-006- action;
Apr. 18th, 2011 08:00 pm[For being the lone Digimon wandering around Paradisa, he really has to make his own fun when Ken's not around. At the moment, Wormmon is outside, using his silk thread attack to swing leisurely from tree to tree. It's basically a game of 'don't touch the ground', so when the silk snaps, he will flail through the air until he can get another thread going.
When he lands on branches, leaves fall from the trees, sprinkling the ground. For anyone wandering around outside, they may get a sudden leaf shower as Wormmon sails overhead.
Sorry about that! :)c ]
When he lands on branches, leaves fall from the trees, sprinkling the ground. For anyone wandering around outside, they may get a sudden leaf shower as Wormmon sails overhead.
Sorry about that! :)c ]
[The journal falls open to silence, interspersed with a few shuffling noises.] Wormmon, are we forgetting anything?
Hrmmm... [Pauses as he pokes around.] I can't think of anything... want to run down the list again?
Uhh… [There's a list on the desk. it is long…] Clothes for a few days, towels, soap, flashlights and flares - did we bring some for you too?
Uh huh, got them right here. [A small click as he picks one up in his claws, then sets it back down.]
Good! And food - gonna need a lot of it for you, right?
As much as you can carry.
Enough for a few days… Maybe three? […!] Ah, that's right! You're probably gonna need a pendant too.
A pendant?
Yeah. It'll let our electronics work and… hopefully, you'll be able to digivolve out there.
Ohh, then definitely remember one for me. Sounds important.
Right. [Annnnd now directed at the journal…] Ah, it was already… [Sigh. he wishes it wouldn't do that.] Does anyone have an extra pendant that they'd be willing to let us borrow for a few days? I promise we'll bring it right back.
We definitely won't lose it!
[[ooc: Black = Ken, Green = Wormmon. Replies will probably come from both of us, so don't worry about an order.]]
Hrmmm... [Pauses as he pokes around.] I can't think of anything... want to run down the list again?
Uhh… [There's a list on the desk. it is long…] Clothes for a few days, towels, soap, flashlights and flares - did we bring some for you too?
Uh huh, got them right here. [A small click as he picks one up in his claws, then sets it back down.]
Good! And food - gonna need a lot of it for you, right?
As much as you can carry.
Enough for a few days… Maybe three? […!] Ah, that's right! You're probably gonna need a pendant too.
A pendant?
Yeah. It'll let our electronics work and… hopefully, you'll be able to digivolve out there.
Ohh, then definitely remember one for me. Sounds important.
Right. [Annnnd now directed at the journal…] Ah, it was already… [Sigh. he wishes it wouldn't do that.] Does anyone have an extra pendant that they'd be willing to let us borrow for a few days? I promise we'll bring it right back.
We definitely won't lose it!
[[ooc: Black = Ken, Green = Wormmon. Replies will probably come from both of us, so don't worry about an order.]]
[The page is covered in squiggles and rather poor attempts at letters and such. Some are also Japanese characters, considering Ken is Japanese and really, Wormmon is trying to copy any text he can.
But it's hard to write when you don't have fingers or thumbs, and have to hold a pencil between claws. The letters are slanted and weird, as the pencil keeps slipping from Wormmon's grip.
Regardless, he's humming away happily. Even if his penmanship is abysmal. He seriously needs some practice.]
But it's hard to write when you don't have fingers or thumbs, and have to hold a pencil between claws. The letters are slanted and weird, as the pencil keeps slipping from Wormmon's grip.
Regardless, he's humming away happily. Even if his penmanship is abysmal. He seriously needs some practice.]
[It's dinner time right about now, which means a rather hungry little Digimon has made his way to the kitchen for some food. Unfortunately, the counter top is kind of high for him, and at the moment he is hopping uselessly as he attempts to get to higher ground.
Why are kitchens not designed for tiny insect creatures with claws instead of fingers? This is so unfair.
Eventually, he might find a chair to hop on, and thankfully he does have his silk thread technique to get the cabinets open. If anyone wants to help him though, please... please do. And don't worry, your kitchen does not have a pest problem.
So basically? Open as open can be, bother away.]
Why are kitchens not designed for tiny insect creatures with claws instead of fingers? This is so unfair.
Eventually, he might find a chair to hop on, and thankfully he does have his silk thread technique to get the cabinets open. If anyone wants to help him though, please... please do. And don't worry, your kitchen does not have a pest problem.
So basically? Open as open can be, bother away.]
-001- Dictated
Jan. 12th, 2011 10:51 pm[The journal picks up a tiny 'hrrrm' sound and a soft clicking noise as Wormmon shuffles his away along the hallway floor. He's managed to escape his room, with a bit of creativity, and is now roaming the halls, carrying his journal with a slight bit of difficulty.]
Ken? Ken, where are you?
[He huffs softly, and places the book on the ground to take a break.] Ohh, where is he? Can't you tell me, Mr. Book? You were talking earlier. [A long pause of silence, and then Wormmon hefts the book back up.] I guess that's a no.
You’re rather heavy, you know that Mr. Book? Maybe you should lose some weight.
Ken? Ken, where are you?
[He huffs softly, and places the book on the ground to take a break.] Ohh, where is he? Can't you tell me, Mr. Book? You were talking earlier. [A long pause of silence, and then Wormmon hefts the book back up.] I guess that's a no.
You’re rather heavy, you know that Mr. Book? Maybe you should lose some weight.