08-07-2009, 05:19 PM
"Well since Akiko is so close to this place, the blacksmiths journey back and forth to sell their wares. Mostly it's just working metal into building materials, but they'll occasionally do other things." Gabumon started to notice the grinding sound as well, finding it a bit odd. "Well, lets just not get to close the factories and we'll be fine."
Crimson hugged Lurea softly with his tail to help keep her calm. "Hey guys, I think I hear something else besides the grinding...it's coming closer." He pulled his ray gun out.
As they reached the wide open center of the industrial park, several small cog shaped digimon started to hover out from the various alleyways. All of them had a rather indifferent look on their faces. One of the Hagurumon approached them and in a somewhat dated electronic voice, told them, "G-Greetings! *click* Welcome to The Workbench, land of The Machine! *whirr* P-P-Please proceed to Sector 5 for conversion."
Gabumon was in shock as he mumbled softly, "It wasn't like this before." In a more confident voice, he cried out, "Who are you all?!"
"We are *click* h-happy *whirr* servants of The Machine! Second request, please proceed to Sector 5 for conversion." The Hagurumon started to subtlety move closer, tightening the circle around them.
Ada then jumped down and stared them down defiantly. "And what if we refuse this "conversion"?"
The Hagurumon searched its memory banks for a moment before the black cog creature told her, "Those who refuse the w-will of The Machine will be forcibly converted. A-All non-viable data will be *whirr* d-derezzed. Final request, proceed to Sector 5!"
Crimson hugged Lurea softly with his tail to help keep her calm. "Hey guys, I think I hear something else besides the grinding...it's coming closer." He pulled his ray gun out.
As they reached the wide open center of the industrial park, several small cog shaped digimon started to hover out from the various alleyways. All of them had a rather indifferent look on their faces. One of the Hagurumon approached them and in a somewhat dated electronic voice, told them, "G-Greetings! *click* Welcome to The Workbench, land of The Machine! *whirr* P-P-Please proceed to Sector 5 for conversion."
Gabumon was in shock as he mumbled softly, "It wasn't like this before." In a more confident voice, he cried out, "Who are you all?!"
"We are *click* h-happy *whirr* servants of The Machine! Second request, please proceed to Sector 5 for conversion." The Hagurumon started to subtlety move closer, tightening the circle around them.
Ada then jumped down and stared them down defiantly. "And what if we refuse this "conversion"?"
The Hagurumon searched its memory banks for a moment before the black cog creature told her, "Those who refuse the w-will of The Machine will be forcibly converted. A-All non-viable data will be *whirr* d-derezzed. Final request, proceed to Sector 5!"
