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Digimon: End Users

Tue Jan 20, 2009, 6:39 AM
For a little while now I've been writing a fan fic of Digimon. For those that have browsed my gallery you will already know how much I love Digimon from how many I create and draw, well, I decided that I may as well do something with those creations.

Episodes 1 - 4 are up on fanfiction.net under the author name of PreciousLegacy, same as my art name here.

Here's a peak at Episode 1

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Sara Lee stomped her feet to get out the cold of the October air, or at least she tried to, she was so penned in that even reaching into her bag for a tissue was difficult. She was beginning to wish she'd never agreed to go along with Nikki to this thing. Sara and her best friend were standing outside the Empire theatre in London's Leicester Square with a horde of others. Tonight was the première of the big movie from award winning director James Caprice, tonight was In Time night, at least according to Nikki. The thing that Sara found strange was that Nikki wouldn't even be seeing the movie tonight, she'd have to wait for it's general release like everyone else. No one standing behind the metal barriers was going to see this movie tonight, and Sara suspected that many of them didn't care about the movie, or what it was called, only who was in it.

The stars had already begun arriving and the photographers had already begun taking their photographs. Those flashing lights were going to give Sara a major migraine later.

“Ooh, look, there's Jennifer James-Crowley.” Said Nikki, standing on her tip toes to get a better look, which was ridiculous considering they were at the very front of the horde.

“I thought she was in that other movie, er...Gimmie a Break?” Said Sara.

“She was, it's a rom-com.” Replied Nikki.

“So, is she in this one or not?”

“No, she's more the comedy type, thrillers aren't really her thing.”

“Then why is she here?” Asked Sara as Jennifer James-Crowley finished posing and moved on to signing autographs.

“Sara it's how it goes.” Said Nikki in an exasperated tone “You get loads of celebrities turning up for films that they're not in. How would you fill the seats otherwise?”

Sara thought that maybe you could fill the seats if you gave a ticket to every person that worked on the film, surely they deserved that?

“Haven't you ever watched one of those movie première specials on T.V?” Said Nikki.

“Think I'm always doing something else.” Said Sara, who didn't know who half of the people on the red carpet were.

“Well, it's good press, to have loads of celebs turn up. The photographers and paps-”

“ Paps?”

“ Paparazzi, honestly Sara! Anyway, the paps and that take pics of the other celebs and say where they were when they were taken, were the celeb was, not the pap, and then the movie gets free advertising.”

“Makes sense I guess.” Said Sara, who always had a flick through of Nikki's magazines but never really got the idea. Why was it so important what a celebrities hair was like that you had to put it down on shiny paper and sell it for 45p?

Nikki gasped, but Sara knew at once it wasn't the gasp, that would be louder, and more shrill, and on a level only dogs could hear.

“It's Peter McGray!” Said Nikki, as the level of noise from the crowd increased. Peter McGray was a major hottie, or something like that, Sara had read it only last week.

“Isn't he just so...so....oh!” Said Nikki.

“Yeah, yeah, very oh.” Said Sara in a vague tone as she fiddled with her mobile.

“Sara!”

“What?”

“You're not paying attention!”

“Oh, but come on Nik, you don't need me here, why'd you make me come along, you know I don't get this stuff?” Said Sara.

“I need morale support for when I meet him.” Said Nikki in a nervous voice.

You're not going to meet him, he's just going to walk by! Was what Sara wanted to say, but dare not do so to Nikki. Nikki may have been a trend tracker and endless celebrity information hog but she was a really good person and had been there for Sara many a time. She and Sara had spent so little time together since Sara had started her new job that when Nikki had asked Sara if she would go to London with her she had jumped at the chance, thinking a good shopping spree was in order. Oh well, it may not be a new pair of FCUK shoes but at least they got to spend some time in each other's company.

Another limo pulled up and many a mobile was reached into the air ready to take video. The door was opened and Sara knew who'd gotten out even before she'd seen him. She put her fingers in her ears as a song of screams went up that sent the pigeons flying in fear of their lives.

Jaden Grace had arrived.

According to Nikki's mags Jaden Grace, whose name had made Sara snort with laughter when she'd first heard it, was the worlds number one star at the moment. Voted Wolds Sexiest Man for the past two years running (though Sara wondered by whom, surely they didn't vote in Afghanistan?) and the man to be seen with. If the reports were to be believed he was also quite a womaniser with a string of actresses and models left in his wake. He'd been photographed with some of the most famous and desirable women in the world and had more fans than a sahara desert house on barbecue and ginger bear Thursday.

Sara wondered if her ears were bleeding.

Nikki was screaming along with the rest and saying something but Sara could hear nothing but the roar of the crowd. She wondered if Jaden Grace himself was wearing earplugs and was wishing she'd brought her own. The man himself began to walk along the red carpet, obscured to Sara by many a waving arm and bellowing head. He moved along their side of the carpet and began signing autographs, which was another things that Sara didn't get, it was someone's name on a bit of paper, who cared??? Nikki moved back a little, holding out her own piece of paper ready. It was only then that Sara actually saw Jaden Grace for the first time. He was glowing. To Sara's eyes his entire body was surrounded by a halo of light coloured green at the bottom and moving into a blue so dark it made those things behind it fade away.

Sara lowered her hands from protecting her ears, noise forgotten. Her heart thumped as she stared in awe and apprehension at the actor. To those around her he was the hottest man alive and the star of In Time, but to Sara he was something else; he was an End User.


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Well, there you go, if you want to have a read head over to Fanfiction.net.

So, as I've got this fan fic up I've decided to rearrange my gallery. To avoid spoilers I've moved all of my Digimon work out of my Featured gallery so that it only now resides in my Digimon gallery. On Fanfiction I proved links back here to the pics of those Digimon that have appeared so you don't have to look through the gallery to find them and accidentally stumble upon a Digivolution that you didn't want to see.

I'll have a preview of Episode 5 up here on DA soon.

  • Mood: Joy
  • Listening to: The other people in the library (earwigging)
  • Reading: Doctor Who
  • Watching: Digimon
  • Playing: Very little
  • Eating: Do I have to???
  • Drinking: If it ain't got carbon why bother?

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  • Current Residence: Kent, UK
  • Interests: Art, Animals, Digimon, Pokemon, Cardcaptors/Cardcaptor Sakura, Anime, Manga, Fairies, Wicca
  • Favourite movie: I like to many to choose
  • Favourite band or musician: Too many to choose again
  • Favourite genre of music: Various types of rock and dance
  • Favourite artist: Neon Dragon, plus a few others
  • Favourite poet or writer: Garth Nix, Darren Shan, J.K Rowling, Terry Pratchet
  • Favourite style of art: Anime
  • Operating System: XP
  • MP3 player of choice: Don't have one
  • Favourite game: Sonic (various titles), Zelda the Windwaker, The Prince of Persia, many titles by the Sonic Team
  • Favourite cartoon character: Gommamon and Lopmon
  • Personal Quote: Mah Do Bah - Which I remember because it sounds like 'my tool box.'
  • Tools of the Trade: Pencils, Indian ink, markers

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