[4:47:15 AM] DarkMew: "St-Stay away." He said flatly, he was trembling where he'd been forced to a stop, "You look nothing like them." He breathed heavily, still backing off steps from the digimon as if he thought distance would help him. Either way it made him feel slightly more secure. "What do you want now?"
[4:49:29 AM] Anon Ceroshan: She smirks.  "The digital world has a way of changing you....altering your existence."  She said.  "I am no more human than you are anymore....little spirit of water.   I know what question llingers in your heart, borne from the freedom of flight.  You wonder...what would it be to be digimon...its a question you all wish an answer to.  Well...I have that answer."

Suddenly you feel a tremendous sensation...your digivice is going wild.  Lamnimon cries out.  "I...I cant stop her...and then..."  (You can pick any digimon, anyone you wish to become, and you can choose to describe the change, and I add an addendum, or I can describe the change.)
[5:05:41 AM] DarkMew: Alex didn't have much time at all to allow him to prepare, he barely laid his hand on his digivice before it began. By the time he did, black talons had begun to grow around  where he had clutched it, his fingernails had become long, black, and only pushed out longer now, sharper. Dark, burgundy feathers covered his hands, sprouding in and growing longer to cover more of his arms. His heart was pounding, from his chest and underneath his clothing similar feathers began to spread, the same burgundy as they covered to his shoulders, down his back... He brought one hand up to the edge of the feathers on his other arm as if trying to stop it, but feathers simply grew in between his digits. Soon he was simply holding, well, his wing again. The lamnimon-like skin up to his shins dried and cracked, becoming a definite yellow, his toes grew longer, webbing disippated and an extra grew in at his heel. Tipped soon with new, but similar talons. The feathers covering most of his bodyn ow began to spread upwards, white from his collar up. They grew in especially thick around his neck, but soon became sleek again. Hair faded inwards, only to be replaced by newly sprouting white feathers. Of course his face wasn't all-white, red feathers grew in markings adorning his features. Mouth hardened, pushing forwards into a beak, pointed at the tip, his nose merged too into the new beak, remaining high. He was panting after the... Stressful change, now-sharper eyes wide as he looked to himself.
[5:12:00 AM] Anon Ceroshan: His form was altered....but in that alteration there was a difference this time.  He didn't feel lamnimon at all.  No presence, no power, just a still beating heart...wait...it didn't feel right.  Touching his chest..he didn't feel a heartbeat...he felt something similar to a tingle...a warmth of living energy like what would be described as static electricity.  Being of human stock once...he would know this feeling was wrong...this body was wrong.

Yet it wasn't...it was him, and as he stared, his digivice crumbled to ash in his hand.  He felt a wrenching in his core now...as that tingle turned to raw power.  IN that moment, he knew...he felt that he was digimon.  That all that made him human was gone.  Despair, anguish...and then...light...warmth...wonder.   What were these feelings that took over?

He saw it now, surrounding him...and then, he saw himself in a strange new place.   This wasn't the islands, or file island.  It was the human world...his home...or what had been his home.  He was sitting in a park, and a little girl, perhaps no older than 16 was staring at him.  "

"What a strange bird..."

Looking up...Alex...might make out her features, she had a warm smile, worried blue eyes and dark brown hair.   She dressed simply, carrying a backpack.   For all the change..for all that he felt, that warmth and wonder suddenly exploded in Alex's heart.  Joy...unbridled joy.   This...human...she belonged to him.  He...to her.

This...this was the heart and soul of a Digimon speaking to him.   The heart and soul of what he was, though the world around him remained hazy
[5:21:07 AM] DarkMew: He was... Partly relieved to be out of there? Seeing the human eased him - No, more than that. Confused as he was, he couldn't help but smile a bit, looking up to the human, he cocked his head a bit. "...Hello?" His voice carried a warmth uncharacteristic for what just happened to him. His worry for lamnimon was still somewhere deep, "Are we...?"
[5:21:32 AM] Anon Ceroshan: (you asking the are we aloud?)
[5:22:02 AM] DarkMew: (Yeah, if that's ok)
[5:22:20 AM] Anon Ceroshan: "Oh!  You talk!"  SHe was surprised..but curious.   "You....what are you...?"
[5:29:23 AM] DarkMew: "I'm... A digimon." He looked down at himself, "I think I'm your partner too?" For as great as this felt he still hesitated doing this, he wondered if this was as right as it felt, but...
[5:30:42 AM] Anon Ceroshan: In saying he was a digimon it felt right, warm...he was a digimon.   The woman stared at him.  "A digimon...my digimon?" You notice she does have a digivie and you feel a power emminating from it...a power connected to you.   You know and feel this is right...yet the lingering doubt remains...you were human....no longer though.  No one would know or even recognize you...
[5:32:10 AM] Anon Ceroshan: "What is a digimon?  What's your name?"  You feel a name is a powerful thing now...
[5:35:53 AM] DarkMew: "I think I am yours... You have a digivice, right?" A flicker of the hesitance of that thought ran across his features, he faltered a bit... "A digimon is digital code given a form..." He looked out past her, at the blurry backdrop, "I don't know if I'm here..." He recovered from that thought, "My name, it's... Alex?" (Add a mon if that's forced there too)
[5:37:35 AM] Anon Ceroshan: (nope not forced)
[5:39:12 AM] Anon Ceroshan: "Alex..." She smiles and rests her hand upon your feathered head.  Her touch...this closeness...it brings that same feeling to your core...it feels so right and yet, the lingering essence of humanity makes it wrong...a chaotic jumbled mess.   "A digimon...my digimon."

Her saying this...brings the truth of it...something in you knows that this is your human, that you would give your life, your all for her.  There is a loyalty unmatched...a love unfaltering.  So this is what a digimon feels.  Its...wonderous.   She smiles and when she smiles, theres something else.  YOu are reminded of lamnimon, of your friends.  They still need your help...
[5:45:27 AM] Anon Ceroshan: (I need to head out but we can continue/conclude later if you like)
[5:45:50 AM] DarkMew: (Sure thing, I'll post this last thing still though, seeya later!)
[5:46:20 AM] DarkMew: He was so conflicted, great pleasure, but... He wasn't himself anymore. He thought of his friends, the world he'd just been ejected from...? "The place I just came from, the Digital World, it's... It's in trouble, the Dark Gears, and..." His head was kind of a mess, "And... What's your name?"
[12:21:42 PM] Anon Ceroshan: evening
[12:22:33 PM] Anon Ceroshan: She looks at him.  "I'm Mina..."  Mina, somehow he knew that name...he knew it belonged to her, to him.  Then he heard something else....a soft voice....it sounded familiar.

"f....ght   it..." It whispered, almost unpalpable
[1:23:42 PM] DarkMew: "Mina...?" He slid off the bench, standing on the... presumably fuzzy ground. "This isn't... right... this isn't right. This isn't me." He looked up at her apologetically. The voice... Maybe lamnimon? He couldn't abandon her now.
[1:24:47 PM] Anon Ceroshan: IT was him though...it felt like him...as much as he had been.   She embraced him.   "You hear someone...don't you..?"  She said, and in her eyes he saw sadness.  Earnesty.   "WHere you are from...it still needs you...doesn't it?"
[1:31:07 PM] Anon Ceroshan: Her saying this brings to truth the harsh reality of your situation....you feel that longing, that pang, and yet...this feels so right.
[1:32:25 PM] DarkMew: "I... I hear someone I know..." He took a step back. "I'm sorry... how did you know?" He reached to the voice, she probably wouldn't respond,  but she has to know he hasn't forgotten... "I'm from... here, this is where I was born... My friends need me, they're in the digi world. " He sighed. "I'm... Really sorry... I can't stay."
[1:34:41 PM] Anon Ceroshan: "The look in your eyes, its just like, I feel it in my heart." S he nods.  "Go to them, Alexmon....Ill be here waiting...if you ever change your mind."

As you realize this...the world, the human world fades.  You are not a hawkmon, you stand as your human self, with Lamnimon potent, powerful in your head.  "Alex...alex!  Fight it, wake up!  we're in trouble here."

So you are, you are held aloft, with an iron claw gripping your throat, and Kuzohonamon grinning with her wild, insane eyes.