#☆ C:\Program Files\Scribe . RP

[moonfeller]

@indentedheartner Time to harass Ken :)

For native digimon, the server was quiet..unusually quiet. There was a stagnant air that hung like oil. Something had happened, but with no concept of time to use as a frame of reference, life marched on in the digital world. For Lopmon? It knew no different. A quiet server, it was chalked up to. It’s not like many were around to tell it otherwise, either. 

Swarms of Flymon and bubbling Otamamon broke the silence in the clearing, but the thicket nearby had its own racket as a certain little Lopmon foraged around and crammed as much food into its mouth as it could. Content with what it found, the little beast waddled off to enjoy the spoils.

it’s delight would be short lived as the pile in its arms stopped any semblance of sight and it only managed to take four steps before stepping on its own ear and tripping itself. A miraculous tumble sent the fruit it’d found flying, and while it was face down on the ground it heard some break and others impact something with a thud.

A soft, wailing groan escaped it as the little Lopmon finally lifted its head, staring bleary-eyed at where the fruit had  gone. .. that wasn’t a tree. Was it another digimon? It couldn’t think of any that were long and skinny like that, though. Instead, it grumbled as it sat back up.

“What’s a weird looking tree doing here...?”

[moonfeller]

@duocauda // x

Unfortunately the great beast’s strife and danger was lost on the lanky beast as it lifted its head, bearing witness to the fruit, fallen and rolled as they clustered towards the sanguine monster.

Undeterred, it stands back up and dusts itself off. A watermelon is picked up and held up to the great beast’s eye.

“Do ya want a melon?”

[moonfeller]

@fierywizardmon // x

Werner? What was a werner? Lopmon only gave a blank stare in return at being called something else.

“How did I get it? I asked a Calamaramon if I could have some.”

The Lopmon laughed at the hubris. Granted, it was probably really weird to have someone ask for part of you to eat, and it had only gotten yelled at a little bit. As it spoke, little claws reached up in anticipation towards Chester. It wanted its food.

[moonfeller]

@idjibivdu // x

“Are you sure you’re funny?”

Lopmon replied dryly as it looked at Fennecmon, a wry grin spread across its features. Oh, oh it was hilarious. It was fine, it’d said worse things to bigger digimon too. Still, it let go of its ears since it wasn’t moving around and tapped its little claws to its chin in thought.

At the question, the little beast turned to look at Eerie. Oh. They were tall. ...then again, Lopmon was barely two feet tall..If it even cleared that height. What was it doing wandering around?

“I dunno, what are you doing not wandering around?”

They tilted their head in response. ...actually...what were they doing here?

[moonfeller]

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