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Post by Hinata Hiyashi on Feb 14, 2016 19:59:14 GMT
[attr="class","bonesbg"] [attr="class","bonestopb"] [attr="class","soul"] [attr="class","boneslyricone"] [attr="class","hole"] [attr="class","boneslyrictwo"] [attr="class","bonesbody"] Do you believe in monsters?
No? Well, neither did I.
But now I know, you're wrong.
I would have agreed with you, but now I know. “I sure do hope, we don't get rained out,” the tallest member of the group said, leaning back on the wall surrounding the stage, behind them. “That's so-o-o-o-o not fair,” a shorter girl added, a look of deepest disgust curling across her face. “Hey, now. Don't be so downtrodden, at least be a little positive!” The third member said, looking up quickly through the canopy up at the heavy, grey clouds. That was me, I say was – I feel like I've changed already. That's my band, -SUNFLOWER- and we're supposed to be doing, a gig tonight. Still, several people had gathered around the stage, far less than usual – but an audience was an audience. Although, from what she could see, peering around the edge of the stage, most of them appeared to be in large duffel coats, fighting with umbrellas. “You know, what the weirdest part is. It was supposed to be a sunny afternoon,” the tall guy said, brushing a hand through his hair and laughing. “Well, well, what's new! They always get this stuff wrong, right, riiiight?” “That's enough, it's time to go on,” I said. The band rushed onto the stage, the girl on keyboard, the guy to guitar and me, supposedly on vocals. I say supposedly, the wind was so fierce – I was doubting if I would be heard over the fierce howl. We started anyway, soldiering on, even in the rain and the wind. Our first song went pretty well, but then it all went...strange. “Hey, everyone! Thanks for coming to our concert,” I said into the microphone, trying to look up into the crowd. “We-we're -SUNFLOWER- and this is our next song.” It was becoming a real fight now to be heard over the wind. As I started to speak the first line of the lyrics of our first song, something extremely unusual happened. It felt like I was being pulled in all four directions at once while simultaneously being spun in cartwheels, over and over. Last thing I remember, a scream and the loud buzz as the microphone crashed into the stage – and then nothing. @? ● 385 words [attr="class","bonesbottomb"] ![]() [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bonesbg]width:350px;background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass][newclass=.bonestopb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:130px 350px 0 0;border-color:#A7E5E5 transparent transparent transparent;[/newclass][newclass=.soul]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyricone]margin-top:-87px;margin-left:12px;margin-bottom:18px;color:#fcfcfc;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.hole]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyrictwo]margin-top:-16px;margin-left:20px;color:#A7E5E5;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody]color:#999;padding:40px;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody span]color:#999;opacity:0.8;font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody b]color: #999; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody:hover b]color: #93d0d9;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbottomb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:0 0 150px 350px;border-color:transparent transparent #A7E5E5 transparent;margin-top:-30px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Feb 14, 2016 23:49:18 GMT
"I thought you said we'd be safe over here!"
"What, would you rather go right back to Kraktoof?"
"I'd rather not get attacked by anything!"
"Then we sure picked a crappy place to go on vacation, huh?"
"Not really the time for jokes, Isaac!"
Elliot ducked and cringed as he felt an arrow of light sail right over his head. Isaac clumsily flew above him, whipping up a small ball of flame between his fingers. In their Veemon and Impmon forms, they were at least capable of putting up a fight when other Digimon were chasing after them. Unfortunately, stubby dragon and demon legs were way less effective than the big, powerful legs of a horse. No matter how many twists and turns they took, the Sagittarimon pursuing them was hot on their heels.
It confused Isaac. Surely if he wanted to, the Sagittarimon could have caught them by now, right? Instead it always seemed one step behind, as if trying not to run them down immediately. It almost seemed like the centaur was trying to wear them out beforehand. But why? Unfortunately, there was no time to think. There was only time to fight, and he decided to start things off with a bang before his little brother ended up getting skewered. "Imp-losion!" he shouted as he flicked the fireball at the Sagittarimon's feet. It collapsed in on itself, and then burst into a massive explosion.
The duo stopped running, Isaac landing next to his brother. There was a big cloud of smoke where the Saggitarimon once stood. Maybe Isaac's attack did the trick? He let out a cocky smirk, as Elliot pumped a fist in victory. However, the brothers' smiles fell as they noticed the smoke cloud dissipating. The Saggitarimon had seemingly disappeared without a trace. Where could he have possibly gone?
"War Stomp!"
Above them, that's where! The Saggitarimon leaped high into the air, hooves lighting up with electricity as he landed with a heavy thud between the two brothers. A shockwave erupted from beneath his feet upon impact, sending them flying in opposite directions. They let out exhausted sighs as they tried to get themselves back to their feet, but the War Stomp had badly taken the wind out of them. The Sagittarimon reared up, allowing himself a brief moment of celebration before he went to continue the job. "This hunt ends now!" he shouted, training his bow on Elliot, then on Isaac, as if debating which one to fire upon first. |
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Post by Hinata Hiyashi on Feb 15, 2016 17:33:39 GMT
[attr="class","bonesbg"] [attr="class","bonestopb"] [attr="class","soul"] [attr="class","boneslyricone"] [attr="class","hole"] [attr="class","boneslyrictwo"] [attr="class","bonesbody"] It was the most bizarre feeling, she had ever felt. It felt like she was being ripped apart and put back together, all while being in the rinse cycle of a washing machine. Hinata lay on the soft grassy yonder, looking up to the sky. As soon, as she was able too; after the violence of the fall. She pulled herself onto her knees and began to stare at her surroundings. It was quite extraordinary. The long concrete path which led up the stage, the rest of the band, the rain-swept audience and even the roaring wind and fierce downfall had completely vanished. In fact, the sky was a clear, vast, bright blue; not a single cloud across the sky. She was in a thick wooded area, surrounded by hundreds of tall, twisting trees with thin claw-like branches. “H-Hello,” she called out in a loud stammering voice; but, of course, no-one replied; she was all alone. “Where am I,” she said in a quieter voice to just herself now. She sat there in the middle of the clearing for a few minutes, gingerly watching each of the openings in the path for signs of life. Then, she heard it, disturbing the silent, peacefulness of the wooden clearing. Loud trots heading in the direction of the clearing amid the mutter of several voices. She pulled herself up and then moved to the left, hiding herself, behind a tall, large rock which stuck out of the ground. @? ● 246 words [attr="class","bonesbottomb"] ![]() [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bonesbg]width:350px;background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass][newclass=.bonestopb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:130px 350px 0 0;border-color:#A7E5E5 transparent transparent transparent;[/newclass][newclass=.soul]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyricone]margin-top:-87px;margin-left:12px;margin-bottom:18px;color:#fcfcfc;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.hole]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyrictwo]margin-top:-16px;margin-left:20px;color:#A7E5E5;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody]color:#999;padding:40px;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody span]color:#999;opacity:0.8;font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody b]color: #999; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody:hover b]color: #93d0d9;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbottomb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:0 0 150px 350px;border-color:transparent transparent #A7E5E5 transparent;margin-top:-30px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Feb 15, 2016 20:14:37 GMT
The Sagittarimon continued looking around, bow drawn slightly. He seemed almost perplexed by how small his quarry was remaining. Even as he waited, expectantly, they just waited there on the ground. After a few long minutes he gave a snort of frustration, turning to the Veemon and slowly walking over to it.
"Imp-losion!!"
As soon as Isaac realized he wasn't under attack, he flung a fireball right at the back of the Sagittarimon's head. It skidded forward, front legs bracing for impact so it wouldn't be sent tumbling. The attack was more irritating than painful, but the Sagittarimon found himself chuckling slightly. "So you still have some fight in you, hmm?" he asked, turning towards the Impmon and rushing in a gallop. "Then the game continues!" A big hand thrust out, lifting Isaac by the neck and hoisting him into the air. The Impmon tried to work up the strength to use an attack, but each squeeze to the windpipe sent his focus splintering. Was there any escape?
"Victory Blow!"
If Elliot had say in the matter, then there was! He lept high into the air, headbutting the Sagittarimon right in the elbow. Sure, it hurt badly. The Veemon fell right on his butt, rubbing his head in pain. However, the sudden twist of his arm hurt Sagittarimon as well. He dropped Isaac as he nursed the arm, making sure it was still fully functional with a few solid whacks back into place. Thankfully, the boys failed at dislocating it, but it was still somewhat sore from such a direct impact. In anger he kicked the Veemon, sending it tumbling behind a rather large rock.
He didn't understand. If they would stand and fight, why in such weak forms? He knew what they were capable of, and yet they seemed to refuse their true strength!
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The Sagittarimon waited, surrounded by the larger forms of his elders, siblings, and betters. They stepped back into shadows of the forest, only their judgmental eyes left visible. Watching. Staring. He tried to ignore their glares crawling on his back, holding his bow firm as he scanned the forest left and right.
There weren't any bugs, or any great plants. However, there were a pair of humans wandering through the forest. The Sagittarimon grinned as this most dangerous game approached. In the legends of old humans were among the most fearsome of warriors. However, these simply appeared to be lost, scared children. Could they possibly be what he sought?
He held up his hand for a signal, and then pointed. The other Sagittarimon began to stampede through the forest, sounding like an army of cavalry about to charge. Immediately the boy with the bad leg grabbed onto his brother, terrified, as the two began fishing small devices out of their pockets. They held them aloft, basked in a white glow as they changed from human to small Digimon right before the hunter's eyes. Now they stood, back to back, as if looking for the source of the noise.
That was when the Sagittarimon burst from the trees, a warning shot fired between the two. A signal to start running, and to start impressing. The chase began.
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And now he waited. |
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Post by Hinata Hiyashi on Feb 15, 2016 21:33:55 GMT
[attr="class","bonesbg"] [attr="class","bonestopb"] [attr="class","soul"] [attr="class","boneslyricone"] [attr="class","hole"] [attr="class","boneslyrictwo"] [attr="class","bonesbody"] Some people run and cower from the thick of battle. That is human instinct. Then, there are others who break that mould, those who try to help those who need to be helped. The sound was getting closer. The sound of heavy hooves crashing against the undergrowth and if Hinata wasn't careful, she would be crushed by whatever was out there. One thing for sure, it was definitely not any animal, she had seen or heard before. Several more booms from the explosions came, while Hinata curled up meekly; her ears covered, behind the tall rock. She didn't want to look out at whatever was out there. What if it saw her, what if she was going to be the next target? Her hands, which were at this point, clutched tightly into tiny fists in the lap of her dress, she still wore from the concert, shook vigorously. Although, it was unclear if it was from fear or anger, at this point. Something was fighting only a few meters away and here she was hiding, like a weak infant. As suddenly as they had started, the explosion stopped, just as these thoughts began to coalesces inside her mind. Something short and blue was from the battle and behind the rock in which she still sat. It was literally mindbogglingly and this was her first chance to try and understand. First Contact. Hinata examined the creature which lay in her lap, it was similar to a dinosaur except bright blue, except for portions of its body which were white and the yellow V-shaped markings on its cheeks and forehead.. “Are you okay,” she asked the creature softly – unsure if she should hold it like she was doing. She wasn't even sure if it could talk or not, if it was friendly or an enemy, so many things were so unclear and she needed answers. Very gently, she shook the creature in an attempt to wake it, “E-e-e-excuse me,” she stuttered slowly before continuing in an overall braver but slower voice. “I hope you are okay. Say something.” @? ● 350 words [attr="class","bonesbottomb"] ![]() [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bonesbg]width:350px;background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass][newclass=.bonestopb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:130px 350px 0 0;border-color:#A7E5E5 transparent transparent transparent;[/newclass][newclass=.soul]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyricone]margin-top:-87px;margin-left:12px;margin-bottom:18px;color:#fcfcfc;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.hole]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyrictwo]margin-top:-16px;margin-left:20px;color:#A7E5E5;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody]color:#999;padding:40px;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody span]color:#999;opacity:0.8;font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody b]color: #999; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody:hover b]color: #93d0d9;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbottomb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:0 0 150px 350px;border-color:transparent transparent #A7E5E5 transparent;margin-top:-30px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Feb 16, 2016 5:17:36 GMT
The ground of the forest was a lot less cold than Elliot had expected. And a lot warmer. And a lot more like fabric. And covered in a lot less foliage. In fact, if Elliot wasn't mistaken, this wasn't the forest floor at all!
As a voice from above gently tried to rouse him, his eyes started to open. That was when he realized he was just laying in the lap of some lady. The tiny dragon turned absolutely beet-red as he practically launched out of her lap. "I am so sorry, miss, I am not sure how I got there, please do not be mad at me," he sputtered, tripping over his words as he rushed to apologize. He had no idea how he ended up laying in somebody's lap, but he couldn't help but feel really ashamed and shy over the incident. He could only hope he didn't end up upsetting her somehow.
Once the initial shame and embarrassment passed, he remembered there were questions to answer. "Do not worry. I am fine," he replied, worriedly peeking over the rock. "But I am not sure for how long. My brother and I have been chased here, and I do not know how to make-" He paused, trying to figure out how to describe the Sagittarimon. "-'that' give up." He contemplated rejoining the fight, but being nearly KO'd clearly didn't have the best effect on him. His footsteps were shaky as he crept to the edge of the rock.
Isaac, meanwhile, remained engaged in the fight of his life. The Saggitarimon kept trying to run him down, clouds of dust kicked in his wake as the Impmon dove out of the way. He seemed to almost slow down whenever he approached, as if playing a giant game of chicken, but repeated the process every time Isaac dodged. Eventually, though, the boy got tired of being toyed around with. If this Sagittarimon wanted to play? He'd play.
The great centaur came rushing forward once more, but slowed his pace as he saw Isaac standing still. Did the boy have a death wish? If so, Sagittarimon would gladly oblige. He picked up the pace again, leaning forward for greater speed as he approached the tiny demon. That was when the Impmon snapped his fingers. "Explosive Warp!" In a flash of flames he was gone, the Sagittarimon rearing up on his hind legs to avoid rushing into the explosion.
Near the rock, a dazed and confused Isaac fell a few inches away from his brother. Elliot quickly grabbed the imp and pulled him behind the rock, then turned to his new acquaintance with hope in his eyes.
"May we hide here with you, miss?" |
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Post by Hinata Hiyashi on Feb 16, 2016 16:23:28 GMT
[attr="class","bonesbg"] [attr="class","bonestopb"] [attr="class","soul"] [attr="class","boneslyricone"] [attr="class","hole"] [attr="class","boneslyrictwo"] [attr="class","bonesbody"] Obviously, she was dreaming. Maybe, just maybe – or did she hit her head? Fallen off the stage? Well, if it was something like that, that would explain the scream. Maybe she had fallen through a rabbit hole or through a wardrobe, she chuckled to herself as she thought of the many things that could have happened to her in a dream-world. The blue creature which was laying in her lap, so sweetly – jumped up, quite suddenly. It's dragon face which before was an azure blue had turned a beetroot red and then it began to apologise to her in a similar stuttering fashion to how she had spoken to it, beforehand. “I don't understand, why are you apologising,” she asked, blankly. She tried to comfort the creature, who seemed quite worried about something. “May I ask, what is wrong?” She watched it for a few minutes in mixed confusion and curiosity, peering out from the rock; until it turned back to her and attempted to describe what was wrong. Something. Something it described at “it” was chasing this creature and its brother and wasn't sure how to make it stop. I mean as far as dreams go, this one was incredible. It felt so real too, from the feel of the grass on prickling her leg to the soft breeze which passed through the branches of the trees which surrounded them. Even the sky itself seemed relatively normal, apart from the odd rocks which floated in mid-air; it seemed as normal as she would expect from a dream. Then, the blue creature pulled another one of the creatures closer and behind the rock, they were still sitting behind. This one looked completely different, purple skinned except for the white patch on its face and a smiley-face emblazoned across its chest. It was garbed in red gloves and a matching neckerchief. “Oh, another one,” she said in true fascination and without any trace of fear now. Hinata figured since it was a dream, nothing could hurt her and she would wake up soon enough, anyway. She might as well play-along. “So, I guess there must be endless numbers of you in here!” @? ● 365 words [attr="class","bonesbottomb"] ![]() [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bonesbg]width:350px;background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass][newclass=.bonestopb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:130px 350px 0 0;border-color:#A7E5E5 transparent transparent transparent;[/newclass][newclass=.soul]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyricone]margin-top:-87px;margin-left:12px;margin-bottom:18px;color:#fcfcfc;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.hole]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyrictwo]margin-top:-16px;margin-left:20px;color:#A7E5E5;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody]color:#999;padding:40px;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody span]color:#999;opacity:0.8;font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody b]color: #999; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody:hover b]color: #93d0d9;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbottomb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:0 0 150px 350px;border-color:transparent transparent #A7E5E5 transparent;margin-top:-30px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Feb 16, 2016 20:54:09 GMT
Okay, good. She wasn't mad at him. The Veemon let out a small sigh of relief, thankful he didn't violate his new friend's personal space too badly. "Sorry about that," he said, recovering a bit from his bashfulness. "I do not usually wake up in somebody's lap." He groggily helped his brother up, the two of them turning appreciatively to their new friend. "My name is Elliot, by the way. It is very nice to meet you!"
"Isaac," the Impmon said, shaking his head slightly to try and get the feeling of dizziness out. "What are you doing here? It is dangerous without a Digimon of your own." Yesterday's first contact with the Digital World was still fresh in the boy's mind. Being kidnapped by a tank and forced to dig for treasure was absolute misery, and he'd hate to see another hapless human fall to the same fate. At least now he and Elliot could protect themselves. This new human? Likely not so lucky.
"Aw, do not worry! We can help protect her, right?"
"Yeah, I guess you are right," he relented. The Sagittarimon was really tough, but maybe they'd be able to do what it took to keep others safe. They waited behind the rock as the Sagittarimon trained his bow on the treeline, waiting for Isaac to jump out. When he didn't, the centaur simply resumed prowling the perimeter. He didn't think to check behind the rocks yet, but how long would it take for him to finally catch on? At the very least, the brothers were glad they were able to buy some time.
"There are all kinds of us around here," Isaac said. "Some are friendly. Some are not. Just like with humans. Do not worry, though. Elliot would not harm a fly." |
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Post by Hinata Hiyashi on Feb 17, 2016 15:13:51 GMT
[attr="class","bonesbg"] [attr="class","bonestopb"] [attr="class","soul"] [attr="class","boneslyricone"] [attr="class","hole"] [attr="class","boneslyrictwo"] [attr="class","bonesbody"] The three of them, still huddled, behind the tall rock formation for the moment in safety. The blue creature introduced itself first, with a strangely human name, “Elliot”. Following the others lead, the other creature introduced itself as “Isaac”. “I don't really know how I got here. I probably fell asleep or something in that fashion,” she said simply. She was going to carry on and say it was likely all an elaborate dream conjured up by her mind, but this seemed rude. Even to dream creatures. “Dig-Digimon, Digital World?,” she said in confusion, tilting her head slightly. The creature had definitely said, Digital and not Dream; but it must be mistaken. Jumping slightly, she remembered that she had yet to introduce herself; “My name is Hinata, it's nice to meet you.” She said, bowing her head slightly in greeting as they were still clustered behind the rock. She didn't really know, why she felt the need to introduce herself to dream creatures who were inside her own head, but she did anyway. The purple creature continued and began to explain about these creatures. Some were good and friendly while others were not as friendly. This was the very same as human nature, as some humans were kind and others were less so inclined to be. At least, she knew that these two; Isaac, and Eliot were friendly enough and would help her, if needs be. “So, do pray tell. How do I even get out of here?” She began to ask herself, more than to the two creatures. “Maybe, I can...” she thought, giving herself a pinch on the bare part of her arm above the frills on the arm of her concert dress. I guess not. @? ● 290 words [attr="class","bonesbottomb"] ![]() [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bonesbg]width:350px;background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass][newclass=.bonestopb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:130px 350px 0 0;border-color:#A7E5E5 transparent transparent transparent;[/newclass][newclass=.soul]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyricone]margin-top:-87px;margin-left:12px;margin-bottom:18px;color:#fcfcfc;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.hole]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyrictwo]margin-top:-16px;margin-left:20px;color:#A7E5E5;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody]color:#999;padding:40px;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody span]color:#999;opacity:0.8;font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody b]color: #999; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody:hover b]color: #93d0d9;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbottomb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:0 0 150px 350px;border-color:transparent transparent #A7E5E5 transparent;margin-top:-30px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Feb 17, 2016 21:15:45 GMT
Good. Hinata already had the right idea of which questions to ask. Elliot and Isaac were thankful they were there to help, too. The last guy they asked for directions tried to stab them. It wasn't fun. This time they knew where they were going, too! Sagittarimon may have gotten them a little turned around, but it wouldn't be too bad retracing their steps to the nearest Trailmon stop.
"Oh, that is not too bad!" Isaac said. "You just get on the nearest Trailmon. It will bring you to Terminus, and from there back to Shibuya. We can show you the way once we shake this-"
"War Stomp!"
"Aw, crap."
"Miss, look out!"
With the sound of a thunderclap, Sagittarimon's front hooves made contact with the stone. Cracks began spreading through its surface, glowing slightly from all of the energy Sagittarimon was pumping into it. Elliot jumped in front of Hinata in a panic, crossing his arms to try and take the majority of the blow as the stone erupted into shards. His leathery scales scratched up with each collision, but he was still standing. Isaac took to the skies to avoid the blow altogether, shouting "Shadow Ascent!" as he did so.
Once the dust cleared, Sagittarimon hovered over the trio. He smiled inquisitively as he looked down, noticing another human among their ranks. "I had no clue you were bringing a third," the centaur said, reaching to try and slide Elliot out of the way of the other human. When he proved resistant, the Sagittarimon settled for kicking him to the side like a tin can. He then dropped his guard, spreading his arms widely as if in invitation. "Come now, human. Why don't you show me what you can do?" |
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Post by Hinata Hiyashi on Feb 18, 2016 10:47:48 GMT
[attr="class","bonesbg"] [attr="class","bonestopb"] [attr="class","soul"] [attr="class","boneslyricone"] [attr="class","hole"] [attr="class","boneslyrictwo"] [attr="class","bonesbody"] It was then, when she finally got her first look at the creature which was chasing Elliot and Isaac. It was an enormous centaur-like creature. Except, rather than hooves as she had thought originally, it had large lion claws and across it's mighty chest, thick scarlet armour. It had even more armour over its long head with a jagged spiked horn sticking from the temple. The creature moved forward, its large foot crushing the ground under it and readied the giant bow, it clutched into a firing position. Hinata quickly pulled her head back around and curled up even further away from that 'thing'. Quite suddenly, it shouted in an deep voice, “War Stomp!” and she didn't even have time to think, to move, anything. Whatever the beast had done – caused the rock which they had been hiding behind, to shake and crumble into dust. Elliot jumped in front of Hinata to protect her from the attack and he was pelted with shards of the rock, but even after that – it still stood tall. Hinata, herself while protected from the attack, she still felt the aftershock and was blown backwards against the hard rock-strewn ground. The heavy footsteps then, came closer, each one landing with a heavy thud on the undergrowth. The creatures small eyes fixed on Hinata, still fallen in a heap from the fierce attack. Elliot tried to protect her once again but was quickly thrown aside and the creature taunted her, with a cocky laugh whilst spreading his arms in invitation. Her mind flashed at that second, one voice in her ear said “stay down” and the other more louder voice said, “you should help them.” She bit her lip and pushed herself up, slightly shaken but unperturbed. “I don't care who you are, you big horse thing. Don't hurt these creatu– my friends!” Then, quite suddenly – her legs started to move and she ran, full pelt in the other direction. Although, she hadn't meant to move at all, it felt like something was guiding her. @? ● 342 words [attr="class","bonesbottomb"] ![]() [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bonesbg]width:350px;background-color:#fcfcfc;[/newclass][newclass=.bonestopb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:130px 350px 0 0;border-color:#A7E5E5 transparent transparent transparent;[/newclass][newclass=.soul]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyricone]margin-top:-87px;margin-left:12px;margin-bottom:18px;color:#fcfcfc;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.hole]-webkit-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-moz-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-ms-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);-o-transform: rotate(-20.5deg);[/newclass][newclass=.boneslyrictwo]margin-top:-16px;margin-left:20px;color:#A7E5E5;font-size:16px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:verdana;text-align:left;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody]color:#999;padding:40px;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody span]color:#999;opacity:0.8;font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody b]color: #999; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbody:hover b]color: #93d0d9;[/newclass][newclass=.bonesbottomb]width:0;height:0;border-style:solid;border-width:0 0 150px 350px;border-color:transparent transparent #A7E5E5 transparent;margin-top:-30px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Feb 19, 2016 4:17:12 GMT
Thank goodness, the girl was running. Isaac was afraid when she started getting up, she was actually going to try throwing a punch. In contrast to the Impmon, the Sagittarimon looked much less pleased. He lunged forward slightly to make a grab for the human, but there wasn't much effort behind it. It seemed more like he was trying to scare her than actually harm her, strangely enough.
It did attract the attention of another, though. The Sagittarimon felt a thud on his back and a sudden pressure around his neck. Elliot had leaped at him, attempting to wrap him in a headlock. It wasn't very painful, especially considering the relative difference in power between them, but it was very annoying. The Veemon simply held on for dear life as the Sagittarimon tried to pry him off, the centaur holstering its bow so he could focus on using both hands.
"You have the nerve to stoop to such low tactics? You warriors may not be much different from my usual quarry after all," he remarked, but Elliot simply kept holding on. He watched Hinata as she ran, a pleading look in his eyes. It only communicated one thing: run.
While the Sagittarimon was occupied, Isaac swooped into action. Still levitating on a trail of darkness, he swooped down to the centaur's unguarded flank. Usually this would be when he tried to attack, but he knew it would be a fool's errand against a far stronger being. Instead he settled for grabbing at the quarry of arrows, shaking quite a few loose in his attempt at stealing the quarry. If they couldn't fight it fairly, they'd make themselves as annoying as possible to finally beat.
Their previous antics didn't get too much reaction. Touching such important arrows, however, seemed to set Sagittarimon off. As Isaac flew away he leaped high into the air, feet aimed in a direct smash. This game has gone on long enough! War Stomp!" he shouted, pushing down with all of his might. His feet made contact with the Impmon, who made swift contact with the ground. Only a quick, desperate roll prevented Isaac from being crushed by the Sagittarimon upon landing.
Immediately, Elliot got off of the Sagittarimon, running over to check on his brother instead. The Sagittarimon took advantage of this time to gather up his arrows, angrily cleaning the dirt and dust off of them.
At the very least, this escapade would give Hinata time to get away. |
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