his name is Burninggreymon:Burnout Mode and i think hes neat
plus! PLUS!!!! lore that i havent mentioned but I HAVE IT!!!!
basically this wonderful specimen comes from an au of fronteir i have which is basically just fronteir but different and (hopefully) better. thats the best i can put it.
in my au, takuya is the last to get his beast spirit. hes been watching his friends gain more power and get super cool new forms, and theyve been kinda leaving him behind in terms of power. pretty much everyone can at least hold their own against cherubimons spirits now except for him, who gets downright disrespected no matter who hes up against. and he HATES IT!!!! he wants to help and he CANT!!!!!!
so imagine how happy he is when they finally find out where the spirit could be!
but, before they can actually find and claim burninggreymon, cherubimons spirits find the spirit and grab him. specifically, arbormon grabs him.
because arbormon is descended from ancienttrojamon, he has the ability to create trojan viruses with a bit of time and code(i mean neither ancienttrojamon nor his decedents have been stated to be able to create trojan viruses but its cool and fits the theme of the mon so im going to say he can. also its something for arbormon to do because he was the least utilized of cherubimons' spirits.), and he puts a virus into the code of burninggreymons spirit armor.
moving back to the kids; takuya is devastated. his spirit was RIGHT THERE and now its gone. so he goes off to sulk on his own, when arbormon shows up. takus expecting a fight, but arbormon tells him that hes tired of working for cherubimon and he doesnt want to be evil anymore- starting with giving him his beast spirit! and takuya is desperate to be able to DO SOMETHING so he ignores the fact that his spirit looks weird and that the fractal code (which souldnt be there) arching through it has a dubious shimmer to it (i mean, hes never seen a beast spirit up close. maybe they just look like that?) and grabs it.
...and is IMMEDIATELY forced to digivolve because of the virus.
now, what was supposed to happen was that arbormon would have been able to control him via the virus, essentially giving cherubimon another spirit.
HOWEVER.
the fun thing about viruses is that the body does not like viruses. and so, burninggreymons body, now activated thanks to having a host, bugs the hell out. so now, he has weird messed up anatomy and the normally meticulously controlled fire in his being is now completely unfettered and is burning at full blast at all times. its so hot, in fact, that it starts to melt his own armor and everything around him. and, on top of THAT, thanks to beast spirits not really liking to be controlled, burninggreymon, scared and disoriented, starts attacking anything that moves.
arbormon decides hes in over his head and sneaks off, leaving this issue to the rest of the gang who show up after he bails because they saw smoke in the direction where taku went off on his own and were worried that he got ambushed. so now everyone has to find a way to get takuya back to normal before he destroys everything around him and probably gets himself killed.
the gang are able to give takuya a moment of clarity in a similar fashion to the anime in just being like "dude chill out were your friends. you know this.". having no idea how to deal with the whole getting stuck as a messed up buggy version of his beast spirit, takuya decides to try slide evolving because even if it doesnt shrug off the virus, hes at least gonna be easier to deal with, plus he had no idea if hed lose control again and it was the only thing he could think of at the time. and it does work! to an extent.
but obviously it cant be that easy. and, instead of being able to fully transition between spirits, he gets sorta...stuck in the middle.
and THATS how we get flamon, baby. so now everyones trying to find a way to get a digimon antivirus or vaccine or something similar so takuya can actually digivolve again. and also fix burningreymon, hes still fucked up.
and heres a bonus sketch because i do not know how to transition to the next subject.
the slide evolution "glitch" KOs takuya, and koji had to watch him while everyone else went to put out the fire taku started(zoe and tommy put out the fires and j.p helped to scout out any fire they missed because he can also fly; koji was really the only one who wasnt necessary so he stayed back). also they got cold water for taku because burninggreymon:burnout mode burned at such dangerously high temperatures that it was still affecting takuya even after he broke free from burnout mode, and he needed to cool down so he didnt die of heat stroke or something. flamon also maintains a relatively toasty body temperature even after he cools down. in fact, burnout mode was so boiling hot that even after takuya returns to normal, hes got a permanently abnormally high body temperature, not enough to be feverish but enough to be noticeable. basically, winters are great and summers are hell.
also heres a bonus bonus sketch ft. scuffed spirit of fire line bc this post is long enough and i dont want to type out another whole paragraph
(id like to mention that "flamon is warm" is a headcannon that i have for him no matter what universe, its just more justified in this so i felt like its worth mentioning. You Can Pry Applying Torchic Logic To All Fire Characters Out Of My Cold Dead Hands.)
(last thing- @flamon bc they inspired it and also they said they wanted to see it :))
(@ask-faceted-gods) Geode approached Jean carefully, eyeing the disguised legend for a moment before speaking. “...Do forgive the intrusion, however I overheard you discussing Eternatus and became curious myself. Do you have any theories as to why Eternatus caused such bloodshed, the slaughter of innocents? The idea of a Legendary performing such an act and other Legends going along with it willingly, much less worshiping the monster, is very troubling,” they let out a small huff, clearly perturbed, “Hmf, no worthy caretaker would ever allow such a thing to occur, though I have to wonder if there is another reason as for why your Mew, super-ancients, or Arceus did not interfere."
[Jean]
"So, let me tell you a bit about how legendaries in our universe works."
"We operate on a bit of a hierarchy. It goes from weakest to strongest. If you are on a tier higher than another tier, you are usually worshipped as a god/deity by the tiers below you."
"Mythicals are... somewhere."
"15 years ago, this hierarchy was turned on its head."
"Half of the bottom-most tier was killed in a war. Mew's position as Earth's Guardian was usurped and filled by Eternatus himself. The Super Ancients and Arceus seem to be doing nothing about the situation, and the Creation Trio has seemingly either vanished or joined with Eternatus."
"That is how I, and the other gods see the situation right now."
"We have absolutely NO IDEA, why or how Eternatus started the genocide against humans and took a position as a god. I have a couple theories that seem feasible to me."
"These theories don't explain why the genocide of humans was necessary, but, it's all I've got with the information I have."
"However! As an unwilling participant of the war, I do have a motive for why he did it!"
"During the first hours of his takeover, he projected a message into the minds of all Pokemon. It was very long, and I don't remember a lot of it, but it basically boiled down to-"
"Humans are flawed creations of God. They must be eliminated."
"During the war, I heard a lot of talk about how this war must be to stop human abuse and takeover of Pokemon once and for all. That's what many of the Pokemon believed."
Jean wrings out her flippers.
"Gosh, sorry for talking so much. I just have so many thoughts, all the time."
"I'll say this last thing; nobody knows why the Pokemon more powerful than Eternatus didn't try to stop him. All I can think was that they approved of what he was doing... But, is this really something they would just... allow?"
Side-note: Today is my last day at the job I've been at for the last decade- I'll be taking next week off while adjusting to a new day-job. Thanks for your patience!
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lead interviewer: [REDACTED]
>> main video file corrupted [̲̅███_̲̅_̲̅] 30% partial reconstruction complete.
wasn't tagged by anyone but it looked fun so 😌
Name?
V. [The interviewer leans forward, gesticulating for him to continue.] Just V.
Are you single?
[He rises an eyebrow, clearly not amused. It seems like he was expecting that question.] Yes, but don’t get your hopes up. I’m not interested.
Are you happy?
Point me to someone that is. But no, can't say that I am.
Are you angry?
[Shrugs] It's a well-known feeling to me. Used to experience it more commonly in the past. There are a lot of things to be angry about. The state of this shithole, ever-rising rent prices, crappy food, even crappier people…
Interviewer: And are you angry right now?
Trust me, you don't want to find out.
Are your parents still married?
[Silence, dark eyes dart to the side, jaw appears to be clenched.] No. Hard to be married if you’re dead. [He shrugs, acting nonchalant.] She never took his last time, didn’t want to be tied down like a dog on a leash. Good for her, honestly. Think she wanted to file for a divorce, too. She was just too late.
Interviewer: Let's start with some basics.
Birthplace?
Here.
Interviewer: Here?
[Sighs] Night City, born and bred. Grew up here, probably will die here. Corpo Plaza was my playground, not an idea place to rise a kid, but where, here, is really? Haywood was my true training ground. I’ve lived all over - different neighborhoods, states, countries, different military camps. Yet I always find myself back here, back in NC.
Hair color?
Black. All natural. Started graying like 8 years ago maybe, used to try and dye them to hide it, but I gave up after a year or two. Couldn’t be fucking bothered, really. Besides, I’ve heard people were into silver foxes these days.
Eye color?
Used to be green. Had my mother’s eyes. Beautiful shade, people always complimented her. Me too if I’m being honest, always ignored them though. Sometimes I regret ever getting optics. But I had to, it was in the job description. Now I can’t imagine having ‘ganic ones. And I don’t think I could bare her looking back at me every time I stare in the mirror to shave.
Birth day?
November 12th, you can tell I’m a scorpio.
Interviewer: And what year were you born?
2019. Just before the Fourth Corp Wars. Weird times, but I can’t really remember shit aside from the red sky. Put my childhood way behind me. Stopped celebrating my birthday a long time ago too. No one to celebrate with either, aside a handful of friends, but it’s only just beer at my place anyway.
Mood?
Indifferent. Tired, mostly. Nothing a good hookup can’t fix.
Gender?
Born male, identify as a man. It’s not something I really questioned ever. Always have been comfortable with my body and masculinity. Never lost touch with my feminine side though, [He gestures at his painted nails, silver jewelry, piercings, and smudged eye makeup] guess I got it from my ma.
Summer or winter?
Winter, full stop. Ever seen snow? Best shit ever. Too bad it never snows here. Sometimes I wish I stayed on that mountain and never came back. I’d rather freeze there than sweat my balls off in the summer in Cali. Funny, considering I still live here and don’t plan on moving any time soon.
Morning or afternoon?
Early mornings beat everything. Before the sun even rises. It’s calm, quiet, everyone’s still asleep. It’s when I feel the most rested, even when I haven’t slept the whole night. Yoga sesh on the balcony during the sunrise gotta be the best way to start your day.
Interviewer: Not, let's get a little bit more personal. Some listeners are dying to know these questions.
Are you in love?
Yeah. After forty years still am. It’s mostly repressed by now. ‘m trying not to think about that.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Yeah. Fell victim to it four decades ago. It sucks, hurts when shit doesn’t go your way and I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone, but fuck if it isn’t the best fucking feeling ever in the beginning stage.
Who ended your last relationship?
We both did. ‘‘twas a mutual decision. We split on good terms. Still got his number on speed dial. We don’t talk much these days, too busy, proud, or butthurt over the whole situation. But we’re still friends, yeah.
Are you afraid of commitments?
Again, who isn’t? Hard to trust people these days, in my line of work especially. Too many secrets, too many money-hungry people willing to take advantage and sell you out for a quick buck. Takes too much time too, committing to someone I mean. If we haven’t known each other for at least a full year I don’t trust you enough to have my number. With some exceptions, of course.
Have you hugged someone within the last week?
Yeah, my friend and ripper. We served two tours together, guy’s been having a rough time lately. Came over with a couple of beers, then couple of beers turned into more beers, and you know what intoxication does to people. Don’t regret it, seemed like both of us needed it.
Have you ever had a secret admirer?
People aren’t too secretive about being a fan - or rather an admirer as you called them - of me online, that’s for sure. Can you believe they’ve made a forum dedicated to me? Yeah, me neither. I don’t know why these kids choose to spend their free time documenting my life, achievements, writing down every piece of clothing I wore and what’s my coffee order, but as long as it’s something as innocent as that I don’t really mind. I don’t have it as bad as some BD stars, I hope at least. Some of the candid pictures they take of me look really good I can give them that. And don’t even get me started about video edits I’ve seen resurface here and there.
Once I had someone send me a package to my private home address, no idea how they found it, glad it was the only instance and it never happened again. If anything I value my privacy and I rather not have an obsessive stalker sending me love letters. Online forums? Be my guest, but don’t go digging too deep, I know my fair share of netrunners.
Have you ever broken your own heart?
Yeah. It was a choice. A stupid one. I could’ve avoided it, but I was young and dumb, a scared nineteen year old. But what’s past is past. Hard to tell if I ever recover but you gotta move forward. I wouldn’t have gotten this far had I been stuck dwelling on the past. There’s not a day I don’t regret doing what I did, the broken heart is very much deserved.
Interviewer: Okay, that was intense. Let's cool off with some light 'this or that' questions.
Love or lust?
Love, easy. I’m too old to rely on lust, learned that the hard way. In short: been there, done that. All of my hookups were fueled by lust, there was no love there. You can only enjoy lustful relationships so long before it starts wearing you down. It fades quickly, doesn’t fulfill you, makes you feel empty.
Lemonade or iced tea?
Iced tea. It’s the closest thing to iced coffee. And you can always add lemon to your tea. So many types of tea too. Lemonade is too plain and most of the synth stuff tastes like ass anyway.
Cats or dogs?
Cats. Don’t get me wrong I love my dog, love going on a run with him, but I’ve always been a cat person, would choose to reincarnate as one, a black panther perhaps? They seem to like me too, while some dogs snarl and bark. People say I give off tiger vibes, maybe that’s what I was in my past life.
A few best friends or many regular friends?
A few best friends. You can never be too careful picking who you choose to hang out with, trust enough to lower your guard. Too many fake people, all too eager to stab you in the back when you’re least expecting it. Lived long enough to know, when it comes to people - the less is better.
Wild night out or romantic night in?
Mix of both you can say. My job gives me enough wildness as is. In NC everything happens fast, so a chill night in is a nice change of pace. It’s more private too. But I won’t say no to blowing shit up in the air or wild chases with the cops - that’s what a good night out is, right?
Day or night?
Night. There’s a reason I’ve stayed in NC as long as I did - it’s the city lights. There ain’t nothing more beautiful than Nigh City, well… at night. The air is cooler, you can’t see the grime and smog, only the neon lights. It’s when the freaks come out, it’s when you can get your hands on the best food, best drugs, best guns. Nighttime here has its charm and it definitely charmed me.
Interview: Now for the classics. Have you ever...
Been caught sneaking out?
When I still lived with my dad, sure, a couple of times. It was my stepmom who would always catch me, my dad more rarely, he was out of the house most of the time, always working late shifts. Chalice she… Was always home, monitoring me ever since she moved in. It was hard in the beginning but once I had figured out her schedule it was much easier to sneak out, especially at night.
When I was in boarding school maybe once or twice, but never again after that. It’s where I mastered the art of not getting caught. And as you can see - it worked, I’m still here.
Fallen down/up the stairs?
My room was downstairs, never had any reason to go up to my parents' bedroom, especially after my mom passed. Definitely did when I was a kid, now not really. I trip sometimes over my cat when walking down the stairs but never fall down. The artificially boosted reflexes are a lifesaver.
Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt?
Someone, rather than something. Nowadays if I want something I just get it and if I can’t, I get over it. Maybe it wasn’t meant to be mine. But I did, I did want someone bad, still do. And yes, it still hurts.
Wanted to disappear?
More times than I can recall. It’s a constant thought, something I’m going over with my counsellor every now and again. I did disappear for a few years back in 2046 - went totally off the radar. It wasn’t planned or anything. Pretty sure I was pronounced legally dead by the time I came back in 2051. Sometimes I do wish to leave, have any trace of me wiped, I feel like I’ve done enough damage here.
Interviewer: Now, for those who still have their hopes up, despite you saying you’re not looking for a relationship. Tell me…
Smile or eyes?
Smile. The eyes can be changed, switched and swapped. Too many Kiroshi models available on the market to count.
Shorter or taller?
Pretty much everyone is shorter than me. I prefer people close to my size. As long as I don’t have to physically bend to be on the head level with someone, its alright. However I do prefer tall people, someone I can look in the eyes.
Intelligence or attraction?
It’s all about vibes, man. I can be into a dumb hot himbo as much as into a mildly attractive genius, babbling about quantum physics like it’s his entire personality. If the conversation’s flowing and you’ve piqued my interest I don’t care for neither, as long as the sex is good.
Hook-up or relationship?
Both, neither. Hookups get the job done. It’s nice while it lasts. Clouds work for me too, it’s just a transaction, no feelings, zero expectations. Relationships on the other hand - I got burned too many times. Been in two serious ones and I don’t think I have the strength for another one. Not for a while at least.
Interviewer: You don't talk much about your family, do you? Mind if I ask you a few questions about them?
Do you and your family get along?
No. I’ve gone no contact since I got my first job and moved out at 21. It’s not like they bothered to reach out either. Dad died in ‘69. Wasn’t welcomed to his funeral but I went anyway, wanted to see the dead bastard one last time. He’s still out there somewhere, copied his psyche onto a shard; some corps have him stashed away behind sealed doors.
Was never close with my dad’s side of the family, definitely wasn’t close with his latest spouse. Never knew my grandparents or my mom’s cousins, all lived in Geneva, not once have they visited the States. My mom’s older brother on the other hand - the black sheep of the family - met him a few times, we don’t keep in contact however. He shut down after her death, scurrying off to the Badlands, cooking skiff is his trailer. He’s alright, one last person I can call family, really. Besides my stepsister. She’s the only person I truly get along with, only family member I care for. Never knew I had a sister until she turned 7. We keep in contact daily.
Would you say you have a “messed up life”?
Yes. Definitely. Climbing to the top of the food chain takes a lot of sacrifices. Still question if it all was worth it.
Have you ever run away from home?
Yeah. Went through my rebel teenage era, running away for a few day and crashing at my friend’s house or my then-boyfriend’s camp. I would do and go anywhere to just be out of the house. I was a total edge-lord back then.
Have you ever gotten kicked out?
Technically yes, by my dad when he sent me away to the boarding school. But no, not really.
Interviewer: What about your friends? Even a dangerous veteran solo like yourself must have someone to drink beers with.
Do you secretly hate one of your friends?
A part of me hates a some part of them. I think it’s only normal. But no, why would I be friends with someone I hate.
Do you consider all of your friends good friends?
Sure, most of them yeah. We’re all totally different people with different goals and ambitions, but they stuck long enough to be considered good friends.
Who is your best friend?
Was. Mickey. Miss the bastard every day, I carry his dog tag with me at all times. Rache is next line even if we don’t talk much. I guess the military can really bond two people together.
Who knows everything about you?
No one. I guess I tell Felix a lot of stuff, but there are a lot of gaps I keep to myself. Rogue claims to know everything about me, found my real birth certificate after all, but even she can’t know the whole story. No one, but the people involved, know what happened between 2046 and 2051. And I plan on keeping it that way.
This may be off topic, but here’s a question for the the narcissistic Sadist himself- “what do you think about the Enthusiast and do you have any history?”
One wouldn't think a face without features could make any expressions, but the Sadist is definitely making a face right now.
"I am aware of him, and he is aware of me. He is a particularly powerful Inferni, oddly so, considering his unimpressive familial heritage. For a time, he was extremely popular with the population, to the point my father feared a revolt. He claimed to have no interest in ruling, but it was clear he despised us and all we stood for."
Birds sang through the Forest. The Sadist raises his hand, and one lands on his fingers, as if unafraid, or perhaps, conditioned to trust him.
"To kill him would invite chaos into Memoria, so my father granted him control over the lands of the pre-born, where the souls of humans linger until they can be born as Inferi. Under his control, he has transformed those quiet lands into a Paradise, but only for child souls. He seems to care not for adult human souls as my father did."
He lowers his hand, and the bird flees into the leaves by the Sadist's head.
"I have reason to believe he has stolen Jane's soul from where I hid it. He knows I know this. But if I were to anger him, he could bring our entire life cycle to a standstill. Even I cannot fight against the very nature of birth and rebirth. So until I have evidence of his crimes, I must let him do what he wants.'
He huffs. "No matter the inconvenience it is to me."
yesterday was marous first birthday, so i decided to draw something for it. happy birthday buddy!
things to note about this image:
that sticky hand was something he got from a halloween festival he went to. he and daima were messing with it and he accidentally shot it onto the ceiling. neither of them could be bothered to get it down so theyve just been waiting for it to fall. its been months.
a few weeks ago, marous aunt found a box of his and daimas old toys. the doll on the dresser plays a clip of laughing that they guessed was supposed to sound cute, but it always terrified both of them. daima accidentally set it off and out of pure instinct threw it away from her, and it landed on top of the dresser. neither of them want to admit to their aunt or uncle that theyre scared of it, so theyre just waiting for them to get out the step ladder to take down the christmas decorations so they can steal it and get it Out Of Their Room.
the toys under his bed are also from that box. the two of them decided that they wanted to play toys for old times sake. the puppy was a military experiment that broke free and started eating people so the military tried to neutralize it but it started eating them too. theyre under his bed because the puppys lair was in a cave, and thats the cave. obviously./silly
the car in the backyard is also pretty old, and they dont really feel like rehoming it anytime soon. whenever marou and daimas little cousins come over they play with it sometimes, but usually it just sits there.
that green jacket is his favorite. he never goes anywhere without it.
his uncle throws a new years party every year, so a bunch of relatives and family friends always come over. and since new years eve is also his birthday, and everyone collectively agrees its in poor taste to come over without getting him anything, he gets a lot of gifts. usually money, but people do make an effort to get him something they think he likes. but also he usually ends up partying all day until midnight january first. and he gets TIRED. if you want to contact him january first, you wont. honesty, expect to wait until at least the third to even hope to contact him.
his favorite animals a wolf. this is because his moms digimon partner was strabimon, and she would always tell him stories about strabimon when he was little. needless to say, he always gets a bunch of wolf stuff on his birthday.
including the little plushie draped over him. daima got him that. she got up a few hours before him and put it on him because why not. shes surprised it hasnt fallen off yet.
hes also an avid artist. that poster behind him? he drew that, and daima got it printed for him for his birthday last year.
the birthday card leaning against the green bag was also from daima. it was just a cheesy birthday card, but she taped a picture of a wolf she herself drew where the picture was because she knew it would make him smile.
