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I wrote a digimon series back in the day. I’m here to rewrite it in canon with Data Squad. When I wrote this, I made the cast very young but it doesn’t make sense as getting a government job definitely is an adult thing. The cast will be adults and have varying ages. This takes place in America and years into the future where Digimon are starting to become a mass issue again.
Neptuna is new to town who can’t seem to get along with her peers. One day she encounters fugitive BlackKudamon who escaped the Digimon War. DATS’ youngest member, Jacob is assigned to capture her. Before he could, a rabid Guilmon attacks them both. BlackKudamon protects her and Jacob isn’t able to evolve Koromon to help out. Right as he is calling his team, BlackKudamon evolves from the strong gratitude from Neptuna.
Neptuna is arrested by DATS’ Robert and Thistle. They also scold Jacob on not calling sooner at the dangerous scene. BlackKudamon escapes again, leaving Jacob feeling angry at how weak he is. Koromon gives his wisdom and calms Jacob.
While at DATS, Commander Mackenzie and Felix assess the situation and order that Neptuna be used as bait for BlackKudamon then have their minds wiped. Neptuna and BlackKudamon resist which makes the Commanders reconsider their decision. They decide to allow her to join DATS alongside Jacob and the others.
I have a brief characterization of everyone I wrote a few years back.
- Neptuna Foreman is shy, quiet girl who is cowardly. She has a fear of fighting and stressful, situations. She’s insecure in her abilities. Her best trait would be her huge empathy for others. She is perceptive of others’ feelings and sensitive to strong emotions.
- Jacob Jennings is is a very serious and quiet guy. He may come off as overly cocky but he wants to achieve greater than his seniors. He has a fear of failing. He doesn’t want to disappoint. He has an inferiority complex and doesn’t want to feel smaller than others. He is conscious of his height.
- Thistle Briggs is a happy-go-lucky girl. She tries to please everyone around her. She is very positive and tries to cheer up her team. She loves cooking and sewing despite her being super clumsy and airheaded. She is oblivious also and doesn’t notice subtle hints. She is overly affectionate and very overbearing.
- Robert Potter is a know-it-all nerd. He is informed about everything and makes sure everyone knows it. He just wants to keep everyone safe and alive. He has trouble with trusting his coworkers. He is pretty scared of Digimon and animals despite working with them for awhile.
- Demi Flores is a sassy, reserved type of girl. She won’t accept insults or bullying. She can be very pushy with her friends and honest to a fault with them also. She doesn’t notice the harm it does to them until they tell her upfront. She can be oblivious to how popular she actually is and to others’ affections.
- Mona Lisa Clark was abused as a child and lost all emotions because of it. She doesn’t understand happiness or sadness. She feels obligated to the point of care towards Eric. She imitates an older sister figure for Eric and they end up having a brother-sister dynamic.
- Eric Dennis is a very intimidating guy. His resting face is scary to some but really he is aloof. He doesn’t care about anything. He usually gets irritated with Lisa’s antics and with her imitations. They argue like real siblings sometimes.
I have “binged” (does taking 3 months count?) the entirety of Digimon (minus Tri which I’m currently working on. And I officially salute every Lone Wolf/Rival and their dedication to making sure their assigned Goggle-head isn’t dead at the finale. Bonus: Dorulomon is also tired of keeping an eye on Shoutmon, but it’s better than the alternative.
Terror Fist Nyala !
Executing SBB Tigris Soul Blast! Gonna do Azurai soon!
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Excerpt from the Intergalactic: Unrest on the Frontier
In an interview with the Intergalactic, David Randal (photographed above in his Exo-Multiplatform Unit, or EMU) expressed the viewpoints common amongst spacers in these trying times. “It’s hard work, work that can kill or maim with even the greatest in safety tech. And out here, on the frontier? We’re undersupplied, practically forgotten about. Now rumors of war, whispers of aggressive aliens? The Company has practically abandoned us to the Deep Black.”
Tensions continue to mount as protests Galaxywide have spread to nearly five hundred systems now. We reached out to Haven-Uros-Iln Industries for commentary, and respectfully received none.
R E D D A W N
The Red Phantom carried a cannon on his hip that spoke like a storm
Wherever he went black clouds followed, disaster and death
And today, a saccharine specter rides
In my town, at noon, with no clouds in sight
All we hear is thunder
Water still as glass
Snow cloaks the landscape into solemn silence, quiet
The Woman in Black cradles her dying daughter, a fragile thing broken and battered, red against white, tiny hand half into still water
Heartbeat slows, beat by beat by beat, freezing into place like the trees and mountains in glacier grasp
No cries, no last words
Only fear in rapidly darkening eyes
Black blood beneath cracked boots, worn as canyons carved by master erosion
Churn, crack, split, burn
Machines churn, lumbering titans of iron and steel, fire down their flanks
Men on knees, praying to God in Heaven and God in Oil
Far away watches the Red Phantom, dark tears down a gaunt face
He rides on and down, and feeds his Cannon with blood
The Red Phantom stood, and around him lightning flashed, rain like a new deluge
Cannon pointed, hungry metal ravenous
The Woman in Black smiled her last smile, and blood mixed with western waters down her body in final baptism
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crucified, sacrificed to cruel winds that howled and scratched and stole, never giving, always taking
Men from bygone era hung in the shadow of the canyon, ropes that held by nature of the spite of the Law
Sun the color of justice, bright as molten metal, threw hot lines down broken crags, harsh stones
The Man in Red stalked the land, made from Man into God, and God into Legend
Last of his kind
Angry to the Finality
And again - that eyebrow!
TGIF!
Marching straight gay into the weekend.