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Post by Amelie on Jan 17, 2018 13:27:25 GMT
A gasp of awe was probably not enough of a reaction to what was happening in front of Amelie's very eyes, but... it was a still somewhat of a fitting reaction.
See, for somebody who hadn't large scale digimon fights, looking at something like a tournament was a little breathtaking, not to say a bit of a terrifying sight to behold. In fact, she wasn't sure on which fight to focus; there were so many interesting combatants, and so many fights to see that, in a sense, the whole experience was a little overwhelming.
At least the colosseum was accommodating to everyone who wanted to see the fights unfolding. And, given that some of her acquaintances were participating in the whole ordeal, maybe she'd be able to find others in where the spectators sat? It was pretty amazing how K, Takeshi, and Elliot were all participating.
Maybe the Digital World was smaller than what she thought? Probably not something worth thinking at the moment, especially in the face so much excitement!
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Post by Alice Jones on Jan 17, 2018 18:39:38 GMT
The stands were crowded, Alice was glad that Timothy got them good seats early. She sat on Leo's shoulder as he made his way through the crowd. There were advantages to having a big buff lion as your partner, one of which being that you can literally ride on it's shoulder given her small size. Once they got to their seats, she plopped down next to Leo with some popcorn that she had this whole time.
With that, they started cheering Timothy on, only because there was most likely some devious plot between Bibi, Faluo, Nyao, Leo, and her to get both Timothy and Katsura in here. Obviously the pair were watching Timothy at the moment, "Come on Timothy! Beat this scrub so you can go on to beat up on your Girlfriend!"
Leo was completely okay with this. The big cat of nonstop justice was completely okay with forcibly shipping people together. Maybe he wasn't the big cat of justice any more... BUT THE BIG CAT OF SHIPPING!!!
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Post by Asher on Jan 19, 2018 4:30:24 GMT
Arriving a little late to the 'party,' Asher began his way to the seating sections. There was an occasional tiny crunching sound from behind him, as his feline mercenary munched away on popcorn within the bag that she had wrapped her tendrils tightly around. "Who're mew rooting fur?" The Meicoomon inquired, through a mouthful of popcorn. There were so many fights today, after all!
"It sounds like Alicia, K, and Elli--"
With a sudden stop, something white darted past the redhead's feet. Soon, a blonde-haired girl hurried past, mumbling a, "sorry, sorry!" as she bolted across the staircase, trying to hush-shout at the Digimon that worked to outrun her.
"It looks like fun, though! I gotta get in one of those fighty things too!" The partner squealed, as it weaved beneath a bench, forcing its human to haphazardly scramble to stop the tiny demon before it was too late.
Feeling Whiskers bump into the teen's leg, he looked down to see a few pieces of popcorn had escaped the bag, and the Meicoomon was staring at them in distress. "Why'd mew stop like that? I was going to eat those!" It was a wonder that a cat wasn't willing to eat something off the ground!
"Did they look familiar to you?"
"Well, yeah. Most pawpcorn looks the same to me," the mercenary commented, scrunching her nose a little. Well. It didn't look like Whiskers was going to be any help! She was too focused on her lost food to even realize the world around here! Though, really, it wasn't like Asher had the best memory. He was probably just mistaking the girl for someone at school, or something! Then again, it seemed like most humans here probably went to school, too.
Giving a shrug, the spirit user began to move toward a few open seats that were near a shouting child and her lion-esque partner. Though, it was hard to say if he'd actually stay there for very long!
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Amelie
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Post by Amelie on Jan 20, 2018 5:49:48 GMT
[BTW. THIS THREAD HAS NO POST ORDER. AS LONG AS YOU DON'T DOUBLE POST, FEEL FREE TO POST WHENEVER YOU FEEL LIKE.]
Even if there were probably more interesting fights, or rather, fights with bigger, meaner digimon, Amelie's sight focused itself on Takeshi and the person with two bird's fight. It was an interesting fight, and the fact that it was two against two made it even more interesting in her books, at least compared to the other watching possibilities. Now, on a totally unrelated note, she wasn't watching this because of the little girl that was at some distance away from her; even if relatively far, how much spirit went into cheering the person called "Timothy" who Amy eventually associated as Takeshi's opponent. Especially the side about "beating his girlfriend". Well, that kinda made her raise an eyebrow. The girl seemed to be pretty young, and probably had a pretty manufactured version of what a relationship was. She just hoped that Timothy wasn't cringing while dealing with Takeshi, though; he'd probably need most of his concentration if he wanted to beat him. But that wasn't the only thing that'd catch her attention. The small, ferret-like white being that was moving near where she was with another person in tow made her think that the true action of this event was happening in the bleachers, rather than in the arena proper. That was an interesting proposition, wasn't it? The question was... what she was going to see? The spectacle at the bleachers, or the fights proper? Decisions, decisions... |
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Post by Owen on Jan 21, 2018 12:14:10 GMT
In the crowd during the match of Cion and Ban, there were two digimon eagerly watching. While they had no quarrel with the Leomon on the battlefield, it was the other combatant they were cheering for.
"Yaay! Go, Aunt Cion!" a little Offmon named Logan cheered, waving around a big flag with a crystal ocarina on it to signify he was cheering for the Sagittamon. He was sitting on the lap of a Gaomon, who was there to cheer for his sister.
The match was as incredible as they were expecting. At first, the thought of Cion fighting a Leomon was rather daunting, but both knew the Sagittamon had many means to fight long range. Just as long as she could keep it.
At least that was how it was at the beginning. Seeing them trade powerful blows, Logan's waving grew less enthusiastic as he realized how hard both digimon were going at each other. But Owen wouldn't have that.
"Logan, it's fine, neither of them are going to be killed" he said gently. "But Cion needs our support, so keep on cheering, okay?"
"Okay!" Logan replied, and continued to wave his flag. Meanwhile, the commentary from the announcer box boomed over them.
"Incredible moves from both Cion and Ban!" Luke's voice called over the cheering of the crowd. "Cion's a moving work of art, but Ban's an amazing physical force! I can't tell who has the advantage here!"
"Luke, don't say "amazing", that word is lame" Bellamy's voice said, but he was also rather impressed by the match. Owen and Logan eagerly awaited the mext move. They had confidence in Cion, but as stated by Luke, Ban was a powerful physical fighter that could turn this around quickly if he got close to the agile Sagittamon.
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Post by KaguyaLight on Jan 27, 2018 13:38:26 GMT
Alexis had to meet someone, Katsura was in a tournament and still had to play nice, dressing in her school uniform, as everything else was pink and princess-like, but her Digimon had a smart comment to make. "If we have to watch it, why not be a cheerleader? Or a royal princess, you have the look unlike that other one with dark hair. You're cuter this way." She had her arms pointing down, blushing as she pulled back her foot kicking Hackmon away. "Shut up, that's why I dressed like that in the first place because not many would fear me like this." Alexis crossed her arms sitting down, knowing she looked like an ideal princess, even being madder she didn't pull anything fearful off, still looking cute.
"Let's go." She said, standing up, sighing grabbing Hackmon, like he was a toy. She would take the Limo towards the train, and after like one hour would be on it, inside the Digital world, and walked over towards where everyone was sitting to watch the battle, and would also take a seat, putting on her act. "I hope, Katsura, and Nyao don't hurt themselves, I don't see why Digimon need to fight to prove something?" She said in a soft caring tone, with Hackmon being let go, ready to look around. "Don't go far Hackmon." She said with a smile, he had a blank look, thinking his tamer was cunning. She would say, hoping Katsura could hear. "Do well, and stay safe Katsura and Nyao!" She said, sitting down watching them.
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Amelie
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OOC Name: Yuu™
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Post by Amelie on Apr 4, 2018 19:42:57 GMT
How many rounds had passed since Amy had sat down? She wasn't sure; time had flown in what felt like a breeze; fights came and went, some exciting, while others... somewhat shady, if she could call them that. Some fighters won, others lost; some were disqualified while others decided to forfeit their matches when it seemed like they couldn't beat the odds.
Amelie herself had caught some of her acquaintances on the combats, and regrettably... most didn't do super well in their fights. Maybe she was a bad luck charm, of sorts? Nah, for what she knew, nobody she knew realized her presence amid the sea of spectators. In a sense, that was... a relief.
What would they think if they found out she was enjoying the spectacle? For a second; she let that sink in... sentient beings were in danger of getting gravely injured for the entertainment of others and she found it entertaining. Before asking what was wrong with herself, she stood up, hopefully searching for one of the digimons she had seen selling snacks while traversing the bleachers. It was almost like in a baseball stadium, wasn't it?
Maybe a cold drink would help her clear her head. And decide whether she was overreacting to what was probably considered commonplace between digimon or if she should get concerned about enjoying this.
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Post by Dante on Apr 19, 2018 16:21:07 GMT
The crowd has been going wild for the fights so far. There's already been some classic bouts in this tournament, and it's only going to get more intense from here. However, two particular Digimon didn't quite make it in time for the first round. Piedmon and Piddomon come walking out towards the bleachers, looking for their seats. Piedmon is carrying a soda, coffee, a mini pizza and a bag of popcorn. He is wearing a giant red bow on his head as a tribute to his favorite Human Katsura. Piddomon is carrying a giant camera bag, and Piedmon's bags from the gift shop.
"Where did it say our seats are at again?"
"Well, Lord Piedmon, it looks like we are seated in section 1FW. I think that's it up there."
Piddomon points up to some cheap high up seats far away from the ring. "What are you talking about?! I specifically requested the second best section available. Not like I'm going to pay for the best seats, no. Not when food and parking is going to cost me my weekly trip to the hair salon tomorrow.""I didn't reserve the seats soon enough. Forgive me, Lord Piedmon!"
Piedmon and Piddomon shuffle up to the nosebleed section, then awkwardly walk by people to get to their seats. "Excuse me, excuse me, ya, you're fine, I'll go around. Oh, would it kill you to get up?!"
Finally, the duo reaches their seats. Piedmon sets down his junk food and takes out the program. "Let's see, when is Dante going to fight? I had him picked to face Katsura in the second round."
"Uh, Piedmon? Dante already lost in the first round."
"You mean Dante lost, and I didn't get to see it?! You just had to leave right when traffic was at its worse."
"I'm not the one who spent the afternoon shopping and ordering food."
"Hold your tongue, Piddomon! Oh, this is tragic! Gazimon is going to kick my well groomed ass in the office pool."
Piedmon tries to figure out who is currently fighting, but they are too far away to make out who is in the ring. "I can't see a thing from up here! Is that Katsura down there? Wait, I think I know that lion."
The crowd starts to cheer. Digimon stand up and celebrate, blocking Piedmon's view even further. "Wait, what happened? I didn't see anything!"
Piddomon starts clapping and cheering. "Piddomon, what happened?"
"I don't know. Sometimes I just go with the crowd."
"Argh, enough of this foolishness! I should be the one in the center of that ring! Not chumps like Dante, and his little inter gender, sexy, annoying caterpillar. Oh, how I yearn for Lilithmon still. She was perfect before Dante entered the picture."
"You know, Lilithmon wouldn't have changed if you hadn't turned on your allies in the Dark Triad."
"Yes, I am well aware of what happened! I have to carry that regret every day. So how did my darling lose anyways?"
"From what I heard, they fought and fought until Stingmon didn't have any energy left, and collapsed."
"Hold the phone. Wormy fought at the Champion level? Well that hardly seems appropriate for a Digimon as powerful as the Goddess of Destruction. I wanna see Lilithmon reign down hellfire upon villages of innocent Digimon, slaughtering the livestock of rival clans, and throwing baby seals into sacrificial fires, again."
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