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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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DEAR READER
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Origami Around
JVL
will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle
if i look back, i am lost
Andulka
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Cosmic Funnies
Xuebing Du
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Love Begins
Kiana Khansmith
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@baddaboomrighttothemoon
=says the one who actually learned how to fight… ow…= She looked at her tazer, then back to impmon, before swiping at him, and scrambling to get to her tazer before he could do anything else.
"I didn't learn--I was born fightin'! What self-respectin' Digimon doesn't know how to fight?" He stumbled back to avoid her swipe and fell backwards on his rump. "Oi! Watch it, toots!"
She grabbed the orange, about to thank him, only to drop the orange, her eyes widening as she tried to block the shots as if blocking a punch, but still took the fireballs dead on, falling over from the knockback. =oof!= she dropped her tazer on the ground next to her, wincing in pain.
Impmon huffed and picked up the orange. "You're real weak for an Adult, you know that, kid?" He kicked her tazer away and stood above her, taking another bite of the orange. "What's any fun in a fight if you know you're gonna win, huh?"
...He spit--there was gravel in that bite.
She sighed, reaching for a small electrical appliance, which was comparable to a tazer, turning it on and slowly raising it. =And didn’t anyone teach you how to ask? I will request this one more time… Please give me back my orange.=
"Hmph! Cool it, toots, no reason to get all violent." He tossed the orange back to her. "But I'll oblige anyway! Ba-boom!"
She winced slightly as Impmon swiped at her orange, and due to her inexperience at combat, her orange would be successfully swiped. =I must ask that you please return that…= she asked, her tail swishing from side to side.
"Didn't your tamer teach you to share?" He took a big bite of it, a stream of juice dripped down his chin.
"Mmm! Yummy yummy!"
=I can tell you are about ten percent hot air in an impmon body.= Gato said, looking at the impmon while holding her food, a small orange. =It’s better than picking it up yourself. Not very dignified to pick up your own waste product.= She said in a stale, almost emotionless tone as she ate her orange.
"Who picks up anybody's shit?"
"It's all about givin' back to nature an' whatever, right? Leave it where it sits. An I'll give ya hot air, just as soon as I get something in my stomach!" He swiped at the Tailmon's orange, she sounded like she got enough to eat.
"Another Imp to cause trouble? How... tiresome."
"It’s what we’re good for, toots! Imps just wanna have fun, ya’know? For a foxy lady you sound like kind ov’a killjoy."
How nice it must be to be a human's pet! Wouldn' it be great to not have'ta steal food? Have a nice warm bed er'ry night and a place inside where there's no rain?
Boy I wish I had a human to clean up my shit for me! That sure sounds dignified!
Impmon's back, baby!
Cue Pip giving the impmon a sudden deathstare. ~You DON’T want to mock Lindsey. So you better back off about her bub.~ He said, before adding: ~Also, Pipsqueak? yea, what a intelligent nickname, surely nobody can think of a better one then your AMAAAAZING nickname.~
Impmon just smirked, finally found the nerve he was looking for. “How can I mock someone who I don’t even know? Don’t worry, I’ll leave Flimsey alone.”
He shrugged at the other’s mocking. “Probably not. I am a genius. Much moreso than Flimsey, I think. My add-on suits you!”
~WHY YOU LITTLE-!~ Pip was SOOO close to strangling Impmon, but began to calm himself down. ~You better watch it punk… if you speak ill of my tamer… then I promise you, I WILL hunt you down. And you will BEG for mercy.~ He finished as he began to walk away.
"P'hahahahaha!" Impmon had to lean against a tree so he could catch his breath. "What a petty pipsqueak you are, Pipsqueak! Tell Flimsey I said hi! Later, ya overgrown lap dog!"
bedtime!
Be back tomorrow, hopefully!
Impmon's back, baby!
Cue Pip giving the impmon a sudden deathstare. ~You DON’T want to mock Lindsey. So you better back off about her bub.~ He said, before adding: ~Also, Pipsqueak? yea, what a intelligent nickname, surely nobody can think of a better one then your AMAAAAZING nickname.~
Impmon just smirked, finally found the nerve he was looking for. "How can I mock someone who I don't even know? Don't worry, I'll leave Flimsey alone."
He shrugged at the other's mocking. "Probably not. I am a genius. Much moreso than Flimsey, I think. My add-on suits you!"
Impmon's back, baby!
~It’s a name my tamer gave me.~ He responded. ~I don’t really mind bein called Pip, even if most other digimon think less of me for it. don’t matter what I am to them anyway.~ He said with a half smug look on his face.
"Ooo, fancy you, got a master an' a cute nickname--sorry, I meant tamer. He give you a collar an' leash, too?" Impmon scoffed. It's not that he hated humans, but humans giving their Digimon names like they were dogs was just sad.
"Where's your tamer now, Pipsqueak?"
WE CAN’T PROVE THEY WEREN’T HUGE FATBIRDS
simply the best
Impmon's back, baby!
~Me rude? excuse me, im so sorry for defendin myself from an onslaught of fireballs from someone of my own species!~ He said, ending his fireball throwing and moving out of the way of any fireballs still heading his way. ~Now then, lets try this again. Ahem…~ He opened a hand towards impmon, half tauntingly, half friendly. ~I’m Pip. and you are?~
"I don't discriminate." He slapped the other's hand. "Impmon. What kind'a name is Pip?"
Impmon's back, baby!
Pip simply stared at the other impmon, before shaking his head. ~How about no?~ he responded, creating a small fireball and balancing it in his hand.
"How about, yeah!?” The fire from his fingertip flew towards the other’s feet. Then another. In quick succession, Impmon fired fireball after fireball at Pip’s feet. “Not like ya got much’ova choice!”
He hopped on one foot after the first fireball, then the other foot after the second, and as Impmon threw the fireballs he began to bounce from foot to foot. ~Alright, you want me to dance? then lets tango!~ He said, throwing his own fireballs at Impmon’s feet in retaliation.
"Oi!" Impmon lept back. "I didn't say you could do that!" He hopped back and started throwing his fireballs at the other's to destroy the flames before they could get to him.
"Rude!"
Y-you would? Weeell then your (BEEP)ed up in the head...
Sounds like something future charred remains would say.
Well im sorry to say, acting cute CAN make you all powerful and stuff because your foes let their guards down... and then you burn their bodies and bury their corpses!
Why would I bury their corpse when I could just load their data?
Would you set someone you didnt like on fire for an apple?
I'd set someone on fire for a grape!
I'll set two people on fire for an apple! Doesn' even have ta be a good apple.
