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So, while nothing has been for sure decided on that Digimon front, there are a couple issues I have with your chosen line. Mostly, I don't see a natural progression of growth from Chibomon to Monodramon and likewise for Monodramon to the other two you listed (more Doumon than Kazuhamon). If you want to keep the Monodramon line, then I would be open to the Cyberdramon line. Or if that's not what you're wanting to go with, you could easily use Veemon's line of Veemon>ExVeemon>AeroVeedramon>UlforceVeedramon. My other issue is there seems to be a distinct lack of a champion form in the line you presented.


I just used a site that listed the various branch-evolutions, 'cause the other site only had one option of, and I did remember that there were crossing branches, and I thought that's okay. Sorry! Also I must've missed that Monodramon wasn't Champion. My bad!

Okay, so those lines seem a little better, but Hero has already claimed Lunamon. For your proposed Kudamon line, that doesn't seem to fit all that much. you could, however, opt for Falcomon's 2006 line with Ravemon as the Mega. I would also have to say no for Lucemon. Too evil in my head canon for to be a partner digimon. xD


I didn't see Lunamon being claimed already, that's my bad! And okay, I'll look for something else I like. :)

I'll pick female. I wanted to do the troubled-but-secretely-gentle sorta concept.

As for Digimon, I wanted to do Chibomon/Monodramon/Doumon/Kuzuhamon, but I guess that's taken now, so I'll be back with that info as soon as I can. :)
Oh man, I used to LOVE Digimon as a kid, but I remember so little about it. What was broken about the crest of light?

Also, does anyone happen to know a site that displays all the Digimon evolutionary lines? I... honestly have no idea where to start looking into a partner digimon, 'cause I know literally not a single line outside of Season 1 protagonist Digimons, heh.

Oh yeah, Crest of Kindness, I think.
Belladonna froze mid-moment, a throbbing temple directed towards the struck-down guard, her legs cartoonishly cocked in uncooperative direction. She was just about to get the bastard... "What a well-placed pounce," she commended Van, her lips quivering, befitting of her sulking expression. Despite her disappointment, the warrior couldn't help but appreciate the alleviated weight missing from her ankle; nothing was worse than witnessing one's own atrophying calf muscles, for they were almost impossibly hard to build up.

"I thank you, chiseled friend," she exclaimed, grabbing the burly draph by the shoulders in a sort of readying-for-one-last-adventure-before-we-split type of way, shooting him a brilliant, appreciative, almost uncomfortable intimate smile, accompanied by floating petals and a sweet scent. "Now, it is indeed time to escape, and let our hearts soar into freedom!" However, instead of gearing up, as suggested by Cayde, Belladonna fiercely removed the prisoner jumpsuit, letting the frayed halfs of the top dangle at her sights, revealing a simple crop top and a defined, sadly paled abdomen. "That scoundrel mustn't get off without punishment, then! To abandon his own men like you describe is... it's shameful! I say HE is the one who deserves some physical discipline!" While Belladonna paced behind Perkeo, she flexed her arms, almost strutting down the hallway. "I also second her notion," Belladonna concluded, nodding towards Homura. "I am eager to retrieve my belongings. If you so lend me your help to return my mask, I'll gladly fight for you in our escape-endeavor."
Can't find anything :(


Sapporo, Japan
Ishin Academy, April 7th



Interacting With: @Etranger


Yachiyo's body had adopted an almost rhythmic, pendular back and forth bow, overflowing with a stream of polite agreement. She soaked up Osamu's observations without any tangible resistance, instead merely emphatically "Mhm"'ing and "Ah"'ing in regular intervalls, to signal her soul-consuming attentiveness. “That's... a very reasonable concern, by all means. It seems there are some, ahem... bold personalities. But then of course a healthy spirit is a hero's trait, wouldn't you agree?” The optimism was squeezed through the slender girl's pores, but kind intent coated the forced attitude with a semblance of sincerity. A bright smile pushed Yachiyo's cheeks up, before her eyes followed Osamu's (rightfully) gaze.

A quiet "Eh?" escaped her lips, and her cheeks flushed with the subtle pink of disbelief. "She... she is quite energetic," Yachiyo conceded with a variety of voice cracks, her body vibrating nervously across the space of her seat. The tall westerner carried herself with sheer contempt, her eye carving a searing trail into the - admittedly manageable - length of the blue-haired first-year. Who, in turn, appeared disgruntled beyond reason herself; she seemed thoroughly Japanese, so the sigh of disappointed confirmation remained absent.

With these impressions carved into her brain, Yachiyo's brain threatened to overload with awe once The Frozen Hero took the stage, claiming everyone's attention with ease. His speech certainly seemed to invoke what one typically sought to invoke with such an event, and the already-pale Yachiyo quickly lost several magnitudes of saturation upon hearing his draconian description of the school year post-midnight. An audible swallowing sounded from her throat, before jittery fingers fished the little pamphlet wide.

“It seems like we share a general building,” Yachiyo mentioned casually towards her polite classmate, looking back at Osamu with a faint smile. "I wonder who and where she could be?" With an inquisitive glance, Yachiyo tried to assign the mean-looking girl the names Yumi Camilla and Adrianna Kunze, concluding that the latter sounded harsher and more befitting of her exterior. Hoping to be right, she sighed in relief, not having to face such an attitude in her immediate living quarters. "I... I suppose we should get going, then? I hope our roommates are nice!

A bit of excitement flickered inside of the bubble girl - Her journey to become a hero had now officially begun!
God damn weeb.
My dudes, I'm sorry I only just now replied. I could've sworn I had made a little post right away, my apologies. I'm kinda used to being on Discord for OOC chatter, so my communicative skills are almost as bad as my writing ;_; But yeah, I got a post in!
"So it is..."

A kneeling silhouette began to move, slowly and with precise purpose in every movement. Lassie B. Swings had pondered the vision - and she was certain that it was a vision, a calling, perhaps even a prophecy, and no mere dream or hallucination - but the time for thoughts was in the past. Now, action beckoned her to move.

Springing up from her cross-legged, grounded seating position, petals in the colours of the rainbow trailed through the air, twirling around her. Clever eyes shot across the sad cell, accentuated by the sparse exposure of her face, which was well-hidden behind lavish greenery shaped to encase her head, leaving only a hole at the back, from which a diamond-like mane cascaded down her shoulders.

"The pursuit is not the noblest of tasks, I confess! However, I, Belladonna, will offer my services, for they are needed in dishing out... JUSTICE!"

With grandeur, the woman gestured frantically, straining at the jingling chain that connected her ankle to the wall. Behind the loose prisoner jump suit, peeks of a well-tanned, steeled physique revealed themselves. The indecent exposure carried no such inappropriate notions, though - such notions were entirely drowned out by the confident swagger with which the luchadora presented herself.

"Now, my draconian friend, it is time to unshackle me!" Her demand was followed by a blizzard of flowery pink reaching out of her cell, and towards the bard, where they descended with sad grace. "I will mute the escapees alarm, like they have muted your poetic performances, the barbarians, if only you lend me your hand... Well, and uhm... the keys."
"BEHOLD!

Tis I, Belladonna Swings, and I promise, mis amigos, I shall lead you all to lavish booty and glory!"

I mean, yeah, I'm not sure my character would want to lead, ahem.
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