Post by MGarurumon on May 22, 2014 1:11:13 GMT -3
Breeding Form
Digimon 1: Oblivion
Digimon 2: Tehrag 's Fortunata
Cost: Breeding Voucher
//OOC: Hehe, I just typed this entire thing for fun to develop Oblivion a bit more, so you can skip the read if you want, LOL.
Digimon 1: Oblivion
Digimon 2: Tehrag 's Fortunata
Cost: Breeding Voucher
//OOC: Hehe, I just typed this entire thing for fun to develop Oblivion a bit more, so you can skip the read if you want, LOL.
ROLEPLAY
The DarkGrademon shuddered. He had not seen her for a while. When he had woken up today, he look at his reflection in the water and had found his appearance to be questionable. Perhaps, she would not recognize him. Even worst, perhaps she may detest his newfound appearance--being cloaked in the darkness. He let out a small sigh, but his tamer heard this, despite how Oblivion thought his mask would prevent sound inside from being heard.
"Oh, c'mon. There's no good to be done worrying." MG urged him.
For some reason, having her say this infuriated him more than usual. Though his tamer had returned after months of abandonment, he thought his rage had amplified after his dark digivolution. At the same time, he found himself indulging in the powers with a type of malicious glee.
"Okay, as a female, I know exactly what girls hate and dislike. And that's-- and don't try to push it in that I haven't been in a relationship, okay?" MG said, leaning in with a hushed whisper. "Ahem, but, at any case, what you've got to do... is have confidence. How are we going to be impressed with you if you're not impressed with yourself? Before trying to get anyone to like you, you've got to like yourself. I think I read some quote about that before or something. But, you see, Oblivion-"
Violently, Oblivion swung out a sword and clashed it with his other, creating a shrill, dissonant noise. The DarkGrademon roared, "Don't--" Through his gnashing carnivorous teeth, Oblivion hissed, “tell me what to do!” Bombarded with sudden revolting impulses and violent desires, the DarkGrademon held his head with his two heads.
MG’s face contorted with anger. “What’s with you? Okay, I know that I left you guys for a year, but I’ve pretty much reconciled with everybody. Why do you have to- What’s with you acting this way?” His human partner freed a tempest of emotions and previously unsaid feelings. “It takes two people to reconcile! I’ve been trying this whole time, but you’re not even making it easy for me to try to make it up to you. I tried everything. Buying the 1000 BIT corruption chip, getting you a date, bringing you out in battles-“ Swiping her right hand through the air and advancing forward, MG persisted, “But if you’re not going to forgive me or get along with life, I can’t do this anymore. You know what?”
Oblivion, crumbling under the nausea, grit his teeth and whispered, “Just shut up and leave me alone.”
Blatantly disregarding his wish, MG continued and choked, “If you’re- if you’re not going to forgive me or get along with life, let’s separate. Let’s disown this partnership. Let’s … END this!” At this point in time, the human’s eyes had become the delta from which water freefell. Turning away, she fled from the scene, not wanting to cause an uproar in Primary Village and draw the attention of the baby Digimon.. . .
Minutes afterward, Oblivion stood, leaning against a tree huddling Digieggs with its cool shade. “End this, huh?” The DarkGrademon was glad to be clad in armor to mask his distress. “What’s happening, anymore?” he whispered. But his eyes caught sight of movement, and he laid his sight upon the most stunning creature to ever bewitch him. When the DarkGrademon repeated his question, this time he smiled with his worries temporarily alleviated, “Yes, what has happened?” He gripped his swords and approached …