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Post by cylesic on Nov 28, 2016 7:33:49 GMT
Now, this was just getting unfair. Bacomon needed to maximize his effort against his two opponents, he now had two equally-leveled Rookie Digimon fighting against him. Never you mind the Baby Digimon, he had to get rid of these two louses first. Alban looked around the surroundings, for some reason, Pabumon and Zurumon had disappeared and were no were to be found. He started to cough heavily, a sick, invisible fluid had slowed down his breathing and slowly he began to choke. This was a familiar feeling, he only ever had this this during spring time when the flowers were completely in bloom. He looked at the plant-like Digimon who was still passed out on the ground. Was it her activating his asthma? No, she didn't have any flowers, what could be going on. Within the blond boy's mind, the blue, pig-like Digimon's sudden blue glow was something that couldn't surprise him during that moment as his breathing numbed his brain from any surprises. A Digimon similar to a kangaroo with wings came out of the cocoon and quickly shot a bright metal light from it's mouth. It smashed right into... Bacon, was it? Bacon's face was struck with the flash grenade and the red wisp within the box began pulsating. Bacomon began shrieking in pain, this was no longer something he could wipe off his face. The light blurred his vision and he could only see small outlines of his two enemies. He shot out two more ribbons, both seemingly embedded with yellow slime, this time from his hands, a box followed at the tip of the crimson blade and detonated on impact. Was this the strength of Digimon? When Pabumon and Zurumon got to Rookie, would they have this much destructive power? Alban held unto his chest a bit tighter, somehow the unseen pollen in his lungs began clogging his breathing but the Tanemon was still passed out on the floor. He looked at the Digivice, fighting the numbness of his brain, somehow, worrying for the two small Digimon. The EXP bar began rising periodically, their experience was increasing? Did this mean they were going to "Digivolve" soon, were they going to be as strong as Brad and Dorimon's new form? Bacomon slammed his hands to his face as he grunted. His arms tugged the strings that had incapacitated him.
Battle Messages:
- Bacomon attack both Brad and Dorumon with a Transdelivery Attack.
- Bacomon is blinded and is easier to hit.
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Post by Nik & Brad on Nov 28, 2016 9:31:31 GMT
Oh dear. If the Brad of ten minutes ago had walked into this cafe and saw how he was now - snarling with anger, his red T-shirt torn with holes from shrapnel, slashing at another Rookie level furiously, he would have sworn he was having a nightmare of some kind.
However, he had never seen a digimon as sick and evil as this one - one who was trying to kill baby digimon (even if these digimon had insulted him). Although there were probably countless more evil digimon in the world, Brad... hadn't found a reason to fight like he was before now.
He saw the flashy lightshow around Hikaru, then his eyes widened a little as he realized what was happening. Digivolution, so the Dorumon was now a rookie level like him. Alright! This should show this cardboard menace what they were made of.
Hikaru launched a flash-bomb like attack at Bakomon. Brad saw it coming just in time and jumped back, shielding his eyes from the flash. It seemed it hit its mark.
Bakomon was by now being absolutely hysterical. Brad seriously thought something was wrong with him. Well, at least he was focused on them now.
Then the exploding parcels came flying again. Brad ducked under a table in order to avoid it. It was off target due to Bakomon's blindness. However, that left him wide open.
Hidden under the table in a crouching position, Brad silently readied his paw again, glowing with golden energy. He peered out from under the tablecloth, then punched the floor hard, sending another Rail Smash silently toward his enemy.
He would have probably given one last chance for mercy if this was any normal battle, but this Bakomon seemed like he was completely irrational and unreasonable. There would be no reasoning with him, so they would simply have to force him to stop. It seemed he was almost about to stop, seemingly held in place by whatever that slime was. Brad flinched at the sight of it. It seemed he was actually being possessed by some sort of virus. This was just horrible.
Battle Messages:
- Brad ducks under the table to avoid the flying parcel.
- Brad sends a Rail Smash toward Bakomon.
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Post by yuuki on Nov 28, 2016 9:59:16 GMT
Yellow slime? For attacks? That sounds utterly suspicious. Hikaru saw that the Digimon about to attack him, but he have an idea... An idea that of course should be enacted immediately. Hikaru's primordial interface on his forehead glows briefly, showing ternary codes that seem to make up his body. Following that, his paws shines bright orange. Hikaru made a sweeping hand move above him, few moments before the box made a contact. It quickly explodes into confetti.
...At that moment, Hikaru was no longer on that spot. Did he got blown away?
...No, he actually appeared behind the Bakomon, using the confetti as a distraction. Golden force field surrounding him nullified the damage. Knowing that the Bacomon is still blinded, he aimed a kick to his back to push him forward to meet with Brad's attack. Using the recoil force, Hikaru landed in rather flashy manner on other side of Brad, with the Bacomon between them. If that doesn't help, then... Next turn, he will use much better attack. However, his shield immediately absorbed back into his body. This time, Hikaru's interface once again shone and pretty much enveloped his body with faint light that dies out after a few moments. Yet, the Dorumon doesn't look as if he's going to stop.
Battle Summary:
* Hikaru defended against Bacomon's attack using Light Shield
Light Shield: Covers self from enemy's attack, reducing the damage (by about two child level attacks). If the enemy attacked and this skill ended up having surplus of defense power left, then this shield will heal Hikaru for the surplus amount. 2 turns cooldown.
* Hikaru appeared behind Bacomon and kicked him forward so Brad's attack would hit him better.
Cooldown Status:
Gleaming Bomb: READY
Light Shield: 2 turns cooldown.
PASSIVE ACTIVATED!
Data Fix - Speed:
When healed, increase speed by 10% for 2 turns. More healing doesn't stack the speed, but instead would refresh the duration.
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Post by cylesic on Nov 28, 2016 14:42:45 GMT
Bacomon was quickly struck behind him and in front of him. He tumbled right unto the floor, he stood up with a bit of pain and like a puppet his body warped up into a standing position. The ominous crimson in the hole where his eye should be flickered with a raging strength of a beast who had enough. His head violently rotated towards Brad and then to Hikaru. A small snicker that sounded like bones breaking echoed from his body.
"You think you're all so clever with your unfair tactics!?" He screamed at the two opponents.
From every angle on his body, ribbons shot out. Twelve ribbons in total, six pointing upwards and six pointing downwards, for some reason, each one was slathered with a yellow or green slime. They formed cages on Hikaru and Brad, the strands of ruby hair raveling their targets.even the two tamers who had stood by their Digimon. Bacomon walked smugly towards Brad.
"You think you're so high and mighty, being the hero?" He raised his hand at the ursine creature ready to release an onslaught now that he had a more fair advantage.
"Let's see what stories they right of you when you die." A large boom escaped from his hand and hurled towards Brad "Die!"
Ponk...
The box hung on a dead, short string on his hand and barely exploded. Bacomon's eyes gave an embarrassed, shocked look as he stared on his failed attack. From the hole where the box came from, a disgusting yellow-green gel seeped through. In fact, as he looked around in the funnelweb he dominated, every single one was slathered with a similar liquid, save for a few.
"Pabumon!? Zurumon!?"
Bacomon realized that his two other opponents were missing the entire time. Was this liquid all their work? Alban also thought of the same thing and looked at his Digivice, the HP bar was still just 1/8 left of the bar, they were still alive. Bacomon stomped his foot and shrieked.
"Where are you, you trashy little urchins!?" The box Digimon's squeal echoed through the cafe as he listened closely to the sound of slime moving.
He quickly turned his head towards a direction and shot a ribbon towards a strange flash of yellow. Alban held his chest again as his coughing refused to subside.The final ribbon found a way to tangle between a few sets of ribbons and raveled his body into a small cocoon. He struggled in his state and began to throw a tantrum. After a while, he started becoming more silent and a glimmer of light came from his eyes.
"If you bastards aren't gonna show yourselves, I'm gonna blow this whole place to smithereens!" His head detached from his tangled body. "My entire head is a powerful bomb which will kill ALL your friends. You want that you stupid munchkins!?"
The sound of a bomb fuse being lit on fire echoed from within the box. An entire bomb!? Alban realized that this was going too far. Oh, where was his allies, his eyes began to blur from the mix of fear in his head and the clogging of his lungs. The box Digimon started counting down impatiently.
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two.
...
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One!
They say when you die, you see a bright light. They always say that it's a white light, but Alban saw a burst of sunset orange cloud his eyes. He knew he couldn't trust these "Digimon". At this point, he could no longer wish that it was all a dream. No one was waiting for him up there in heaven, he closed his eyes and embraced the eigengrau. In the darkness of the night, he felt the opposite of a tear flow down in his cheeks. Warmth. A smile spread on his cheeks, as a childish nostalgia entered. He opened his eyes so he could wait to be greeted by the pearly gates.
Blood vessels surrounded the room he was in and in front of him, was a small chocolate birthday cake with a single candle that lit up like a firework, multiple cherries were placed around it that was delicately placed on top of whipped cream. Below it was a cardboard bo--
Wait a minute.
The many ribbons that had pierced through the walls of the establishment slowly deteriorated into blue light that formed all types of shapes. Bacomon's body dropped down beside the cake which what was on top of a box that was the same size as Bacomon's head. The Tanemon suddenly appeared near the box and blew out the candles, the air of the flame suddenly turning into silent painful screams.
"Thanks for the help, dearies." The Bacomon's corpse glowed a blue light before turning into random sigils that flew into the cracks of the walls then the entire building. "The cake is a lie, by the way." She giggled.
The building suddenly started "rebuilding" itself, tables and chairs that were flung around went back to their same positions before the place was ravaged, cracks on the wall had small pieces of dust compacted and fixed. When the building had finished rebuilding itself the blue light compressed into a small egg-shaped object and faded.
"Wh-whoooah!" A strange, new voice cried from the ceiling.
"Wait up for me, Motimon!" Another voice laughed and fell on top of the creature, leaving traces of hair floating through the air.
"Grown-up already, you pair of rascals?" The Tanemon jumped on a table and gave a small laugh.
"G-grown up, what do you mean by th--?"
Digivolution. If this is what happened to Hikaru, this is probably what happened to Pabumon and Zurumon. The new creatures in front of him were a pink skin-covered creature that looked like three scoops of ice cream on top of each other and the other one shared Zurumon's eyes but was covered with plant-like hairs, this was probably what was causing his asthma attacks from earlier.
"S-so, you're alright!? Pabumon? Zurumon?" Alban said surprisingly as he looked at the Digivice that still had a small sliver of HP left.
"Yes, we're alright, Alban." Motimon gave a sweet smile.
"A-and you might not wanna call us Pabumon and Zurumon anymore. Our names are Motimon and Popomon now."
"Once again, thank you so much, dearies." Tanemon sat on a table and smiled. "I'm so sorry for the troubles."
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Post by Nik & Brad on Nov 29, 2016 2:09:26 GMT
Wow, this Dorumon sure could move. If Brad wasn't disgusted by this entire battle taking place, he would have been rather impressed and would land a compliment. However, he only hoped that the combination of Dorumon kicking the Bakomon forward into his attack would only make this battle end faster.
Instead, what the Bakomon said filled him with even more disgust. "Unfair tactics? Us?! YOU'RE the one who's picking fights with digimon weaker than you, you pathetic bully!" Brad spat at him. "We've given you so many chances to back off but you just keep coming at us. I never thought I'd meet a digimon as horrible as you. I wouldn't be surprised if you're from the Dark Area itself!"
Then Brad was apparently snared in some sort of cage with those demonic tentacle things. Bakomon appeared to sneer at him and claim that he would be killed in this next attack. Brad didn't think so. He ripped apart the cage with his Rumble Ripper attack and could have easily counter-attacked. After all, Bakomon was only a Rookie level like him, digimon of the same level couldn't dominate over the other like he seemed to be attempting.
Then... his attack seemed to fail all on its own. Yellow ooze seemed to be pouring from him. Then he was suddenly occupied with the baby digimon, but they didn't show up anywhere. Then an extraordinary, surreal set of events occurred. Brad was a little confused as to what exactly was going on. However, he thought that the best thing to do if he survived whatever was happening would be to never speak of it again.
Apparently a cake now stood where Bakomon once was. Tanemon was alright. And the babies had digivolved to their In-Training forms.
Brad... needed to sit down. He was panting from the effort of that battle. He felt absolutely horrible. His shirt was torn and ripped, he was hurting, and he was tired.
"I... think I might just go in a minute" he said. "D-does anyone... require healing?" he asked, knowing that it was his duty to heal everyone up after the battle was over. But he would rather just rest and recover for a while.
He turned to Tanemon. "If you get customers as horrible as that frequently, I suggest you have the city authorities on speed-dial" he said, scowling. He didn't feel good about this fighting at all, it only confirmed to him that it was a horrible experience. He was deeply hurt by what happened here.
If nobody required healing, Brad would simply leave. He had had enough.
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Post by yuuki on Nov 29, 2016 3:47:40 GMT
Hikaru looked at the other Digimon in disgust. Never did he find someone this repulsive since the appearance of that certain Bearmon and his evil laywer of a cohoot. Normally, indeed the Dorumon is chill and overall humorful, but this one... he is dead serious. If he could be Alphamon at this moment, he would definitely turn into one and just decimate this guy to smithereen. Brad's anger was truly justified. He understand how idiotic this guy sounded... no, more like, how crazy this guy sounded.
"Unfair? Well, shit, I totally have no idea that after you would scream and whine after got your fun taken away from you. Sooo~~rry, was it too much for you? You beat babies and suddenly got the table turned around to you. Yeah, I can't say that you can't smell that from miles away. Do you like that, you big pile of dung? Oh, of course you can't. They say that you can't smell your own stink anyway, because you're too used to it! Dirty tricks? Duh, sorry, I should've turned into armor next time. I have no idea that you're that kind of guy, you know... you're just miiiiisssing some blond mop and you're great to go~
...You know what? I don't want to have the cute bear to somehow do the dirty work. Come here, I'll delete you. That's the only salvation for an ugly cardbox of madness like you."
Hikaru walked forward slowly, but stopped when the attack came. At first dodged, but upon seeing that it's about to trap his partner too, all he can see is red. JUST HOW MUCH THIS GUY WANNA PLAY DIRTY!?
"BASTARD!!"
Hikaru quickly dashed toward where Yuuki is, then with only looking at each other, they understood what they should do.
"FROSTY TRAIL!" Hikaru sweeped his tail toward the ribbon cage that encapsulate Yuuki, hitting it and freezing it. Quickly, Yuuki kicked the ribbons hard, breaking it into pieces. Both of them glared at the crazy box, completely very angry. Yuuki was about to do another kick at the Digimon this time, had it not for... the strange thing happening with it threatening to explode. Even if does explode, he wonder just how little the damage will be, considering it's still a child stage afterall. Yuuki kicked a table down to act as a barrier for both of them, and maybe if Alban could, he would also duck.
...What happened next could be simply spoken with one english word that Yuuki's girlfriend love to utter in this such situation.
"...ワット。ザ。ファック (What the fuck)"
Hikaru approached the Bearmon and pat his back. "You're the one who looks that you need healing the most, Pal... sorry that it came to this... Hey, I'll buy you a new shirt, how does that sounds? Because you deserved it!"
...Now that he think of it, this cafe is different than the one he often visited with Yuuki. Seriously, what the hell is this Portal tier of mindfuck?
"...I think I also have enough here. Clearly your Digimon can fight, and clearly that's like the 101 you need in battling. I dunno what else I can give, especially when our Digivice function is so different," Yuuki said. He was tired, but honestly, that sort of battle was on the weirdest of weird in his book. His adrenaline is already on the highest level.
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Post by cylesic on Nov 30, 2016 13:33:41 GMT
Alban looked at his allies that were dragged into the mess. Popomon. Motimon. Hikaru. Brad. Digimon were such strange creatures, yet a part of him empathized with that. Popomon and Motimon who were estranged all their lives almost being left behind by him, Dorumon who he couldn't understand for his rash personality and Brad who was infinitely kind yet infinitely strong.
"I-I'm sorry, you guys. I wish I could calm you down, but I'm not reall--" His next set of words were just full of stutters. He stared at the jaw-breaker floor that was now perfectly clean. How? "I... I think I like it here in the Digital World and I wanna thank you guys for letting me feel this way. Even though it's still kind of weird." He snickered.
"Brad, buddy, you're gonna be the one who needs a lot of healing, don't worry about us." Popomon pat the ursine creature on the back together with Hikaru. "Thanks for helping us get back a stage, friend." Motimon smiled.
"Yuuki, we might have slowed you down a bit from your journey, we're sorry for that." Motimon looked at the duo who were now more than tired. "If you wanna go your own ways, we perfectly understand, we can handle everything ourselves here."
"Such a sweet thing you friends are." The Tanemon said in the background.
If his friends decided on leaving him to be on their own ways, Alban would gladly go his own way back to the station. He wanted to explore the Digital World a bit more and see it's sights and probably want to ride one of those talking trains. It was such a foreign sensation for him to crave this much adventure, but he somehow wanted to thank his friends for showing him the light.
He quickly embraced his three other friends one-by-one and brushed off the blue furs on his shirt. It was corny, but he had nothing else to say, he looked at his partners who were still very blob-like in appearance. They looked at him with obviously envious faces, but they were used to the feeling but instead of looking for it from their partner asked the other three for a hug as well. The trio had a giggle afterwards at how awkward the situation was.
"ねぇ、けっぺきしょう..." ("Hey, Keppekishou...") A familiar voice called behind them, the Tanemon sat on the counter and eyed them.
"Be careful of the opponents you face in the future." The plant-like creature began to chuckle, almost in a villainous, wicked way. "There are things worse than dirt and muck and chaos. Much. MUCH. Worse." A red light glowed from it's eyes which made the blond boy blink, when he opened his eyes, he was outside the cafe possibly in front of his friends who would have been mysteriously warped together with him.
"Wh-what was that?" Alban said with chattering teeth.
Motimon just shrugged nonchalantly.
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Post by Nik & Brad on Dec 1, 2016 1:21:09 GMT
Brad really appreciated it as Hikaru walked over toward him. He had indeed taken the most damage from the fight. He even managed a smile when the Dorumon said that he'd buy him another shirt. And the sentiment from the Popomon and Motimon were nice too.
"Thanks, that's very kind of you" he said. "Very well, if you're sure..." he held his paws together, closing his eyes. A golden light began to shine from them. "Brother Bear Light". With this technique, Brad's surface wounds closed, and the pain from the blasts and shrapnel faded. However, his exhaustion did not. He yawned, probably needing a sleep after this.
"Thank you all for holding yourselves in battle there... I don't think I could have defeated him myself" Brad said, and hugged Hikaru and then the babies in turn, then returned Albon's. He wasn't sure if Yuuki would like one so he simply shook his hand.
"Well... yes. I think I do need to have a nap somewhere" the Bearmon said. "It was nice to meet you all, and... I wish it could have been under better circumstances" he sighed. This was... honestly the first time he had seen another digimon die in combat. He felt hollow and sad inside, as though a large part of his ideals and happy personality had been shattered. He honestly didn't know if he would ever be the same. Honestly, all he had wanted to do was to help out a new human and his digimon partners, not fight a murderous monster. But... he supposed that he had done them a favour, helping them to hold their own and digivolve.
"Perhaps we can meet up after my nap and do some shopping together?" Brad offered Hikaru. With that, Brad headed off somewhere to have a sleep.
[Thread exit]
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Post by yuuki on Dec 1, 2016 2:44:54 GMT
"...It's not you guys held me back on my journey or something..." Yuuki muttered. "It's just I don't even know if I can be help more than this. We seem to have different digivice function. Hora?" he showed his Digivice, then showed the functions on it, mainly the digital map, real world time, digital world time, tracking and otherwise function that doesn't even show HP and such. "See? There's nothing about there here."
Hikaru quickly slipped Brad some money. "Brad, my dear chap, you sounds like a really great man and today you've gone through a lot. I understand it would upset you, especially if you think that today would be fun, but I can't blame you for that. Use this money to stay in some hotel. I'm not sure if this is enough, but I think they will give you dinner and breakfast for tomorrow."
Yuuki cleans off the dirt on his trousers when...
"...I so don't want to return to that place again." Yuuki muttered. Yeah, who want to return to that place where it could teleport you?
"...Or actually, why don't we go to the hotel me and Yuuki is staying, Brad? That way we can go out together to buy shirt for you!"
Sounds like a good idea, honestly.
"So what are you boys going to do? I hope that you have plan?"
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