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“I apologize for my rudeness, my name is Nicodemus Ferdinand: but that’s too long so people call me Nick instead.” He takes a bow as well, in the same fashion as Parade.

The beasts eyes gazed over that bow, the Digimon stayed nestled to the trees foilage, able to hear branches snap. Before he leaned upright seeming to submerge back into the over growth. A smaller jester rabbit stepped out

Smaller in the sense of he once was leaning on the tree line, he now stood as tall as a tree, his tattered ears the only indication of movement through the forest as he wiggled free having to tug his own foot paw out.

This sent the Cherubimon tumbling! Not across the ground but through the air before he came to a lazy hang over the human. He lifted the silver tool from his crossed arm "what's this do? You shouldn't go pointing at folks, it's rude"

That last note carried a burst of aggression, but as quick as his face creased to rage it was gone again in a blink of the eyes. His attention back on the odd trinket, an eye squinted as if trying to figure the device out.

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Nick: “Oh, boy is it cold out here. Where am I?”

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Finally, she was sure that the punch was enough to drive the crazed digital rabbit back a few blocks. What she didn’t expect was him rebounding back with even more vigor and enthusiasm than before. His grin wide and almost unforgiving as the previous! Vempyremon shrieked and rose a gem-embedded wing to protect herself with.

It didn’t stop the Cherubimon from raising her fist into the air like some sort of triumphant pose! This was humiliating. Her body only slumped further to the ground while the rabbit remained holding her for the time being.

WHO was he talking to? This crowd made up primarily of mentally scarred and physically beaten monsters?

Vempyremon’s ruby irises rolled to glare at the purple beast. He couldn’t be serious. “You must be awfully delirious. This crowd is nothing. I’ve seen larger settings at a Pagumon pit fight.” She scoffed at him while her tail wagged in frustration across this makeshift stage.

“If you want a crowd to a c t in front of, they have to look not so…dead. Y’understand me? You want to let me go now, hotshot?”

He only nodded along a little blankly, the massive rabbit was seeming of a one-track mind, for the most part, it took a while before his ears bounced lazily at the word ‘delerious’, those eyes turning to a glare of his own in response to the Vampire like Digimon in his grip 

“delirious? No, no, no. You seem to be the delirious one. You won the audition fair and square- Like I said before, they where... Accidents... A thump too hard for example” he added ominously

“It started all peachy- So grand! They thought some kind of travelling circus was in town, they weren’t half wrong, I did a few tricks, a little wonder... Then I started asking for audience participation because it was an Auditon! Not an a c t~” 

His eyes rolled along her, those glowing amber eyes looking for something “But, you won, congrats!” He added tossing the bat over his shoulder a wide arm hugging to her frame.

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Nick slips and lands on the cold hard floor, he points a silver tool at the amber eyes but his only result is static

“Who are you? What are you!?”

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The creature grinned at the response "Me? Little old harmless me?" those eyes visibly shifted one lidding some as if to express confusion and shock! He leaned forward! His whole front bending with a shadow rolling over the human

"Parade, a digimon~ that's not terribly specific but..."

It took a moment to notice but the beast had rested an arm across its chest, the creature was bowing as it spoke, it's ears hung down some a little out of your reach

"Are all humans as rude as you? Or will you give me a name? Common courtesy is a thing where you come from.. Right?"

He asked a tone of annoyance hung in his voice, a long pointed finger thruming into his other arm remaining silent aside from the trees he was leaning on buckling in distress.

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Nick: “Oh, boy is it cold out here. Where am I?”

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The moment both feet touched the ground, her body froze up. It absolutely would not budge! Like  a deer in headlights staring out into the vast darkness of its impending doom. But wait…

There was not much of a crowd for her to be frightened of. The two the Cherubimon had set up seemed more or less out of it, if not dead. Vempyremon responded with a blink of disbelief before proceeding to glance upwards at the Mega; her expression of fear turning to some lingering frustration. “…Uh-huh. Right.”

Oh, why not humor the psychopathic ‘mon a bit? In fact, the Cherubimon seemed to act somewhat similarly to her own relative who was, in fact, a magician of a different kind! If either of the two ever got licensed to be weirdos up on the big stage, then Yggdrasil take them. Take them far away.

“An introduction, huh? Well, okay –” Vempyremon clenched her fists. One raised up just below her jaw line before it tightened. “Welcome to…uh, ‘This Place’, I’m Vempyremon…and this,”

“IS MY FIST!”  With one single grunt, she threw out a punch towards the Cherubimon’s gut. That was, sadly, the only immediate place she could have reached from down here, but it was worth the effort. Maybe.

He watched her stand stiffly, the rabbit carelessly leaving himself wide open to the Vampire, his wide hand loomed to his brow gazing out over the crowd ahead of them, almost wincing at the first part of her introduction. Her stiff execution and bland announcement, the rabbit gave a wide yawn-

THUMP! His eyes lunged open from their lidded position, he visibly tumbled backwards from the impact, like she had whacked a balloon across the room, he came to a firm stop feet paws pressing down as if pulling air breaks.

He looked across the stage to Vempyremon with an odd light in his eyes, with a reach forward he suddenly lunged into her vision grin wide, arms reaching out raising her fist!

"My assistant everyone!" He declared bowing over the Digimon to the lack of a crowd "I love a bit of slap stick." He noted grinning down to her some.

"You're the first digimon to consider that miss Vempyremon! Most just dive off the stage and suffer... Accidents" he gestured to the piles of bricks and data spread from the base of his stage out toward the crowd like a digital splat.

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He blinked a little bit at the answer she gave, his eyes almost glowing in the evening light as he examined his new audition in silent thought he gave the occasional nod and grumble, almost like he was looking for something. Those eyes blinked a bit seeming to spring back into motion as they ran along her frame.

“Merci? Such good manners Assistant!” he chirped merrily, he knew French!? Did he know French? He seemed to ignore what he didn’t like “much more polite than the rest…” he mumbled almost hurtfully eyes scanning along his absent and ruined crowd.

“But since you have such good manners, my dear,, why don’t you introduce yourself for the audience?” he mused plopping her down by her feet facing away from him to the empty Digimon littered plaza, the only motion was the dripping of a Numemon or Sukamon from its seat as it had receded into a pile of mulch on the spot from his previous ‘rehearsal’ was he aware of what he was doing? Probably not…

“you do know the rules, right? This is an audition, its only fair you give them a hello before we begin, I’m only here on a visit, a travelling performer, but the road can be so lonely I find… Best to find a partner in the act.”

The moment both feet touched the ground, her body froze up. It absolutely would not budge! Like  a deer in headlights staring out into the vast darkness of its impending doom. But wait…

There was not much of a crowd for her to be frightened of. The two the Cherubimon had set up seemed more or less out of it, if not dead. Vempyremon responded with a blink of disbelief before proceeding to glance upwards at the Mega; her expression of fear turning to some lingering frustration. “…Uh-huh. Right.”

Oh, why not humor the psychopathic ‘mon a bit? In fact, the Cherubimon seemed to act somewhat similarly to her own relative who was, in fact, a magician of a different kind! If either of the two ever got licensed to be weirdos up on the big stage, then Yggdrasil take them. Take them far away.

“An introduction, huh? Well, okay –” Vempyremon clenched her fists. One raised up just below her jaw line before it tightened. “Welcome to…uh, ‘This Place’, I’m Vempyremon…and this,”

“IS MY FIST!”  With one single grunt, she threw out a punch towards the Cherubimon’s gut. That was, sadly, the only immediate place she could have reached from down here, but it was worth the effort. Maybe.

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A gentle hum began, somber and toned with a deep voice not unlike when you go out to the woods today, it echoed across trees and past the lone human, from the depths of the trees two amber eyes spilled open from the darkness, glowing and shapely to the entire eye as they rose, tattered ears pushing from the trees as a head burst from the tree bed, a rabbit easily looming over the tree tops peering down to the person in question "You're certainly far from home if you're asking that question"

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Nick: “Oh, boy is it cold out here. Where am I?”

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My birthday? Well that's a secret! I'd love to find more magic tricks, I nurse my own wounds mostly... I'm a showman, that's an art right?

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A young child with black hair, walking, looking around “Boy, it’s dark here. Where am I?” The chilly wind starts to blow

Parade sheepishly peaked over a book, a starry colored front with that elegantly playful joint font 'Beginners Magic Tricks' he sat the book down gently "Well, you're 'here' in front of me? Maybe you just got to the Digital World... Watch out for the big bunnies and dinosaurs!"

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Once at a far enough distance, Vempyremon made a jump for safety. Wings sprawled, and legs kicking her body up off the ground.

Y A N K !

Something caught her in midair and threatened to reel her in like a damn fish stuck on a fishing line. “UGH.” Clearly displeased, the Virus grunted and felt both wings clasp tightly to her side as if this mimicry became reality. An invisible sort of lasso, it was, and an uncomfortable one at that. “What are you – STOP.”

There was not much she could have done in turn except struggle to avoid becoming this overgrown purple rabbit’s next victim in this strange magic trick. Vempyremon, clearly disgruntled and agitated by all this, let out a shrill screech. The closer she was forced towards the devious Cherubimon, the more her core pounded from fright. Just what exactly was he going to do to her? What DID he want to do to her?

“Okay, Okay! I get it. This is your territory. I’m sorry I invaded it!” Mercy.

He blinked a little bit at the answer she gave, his eyes almost glowing in the evening light as he examined his new audition in silent thought he gave the occasional nod and grumble, almost like he was looking for something. Those eyes blinked a bit seeming to spring back into motion as they ran along her frame.

"Merci? Such good manners Assistant!" he chirped merrily, he knew French!? Did he know French? He seemed to ignore what he didn't like "much more polite than the rest..." he mumbled almost hurtfully eyes scanning along his absent and ruined crowd.

"But since you have such good manners, my dear,, why don't you introduce yourself for the audience?" he mused plopping her down by her feet facing away from him to the empty Digimon littered plaza, the only motion was the dripping of a Numemon or Sukamon from its seat as it had receded into a pile of mulch on the spot from his previous 'rehearsal' was he aware of what he was doing? Probably not...

"you do know the rules, right? This is an audition, its only fair you give them a hello before we begin, I'm only here on a visit, a travelling performer, but the road can be so lonely I find... Best to find a partner in the act."

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Hum~ something sweet I suppose, a pink strawberry ice cream maybe?

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“I, however, don’t quite think I would be a very…compliant ‘assistant’. Unless kicking and punching is your sort of thing, you’d be safer keeping your distance from me.” Or, rather…vice versa. The boasting had just been in purely self-defense. If Parade was thinking just what she was thinking, then his idea was an absolute no-go!

Well, Vempyremon already gave her answer to the Cherubimon, and did not have much fear that he would go against her wishes.

Shoulders relaxed, she tucked both thumbs underneath her belt. Lacking pockets in her skirt, this was one of the few solutions to make up for that fact. “Besides…I’ve been involved in more parlor tricks that I’m really comfortable with. Don’t quite care what you do to those little Digimon there. You can do it without me, yeah?”

She took a step back, meaning to scoot further and further away from the scene without making it blatantly obvious. Of course, with a safe enough distance in between, it might have been safe enough to just make a run for it.

Parade snickered a little at the comment, his eyes not really noting her body language in the slightest; the big oaf wasn’t even listening to half the stuff she had been saying! A hand giving a casual hand wave as if trying to fan away her intentions and worries “oooh, I’m sure you’ll do fine! You’ve got experience by the sounds of it! All the better.”

Sadly the rabbit was an optimist and an opportunist, he leaned out some grabbing the air before him, the very space before him like something he was capable of leaning on! His hands reached out grabbing the air in front of him, his hands wrapping around it as if gripping a rope, with a yank the winds flared and pulled towards him.

Some sort of invisible binds had caught the Vempyremon with her thumbs in her belt! That was hardly a defensive stance, the Cherubimon miming wrapping the rope to his hand giving it a beckoning gesture, the massive rabbit tugging her off the ground almost like she was tied to the end of a string or yoyo!

He leaned back some in an attempt to draw her in quicker, his figure almost rolling backwards carelessly with her still attached.

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Parade blinked a bit at the question, dropping the hammer to the floor, it was clear he was the one who lobbed the poor toy because his arms were still hung out over the edge of the stage

“Renovations?! Heavens no, this is an audition!” The Cherubimon insisted his thick hand gesturing to the poorly scrawled sign hung over the stage. He finished his speech by tapping a block of a toy Agumon off the side of the stage “toy town is quite open today.”

He tried to reassure the Vampiric Digimon patting the air in front of himself in a ‘hold up’ motion with both his hands pressed into the air as if attempting to push it back “I am a performer! But I felt I might need an assistant… These ones won’t do, they’re… Well, frankly speaking, they’re very broken, I don’t suppose you would be willing to give it a try?”

The rabbit asked he had never seen such a Digimon before… Such an interesting creature, his eyes running along her figure before giving his head a rattle, he hopped back some both his hands swinging to space beside him invitingly, his hop wasn’t hop like at all more a slightly violent bob as his feet never seemed to touch the floor.

Vempyremon looked about the makeshift stage. Highly confused, but wasn’t about to question the antics of a Mega level Digimon. She had no real power to stop with whatever nonsense it was that he was doing. She merely responded with a shake of the head and a subtle eye roll in his direction. “Whatever pleases you.”

“I, however, don’t quite think I would be a very…compliant ‘assistant’. Unless kicking and punching is your sort of thing, you’d be safer keeping your distance from me.” Or, rather…vice versa. The boasting had just been in purely self-defense. If Parade was thinking just what she was thinking, then his idea was an absolute no-go!

Well, Vempyremon already gave her answer to the Cherubimon, and did not have much fear that he would go against her wishes. 

Shoulders relaxed, she tucked both thumbs underneath her belt. Lacking pockets in her skirt, this was one of the few solutions to make up for that fact. “Besides…I’ve been involved in more parlor tricks that I’m really comfortable with. Don’t quite care what you do to those little Digimon there. You can do it without me, yeah?”

She took a step back, meaning to scoot further and further away from the scene without making it blatantly obvious. Of course, with a safe enough distance in between, it might have been safe enough to just make a run for it.

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There had been so much talk about Toy Town. Vempyremon never really thought it to be an ideal place for her to ever really visit. As fun as it seemed, curiosity took over. She had no choice but to see what the commotion was about. Toys, lots of toys; that’s what she had assumed. Colorful blocks of nonsense, happiness and absurdities.

Although, there was a time when she tagged alongside a tiny Dorumon to check the place out! Boy, did that trip turn out to be an eventful one. It was not pleasant, nor was it really unpleasant.

Still, it was best to give the place another shot. This time…alone.

Approaching the gates of Toy Town, Vempyremon could not help but feel as if something was wrong. Perhaps, it was the uncomfortable presence left from the last time she had visited.

Stepping through, it was empty. Eerily empty. The only thing that might have caught her eye was the flying ToyAgumon’s head that sailed through the sky by an unknown force. Staring, mouth nearly agape, the Virus couldn’t help but mouth the words “What the…” to herself. This was…new.

Traveling further through town, something much larger grabbed her attention. Much larger, and purple.

Just what exactly was going on here? Some sort of stage, a Gekomon with legos crammed into its mouth, and whatever the heck that yellow thing was near the chairs.

“I’m…” Vempyremon stuttered. “I-I take it Toy Town is under some kind of renovations today, then.”

Parade blinked a bit at the question, dropping the hammer to the floor, it was clear he was the one who lobbed the poor toy because his arms were still hung out over the edge of the stage

"Renovations?! Heavens no, this is an audition!" The Cherubimon insisted his thick hand gesturing to the poorly scrawled sign hung over the stage. He finished his speech by tapping a block of a toy Agumon off the side of the stage "toy town is quite open today."

He tried to reassure the Vampiric Digimon patting the air in front of himself in a 'hold up' motion with both his hands pressed into the air as if attempting to push it back "I am a performer! But I felt I might need an assistant... These ones won't do, they're... Well, frankly speaking, they're very broken, I don't suppose you would be willing to give it a try?"

The rabbit asked he had never seen such a Digimon before... Such an interesting creature, his eyes running along her figure before giving his head a rattle, he hopped back some both his hands swinging to space beside him invitingly, his hop wasn’t hop like at all more a slightly violent bob as his feet never seemed to touch the floor.

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Parade gently tipped the cup he picked, then the next one, the one after that also... Not a ping pong ball in sight, even Parade seemed a little preplexed by this aspect, eying the inside of the cups to try and spot it before he clicked his fingers! He reached up to the large War Greymon he picked something out of his shoulder plate producing the small purple ball "pardon me sir, you had a chip on your shoulder I think..." he jokingly remarked patting off his own shoulder for emphisis

"So tell me, am I already a enemy of Yuggdrasil because I'm not one of those pink Cherubimon? And no I won't say my name for an appointment" Parade directed towards whoever was avalible, be it some measly pawn chessmon or a full blown Royal Knight mistook for a lowly receptionist... How might he do that!? The murky purple bunny didn't seem quite all there in the head, but his tone was oddly polite, he even took the time to fix his frills and tail coat tail while waiting for a response.

“…”

-as usual, ChaosWargreymon wouldn’t be the one telling a word. Fortunately, he wasn’t alone-

“W-What? W-Why would you think that, sir? I-I mean, at least in Drasil we d-don’t judge by the look. At least not the R-Royal Knights…”

-Flamy calmed himself and rubbed the gauntlet against his own chin, being careful to don’t hurt himself with the claws-

“I-In fact was the Celestial Ones who betrayed Yggdrasil. S-So… is that what do you wanted to ask us, sir, or d-do you have more doubts?”

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Parade straightened himself up some, the start of a handle resting in his wide narrow fingered hands, leading up into the base of a revolver casing, the hammer itself was hilariously small for the slightly above average mega levels size as he leaned himself down to line the mallet up with a Lego structure, one that still bounced and wriggled, painted on eyes darting about showing fearful expressions. “Now, Now stay still, it’s just part of the act.” He tried to explain to the trembling head, it was having none of it, why? Because it could see a pile of toy Digimon scattered across the plaza from the makeshift stage the Cherubimon Vice had went out of his way to build, a Gekomon lay on its back Lego blocks bulging out of its maw, Hagurumon twirling on their axis dragging against the ground, a Sukamon had been melted right off the seat it sat upon. The Toy Town plaza was deserted aside from those who dared to look; Parade did his final checks raising a wide arm to his forehead to peer out past the plaza to blocky buildings, plush statues before he rested the hammer to the ground like a golf club. His hands wrapped to it firmly as he let his arms swing back some before pummelling the poor head in a firm punt it launching over the plaza and right against a far wall.