<div class="floatright">(http://i63.tinypic.com/vpbtqq.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>. Kayla Hamilton<br/><strong>Time</strong>. Got no clue<br/><strong>Location</strong>:  Unknown, Crystal Lake<br/><strong>Doing</strong>:  Beating a bully senseless<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Pokomon, open<br/><strong>Warnings</strong>:  None yet<br/><br/><strong>"Huh."</strong>Kayla said aloud when she saw the oddest thing she had ever seen in her life.  She had seen some strange things before, what person hadn't at her age, but seeing a talking plant...thing with a rather pretty flow on its head, and a little yellow and scarlet eared ball of fur tumblling down towards the lake definitely shot up to the top of her list of oddities.  She had to blink and shake her head, unbelieving what her grey eyes were telling her, but when the plant looking creature raised a clawed hand to strike at the furry creature with an all too intelligent shout in English of all things, Kayla forgot her momentary confusion in favor of remembering why she had ran towards the lake, and thus, the screaming as she had in the first place.<strong>"Hey, weed face!"</strong>Kayla shouted out before fishing out the first of her stones.  With an easy flick of her wrist, the rock sailed towards the talking plant and slammed between the creature's eyes, immediately drawing its attention to her.<strong>"I don't know what your problem is you oversized freak of flora, but you got about ten seconds to get away from that furball before I start doing more than throw rocks at you."</strong>Kayla hissed, knowing a bully when she saw one as she made it a point glare down her nose at the Palmon, as the plant was quick to correct her with a rage filled shout.<strong>"Palmon huh?  I prefer oversized weed, because only a pathetic weed picks on the weak!"</strong><br/><br/>"I am not a weed!"  Palmon shouted back before extending several vine like tendrils in Kayla's direction.  Despite the strange attack, and the equally strange creature behind it, Kayla nimbly dodged to the side, her right hand already in the motion of throwing another rock.  Once more, Palmon's head was tossed backward, only this time, the plant creature was forced back a step because Kayla had thrown her projectile with a lot more force than the first one.<br/><br/><strong>"I can do this all day!"</strong>Kayla growled out as Palmon recovered, only to stagger when a second slammed into the right side of her head this time.  Having gotten the hint that her claws were bigger than her own, Palmon staggered and stumbled away, but Kayla's anger had been kicked into high gear, and she didn't let the Palmon escape without one last rock into her backside.  The plant Digimon yelped and jumped as the last of Kayla's rocks found its mark directly on her tail bone.  Only after the weedy bully was gone did the human turn to the strange, furry creature, and she let her earlier confusion take hold once more.<strong>"Okay, I saved your life, and if you're like anything like that thing, that means you can talk to right?  If so, I sincerely hope you can explain where the Hell I am and how I got here.  That's assuming I'm not just going insane and all this is some kind of hallucination."</strong>Kayla stated, making it clear with her tone of voice alone that she really was not in the mood for games.  Of course, her rather passionate demonstration against the Palmon would have told Pokomon that in spades on its own.