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|Date of Scene=2016/01/05
|Location=Planetary Plains
|Synopsis=Glitchy digital ruins, a gift of meat plants.
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|Cast of Characters=782, 930
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a small piece of the Planetary Plains, unusual for the odd ruins that occupy the land. The pieces are strewn across five acres of land and could have been the remains of some manner of temple. The locals stay away from them, citing spooky sounds and visions around the place. The ruins are marked with glyphs that would be recognizable to Digimon and those who know the digital creatures well, with murals depicting ancient events within the Digital World it came from. The place is overgrown with low bushes bearing what appears to be cooked bacon, and a few gnarled-looking trees bearing bone-in ham.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden indeed heard about this place from Golden, and decided he wanted to take a look, since he had to travel a fair bit, he decided it was better, and just smarter to switch to four paw traction, and use his Garurumon form, at least until he arrived to the ruins!. When he gets close, he can't help but notice the scent of meat, and turn his attention towards the bacon bushes, staring at them for several moments, muzzle open, tongue hanging out, looking like a dog staring at a piece of food. Which for most practical purposes was the situation.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The ruins glitch from time to time; the faint screech of a modem just out of hearing, a flash of heat on the skin, brief appearances of other parts of the ruins in the distance. Claw marks are clearly seen on the stone making up the ruins. The murals depict mostly flying digimon; dramons and angemons battling things like devimons and stranger things. In the central dias area, there is a circular image of a great tree with many branches, with clouds and blue sky surrounding it. Against one wall is a large javelin stuck halfway in.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alden can probably smell the campfire deeper in the ruins, and the smell of cooking meat as well. This leads the wolf-like digimon to where Golden has set up camp. There's a battered old radio quietly rattling off news from the Multiverse, a collection of small bonsai-styled trees, and other stockpiled things. Golden is here cooking slices of ham.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden follows his nose, doing his best to track the scent of the campfire, even as he perks his ears and admires the random murals, recognizing several of the depicted creatures. At one poitn or another he sits to admire one, and itches his left ear, before moving closer. He quickly recognizes golden, and decides to approach, crawling on teh ground silently, until he is just a few feet near the cooking digimon, "Golden!" he barks loudly. Smart move, startle a digimon that might be able to slap you all the way back out of the ruins.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Eh?" Golden takes the ham off the fire so it won't burn, then peers at the Garurumon in front of him. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hey... " He squints, looking at the Garurumon for a long moment. "... Is that you, Alden?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden waits expectantly to see if Golden can recognize him, crouching on the ground, rump slightly raised, adn that thin tail of his waving slowly behind him. He smiles widely as he finally hears the answer, "Yep, it's me!" he yips, and moves forward to offer the round digimon a friendly brush with his muzzle, "Finally decided to check this place." he explains.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Golden ahhs. "Yeah, this is the remains of a Digimon nursery. There was a kid from another Digital World who said they call them Primary Villages, but ours were more like fortress monastaries." He explains, glancing around at the ruins and the memories they contained. There's a brief flicker in the MetalMamemon's form; like the resolution changing suddenly on a picture, coinciding with a modem squeal from somewhere else in the ruined nursury.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"It's a piece of home that was blown through the warp gates."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden blinks as he sees the glitch, and moves to gently nuzzle the otehr digimon, "Are you ok?" he asks, a bit concerned. He settles down, and after a moment, he loses his form, devolving back to Gabumon in a burst of voxels flying around. "Primary village..." he says softly, and glancing at the plants nearby, "So this is what is left over of another version fo the digital world?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Golden didn't even notice the glitch that affected him, is brought back to reality by the gentle nuzzle. "Huh? Oh, the whole place is as glitched as I am." He pats the Gabumon's shoulder. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Yeah, this was a part of mine. I woke up here after the battle. There's a bunch of Digital Worlds, I think. At least from the radio stuff I've heard. Hey, I know they're not really from your world, but did you want some meat plants?" Golden says, pointing at a level below where Golden has restored a bit of a garden bed. There are tall stalks of steak-bearing plants and large leafy plants climbing some stakes with riblets growing from them.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden nods, "It seems a lot of the digital worlds are really messed up... there is this thing... trying to destroy mine, I almost get destroyed too, but my tamer saved me." he says, leaning into the pat. "I'd like to see one of those sometime, I mean another digital world." he begins, before his mind is drawn to the odd plants. "Really?" he asks, smiling, "I'd like to have one or two, I am sure Ainsley might find them neat."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:782|Golden (782)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Golden ehs. "I'd like to see another digital world too. But until then, this multiverse is what we got, so. Might as well make ourselves at home." He's examining some of the plants as he talks. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hey, pass me those three pots over there, please?" The little guy points to a few wooden pots with soil already in them. Golden gets to work carefully digging up some of the smaller plants for Alden to take home.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:930|Alden (930)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>Alden smiles and nods, quickly helping the small digimon replant those things, "I'll take good care of them." he says happily<br> <br>


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