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Post by tridoriyaku on Oct 5, 2014 18:00:20 GMT
Freedom. Holy crap, Freedom. As Yaku looked at his dirt-caked hands and battered suitcase, he was never happier to be alive. Grabbing his hairpiece and looking up the tall, tall hill he'd slid down, he shuddered. It was the middle of the night when Yaku entered the Grotto of Sorrow; a location only the brave, foolish, and suicidal dared to enter for fear of certain death by various horrific means. Yaku was in the second category, as the night had blocked off any warning signs any person with good eyes could see, along with his broken glasses, the poor man never realized he was in any danger in the first place.
The Grotto of Sorrow wasn't known by that name by a rather piss-poor attempt at marketing, although it did help, the location came to be known as that long before it became the official name because of the many, many, many deathtraps that littered such a location. Some say there's a grand treasure in this warped and ass-backwards location. Others say this is just a trick started by a sociopath to see how much blood he could get on his hands. Fret not dear reader, Yaku will not die. He'll probably be horribly, horribly injured and at best mentally scarred by the series of events that happen within this labyrinth of horrors, but he'll be alive by the end of this thread.
As Yaku sighed and coughed, he entered a room in the grotto and fell to the floor, exhausted, half-blind, terrified, but very much relieved to be away from the crazy LadyDevimon who'd had him bound and gagged in her manor. As he breathed deeply, he made the mistake of assuming his nightmare had ended there and made the even worse mistake to fall asleep in a maze.
THIS THREAD HAS BEEN CANCELLED DUE TO LACK OF INTEREST
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Post by elsonoshradder on Oct 5, 2014 20:42:02 GMT
He kept running. And running. And running. A huge groto stood in front of him, not revealing what it might contain. But getting in ot might be his only salvation.
"Hurry my general!" his partner shouted behind him, an attempt to get him to move faster.
"I'm moving as fast as I can!" Elson replied. "What can this guy possibly want from us?"
He got into the cave and Silversteamdramon-T behind him. They kept running inside it, not thinking in anything but escaping the fate of dying at the hands (claws?) of that creepy teddy bear. Still, after some time and curves, they realised the warumonzaemon was no longer after them.
"Wow that was close. But where did the warumonzaemon go?" Elson asked.
"I don't know, my general, but I think he never even entered this cave." Silversteamdramon-T commented.
"Wait. Want could be so scary that that thing would be afraid to come in here?" Elson thought out loud.
"I don't know l, but we should get going. How's Drimogemon?" Silversteamdramon-T replied.
"Still whimping. Damm that heartbreaker attack. Anyway, let's not waste power. Xros open!"
Silversteamdramon-T was devided into it's two components, Silversteamdramon and Tinkermon.
"Load Tinkermon!" Elson shouted, Tinkermon turning into a bright light and entering the fusion loader. "Alright let's find an exit. Now, where did we come from again?" |
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Post by tridoriyaku on Oct 7, 2014 19:30:49 GMT
Morning. Morning came long before Yaku could force himself awake. His horrible nightmares had pulled him into a deep slumber as he dreamt of being latched to a table. He couldn't move as he looked around the perfectly clean and perfectly sterile hospital. He looked around, mortified. Was this reality? Had he passed out and been brought to a hospital? If that was so why was he strapped up in an operating theater? As the sounds of doctors and surgeons shuffling in began their way, Yaku looked to try and find where this was coming from. In the chairs that seemed to cascade endlessly into the darkness Yaku saw all sorts of children, some he'd met before, others he hadn't yet, some he may never meet, but as they all shuffled in and prepared to watch and learn about the internal organs inside the human body, Yaku heard the doctor enter the theater.
Well, Doctors. In shuffled a visibly drunken Everette and Graedon, dressed in a tuxedo and doctor's uniform, respectively. Laughing and sharing a cigar between the two of them, they approached and noticed the fear and resistance Yaku gave as he tried to slip out of the restraints. Laughing and speaking in a language Yaku was fairly sure nobody spoke but the midget who inhibited the Red Room, the two did their best to keep him still. They did this by stabbing both of his hands with scalpels in order to pin them to the table. Screaming in agony as the nurse (the LadyDevimon who'd locked Yaku up in her home for various reasons) jammed the IV into one of the gaping wounds, the surgery began.
Those with weak stomachs may wish to cease reading here as the doctors began the surgery with the only blade left: an old, rusted bone saw. As they made the incision, not caring that they hadn't washed their hands for quite a while, blood flowed like the River Styx. Screaming naturally followed as the three pulled out body part after body part and replaced it with random everyday objects. Goodbye rib-cage, hello birdcage! So long kidneys, Fuzzy Dice will take over for you. Who needs a healthy colon anyway when you have baseball? Finally, all the organs lay on the floor as only one remained: The Heart. Yaku, who'd stayed alive through the pain pleaded for someone to help. As all eyes stayed on him and the three sets of claws began yanking and tearing the precious apple-red muscle from its rightful place, Yaku screamed like never before.
This screaming carried over into consciousness, alerting everyone, be they friend or foe, that someone was suffering in the Grotto of Sorrow.
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Post by elsonoshradder on Oct 7, 2014 19:53:23 GMT
It took a few hours, but they finnaly admitted it: they were lost. That sucked, really. So they were stuck in a dirty, dark cave in the dark área AND they were lost. For hours. That could never mean good news.
One way or the other, fighting was not necessary there. Fleeing in there would cause whoever attacked to loose track of them in a couple of minutes. Still, it didn`t help to the mood one bit. Elson had fought of bringing out Drimogemon, try to have him guide them out. But the attack the warumonzaemon had launched on the mole digimon was still in effect, forcing it to a constant crying and whimping, rendering him useless, which as twice as frustarating given that was the only partner Elson had that could just pull them out of this maze at once.
"My general, are we close to the exit?" Silversteamdramon asked.
"I have no clue, Silversteamdramon. Still, we`re alive, so be gald about that." Elson replied
"Yeah, but I think that`s really the only thing going for us today, my general." Silversteamdramon commented. His point was crystal clear, as usual: they were lost with little resources left, due to having been chased by a mega level digimon in the dark área into a maze-like cave.
Suddenly, they heard a scream. Assumong they couldnt get any worse, they ran to the location of the sound, Elson finding the voice familiar...and it proved right as the one screaming was Yaku.
"Are you ok?" Elson asked.
"Why did you scream?" Silversteamdramon inquired. |
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Post by tridoriyaku on Oct 7, 2014 20:10:18 GMT
Yaku stared at the two who'd entered the room, still screaming as his mind still screwed with him. His first instinct was to run into a hallway, away from the two. Thankfully, a prior-sprung trap that had involved a giant ax slicing a poor sap down the middle was stuck in the stone walls. Running headlong into a large metal object proved to be one of many things that could stop Yaku but one of the few that couldn't kill him. Falling to the ground, the businessman grabbed his nose and clutched it. "Ah! Ahh! Ah..." His screaming had turned into whimpers of pain as he laid on the floor of the dangerous location. After a little while, Yaku rolled over and let his bloody nose drip to the floor of the caverns, looking up with tears in his eyes. The relief of seeing it was someone he knew who HADN'T tried to kill him was something that far out-weighed the facial injury. "Oh my god... It's you, kid um... Elson! Elson, that's it!"
Slowly climbing to his feet and holding his bloodied face, Yaku didn't seem to notice the fact that he'd nearly lost several bones to a dangerously precarious blade held in place by a long-rotted dead body. Setting down his suitcase and offering his clean hand, he began calming down. "Um... right, screaming... I... I have nightmares sometimes."
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Post by elsonoshradder on Oct 7, 2014 21:02:08 GMT
The first thing Yaku did was try to run, yet he was stopped by some trap on the cave. Elson couldn't blame him. Without Silversteamdramon he'd never be able to take all this kind of things the digital world offered, nor survive them. It was amazing the man had managed to survive this long alone in the digital world.
Elson and Silversteamdramon looked at each other and then back at the man as he finnaly recognised them.
"Yeah, I'm Elson and this is Silversteamdramon. What are you doing here?" Elson replied.
Yaku then explained he was having a nightmare and that's why he had screamed.
"Nightmares about what?" Silversteamdramon asked. "Hum, Silversteamdramon, I think that question may not be appropriate." Elson commented "Anyway Yaku, how did get in here? Why? What are you doing in the dark área?" That`s when Silverstemdramon noticed the skeleton. It was weird, given digimons did not leave skeletons behind and due to that there would be no decomposition, but maybe humans just decomposed automaticly if they died of starvation. He poked Elson
"What`s wrong?" Elson asked and his face turned pale as he saw the skeleton himself. Not only you could die in here, you`d die of starvation! "Oh no..."
"Yeah. We should get going. You coming Yaku?" Silversteamdramon replied. |
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Post by tridoriyaku on Oct 11, 2014 3:21:03 GMT
Of course, the skeleton's ribcage still had the massive ax in its chest, so... anyway, Yaku pulled himself off the ground, moaning. "I'd... rather not talk about my nightmares..." The man muttered, adjusting his well-worn suit. "A-as for why I'm here now..." He tried to figure out a way to describe this to a child. "Well... I was kidnapped by this... woman. A very tall, very powerful... very lustful woman. LadyDevimon I-I think her name was..." Yaku shuddered violently as he remembered the woman who'd drug him across continents and abused him. "She took me to her mansion... u-up the hill. It... I don't remember how long it took but... I got out... I fled, I never want to see that place again. I never want to see her again... I don't want to go back! I don't want to go back to her! DON'T LET HER COME BA-" Yaku blinked, stopping himself. "S-sorry about that..."
Yaku didn't seem to notice the dead body as he stumbled after them. Probably for the best. Poor bastard would just start screaming again and probably send him careening into another dea-oop, there it goes. Before anything could be said, Yaku'd already nearly screwed himself by stepping on a loose panel and having the walls behind him smash violently together, nearly flattening himself. Silently, the businessman turned around and began backing away. "I-I think I changed my mind about her..."
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