TalijaKey

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

I will not be skipping someone to post, in such a small group it would be way too noticeable. Well at least I will not skip until our characters are together. If we get separated, then sure. Anyway posted.

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

They spotted the warp point on their way back to where they came from. Viv chuckled at watching Yumikos enthusiasm about it. He looked it over just like it and back to his digivice. Candlemon casually jumped over, never appearing to be in any kind of hurry or care. He settled to stand beside his partner and observe.

As they spotted the instruction Vivian offered a simple. "Ladies first." Thougth he didnt await for them to all but vanish in light. Teleportation?... Isnt that technically kill youself to have your collections of memories and thoughts implanted in a perfect copy of your body?... Then again wasnt something similar that happened when they he said gate open? ... Another point that he died and this was heaven or afterlife theory.

He wasnt the only slightly mistrusting person, or at least the one who was taking his time as Rachel throwed her partner in it. He blatantly turned to stare at her.

"... I hope you arent like that to your boyfriend or pets." He wanted to strike some more conversation to waste some more time. So the uncomfortable mind of his settled down again. Candlemon on the other hand decided no time wasting and took Vivians hand and pulled him to the warp point.

The light went over both of them, before the redhead could form a protest.

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The arrived and simple stepped out and beside the others. Candlemons flame looked at Viv and gave him a small smile, one flame eyebrow raising in question. Viv huffed, feeling nearly as if the digimon was telling him it wasnt that bad, was it now. Slightly embraced about being caught in a bit of doubt he gave a nod in return and focused instead on the ....adult woman in front of them?

"Oh didnt know we would meet other humans here. We are sorry it took us a bit longer to arrive than awaited to, mam. " Vivian spoke up looking around and behind her to the buildings. It was quite unique in style. "But we are here now to help out."

Countries as people: World War One

*hums* Sweet serbia post.

If it is needed I can post tomorrow for Austria to return home, if we are to move on with the plot.

Pokemon Gijinka [Always Accepting!]

Sorry for being away for the weekend. I am here again.

Its sad to see you go Raij. I will npc Noibat for a while as best as I could, till we decide how to solve her story.

How are you status @Bright_Ops? Still with us?

@Iatos If you are still interested in making a trainer character, feel free to do so.

So for now we know for sure there is Rasa and Seth as trainers in the story.

Countries as people: World War One

*nod* waiting for Belgium to react to austria, germany and the pop in america.

Digimon: Genesis [On Temporary Hiatus]

Mirko Dubrinic

[Nighttime - Bedroom]

Mirko was huddled under his covers reading on the tablet some stories. The descriptions were giving him shivers and he really started to hate it. What did he hate? The stupid well written story that talk about monsters in the fog. He hated his best friend from soccer's club who dared him to read it till the end. And for good last he hated himself for even accepting the dare and even more for being curious enough to actually be reading it and not the comments that were so nicely summing it up.

"Curiosity killed the cat." He whispered to himself, hoping to get some comfort out the sound of his voice, possible break the immersion seeing the end of the story in sight. The few last sentences made Mirko whimpered. He felt proud for going through but a much bigger part of him felt simple uneasy. He KNEW it was just made up... But it still gave him shivers. He left the light of his tablet on as he closed his eyes, it was late and he had to wake up early.

The dreams that followed were about monsters and in a strange world. They fought with each other, armies clashing and many of them falling. Mirko felt captivated by the horrors and unable to look away. Those creatures were dying at each other hand. It was war. A war between monsters, and an eerie shadow came to his attention big and dangerous looming for moments before colorful lights came in view. Those lights felt comforting, trustworthy. Calling out to him, as it moved towards him. Then came the darkness.

[Morning - On the way to school]

Mirko stifled another yawn. "Dont forget your scarf, its cold in the morning." To say he felt sleepy, was a understatement he got barely four hours of sleep, most of the night he spent awake attempting not to think about what he read just hours before. Or the dream that woke him up even earlier. There was something about it. It felt so realistic, yet the boy blamed the dream on the story he had been reading because how else could he think up about a monster war... Thougth the creepy story didnt mention the mon monsters...

"I will mom. Should I buy anything on the way home?" Mirko questioned as he tied his shoes, checking one more time if he had everything in his second bag for his soccer training. There was the change of clothes, towel and shoes as well as a lunch package as he was spending the whole day out the house, his books were in his backpack proudly showing off the logo of his favorite club.

"Yes. I wrote it down for you. " His mom walked over and gave him a list with his wallet and a kiss on his forehead. His dad had already left the house in half past four this morning having a shooting. Mirko heard him leave, as he was awake thinking about the lights he saw in his dream. Mom told him that dad promised to come in time for dinner and Mirko was excited to hear which people his dad meet.

The boy grabbed his favorite lucky ball and run out. Only to slow in his step and gulp, there was fog in the morning. The story from last night poping on the front of his mind. The strange creatures fighting to death on his formind. Mirko wondered if those creatures were just out his view hidden behind the blanket of fog. That would be silly, Mirko started running to warm up and keep his mind off it. It worked well enough, he enjoyed running alongside the river bank. Well that was until some colorful light he spotted in front of him.

He halfway awaited some tall figure to be now atop of him trying to eat him. Or that big shadow to appear out the fog. He looked around moving closer to the light. No one was around.

Instead he heard a voice. Mirko jumped a bit in fright, eyes big.

As he listened to what the voice had to say, Mirko shoulder relaxed and he didnt appear ready to run away at full speed. Will he help them? Mirko blinked, the dream war that felt more than realistic coming to mind... All those poor creatures suffering...
"I want to help. To stop it." He spoke thinking which eleven year old didnt dream to be a hero, but even as he wrapped his fingers around the device that formed out the light he knew that this more than a game.

Nothing happened.

Mirko halfway awaited to be whisked away to a battle field or something. His dream must been a vision or something along the lines. It was real, it couldnt be anything else but real now that he was holding the device in his hand. He started running towards his school. He arrived in time for his classes and sitting in his history class Mirko wondering how exactly was he meant to help. What power did he have? Flight? Or super strength? Or super speed, that one would be his personal pick. Or shooting fireballs, because that just cool.

The boy mind was full of thoughts, as he ever so often checked the device as if awaiting for it to do something, or tell him what to do.

Digimon: Genesis [On Temporary Hiatus]

Mirko and Candlemon

Mirko Dubrinic

Appearance:
Gender: Male
Age: 11
Country of Origin: Hungary

Personality:
Mirko has a upbeat and a happy personality. He is an active boy and any free moment that his parents allow him, he gladly spends playing football with his friends from the club.
He dreams of becoming a professional player or a couch when he grows up. Mirko appears confident and stubborn, but not to a point of no compromise. When he is faced with someone as stubborn as himself or more he would stop and realize that sometimes giving in is the right choose.

Backstory: His mother a successful programer with ambitions to reach for the stars. His father is a comedian and actor mostly working on television productions. His parents appear as opposites, but they balance each other out.
Mirko never felt short on anything. From when he was little his mother gave him lot of her attention. And that increased when she discovered he had a talent with numbers and math. She started to teach him. Telling him how a stable career path is the most important thing to strive for. He would have been annoyed and maybe even hated his goal oriented mother for all the extra homework she gave him, if it wasnt for his dad. His father would tell his mom to slow down and take things easy. To simply leave their boy be just that a boy.

Mirko has often heard his father say to just chase after his dream whatever he feels like it to be at the moment. Encouraging his boy to try things out and figure for himself if that is his dream job or not. It was in after he tried a basketball club that his attention was caught by a football club. He liked sport but something just pulled him more into the sport on the open green field. He got into the club and now he is training for over three years.
The deal with his mother was to keep grades high, especially his math related subjects, just in case he does need something more stable in his future. In return she would let him play sport to his heart contest and atempt to become a professional.

Skills: English
* Between school, internet and evening english language school his mother signed him from young age,
Mirko got a solid handle on understanding and communicating with english speakers.
Athletics
* thanks to his football club he has to keep in shape.

Good runner
* Again thanks to his football club he has trained to run fast and long. He as well enjoys it.

Good with numbers and math
* Thanks to his mother nearly daily teaching him and giving him problems to solve.

Can repair smaller problems in technology.
* Has watched his mother fix things around the house and generally go by the motto do it yourself.

Other: Failing history
Dislikes to be cooped inside for longer than one day and that is usual a lazy sunday.
Is easily getting nightmares from horror movies.
Enjoys the rain and watching his father in tv series.

Digimon Partner Candlemon

Primary Form: Rookie

In-Training (Baby) Form:DemiMeramon
Rookie (Child) Form:Candlemon
Champion (Adult) Form:Wizardmon
Ultimate (Perfect) Form: Phantomon
Mega (Ultimate) Form: MetalPhantomon
Other Forms: /
Apparent Gender: Masculine

Personality: Candlemon is a fun loving and bit of mischievous digimon. He enjoys to play the occasional prank on his friends. He has yet to learn exactly what is too much. In some situations that he went and over did it, he felt guilty for cause unintentional problems. He attempts to fix the mess he made especially if it was to someone he consider a friend. Even when they are angry at him or tell him they dont want to be friends with him.

Pokemon Gijinka [Always Accepting!]

@Holy Soldier Oh dear I hope the only drawback for your new home is the lack of internet. And that you get to if that soon. I mean sure you can sit outside in nice weather but what to do when it rains or snows? XD

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

Viv will be dedicated to the job. XD
Candlemon he will enjoy to see things go horribly wrong.

Digimon World: Tamer's Bureau

As he listened to the explanation Yumeko provided he gave a small ah. It explained why he wasnt aware of the slang for those games because he wasnt exactly playing that type of dating games to begin with. Then came a funny question and Viv couldnt help but to be laughing a bit.

"Do Westerners all greet each other with a kiss on the cheek like they say they do? I hear it all the time, but it seems weird."

"No, no. I would do that only to dear friends, and you are still a stranger to me. No hard feelings. I am sure we can be excelent work collages with time." Candlemon hummed at that explanation and tugged on Vivian pants to get his attention. "Me." And Vivian found it the most endearing two letter words ever spoken. He looked at the flickering flame before rubbing his chin. He know what his partner was asking him, and he thought why not. It felt befitting, even if he only knew the digimon for several minutes.
"Sure, I think I can greet you with a hug and cheek kiss Candlemon. " The Candle in question grinned crossing his wax arms over his body as if he just won something others didnt.

Then their mission came, he studied the information and found it pretty clear cut. Go there, talk to that contact, do this, etc. Viv put the piece of paper in his backpack to not risking losing it. FOr a change he didnt have any extra question, checking the time on the digi device he hoped they get it done before his father starts missing him and start asking questions. Still he found it amusing as they were pushed out.

"Obviously we have to first go to that contact person. Then we can see what is even being hacked to begin with." Vivian said as he looked over his device trying to activate the wrap point. The wording indicating some form of teleportation.

"I bet Impmon will fall in a trap first." Candlemon spoke the set of eyes on the wax body looking over at the digimon he just bed on while the flames looked at the other digimon in their small group.