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*a Compmon comes over to the machine and gets a lot of Poké Dollars when he reaches into the machine with his four gray, circular hands*
Compmon:
Ooh... uhh, not sure what to do with this...
*the Compmon inserts a data disk that reads:*
"The user forces their body to perform faster at a...
@PrincessPika is banned for being on a post number that is factorable.
*a Compmon could be seen cheating on his math exam when he can't seem to do two plus three off the top of his head*
"Alright, let's see what's going on with you here. You look kinda pale and stuff," The Wigglytuff said, while the Cyndaquil silently mewled in her arms.
The fire mouse was placed down on a padded table soon after. The Wigglytuff grabbed a thermometer and a tongue depressor.
"Okay little one...
"I'm going to see the nurse. I don't think the little mouse is alright at all. He's barely able to move and there's like this thing on his arm that's bothering me," Emily softly stated to Eli, after a brief glimpse on Cylan's right arm.
"Uhh... guess I stay, or umm," Paris quietly blurted...
"I'm not even sure what that noise was, but I definitely don't like the sound of that. I'm surprised that there is a room for ten people even," Emily replied to Eli, before the girl slowly walked into the room. Cylan's body quaked, as he gave off a light series of sneezes. A trio of small...
"Digimon is the short way of saying that something is a digital monster, such as Compmon here... the one I'm holding right now. Digimon are creatures that are made of data that can be changed and rearranged in all sorts of ways. Like humans and probably a lot of other creatures, they also grow...
"A baby is basically a newborn, or a young Digimon. They are rather weak, and rely on other Digimon, or people like me to become grow and become stronger. The digital monsters used to be like this virtual thing that you'd babysit on some sort of gaming thing, but then someone decided to turn...
"Oh alright, lead the way then," Amelia calmly replied, while she carefully picked up Compmon and held him around her arms.
"I'm Amelia, and I'm a Digimon Tamer, a person who cares for digital monsters and stuff... but I find that a little one is enough for me. The little robot thing I'm...
"Ugh, I'm already gonna guess he cheated on his math exam again," Amelia thought, while she kept the little Digimon still.
"I think Compmon can do that... that is if he still remembers how to use that skill," The girl promptly responded to the turret after a closer look at its center red eye...
"I guess, if you want to put it that way. I have no idea where we are even," Amelia replied, before she turned towards a life form that resembled a turret or robot of some sort.
The girl slowly approached the unfamiliar creature, while the Compmon lightly squirmed in her arms. Robo nodded at...
I'm ready to time skip to the center if everyone is up from that, from what I heard from Eli about that thing.
I'm already picturing at least five ways this can go on how people are going to react to what's on the Pichu's laptop...
Since the Pichu's eyes were too occupied with the laptop, the other voices passed through his ears like speeding trains. Paris quickly powered down the laptop, before he folded back the device. He stood up with the laptop in his hands, as he glanced around for a brief moment.
He noticed a girl...
"Ugh... where am I? I think the last thing I saw was seeing this red and purple stuff, and then everything just went black after all that noise," Amelia thought, before she slowly got on her feet. She picked up her crimson backpack and wore it around her back.
"Eek! Where are we?! What do I...
I'm surprised I had not found this earlier, eeps. Decided to use my fan made stuff after stumbling upon here and reading the RP earlier.
Universe name: Just Shapes and Beats
Powers: He can somewhat make rudimentary shapes and structures with the right form of rhythm used, and copy other...
"I umm... guess... I thank. Call Paris, and try talk," Paris answered, after he accepted the berry from the woman. The Pichu slowly consumed the berry, while he felt some natural compounds that would cure the aliments of a poisonous state had he been hit by an attack with toxic properties...
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