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My best friend Fang. The WereGarurumon
My best friend Fang. the WereGarurumon
I was just your average WereGarurumon. Yeah, the Digimon that wears a belt strapped on his left shoulder; a shoulder pad on his right shoulder and a waist belt. The one who wears a blue leather arm bracer on his left, complete with brass knuckles and some small wrist bands on the other hand. The one who also haves torn pants with markings. Yep, that's me. Oh, and I also have dog tags. However, my name changed to Fang. Thanks to my tamer Mage Starez (AKA Donovan Gerg.). Some of the stuff was a thing of a past! I was now an average WereGarurumon. Until now.
We're cool around here in Digimon World. All of us are unique. My Agumon friend knows how to make spicy foods, and runs a restaurant. You shouldn't make fun of his cooking, unless of course; you wanted to be burned to a crisp. But why am I talking about him? What's my story? Well, we're all unique. No one's so special to be considered as a lord or something no one, until the tournament appeared!
Then the DigiFlex Bodybuilding Competition came, a strange new tournament that suddenly bedazzled many of us male digimon. You'll be surprised for new programs that sprout out of nowhere (we call these things programs in our world). Of course, the rules of the tournament were simple, and this is for half-human-type of Digimon, with two arms and legs. According to the rules, the participant must only wear the body-builder briefs during performance, and that he must prepare himself in a week. He can wear accessories for increase his appeal, but no harmful ones like grenades or something. It is open for all levels of Digimon, too. To tell you the truth, I had no interest in this, but why am I telling you this?
He arrived. He lined along with the others. After waiting, he was finally signed. I wondered... I felt an urge to defeat that lion. He noticed me, and he walked towards me. He introduced himself. He's Leomon. He told me that he's expecting a worthy contender in the tournament, and he felt that I was that person. Now, I knew that I don't feel like joining, since I don't want to be a bodybuilder. But as a wolf in nature, I didn't want to pass off any worthy and/or honorable challenge. I agreed and we both shook hands before I went to line up.
Back at my den, everything felt a new scent. Before, the whole cave beneath the blizzard was just your usual stuff; like books, television, magazines and appliances; but that changed. My training area now has bodybuilding equipment. Like dumbbells and barbells. I breathed in heavily; as I felt like it was an obligation to be in the tournament. I sat down on the bench, and started doing my workout. I knew that it would take a lot of time; before I could become the champion!
Days have passed. I have changed. I'm not the WereGarurumon that you used to know. Today, I don't wear my outfit anymore; Except my light blue briefs. Yeah, I still have the dog tags. I got myself new piercings as well. I now have five earrings to my left ear and two to my right ear; both of my dark blue nipples are pierced. I also added some scars to my left pectoral & my left muscular pectoral. I looked at the mirror and did some poses. Yeah, I can be the king of the competition. That was weird, I never thought about it; it was as if I became addicted on being muscular. How strange!
My close friend Agumon asked me on how I felt. Actually, I digivolved into something unique. I told him. When I was doing a most vigorous workout; my body got more slimmer! Something happened. My muscles started to burst out and well, everything changed! I digivolved. None of my old clothes didn't fit me anymore. I was ready for the fight!
When I entered the tournament hall, I saw many other male Digimon wearing diffrent colored briefs and with bulging bodies. I saw an ExVeemon wearing red briefs and with not only a X scar, but more scars were added to his body. I saw a WarGreymon without his armor. I even saw a Zudomon who changed his hammer for a barbell. The one that took me the most was Leomon. I knew he was muscular before but now, he's like a model! He added peircings to his ears, nose, nipples and his right eyebrow. Not to mention his battle scars on his chest, his black wrist bands, anklet bands and his gold briefs. He was standing out! A real hard lump was stuck in my throat; and now I was seeing how the tournament would get fierce.
However, little did I know what the heck this show off competition is all about!
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Comments
Tanooki John Says:
Im not a fan of Digimon, but you seem to be improving on your fan-fic. I got your PM about it too. But you like what you like to make a fan fic of, keep it up. Gives more life to our favorite things in the world.