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In a Corrupted Mind [Mission]
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Post by darkblade on Apr 13, 2016 22:51:06 GMT
At the very least, they were able to follow directions... but even at this stage of the 'game', Wizardmon was still getting a few surprises. Isaac was expected, and as Elliot didn't have a partner, that just made sense... but even Scout had a spirit form? Was the BlackAgumon a lone Digimon, then? "Ai, ai, ai..."
"Just be glad none of them are too big for the ship!"
Indeed, they were fortunate enough for that. It wasn't anything like a house-boat, but for all the machinery they had to fit, it was a sizeable vessel with an accessible lower level compartment. As Datamon sealed that shut, the machine took to the helm, the Wizardmon boarding as the last would get on. With how full up they were, there would be some holding onto the rails on the side, but it wasn't anything unmanageable. "We all on?"
"Get us set up, ya Wiz!"
"Tch. Excuse me for a second." Taking to the center of the boat, the Wizardmon hoisted his staff into the air. With its glow, two spells were declared in succession: "Wizardmon's spell, silence! BlueMeramon's spell, Haze!"
The effect would be simultaneous: resting the still-glowing staff at his side, a shimmering barrier would be seen around the boat, a near-transparent bubble and a shimmering wave, almost like steam. "Like this, none will be able to sense our data, hear us, or see us physically from the outside. Though... kind of hard to see from this side, I'll admit. Datamon?"
"Alright, hang onto somethin, kids!"
Dropping the tether off onto the dock, the Datamon kicked it off. After a short idle, the boat kicked off onto full speed. Impressively, the Wizardmon managed to brace himself and keep his footing, without hanging onto any part of the boat as it lurched. The rest, though? They had better have listened to their advice!
Away from the torchlight at the docks, it became very clear just how dark the Dark Area was. Blackness surrounded them, only the internal lights of the boat, and the downward-pointed headlights in front of them, could be seen. This made it impossible to navigate by normal means, against this star-less sky... which was why the Datamon continuously checked the sonar and radar on his display.
And after about twelve minutes, Datamon slowed the boat to a crawl. "Right about... nah. Exactly here."
"Hmph. Think you could have been in less of a hurry than that." The headlights dimmed, the shimmering barrier still around them (could shields even last that long?), as the Wizardmon rested his staff against the driver's station. It still kept its glow, as the mage pulled open the door to the storage compartment, before turning, quickly doing a headcount.
"Three, two, and four... nine." Muttering that to himself, he shook his head. "Alright, everyone stand off to the sides for a bit." He had anticipated up to eight, so this wasn't too much of a stretch. It couldn't be helped for space, but eight sleeping mats were pulled, and rolled out at the center of the boat. Muttering to himself again, his eyes flickered towards the BigAgumon. "You good sitting up? Can't really fit you otherwise."
"Everyone else, pick a spot." The Datamon was on a different task, pulling up a number of analytical devices: one for the ocean itself, one that looked like a sonograph to detect data signatures, and another to detect signatures of humans. The latter group would be handed out pulse sensors to be put over their finger and a single medical node ("Just place it against your temple"), while the former would automatically be detected by that second device.
"Be ready. As soon as everything's in place, we'll get this operation started."
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Post by Kai Haimura on Apr 15, 2016 1:40:12 GMT
Kai was still half convinced he shouldn't be here, but it was too late now. He took the offered node and pressed it to his temple, laying in the mat furthest back in the boat. Well, here goes nothing! Kuro and Shiro declined their own mats, curling up together on Kai's chest. Apparently it was rather more comfortable there- Kai just hoped it wouldn't screw up the transfer or anything.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 15, 2016 2:25:00 GMT
Isaac noticed the urgent tone in Maia's voice when she pleaded with him to stay safe. He wished he could revert back to human form for a bit, so he could try and take her hand or hug her for comfort. Instead, he simply looked her straight in the eye, trying to choke down the worry in his own voice and be her rock. "I'd be scum if I did something let us get torn apart so soon," he said. It felt so long ago, yet still so recently, that Isaac worked up the nerve to tell Maia how he truly felt. To already leave her, in a more permanent and deadly way, was inconceivable to him. "I'm gonna be fighting my hardest to come back to you in one piece. I promise." He made his way to one of the beds, Elliot heading for the one to his left. They were always each others' right-hand men, but today Elliot new that spot'd belong to someone else. Then, without any further word, they plugged in the neural implants.
Would it be like sleeping? Would this all be like one big fever dream? Or was it going to feel a lot more real? As their consciousness gave way to nothing but an endless darkness, they realized they were about to find out sooner rather than later.
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Post by Scout Evans on Apr 15, 2016 13:16:46 GMT
BigAgumon grunts at Wizardmon's words, and takes a seat instead of lying down. He low growl escapes his lips, almost unconsciously. Well, I guess that covers what effect BigAgumon's spirit has on Scout's personality. Less...chatty. He has to wait for some assistance from BlackAgumon to get the node slapped onto the space between his eyes. His arms just...aren't build to bend like that. BlackAgumon snorts and drops into a sitting pose next to his human partner...ish-type thing.
Whatever, this should be interesting if nothing else.
As Scout feels the device activate, the only thought on his mind is that he has to protect these other people. He doesn't know if they're stronger or weaker than he is, but it hardly matters. That's what he and B do. They protect people, even if they don't need it. Maybe that's not the best attitude to have, especially since he doesn't know most of these people, but...screw it. Too late to change now.
As he feels the darkness overtake him and his consciousness slip away, he really wishes he'd paid more attention to what Wizardmon had been saying. Oh well, time to muddle through it like he always does.
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Post by Maia on Apr 15, 2016 18:35:02 GMT
Letting out a sigh, Maia glanced toward Isaac, debating on if she wanted to say anything. He was far too relaxed about how dangerous this mission was, as far as she was concerned! Still, neither of the brothers seemed to want to turn back. If only they did! It was safer to be anywhere except for here!
Taking the node, the girl glanced around the boat. Kai was further to the back, with Kuu staring toward the twin Digimon that were with him. Picking a mat near Isaac, she took another deep breath. No backing out now! Still, maybe she should have talked to the kid that turned into the oversized Agumon. After all, he was the only one that she was unfamiliar with. Oh well, it was too late now.
Kuu, much like his yin-yang friends, refused his own mat, initially wanting to try to sleep on his tamer's face. With a few moments of fuss, he finally gave up and curled into a ball alongside her, face pressed into her neck.
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Post by darkblade on Apr 16, 2016 2:50:06 GMT
Not a bit of hesitation in this bunch, eh?
It didn't take long for all of them to get into their respective positions, and as they would settle in, the Datamon made sure that all of their 'data' was showing up properly onscreen. It didn't truly matter where all of them ultimately ended up... honestly, whatever made them comfortable was better than just working with these hard mats. "Datamon?" The Wizardmon called to his partner, as the sorcerer raised his hands. He had one more spell to cast, a warm aura cast over the group. It was easy to resist, but it served a point, as it helped lull the 'targets' to sleep.
"Heh... about that time then?"
Moving towards the back of the boat, the Datamon stood, an audible beeping behind its glass case. For those that hadn't already fallen asleep, the Datamon's declaration would be the last thing they would hear:
"Full hacking!"
A white pulse, behind the black veil behind the eyelids.
Then, silence. For several seconds, there would just be a feeling of floating, weightlessly drifting off in some vast, black space, with a faint, static-rich noise filling their ears, increasing in intensity as time went on. Just before it would reach a grating point, it would stop. The drifting, the noise, the weightlessness, all gave way in an instant. As if waking up, each member of the group would find themselves in a similar setting: either face down or lying against a warm bed of soil, a dreadful silence around them. As their eyes would stir open, a few things would become clear.
For one, they had all ended up in the same place: though somewhat more scattered than they were on the boat (Digimon resting on their partners would find themselves several feet away), they would all find themselves in the same clearing. The area itself didn't seem like one from the sea, or even remotely similar to anything in the Dark Area. This was more a forest setting, though a dreary one at that: looking up, one would see a sickly brown canopy, dry leaves snapping easily at the barest touch of wind. Beyond the canopy, a dark grey veil of clouds blotched over the sky. A casual glance would make it feel like it was going to rain.
The second thing that would come to mind would be the sheer heat: easily a broiling 110 degrees Fahrenheit, whatever had transpired at this place would make the 'warming' effect that the Wizardmon spoke of seem like a joke. But the thing that would be most off would require the closest eyes: in the mostly dead, crunchy underbrush around them, there would still be a few sprigs of plants clinging to life. Even these were struggling, but for an alien reason: despite being normal ferns and resilient, green plants, their stems and their leaves would seem ill, something bright and red pulsing like thin veins through their pores.
But why would this require the most observant of eyes?
Because, as nice as it would be to have time to look this area over, this place had a different idea.
One involving propeller birds, apparently. Not one, but seven of these creatures broke through the canopy, only a little over a minute since the group would have entered the area, decaying leaves and branches falling as they slipped through. And they would stay a good eight feet off the ground, red cords trailing from each, up through the thick trees. Each of them picked a Digimon, one of the seven that had just appeared in this clearing...
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And stared.
That was the best word for it, anyway. These creatures seemed more like sentinels, staring deeply at each of the Digimon here. Some dared to hover a little closer, but there seemed to be no ill-intent from them. Or any intent at all, almost like lifeless cameras staring down at them.
Attempting to analyze them with a Digivice would only return the following:
ERR##44|| ADX-0Q2@@@@@@@@
Clearly, this place wasn't normal. Not even for the standards of the Digital World.
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Post by Kai Haimura on Apr 19, 2016 1:39:45 GMT
Well, Dorothy, you sure ain't in Kansas anymore.
Kai picked himself off the ground, surprised that Kuro and Shiro weren't on his chest anymore. He stared around, trying to get a handle on the situation- What was this heat? A bead of sweat formed on his brow. It wasn't quite as hot as a sauna here- But he was sure that being out in this heat for too long wouldn't be good for him. Or for Maia. They needed to do this quickly, the two humans got heatstroke or something.
"If these are mental forms... Why do they react like a real body. Sheesh." Perhaps it was the heat which drove Kai to such an uncharacteristic statement, as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He wasn't even really here, in theory, and he felt like he could use a shower!
But he didn't have much time to complain about the heat- A group of strange, flying creatures had appeared. Appeared... And stared. Just stared, nothing else. It was honestly really creepy. Like some sort of... Doll. That was Kai's first thought on seeing those flying creatures. Flying dolls. And not the nice kind of doll, either. The creepy kind, with hair that grew, and...
"You're weird! Wanna play!?" Shiro was happy to interrupt Kai's train of thought, as always. The white Digimon had no sense of tension whatsoever- And couldn't he feel this heat? Silly question. This was Shiro, you know, who once had failed to notice that his tail was slightly on fire? Kuro's twin was so dense, he'd probably sink in the earth if it weren't a solid.
Still, Kai reached for his Digivice. He didn't really know what to expect here... But considering the creepy flying doll birds, the device made him feel a heck of a lot safer.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 19, 2016 4:03:34 GMT
Isaac grit his teeth, holding an arm out as a sign that Kai, Elliot, and Maia should get behind him. One of them was a squishy, powerless human. One of them was one of the most important people in his life. The last of them was both. He'd be damned if any of them got hurt on his watch, even if he was just an Impmon. For the longest time he simply stared back at them, not making any sudden movements. What if they were dangerous? What if they were alarms? What if it was a trap? This place frankly gave Isaac an advanced case of the creeps, and he wasn't about to risk taking his eye off of one for a second. A bit of sweat formed on his brow. Was it from the tension of the focused stare-down, or the sweltering heat? He wasn't sure, but he refused to even move as he held eye contact with the birds.
Would fighting be a good idea? He had no idea what power level they were, and frankly he didn't want to be the first to find out. Part of him considered just boosting up to Orochimon and testing it the old fashioned way, but if that didn't stop them it would just leave him powerless to do anything. Besides, they had weird cables connected to them and leading into the decaying woods. If he just unleashed his full power right away, it'd just be a warning to whatever they were connected to. Were they even connected to anything? That could have just been their tongues or something gross like that. Regardless, Isaac was completely torn on what to do now, so he figured holding his cards tight to his chest would be better than laying them all out on the table. He simply kept tight focus on them, occasionally adjusting his gaze to look at the ones focusing on Kaia, Maia, and Elliot while keeping his own in sight. To lose his vision on any of them would be death. "You guys seen anything like this before?" he asked, somewhat warily. Someone had to start asking the questions here!
Elliot, on the other hand, started walking up to his own. His head tilted upwards as he kept aiming to meet its gaze, even though it was so high in the air and he was only 3 feet tall in this form. Would jumping up be a good idea? Probably not. At the same time, he wanted to try and prompt some reaction from it. The way it just bored holes in his soul through its harsh gaze was really unnerving him. Hesitantly he lifted an arm to wave, doing so slowly and deliberately so that he wouldn't risk infuriating or startling it any. "Hey!" he called out, hesitantly. "My name is Elliot. It is very nice to meet you! Who are you?" Would it respond? Elliot had no idea. But the quietness and stillness in the air was too terrifying. He had to break it, even like this.
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Post by Scout Evans on Apr 20, 2016 0:09:53 GMT
"Rrrh," Okay. This was getting ridiculous. Scout couldn't even communicate with the rest of the group like this, nevermind these bizarre... things. He concentrates, triggering one of the other Spirits in his D-Scanner (or...Data. Wherever they are at the moment), and desperately hoping this won't be mistaken as a hostile action, "Chozetsu Digivolution," The oversized lizard growls. Golden light springs up around his body, forming a blazing aura through which only his original, human silhouette is visible. His body grows into almost seven feet. Golden armor presses itself into place around his body as long horns grow from his skull. Cute. "The Golden Hero, OmegaShoutmon, has arrived!" A deafening guitar squeal fills the air as...Captain Ridiculous takes the stage. So to speak. Alright. Ignoring the grumbling and sighing from BlackAgumon, OmegaShoutmon takes a few steps forward to stand behind Elliot. Elliot who hadn't wanted to startle anyone. Chances are that even if he hadn't, the guitar solo and exploding lights might've...done that. Oh well. If they don't react negatively, that should at least tell them whether these things are overtly hostile, or...whatever. Standing close can't hurt either, since he isn't sure that these other two can even Digivolve past their 'Sprite' forms, so...he might have to step in and shield them! From danger that he caused! Yup. BlackAgumon wanders away from his partner and goes to stand nearer Kai and the others, just in case he need to Digivolve into a giant meatshield. "Secondary Kid," He grunts to Kai, and then glances at Maia, "...Auxiliary Secondary Kid," Oh, good, so they have a backup Kai, apparently. Kai? Maia? Those are similar-enough names.
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Post by Maia on Apr 20, 2016 9:37:07 GMT
As soon as Maia opened her eyes, she found Kuu no longer against her. Lifting herself up, she looked around, letting out a small sigh. Why was it so warm? This was awful! Not that the tamer had time to think too much on it, or actually get a good look at her surroundings, as the welcome wagon arrived. Kuu stared up at one of the strange monsters, mouth open, but no words coming out.
Out of habit, the girl tried to scan one of them with her digivice, only to get some sort of error message. "Is this still broken?" Maia mumbled, tapping the screen of the device. Well, she shouldn't have expected it to magically work in any situation that could be helpful, right? Then, there was a pause, before adding, "Kuu, don't touch it. Get over here." While this sounded strangely calm, there was nothing calming about this situation! Isaac was in protective mode, Elliot was trying to make friends, who knew what Kai might be thinking, and she still had no idea who the guy that had just changed form even was. Why hadn't she bothered with introduction time?
Moving slowly, Maia decided that she should probably stay closer to the other squishy target. Her neighbor. The BlackAgumon nearby made some comment about secondary kids, causing her to look at him with a confused expression. "You... have a way with words, don't you?" Maybe the heat was getting to her. This couldn't be healthy!
Kuu was busy tilting his head at one of the strange creatures, ignoring his tamer's request to keep away from them. "But, Maia! They look cool! Think they like cookies?" No. No, Kuu. They probably didn't like cookies. In fact, they probably didn't want to eat anything, ever. When his tamer didn't actually answer, though, the Kudamon reached up with a paw, trying to convince the strange monster to come closer.
"I said don't touch it!" So much for that!
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Post by darkblade on Apr 21, 2016 3:08:09 GMT
And so they stared.
This group was definitely an interesting lot... though, for the D-Reaper, they had quite a different opinion of what interested them then most. It didn't matter how friendly or hostile anyone in the group acted, these little scouts wouldn't change expression, and for the most part wouldn't even move from their position.
Well, that wasn't entirely true. At Elliot's question, the Searcher assigned to the Impmon would tilt its head, a curious clicking emanating from deep in its core, like a curious bird. For a moment, it almost seemed like an attempt at a response, but it wasn't 'quite' that. OmegaShoutmon's appearance got a bit more action: the Searchers on Impmon and Blackagumon immediately lost interest in their respective quarries, and immediately circled around this far more interesting process of evolution. They looked to him, the Scouts looking at each-other, as if to confer, before they would all return to their original posts. Signs of power seemed to make them more curious than scared.
Kuu would get the most interesting response of all... provided that he didn't follow his tamer's orders. As the weasel beckoned, the scout would indeed come closer, and as the paw would touch its wing...
BZZZZT.
Merely touching it would prove dangerous. On contact, Kuu would feel a red goop coat over his paw, as a reaction forced him to be pushed back from the bird. It would cake on, sparking for a moment, feeling much like a deep burn, before the mass would vanish. It would hurt, but there was no lasting damage. Nor, still, was there any intent to hurt felt from these scouts. A few moments later, they would dart right back into the trees, as if something spooked them. But if they looked carefully, they would still see their masks glinting, looking over all of them.
They would watch. But as far as this place was concerned, they had seen enough. To the Impmon's left, the burnt bushes would shake, something else approaching fast. Eight red eyes pulsed, four pairs as pinpoints very close to each-other, before these... 'monstrosities' would crawl out. Moving, by dragging their front limbs, the similar cords dragging behind.
 These.... whatever they were, were each almost the size of BigAgumon. And as soon as the four of them would break through, they would hold position in a line, and 'stand' aiming their forearms forward, openings aimed at the group, arms engorging. The next moment, a stark bolt of red energy would fire out, firing from each 'Bubbles' towards Impmon, Veemon, Kuu, and Shiro, respectively. And it wouldn't just be a single shot: as a 'turret' entity, they would continue firing out, without rest, every two seconds. Their intent?
To tire them out.
And it wouldn't just be 'Bubbles': one more would appear a moment later, cutting through the canopy:
A single bladed enemy, this about half the size of the 'Bubbles' would appear from above. It seemed, for a moment, almost as passive as a 'watcher'. But its coat would unfurl, revealing several cords and scythes, each glistening with some red light. Cord dangling behind, it would shoot forth. But for which one of them?
For all the information the Searchers had collected... it turned, locking eyes with a single target.
Maia.
And it would shoot forth, to try and get in close. Blades flashing, it would throw out its wires, in an attempt to entangle its target!
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Post by Scout Evans on Apr 22, 2016 14:33:11 GMT
"Hard Rock Damashii!" Oh, good, we've started the crazy already, have we? OmegaShoutmon's form gleams in the light as a large fireball is formed in each of his hands (accompanied by a deafening guitar solo, which increases in pitch and volume as the fireballs expand in size). He propels them towards his target, the bladed thing going for Maia. What? She's so squishy! The rest of the people in the line of fire are all Digimon or Spirits. Mostly. Eh. Kai gets injured often enough that he's probably building up an immunity, so screw it.
"By Yggrasil's claws," Does Yggdrasil even have claws? Whatever. "Volcano Blaster!" BlackAgumon's stomach shines with purple light as he releases a stream of violet fire from his mouth towards one of the turret entities. Pro: His most powerful attack without digivolving! Con: Now he's going to have to wait forever to use it again.
Still, this is another fine mess that he's been dragged into, thanks to his association with this human. Guh. Life was so much simpler when he only had to deal with his own problems. Mostly dinosaurs trying to squash him. Still, he isn't sure what this...is. Can he even digivolve here? Is it worth trying? Or would it just be detrimental somehow? Could it even damage him?
"Any time the rest of you feel like jumping in is fine by me!" Scout, shut up. People are probably already doing things.
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Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 22, 2016 15:15:28 GMT
Isaac found rising to the occasion to be far easier than Elliot. Veemon was a solid, stout form built for combat. Impmon was an agile, floaty form built for keeping away. That was why Isaac was able to gracefully flip and leap out of the way of the turret's firing, while Elliot had to clumsily fling himself out of harm's way and endure several glancing blows. At this rate he'd end up tiring far more quickly, and against these strange foes who knows what that might have meant? Still, for now both brothers were fresh, although Elliot had no clue how long he could hold out for. Would there be room for counterattack of Digivolution? Not with this hail of bullets coming their way.
It was the appearance of the pendulum beast, and specifically who it sought to target, that first caught Isaac's attention. He whipped around, preparing to hurl an Imp-losion at the monster, but his concentration was shattered by a shot to the head. His attention was currently split between his vow to protect Maia and his attempts at dodging the bubbles. He could barely even disengage from combat. How was he supposed to help at this rate? Thankfully Scout came onto the scene, blasting at it with a large burst of energy. Normally he'd be irked about missing his chance, but Maia's safety meant far more to him than his ego. Instead he tried to plan his next move, hoping to both dodge the turret and retaliate for that creature even thinking of targeting Maia. The key was to wait until the turret was just about to fire, Isaac nestling between the one that targeted him and the one that targeted Elliot.
It fired. Zero seconds. "Explosive Warp!" he shouted. One second to shout the move out, one more second to disappear. By the time the turret would have started to fire Isaac would have vanished in a small explosion, hoping to hit Elliot's pursuer with both the explosion and the ensuing turret blast. Then came the backswing of the move. Isaac planned to reappear where the pendulum monster's next location would be, after either dodging or being smashed by Scout. Would it even still be there in two seconds time, or would Isaac find himself exploding next to nothing but open air? It was a risky move, and one that would likely leave him wide open for attack if it missed, but he knew he had to try.
Elliot continued trying to dodge and weave, wishing he could deal with sustained projectile fire as easily as Isaac could. However, he knew there just wasn't much opportunity to run. So long as he was under heavy fire, it was keep dodging as Veemon or run into the terrifying forest of nightmares. Compared to being stuck in Sprite form? Nightmare forest started to sound increasingly appealing, especially if he kept to the edge of the woods. Once Isaac teleported away Elliot bolted, keeping close to a nearby tree and holding his Digivice tight. He held it closely to his chest and prayed that nothing would ambush him as he surrounded himself in a cocoon of light.
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Post by Kai Haimura on Apr 24, 2016 23:37:27 GMT
"More friends!" Shiro piped excitedly, at the appearance of more strange creatures. Four four armed ones, and one with... Hooked ropes for arms? Kai wasn't really certain that 'friends' was the right word... But they weren't necessarily hostile... right? He maintained a grip on his digivice, but didn't use it yet. He wanted to figure out what was going on, first... Though it seemed unlikely. Scout, of course, had no such hesitation.
But everything changed when the new creatures started to attack. "Twin Digivolution!" Kai called, Kuro and Shiro becoming enveloped in balls of energy, matching their color. After the usual sequence of thse orbs seeming to merge, then separating again, "Yinmon," and "Yangmon! stood towering over the clearing. Quite a bit larger than any of the other Digimon.
Shiro didn't bother with the whole dodging thing. The first few lasers struck dead on, but if he felt it, he didn't let it show. "Is that what you want to play? Okay! Yang Blast!" A large orb of white energy leapt from SHiro's mouth, towards the creature which had fired on him! Shiro... Has some interesting ideas on what playing is, apparently.
Kuro, on the other hand, was happy to avoid the laser blasts. "Fade Away," She declared, a thick cloud of mist gathering around the black Digimon. She slipped away through what was essentially a smokescreen, away from the area the strange creatures were attacking. Not being nearly as durable as her brother, Kuro knew that she couldn't afford to take nearly as many hits as Shiro was willing to.
Throughout all this, Kai was slightly panicked. Not because he was endangered, no- Other than a few stray shots, nothing even came close to him. But as one of the creatures attacked Maia... The only thing that kept her safe was SCout. Kai could do nothing. Nothing but sit there was dead weight. A living battery for Kuro and Shiro. He was certain that his being here... He wasn't going to be of use. At all. Even Maia would be able to help, but Kai... Kai was just a squishy target for the creatures to attack. Shiro may be confident in his ability to fight everything... But Kai just couldn't share that confidence.
Cooldowns.
Yang Blast: One turn
Fade Away: Two turns
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Post by Maia on Apr 26, 2016 0:34:47 GMT
Why would the Kudamon ever listen to his tamer? Especially since the mystery monster decided to actually come in playing range! Touching the strange creature, the fox found himself pulling his paw back, and staring at the red goo for a few moments, while it sparked. It seemed to take several seconds, while his tamer watched from a seemingly safe distance, before Kuu began rapidly flapping his paws around, screeching, "hot! Hot-burny-hot!" As suddenly as the rookie had reacted, the goop was gone, and he found himself staring at his paws, before slowly reaching out to try to touch the stranger's wing again.
Before Maia could tell him to stop, the scouts dashed into the trees. Kuu let out a disappointed groan. But, what if he had licked the goo? Now, he'd never know! Didn't the stupid rookie ever learn? If it burned his paws, what would happen if he tried to eat the substance? Oh well, no time to think about that! Soon, the pipefox found himself weaving around attacks. "We're friends! Supposed to friend-stuff! I just wanted to poke!"
Clutching her Digivice to her chest, one of the monsters had seemed to take interest in her. This was bad. "K-Kuu. Digivolve," she squeaked, moving to take a step back. Thankfully, others were paying enough attention to keep her from, hopefully, being ensnared by the threat. At least Mr. Flashy-Spirit-User might be able to help, since Maia certainly couldn't defend herself!
Even though the fox could tell that his tamer needed assistance, there was no way he could reach her in a decent time! Especially in Rookie form! "Kudamon, digivolve to... Reppamon!" At least, nothing wouldn't stop him from trying to run to Maia, despite still being under attack from the 'Bubbles.' This was a lot of effort! Good thing the Digimon always had plenty of energy to burn!
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