.dexter grif (
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themainframe2013-06-22 10:18 pm
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[Hyokomon's got the feed again, and he's looking rather concerned. Something is clearly wrong, but he still politely bows to the camera. Manners are important too.]
I don't mean to impose, but does anyone happen to know how to wake someone up from a bad sleep? It's my partner- [He moves the camera over to the bed, where there's a soldier in orange sprawled out on the bed. So the Digimon has no idea how to take the armor off what about it.]
Ugh... [Pathetic moaning is pathetic.]
He's been like this since the attacks. I think some wild Digimon jumped him while I was distracted.
Bats...so...many bats...they're everywhere...make them go away...
And it has something to do with his crippling phobia. I've tried different remedies that I know of, but nothing seems to work. Perhaps they had some different means of medicine back in his world-
Potato chips...potato chips and Oreos...
[A noticeable twitch from the chicken.] You're faking it, aren't you sir?
[And he continues like he hasn't been completely caught.] Double stuffed Oreos...not the sissy single stuffed...try looking for triple stuffed... [A sigh and Hyokomon draws out his sword. With a quick jab, the tiny blade punctures Grif's leg, making him jump right off the bed.] OW! What the hell Kissass?
[Sheathing his sword.] Never mind, I'd like to put in a separate request. What I need is a human trainer.
Your mom needs a trainer.
I'm sorry for the trouble. [click]
I don't mean to impose, but does anyone happen to know how to wake someone up from a bad sleep? It's my partner- [He moves the camera over to the bed, where there's a soldier in orange sprawled out on the bed. So the Digimon has no idea how to take the armor off what about it.]
Ugh... [Pathetic moaning is pathetic.]
He's been like this since the attacks. I think some wild Digimon jumped him while I was distracted.
Bats...so...many bats...they're everywhere...make them go away...
And it has something to do with his crippling phobia. I've tried different remedies that I know of, but nothing seems to work. Perhaps they had some different means of medicine back in his world-
Potato chips...potato chips and Oreos...
[A noticeable twitch from the chicken.] You're faking it, aren't you sir?
[And he continues like he hasn't been completely caught.] Double stuffed Oreos...not the sissy single stuffed...try looking for triple stuffed... [A sigh and Hyokomon draws out his sword. With a quick jab, the tiny blade punctures Grif's leg, making him jump right off the bed.] OW! What the hell Kissass?
[Sheathing his sword.] Never mind, I'd like to put in a separate request. What I need is a human trainer.
Your mom needs a trainer.
I'm sorry for the trouble. [click]
[video]
[She grins. Hard.]
How physical can this training get?
Are we going to hurt someone, Commander?
[Monodramon's face: 8D!]
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Look lady, I have no idea what you're thinking, but fuck off-
Your help would be most appreciated.
And you can fuck off too Kissass.