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Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

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Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

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... That is sick.

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

POSTAGE! SWEET, DELICIOUS POSTAGE! *noms on the sakura mochis I bought during a Japanese cultural festival today*

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

The lights flickered as they stepped into the small apartment before finally brightening up the room. From the looks of it, they hadn't been gone for long and nothing amiss had happened in their absence. Aside from a few mails, it seemed that nobody had suspected anything. It was late and it's been too long since they left, but, for some reason, she didn't feel hungry. "Zei, did you stock the fridge before you leave?" A soft gasp broke her from her daydream. Zei looked at Dorumon as the purple beast headed straight for her fridge. There were still food in it, most of which would tide them for the night. "I did, fortunately, but I don't really feel that hungry..." She smiled. She was quite happy to be home again and to still be in one piece in the aftermath of their battles, but there were still a few pressing issues deep in her mind. "Is this where you keep your food, Miss Zei? Looks more like a shoddy safe." "Shut up, fish head. At least you get a place to stay while you're here." "Hey! I came here with the best of intentions! Is that how you talk to your old friend, Dorumon?" "Old nuisance, more like." Zei chuckled as she gently pushed Dorumon and Ranamon aside to look at what they had. She could always cook up a nice meal for herself and Dorumon wasn't a picky eater. Her focus was more on her new housemate. "Ranamon, was it? Is there anything you don't like in particular?" she asked, looking at the blue Digimon as she tilted her head with one hand on her chin. "Not really... I do like fish though." That should be easy for her to prepare. "I see. Dorumon, would you kindly show her around the apartment? I'll prepare dinner in the meantime." With a light squeal, Ranamon didn't bother waiting for her answer as she dragged the purple Rookie with her, excitedly looking around at the human settlement. Amidst the string of curse words, chatters and groans in the background, Zei returned to the most important issue she had in mind while her body settled into her old human routine as she began preparations for their quick dinner. --- After attending Lucas' briefing, Zei had remained rather silent until now and her gaze had a grim glint in it. The remnants of the shock still remained in her system and it's hard for her to get rid of it. All she did was listen to what everyone was saying, the ideas and suggestions everyone was pitching and the revelations they began to piece together gradually, but what came about hit her close to him, too close for comfort. For one, Lucas brought up the likely culprit behind their earlier troubles: the attacks from BlackWargreymon, the rogue Digimons in their world, the mysterious organization that kidnapped Ruby and the man working behind the scenes. The name struck her like a bullet train. She couldn't and didn't want to believe it, but there was a hint of guilt in her heart that she couldn't push aside. That's because she knew him. Masashi Takeda was no acquaintance. She had met him in the past under somewhat dire circumstances and helped him, though she began to wonder if her past actions were now causing an unwanted consequence and whether or not he even remembered her. Being the CEO of a large corporation, Zei doubted that he would even recognize her. That said, if what was said about him was true, he needed to be stopped, fast. Lucas and Leon had the same idea, if the former's parting words were any indication. She knew every single one of the humans in their little ragtag group would strongly object to her going on this harrowing mission, regardless of what she knew about Takeda. However, she couldn't bear the thought of sitting back and letting the others delve into danger. A resolute idea was formed in her mind, deadly and almost foolish, but one she gladly undertake. --- "You're thinking about what those meatbags have been talking about?" Another gasp, this time louder and peppered with surprise, made Zei looked back to see Ranamon and Dorumon behind her, the former on the latter's back. She didn't know how long they had been there, but certainly long enough to catch her by surprise. "Face it, Zei. You haven't been the best liar I've known. You've been awfully silent since we left for the Human World," Dorumon said in a deadpan tone. Being fused with her allowed her to glimpse into her mind and her being her tamer helped her understood the human better than most Digimons. She could tell during the briefing that she was troubled and didn't want to disclose it to the others. "Miss Zei, I can't speak for my friend here, but I think I have a good guess on what you have in mind," Ranamon chimed in. "You want to do something about this Takeda person for what happened back in your world. I believe it's safe to say that we all share a common goal here. Besides, no offense to you, but there's no way you can go alone. Let us help you!" ""Us"? Since when did you have a stake in this?" Dorumon asked, her brow raised with concern and suspicion. "Since that blue munchkin and his human buddy said that I'm too small and dainty to go with them! The nerve of them! I am Ranamon, treasure hunter extraordinaire and thief by trade! There's no way I'm passing this up!" While aware of how rude she was, Dorumon couldn't help but chuckle at her old friend's burning anger and indignant pout before turning back to Zei. "Well, I don't want to waste your time, so here are a few words from me: Take us or we're not letting you out of this apartment." The passing time had brought her and Dorumon closer and, from what she was told, Ranamon and the latter also happened to be quite close, if not a tad shady, in the past. Normally, she would had been insistent in going alone, seeing that she was the one with the issue, but after their little adventure, she had come to value allies and friends even more than she did in the past. It would not be an easy task and failure would mean catastrophe for their worlds, but Zei had no plans on backing away or letting her two Digital housemates hold her ransom. She sighed, leaning against the counter and rubbing the bridge of her nose to regain her composure, then turned to the two Digimons with a calm, yet knowing smile. "It seems that words aren't of much use now. Shall we head out tomorrow?" Their grins were all the agreement she needed and it looked like the her composure was finally settling down... "Now that we're actually on the same page here, when can we expect dinner?" ... before crashing into pieces thanks to Dorumon's bluntness and her own fit of chuckles. "In a bit, Dorumon. I only have canned meat and sardines for tonight. I hope that's alright with you, Ranamon." "Food is food, Miss Zei," Ranamon replied with a smile, happy to experience her hospitality, before turning to her companion and whispering into her ear, "Way to ruin the mood, Dorumon." "Fuck the mood. I'm hungry."

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

I don't even know where everyone is right now. XD

MxM Fantasy Ideas (Advanced)

YAY I'm always 100% into that. Paragraph length doesn't really matter too much to me so long as it isn't blatantly dismissive lol like if you wrote a five paragraph love letter and they responded "k". Whatever feels appropriate ~ Quality-wise, as long as contribution is happening I'm all good. Sometimes I get RP partners that seem dead set on giving me nothing to work with *sadness* And yes, I prefer skype, so if you're good with that, then I can PM my info C: So were you thinking dragon x dragon or human x dragon ?

@Shapooda

Thank you! I will admit that [Advanced] tags intimidate me since English isn't my first language. That being said, I can definitely whip up posts with lots of things my partners could work with (because if I can't whip up at least 2 paragraphs of words with succinct points and key ideas, my lecturers will wring my neck and feed me to the crocs). I'm thinking of the HumanxDragon because of the sheer difference in dynamics we can explore. I like dragons as mythical creatures and the last MMO I played has lots of dragons in it. It's called Dragon's Prophet which I eventually quit due to grindy gameplay and inability to log back on after a recent patch. You can PM me your Skype info just to be on the safe side. :)

MxM Fantasy Ideas (Advanced)

Hello there! I'm actually quite interested in the Human/DragonxDragon, but I'd like to ask about a few things regarding your RP preferences: 1. How many paragraphs do you normally expect from your partner? Anything you look for in particular quality-wise? 2. I'd assume that RPs will be conducted in Skype, barring any issues, correct?

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

As Alphamon took his hostility head-on, Parasimon just glowered at her in return; if her words had reached him at all, there were precisely zero signs of it.

Fortunately, Alphamon didn’t seem to be alone.
“It’s over, father,” Kappa said to Parasimon, standing his own ground as he recollected himself from the Knight’s previous outburst of rage, “Either you accept it or you don’t. Your call, your fate.”

“Look, Parasimon,” Examon suddenly interjected, finally finding his own voice in the situation, “Like it or not, Yggdrasil’s gone. Imperialdramon strung you- no, he strung everyone along for years, got everyone else’s hands dirty for his own bullshit. You’re a Knight, aren’t you? Then take some responsibility like one.”

While Alphamon was quite glad to have support behind her words, especially from Kappa of all Digimons, she decided to stay in front, having decided that this issue was, for all intent and purposes, her responsibility as well, seeing that it was her own selfish decision that ended up starting the clusterfuck of issues. “Parasimon, I won’t talk to you as a Knight; I no longer have the right to call myself one. However, I’m talking to you now as another Digimon who wants to see the Royal Knights rebuild to their true purpose. If you have issues, take it to me, but leave the others alone!”

Parasimon continued to glare at them; but even as he stood his ground, it was easy enough to see the fire dying within his eyes. Sense and logic was slowly returning to him even as his rage burned, and the part of him that had been prepared to die saw that the possible fight before him was one that he couldn’t win.

“Have you both gone soft, or something?” He asked, after a moment’s pause, “Surely it would be easier for everyone if you just took my damned head as a trophy and called it quits?”

“Indeed, but that wouldn’t solve the matter at hand and that’s what matters,” Alphamon replied, a look into the horrifying Digimon’s eyes allowing her to see that he had started to calm down. “Besides, I’m not into trophy collecting. Can’t be bothered to keep them anyway.”

“What if I refuse?” Parasimon asked, the way he spoke positing it as a genuine question beneath the traces of rage in his voice, “Even if you have no interest in my head, there’ll be no shortage of those that do.”

“I won’t speak for any Digimon but myself, but should that be the case, then I suppose I could always take a page out of a certain Digimon’s book: Chew you up and spit you out until you agree.”

“Funny. Thought you’re not into that kind of thing,” Dorumon remarked with something of a gleeful, toothy grin.
“My apologies, but I just couldn’t resist,” Alphamon replied, a soft chuckle beneath her dark armor.

“Look, Parasimon, you’re not exactly helpless,” Examon spoke up, rolling his eyes slightly at Alphamon’s comment, “It’s your choice whether you want to join us or not; frankly, you’re lucky you’re getting the choice. If we didn’t know what we did, we’d be inclined to kill you along with everyone else that Imperialdramon and the other Knights ground into the dirt for so long. The choice is still yours, though; you could probably survive for as long as you wanted if you refuse, so long as you kept your head down and lived in solitude.”

“... So I either lead as pointless an existence as I’ve ever lead, or join you, is that what you’re saying?” Parasimon replied, some clarity seeming to dawn on him.

“Basically, yeah. If we’re not mistaken, there’s something more to you than a simple rabid dog on a leash; are you willing to prove us right?”

Alphamon waited until she had the all-clear to speak again to Parasimon. “We have no intentions of stringing you along should you decide to work with us. We only want to clear things up and set a concrete plan for the future of the Digital World. I don’t know how things would go from this point on, but there’s still hope for recovery. Not an easy one, yes, but it’s there.”

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

As Alphamon took his hostility head-on, Parasimon just glowered at her in return; if her words had reached him at all, there were precisely zero signs of it.

Fortunately, Alphamon didn’t seem to be alone.
“It’s over, father,” Kappa said to Parasimon, standing his own ground as he recollected himself from the Knight’s previous outburst of rage, “Either you accept it or you don’t. Your call, your fate.”

“Look, Parasimon,” Examon suddenly interjected, finally finding his own voice in the situation, “Like it or not, Yggdrasil’s gone. Imperialdramon strung you- no, he strung everyone along for years, got everyone else’s hands dirty for his own bullshit. You’re a Knight, aren’t you? Then take some responsibility like one.”

While Alphamon was quite glad to have support behind her words, especially from Kappa of all Digimons, she decided to stay in front, having decided that this issue was, for all intent and purposes, her responsibility as well, seeing that it was her own selfish decision that ended up starting the clusterfuck of issues. “Parasimon, I won’t talk to you as a Knight; I no longer have the right to call myself one. However, I’m talking to you now as another Digimon who wants to see the Royal Knights rebuild to their true purpose. If you have issues, take it to me, but leave the others alone!”

Parasimon continued to glare at them; but even as he stood his ground, it was easy enough to see the fire dying within his eyes. Sense and logic was slowly returning to him even as his rage burned, and the part of him that had been prepared to die saw that the possible fight before him was one that he couldn’t win.

“Have you both gone soft, or something?” He asked, after a moment’s pause, “Surely it would be easier for everyone if you just took my damned head as a trophy and called it quits?”

“Indeed, but that wouldn’t solve the matter at hand and that’s what matters,” Alphamon replied, a look into the horrifying Digimon’s eyes allowing her to see that he had started to calm down. “Besides, I’m not into trophy collecting. Can’t be bothered to keep them anyway.”

“What if I refuse?” Parasimon asked, the way he spoke positing it as a genuine question beneath the traces of rage in his voice, “Even if you have no interest in my head, there’ll be no shortage of those that do.”

“I won’t speak for any Digimon but myself, but should that be the case, then I suppose I could always take a page out of a certain Digimon’s book: Chew you up and spit you out until you agree.”

“Funny. Thought you’re not into that kind of thing,” Dorumon remarked with something of a gleeful, toothy grin.
“My apologies, but I just couldn’t resist,” Alphamon replied, a soft chuckle beneath her dark armor.

“Look, Parasimon, you’re not exactly helpless,” Examon spoke up, rolling his eyes slightly at Alphamon’s comment, “It’s your choice whether you want to join us or not; frankly, you’re lucky you’re getting the choice. If we didn’t know what we did, we’d be inclined to kill you along with everyone else that Imperialdramon and the other Knights ground into the dirt for so long. The choice is still yours, though; you could probably survive for as long as you wanted if you refuse, so long as you kept your head down and lived in solitude.”

“... So I either lead as pointless an existence as I’ve ever lead, or join you, is that what you’re saying?” Parasimon replied, some clarity seeming to dawn on him.

“Basically, yeah. If we’re not mistaken, there’s something more to you than a simple rabid dog on a leash; are you willing to prove us right?”

Alphamon waited until she had the all-clear to speak again to Parasimon. “We have no intentions of stringing you along should you decide to work with us. We only want to clear things up and set a concrete plan for the future of the Digital World. I don’t know how things would go from this point on, but there’s still hope for recovery. Not an easy one, yes, but it’s there.”

Digimon: The Convergence of the Human and Digital Worlds

Meh, fuck LoL. Can't get the fucking launcher to work properly.

Anyhow, glad to see the old gang back. :)