>>6020911…You find a place to eat your bowl of soup, as the seats surrounding the cauldron were already filled to the brim with families and friends chatting and enjoying themselves. You take a few spoonfuls of soup before someone interrupts you.
“OH HEY, YOU ARE THAT DUDE!”
You are alerted to the presence of another, quickly veering your head to the source of this scream. The owner of the voice is...weird, he looks reptilian yet robotic at the same time, his vivid crimson scales are nothing compared to its strange, V-shaped head. His forearms and feet were encased in a strange type of machine-like clothing, but perhaps the most glaring thing about this digimon is the mic/staff weapon he carried on his right.
“I heard you took care of the Fangmon! Well, had it been me it would’ve been a quick one-two job and he’d be so done he would’ve ran away to tell all its forest friends not to mess with the great Shoutmon!”
This strange, devious creature sounded so full of himself, even laughing his lungs off as he stood tall and mighty with both of his fists placed on each side of his torso.
“Well I gotta thank you for taking care of it, quite sad that I can no longer use him as one of my many stepping stones for the greatness I was destined to, but hey! Just wanted to let you know who the true top dog is!”
All the while you were simply taking more spoonfuls into your mouth, hearing this stranger talk about how great he is.
>[Interrupt the stranger (write-in)]>[Throw hands with Shoutmon]>[Leave (where?)] >>>[Go to the dark forest (N/S/E/W)]>>>[Go back home]>>>[Go to the farm north from Palmon’s hut.>>>[Go back to Palmon’s hut]]>>>[Write-In] 