you are a new little digi tama ready to hatch and face the world *shakey* *shakey*
also have I mentioned that you are filled with weird internet data?
no?
well good luck still.
The boundaries between the human are surprisingly durable, keeping more or less intact even with the sustained attempts to make it otherwise.
Oh sure there are some holes here and there leading to some things slipping through, and would you know it you are one of these things.
But as luck would have it the portals are small enough things slipping through aren't generaly very harmful, commonly being just gatherings of data leaking from the internet.
And you are no exception being the result one such leak coming from this other side.
well before you were assimilated in the birth of a new digitama of course.
But what type of data were you exactly?
[] min maxer data:
-game on, unlocks status screen, Stats and Skills.
-the GRIND, gains strength and learns things at an accelerated rate.
-numbers go up, gains large desire for power.
-just a game, large decrease of empathy.
[] speedrunner data:
-frame perfect, large increase in timing and reflexes.
-previous runs, after death you reincarnate with all memories including skills but you enjoy no past life progress benefits other than that.
-just another run, with each death lose more and more of the attachments to your lives.
-need for speed, aquires obsession with the optimization of the time necessary to achive a goal or task, induces frequent use of handicaps. not affected by "just another run".
-current goal, [write in] may be changed after death.
[] procrastinator data:
-lazing about, unlocks the incredible ability of ignoring outside judgement.
-maybe later, ability to relax in any situation.
-nothing much, instinctively know the bare minimum to do as to not get in too much trouble.
-power nap, can sleep on command.
-*yawn*, capable of doing nothing for as much time as the body can support.
[X] forum data:
-split argument, some property of your data made it not be assimilated throughly even after being absorbed leaving you as some kind of sub routine in the core. the rest of the core was used to create a digimon main routine non affected by the forum data.
-where are my hands!, the main routine is the only one able to control the body.
-esoteric arms, while unable to control the body you have command over the bodies' more esoteric senses and functions.
-I can hear voices, all votes contained in "" will be heard by the main routine.
[] write in a data type.
you are a digi tama, newly born and truly new to this world with not even a shred of past life experience to pull upon.
is it truly that weird that your own core with maleable structure and plenty of space ended up filled with something compatible enough?
you don't know...but that could also be attributed to the fact that you were literaly just born.
where were you born?
[] in a large city: a lot of digimon live in this place and you even have a caretaker and you are being even taught at schools with other digimon. it is safe albait boring but maybe...you can spice things up.
[] in the untamed wilderness: you are made of darkness a true lone wolf being different from the so called civilized world no one gets you because you were taught by the wild. aka the edgelord option. [X] in a cozy village: ahhh the village the perfect start for any aspiring hero the midpoint of wilderness and civilization, being often the source of their greatest companions and allies. warning: may include tragic backstories.
[] write in.
you can hear something cracking as you are suddenly awake, you can vaguely remember being in a heated argument about the terminal speed of snails while arguing for both sides. you are sure you were winning it! (and also losing it but thats not the point).
but before you can get your bearings and go back to this very important topic you are interrupted by the approach of a large beast, you can see its bared teeth and open maw as it approaches you with all the surety of a predator even as speaks like a person.
"hello there little mon"
you try to run in the opposite direction, fearful of this massive wolf but you fail in even moving in the slightest, even worse then that not long after you can feel yourself being moved TOWARDS it instead of away from it like its reasonable, before long you find youself perched on its head and being carried off somewhere.
in the end you see that you are being carried off towards a lake fearing what horrible things happen to you, you attempt to close your eyes but fail miserably as you don't seem to have any control over this body.
the striped wolf puts its head near the lake and you can see a reflection of something above its head exactly in the place from where you can see, you don't know what it is but with just a look you are sure from somewhere deep within yourself that whatever this is its NOT you.
what do you see being reflected?
[] a metallic blob with a sparking tail and antennae (choromon)
[] a transluscent furred thing with two ears (pafumon)
[] a plant with two beady red eyes (popomon)
[] a green blob with a baby pacifier (bubbmon)
[] write in.
what do you do?
[] try to make sense of the situation.
[] try moving even if you know it will probably fail.
[] try saying something, maybe that works.
[] now that you probably won't die go back to arguing with yourself about a snail's speed and terminal velocity.
[] write in.
[X] now that you probably won't die go back to arguing with yourself about a snail's speed and terminal velocity.
[X] a metallic blob with a sparking tail and antennae (choromon)
[X]"He appears to be a Garurumon canidae of substancial size, you stand no chance against him in combat. Ability highlights are thus unimportant. "
(vetoing the garurumon part of the thing because there is no previous digimon knowledge coming from the forum data, sorry if I wasn't clear in expressing that. but there can be any irl info, even false info if that floats anyone's boat.)
not really knowing much of what to do you a part of you decides to give your own brand of sagely advice on the matter, you have credentials for everything after all, because who lies in the internet? no not you.
you are sure that 60 years of experience at age 20 is not only possible but actualy feasible.
"He appears to be canidae of substancial size, you stand no chance against him in combat. Ability highlights are thus unimportant."
the metalic blob confusedly buzzes in response to your words, you are only half sure that it actualy understood them but still delighted because you weren't really expecting that talking would actualy do something.
well since it wasn't eaten yet you are reasonably sure that the wolf won't eat your metalic whom you are half sure you are residing inside, you decide to go back to what you were doing before since you don't have much more to say to it and that seems to be the only thing that has any real effect.
>Bucketfull_Of_Snails
CoochieSlayer69420, I am back.
>CoochieSlayer69420
who asked????
>Bucketfull_Of_Snails
me. but your attitude is of no matter CoochieSlayer69420 I have finaly found the answer to our previous conundrum.
>CoochieSlayer69420
that was literaly MONTHS ago but fine dude hit me with it what did you find?
>Bucketfull_Of_Snails
according to criticaly acclaimed movie "Turbo" a properly modified snail's top speed is comparable to that of car, and with the average car speed globably being 30 km/h it is clear that a snail's speed is significantly higher than your proposed 0,048 km/h.
>CoochieSlayer69420
...dude seriously?
>Bucketfull_Of_Snails
ah I see, rendered speechless by my flawless arguments, I expect my praise to be sung as soon as possible.
>CoochieSlayer69420
you know what? I am done with this you HAVE to be a troll, blocked.
Following your flawless victory (and shameful loss) against yourself you find your mind focusing back on what is happening in reality.
you find the mettalic blob surrounded by a group of strange creatures, all of them clapping but some with more excitment than others as they all say a phrase while looking at it,
"Happy hatch day choromon!"
the general mood seems cheery and you try a good look at the creatures as choromon's eyes pass by them (at least you know what to call it now), and you see:
an impatient looking flower lizard that looks around dispassionatly seemingly just waiting for this to end,
a strange duo of a floating gear and a taser with bug legs, both looking at choromon with unhidden curiosity and playfulness in their eyes,
the large wolf you met before looking at the scene with a content smile,
and a reptile wearing a fur pelt badly hiding behind the wolf but still peeking at choromon from a bit of a distance.
you don't really know what to make of this even if it looks similar to a birthday...wait did they say hatch day? does that mean that choromon came from an egg?
huh you learn something new everyday.
some time after the small party ended, the day has gone and night has come, you can see the inside of a room cozy room that not far from where you've seen the wolf slumber.
choromon is laying on a straw bed and seems to be going through the motions as if trying to sleep but failing to do so and instead just ends up looking at the darkened ceiling motionless.
choromon is unable to sleep, what do you do?
[] nothing, what it says on the tin you will just let this solve itself.
-what do you do instead?
--[] write in. [] try telling a bedtime story to choromon.
-which story?
--[] write in. [] start counting imaginary sheep for choromon, 1...2...3...4...
[] tell choromon about your day, maybe hearing you talk could help it rest its eyes.
[] write in.
[X] try telling a bedtime story to choromon.
--[X] Are You a Snail?
Intent on helping choromon sleep you have the idea of reading it a bedtime story, and after some thinking you settle on "are you a snail?".
as you start reading the words coming from the book you can almost feel choromon's interest settling as it pays attention to the story.
time seems to fly as you continue telling the simple story to the increasingly sleepy metalic blob, until just as you finish the last words those eyes close and don't reopen, and in that darkness you can feel yourself being pulled into a place where details are fuzzy and numbers don't make sense...
to a dream.
you blink and look around the dreamascape wich looks something straight out of am artist's painting, with the most significant detail being the sheer scale of everything all around, with blades of grass towering over you with massive droplets of dew.
after looking around through this picturesque albeit massive landscape you find choromom wandering near a rock but it's appearance is different, with a metalic spiral shell on its back and leaving a trail of silvery slime to wherever it slides.
it sees you and buzzes excitedly before going in your direction very very slowly, you keep watching as choromon makes its way to you at a glacial pace before you are suddenly interrupted by the cawing of birds and large shadows covering everywhere around you.
and those shadows and noises are soon followed by the loud thump of something big hitting the ground.
a bird towering over everything lands and looks around with focused searching for something, of which it seems to find as it pecks at breakneck speeds towards the rock.
*crack*
a large crack appears on the rock's side, soon followed by something emerging from beneath, revealing that the piece of debree was no rock at all instead being a large shell containing a large snail like organism.
this newly revealed being is covered in fur with colors and patterns remarkably similar to the wolf you saw earlier.
but even after revealed this giant snail is still defeated as the thrush uses its advantages in speed and reach to anihilate the snail uncaring for its rock solid defenses.
soon after only a large shell is left behind.
soon after finishing the oversized songbird turns its focus else where and continues on its path before seconds after vanishing in a puff of dream logic as the enviroment changes to a strange copy of the village.
even choromon continues approaching you still buzzing happily not noticing the strangely grisly scene that had happened just behind it...you may or may not have been partialy responsible for that.
after the landscape wide change you notice something, that now choromon is back to its original appearance.
continuing on its way choromon reaches you and at that moment it wakes up and the entire dream vanishes.
but before choromon awakes you catch a glimpse of yourself reflected on its surface, what do you look like?
[] like a reflection choromon but with a darker tone of color mixed with accents in mismatched colors.
[] like a floating dark colored holographic screen with FORUM written in bold letters within it.
[] like a loot box in an EA game.
[] write in.
do you say anything to choromon after it wakes up?
[] no
[] yes
-what?
-[] "good moring"
-[] "hello"
-[] "AAAAAAAAAAAAH"
-[] write in ""
[X] like a loot box in an EA game.
[X] like a snail but with a darker tone of color mixed with accents in mismatched colors.
tie so fusing tied options
before the dream vanishes you can catch the sight of a reflection of yourself, it looks like a snail colored like choromon but darker palette, and a colorfuly alluring cube shaped shell on top of this body.
but you don't have much time to look at your own appearance as the surroundings change once more and you find yourself looking at a brigthly lit wooden ceiling, it seems that the morning has come.
choromon quickly gets off of the pile of comfortable cloths it was laying in and buzzes in a satisfied manner as it stretches? and simply lays there relaxedly looking at the rising sun...
a perfect opportunity for a greeting you think,
"good morning sunshine"
"good moring"
many voices of yours say say the well wishes chaoticaly one after the other, snapping your metalic companion out of its sun gazing calm and leaving it looking around with confusion for a second before answering the greetings with an excited buzz.
now alert and without the residual haze of sleep choromon is much more energetic than before and slides out of the room with surprising speed, excited to explore this place now that its more or less alone.
at some point choromon stumbles on that same wolf who seems to be talking with the flower lizard, the striped canine yawns before noticing choromon and smiling and waving at it at it but that all goes unnoticed by the lizard as it continues droning on.
"According to current estimates we can expect an extra bountiful harvest this semester so I will need another mon's help along side gabumon to keep up with the work if you have anyone to recomend for that I-"
at that point the flower lizard seems to notice that the wolf isn't paying attention to what is being said and sighs in frustration,
"Garurumon please pay attention this is important information"
garurumon (who you now know the name off) yawns again but this time even harder
"Sorry floramon, I was just greeting our new resident-"
the wolf more mumbles then speaks this next part
"-and I still haven't had my morning coffee"
floramon seems satisfied by the explanation but is still vaguely frustrated,
"fine, but we won't even HAVE digi-coffee for the month if we can't harvest it before they are picked off the ground by mindless mon, so we need an extra helper for this. do you know if there is anymon free?"
garurumon seems to think for a second before suddenly smiling deviously
"oh you are in luck, both hagurumon and kokuwamon are free"
"fine, that works"
"and since there are more than enough hands this is a great opportunity to show choromon around where we grow the crops"
floramon's face blanches terror
"wait no you old dog, don't leave me in babysitting duty!"
garurumon laughs deviously before taking choromon who was watching the situation unfold near there and putting it in floramon's arms, the metalic blob buzzes happily at the attention given.
after a last chuckle at the despairing flower lizard the striped wolf goes under the canopy of a tree before laying there and in seconds there is a snot bubble in garurumon's snout.
floramon turns to choromon (and also you) saying,
"try not to interrupt much."
choromon buzzes with determination, wich is soon followed by a sigh from the reptile.
carrying the giddy choromon, floramon takes a route through the village leading to a house covered in metalic junk, from broken tv's to rusted gears. its honestly quite impressive, not for the quantity but the sheer variety of it (all of it junk of course).
at the sight of the house the lizard's eyes are visibly narrowed before floramon shouts,
"kokuwamon, hagurumon get out of there right now before I drag both of you!"
that is soon followed by the sound of things falling for a few seconds before the door is opened from the inside, revealing the sight of the 2 machines from yesterday, who somehow look untidy?
"good, now that you are here come with me, we need some extra hands to harverst the digi-coffee beans this month."
they both grumble for a second but follow floramon who leads them to an area of plowed dirt with seedlings barely out of soil and a lot of coffee beans laying in the ground, off in the side there is a lizard wearing a furcoat dutifuly catching the beans off the ground and putting them into a basket.
"gabumon we are here"
gabumon jumps a little at the sudden voice but quickly calms down, managing not to let the basket fall onto the ground before turning around to face the group.
"o-oh good, but didn't we need only one mon. not that I am complaining about it hahaha"
the lizards akwardly laughs.
"garurumon said that we needed to bring choromon along, so we need at least someone to take care of it, who is up for that?"
"me!" "I!" hagurumon and kokuwamon say in unison.
soon followed by gabumon who said meekly,
"I-I wo-wouldn't mind that"
floramon does an eyeroll putting choromon in the ground in the middle of the trio,
"don't take more than 5 minutes"
and walks off to start harvesting.
the three beings look at each other before gabumon breaks the silence,
"I-I will be going with her"
and follows after floramon.
"so now that he left its just you and me, who is going to evade working?"
the taser beetle says staring in the eyes of the floating gear before the silence is broken by both of them speaking in unison,
"Rock, Paper, Scisors!"
kokuwamon uses paper but hagurumon uses scisors and defeats kokuwamon, victorious the gear cheers as the beetle leaves grumbling and hauling insults at hagurumon, you can't catch much but you can hear a mumbled,
"cold hearted b*tch"
"I heard that!"
hagurumon turns to choromon and picks it up, choromon looks around curiously but will probably stay with hagurumon if nothing changes. what do you do?
[] nothing.
[] recomend it go to someone.
-who?
-[] floramon.
-[] gabumon.
-[] kokuwamon.
-[] to the napping garurumon.
[] say something to it.
-what?
-[] write in.
[] write in.
