Digimon Bar

[Frisk E. Coyote]

The saloon doors were kicked open, only to swing back shut again. There is an audible grumble, before Shoutmon bursts through them, covered in dirt. "ALRIGHT. Who's the wiseguy that offed me!?" He says, only for the saloon doors to swing bag and smack him forward by the butt. He sprung back up to his feet. "I was deleted, and someone used my data to create someone else! I had to respawn in the cemetery! SIX FEET UNDER. I had to punch my way out, like a man!"

The little rookie looks around the bar. "Oh, yeah, I have to pay for my milkshakes. LIKE A MAN!!" He says, producing a wallet from a secret pouch he had on his belly.