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themainframe2014-01-09 10:42 pm
hatefully) wrote in themainframe2014-01-09 10:42 pm
001 | video (forward dated to the 10th)
[ The video feed clicks on to reveal a tired-looking pink Digimon, perched on the railing from which the curtain that separated the beds in the Hospitown rooms, the (stolen, if you must know) D-Terminal clutched in its claws. Biyomon paused, carefully reviewing what he had to say before actually speaking. In a soft voice, clearly trying to keep the noise level down low: ]
Finally, thought he'd never go to bed...
Are Chosen normally this bad at, say sleeping regularly? Eating? Talking to other people?
[ He wasn't asking Forte to be a social butterfly, but talking to nobody else at all was downright concerning. He'd put up with his partner's oddities, yet he couldn't let this state of affairs go for forever. The Digimon's voice grows a little more heated. ] It's been days now and my partner hasn't talked to anybody! He broods, he floats around, and he glares at everything! And that's it. Really starting to think he's either incredibly against conversation or just plain... weird.
[ Which was not to say this was the only problem Forte presented on his mind, or there weren't other off things that were slowly beginning to concern Biyomon about his partner, because there were multitudes, like the coldness in his eyes. Like the way he would stand there and look at people like they were bugs he was considering squishing. Or like that act of minor theft he'd committed upon hours after his arrival that had resulted in both of them hightailing it from the general store and then Biyomon had to flitch some BIT from their starter account unnoticed and send it back to the understandably upset store owner to pay for that brown cloak Forte had taken.
He fluffs up his feathers. ]
I noticed other partners used the Terminals when it came to stuff about their humans [ or whatever Forte was, he sure hadn't reacted well that one time Biyomon had called him one (Biyomon had not repeated that error. he liked his feathers right where they were, thank you) ] like this.
So, some veteran advice, guys? Answers? Help?
Finally, thought he'd never go to bed...
Are Chosen normally this bad at, say sleeping regularly? Eating? Talking to other people?
[ He wasn't asking Forte to be a social butterfly, but talking to nobody else at all was downright concerning. He'd put up with his partner's oddities, yet he couldn't let this state of affairs go for forever. The Digimon's voice grows a little more heated. ] It's been days now and my partner hasn't talked to anybody! He broods, he floats around, and he glares at everything! And that's it. Really starting to think he's either incredibly against conversation or just plain... weird.
[ Which was not to say this was the only problem Forte presented on his mind, or there weren't other off things that were slowly beginning to concern Biyomon about his partner, because there were multitudes, like the coldness in his eyes. Like the way he would stand there and look at people like they were bugs he was considering squishing. Or like that act of minor theft he'd committed upon hours after his arrival that had resulted in both of them hightailing it from the general store and then Biyomon had to flitch some BIT from their starter account unnoticed and send it back to the understandably upset store owner to pay for that brown cloak Forte had taken.
He fluffs up his feathers. ]
I noticed other partners used the Terminals when it came to stuff about their humans [ or whatever Forte was, he sure hadn't reacted well that one time Biyomon had called him one (Biyomon had not repeated that error. he liked his feathers right where they were, thank you) ] like this.
So, some veteran advice, guys? Answers? Help?
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A ridiculous concept. [ Made no less repulsive in his eyes by the fact that, yes, he did have to play by the rules here. ]
Tell me... Under what circumstances did your 'Digivolution' occur?
Hey, at least try to word it so it sounds less like you're being demanding.
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... Oi.
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We both had to be feeling the same thing.
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[ Every day this world gets on Forte's nerves more and more. ]
Eh, is that so? How unappealing.
[ Biyomon, picking himself up off the floor, just kinda. Stares at the cloaked Chosen and makes a face like 'seriously i can't believe you're for real.' The task Forte set before him was daunting, even with the new confidence he'd armed himself with from the other Digimon partners. ]
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As if I really care what becomes of this place or your efforts to save it.
[ *BIYOMON'S BEWILDERED STARING IN THE BACKGROUND INTENSIFIES.* ]
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You're not gonna like learning your lesson.
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Biyomon rubs his face with one wing and tries to take the D-Terminal out of Forte's grip, hoping to salvage the conversation. ] Look... Forte, that's not how things work here. You need to rely on me here if we want to take down threats. Together, you hear me?
[ Forte promptly lifts it upward and out of the bird's reach. His voice cuts through the air. ] You, might require aide and I will grant you it out of necessarity. But I do not. Don't be presumptuous.
[ Biyomon hops up higher, flapping his wings and lunges with his beak for the device. Again, Forte easily steps to the side and out of the way. Biyomon crashes into the unused bed. ]
HEEE-EY, stop being a jerk! [ :| how about no. ]
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Don't expect anyone to be surprised when you get your butt kicked.
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[ Biyomon gets up again, dusting off his feathers and mumbling. Ass. ]
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[Lopmon's still looking smug. No skin off his back if this grump doesn't wanna listen.]
Catch ya later, Biyomon!
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Bye-bye! Thanks for the help, Lopmon! If -
[ Yeah, quit it with the talking thing already pest.
Forte cuts off the video feed. ]