MPC 56X WILD CARD/49C INVASION!
Nov 1, 2018 16:42:28 GMT
Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2018 16:42:28 GMT
Bits if you please!
Word count: 1751
It wasn't something that anyone was expecting.
K herself had only come to the human world as of late to check up on a few things; figure out some potential supplies that she could get that the digital world was lacking. After all the humans themselves had some surprising ingunity that she could rely on better than some of those that resided within terminus or whitewater.
But to see something like a Chaosdramon plowing through the side of a building in downtown Shibuya not only brought her focus to the immediate problem that was here. But the fact that this Chaosdramon simply wasn't alone either.
It had friends, a lot of friends. Pouring out of a place she couldn't see. But the thing with the human world is that it had structure, it had places for everything that was in it. The digimon themselves were a threat to that structure if introduced in this fashion.
The renamon could practically taste the fear in the air from the humans in the bus she resided in. It was a rolling fear as they pushed from what side of the bus to the other as a large monster approached it. A simple greymon with scars jutting down one of it's arms. It eyed the inside of the bus like it was considering doing something.
Well K herself wasn't going to let it do that something.
It had maybe two moments to blink before the window exploded outwards full force and it was sent flying backwards from the form that came with that shattering glass. The digimon groggily sat up from the side of the building it had impacted and growled looking for it's attacker.
Billowing cape, blades of silver, a furred but leather clad body. It was a small form to be sure but it was powerful. With a snarl the same greymon charged forward intent on runningg the smaller digimon over. But size did not dictate strength as the now ultimate K met that charge head on blades punching firmly into the Greymon's hands. The roar that followed suit was that of pain one that she noted drew the Ire of the Chaosdramon and a few other lackies.
Snarling in irritation the Shutmon twisted and threw the greymon further down the street. The latter of which let out a surprised yelp at being man handled so easily. The only reason that the shutmon used this form to introduce itself is because the fact there was still humans in the bus. Turning her head back she'd bark at the driver.
"Go!"
The driver of the bus didn't have to be told twice and the screeching of tires brought the attention off of the shutmon for a moment. Charging up it's cannons to fire at the bus which was now trying to retreat only was met with a flying downward kick from the shutmon directly on the top of it's head. Now it was a mega most certainly but that still hurt a little bit. Snarling in irritation it'd swipe at the shutmon who wasn't exactly in the best place to avoid that swipe. Sending her flying back down the street where she'd land quite heavily on the greymon from earlier who was just managing to raise itself from the shutmon's last attack.
Snarling in irritation and pain the t wo of them rolled for a little bit before crashing into another building. Which almost immediately came down on the two of them. The greymon let out a pained whine as the concrete of the building slammed against it's form; the weight more than enough to break through some of it's natural resistance. K herself was doing marginally better as she pushed her way out of the concrete, staring down the street at the chaosdramon. Now surrounded by a gaggle of draconic digimon.
Cracking her neck she'd consider her options. If she went to town here, there'd be much more devastation than a lot of these pups could manage on their own. But there wasn't just a simple paltry few. There was practically an army streaming by; running and taking battles to the streets as tamers, spirit users and their ilk defended their homes. So of course what could she do?
Well for starters she could take out that Chaosdramon and his lackies.
The shutmon walked quietly down the street; feeling the eyes of the chaosdramon lock onto her. It'd let out a hearty chuckle and address her like she was simply a fool trying to fight against the inevitable.
"A single mon without a tamer tryin to fight against the grand ol army? You're a foolish one Wolf."
This brought a thoughtful pause to the shutmon who let out a small chuckle of her own. The surprise plastered on the features of many of the dramon's around the Chaosdramon was something she relished. Perhaps they weren't expecting something like that from someone who was simply dead but walking?
"A single mon yes. But no fool."
"Ye've got no army wolf, no friends here. Yah really think humes will be yer friends?"
"Already have a few and that number is growing every day. But we're not here to talk are we?"
"Tch. You're a right one Wolf. Fore I kill yah, might as well tell yah my name. Gowl the Chaosdramon; cap' of the 3rd regiment."
"K. Knight of the rose."
The chaosdramon's head jerked a little bit in surrpise as the introduction caught him off-guard and after a moment he started laughing. Which was quickly picked up by the other dramon around him.
"Right right! and I'm a demonlord!"
The shutmon paused for a moment and shook her head; the doubt she could feel rolled off as fear started to overtake some of the smaller ones. They had an inkling that she might be telling the truth, but why would someone dedicated to defending the digital world be here of all places?
Spreading her hands outwards the shutmon's form was graced with the gentle light of digivolution. No violence in her step, no hatred in her eyes. Just a simple light, for a simple form. To this place they would need to keep the destruction to an absolute minimum. For order to be here again there needed to be one that could cut through the swaths without risking those in the undertow.
A few moments passed and the Chaosdramon was gifted with a sight few have seen. A single form, tall and true standing against them. Armor as white as the fur that the shutmon had glared angerly in the light. A single blade of energy was drawn and the mega took a step backwards. Shaking it's head the Jesmon pointed forward, the light of digivolution easing off of it a bit, it's colors becoming steady and a touch more harsh.
"Gowl. You and your men will return to the digital world by my blade."
"Screw you dog meat!"
The chaosdramon let out a roar and fired it's cannon's; with a snort the two projectiles were immediately intercepted by the energy blade, cut cleanly in half before detonating harmlessly a not even halfway between the Jesmon and her 'targets'. The blade itself snapped back into the hand of the jesmon with a somewhat contemplative head tilt. She had the option of letting them go, but there was the firm chance that they wouldn't let be.
Rolling her armored shoulders the Jesmon lowered itself a little bit and sprung forward. The smaller dramon scrambling to get out of her way only ended up getting cut into digital ribbons. The Chaosdramon himself firing pointblank at the Jesmon once she got close enough sending her skittering back a good twenty feet or so with a somewhat panicked laugh.
"Weak all of em! But I'm not weak! I'll kill you and then lead the army itself! Yeah!"
"No. No you won't."
The jesmon took a moment and launched herself forward slamming her fist directly into the skull of the digimon in front of her caving it in like one would a foil of popcorn after it had been cooking too long. Following suit did she stab upwards through the chaosdramon's neck, twisting it so that the head popped off when it's supports were cut. A few moments passed before the form in front of her shimmered and swayed before falling into a mix of data and machinery.
"3rd regiment... Probably means there's at least six more. Today is going to be a busy day."
The Jesmon shook her head and slowly raised herself above the cities roofs. There was quite a bit of chaos going around practically everywhere. Rookies and champions filled the streets, being dealt with in some manner or another. Larger clashes between ultimates, megas and such could be seen in the more central points of the cities. She could even see a few super mega bouts high in the sky where blows clashed like distant thunder.
Shaking her head slightly K lowered herself back down to the ground where a few humans were poking awkwardly at some of the unconscious digimon laying in the streets. One of them practically fainted at seeing the large digimon.
"What's the news like? Where's the heaviest fighting?"
"It... It says that downtown is some of the heaviest fighting, lots of it building to building But then there's that up there in the sky... a lot of blue stuff raining down from that."
A single older human addressed her with a mix of awe and respect. K kneeled a little bit and looked them over before giving a somewhat brief nod. She had the inkling that she herself wouldn't be a good hand for getting people evacuated. She'd have to trust the human based organizations for that.
"Thank you elder. Get to safety, see if you can get people away and out of the city."
"N-no thank you miss!"
There was a right chuckle before the Jesmon leaped upwards, towards the fighting in the sky. She didn't know who was what or which side was which, but primarily it seemed to mostly be vagrant digimon fighting against tamers. She'd have to read what was going on before making a dedicated choice. She wanted to help the humans get the order they desperately needed back... But a single question was something that she always seemed to be asking herself.
Just how far could she push herself for this place?
And her answer was always the same.
As far as she could.
Word count: 1751
It wasn't something that anyone was expecting.
K herself had only come to the human world as of late to check up on a few things; figure out some potential supplies that she could get that the digital world was lacking. After all the humans themselves had some surprising ingunity that she could rely on better than some of those that resided within terminus or whitewater.
But to see something like a Chaosdramon plowing through the side of a building in downtown Shibuya not only brought her focus to the immediate problem that was here. But the fact that this Chaosdramon simply wasn't alone either.
It had friends, a lot of friends. Pouring out of a place she couldn't see. But the thing with the human world is that it had structure, it had places for everything that was in it. The digimon themselves were a threat to that structure if introduced in this fashion.
The renamon could practically taste the fear in the air from the humans in the bus she resided in. It was a rolling fear as they pushed from what side of the bus to the other as a large monster approached it. A simple greymon with scars jutting down one of it's arms. It eyed the inside of the bus like it was considering doing something.
Well K herself wasn't going to let it do that something.
It had maybe two moments to blink before the window exploded outwards full force and it was sent flying backwards from the form that came with that shattering glass. The digimon groggily sat up from the side of the building it had impacted and growled looking for it's attacker.
Billowing cape, blades of silver, a furred but leather clad body. It was a small form to be sure but it was powerful. With a snarl the same greymon charged forward intent on runningg the smaller digimon over. But size did not dictate strength as the now ultimate K met that charge head on blades punching firmly into the Greymon's hands. The roar that followed suit was that of pain one that she noted drew the Ire of the Chaosdramon and a few other lackies.
Snarling in irritation the Shutmon twisted and threw the greymon further down the street. The latter of which let out a surprised yelp at being man handled so easily. The only reason that the shutmon used this form to introduce itself is because the fact there was still humans in the bus. Turning her head back she'd bark at the driver.
"Go!"
The driver of the bus didn't have to be told twice and the screeching of tires brought the attention off of the shutmon for a moment. Charging up it's cannons to fire at the bus which was now trying to retreat only was met with a flying downward kick from the shutmon directly on the top of it's head. Now it was a mega most certainly but that still hurt a little bit. Snarling in irritation it'd swipe at the shutmon who wasn't exactly in the best place to avoid that swipe. Sending her flying back down the street where she'd land quite heavily on the greymon from earlier who was just managing to raise itself from the shutmon's last attack.
Snarling in irritation and pain the t wo of them rolled for a little bit before crashing into another building. Which almost immediately came down on the two of them. The greymon let out a pained whine as the concrete of the building slammed against it's form; the weight more than enough to break through some of it's natural resistance. K herself was doing marginally better as she pushed her way out of the concrete, staring down the street at the chaosdramon. Now surrounded by a gaggle of draconic digimon.
Cracking her neck she'd consider her options. If she went to town here, there'd be much more devastation than a lot of these pups could manage on their own. But there wasn't just a simple paltry few. There was practically an army streaming by; running and taking battles to the streets as tamers, spirit users and their ilk defended their homes. So of course what could she do?
Well for starters she could take out that Chaosdramon and his lackies.
The shutmon walked quietly down the street; feeling the eyes of the chaosdramon lock onto her. It'd let out a hearty chuckle and address her like she was simply a fool trying to fight against the inevitable.
"A single mon without a tamer tryin to fight against the grand ol army? You're a foolish one Wolf."
This brought a thoughtful pause to the shutmon who let out a small chuckle of her own. The surprise plastered on the features of many of the dramon's around the Chaosdramon was something she relished. Perhaps they weren't expecting something like that from someone who was simply dead but walking?
"A single mon yes. But no fool."
"Ye've got no army wolf, no friends here. Yah really think humes will be yer friends?"
"Already have a few and that number is growing every day. But we're not here to talk are we?"
"Tch. You're a right one Wolf. Fore I kill yah, might as well tell yah my name. Gowl the Chaosdramon; cap' of the 3rd regiment."
"K. Knight of the rose."
The chaosdramon's head jerked a little bit in surrpise as the introduction caught him off-guard and after a moment he started laughing. Which was quickly picked up by the other dramon around him.
"Right right! and I'm a demonlord!"
The shutmon paused for a moment and shook her head; the doubt she could feel rolled off as fear started to overtake some of the smaller ones. They had an inkling that she might be telling the truth, but why would someone dedicated to defending the digital world be here of all places?
Spreading her hands outwards the shutmon's form was graced with the gentle light of digivolution. No violence in her step, no hatred in her eyes. Just a simple light, for a simple form. To this place they would need to keep the destruction to an absolute minimum. For order to be here again there needed to be one that could cut through the swaths without risking those in the undertow.
A few moments passed and the Chaosdramon was gifted with a sight few have seen. A single form, tall and true standing against them. Armor as white as the fur that the shutmon had glared angerly in the light. A single blade of energy was drawn and the mega took a step backwards. Shaking it's head the Jesmon pointed forward, the light of digivolution easing off of it a bit, it's colors becoming steady and a touch more harsh.
"Gowl. You and your men will return to the digital world by my blade."
"Screw you dog meat!"
The chaosdramon let out a roar and fired it's cannon's; with a snort the two projectiles were immediately intercepted by the energy blade, cut cleanly in half before detonating harmlessly a not even halfway between the Jesmon and her 'targets'. The blade itself snapped back into the hand of the jesmon with a somewhat contemplative head tilt. She had the option of letting them go, but there was the firm chance that they wouldn't let be.
Rolling her armored shoulders the Jesmon lowered itself a little bit and sprung forward. The smaller dramon scrambling to get out of her way only ended up getting cut into digital ribbons. The Chaosdramon himself firing pointblank at the Jesmon once she got close enough sending her skittering back a good twenty feet or so with a somewhat panicked laugh.
"Weak all of em! But I'm not weak! I'll kill you and then lead the army itself! Yeah!"
"No. No you won't."
The jesmon took a moment and launched herself forward slamming her fist directly into the skull of the digimon in front of her caving it in like one would a foil of popcorn after it had been cooking too long. Following suit did she stab upwards through the chaosdramon's neck, twisting it so that the head popped off when it's supports were cut. A few moments passed before the form in front of her shimmered and swayed before falling into a mix of data and machinery.
"3rd regiment... Probably means there's at least six more. Today is going to be a busy day."
The Jesmon shook her head and slowly raised herself above the cities roofs. There was quite a bit of chaos going around practically everywhere. Rookies and champions filled the streets, being dealt with in some manner or another. Larger clashes between ultimates, megas and such could be seen in the more central points of the cities. She could even see a few super mega bouts high in the sky where blows clashed like distant thunder.
Shaking her head slightly K lowered herself back down to the ground where a few humans were poking awkwardly at some of the unconscious digimon laying in the streets. One of them practically fainted at seeing the large digimon.
"What's the news like? Where's the heaviest fighting?"
"It... It says that downtown is some of the heaviest fighting, lots of it building to building But then there's that up there in the sky... a lot of blue stuff raining down from that."
A single older human addressed her with a mix of awe and respect. K kneeled a little bit and looked them over before giving a somewhat brief nod. She had the inkling that she herself wouldn't be a good hand for getting people evacuated. She'd have to trust the human based organizations for that.
"Thank you elder. Get to safety, see if you can get people away and out of the city."
"N-no thank you miss!"
There was a right chuckle before the Jesmon leaped upwards, towards the fighting in the sky. She didn't know who was what or which side was which, but primarily it seemed to mostly be vagrant digimon fighting against tamers. She'd have to read what was going on before making a dedicated choice. She wanted to help the humans get the order they desperately needed back... But a single question was something that she always seemed to be asking herself.
Just how far could she push herself for this place?
And her answer was always the same.
As far as she could.
