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Songrose Liadon

"Umm...I guess we get an adventure, then!"

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a character in “New Adventures in a Digital World”, as played by Crystal Flamedance

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Songrose Liadon

Nickname: Song/Rose
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race/Ethnicity: American
Orientation: Straight
Personality: Songrose tends to be very friendly towards others. She loves to help people out, and isn't afraid of hard work. She likes to keep busy, and isn't fond of sitting still all day. She needs things to do, or she tends to go stir crazy, and will find something to do, whether it's pointless or not. She is very open, and isn't really very keen on keeping secrets; not intentionally, anyway. She loves to make new friends, and is very unhappy when someone is upset with her, or seems to dislike her. She is very energetic, and can tolerate quite a bit. Her memory is fairly poor, however; she tends to get lost very easily.
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 5'4
Build: Slender

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Physical Description: Songrose is of average height, and is fairly slender. Her black hair reaches to about her waist. She has bright purple eyes. She prefers to wear jeans with a light colored t-shirt, along with a pair of dark purple tennis shoes. She also keeps a black hair tie wrapped around her wrist, just in case she needs to keep hair out of her face.
Occupation: none
Hobbies: singing, gardening, sketching
Skills: singing, cooking
Likes:
*Music
*The color purple
*Dogs
*Sunshine
Dislikes
*Being alone
*The dark
*Boredom
*Being useless
Items they often carry: cell phone, sketchbook, pen
Greatest Personality Trait: Likes being helpful
Biggest Personality Flaw: naive; trusts everyone
Goals in Life/Dreams: Songrose hopes to eventually be able to own and work on a ranch
Fears: Enclosed spaces, being alone
History: Songrose grew up in a fairly normal family, with her parents and older brother. They lived in a big city, so naturally there were a lot of people, and a not quite so many parks. Every chance she got, she would head to the park closest to the house, despite it being so small, and hang out there instead of at home. She always liked to draw things, plants and animals she saw there. Most of her sketchbook contains pictures of wild animals she saw both there ans at the zoo. She and her brother have never hung out much, though; he much prefers to stay indoors, while she would rather be outside. In fact, her parents usually stayed inside, too, rather than walk around. As a result, she made more friends on her own than with her family. This has gotten her into a little trouble, when she trusted people she didn't know, but her brother typically is the one that helps her out. She went to the summer camp mostly because her parents told her to, but she hopes to make more friends.
Other: Songrose has always wanted to live away from her parents, but has never tried, because she isn't sure she's ready to live on her own yet.

So begins...

Songrose Liadon's Story

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Songrose stretched and rolled over, hoping to get back to sleep. That proved to be impossible, however, and so she sighed. Arriving at the camp, being assigned their camp, meeting the others of the group...and then the sudden snow and lights and portal...she wanted to see how the dream ended. The portal couldn't kill her; it had to have transported them somewhere, and she wanted to know! She sat up, rubbing sleep from her eyes, and looked around. Then she blinked.

This wasn't her bedroom. This wasn't any place she knew. It was much too clean, much too clear, much too natural to be any place she remembered. Where was she?

"You're finally awake?" she heard. Songrose searched around for the source, and finally found it. It was a little red blob with three horns. This was really odd. This had to be a dream, she guessed. So she could do whatever she wanted...right? She picked the blob up, examining it curiously.

"Who are you? What are you?" The thing blinked at her before giving and answer.

"I'm Punimon, a digimon!" Then it started squirming and trrying to jump. "Come on; let's go! We have to join the others, Songrose!" Songrose blinked, but released the digimon and reached out to grab her sketchbook, fortunately nearby. Her pen was still safely tucked into the spiral. She checked for her cell phone, but was briefly distracted. What was that? Attached to her belt loop? She shrugged it off and stood up as soon as she found her cell phone. No signal; figured. She put it away. It certainly did her no good.

She watched Punimon jumping around before stooping to pick it up. "You tell me where to go; I'll walk and carry you." That seemed like more fun. Besides, it was a cute little blob; she so very much wanted to carry it around like a tiny puppy. "If you don't mind, Punimon." Punimon tilted its head in one direction. "That way. Let's go!" It certainly seemed excited. Songrose was pleased, too. Not only did she get to carry this tiny, cute little creature, but it was looking like she was finishing that dream! This could be fun! Now she just had to meet the others Punimon had mentioned.

She followed in the direction Punimom had pointed, perhaps a little overly excited.

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As the four campers followed the direction of their digimon, they all came to the same spot, where the digimon had planned for the meeting. Each digimon smiled and welcomed their friends and admired their new partners. The spot was a small clearing, but still very similar to the rest of the forest that the campers had been walking through.
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Ryoko walked through the odd forest following Nyaromon. She was amazed at how fast the small ball could hop as she had expected to have to carry the small creature. She also admired the forest scenery as she followed the small cat-like digimon. It reminded her of something out of a video game or sci-fi movie with its bright and vibrant colors and with how everything seemed so alive. It truly was amazing to her, which helped comfort her that the dream would be a nice one.

"Here we are!" Nyaromon chirped as they entered a small clearing. It wasn't long before Ryoko could hear rustling around them and people talking, which let her know the others were close.
She watched as everyone emerged from different directions and her new monster friend bounced off to greet its friends. She wondered how long they had known each other and if it would be odd for them since their human companions didn't know each other very well. Though she wanted to keep her badass persona, even here, she decided to let it go for a little bit and try to be friendly towards the others. She forced a smile, which probably looked rather awkward to the others, then she waved. She had never been very social and she wasn't even sure how to be at this point, but at least it was some sort of effort.

"I see everyone else has a..." she paused before saying the word monster as she had learned they were digimon. She continued with this word instead. "-digimon also." For a moment, she tried to think of something else to say, however she decided to let someone else be the social bug and hopefully they would be better at it than she was.

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"It's here, see?" Punimon said, happily. Songrose looked around as she entered the clearing, still holding the Punimon. She gave everyone a big smile as she looked around again. This wasn't exactly how it was supposed to happen, but it looked like she was going to make some new friends, anyway. Well, aside from Punimon; he had made it clear already that they were going to be good friends, so she wasn't too worried about that.

"Yes; it does look like we all have a digimon. And they're so cute, too," she added, squeezing her own Punimon lightly in a hug. She paused and looked around again, brightly. There were four of them...and they were all the same people she was supposed to be getting to know, anyway. So, even if they weren't at the camp, the end result couldn't be too different. They just had these digimon to be friends with, too. That should make things much better; it certainly meant there was more to take care of, though. She tilted her head to one side curiously.

"I guess...since we're all stuck here, we should try to get along." She paused, glancing around. While she kept a bright and happy appearance, she was very confused. She glanced at the trees, and then back to Punimon before looking to the others that had been transported there.

"Umm...does anyone have an idea of...why we're here? I mean...why that portal was even there in the first place?" She hadn't asked Punimon because she wasn't sure she should; what if he didn't know? And, if this was a dream, because she still wasn't entirely convinced it was all real, he might still tell her something she didn't expect. Besides, maybe someone else had a better idea than she could ever come up with.

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"No one's here." Ivan stated matter-of-factly. Looking around the clearing. It looked very much like the brightly coloured rest of the forest. He couldn't really tell any difference and probably would've been completely lost if it wasn't for Chibomon pointing him. Of course he couldn't be sure if the digimon was actually directing him or pointing him in random directions. It had yammered on, asking him questions about who he was. Ivan gave the basic answers and didn't really ask any questions. Chibomon was being just a little too friendly for someone he just met.

"Just wait Ivan, they'll show up." Chibomon said with unerring optimism. Then stopped bouncing and shifting excitedly in the human's arms.

"Oh."

"Oh what?" Ivan frowned as he looked down at the cyan ball in his arm, Chibomon looked up, blinking his beady eyes attempting to look innocent. Ivan just sighed and waited for the answer.

"Well, I think we're in the wrong place." Ivan sighed with a little annoyance, he hardly let people get to him, but Chibomon instantly got beneath his skin. The usually reserved Ivan wasn't so reserved around the digimon, he didn't know if it was a good thing or not. Specially since the creature claimed they would be friends.

"Would you bounce if I dropped you?" The young man said out of annoyance. The digimon didn't quite catch the threat in what he said and admitted that indeed he would bounce. At which Ivan promptly dropped him. Chibomon did bounce a little and rolled over on to it's 'stomach' again, or what ever was the equivalent with the spherical creature.

"Why did you do that?"

"Look, you gave me wrong directions so I'm not carrying you. Just go ahead if you want. Can you?"

Chibomon looked a little disappointed at that but quite proudly proclaimed that he could and promptly bounced off into the undergrowth. Ivan followed, slipping his hand into his pockets. And pushing his way through the low and colourful bushes. He was glad that it wasn't someplace wetter, or he'd have to worry about leeches. Then again did they even have leeches where ever he was? Or was there something worse. He shrugged that thought off. He'd hoped not but he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

Up ahead he heard Chibomon's squeal of joy and entered the other area. He saw the two girls from his camping trip and another pair of the ball things. Obviously they were recovered and brought here by one each. Ivan simply lend on a tree at the edge and watched the other's before he got involved. He looked from person, Songrose seemed genuinely cheerful while Ryoko seemed to be faking it. To be honest he couldn't assume about either of them either way.

"Considering these little guys dragged us here I'm certain they know something or have some reason." Ivan added as he drew something out of his pocket. A strange sort of locket of sorts. He hadn't seen it before, yet another mystery. That one would have to wait and he stuffed back into his pocket.