Zero scratched his chin, looking curiously at some of the... sharper objects on display at one booth. He then frowned, upon realizing how empty his pockets were. Running around the sewers for weeks didn't make one money, and he hadn't had the chance to earn any since. He was so used to the Maverick Hunters taking care of financial things.
Nothing worthwhile to trade...
...
Nor did he have any beads.
...
He looked down at Ryuudamon, who opened his mouth, and abruptly stopped as Zero raised a hand.
"NO." Zero stated firmly. "I keep telling you, it's not happening."
"A bit of trouble there, sir?" A man's voice came from the other end of the booth Zero was at, coming from Giro of all people. Who just happened to have a good amount of beads around his neck.
...
Not that Giro was going to pay for Zero. That's bad business.
Zero frowned. At the very least, he could tell by just looking at anyone at this festival how much they'd made fools of themselves. Apparently, this one was well versed in just that.
"Nah, just trying to figure out what I'm even doing here without any cash," he muttered.
Ryuudamon piped up, waving around some of his own beads. "Hey, would this help?"
Zero blinked, took a look at the item he had been observing, and then shook his head. "Ah... no, I think that one's too pricey, even still."
Ryuudamon sighed, placing the beads back around his neck. "Oh... then I'll just have to get more-!"
Zero slapped a hand on the dragon's head, to prevent him from running off to dance again somewhere. "No, really, that's quite all right, between X, Veemon, Axl, and Patamon, we've got enough of us lookin' like fools as it is."
Ryuudamon practically pouted. Groaning, Zero slapped his head.
[NEEMON'S ONE STOP ROBOT SHOP]onlysaneguyMarch 17 2008, 23:20:53 UTC
A little beat up booth, which seemed very much out of place among the stands of more... Fruitful businesses in the digital world, was being manned by a very enthusiastic Neemon, who happened to be wearing a hat and a face mustache.
No, no one is really sure where he got them and do you really want to ask? The digimon was busy adjusting one of the poorly drawn pictures of... Well, it could be Bumblebee of the Autobots, since it looks like a yellow robot-y blob. he also moved to adjust his sign which reads, in big bold print;
NEEMON'S ONE STOP ROBOT SHOP and Hot hot teenaged upskirt shots~ RENT OR OWN, INQUIRE WITHIN.
Neemon leaned over the 'counter' of his booth, his hat dropping over his eyes.
"Well... Waddya interested in? I got robots and a girl that's 'god'," lookit! Airquotes. "and a skinny japanese boy, and you strike me as a 'mon of..." Neemon leaned closer to Chuumon.
Impmon, Ai, and Makoto were loaded down with beads, due to the fact that the two kids didn't really care abot embarassing themselves with the dance and Impmon was easily manipulated into doing things like that by them.
"My, you make such a sweet little babysitter, don't you" Renamon commented upon appearing near Impmon and the kids. She was just teasing him, really. She knew how he was with Ai and Mako, and all in all, she really was happy that he'd become so fond of the children again.
Magically Delicious!scrapperzenMarch 17 2008, 23:45:16 UTC
When Kat got it in her mind to do something, she certainly didn't do it half-assed. The stand that she'd prepared was positively bursting with both colorful decorations and display cases with the wares that she and Harry had prepared. She'd put the baked goods at the front of the kiosk, for everyone to see. There were cookies of all sorts, muffins, cupcakes, chocolate-chip cookie and marshmallow cream sandwiches, and even some fortune cookies
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Re: Magically Delicious!scrapperzenMarch 18 2008, 04:10:22 UTC
Kat grinned warmly at Wizardmon and Sorcermon as they approached. She suspected that she'd be seeing them again, and she'd baked a special batch of cookies just for each of them. "Well, well, if it isn't my favorite pair of devious spell-slingers," she said, smiling brightly. "Shall I assume that your tastes in cookies haven't changed? You can handle all the sugary delights that you're willing to pay for, and maybe I'll throw in a little something for free."
She grinned coyly at the pair, well used to keeping up with banter of all sorts.
Matt should have been setting up a stand for the Silver Dragon. He should have been helping Hay Lin, Caleb, the Prinny Squad, and Shiuchon and Olette. He should have been listening to Shagon telling him this every five minutes. But the minute he'd seen a Licht Sieger at a booth, all sense of responsibility abandoned him, and he ran for it with a string of beads. Lightsabers waited for no one.
"You're not even going as a Jedi," Shagon reminded him. "Han Solo carries a blaster."
"Yeah, but Caleb's already got a badass sword, and I've got nothing," Matt answered. He picked one up and turned it on, grinning like an idiot at the pale blue laser blade. "Okay, now I'm set."
The second Matt turned around, he would find himself staring at a goggle-wearing Guardian with her arms crossed, eyes slightly narrowed and a mock-look of irritation on her face; Hawkmon responded first with a deep sigh before Hay Lin actually spoke.
"And, just what are you doing over here wasting perfectly good beads?" Hay Lin's irritated look faded to reveal an almost too innocent-looking smile. Hence the reason for Hawkmon sighing moments ago.
"Prinny Squad ho!" proclaimed Kadaj as he lead a pile of Prinnies towards the booth, carrying various foodstuffs all boxed up. "Prinny Squad Leader Kadaj reporting for Duty dood," saluted Kadaj.
"ORLY?! Construction Site Team, reporting for duty," saluted Loz, behind an army of Moonkin in assorted colors of grey, red and tan. "We're here to build the stand!"
"Cooking team, at ease!" proclaimed Yazoo, his army of Altemeres all in the shape of Calebs, but wearing chef hats. They were carrying various portable cooking utensils and heating impliments.
"And Caleb, back from the Dead Zone," grinned Caleb, his arms loaded with beads. There was barely a space left on him not covered with them. "Lookie what I got! Jack's been dancing his butt off for rum beads so he gave me half of his! We've got CURRENCY people!" At this, he let out a maniacal cackle. "So, what'd I miss?" inquired Caleb.
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Zero scratched his chin, looking curiously at some of the... sharper objects on display at one booth. He then frowned, upon realizing how empty his pockets were. Running around the sewers for weeks didn't make one money, and he hadn't had the chance to earn any since. He was so used to the Maverick Hunters taking care of financial things.
Nothing worthwhile to trade...
...
Nor did he have any beads.
...
He looked down at Ryuudamon, who opened his mouth, and abruptly stopped as Zero raised a hand.
"NO." Zero stated firmly. "I keep telling you, it's not happening."
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Not that Giro was going to pay for Zero. That's bad business.
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"Nah, just trying to figure out what I'm even doing here without any cash," he muttered.
Ryuudamon piped up, waving around some of his own beads. "Hey, would this help?"
Zero blinked, took a look at the item he had been observing, and then shook his head. "Ah... no, I think that one's too pricey, even still."
Ryuudamon sighed, placing the beads back around his neck. "Oh... then I'll just have to get more-!"
Zero slapped a hand on the dragon's head, to prevent him from running off to dance again somewhere. "No, really, that's quite all right, between X, Veemon, Axl, and Patamon, we've got enough of us lookin' like fools as it is."
Ryuudamon practically pouted. Groaning, Zero slapped his head.
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"Well, nothing wrong with a little window shopping every now and then, no?" he mused, his grin returning to his face.
And Giro tried, very hard and failed to stifle a laugh at Ryuudamon and Zero stopping the digimon.
"If the child wants to have fun let him, that is the purpose of this entire event."
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No, no one is really sure where he got them and do you really want to ask? The digimon was busy adjusting one of the poorly drawn pictures of... Well, it could be Bumblebee of the Autobots, since it looks like a yellow robot-y blob. he also moved to adjust his sign which reads, in big bold print;
NEEMON'S ONE STOP ROBOT SHOP and Hot hot teenaged upskirt shots~ RENT OR OWN, INQUIRE WITHIN.
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He popped up, seemingly out of nowhere, wearing a trenchcoat and shades.
"Yes. Well. Uhm. Can I buy whatever you've got? I don't care what, really."
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"Well... Waddya interested in? I got robots and a girl that's 'god'," lookit! Airquotes. "and a skinny japanese boy, and you strike me as a 'mon of..." Neemon leaned closer to Chuumon.
"Very selective tastes."
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"Pictures of the girl. Please."
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"Alright, whaddaya kids wanna do wit dese?"
"Get ice cream!"
"Sure ting."
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( Yay for temporary Renamon icon? x3;; )
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Was Impmon blushing?
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... What was that she saw? Probably nothing important.
"Are you and the kids enjoying the festival, Impmon?"
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Enter Wizardmon and Sorcermon, who were eying the cookies and other baked goods with eagerness.
"Might we be able to purchase and handle your confections?"
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She grinned coyly at the pair, well used to keeping up with banter of all sorts.
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Sorcermon grunted. "Yeah, what with the boss in town..."
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"You're not even going as a Jedi," Shagon reminded him. "Han Solo carries a blaster."
"Yeah, but Caleb's already got a badass sword, and I've got nothing," Matt answered. He picked one up and turned it on, grinning like an idiot at the pale blue laser blade. "Okay, now I'm set."
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The second Matt turned around, he would find himself staring at a goggle-wearing Guardian with her arms crossed, eyes slightly narrowed and a mock-look of irritation on her face; Hawkmon responded first with a deep sigh before Hay Lin actually spoke.
"And, just what are you doing over here wasting perfectly good beads?" Hay Lin's irritated look faded to reveal an almost too innocent-looking smile. Hence the reason for Hawkmon sighing moments ago.
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"ORLY?! Construction Site Team, reporting for duty," saluted Loz, behind an army of Moonkin in assorted colors of grey, red and tan. "We're here to build the stand!"
"Cooking team, at ease!" proclaimed Yazoo, his army of Altemeres all in the shape of Calebs, but wearing chef hats. They were carrying various portable cooking utensils and heating impliments.
"And Caleb, back from the Dead Zone," grinned Caleb, his arms loaded with beads. There was barely a space left on him not covered with them. "Lookie what I got! Jack's been dancing his butt off for rum beads so he gave me half of his! We've got CURRENCY people!" At this, he let out a maniacal cackle. "So, what'd I miss?" inquired Caleb.
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"That's Licht Sieger." Hawkmon corrected. The Guardian blinked in confusion at her partner once hearing the term.
"Really? It's always been lightsaber to me. Maybe it's different in the Digital World?"
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