
…Siroccodramon!!!
The all-encompassing light around them seemed to crystallize, then shatter apart. With an almost seismic ‘THUMP’ they land on the grassy terrain, dizzy and more than a little disoriented!
“Ooooh… Siroccodramon’s head feel fuuuuuzzy!”
One of their big paws rises up and kneads at their temples. Weird. Had they always had horns like that?
Siroccodramon rumbles and opens his eyes. They were… bigger! Way bigger! So much so that he had absolutely burst through his clothes! Oh well… Siroccodramon dunno why silly Hu-mons even WORE clothes!
“Heeeee! Guilmon think we evolved!! Hmm…. wait, where Tamer?” He turns his head, casting his gaze around for the familiar little fluff who he loved to follow around, and knew so many games and cool things and had food…
Foooood… Siroccodramon could feel his big snout beginning to water. He knew exactly where the picnic basket was, too! And how to make all kinds of yummy things for his Digimon!
He is about to get up when he notices a tiny, ruined device at his feet. It crackles with electricity, a big word flashing on its screen before the LEDs give out completely. Digivice was important! Let Digimon evolve and be connected to their Tamers! Maybe that would be how they turned back… er, De-Digivolved. Whatever!
“Mmmh! Siroccodramon figure that out later! For now, huuuungry!”
The enormous dino rolled onto his hind legs. Weird! He had a tail since the day he was born, but now it just felt strange. Each sway altered his balance so drastically, making things considerably more complicated. He takes an experimental step forward, overcompensating for the added weight and nearly tumbling backwards. Another experimental step… this time huffing as he holds his tail too low and scrapes it along the icky grass.
Just then his nostrils flared. The enticing scent of… cakes. Bread! Carrots! All sorts of things Siroccodramon just loooooved to eat! With a yearning growl, he turns on his heel and quickly stampedes off in the direction of that tasty aroma. It seemed to be coming from a familiar picnic basket!
Too fixated on it’s deliciousness, he expertly whips his tail around himself and parks on the metal picnic table, flattening it completely.
Oh well! Didn’t care! All that running and wrestling and playing had left him famished! Siroccodramon claps his paws, right foot thumping merrily on the ground as he digs in
“Yaaaaay!! Lunchtime!!”
Ahhhh!!!
Am big, dumb dino sweetheart!! Bring me your carbs, for they are evil and must be destroyed! X3
Such a COOL fucking melding of Growlmon and my hare’s features! Those clothes stood NO chance against our might! And girth… ^^;;;
Go Fave the original Here!
Art by
the-B3ing
The all-encompassing light around them seemed to crystallize, then shatter apart. With an almost seismic ‘THUMP’ they land on the grassy terrain, dizzy and more than a little disoriented!
“Ooooh… Siroccodramon’s head feel fuuuuuzzy!”
One of their big paws rises up and kneads at their temples. Weird. Had they always had horns like that?
Siroccodramon rumbles and opens his eyes. They were… bigger! Way bigger! So much so that he had absolutely burst through his clothes! Oh well… Siroccodramon dunno why silly Hu-mons even WORE clothes!
“Heeeee! Guilmon think we evolved!! Hmm…. wait, where Tamer?” He turns his head, casting his gaze around for the familiar little fluff who he loved to follow around, and knew so many games and cool things and had food…
Foooood… Siroccodramon could feel his big snout beginning to water. He knew exactly where the picnic basket was, too! And how to make all kinds of yummy things for his Digimon!
He is about to get up when he notices a tiny, ruined device at his feet. It crackles with electricity, a big word flashing on its screen before the LEDs give out completely. Digivice was important! Let Digimon evolve and be connected to their Tamers! Maybe that would be how they turned back… er, De-Digivolved. Whatever!
“Mmmh! Siroccodramon figure that out later! For now, huuuungry!”
The enormous dino rolled onto his hind legs. Weird! He had a tail since the day he was born, but now it just felt strange. Each sway altered his balance so drastically, making things considerably more complicated. He takes an experimental step forward, overcompensating for the added weight and nearly tumbling backwards. Another experimental step… this time huffing as he holds his tail too low and scrapes it along the icky grass.
Just then his nostrils flared. The enticing scent of… cakes. Bread! Carrots! All sorts of things Siroccodramon just loooooved to eat! With a yearning growl, he turns on his heel and quickly stampedes off in the direction of that tasty aroma. It seemed to be coming from a familiar picnic basket!
Too fixated on it’s deliciousness, he expertly whips his tail around himself and parks on the metal picnic table, flattening it completely.
Oh well! Didn’t care! All that running and wrestling and playing had left him famished! Siroccodramon claps his paws, right foot thumping merrily on the ground as he digs in
“Yaaaaay!! Lunchtime!!”
Ahhhh!!!
Am big, dumb dino sweetheart!! Bring me your carbs, for they are evil and must be destroyed! X3
Such a COOL fucking melding of Growlmon and my hare’s features! Those clothes stood NO chance against our might! And girth… ^^;;;
Go Fave the original Here!
Art by

Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Digimon
Size 1200 x 675px
File Size 970.4 kB
Season 3 was the best of the Digimon seasons, I think. The tamers could have a much more direct effect on their partner's battle effectiveness and then they gained the ability to merge with their partner's with Biomergeing giving them an even more direct hand in how well their partners did. I mean think about how powerful they were once biomerged together! They had the power to stand up against what was basically the gods of the digital world and actually pose a threat to them. That was something the one sovereign ended up learning firsthand with their bigoted and hateful attitude. I mean come on punk you are trying to kill children. Children who truly care about your world as well as their own. After all what good is a friend if they never can go home again because it got destroyed by some ancient program that has gone rouge and mutated?
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