partners. Takai had started off the same way. Hopefully, they're situation wouldn't deteriorate any further.
As they stepped off the stairs and onto a cobblestone path, the ruins of the Arena opened up to them. A large clocktower stood defiant of the crumbling stone around it, the grass, a bit overgrown was home to colorful wild flowers. "This entire area is the Arena. Remember that. The only safe area is the Clocktower. There is no attacking without consequence once under it." He pointed to it and between beneath its sheltering body was a young, raven-haired girl.
Lilac and her partner stood at a wooden table. The table was lined with bagged lunches, the names of the students were written on each and their nutrtional meals were inside. As Mameo and the students approached she dipped her head. "Good morning, DigiDestined. You may call me, Lilac. I will be your battle instructor and proctor from here onwards. Yaamon is my partner. Introduce yourself, Yaa.
The purplish ball bowed its crown as well. "I'm Yaa, its nice to meet you all!" paraded the tyke.
Mameo took over from there. "Grab your food; eat, talk amongst yourselves. I have to grab someone so I'll be back in a bit. Lilac will take over from here. You got it from here right?" he asked, already walking away.
Lilac giggled as a pleasant wind made itself known. "Of course. Go and retrieve, Takai. I'm sure he's pouting by the pond." She watched Mameo saunter off south of the Clocktower. "Thirty-minutes. In thirty-minutes our class begins."
@AcetheKidd Sleeping is right. Sorry but I'm not accepting anymore.
@SleepingSilence Thanks for that bro.
@SleepingSilence Thanks for that bro.
These reactions were expected lol. Mr. Mameo is not the biggest fan of lectures either.
The scrape of chalk ruled the sunlit classroom for the first five minutes. Mameo, whose name had been written on the chalk board had busied himself with a schedule for his apprentices. A detailed guide for their lives from now till next December. In a style of writing more elegant then those in the Digital Age, Mameo had scribed the following.
From 7:00am - 11:00am (Basic Digital World Knowledge.)
From 11:30am - 1:00pm (Battle Training and Bestiary Knowledge.)
From 1:00pm - 8:00pm (Free Time, please bond with your Digimon and comrades.)
A severe scrape ended his writing. He placed the chalk down, confidently stood at his podium, and smiled gently at his class of four. Takai was supposedly out "sick", he doubted strongly that his nephew was being honest.
"Good morning, students. In time you will learn many things here. You will experience things you once thought impossible. Some of you have already taken quite nicely to these occurrences. To those of you that have, I implore you to be cautious, be rational even in this wonderland." Mameo walked to the front of his podium, his black suit accented by his yellow tie exuding warmth. "Class will begin immediately, I won't be taking questions until you've learned some of the basics of Digimon care. Those little ones won't wait for you get your bearings, you'll have to adapt to his new world quickly."
He hoped to draw attention to the in-training Digimon with them.
Mameo reached into the slot at his stand and pulled four, deep-blue handbooks out. One by one he placed them in front of the students. "Don't let your partners eat them," he chuckled. "Cause they will. They'll eat anything just about, also be mindful of their expressions; one in particular will be crucial. It'll let you know they have to go. As in use the bathroom before its too late."
Back at up front, Mameo folded his arms while holding the handbook open to page one. "Alright, page one, Digimon are friends not slaves..."
Mameo went on like this for about four hours, staying true to his words of not answering any questions. His knowledge of Digimon reared itself over the course of the class. Before a tummy could grumble or a face be made, he had sent each student out with their partner at least once to use the bathroom.
"...Digimon of the Champion level are comparable to teenagers, as they evolve they mature and so must we with them." Mameo sighed and closed the workbook. "We'll stop here, class. Take your handbooks back to your dormitories for further study. We'll be having lunch at the Arena today. Follow me; and take note of how you get there. After today you'll be expected to know where to go. Meaning we won't tolerate being tardy."
As he stood at the door, waiting for everyone, he said, "Any questions you might have will be answered on the way there. Don't be afraid to speak up, I know this is a lot to take in."
Mr. Mameo
From 7:00am - 11:00am (Basic Digital World Knowledge.)
From 11:30am - 1:00pm (Battle Training and Bestiary Knowledge.)
From 1:00pm - 8:00pm (Free Time, please bond with your Digimon and comrades.)
A severe scrape ended his writing. He placed the chalk down, confidently stood at his podium, and smiled gently at his class of four. Takai was supposedly out "sick", he doubted strongly that his nephew was being honest.
"Good morning, students. In time you will learn many things here. You will experience things you once thought impossible. Some of you have already taken quite nicely to these occurrences. To those of you that have, I implore you to be cautious, be rational even in this wonderland." Mameo walked to the front of his podium, his black suit accented by his yellow tie exuding warmth. "Class will begin immediately, I won't be taking questions until you've learned some of the basics of Digimon care. Those little ones won't wait for you get your bearings, you'll have to adapt to his new world quickly."
He hoped to draw attention to the in-training Digimon with them.
Mameo reached into the slot at his stand and pulled four, deep-blue handbooks out. One by one he placed them in front of the students. "Don't let your partners eat them," he chuckled. "Cause they will. They'll eat anything just about, also be mindful of their expressions; one in particular will be crucial. It'll let you know they have to go. As in use the bathroom before its too late."
Back at up front, Mameo folded his arms while holding the handbook open to page one. "Alright, page one, Digimon are friends not slaves..."
Mameo went on like this for about four hours, staying true to his words of not answering any questions. His knowledge of Digimon reared itself over the course of the class. Before a tummy could grumble or a face be made, he had sent each student out with their partner at least once to use the bathroom.
"...Digimon of the Champion level are comparable to teenagers, as they evolve they mature and so must we with them." Mameo sighed and closed the workbook. "We'll stop here, class. Take your handbooks back to your dormitories for further study. We'll be having lunch at the Arena today. Follow me; and take note of how you get there. After today you'll be expected to know where to go. Meaning we won't tolerate being tardy."
As he stood at the door, waiting for everyone, he said, "Any questions you might have will be answered on the way there. Don't be afraid to speak up, I know this is a lot to take in."
@Altered Tundra Great, great! Dante Virgil Leone is approved. Someone roll out the carpet for this rebellious heir.
We now have our roster. Once @Riegal adds Anne to the character tab as well, we cam get this Rp rolling.
EDIT: Gonna have to apologize to Riegal. I overlooked Anne sitting the character tab, we're actually ready now lol. I'll get a intro post out in a hour or two.
We now have our roster. Once @Riegal adds Anne to the character tab as well, we cam get this Rp rolling.
EDIT: Gonna have to apologize to Riegal. I overlooked Anne sitting the character tab, we're actually ready now lol. I'll get a intro post out in a hour or two.
@Altered Tundra Good to hear man :)
I'm doing a lot of thinking... wondering how I can control the plot and speed of the RP without swiping key moments in your characters' development. In hoping for that, I believe I will need to depend on you guys. Most of all I will need you to be concise with your personal endeavors.
If its involving another character be blunt with your fellow RPers. If its something concerning the overhaul plot be blunt with me lol. We'll work something out.
I'm doing a lot of thinking... wondering how I can control the plot and speed of the RP without swiping key moments in your characters' development. In hoping for that, I believe I will need to depend on you guys. Most of all I will need you to be concise with your personal endeavors.
If its involving another character be blunt with your fellow RPers. If its something concerning the overhaul plot be blunt with me lol. We'll work something out.
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