06-02-2010, 01:47 PM
(I don't want to cause a problem... but I really don't care for the remaining canons... ^^;;; I'll do a template?)
Name: Yami
Appearence: Picture![[Image: Yami-166146787]](http://nekonekochic.deviantart.com/art/Yami-166146787)
Yami was made out of leftover DNA from Hikari's clone, so she looks allot like Hikari. She was created a little later then the rest and lacks many memories since she is the clone of a clone, she was partnered with Wizardmon.
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Yami couldn't remember anything, all she knew that she was lying in a room somewhere. Slowly, she opened her eyes, not moving until they adjusted to the light. Sitting up she wasn't very surprised to find herself nude, in fact she didn't really feel anything at all. There were voices coming from outside, she got up and moved towards the doorway in front of her, but something in the corner made her stop, looking over, she saw a Digi Egg, a Digi-vice and clothes. She knew they were hers. She put on the clothes and opened the case with the Digi-things. "Mine..." She whispered, holding them in her arms she walked out of the room, towards the voices, maybe they could tell her something.
Name: Yami
Appearence: Picture
Yami was made out of leftover DNA from Hikari's clone, so she looks allot like Hikari. She was created a little later then the rest and lacks many memories since she is the clone of a clone, she was partnered with Wizardmon.
>>>
Yami couldn't remember anything, all she knew that she was lying in a room somewhere. Slowly, she opened her eyes, not moving until they adjusted to the light. Sitting up she wasn't very surprised to find herself nude, in fact she didn't really feel anything at all. There were voices coming from outside, she got up and moved towards the doorway in front of her, but something in the corner made her stop, looking over, she saw a Digi Egg, a Digi-vice and clothes. She knew they were hers. She put on the clothes and opened the case with the Digi-things. "Mine..." She whispered, holding them in her arms she walked out of the room, towards the voices, maybe they could tell her something.
