James suivit et se haussa.
"Aucune idée de comment nous sommes arrivés ici, je suppose que ces trucs digivices nous ont téléportés ici. J'ai déménagé de l'école... Oh merde, j'ai une quatrième période à mi-parcours... l'homme que je suis Gunna a quelques explications à faire. " Il a dit qu'il se blottis dans la jungle.
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Lucemon s'est claqué le poing dans la table et les autres Seigneurs Démon étaient assis autour. Ils avaient tous commencé à se disputer sur la façon de prendre soin des "problèmes" qui étaient arrivés.
"Quais-tu de babouins ignorants. Sans doute les Olympos XII viendront-ils à nous, mais pour s'assurer qu'ils ne seront pas je vais envoyer quelques étranges mes chers minions après eux." Il a dit avec un sourire maniaque. "Ogermon! Duskmon! Allez immédiatement au terminal de la jungle et effacez le XII et tous les humains que vous trouverez! » Il a dit souriant alors que les deux figures baignées d'ombres s'éloignaient de la fenêtre.
Name: Ryan Xavier
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Partner: Moonmon > Lunamon > Lekismon > Crescemon > Dianamon
Personality: Ryan is not a particularly cheerful person, nor a particularly friendly one. He’s absolutely terrible with people, and in fact most people who spend more than a few minutes around him end up hating him. He’s not the type who puts much stock in politeness or tact, instead preferring to be rude and obnoxious whenever possible. He’s also incredibly arrogant and makes no effort whatsoever to hide it or rein it in. His naturally rebellious spirit has caused him to develop a serious problem with authority, and his attitude towards any sort of authority figure can best be described as open hostility. He’s amazingly self-centered, and would never value someone else’s safety above his own.
Despite this, he’s a highly intelligent young man who would have a lot of potential for success, should he actually apply himself at anything. Spending much of his youth in the city getting mixed up with some shady crowds, he has a certain amount of street savvy. He’s not the type who’ll easily get the wool pulled over his eyes. In addition, he has a strong sense of independence, and knows how to take care of himself. He’s very cold and calculating, always thinking things through before doing or saying anything.
Ryan’s general outlook on life is very pessimistic. He’s learned never to get his hopes up about anything. He’s notoriously lazy, totally unmotivated to accomplish anything with his life. As far as he’s concerned, he doesn’t see himself living past thirty anyway, so why bother? He’s slow to warm up to others and doesn’t easily get attached to anybody.
Bio: Growing up, Ryan’s home life was less than ideal. For one, his family was not particularly well-off. His parents went from job to job in order to make ends meet and support their unhealthy drinking habits, and were virtually absent in Ryan’s life, never showing interest in him, never encouraging him to achieve anything, or even, most of the time, bothering to pay attention to him at all. The only times they paid him any mind were when they needed something from him or during the frequent fights he had with them.
He would regularly stay out until the late hours of the night and his parents would rarely even notice. This lack of supervision led to him getting mixed up with some less than ideal influences, and he soon turned into his school’s resident delinquent. Spending a lot of time on the streets, he learned to be tough and take care of himself, and the fistfights he would get into on a near-daily basis, be they with classmates, neighborhood kids, or his father, taught him how to handle himself in a fight.
Digivice Color: White