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 Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 5:55 pm
 That was the just of the entire walk toward the camp. As they grew closer and closer, the arguing grew more and more... childish, but their voices were nigh a shush volume. Then they heard a yell: "Heeeeey! We're baaaaaaaaaack!" Both nearly went deaf as the voice went into their ears. "Ah-chi-chi-chi. That hurt..." Of course, Kamina was already heading towards the voice, and stopped about three yards from Maika's group. They could be very well spoted by either group now, and Ikkuya knew it.
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 7:00 pm
[Enter Kale Gantley and Leafmon from Real world]
Kale Gantley strolled through the Digi-Jungle, looking in awe of all the new and exotic digital vegetation he encountered. Kale was carrying Leafmon in his arms, not wanting the little fellow to tire out. "Wow Leafmon. Look at all these cool flora! I've never seen anything like this back home in the Real World." Leafmon smiled as he noticed Kale's excitement from all the glorious things that were in the jungle, his home. It was nothing new for Leafmon but it was a great big adventure for his tamer, Kale. "I'm glad you like it. If we just continue this way, we'll reach Toy and Tama Town in no tima!" They both started laughing at Leafmon's joke. Kale looked around, noticing other Digimon in the Jungle. He waved at them all as he and Leafmon marched on towards Toy and Tama town. Once we're in Toy and Tama Town, we probably will head north towards Gear Savanna. Boy, that's going to be boring. There's hardly any vegetation in the desert except for cacti! He sighed as he knew he had to continue on for his and Leafmon's sake.
[Exit Kale and Leafmon to Toy and Tama Town]
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 11:04 am
Ikkuya watched as the tamer and his partner headed toward the town. Of course, Kamina was already heading in their direction. Probabl;y to see if the two would be any danger to the town itself. Ikkuya followed him, making sure the Veemon wouldn't get into any trouble... again.[Exit]
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 5:16 pm
Devimon made it back to the sight with the water as he set the baskets outside of Soma's tent before de-digivolving and entering his own. Angemon was near where the fire had been and looked at the remains of a log, thinking of what he had said to Ninjamon.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:55 pm
Ninjamon vanished again, this time making his way to the others who he had left. Angemon didn't have enough strength to stay as Angemon so he dedigivolved into Patamon. He laid by Soma's head until he fell asleep. Soma had finally awoken to see Patamon next to him. He left the tent silently when he noticed Ninjamon hiding. He jumped up to him using strength he had never knew he had.
"Why are you hiding?"
He asked as he sat on the branch, his eyes pure white.
I... I left.
"Why?"
Angemon.
"Eh, he needs to learn to relax, follow me."
Soma said as he hopped down and started running into the woods, Ninjamon shortly behind him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:11 pm
Ninjamon and Soma were continuing through the jungle, they were at the edge when the could finally see Toy-Tamma town.
"Lets go."
Soma said as he stopped running, catching his breath, and started walking towards the town. Ninjamon stood there, this was not the Soma he had knocked unconscious, this one was different. This Soma's eyes were white, not brown, and this Soma was also a stronger one, you could tell just by the way he ran. Ninjamon ran and followed Soma a couple seconds later as they entered Toy-Tamma town.
(Exit Ninjamon and Soma to Toy-Tamma town.)
Patamon had awoken to find Soma gone. He ran to Demidevimon's tent and woke him up. They both came out and looked around, he was gone though. They packed up their stuff and left, hoping that they could find him in the jungle.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 11:53 am
Patamon and Devimon continued looking. They made it to the edge of the forest that led to the Gear Savannah. They entered in hope of finding him there.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 11:25 am
(Enter Leto from Network City)
Leto had chosen the Jungle as his first stopping point. He needed to find JagerLoewemon and break some of his Chrome-Digizoid off of his body.
Nora was sniffing around the ground, trying to find any traces of that digimon. "It is hopeless, unless we see one or know where one spends his time we won't pick up any traces of it." He told his partner.
Leto nodded. "So what should we do..." He said to himself and Nora. "I guess we have to just keep looking for now." Leto said leaning on a tree, forgetting he didn't have a right arm anymore and fell against it. "Ow..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:38 pm
Leto and Nora had spent the rest of their day running around the jungle and running from other digimon. Normally Nora would have battle, and defeated, all of them, but today he would need to save his strength for JagerLoewemon. He had never fought a hybrid and had no idea how strong it would be.
Leto was sitting on a rock, watching the sky through a small hole in the trees. He would have to wait until tomorrow until he could find JagerLoewemon. Of course he had no idea that his luck would change soon.
He had no idea that he had been inside of a JagerLoewemon's territory. His adventure that day had attracted some attention to the black digimon, only he couldn't keep up with Leto. But now that Leto had settled down and seemed to be unaware of what was around him. Now was the time to strike. The JagerLoewemon jumped out from the jungle going straight at Leto.
Nora had been paying attention to everything around him, even smelling the JagerLoewemon a few moments after it arrive. It wasn't about to let it takes his masters life. "Garuru Tomahawk!" The missile hitting JagerLoewemon in the side sending him flying to the side.
The JagerLoewemon spun in the air, landing on his feet. "You dare challenge me." He told Nora before attacking. "Black King." He charged forward shrouded in a lion-shaped dark energy. Nora was return to counter. "Cocytus Breath." The stream of frozen air hitting JagerLoewemon, though it didn't slow him down. Nora was thrown the side as the lion digimon crashed through him. Nora spun in the air, hitting a tree. Nora got up quickly. "Freeze Bomber." Every part of his body opened up sending missiles at JagerLoewemon. JagerLoewemon tried to dodge them but their were to many, and where one hit ice covered his body. Soon he was a semi frozen digimon.
Leto smiled as he quickly summoned Order. "Quickly Order use Terra Force." Order sighed, sending a half powered Ball of Fire at JagerLoewemon, not feeling like doing any real work. The explosion that followed heated up JagerLoewemon, causing his Chrome-Digizoid made body to crack and a chuck to break off. "Ha! Grab that."
Nora jumped forward, taking the large piece of metal.
"Now... RUN!"
(Exit Leto)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 10:01 pm
(Enter from Gear Savanna)
Sheriti continued foward lead by Saren. The Tropical forest was humid, even as night had fallen. The air brew a luke warm breeze, making its way trough the trees. The ground felt a bit moist, knowing it would harden when the sun rose in the morning. Sheriti was gawking at the thick vines that coiled around the barks of trees and haged in a looped manner on the branches. Some even cascaded from above. It was very difficult to make out the color and details since nightfall had already come.
Sheriti viewed the area closely, squinting her eyes to see further than where she was already was. Still in hand with Saren she continued to follow, now their pace slowed. She was already waling next to him, allowing him to lead the way. She didn't see any sign of the Bearmon, Itchy or Shikon.
Out of the dark she spoke in a soft voice, "What was that noise behined there?" She asked, reffering to the motorbike that schreeched before.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 11:27 pm
"Sweet release!" A relieved voice called out from behind a entanglement of bushes and vines. "Thank the digital lord. I made it with out peeing on my self." Itchy said as he pulled a couple leaves froma near by tree, after all this was the forest, many trees to go around. Itchy wiped off reminants of his natural leak and then emerged from the overbearing greenery.
"If it was waht I think it was, then try not to freak out." Saren said calmly as he came to the conclusion that he knew the origin of the bike squeeling across teh desert floor, racing to Itchy, for Itchy; after all he was due back to HQ around this time. "Ghoul?" Saren called out to the midnight air of the humid forest.
The moonlgiht that shined through the forest canopy seemed only to highlght Saren's unusual attributes. Saren's hair and eyes both seemed to radiate a ceartin light, a ceartin shine. To contradict his natural attributes, Saren's clothing seemed to meld into the darkness, maybe this was on purpose, stealth reasons?
Saren's gloved hand held tighter to Sheriti in some sort of effort to protect her; if Ghoul was out there Sheriti would probably scream. Saren's golden gaze searched through the night air looking for any sign of the digimon named Ghoul.
Itchy emerged from some more bushes, finally finding Saren and Sheriti. "Hey you guys got here quick! Did you guys have to pee too? There are some great bushes over there." Itchy said pointing towards the bushes he emerged from. "Do humans like the natural way of going to the bathroom. THey did invent the toilet, so I guess not." Itchy said starting to go off into his mind, wondering about toiletry and how people don't use what their world has given them.
"Itchy...what was that motorcycle noise." Saren asked trying to gather some information from one of his digital team mates. Itchy smirked a little bit, "Of thats right she doesn't like that kind of digimon does she? Well surprise." Itchy said with a chuckle before he was cut off by a aggrivated stare from Saren.
The shrubs started to move to the left, closer to Sheriti. "Sheriti don't freak." Saren warned once more, but it turned out unneeded, as it was only Shikon. "H is around. He is watching. He knows about her fears, and doesn't want to scare her, but he saved Itchy's life. Two centaurmon were running up on Itchy as he neared the exit of the savanah. Ghoul took them out." Shikon said calmly. Shikon looked upward, towards the trees. "Looks like he has decided to join us. might want to close you eyes." Shikon warned Sheriti before a thud was heard infront of Saren and Sheriti and betwen Shikon and Saren.
"Boss." The dark voice ung in teh air. The voice was firm and almost monotone, but maybe that was on purpose. That specific voice belonged to one digimon on Saren's team. Ghoul, A Beelzemon. This digimon was dressed in leather from chest to toe. Ghoul's blonde hair jetted out like a gun shot wound from his red mask that hid everything on his face besides his luminescent green eyes. Ghouls tail flicked a small bit as he watched for Sheriti's reaction.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 12:16 am
The random comments and remarks of Sarens digimon seemed childish and yet it still was acceptable to both of the tamers. No matter how dire the situation was or dull Sarens digimon contained a comedian’s touch with-in their digital data and that’ what Sheriti loved so much about them. ‘They were raised by a great tamer.’ She thought lightly, gazing her eyes through-out the area before landing on Saren. The girl could’ve smiled if it had not been the eerie aura casted in the area.
Sheritis nerves were vibrating a feeling of incredulity. She listened in silence as both Saren and Shikon exchanged words. Feeling the grasp tightening, her smiled slowly faded becoming anxious. She began to recall the lectures her Devimon, Reniko would tell her. Those who lurked in the shadows in the Desert, Meadow, or even forest; building up more and more warning for Sheriti to hear. It wasn’t a bad thing of how cautious the creature of the night had been, he was the one responsible to secure Sheriti from harm, and promised to teach Sheriti what she wanted. Sheriti doubted her thoughts, reacting to Sarens warning of caution.
How could the digimon of Saren speak about what Sheriti feared so easily, or just what did they mean by that? The girl was confused from all of this, her mind didn’t bring anything that happened recently nor her fears. Taking in all of this, her shoulder slightly twitched, the fear had come to her.
“Boss.”
Her head repeated the single word uttered from the darkness.
Her eyes came to focus as the unknown creature stepped into the little light the jungle could provide. That was when her heart almost stopped. She took one step beack before remembering that her hand was still in hold of Sarens. She stared at the digimon, meeting his own gaze, recalling the incident that occurred a while back.
The hollers, blood and wounds came to mind, remembering the incident playing in her mind. Only when she saw a Beelzemon would she become frantic, and feel the strength flee from her body. She recalled the beady crimson eyes , filled with temptation and indulged with a warriors passion. Though that wasn’t the scenario that took place for her on that day. The Beelzemon had always wondered in Sheritis mind, seeing a passing tamed one at times by the city’s highway, but that one had a wild Vikings rage. Risking it there was mild conversation to persuade the Beelzemon but it only fueled its temptation. Zack, The Shawujimon defended her against the mega leveled digimon.
The feeling in her gut warned her, wanting her to turn on her heel and run away from the gaze of the Beelzemon. It took only one swift swipe and she could be away, but what would that prove to her. Nothing. It was a cowards way. She was alone, naked without her digimon but her confidence was building up, she didn’t want to be the weak one.
Lowering her head an inch, with her eyes locked at the digimons stare, her lips parted as if to greet him but no words managed to escape. Sucking her bottom lip, the girl lightly nodded at the digimon. “P-please ex-xcuse me…” She hesitated a little. “I’m not afraid of you, but it’s the appearance that gets to me….you make me think of Zack at the moment…I’m sorry.” She felt her mouth dry. “I-I hope-hope….” She paused taking in the silence from the jungle. Her cheeks were already burning, knowing how foolish she looked beside Saren.
With a deep sigh, she continued. “Would it be alright…if you showed me your bottom chin.” She asked regarding the digimon but looked back at Saren unknown of who to ask. “Please…I only want to make sure….” A mark was half-expected to be there. The marking of that wild Beelzemon.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 11:17 pm
The lengthy digimon, dressed in the leathery bikers outfit looked to his ‘boss’ with a questioning air about him. “Just show her your chin.” Saren said in his normal voice, prevailing to hide his curiosity and nosiness, that revolved around her inquiry to see the under side of Ghoul’s chin. Ghoul swallowed in a shallow breath before he tilted his head upward, he now resembled a red falcon, boldly raising its head above the commoners on the ground, unfortunately not armed with wings.. A certain pride was reeking from his stature and facial expression, if digimon could suffer from one of the Christian sins, then this particular digimon would be condemned to the ever judgmental, inferno pits of Hell.
The Beelzemon kept his focus on the cloudless night air as he let her examine his scar, his mark, that hid on the bottom of his face; with that mark, shrouds of mystery came hand and hand. Ghoul could never quite remember where he had gotten the scar from. The intruding mark that cursed his appearance and plagued his skin for as long as he could remember, maybe a birth mark of some sort, but to Sheriti, it would be a far more worse image than it was to him. This Beelzemon was the exact Beelzemon she spoke of, the Beelzemon in her nightmares, that Beelzemon in her mind, or at least he looked just like him.
Ghoul’s eyes soon locked on to Sheriti’s eyes as he searched for any sort of change in her expressions. Ghoul didn’t feel comfortable at all with a audience inspecting his physical specimen, it was growing awkward every moment he stood like a statue for her. All this commotion of a flesh wound?
Shikon pulled towards Sheriti, feeling that a shriek of some emotion was to usher out from her fragile frame. Shikon wasn’t fully aware to the workings of Sheriti, but screaming and yelling are things that are normal for human girls around her age, would be what he’d reason with her if she didn’t freak out. “Sheriti?” Shikon asked looking up at her eyes that had seemed to have locked on to the scar.
Saren tightened his grip on her hand just in case she was off in her mind, “You okay?” The silver hair tamer asked caringly as he tried to draw her attention to him.
"You know." A lighter tone started to enter the conversation or lack there of. "I bet she is just speechless. To be here. To be in the presence of team Saren...well most of team Saren." Itchy said before pokign his muscle on his left arm. "We are so bad a** and strong to boot." Itchy chuckled into the air.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 3:12 am
It was wrong. Sheriti was baffled by the sudden burst of emotion that filled her head. She was in disbelief that Ghoul was the digimon that almost became Zacks murderer, she didn't want to believe a situation like this could ever come to her but it did. The tamers thoughts were scattered, couldn't process the next move she could do. This was wrong, coming here, perhaps meeting Saren.
The feeling from her legs had spread itself towards her spine. Her free hand formed a fist, causing every vibration towards there. The feelings of anger, fear, and loss pressured her. Sheriti remembered being held against Reniko, merely catching glimpses of her Shaujinmon beign brutally punched as she was taken to a safe distance. Breaking free, Sheriti rushed back hoping to aid her aquatic digimon and in that moment the beelzemon flexed his arm, pointing his pistol at her.
Sheriti didn’t understand the burning sensation that dominated her at that very moment, after the scar. Hearing the calming voice of her friends brought her back to her senses. If it had not been for Zack, she might have been perished by a digital bullet, strangely. Just having little thoughts of being killed in the digital world didn’t soothe her soul. Slowly, her eyelids were brought down, veering away from the ruby eyes of Sarens digimon. He really was that Beelzemon. A criminal, yet Sheriti remained the same.
Her concionse came to mind. But he isn’t. She consoled herself, loosening her grasp. The Kouyoujou, that Zack weilded had proved to be the worlds finest weapon on that day. Without that weapon he couldn’t have won that battle but the consequences were dire.
"Hello..." Sheriti softly spoke, remaining her composure but refused to look at the Beelzemon that stood in front of them. She greeted out of respect to the digimon, not aware if Saren babbled about her fear in gun ridders. She knew she hadn't spoken of that inccident.
Becoming in the same un-comfortable state as the Beelzemon, the thick aura of dread dispersed. “Can we please find a camping spot soon…I’m beginning to feel tired.”She lied. Sheriti looked at Saren for a moment before taking her hand back from his realize. There were misfortunate thoughts about Saren that sheriti refused to believe of him being part of Ghouls past actions. She passed by by Shikon wearily smiling at his comment.
Why did you have to come. Sheriti wistfully thought. She regretted asking Ghoul to reveal what was under his chin, it would have been much better if she hadn’t knew and remained distant shyly. The worries of her missing digimon began to seep in her mind now after seeing a Beelzemon, even more now traveling with the same one she encountered.
Standing under a veined tree, she rubbed her cheek. Forcing a smile she added, “Shall we go? We wouldn’t become Orochis food." She lightly added, recalling the tale that her digimon told her at night of the eight-headed reptile. Though that was a childs story for fresh digimon to be afraid of in order to learn the dangers that lurked out at night.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 6:32 pm
Saren sighed as Sheriti’s hand fled the comfort of his own leathered hand. Saren looked at Ghoul as he was lowering his jaw back to its original height. Saren made a few hand gestures while Sheriti wasn’t looking, and quickly caught Ghoul’s attention. Ghoul nodded and then walked off towards the east. Ghoul’s footsteps were extremely light for having metal encased, leather boots on each foot. Saren looked back at Sheriti, whom in all honesty, didn’t seem to be having fun or enjoying herself at all. Saren sighed once more, but this one was almost audible.
“Come on Itch.” Shikon said, beckoning the small, curious, and nosey bearmon to follow by his side. Shikon began to walk in the same direction of the quiet, loner, Beelzemon commonly know as Ghoul to the Team. “Come on Shi-Shi. Clearly the girl needs someone to be there for her, plus…I might get to hear the story. All I know from Saren is that she has some bad feelings towards Beelzemons. He said that he had noticed a ceartin fright in her at a mansion. One of her friends had a Beelzemon and it scared her half to death.” Itchy said trying to express his distaste for leaving Sheriti in her current state of being.
Shikon stopped and paused for a moment of silence, to think about what to say to the unmoving bear type digimon. “Itchy I am sure that Saren can take care of it. Do you like the idea of Sharebear and Sarebear together?” Shikon said out of the ear shot of Sheriti, but wasn’t sure if Saren would hear him. “Well of course. I think the whole team is rooting for that!” Itchy raised his voice in a slight excitement, but added a tone that made it seem like Shikon was a dumb, moronic numemon. “Then let Saren handle it. If you go quickly you might be able to catch up to Ghoul. Maybe catch a ride on his motorcycle.” Shikon said further goading Itchy to leave the two tamers alone. Itchy scratched his head, but this time it wasn’t because he was experience irritation or fleas, but because he was actually thinking about the offer.
A motor revved twice in the distance to the east. “GHOUL! WAIT FOR ME GHOUL!” Itchy called out before he charged as fast as he could towards the sound origin of the bike, soon enough the bear like digimon was out of the picture. “Saren.” Shikon said, calling Saren’s attention away from Sheriti. “We will be at the cabin, only about one mile away from here. Don’t stay out to long. This area is usually pretty clear, but you never know.” Shikon said warning Saren. Shikon had been talking a low and quiet voice, one that would reach Sheriti’s ears in this humid, dark night; he had been talking that way the whole time.
Saren’s golden eyes closed as he nodded towards Shikon after listening to his information and warning. Saren waited until he heard the soft, almost silent patting of the earth that he knew to be Shikon’s reptilian feet. Saren had trained most of his digimon to be stealthy and as quiet as the wind, but obviously he failed with Itchy. Saren didn’t like to see it as a failure, but as if he didn’t have enough time with Itchy yet, which was partially true. Itchy was the only digimon that hadn’t surpassed champion level; he would need some work.
Itchy seemed to only digivolve when he was in trouble. Maybe if Saren put Itchy under constant pressure he would digivolve again. Maybe a no holds barred fight between Itchy and Ghoul; not Shikon, because Shikon was to controlled to precise, where as Itchy was wild, a bear.
Saren turned towards Sheriti cautiously, “Sheriti.” Saren said attempting to catch her attention, but then he decided that waiting seemed unimportant. “I am sorry if you found something you didn’t want to find. Ghoul isn’t usually around me to often. I have him here for extra protection.” Saren said, giving Ghoul a purpose for being around that was completely true. “And I feel like I have to say this on his behalf.” Saren said working up a speech in his head. “Ghoul has been nothing, but a helping hand to me since that day I met him. The day we…danced, that was the first time I had ever met Ghoul. Back then he was only a impmon with a big mouth. Over time Ghoul started going off on his own and training everyday to become strong, and it paid off. Ghoul in the course of a month or so had digivolved into a Beelzemon, showing my team that hard work and dedication will definitely pay off. I would have to say that he is Team Saren, well the meaning of it anyway. Ghoul isn’t that great with tamers other than me so please try not to give him a hard time.” Saren said all this as he gradually got closer to the one tamer he would even dare speak to that much.
Saren looked towards the moon and then towards the East. “It is a mile to my Cabin. Uh, I let Blair arrange your room. She said, and I quote, only a another female can understand a girl’s mind and workings.’ Then she told me to bud out, which I thought to be a pun since she is a flower digimon. Anyway, I think we should get moving.” Saren said bringing his rambling to an end. Saren produced a genuine smile towards Sheriti as he just realized what Shikon was doing. “What a sneaky little lizard.” Saren though as he accessed the situation.
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