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Sun, Sea, and...Ogremon?
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Post by chibineko on Feb 10, 2016 15:35:17 GMT
Haruka took in a deep breath of that ocean air. It filled her lungs and made her smile. Ahh...the beach. She had only been to a beach on other time, for a school trip. She loved it. The warm sun on her skin, the gentle sound of the waves, and the feel of the sand beneath her feet. Those feelings were almost completely replicated here on this beach and that made Haruka very happy.
She looked around, wanting to see who else was enjoying the beach today. Some ways off she could make out several different humans, some of whom had partners, on land and others in the water. Near the more shallow end of the water, a family of Kamemon and ChibiKamemon swam together. Closer inland, a couple of Burgermon were setting up a stand for burgers. Haruka smiled, reminded of the family run takoyaki stands in her hometown during festivals. She knew where she'd be getting her late lunch now.
Yukine came into her line of vision as the Kyaromon unrolled a beach towel. "Why does the sand have to stick in my fur..." Yukine grumbles. Haruka giggled. Yukine had become so picky about her grooming recently, it was quite funny. Yukine rolled her eyes and lay down on the towel, basking in the sun and making a purring sound.
Haruka decided to join her partner and sat down on the towel, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her skin. She was wearing a two piece pink frilled swim suit and a light hoodie jacket over it. Haruka closed her eyes and sighed happily. "It's so peaceful here. I'm glad we came..." She murmured.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2016 2:54:34 GMT
Nikumo was still getting a bit used to the Digital World, it only been about... a week or so since she, Haruto and Solace had first arrived. Since then, it's been a bit of a juggle between real life and the Digital World, but she found the Digital World to be very vivid and unique, enough to make each visit very much not a chore. Least travel was quick via Trailmon... so she's had more freedom with experimenting some of the more tame locales of the Digital World (with a bit of guidance from Yvonne.)
Today was a bit of a weird one... Nikumo normally was not one to be interested in beaches, but when said beach was a tourist attraction in a alternate dimension, it was a bit too much to just merely ignore. The young woman and her two partners, a BlackKudamon and Chromiamon walked across the sands of the beach, taking some time to try and find a spot on the beach for themselves. In a way, Nikumo felt a bit like a fish out of water... perhaps since besides a few humans here and there, most of the population of the beach was consisting of various Digimon, both large and small.
Finally arriving at a nice shady spot, Nikumo took a moment to put down two duffel bags, both filled with an assortment of supplies, including a fresh pair of clothes. The girl was dressed in a black tank top, wearing a pair of blue boardshorts. Not quite standard swimwear for a young woman, but the girl had a bit of a vendetta towards some of the more... skimpy swimwear that she's seen in the past. Perhaps it was out of jealousy in that she lacked the... assets to really wear such well, or perhaps just she didn't exactly care to basically display herself like a sign at Las Vegas. Point is, it wasn't her style.
As her tamer began to set some blankets down in the shade, Valerie excitedly began pacing, waiting to get the word that she could go and jump into the water. She has never seen the ocean before... so she was excited about going swimming eventually. "Oooh... I can't wait to start swimming Nikky! I've always wanted to learn how!" She'd then glance at her sister, noting the rather bored looking frown on the Chromiamon's face. "Yvvy! You wanna go get in the water with me?"
Yvonne did poorly to hide her preference on the matter, her frown for a moment becoming a bit sharper. "I... would prefer to pass. I'll just sit in the shade." She'd politely deject the offer. Her sister was a sweet girl... but she just felt no desire to get herself wet right now, and neither did Nikumo. Just being able to relax in this enviroment was honestly good enough already. "How about you go on without us? Perhaps you could..." The Rookie level glanced at the scene before her, nothing but sand and the sea. "Perhaps you should build a sand castle? A glorious sand castle from which you can rule this beach from." She'd say, hoping that if Valerie had something to do, the BlackKudamon wouldn't bother her as much.
"Do I get an army?" The Virus attribute would ask, her head tilting in curiosity.
Yvonne sighed some. "SURE. Let's go with that."
The BlackKudamon seemed to be satisfied hearing that answer. Who knew you could get an army just by making a castle? Well what the hell was she standing here for?! She needed to get started! "Yeah! World domination!" Valerie would squee as she ran off, finding a good spot to start her empire.
Nikumo couldn't help but be a bit silent during the conversation, a look of concern on her face as Valerie ran off to go do her own thing. "You SURE she'll be okay? She doesn't seem particularly... bright." She would say, expressing her concern for the younger of the two siblings' safety as she put on a bit of sunblock.
"Yes... but she's not in our hair for right now." The Chromiamon would muse before laying down backfirst on a towel, she already attempting to shut her eyes some.
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Post by Emiko Nakamura on Feb 12, 2016 1:50:26 GMT
Emiko was enjoying the early afternoon the best way she could, laying in the sand with no obligations whatsoever! Her husband was out of town for a conference, so she decided to lazy it up in the digital world. The best place to do nothing, of course, was the beach.
In her ever fashionable sense, Emiko was with the season. A feather blue two piece with a violet skirt. The bikini top was outlined in a white, which complimented the tone of her skin. Although Emiko is a fan of having her hair down, she decided today to pull it in a ponytail, leaving one strand out in front. However simple she is, she must be fashionable. To finish the look, she sported round sunglasses with a baby blue outline. Always being a trend setter.
With limbs stretched out and sinking into the sand, Emiko looked up at the clouds drifting about in the digital world. She took in everything and processed the weird events happening the past few weeks. First, her brother-in-law moved in with Emiko and her husband after a rather upsetting chain of events. Second, she discovers this weird device in her home. Lastly, and most importantly, Emiko and her brother-in-law have what are called digivices, which are linked to digimon and this digital world.
Emiko squirmed around and saw all the tamers with their digimon. "Ahh...Wish I had a squishy little mon to keep me company. Oh well, the sun's my friend today!" She smiles to herself as the sun shines on her. Maybe she'll get a tan? Hopefully not! That would be hard to explain in the winter back home!
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Post by Tadashi Tenkuji on Feb 13, 2016 1:11:38 GMT
Tadashi steps onto the beach with a smile, taking in the view. It's a nice day, exactly as Flamemon predicted it'd be. The teen opted to wear a pair of black board shorts and a matching tank top, with sandals and mirrored shades. Time for a day off from dance practice, and Digimon hunting. He finds a nice patch of sand and kicks his shoes off, luxuriating in the sensation of the warm sand on his bare feet.
“R-reload, M-Mercurymon,”
He raises his Digivice, and summons the green and silver entity with a flash of light. They exchange a brief nod, before the Digimon plods a few feet away and sits down to...uh. Sunbathe? With its metal skin. Of course.
Flamemon isn't far behind, the little imp bouncing down onto the beach and immediately rolling across the sand like a three year old. Tadashi sits down and lies back with a sigh, ready to work on his tan. Nice peaceful day with his Digimon on the beach? What could go wrong?
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Post by Bonetrousled? on Feb 13, 2016 7:19:36 GMT
Such a nice, peaceful day. A shame it wouldn't last.
On the beach, in a prime position to catch some great rays, sat a run-down little shack. Other than the windows, which were filed down to look like angry eyes, and the big, muscled arms lovingly painted on the building's sides, it looked rather broken down and poorly maintained. Muffled screaming seemed to be coming from the insides, but it was nothing loud enough to be overly disruptive. That is, of course, until a large, green foot smashed right through the "door" made of 2x4s and plywood. With an explosive crash the door swung open, revealing the source of the screaming.
Horrible music began pouring through the doors and windows, sounding like a broken drum machine, an out-of-tune electric guitar, and a death metal singer with laryngitis were fighting over who could make the most noise at once. An Ogremon proudly dragged a large boombox onto the beach, sending younger Digimon scattering away in fear of the sudden noise. Behind him, a Fugamon dragged out a large picnic table, meat so raw it looked almost bloodied piled to the heavens on top of it. Finally came a Hyogamon, dragging three volleyball nets behind it. Needless to say, the trio was starting to take up lots of space very quickly.
Between the ear-grating music and the constant laughter of the Ogremon trio, the quiet, peaceful atmosphere of the beach became an absolute mess.
"Wahahaha! Surfing competition this evening, boyos?"
"You kidding me? If I've gotta put up with you cheating at that one more time, I'm gonna club you upside the head!"
"It's not cheating, it's getting creative! Unless you're gonna call setting traps under the volleyball net cheating too."
"Aw, c'mon, Hy! That's different and we all know it!"
"Will you two shut your traps? I'm trying to listen to my tunes here!
We'll settle this during the pose-off, okay?"
"Yeah, of course you're gonna say that. You always win the pose-off."
"Maybe 'cause he's always judging the pose-off."
"I can't help being the brains of the operation, now, can I?"
They walked as the talked, setting up their three volleyball nets in a triangular pattern. An ogre stood behind each net, with Fugamon setting up an earthen pillar between the nets to eliminate any gap. Ogremon produced the "ball"; a strange, pink Digimental. He wound up his arm as everyone got in position, preparing to give the egg a big smack.
Immediately, Hyogamon had Fugamon slipping over an iced-up puddle, while Fugamon had given Hyogamon a bad case of the hot-foot. The two hopped around and hobbled in pain, making it trivially easy for Ogremon to fling the egg into the air and spike it right into Fugamon's face. Hyogamon pointed and laughed, only to quickly duck a wildly-flung fireball from the irritable shaman. It went sailing into the distance, thankfully harmlessly hitting the ocean instead of striking any beachgoers.
Judging by the very wide berth being given to these clowns, it was clear this wasn't the first time they hijacked the beach like this. |
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Post by chibineko on Feb 14, 2016 1:53:34 GMT
Yukine's ears twitched as she heard scuffling in the sand nearby. She looked around and saw a BlackKudamon putting it's all into building a sandcastle and muttering about an army. She quirked an eyebrow. "What in the world is that Digimon doing..." She muttered. Haruka looked over then back at her partner and smiled. "Why dont you go ask? It wouldnt hurt to make a new friend." Yukine shifted uncomfortably. She wasnt good at making friends...but since her partner suggested it...
Yukine got up and walked over to the BlackKudamon. "Hello. I'm Yukine. What are you doing?" So it was a bit more blunt than conversational but Yukine wasnt used to this sort of thing. Suddenly Yukine felt a sort of.....humming. Something was calling to her. She looked to Haruka but Haruka was walking towards the Burgermon's food stand. She better get Yukine one....no, focus! Yukine kept looking around and then she heard it.... That awful noise that seemed like it was trying but failing desperately to be music. Yukine's ears pinned back and she found the source of the noise....and the humming. It was coming from a group playing some odd form of volleyball with something pink as the ball. Yukine stared at it.
Haruka was halfway to the food stall when the noise started. She clapped her hands to her ears and winced. It was quite painful. She looked around for the source and saw several tall Digimon playing a strange version of beach volleyball. She walked over to them. "Excuse me, please. Can you turn down your music? It's hurting my ears and my head. I would very much appreciate it." Haruka smiled at them.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 17:37:03 GMT
It didn't take long for Valerie to start to build something out of the sand of the beach. There wasn't much finesse put into the design of said sandcastle, but it certainly was favoring durability over prettiness. It was barely over 2 feet tall at the moment, but the Virus attribute had plans to expand it greatly. As the BlackKudamon paused to admire her otherwise shabby work, she noticed someone approaching.
A small Kyaromon approached the Virus attribute and her sand castle. In all honesty, Valerie wasn't much bigger than the little In-Training... and honestly, the sight of the young Digimon actually made her squee internally. The kuda gitsune Digimon quickly climbed down, a friend smile on her face. "Heya! Name's Valerie! I'm making a sandcastle! Gotta make it bigger though... I won't be happy till I get this baby into the sky!" She then took a brief moment to glance around the beach. "Wonder if I'll need more sand..."
As the Virus attribute debated if they were going to have get more sand somehow, both she and the Kyaromon seemed to notice some noise off in the distance. Looked like some weird Digimon were coming by... wonder why everyone else seemed to be moving away? Was it the music? She honestly didn't really mind it actually... she had horrible taste in music anyway! Regardless, she'd go back to adding more and more to the pile of sand that was her "sandcastle".
Nikumo and Yvonne on the otherhand stared at the extremely brash and loud trio of Champion levels as they began to move into the beach. "God... are those three deaf or something? I can hear that crap all the way from here." The nineteen year old would complain as she sat up from the beach towel she was on, rubbing her eyes now that her nap was ruined by the loud ruckus. Of COURSE there were going to be jocks... how irritating. Even in this world, there were people who were inconsiderate of others.
The Chromiamon scowled at the loud trio of Oni Digimon, groaning out of irritation. Did they have ANYTHING better to do then be stupid? Their mere presense already was making this little trip to the beach 50 percent less enjoyable. Out of irritation, the Rookie level ripped out two pieces of the wool around her neck, she shoving them into her ears. Aaa... sweet relief.
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Post by Emiko Nakamura on Feb 16, 2016 11:24:48 GMT
All was well until the trio of ogres showed up. Emiko was almost ready to pass out when that terrible music started to play. It was beyond her that people actually enjoyed that Etemon album! (Emiko was very into digimon culture and looked up the album, her poor eardrums!)
The woman looked over at the three, lowering her sunglasses ever so slightly. Well, they were obnoxious, but discomfort and harm are very different. She sighed, it's a public beach, so people could do whatever they want. Emiko was about to lay back down when she saw the fireball fly across the ocean. Now that's a different story.
Standing up, Emiko did not looked pleased as she walked over to the bullies. She saw Haruka asking them to turn down the music, so no need to be redundant. "Hey. Who threw the fireball?" Her tone was deeper and less friendly than normal, of course. Emiko also removed her sunglasses to reveal an icy stare at them.
Emiko crossed her arms and waited for a reply, her skirt ruffling in the wind.
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Post by Tadashi Tenkuji on Feb 18, 2016 22:40:41 GMT
Tadashi barely closes his eyes before deafening music and fireballs start. Oooooof course they do. He sighs and sits up, peering over the top of his shades. Three pretty big Digimon, hm? He's momentarily reminded of some of the kids who bullied him when he was younger. Lovely.
He gets to his feet, and walks across the warm sand to see what's going on. Several other humans have gathered around, so at least he isn't alone. Flamemon continues to roll around in the background, but at least Mercurymon joins him! Yeah! Worst comes to it, they can always try to tilt Mercurymon at such an angle that the Ogres are momentarily dazed and blinded!
Yeah! Best plan.
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Post by Bonetrousled? on Feb 21, 2016 5:28:50 GMT
The Ogres barely noticed everyone crowding around them. They were far too busy having a high stakes game of volleyball, which quickly devolved into a round of all-star tag-team ogre wrestling. A bit of scolding was hard to notice over the sound of meaty fists making contact with rather hollow skulls. Eventually, though, the angry glares and angrier-yet words began to sink into their thick skulls. They looked at the humans, Hyogamon's head still wrapped in a Fugamon headlock. Then they began to laugh, Hyogamon cringing a little from his brother guffawing right into his ear but laughing nontheless.
"Hey, boyos! You hear that? These chumps think they can tell us what to do on our beach!"
Hyogamon crouched down slightly, his voice taking a turn for the condescending as he began to explain to the humans.
"You see, you've got little baby ears. But us Ogremon have big, tough ears! We gotta turn our music up really, really loud so we can hear! And we ain't missing the newest Ogrecore album."
"Bloody Fist of the Beast King! Love this song!" Fugamon turned the radio up for emphasis, a guttural voice belting out increasingly incomprehensible lyrics.
Then the matter of the fireball came up. Something about Emiko's sternness made them drop their bravado slightly, and immediately they all pointed to each other.
"Don't look at me! I'm the ice guy!"
"If you didn't dodge it, it wouldn't go sailing off like that!"
"Well, maybe you just need better aim, you bonehead!"
It looked dangerously close to the Ogres bursting out into another punch-off, but Ogremon slammed the other two's heads into each other and turned to address the humans more properly.
"Look, this one's ours and that's that. Unless, of course, you wanted to make a wager for it." He smirked slightly as he picked up the strange, egg-like object by his feet. "We have ourselves a little Bash on the Beach. If you can beat us in three contests of strength, we'll piss off. Bit of beach volleyball's first on the list. But you've got another thing coming if you think you can even match the-"
The brothers rushed to each other's sides. Fugamon flexed both arms inwards and leaned forward, bulging his neck muscles out for the audience's (dis)pleasure. "AMAZING"
Hyogamon struck what could only be described as a Hulk Hogan pose, standing tall with his arm extended above Fugamon. "OGREMON"
Finally came Ogremon, bouncing his pecs rhythmically as he held his arms high above his head. With that, their needlessly overelaborate team pose was finished. "BROTHERS!" |
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Post by chibineko on Feb 22, 2016 4:23:05 GMT
Yukine stopped listening and ran over to the where her tamer was. "Haruka!" She hissed. "What are you doing?!" She growled glaring at the trio. Haruka looked down and patted the Kyaromon's head. "It's okay, it's okay." She murmured then looked up as two people joined her. One was a teenager guy with a tall green digimon that looked like a robot with mirrors on its arms. The other was a woman slightly older than Haruka, who didnt seem to have a digimon partner.
She and Yukine clapped their hands/paws over their ears as a louder song came on. "Ugh! Turn it off you creeps!" Yukine yelled, growling louder. She stiffened when the green one picked up the pink egg like thing. That was the thing that was calling to her. "Haruka! Haruka!" She whispered in hushed tones. Haruka looked down. "That egg thing. I have a strong feeling that you're supposed to have it. That's supposed to be yours!" Yukine murmured in hushed, excited tones.
Haruka looked at the egg ball thing with ears. She didn't feel any pulling sensation from the thing, but she trusted her partner. When the green one suggested the tests of strength, she frowned. She wasnt very athletic...but if Yukine insisted that they needed that...thing, well then that's what they're going to do!
"I accept your challenge." Haruka said. They were going to take that ball, even if they had to run away in the middle of the game. Yukine nodded and glared at the trio, determined to get that egg/ball.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2016 23:42:56 GMT
When Kyaromon was quick to run off towards a girl who was starting to bash on some weird Ogremon and his brothers, Valerie idly tilted her head, unsure of what was going on. Curiosity did get the better of her though, the BlackKudamon abandoning her little sand castle endeavor and following. Was something wrong? Oh wait... she DID remember seeing a fireball thrown into the ocean, but she was too occupied building her sandcastle. Whoops.
When the trio of oni Digimon began to make excuses about that rocking music they had, the Rookie level was almost offended to hear that. Her ears weren't baby ears! She could hear it just fine! "I don't got baby ears! I'm as big and tough as you guys are!" The BlackKudamon would yell out, she taking a deep breath and attempting to pose and show off her non-existant muscles. Coming from a Digimon that looked like a furry black sausage, it looked more goofy than intimidating.
Ooh... a challenge? A competitive-look in the Virus Digimon's eyes lit up, she staring at the three Oni Digimon. Call it either guts or stupidity, but there was a burning fire in Valerie's heart, one that takes any and every challenge thrown her way.
Excitedly, he crawled up to the Kyaromon's tamer, she poking her leg some. "Can I help miss? I want to show how tough I am too!" She'd eagerly say, a determined smirk on the kuda gitsune Digimon's face. She then glanced at the pretty lady and the guy with the walking mirror Digimon who were in the sidelines, she waving at them. "Yo! You wanna come too?!" She'd yell out, hoping that some more peeps come and help them out. They'll be a team of beach badasses by the time they are through with this! Shame Nikky and Yvvy didn't seem to be anywhere nearby... then again, Yvvy's kind of a butt.
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Post by Emiko Nakamura on Feb 23, 2016 15:29:58 GMT
Emiko was instantly pleased at the respect that the Ogremon brothers gave her. Always good for the ego, but it was probably the bathing suit. Some digimon are just like the Japanese businessmen. She wasn't going to let that soothe her though. Slowly she walked up the group, "Oho, that sounds like fun. I accept."
Holding her digivice to the sky, Emiko yelled out, "Harmonize! Spirit Evolution!"
A burst of purple light surrounded her, as she revealed her new form, "Kazemon!"
She wasn't going to play fair, of course. Nor did she expect her opponents to as well. She looked at the humans and smiled, "Let's end this quick. Then we can go back to working on our tans!" Emiko was a little more playful as Kazemon.
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Post by Tadashi Tenkuji on Feb 25, 2016 19:01:48 GMT
"Far be it for me to overstep my position, my Lord, but perhaps we should assist these people in ridding the area of these uncouth louts,"
Tadashi blinks and eyes Mercurymon. Well...volleyball sounds better than a fight today. He wants to avoid anything too stressful, and beach games are a good way to avoid that. Plus it doesn't seem like Flamemon is going to be joining them any time soon, so...a battle is out of the question right now. "Alright, w-w-we're in,"
Mercurymon takes a step forward, ready to engage these heathen fools in the battle of the ages!
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Post by Bonetrousled? on Mar 5, 2016 2:55:11 GMT
The Ogres didn't even notice the ulterior moment's in the game's acceptance. They were far too busy looking at the weird flexing ferret thing and laughing. On one hand, they didn't seem to be treating the BlackKudamon with any seriousness whatsoever. On the other hand, they couldn't help but love it's moxie. The same applied to seeing the scary lady getting into a more combat-ready form. There were some really spirited people on this beach! Usually whenever the terrible trio challenged someone to a Bash at the Beach, they just kind of ran away screaming. This was going to be their most entertaining battle yet.
"Wahahahahaha! You're on, punks!" the Ogremon cheered, his joy at the situation hard to hide. "Oi! You loiterers! What're you waiting for? Set up the net already!" At their brother's request Fugamon and Hyogamon ran off, setting up a one-sided net instead of their usual triangular formation. They stood on one side, and waited for their assembled company to get to the other.
There was a relaxing breeze in the air, although it may or may not had been the icy winds spewing from Hyogamon's gaping maw. The sun was beating down on the sand to bring it to a pleasing warmth, although the fireworks Fugamon was shooting into the air sure as heck contributed. The smell of delicious meat would've completed the beautiful beachtime imagery, but by then Ogremon had scoffed it all down in a few ravenous bites. All of the senses were being pleased today, with the exception of the horrible grating music the brothers seemed insistent on not turning off. Well, you can't win everything, at least. Amidst this pleasant scene, the showdown of showdowns was about to go down. Hyogamon gripped the Digimental in his hand, ready to kick off the main event.
"Get ready to eat our dust, losers!"
Serve! Hyogamon whacked the ball high into the air with a slam of his meaty fist. Set! Fugamon whipped out his club and smashed the Digimental with all of his might, sending it sailing into the air. As it was sent spiraling skywards, the two brothers got to work. They ran to opposite ends of the court, aiming their clubs at the sands below.
"Slip and Slide!"
"Hot Foot!"
Half the field turned slick with ice, making running far more difficult. The other half became wrapped in tiny tongues of flame, harmless but making standing far harder. As the traps were set Ogreman leaped high into the air, prepared to meet the Digimental head-on.
"SERVE!"
By that I mean literally head-on. The Ogremon smashed the egg with a vicious headbutt, sending it hurtling to the ground below at speeds dangerously unsafe for the average human. Thankfully, these weren't humans. These were Digimon. Lets see what kind of tricks out heroes have up their sleeves!
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