Post by MGarurumon on Apr 13, 2014 21:12:57 GMT -3
Username: MGarurumon
Username of Second User: Tehrag
Your Digimon: Oblivion, the Dorugamon
The Digimon Your Digimon Is Friending: Fortunata, the Renamon
Username of Second User: Tehrag
Your Digimon: Oblivion, the Dorugamon
The Digimon Your Digimon Is Friending: Fortunata, the Renamon
Oblivion stood quietly beside his tamer in front of the Information Registry. He was waiting for the fox whom he had met during his "dating arrangement"--which his tamer, MG, had signed him up on without his knowing. He had mixed feelings about that. He was quite irritated that his tamer went ahead and signed him up but glad all the same secretly because, without MG having signed him up, he wouldn't have met Renamon.
"So... how'd it go?" MG pried, as teenage girls usually do into affairs.
Oblivion grunted, "Fine."
"Yeah, yeah," MG said excitedly, "Of course, it was fine. Duh, or else we wouldn't be here to get you two to be officially friends." After Oblivion persisted in his silence, his tamer facepalmed. "So, did you get her heart? Any special moments? Do you think she's special? Is she the one? Can I be the flowergirl?"
As MG bombarded the Dorugamon with questions, his cheeks flushed crimson. As his tamer leaned closer in expectation, Oblivion turned away. "What's your problem?! We're just friends... Okay? Just friends! ... for now."
However, his obnoxious and irritating tamer ignored him. "OMGosh, what am I saying. Of course, she's special. How else could she befriend you? Ahhhhh! Oblivion, we should have came more prepared. Why are you not in a suit? You have to look nice in front of her. Urgh, I'm so useless. I've no idea what boys do to get prepped. Oh, what are we to do?"
Roaring, Oblivion cried out, "Shut up!" But his cheeks were still burning a red color.