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Post by Junjo Natsuki on Jun 29, 2017 6:27:21 GMT
Junjo sighed, his neck growing hot as he became a bit nervous. This was going to be harder than he had thought. He pressed his palms against the witness stand and peered in Ogremon's eyes. "I mean, did Labramon ever stay out late. Or bring home any other doggies that weren't Mrs. Dobermon?"
He said before leaning back up and folding his arms behind his back. "Surely only a sicko would do something so terrible. I'm just wondering if--Labramon is a good husband."
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Post by Asher on Jun 29, 2017 6:55:56 GMT
The monster at the stand gave a nervous stare, trying to figure out how to respond. "No! He is good doggy! No other dogs in the house!" Ogremon's eyes widened, staring at Dobermon, "he is a good dog! He didn't even bring cats in the-" the Digimon froze up, as if processing that he was speaking too much. Finally, O. Germon turned his head to look toward Labramon. "I hope that mission guild found peoples to help you." On cue, a paper airplane soared through the air, aiming to hit Junjo in the head. "Ashpurr!" Whiskers shouted, from her stand, "this is inapurropriate! Do mew need to be removed?!" "No, your honor. Sorry. I couldn't resist," the redhead admitted, propping his chin up with the palm of one hand, while the other dropped off the table and into his pocket. "I promise! No more harassing the prosecutor! He just needed to lighten up, you know?" Green eyes twitched, tail lashing. "You're going to lose if you do these things! Just fur doing them!" "In any conventional manner, I already have. With all due respect, your honor." While the bickering was happening, Ogremon looked even more distressed than before, while Labramon began shivering. Oh, they were so going to lose! He didn't want to go to prison! How was this a fair trial, at all?! His attorney was clearly crazy, and even the witness was afraid to say anything that could get him on Dobermon's bad side! With any luck, Junjo would notice that the paper airplane had writing on it. 'You have a distraction to digivolve. Can you give one for me? Could use a Thorn Bomb or something. Don't target Whiskers, please! '
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Post by Junjo Natsuki on Jun 29, 2017 8:20:18 GMT
Junjo rolled his eyes. "Mr. O. Germon. Please don't speak to the defend--" He blinked as something bopped him softly in the head. The firm poke of the end of a paper airplane. It fell into his hands and he opened it up while the two familiar figures were arguing.
"He wants me. . .to digivolve?" He asked himself quietly. He wasn't sure if that was the right thing to do, but he had a hard time saying no to Asher. He pulled out his digivice and held it next to his leg, gripping it tightly before muttering: "Execute--Human Spirit Evolution--" all while the Dobermon glared at him.
"WHAT are you doing?!"
But it was too late, soon Junjo wasn't Junjo anymore, but a much more serious creature known as Kimorimon. He hopped up from the table, which was mostly a silent action thanks to his wings, and summoned an emerald colored orb in front of him, firing it at the ground and watching little energy thorns fly about the room, but miss Fluffers and Asher. The things he did for that redhead. . . .
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Post by Asher on Jun 29, 2017 9:14:36 GMT
"-The trail's nya-t ovfur! How can you have lost?"
"Well, I mean, beside that it's entirely rigged?" Asher hummed, looking to his panicking client. "And I know it's technically not winning, but I've been told I'm a sore loser. What do you think?" With a small motion in Junjo's direction, Dobermon's shout had been enough to finally draw attention to the new situation developing. "Not bad for not getting the e-mail, huh?"
Leaning his chair back onto two legs, the redhead hummed, while the jury began to move in a panic, and those observing either began to run toward or away from the explosion. "Yatagaramon." Wouldn't it be more polite to call her by her name? Ah well. It didn't seem that spirit evolutions really minded, as feathers whirled upward, dispersing as a black crow Digimon replaced the attorney. Between an explosion and, "Blackout," filling the room with smoke and sounds, this was going to be a lot easier than anticipated!
Hopping from the stand, the 'Judge' hurried to pull on Labramon's paw. "You're a terrawrble loser, Ashpurr!" Finally getting the confused canine Digimon to follow, Whiskers began ushering him out of the room. "What are mew going to do when these stupid ideas fall through?"
To this, the crow shrugged, albeit shrouded by the smog, "figure it out when the time comes. Hey, I was told to get him out of here. Not to prove he's innocent. Are you really going to complain?"
"Yes!"
Of course. Couldn't make a cat happy! Ah well. At least Whiskers had managed to sweep Labramon out of the room while the distractions were still in effect! "Junjun. You in there?" Asher clicked, stepping closer to the Fairy Type. "We should get out of here before the next trial is ours. What do you think? I'll explain everything on the way home, alright?"
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Post by Junjo Natsuki on Jun 30, 2017 6:20:59 GMT
The Dobermon snarled and barked about the trial. "What's going on! Where is everyone going?!! Get back here! He's guilty! Guilty I'm telling you!!"
However she was the last thing on Kimorimon's mind as he was called to by the crow creature.
"Junjun stepped out for a moment." The fairy digimon spoke, the spirit coming completely through for now. "Yes, let us leave before we experience more trouble."
He made himself known, clearing some of the smoke from around himself with his wings. "That was quite the show you orchestrated, Asher."
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OOC: I would like bits please as my post reward.
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Post by Bonetrousled? on Jul 13, 2017 1:47:32 GMT
Approved!
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