#impish plots

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@angernugget [x]

The imp started laughing at his glare, "Just messin' with ya, kid. I don't go after anything I can hold a conversation with."

"What are yous doin out here anyway?" It asked picking up one of the birds and setting it on fire in its hand.

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-- Starter for @lunar-luminary --

A small purple creature scarfed down some of its ill-gotten food as it left the boundaries of the small farm. The crop thief discarded the strangely angular bone as it walked and grabbed another piece of its coveted cubed meat it carried off with it. It was a rare find for other digimon to grow this crop in particular, as the general public aren't overly fond of the taste. The imp didn't care though, it had come to enjoy the bizarrely tasting food.

The digimon had some food and a few extra to start up another garden of its own once it finds a new spot to settle. In that moment, the imp was content and happily wagged its spaded tail. It was little moments like this that helped get the rookie through the harsher things life liked to throw at it.

While walking and savoring the unusual taste of the food it enjoyed, the imp had failed to notice the surge of electrical energy it headed straight towards. It was only after crossing through the field and felt the sensation of falling that the digimon registered something was terribly off. Its grip on the cubed meat it snacked on slipped and it lost it in the fall.

The fall was rather short, but there was this weird sensation of, what could only be described as gravity shifting direction. One second the imp is falling like normal, and the next there it felt like it was being launched at a different direction. It hit something solid quickly after the strange momentum change. The hit had the imp dazed and it plopped onto the ground with a thud. Groaning over its spoiled luck, the creature stayed didn't bother to move from its new spot on the ground. It didn’t have a clue what just happened. Or even where it was anymore. And really? Right now it didn’t care.

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Starter for @impishwraith

Impmon made its way to Snatcher's home the minion's had pointed out to it. The imp had been getting listless with just taking care of the crops on the plot. And it's not like it could fall into its old habit of stealing books and things for entertainment. Yeah. No. Not going to mess up things by pulling that stunt.

There's also been this weird sort of... build up of sorts in the time the imp has stayed in Subcon. Impmon believed that was due to not being in a proper fight for a good while now. And that was honestly the reason it was heading to see Snatcher; it hoped a fight would help blow off some steam and keep it from getting rusty.

The digimon gave a small smile and wave to minions it passed by on the walk. Upon nearing the tree Snatcher used as a home, it's tail was starting to flick some. "Hey, Snatcher?" It called out just before standing at the front of the tree, "Yous busy?"

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@impishwraith

Impmon looked over the small plot of land. The sight was... something, that's for sure. Off to one corner there was a small pile of dirt. It looked to be haphazardly tilled and watered. Then in the opposite corner there was a shallow dip in the ground a little bigger in size than the imp. It hadn't gotten very far before its hands started to hurt from clawing at the hard ground. It wasn't much, but it was a start.

Impmon would do more work after some sleep. But before that it had to set up a shelter of some kind. The boards the minion had showed it would need some work to build anything proper with. In the short term, Impmom drove two planks into the ground with a third one setting in a notch of the other two. Any boards after that were leaning against the beam to form two walls.

Now all the imp needed was something for bedding. Leaves would be fine, though it was hesitant to go out and gather them. For starters the digimon didn't know what plants here where good and what where bad. The little Not-Kotemon said the imp could ask them for help... but it couldn't quite bring itself to. The idea alone was making Impmon anxious.

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@impishwraith continued from [x]

“'nothing there' says the ghost!” The imp huffed back with a smirk. It will very much sass back. 

“How do yous keep hold of any info? Seems like its in one ear and then fall right out.” Impmon’s tail was wagging as it spoke. This seemed like it could be fun.

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@impishwraith [x]

"Have I never tell yous how I even ended up in this world? I fell into some stupid pitfall and ended up face-planting with my breakfast crashing on top of me!" The imp huffed, "It's just... really frustrating I can never get anything to go right."

Crossing its arms Impmon added, "I can't get these stupid roses to grow, which sucks because I like cooking with them."

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Training for Digivolution {{Starter}}

Impmon's own labored panting was the only thing it heard in the moment. Collapse onto its hands and knees the imp's body was weak and trembling. Muscles ached. Lungs burned. Head pounded. Next to the imp was a log at least twice its size. A trail behind the log wound around the shore line of the lake spanning maybe 400 feet.

Red gloved hands clawed into the soft earth. “Dammit,” the digimon rasped, “damnit! Why can't I do this!?” Impmon was growling and hissing. It tried to get up to push itself further along but only ended up having its limbs give out and fall to the ground. “Why is this so difficult?” the question to no one sounded more pathetic then the last.

It had been pushing itself more than ever. It wanted to digivolve. That's what it told itself anyway. It had to digivolve, had to get stronger, that way it could better stand up for itself. Yet everything Impmon tried resulted in nothing.

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@the-i-d-f-l-hq [x]

The purple imp looked from the strange entity to the stuffed rabbit. It looked back to the other and narrowed its eyes, "Yous don't listen very well. I said; I don't want anything you're offering."