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Name: Derek P. Kaine
Age: 19
Description: Derek stands at 6'4", with short--and I mean short--caramel-colored hair that is most often hidden under a black baseball cap emblazoned with the Digital Hazard symbol in dark red. Black-rimmed goggles with dark lenses are strapped to the hat, in case he needs them. His eyes are an intense blue, though very few have seen them; he always wears a pair of sunglasses--even at night. His outfit is plain, consisting of a black t-shirt and jeans. He's a fairly muscular young man, with faint scars lacing up his arms and neck. It's rare to see him with a smile on his face; his expression is almost always set in a stern frown. His partner, Kudamon, loves to tell everyone that he's the only one who's ever even seen Derek lose his cool; it is akin to a unicorn sighting in the human world, the excitable rookie claims.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he rarely loses his head to anger or grief (or happiness, for that matter; yeesh). He has always been business-minded, and would sacrifice his own brother--if he had one--for the greater good. He speaks little, and when he does, it's not for very long. Derek doesn't waste his, or anyone else's, time with idle chatter. The only sign that he's happy would be when the corners of his mouth twitch upwards for a mere moment. You'd have to be looking for it to even notice! (Don't worry, Kudamon's got that covered too)
Digivice: A black D-Arc digivice with white buttons and trim.
Partner: Kudamon
Puttimon > Kudamon > Reppamon > Chirinmon
Biomerge: Kentaurosmon
Cards:
- Digivolution
- Matrix Digivolution
- Hypersonic
- Hyperwing
- Stamina
- Endurance
- Power
- Thor's Hammer
- Rock Armor
- Agumon's Frozen Wind
Equipment:
- Extendable rod to defend himself when Kudamon is incapacitated or otherwise occupied; it is in a compartment strapped to his left upper arm
- D-Arc Digivice
- Satchel with bandages, bottled water, and survival rations
History: Derek spent most of his childhood alone, though whether this was his own choice or by some fault of his parents he's never told. Not even Kudamon knows who his parents are. As he was walking home from his first day of sophomore year in high school, he disregarded the clouds forming in the sky and the escalating wind; He was almost home, anyway. A strong gust of wind nearly decked him and he stopped walking, using his arms to sheild his face from the wind. His eyes widened slightly in surprise as the screen of his phone began to go wild, a bright light shining from it as its shape changed to that of a D-Arc digivice. He held it away from his face just as a Puttimon appeared; the first thing he noted was that the strange weather cleared right up. "...Whatever you are, you're lucky I was wearing sunglasses. I could have gone blind," he said to the winged blob cooly, taking off the sunglasses and crouching next to the excitable thing. It explained that it was a Digimon, and that it was now Derek's partner. After a moment to process this information, Derek took it in stride, sitting on top of a trash can with the Puttimon in his arms and listening to its story about the Digital World it came from. It didn't take long for Derek to decide that he wanted to go there; hiding the Puttimon behind the trash bins, he headed home and packed a few things, including a small deck of Digimon trading cards he had had since he was much younger. He'd outgrown them years ago, but since it looked like this digivice was a scanner of some kind, he decided it couldn't hurt to take them along. That's how his and Kudamon's adventure began, and over the course of the next few years they had had more than their share of action, adventure, and danger. You'd be hard-pressed to get Derek to tell the story, but Kudamon is always happy to share.
Name: Elaine Douglas
Age: 10
Description: Elaine stands at 4'7", with short, curly brown hair and bright blue eyes. Her lightly tanned skin is freckled, most prominently on her cheeks, shoulders, and forearms. She loves to wear sundresses, even when it was cold (even though her parents told her not to. Shh!). Oftentimes she is wearing light blue sandals and adores having ribbons of a similar color woven though her hair. An endearing smile is almost always on her face, full of youthful joy at even the smallest things.
Personality: Bright and bubbly, Elaine's presence certainly does lighten a mood. Even if the situation is dire she will find a way to make the silver lining known to those around her. She enjoys being noticed and being part of the conversations others around her take part in.
Digivice: Classic Digivice//Crest: Innocence (looks like the mark on Rabimon's nose)
Partner: Rabimon
Equipment: None
History: She got her digivice while playing make-believe with a few friends; one of the props shined brightly and changed as she was holding it. Her friends were excited about it at first, but when none of them could find out what it did, they quickly became bored with it. Curiously, after she had acquired the digivice, she had random bouts of fatigue, as if something was draining her energy. She would later find out that this was due to Rabimon's attempts to force digivolution, just as Rabimon would realize that this was why she had such a hard time digivolving, and why she could not maintain any form higher than Rookie for very long. This went on for some time before Elaine was pulled into the digital world at the time of her parents' purchasing her a first computer. While they had gone out to the porch to speak with each other, the lights flickered and the screen of the computer lit suddenly. Elaine, who had been playing with a few stuffed animals nearby and wearing her mother's high heels, tottered over to the computer screen curiously. Before she knew what had happened, she was dragged into the Digital World, leaving only the toys she had left in the middle of the room--and her mother's high heels by the computer desk--as any indication that she had been there at all.
Digimon: Kittmon
Rank: In-Training
Personality: Kittmon is extraordinarily shy, and will do her best to remain in the background; an easy feat due to her size. She would rather others make decisions for her--for good, bad, or worse--and quietly deal with the consequences than make her own and offend or hurt anyone. Incredibly, perhaps even overly, aware of her lack of strength, she will flee from digimon--and humans alike--that even look remotely intimidating. Though timidity is almost hard-wired into her mind, she wants to make her own decisions for good; she wants to help others and be someone reliable and loved, but her inhibitions make her forgettable, regrettably indecisive, and therefore an easy target for resentment, in times of need.
Description: A small, pudgy creature with low-hanging rabbit ears and soft white fur. Standing on her hind legs, she is a mere 2.5 feet tall and easily unnoticed, even in the presence of human children. It is not uncommon to see the tips of her ears covered in dust, as they drag along the ground at almost all times. Kittmon's eyes are quite beautiful, being a deep, saturated green. A strange blue mark sits upon the tip of her nose; a circle enclosed within two thin, curved triangles. Its significance is unknown. Like actual rabbits, she has no pawpads and often finds herself slipping and falling on icy or wet surfaces.
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Bubble Blow - Sends a colorful, but weak, stream of bubbles at the enemy
Abilities
N/A
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: N/A
History: Due to unforseen circumstances, Kittmon's tamer was never found, and Kittmon hatched on her own. She is unaware that she even has a tamer, having only ever known that she has had an extraordinarily difficult time Digivolving to any level. Fortunately, she has never been in an excessive amount of danger due to her speed and ability to hide in small places. She roams from place to place, not having had the nerve to speak with anyone about settling down in a city of any kind; her life has been uninteresting on the whole.
Digimon: Rabimon
Rank: Rookie
Personality: Still quite timid, Rabimon is often the last to voice her thoughts or concerns to other Digimon or humans. She would much rather go along with the plans of others than speak to groups with her own. Instinctively, she wishes to be the first to flee in any fight, but often stops and makes herself fight to protect her allies. She wishes very much to be brave, like most other digimon and useful to boot, though she is often far too unsure about her own ability to act with complete confidence towards this end.
Description: Standing at 3'7", her body shape reminds one of a child or young human, though she retains her soft white fur and the strange blue marking upon her nose. A mask resembling the basic shape of a human face is usually perched on the side of her head, secured with a thin, wide black strip of fabric. The eyeholes of said mask have a protective lens over them; she often uses it in place of a set of goggles. Her eyes are inquisitive, the deep green enchanting, though slightly unsettling. The way she looks at people suggest that she may know what they are hiding... even if she does not. Around her waist hangs a golden belt with many compartments, though only two hold items.
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Assassin's Dagger - Creates a small, thin blade with a shining blue energy, to be used at her discretion. It has no extraneous effects.
Smoke Bomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke.
Abilities
Camoflague - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes. (One use per day)
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: The off-white mask she wears and her golden belt, which contains only her smoke bombs.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy besides travel and what was stated in the Kittmon Bio.
Digimon: SkullKittmon (Virus, Rabbit Type)
Rank: Dark Rookie
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Assassin's Dagger - Creates a small, thin blade with black energy, to be used at her discretion. It is jagged, designed to tear rather than cut.
Smoke Bomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke with weak hallucinogenic properties that cause color distortion and blurred vision at its best.
Abilities
Camoflague - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes.
Personality: She wants what she wants, and she wants it now. SkullKittmon will do whatever it takes to get what she wants, no matter who she has to step on or sell out to get "it", which--more often than not--is power, or vengeance. Ah, vengeance. Her favorite. She may not be the strongest, but she's got the attitude of a prime Dark Digimon.
Description: Many of the aspects of her appearance are similar, if not identical, to Rabimon, though her fur is a sleek, dark red and the mark upon her nose is as black as night. In place of a mask, she has the top half of a rabbit's skull--the eye and nose sockets--for a facial covering. Her belt is black as well, and one can see just how little she cares for your life or wellbeing should you look into her eyes, black and empty--save for the Digital Hazard symbol that has taken the place of her iris.
Partner: Not known.
Equipment: The bone mask she wears and the black belt containing the smoke bombs.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy besides travel and what was stated in the Kittmon Bio.
Digimon: Haramon
Rank: Champion
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Fire Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - Haramon presses a compartment on her golden belts to release a small silver pellet that explodes into a wave of intense flames.
Ice Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - Haramon presses a compartment on her golden belts to release a small silver pellet that flash-freezes a small area.
Smokebomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke.
Assassin's Blade - Creates a broadsword with shining blue energy to be used at her discretion. It has no extraneous effects.
Abilities
Camouflage - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes.
Personality: Haramon is not unwilling to voice her thoughts, however blunt they may be. Patience is her greatest asset, so much so that time has no meaning while she is in wait. Fighting in high places or heavily forested ones give her great advantage as she is quick and agile, analyzing the area and creating strageties even as she moves through them. She dislikes idle chatter and will simply stop talking after the point that a conversation becomes unnecessary.
Description: Standing at 5'11", Haramon's face is oftentimes covered with the same off-white mask posessed in her Rookie form. Her eyes are a deep emerald color and almost always imply that she knows exactly what you are thinking, or hiding, even if she does not. Not usually visible due to how often she wears her mask, Haramon's nose has the same crescent symbols containing a sphere that her previous forms have had. Her legs are muscular, able to send her flying up to 30 ft. into the air and aiding her immensely in her acrobatic fighting style.
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: Two golden belts strapped around her waist; the upper belt houses her Fire and Ice Shots, while the lower belt contains Smokebombs in abundance. Her mask's eyeholes are thick lenses that serve to protect her eyes from her own smokebombs and the flashes of light accompanying the Fire/Ice Shot detonations.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy outside of the Kittmon bio
Digimon: SkullRabimon
Rank: Dark Champion
[Fresh] - Silvmon
[In-Training] - Kittmon
[Rookie] - Rabimon/SkullKittmon
[Champion] - Haramon/SkullRabimon
[Ultimate] - BalHaramon/RabidHaramon
[Mega] - Alpharamon/RabidAlpharamon
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Fire Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - SkullRabimon presses a compartment on her belt to release a small silver pellet that explodes into a wave of intense flames.
Ice Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - SkullRabimon presses a compartment on her belt to release a small silver pellet that flash-freezes a small area.
Smokebomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke with weak hallucinogenic properties that cause color distortion and blurred vision at its best.
Corrupted Blade - Creates a jagged broadsword with energy as black as night to be used at her discretion. It is jagged, designed to rip rather than slice.
Abilities
Camouflage - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes.
Silver Tongue - Connecting with Virus or Undead-Type Digimon, SkullRabimon is able to bend their will to her cause with simple, persuasive arguments.
Personality: Cold and calculating, SkullRabimon will do anything to get what she wants. She would sacrifice anything, destroy anyone, and leave as many areas in ruin as it took--or more, just for kicks. Unlike her Ultimate counterpart, she possesses a full range of emotions--well, almost. She doesn't feel compassion--god forbid--or love, or happiness; they are alien to SkullRabimon.
Description: SkullRabimon looks similar to Haramon, with sleek red fur and a rabbit's skull over her face in lieu of a mask. Her eyes are flat black, digital hazard symbols taking the place of her iris and pupil. The belts around her waist are a smokey black.
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: Two black belts strapped around her waist; the upper belt houses her Fire and Ice Shots, while the lower belt contains Smokebombs in abundance.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy outside of the Kittmon bio
Digimon: Balharamon
Rank: Ultimate
Personality: Exceedingly serious; tends to focus more on the task at hand than the big picture. Ruthless, often cruel, to those deemed enemies. Often does not speak more than a few words.
Description: Towering at 15 feet, Balharamon is an armored humanoid with rabbitlike features. Metallic wings protrude from the armor on her torso; they are equipped with rockets to grant flight. (See Artist's Comments for visual aide)
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Ballistic Missile - Fires an array of missiles
Grapple-Claw - The claws upon her gauntlets shoot out up to 20 ft to attack, and grab smaller objects/digimon.
Smoke Veil (1 Shot)- The gems on her navel, knees, and gauntlets pop out, enmitting a thick cloud of smoke. The smoke contains a powerful hallucinogenic compound, and spreads over a wide area--up to 45 ft. in diameter.
Titan's Talons - Uses the claws on her gauntlets for close-range combat, cutting and ripping at her opponent.
Omni-Barrier (1 Shot) - Creates a transparent dome around her in an oval shape--it even extends underground. Provides total protection from attacks of equal or lesser strength than Balharamon's own, for up to 5 minutes.
Abilities
Flight - Utilizes the rockets built into her wings to fly.
Mimicry - Analyzes one ability of another digimon, duplicating it at half-power for up to 10 minutes.
Partner: N/A
Equipment: Just her armor.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy besides travel.
Digimon: RabidHaramon
Rank: Ultimate (Alternate for tainted/forced digivolution)
Personality: RabidHaramon does not have much of a personality. Its entire being centers around destruction and annihalation, without fear or hesitation, even when faced with a Mega.
Description: A beastly digimon vaguely resembling a rabbit. It towers at 17 ft, its eyes glowing bright white, a Digital Hazard mark shining electric blue, rather than an iris. Its fur is a tainted dark red, the bones of its paws extending past the skin and forming powerful talons. Its shoulderblades have extended through its skin as well, forming grotesque blades. RabidHaramon's skin splits at its mouth, revealing razor sharp teeth and a glowing white vortex in place of a throat. Items that enter the vortex are deleted; luckily for most digimon, she cannot open her mouth wide enough to do more than eat very small items, mostly no bigger than an apple or orange. Because she does not actually gain anything from eating, her form is skeletal at best. (See Artist's Comments for visual aide)
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks:
Rampage - RabidHaramon charges at whoever is in front of her at the time, claws at the ready. She becomes an absolute whirlwind of activity, slashing, biting, and striking as she goes.
Bone Claw - Slashes at opponents ruthlessly, the very air vibrating with its energy.
Distortion Wave (3 Shots) - RabidHaramon lets loose a loud screech; those who hear it have trouble perceiving reality. It appears distorted, unstable, and is headache and nausea inducing in its vibrant colors and constantly moving terrain. Lasts 2 minutes.
Abilities:
Unnamed. When RabidHaramon finishes Digivolution, she screeches loudly, causing intense confusion in those who hear it. (lasts 30 seconds, max).
Partner: N/A
Equipment: N/A
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy.
the static, the screen bulging outwards. In a bright flash of light, his laptop deposited the egg upon the desk. In shock and awe he stared at the egg, barely noticing as his mp3 player began to glow and change shape. He took a chance and poked the egg curiously, jumping severely when a crack ran down the middle. Needless to say, he backed up rather quickly, tripping over the desktop's power cord and causing the screen to abruptly go black. Shards of the egg burst outwards as a small blob rolled out, large ears unfolding. It looked at him with an acute smile, rolling off of the desk and cuddling up to his ankles. After some sorely-needed explanation and awkward awed introductions, Michael was for the most part caught up, staring at his digivice skeptically. Silvmon, meanwhile, bounced back towards his laptop, giggling wildly. Though it took some serious persuasion and goading, Silvmon managed to get Michael to turn the computer on again after the latter had gotten his satchel and violin case ready. The screen was awash with static once more, but no designs appeared upon it. Light flooded the room, the electronic appliances nearby beginning to go haywire. Next thing he knew, he was in the Digital World, Silvmon at his side and his silver and orange digivice in his grasp.
Digimon: Kittemon
Evolutions:
Silvmon > Kittemon > Cubmon > Felinmon > Panthmon > ArchPanthmon
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Pins and Needles - Jumps fearlessly at its opponent, jabbing them all over with its tiny, sharp claws.
Abilities
Engineering - Can build simple contraptions with minimal moving parts from scrap metal and electronics.
Personality: Very rough-and-tumble, as well as cocky. It doesn't care what size its opponent is, it'll beat it down! Kittemon loves to play pranks on anyone and everyone, but doesn't always understand why other digimon get upset with it for them. It's just having fun! Some 'mon just can't take jokes.
Description: A fuzzy charcoal-grey kittenesque digimon, with large goggles strapped to its forehead and a strange orange mark on its nose. It is a rounded acute angle with a sphere inside. It is the same size as its related species, Kittmon, though its eyes are a fiery red color.
Partner: Michael Rolands
Equipment: None
History: It hatched in the custody of one Michael Rolands, immediately (and noticeably) energetic and excited about all there was to see and do (and fight!). Since he and Michael came to the digital world, he's gotten them into quite a bit of trouble. Nothing a little smooth-talking from his tamer couldn't fix, but nothing so insignificant that they would be forgotten easily.
Digimon: Cubmon
Evolutions:
Silvmon > Kittemon > Cubmon > Felinmon > Panthmon > ArchPanthmon
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Ink Blot - Barrages the enemy with ink pellets to decrease their visibility dramatically
Shining Arrow - Creates arrows to shoot at its opponent out of shining orange energy.
Abilities
Engineering - Can create moderately complex machines with scrap metal and spare electronics; powers them with the same orange energy he uses to attack.
Personality: Cocky and self-righteous, his immaturity has been aided none by digivolution. He finds no need for friends--real friends anyway--and only coerces those around him to become friends with him as means to an end. Though he is very lonely, he fails to understand the nature of friendship and comraderie, leaving him in the dark. He still loves to play pranks, though they've gotten quite a bit more devastating with his increase in power and ability. He enjoys blackmailing others, if only for humor and not out of any actual malice.
Description: He stands at the rough height of a young human, wearing cargo pants with a plethora of pockets. Some hold the ink pellets for his attack, but most hold snacks and candies. A single pocket carries a few small tools for tinkering with machinery. Still the black set of goggles sit upon his head, above his fiery eyes. The orange angle-and-sphere mark still sits upon his nose, but he has not yet figured out what it is for.
Partner: Michael Rolands
Equipment: Cargo pants with many pockets that contain ink pellets for his Ink Blot attack, along with various candies and snacks. In a zippered pocket near his ankle he holds small tools such as miniature wrenches and screwdrivers to build and disassemble machinery.
Age: 19
Description: Derek stands at 6'4", with short--and I mean short--caramel-colored hair that is most often hidden under a black baseball cap emblazoned with the Digital Hazard symbol in dark red. Black-rimmed goggles with dark lenses are strapped to the hat, in case he needs them. His eyes are an intense blue, though very few have seen them; he always wears a pair of sunglasses--even at night. His outfit is plain, consisting of a black t-shirt and jeans. He's a fairly muscular young man, with faint scars lacing up his arms and neck. It's rare to see him with a smile on his face; his expression is almost always set in a stern frown. His partner, Kudamon, loves to tell everyone that he's the only one who's ever even seen Derek lose his cool; it is akin to a unicorn sighting in the human world, the excitable rookie claims.
Personality: Stoic and calm, he rarely loses his head to anger or grief (or happiness, for that matter; yeesh). He has always been business-minded, and would sacrifice his own brother--if he had one--for the greater good. He speaks little, and when he does, it's not for very long. Derek doesn't waste his, or anyone else's, time with idle chatter. The only sign that he's happy would be when the corners of his mouth twitch upwards for a mere moment. You'd have to be looking for it to even notice! (Don't worry, Kudamon's got that covered too)
Digivice: A black D-Arc digivice with white buttons and trim.
Partner: Kudamon
Puttimon > Kudamon > Reppamon > Chirinmon
Biomerge: Kentaurosmon
Cards:
- Digivolution
- Matrix Digivolution
- Hypersonic
- Hyperwing
- Stamina
- Endurance
- Power
- Thor's Hammer
- Rock Armor
- Agumon's Frozen Wind
Equipment:
- Extendable rod to defend himself when Kudamon is incapacitated or otherwise occupied; it is in a compartment strapped to his left upper arm
- D-Arc Digivice
- Satchel with bandages, bottled water, and survival rations
History: Derek spent most of his childhood alone, though whether this was his own choice or by some fault of his parents he's never told. Not even Kudamon knows who his parents are. As he was walking home from his first day of sophomore year in high school, he disregarded the clouds forming in the sky and the escalating wind; He was almost home, anyway. A strong gust of wind nearly decked him and he stopped walking, using his arms to sheild his face from the wind. His eyes widened slightly in surprise as the screen of his phone began to go wild, a bright light shining from it as its shape changed to that of a D-Arc digivice. He held it away from his face just as a Puttimon appeared; the first thing he noted was that the strange weather cleared right up. "...Whatever you are, you're lucky I was wearing sunglasses. I could have gone blind," he said to the winged blob cooly, taking off the sunglasses and crouching next to the excitable thing. It explained that it was a Digimon, and that it was now Derek's partner. After a moment to process this information, Derek took it in stride, sitting on top of a trash can with the Puttimon in his arms and listening to its story about the Digital World it came from. It didn't take long for Derek to decide that he wanted to go there; hiding the Puttimon behind the trash bins, he headed home and packed a few things, including a small deck of Digimon trading cards he had had since he was much younger. He'd outgrown them years ago, but since it looked like this digivice was a scanner of some kind, he decided it couldn't hurt to take them along. That's how his and Kudamon's adventure began, and over the course of the next few years they had had more than their share of action, adventure, and danger. You'd be hard-pressed to get Derek to tell the story, but Kudamon is always happy to share.
Name: Elaine Douglas
Age: 10
Description: Elaine stands at 4'7", with short, curly brown hair and bright blue eyes. Her lightly tanned skin is freckled, most prominently on her cheeks, shoulders, and forearms. She loves to wear sundresses, even when it was cold (even though her parents told her not to. Shh!). Oftentimes she is wearing light blue sandals and adores having ribbons of a similar color woven though her hair. An endearing smile is almost always on her face, full of youthful joy at even the smallest things.
Personality: Bright and bubbly, Elaine's presence certainly does lighten a mood. Even if the situation is dire she will find a way to make the silver lining known to those around her. She enjoys being noticed and being part of the conversations others around her take part in.
Digivice: Classic Digivice//Crest: Innocence (looks like the mark on Rabimon's nose)
Partner: Rabimon
Equipment: None
History: She got her digivice while playing make-believe with a few friends; one of the props shined brightly and changed as she was holding it. Her friends were excited about it at first, but when none of them could find out what it did, they quickly became bored with it. Curiously, after she had acquired the digivice, she had random bouts of fatigue, as if something was draining her energy. She would later find out that this was due to Rabimon's attempts to force digivolution, just as Rabimon would realize that this was why she had such a hard time digivolving, and why she could not maintain any form higher than Rookie for very long. This went on for some time before Elaine was pulled into the digital world at the time of her parents' purchasing her a first computer. While they had gone out to the porch to speak with each other, the lights flickered and the screen of the computer lit suddenly. Elaine, who had been playing with a few stuffed animals nearby and wearing her mother's high heels, tottered over to the computer screen curiously. Before she knew what had happened, she was dragged into the Digital World, leaving only the toys she had left in the middle of the room--and her mother's high heels by the computer desk--as any indication that she had been there at all.
Digimon: Kittmon
Rank: In-Training
Personality: Kittmon is extraordinarily shy, and will do her best to remain in the background; an easy feat due to her size. She would rather others make decisions for her--for good, bad, or worse--and quietly deal with the consequences than make her own and offend or hurt anyone. Incredibly, perhaps even overly, aware of her lack of strength, she will flee from digimon--and humans alike--that even look remotely intimidating. Though timidity is almost hard-wired into her mind, she wants to make her own decisions for good; she wants to help others and be someone reliable and loved, but her inhibitions make her forgettable, regrettably indecisive, and therefore an easy target for resentment, in times of need.
Description: A small, pudgy creature with low-hanging rabbit ears and soft white fur. Standing on her hind legs, she is a mere 2.5 feet tall and easily unnoticed, even in the presence of human children. It is not uncommon to see the tips of her ears covered in dust, as they drag along the ground at almost all times. Kittmon's eyes are quite beautiful, being a deep, saturated green. A strange blue mark sits upon the tip of her nose; a circle enclosed within two thin, curved triangles. Its significance is unknown. Like actual rabbits, she has no pawpads and often finds herself slipping and falling on icy or wet surfaces.
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Bubble Blow - Sends a colorful, but weak, stream of bubbles at the enemy
Abilities
N/A
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: N/A
History: Due to unforseen circumstances, Kittmon's tamer was never found, and Kittmon hatched on her own. She is unaware that she even has a tamer, having only ever known that she has had an extraordinarily difficult time Digivolving to any level. Fortunately, she has never been in an excessive amount of danger due to her speed and ability to hide in small places. She roams from place to place, not having had the nerve to speak with anyone about settling down in a city of any kind; her life has been uninteresting on the whole.
Digimon: Rabimon
Rank: Rookie
Personality: Still quite timid, Rabimon is often the last to voice her thoughts or concerns to other Digimon or humans. She would much rather go along with the plans of others than speak to groups with her own. Instinctively, she wishes to be the first to flee in any fight, but often stops and makes herself fight to protect her allies. She wishes very much to be brave, like most other digimon and useful to boot, though she is often far too unsure about her own ability to act with complete confidence towards this end.
Description: Standing at 3'7", her body shape reminds one of a child or young human, though she retains her soft white fur and the strange blue marking upon her nose. A mask resembling the basic shape of a human face is usually perched on the side of her head, secured with a thin, wide black strip of fabric. The eyeholes of said mask have a protective lens over them; she often uses it in place of a set of goggles. Her eyes are inquisitive, the deep green enchanting, though slightly unsettling. The way she looks at people suggest that she may know what they are hiding... even if she does not. Around her waist hangs a golden belt with many compartments, though only two hold items.
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Assassin's Dagger - Creates a small, thin blade with a shining blue energy, to be used at her discretion. It has no extraneous effects.
Smoke Bomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke.
Abilities
Camoflague - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes. (One use per day)
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: The off-white mask she wears and her golden belt, which contains only her smoke bombs.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy besides travel and what was stated in the Kittmon Bio.
Digimon: SkullKittmon (Virus, Rabbit Type)
Rank: Dark Rookie
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Assassin's Dagger - Creates a small, thin blade with black energy, to be used at her discretion. It is jagged, designed to tear rather than cut.
Smoke Bomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke with weak hallucinogenic properties that cause color distortion and blurred vision at its best.
Abilities
Camoflague - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes.
Personality: She wants what she wants, and she wants it now. SkullKittmon will do whatever it takes to get what she wants, no matter who she has to step on or sell out to get "it", which--more often than not--is power, or vengeance. Ah, vengeance. Her favorite. She may not be the strongest, but she's got the attitude of a prime Dark Digimon.
Description: Many of the aspects of her appearance are similar, if not identical, to Rabimon, though her fur is a sleek, dark red and the mark upon her nose is as black as night. In place of a mask, she has the top half of a rabbit's skull--the eye and nose sockets--for a facial covering. Her belt is black as well, and one can see just how little she cares for your life or wellbeing should you look into her eyes, black and empty--save for the Digital Hazard symbol that has taken the place of her iris.
Partner: Not known.
Equipment: The bone mask she wears and the black belt containing the smoke bombs.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy besides travel and what was stated in the Kittmon Bio.
Digimon: Haramon
Rank: Champion
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Fire Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - Haramon presses a compartment on her golden belts to release a small silver pellet that explodes into a wave of intense flames.
Ice Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - Haramon presses a compartment on her golden belts to release a small silver pellet that flash-freezes a small area.
Smokebomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke.
Assassin's Blade - Creates a broadsword with shining blue energy to be used at her discretion. It has no extraneous effects.
Abilities
Camouflage - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes.
Personality: Haramon is not unwilling to voice her thoughts, however blunt they may be. Patience is her greatest asset, so much so that time has no meaning while she is in wait. Fighting in high places or heavily forested ones give her great advantage as she is quick and agile, analyzing the area and creating strageties even as she moves through them. She dislikes idle chatter and will simply stop talking after the point that a conversation becomes unnecessary.
Description: Standing at 5'11", Haramon's face is oftentimes covered with the same off-white mask posessed in her Rookie form. Her eyes are a deep emerald color and almost always imply that she knows exactly what you are thinking, or hiding, even if she does not. Not usually visible due to how often she wears her mask, Haramon's nose has the same crescent symbols containing a sphere that her previous forms have had. Her legs are muscular, able to send her flying up to 30 ft. into the air and aiding her immensely in her acrobatic fighting style.
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: Two golden belts strapped around her waist; the upper belt houses her Fire and Ice Shots, while the lower belt contains Smokebombs in abundance. Her mask's eyeholes are thick lenses that serve to protect her eyes from her own smokebombs and the flashes of light accompanying the Fire/Ice Shot detonations.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy outside of the Kittmon bio
Digimon: SkullRabimon
Rank: Dark Champion
[Fresh] - Silvmon
[In-Training] - Kittmon
[Rookie] - Rabimon/SkullKittmon
[Champion] - Haramon/SkullRabimon
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Fire Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - SkullRabimon presses a compartment on her belt to release a small silver pellet that explodes into a wave of intense flames.
Ice Shot (Max. 5 Shots) - SkullRabimon presses a compartment on her belt to release a small silver pellet that flash-freezes a small area.
Smokebomb - Presses a compartment on the belt strapped to her waist; a small smoke pellet rolls out, and upon impact with walls, floors, or other surfaces, will explode into a thick cloud of horrid-smelling smoke with weak hallucinogenic properties that cause color distortion and blurred vision at its best.
Corrupted Blade - Creates a jagged broadsword with energy as black as night to be used at her discretion. It is jagged, designed to rip rather than slice.
Abilities
Camouflage - Can quickly blend with her environment to become much more difficult to see, hear, or detect for up to 3 minutes.
Silver Tongue - Connecting with Virus or Undead-Type Digimon, SkullRabimon is able to bend their will to her cause with simple, persuasive arguments.
Personality: Cold and calculating, SkullRabimon will do anything to get what she wants. She would sacrifice anything, destroy anyone, and leave as many areas in ruin as it took--or more, just for kicks. Unlike her Ultimate counterpart, she possesses a full range of emotions--well, almost. She doesn't feel compassion--god forbid--or love, or happiness; they are alien to SkullRabimon.
Description: SkullRabimon looks similar to Haramon, with sleek red fur and a rabbit's skull over her face in lieu of a mask. Her eyes are flat black, digital hazard symbols taking the place of her iris and pupil. The belts around her waist are a smokey black.
Partner: Not Known
Equipment: Two black belts strapped around her waist; the upper belt houses her Fire and Ice Shots, while the lower belt contains Smokebombs in abundance.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy outside of the Kittmon bio
Digimon: Balharamon
Rank: Ultimate
Personality: Exceedingly serious; tends to focus more on the task at hand than the big picture. Ruthless, often cruel, to those deemed enemies. Often does not speak more than a few words.
Description: Towering at 15 feet, Balharamon is an armored humanoid with rabbitlike features. Metallic wings protrude from the armor on her torso; they are equipped with rockets to grant flight. (See Artist's Comments for visual aide)
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Ballistic Missile - Fires an array of missiles
Grapple-Claw - The claws upon her gauntlets shoot out up to 20 ft to attack, and grab smaller objects/digimon.
Smoke Veil (1 Shot)- The gems on her navel, knees, and gauntlets pop out, enmitting a thick cloud of smoke. The smoke contains a powerful hallucinogenic compound, and spreads over a wide area--up to 45 ft. in diameter.
Titan's Talons - Uses the claws on her gauntlets for close-range combat, cutting and ripping at her opponent.
Omni-Barrier (1 Shot) - Creates a transparent dome around her in an oval shape--it even extends underground. Provides total protection from attacks of equal or lesser strength than Balharamon's own, for up to 5 minutes.
Abilities
Flight - Utilizes the rockets built into her wings to fly.
Mimicry - Analyzes one ability of another digimon, duplicating it at half-power for up to 10 minutes.
Partner: N/A
Equipment: Just her armor.
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy besides travel.
Digimon: RabidHaramon
Rank: Ultimate (Alternate for tainted/forced digivolution)
Personality: RabidHaramon does not have much of a personality. Its entire being centers around destruction and annihalation, without fear or hesitation, even when faced with a Mega.
Description: A beastly digimon vaguely resembling a rabbit. It towers at 17 ft, its eyes glowing bright white, a Digital Hazard mark shining electric blue, rather than an iris. Its fur is a tainted dark red, the bones of its paws extending past the skin and forming powerful talons. Its shoulderblades have extended through its skin as well, forming grotesque blades. RabidHaramon's skin splits at its mouth, revealing razor sharp teeth and a glowing white vortex in place of a throat. Items that enter the vortex are deleted; luckily for most digimon, she cannot open her mouth wide enough to do more than eat very small items, mostly no bigger than an apple or orange. Because she does not actually gain anything from eating, her form is skeletal at best. (See Artist's Comments for visual aide)
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks:
Rampage - RabidHaramon charges at whoever is in front of her at the time, claws at the ready. She becomes an absolute whirlwind of activity, slashing, biting, and striking as she goes.
Bone Claw - Slashes at opponents ruthlessly, the very air vibrating with its energy.
Distortion Wave (3 Shots) - RabidHaramon lets loose a loud screech; those who hear it have trouble perceiving reality. It appears distorted, unstable, and is headache and nausea inducing in its vibrant colors and constantly moving terrain. Lasts 2 minutes.
Abilities:
Unnamed. When RabidHaramon finishes Digivolution, she screeches loudly, causing intense confusion in those who hear it. (lasts 30 seconds, max).
Partner: N/A
Equipment: N/A
History: Nothing interesting or noteworthy.
the static, the screen bulging outwards. In a bright flash of light, his laptop deposited the egg upon the desk. In shock and awe he stared at the egg, barely noticing as his mp3 player began to glow and change shape. He took a chance and poked the egg curiously, jumping severely when a crack ran down the middle. Needless to say, he backed up rather quickly, tripping over the desktop's power cord and causing the screen to abruptly go black. Shards of the egg burst outwards as a small blob rolled out, large ears unfolding. It looked at him with an acute smile, rolling off of the desk and cuddling up to his ankles. After some sorely-needed explanation and awkward awed introductions, Michael was for the most part caught up, staring at his digivice skeptically. Silvmon, meanwhile, bounced back towards his laptop, giggling wildly. Though it took some serious persuasion and goading, Silvmon managed to get Michael to turn the computer on again after the latter had gotten his satchel and violin case ready. The screen was awash with static once more, but no designs appeared upon it. Light flooded the room, the electronic appliances nearby beginning to go haywire. Next thing he knew, he was in the Digital World, Silvmon at his side and his silver and orange digivice in his grasp.
Digimon: Kittemon
Evolutions:
Silvmon > Kittemon > Cubmon > Felinmon > Panthmon > ArchPanthmon
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Pins and Needles - Jumps fearlessly at its opponent, jabbing them all over with its tiny, sharp claws.
Abilities
Engineering - Can build simple contraptions with minimal moving parts from scrap metal and electronics.
Personality: Very rough-and-tumble, as well as cocky. It doesn't care what size its opponent is, it'll beat it down! Kittemon loves to play pranks on anyone and everyone, but doesn't always understand why other digimon get upset with it for them. It's just having fun! Some 'mon just can't take jokes.
Description: A fuzzy charcoal-grey kittenesque digimon, with large goggles strapped to its forehead and a strange orange mark on its nose. It is a rounded acute angle with a sphere inside. It is the same size as its related species, Kittmon, though its eyes are a fiery red color.
Partner: Michael Rolands
Equipment: None
History: It hatched in the custody of one Michael Rolands, immediately (and noticeably) energetic and excited about all there was to see and do (and fight!). Since he and Michael came to the digital world, he's gotten them into quite a bit of trouble. Nothing a little smooth-talking from his tamer couldn't fix, but nothing so insignificant that they would be forgotten easily.
Digimon: Cubmon
Evolutions:
Silvmon > Kittemon > Cubmon > Felinmon > Panthmon > ArchPanthmon
Attacks/Abilities:
Attacks
Ink Blot - Barrages the enemy with ink pellets to decrease their visibility dramatically
Shining Arrow - Creates arrows to shoot at its opponent out of shining orange energy.
Abilities
Engineering - Can create moderately complex machines with scrap metal and spare electronics; powers them with the same orange energy he uses to attack.
Personality: Cocky and self-righteous, his immaturity has been aided none by digivolution. He finds no need for friends--real friends anyway--and only coerces those around him to become friends with him as means to an end. Though he is very lonely, he fails to understand the nature of friendship and comraderie, leaving him in the dark. He still loves to play pranks, though they've gotten quite a bit more devastating with his increase in power and ability. He enjoys blackmailing others, if only for humor and not out of any actual malice.
Description: He stands at the rough height of a young human, wearing cargo pants with a plethora of pockets. Some hold the ink pellets for his attack, but most hold snacks and candies. A single pocket carries a few small tools for tinkering with machinery. Still the black set of goggles sit upon his head, above his fiery eyes. The orange angle-and-sphere mark still sits upon his nose, but he has not yet figured out what it is for.
Partner: Michael Rolands
Equipment: Cargo pants with many pockets that contain ink pellets for his Ink Blot attack, along with various candies and snacks. In a zippered pocket near his ankle he holds small tools such as miniature wrenches and screwdrivers to build and disassemble machinery.
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