#detectedvirus

[finclity-a-blog]

         ❝ ─ EXCUSE ME! I may only have three fingers but sure I’m not butterfingers! I’d blast the HELL out of anyone trying to match me in my very own game! ❞  Such amount of pride in his voice - The imp barely knew what he was talking about. ( well, rather he couldn’t remember those times he did. )         ❝  ─ Besides it’s EASY to get one! Just steal one from DEPUTYMON! Been there, done that! Like snatching candy from kid Too easy! ❞

|| @detectedvirus continued x

[finclity-a-blog]

         ❝ ─ Hmh. Somehow. ❞  Doomsday program. Someone BORN to destroy was far less hunted than he was. His attention shifted towards the decorations. Such joyful colours. Good smells, delightful sounds. That naive happiness irritated him at some level. Why had he come? Curiosity  towards his first ever invite? The goods served at the table? Meeting Diaboromon there surely awoke suspicions. The Digimon’s weren’t some usual quests - neither the most WANTED. Toothy grin already spreading upon such a tempting idea presented.   ❝ ─ Whatever. I like that. On the other hand, they would have already fooled us both. ❞  || @detectedvirus || continued x  

[fallingdarknesswarrior]

detectedvirus started following you…

Kouichi brought out his D-tector half in curiosity and half in high suspicion. He didn’t like the look on the creature’s face, mainly in the way of how watchful those eyes seemed to bore into him. But nothing came up clear on his initial reading - the screen on his digivice was just static. Kouichi gulped and told himself he must be out of range or some other trivial reason was to blame.

It definitely wasn’t the digimon who’s name or type he didn’t know... that definitely couldn’t have a relation to the corrupted spirits of darkness. Right?