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except someone at marvel with fucking balls of steel and the biggest brain in the known universe made the alien look... actually alien

would end. Bad guy gets up, draws

a weapon, and PANG!

I can't believe I actually forgot this was an option.

To clarify for various replies on this, Digimon have branching evolution trees that vary in every new game, series or virtual pet. These all have evolutions that "make more sense" as well and a Digimon with a human partner specifically will keep cycling through the same evolutions that become its personal defaults. But, their evolution is mainly based on the Digimon's experiences and personality. A Digimon can become literal garbage because they're comfy that way but more often because they gave up on life or for some reason they just felt like they deserved it (😢😢😢) ...in the virtual pets it can happen when you, as their designated human partner (not owner or trainer like in pokemon; your digimon is your equal), just let them neglect hygiene and exercise.

So basically you might simply be such a big piece of shit, that's what your digimon friend turns into. And maybe it even evolves from a piece of shit to rotten garbage because you continue to be two useless slobs together for years and years. Just a couple scumbag roommates who play Xbox and watch dirty anime and chug monster energy all day. But ONE day ...one day you piss off a dinosaur made of guns (which is another real digimon) and it's about to liquify you with a million bullets in one nanosecond, and suddenly your stinking sewage roommate realizes in that moment that you're its entire world, all your good times together flash before its eyes, the beautiful lifetime of baja blasts and hentai gaming streams I guess, and a glowing light envelops it and suddenly the dinosaur bullets are all deflected in an instant by this mysterious beautiful rose woman seemingly out of nowhere.

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Even less fun (it only happened once) was when the bracer (guard) wasn't high enough on my forearm and a bit of flesh got viciously pinched between the released bowstring and the upper end of the bracer.

I got a purple blood-blister the size of a small grape, surrounded by a bruise that turned some amazing colours before it went away, and learned two very important lessons.

Don't do that again.