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Post by Kazuya and Royland on Aug 25, 2018 3:13:07 GMT
Kazuya was amazed the human-digimon (?) discovery, to think that numbers was actually a message written in english, no wonder he was not even close to getting it. he listened to the two's part of the message, before taking out his own notebook and pen "okay give me a second and I will be able to solve it." this will prove difficult as it took him more time than he intially expected, looks there is one skill he needs to practice more.
Meanwhile Roy could'nt agree more with the impmons suggestion, it will be easier to manupilate your opponent if you make them believe they something they do not have. "I agree, lets slowly part ways, and just know that I will have your back. " Roy said whispering before slowly walking next to Kazuya, since he needed to be close to him in order to protect him.
"well I got it, its. through the darkness of future's past. what does that even mean" Kazuya couldn't even begin to understand what the message was and before long the impmon began to make a weird writing, its said FIRE WALK WITH ME, and then said something that did not belong, while the duo knew what he did, Kazuya did not why, Roy had an idea but it was based on pure speculation on his part Roy mentally prepared for an ambush he had not yet seen, but for whatever plan the impmon had to work the duo needed to act naturally and they did an above average job.
Post by Dustin & Theo on Aug 25, 2018 14:57:16 GMT
Figuring out the puzzle was the easy part, or at least that's what it would come to feel like seeing as there was absolutely nothing resembling the cave the mission stated, not in the X spot, not in the vicinity. It would be normal to feel like you were duped. After all, the poem itself seemed nonsensical. It wasn't until Kazuya uttered the first part of the odd message that a tremor would suddenly course through the land.
A brief delay later, just enough to lure everyone into a sense of security, another, much stronger, tremor would hit, packing enough force to knock down anyone who wasn't braced for it. It was then when what looked like a normal patch of grassland would began to ascend, revealing a concealed tunnel beneath it. The mechanism appeared quite old, making an extreme racket as it rose. It wasn't until several seconds of this that the entrance would be fully revealed.
In front of you was an elevated, metal hatch, sticking out like a sore wedge in the grassland around it. The door bared no markings. A small terminal to the side of the door was flashing erratically. A counter was present, counting backwards from what you assumed as 60 seconds. For some reason, given the way the screen flashed, you felt like things wouldn't end well if the timer reached 0, something that would be confirmed the moment the timer reached the 45 second mark. A pair of hatched would open from either side of the entrance, revealing two concealed sentry weapons that began to rev up in preparation.
The screen had no keyboard or anything you could use to input the code you had. What made matters worse is that given the position you were in, there was very little cover you could seek to avoid a counter attack from what appeared to be a defense system. What do you do?
Post by Kazuya and Royland on Aug 28, 2018 0:13:02 GMT
Kazuya and Roy were antcipating something to happen but saying they did not see what happened coming would be the understatement of the year, when the first termor happened Kazuya almost dropped his knife but held it and maintained balance. What happened, who did and why ? those where the questions that roamed the mind of the young man, so much in fact that he stood there as million possibilities fly through his head, none lingering enough for it to be a thesis he would want to share with the rest of the group, so he kept searching for a way to rationalize this whole situation.
"Kazuya watch out!!"Yelled the feline digimon who is by now on all fours maintaining a steady balance quite easily.
Kazuya woke up from his thoughts but it was a little too late as the second termor hit, unfortunately he was not able to brace himself for it making falling down. But Roy's warning gave him enough time to tighten his grip on the knife and make sure that it does not fall and the blade does not make contact with anything, since if it makes contact with anything its would cut a whole into them.
"Is everyone fine ?" The feline said as he got up on his two and rushed to his partner. He was ready to strike as he made his blade materilaze out of thin air.
Kazuya slowly stood up as he brushed off dirt with his left hand, he wanted to say something but was stunned for a brief second as he saw what seemed like a giant entrance way with turrets and everything, it said something about a countdown, whatever it was it was not good. "Alright guys, we need to calm down and say the whole thing again" it was obvious who did not do his part, but Kazuya thought that saying stuff like that will only cause more harm than not.
" Through the darkness of future's past"
He said once more hoping that everyone will follow suit, his partner however was ready to escape if anything went wrong, although he is a rookie so his capabilities are severly limitied compared to that of a champion or higher digimon.
"What are ya on about?" Rise muttered to the Impmon, who wrote out the correct answer to his section of the cipher, while saying something completely different. Maybe it didn't matter, but in her experience, entering the wrong password usually didn't open the door. At worst, it could activate security measures. What was this creature attempting to pull?
She wouldn't be able to ask much more, as a tremor soon interrupted the puzzle solvers. It wasn't anything too destructive, only mildly shaking the ground for a few seconds. "Huh, that wasn't so ba-" A second tremor activated, almost knocking the pale girl off of her feet and onto the ground. A structure arose from the ground, some sort of cave closed by an artificial metal hatch. A pair of auto turrets then rose out of each side, making heavy grinding sounds, and pointing their barrels at the party.
A terminal near the hatch displayed a timer, and it didn't take a genius to figure out when that hit 0, those automated weapons would begin firing. There wasn't enough time to run away, especially when it had already blinked down to 45 seconds. Kazuya asked the group if they were fine, then suggested they calmly recite the password again.
"Yeah, yeah, shut up, we ain't got time." Rise dismissed the tamer, immediately reciting her part of the password. She was doubtful this would work, and thus readied to defend herself by lugging the chainsaw from her back. Not much it would do against guns like that, but it was better than nothing. Her eyes intensely focused on the timer, and the gate - it would be possible to make a run for the wall and get out of the range of the turrets should this fail.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Sept 4, 2018 0:13:22 GMT
Isaac's eyes widened in shock as he realized what had just happened. Needless to say, he wasn't going to be dragging his feet with misdirection any longer. He nervously stared down the barrel of the automatic machine guns as they counted down, tail swishing impatiently as he waited for his part. He knew it was, at this point, quite literally a matter of life and death that he do it right.
As soon as the rest of the group finished with their parts, he chimed in with the proper response. "Fire, walk with me," he said, enunciating clearly and trying to speak as confidently as possible. Sure, he wanted so badly to add in a few frustrated mutters and curses, but he knew any deviation from the line would likely be penalized. With bullets. And Isaac really wasn't in the mood for getting shot to pieces over being too clever by half.
It was only after the poem recital had finished that Isaac would finally explain himself. "Figured these'd be, like, directions or something. Or maybe a password we'd have to type in," he said, keeping his voice down low in case of the group being overheard. "If I knew this was some voice activated bunker tunnel, I wouldn't have bothered with trying to cover our tracks like that." Nevertheless, he knew this matter had been his fault, and he could only hope that giving the proper verification would prevent the machine guns from going off after all.
Post by Dustin & Theo on Sept 12, 2018 16:45:45 GMT
It wasn't until the word "me" was uttered that the machinery came to an abrupt halt, silence quickly feeling the area. For a few seconds nothing would happen, the timer would stop at 0:05 seconds, and the door would remain shut. After roughly half a minute the screen would turn bright green, prompting... nothing. A mechanical voice would come from the intercom
"Hello and welcome to the secret hideout! Since you're here it's not so secret anymore. I really don't care, I was forced to do this horrible, horrible recording. If you're hearing this, that means you messed up a little bit, then salvaged it, but then messed up again. Now, the designer of this place believes in dumb luck so we will take....."
A long delay occurred as a second, more mechanical voice spoke. "One." The initial voice would return. "of you! Please enjoy your stay and keep this a secret, ok?"
Without any room for a reaction or any sort of indication, the ground below Iachi opened up, swallowing the unfortunate dragonman before sealing back up immediately. Hitting the surface would reveal it was some kind of reinforced hull designed to look like it was a patch of dirt. The intercom would return to a monotonous, increasingly louder, looped message. "Proceed. Proceed. Proceed."
Upon entering, you would find yourselves walking down a long, narrow passage that led downward. There was barely any light, but you could very clearly hear what sounded like jazz music from the end of the corridor, accompanied by a bright light. Upon reaching the end, you would encounter perhaps the strangest thing you've seen all day.
At the end of the tunnel a large, regal hall opened up. It looked like the main room of a mansion of sorts. An old mansion at that, everything was simultaneously dusty and glistening. A large dance area occupied most of the room that seemed to stretch for quite a bit. In the centre, a large staircase that split into two took up most of the space, facing directly in front of you.
The air was filled with the sound of smooth music.You'd see the orchestra on the side of the staircase, playing to their hearts content. They were all Bakemon. In fact, if your eyes adjusted from the darkness, you'd be able to make the ghostly figures all over this place. On the stairs, the top floor, the ground floor, even floating around and just occuping space. Several of them would be dancing to the beat. A Phantomon would be floating directly in front of the staircase, seemingly supervising the rest in cold indifference... at least that's what it seemed like. On his side, a heavily damanged HiAndromon armour laid by a pillar, the head completely smashed into the marble. This took away from the overall fanciness of the place, but it wasn't the first thing one would notice.
"Oh. It's a bunch of assholes." The Phantomon would be the first one to acknowledge your presence as you'd walk closer. He didn't seem very interested in you, though he did sound annoyed. "Let me guess; you were too dumb and got swallowed up by a trap door while trying to snoop around the mansion?"
Post by Kazuya and Royland on Sept 15, 2018 6:13:03 GMT
Kazuya was confused to say the least, the feeling of triumph he felt as the group managed to fix the problem was overpowered with confusion and shock as the system voice decided to take one of them and before he could react the dragon man was taken away via a trap door in the floor. Kazuya was clearly speechless, he was not ready for something like that to happen. Roy however was much more prepared than his human partner, while what happened still shocked him, he still managed to be calm about now. "Alright everyone stay calm there is no need to freak out, and making any assumptions on what happened now will not help anyone. Lets just relax and do what we are supposed to do. " Roy's talk was mostly aimed at his partner but it also applied to any one who was shook by this event.
Kazuya then shook his head and cleared his thoughts, still gripping his knife he decided to continue on. Upon entering the tunnel, the duo would hear the sound of smooth jazz, now this was a way better tune then the headache inducing stuff played back in that inn. But this was no time to be enjoying music, they were here on a mission. Upon reaching the end of the tunnel, The group was greeted with a fancy looking dance area that defienetly confused Kazuya and Roy, it was not remotely what they expected, too bad it was dark and they could not make out the details.
Upon further inspection, Royland was the first to notice a bunch of Bakemons and other ghostly figures, he decided to not tell everyone not even Kazuya in order to avoid panic and accidentally make thing worse, he just hoped the rest of the group could also see them. Kazuya however managed to breifly see a little bit, which was just enough to let him know that this place despite the amazing jazz is dangerous.
The group then reached a phantomon who did not exactly give them a warm welcome, but that could not make Kazuya mad, he is salesman after all. "Well hello there as well." The man said with a smile on his face "No, we have not falling through any traps, well yet. But enough about us, can you tell us who you are ?" Kazuya tried to maintain a friendly conversation with this stranger, hopefully no one would be hostile towards the phantomon.
"Shit." Rise muttered to herself as Iachi was suddenly swallowed up by some sort of door trap that he happened to be standing upon. The loss of one of their party members ultimately meant they had less firepower, no matter how annoying said member was. "At least he solved the cipher." If this happened any sooner, they might of failed the objective already.
Without saying much more, Rise followed the others into the tunnel, not wanting to stick around any longer and possibly provoke the wrath of the machine-guns that had been pointing at them throughout this encounter. It was a narrow, mechanical passage, but it soon twisted into something out of an old horror movie. A wretched ballroom revealed itself at the end of the path, complete with the company of ghosts. Probably not real ones - more like digital constructs like everything else in this world.
It was rather curious that such a state of the art building held something like this, so it could possibly be some sort of hologram or illusion. There was definitely something off about this place. Hopefully the others were prepared to fight, should this go wrong.
"Who cares who they are? We're here on business." Rise scanned the room, seeing nothing that really resembled what they were looking for. A collapsed pile of metal and a bunch of dusty old artifacts, but nothing that looked like a statue. "You have a statue. We want it. This can be easy, or it can be hard."
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Sept 19, 2018 1:25:41 GMT
Isaac rushed to the trapdoor as soon as he could, but his best wasn't enough. He slid gracelessly towards the hatch seconds too late, fingertips brushing up against its side after the other spirit user had long fallen in. Wisely, he opted not to pound on the hatch to try and open it. The last thing he wanted was for this area's automated security to decide that he made a perfect next target. He sprang off of the floor, giving himself a quick dust off in the process. "All the more reason to handle our business here quickly," he said, following after his group as they went into the depths below. Maybe if they got out fast enough, they'd be able to find their fallen teammate along the way.
The group didn't find any holding cells on their way down. Instead, they found a ballroom chaperoned by an irritable looking Phantomon. The first of Isaac's teammates tried diplomacy. The second tried something a little more forceful. The cold glare and disdainful voice of Phantomon made the first approach seem dubious at best. The HiAndromon completely smashed into a marble pillar, almost set out like a threat display, made the second a poor alternative. However, the last thing that Isaac wanted was to add a third dissenting voice onto the pile. Instead he took advantage of the others' pro-activity to look around and scope out the area. There didn't seem to be too much sticking out from an obvious perspective, but he figured taking the time to examine his surroundings could be a life-saver.
That wasn't to say that Isaac would spend all of his time here looking around. He'd look like an idiot at worst and a suspicious threat at best. Instead, once satisfied with his amateur casing job, he let his eyes "naturally" fall onto the Hi-Andromon. Didn't these things turn into eggs when they died? If it wasn't a cloud of reprocessed data in the making, clearly it was still alive. "Rough night on the dance floor, eh?" he asked, hoping to probe a reaction out of either the Bakemon or the HiAndromon itself.
Post by Dustin & Theo on Sept 22, 2018 14:12:22 GMT
The Phantomon gave the group a dirty look, inspecting everyone currently present. He looked like he had been jaded long before anyone arrived. Talking to him all at once with the music playing over you was probably not helping that. He'd sigh, much louder than he intended to, prompting some of the ghosts to turn around. A small Candlemon carrying a tray of vile looking drinks that resembled cereal suspended in a clear fluid darted by.
"Mmm, so you work for that guy? I'm somehow not surprised you had the password to enter this place and still tripped the alarm. I actually applied to work for him as well, but failed the IQ test when I arrived at the correct building at the correct time."
There was a lot of unpack there, but it was probably best that no one inquired further. The ghost shrugged, directing his attention to Kazuya. "I'm Phantomon, one of many. We all live here ever since that asshole trapped us here and provided us with nothing to eat but ghost themed cereal, such as Boo-berry." For some reason telling him that you could enter this place and were looking for the statue didn't seem like a good idea. "No one can leave this place unless they have the password, but then again no one can enter. I spent a few years being angry, but this isn't so bad after all." The music seemed to be getting louder as the Phantomon turned its attention to rise.
"If you know what is good for you, you would leave this statue here and run. However, we're willing to strike a deal with you folks; give us all your rations and the password, and we will turn a blind eye to this extraction operation."
The request seemed genuine, but at the same time it was weird that someone in a seemingly powerful position would be willing to strike this deal. After all, if the ghosts wanted to they could have your rations. "Every night is a rough night. You are talking to an empty armour, though."The ghost would point out, directing his gaze at the Hiandromon husk laying around.
"Mmm, did you get any weapons? From the person who hired you I mean. Actually, we would love to pay him a visit, do you know where he is? How about some drinks in the meantime?" Somehow it didn't feel like you were the ones investigating.
Post by Kazuya and Royland on Sept 23, 2018 15:00:12 GMT
Kazuya was genuinely confused, he did not expect the phantomon to be this friendly, well friendly was not the right word more laid back. Kazuya then listened to the phantomon nodding along the way, IQ test ? What was he on about, that alone made Kazuya think about a bunch of questions. But this was not a good time to casually ask questions that does not have anything to do with the mission at hand, after all Kazuya wanted was to be over with this mission and to go back home, but that would have to wait wouldn't it ?
Roy on the other hand paid more attention to the surrondings, he always believed that those who know the battlefield have a valuable advantage that often goes unmentioned. Upon further investegating, Roy began to clearly see more and more ghost surronding the area, even saw one go past them carrying a tray of some drinks or something, he has not paid much attention to it.
"Why did he trap you guys ?" Kazuya said as he decided the best course action to take right now was to try and distract the phantomon until one of them finds a better solution, well not Rise though Kazuya was.....lets say dissapointed in her contribution so far, heck they are lucky she has not caused a straight up battle with her last statements.
"I am not sure you are giving us an appealing offer there mister. Why dont you sweeten the deal and we may actually negotiate. What do you say, lets make both of our lives easier." Kazuya said with confidence as he saw this negotiation as the possible window he wanted all along, with any luck they might be able to avoid battle.
But since the possibilty is there Roy braced himself for combat and his task was clear, if a battle breaks out either he or Isaac protect the humans while the other one goes on offence, hopefully that wont be necessary.
"I ain't workin' for anybody or nobody. If the statue or whatever is worth more than the money, I'm gladly gonna take it for myself." An incredibly bold statement to make in front of her temporary allies, but hell, there was no point lying to anybody. "But, seein' that you don't even have Frankenberry, I doubt ya have anythin' that valuable." Their offer was simple. It wasn't the usual way that she would deal with things, but it would get this over with faster. It was a bit lame for everything to end with a simple transaction, and none of this amounted to the life changing experience that she had expected.
Having already memorized the number within her bag and the password they used to get into the door, Rise really didn't see a reason to turn down their offer. She took it off from her waist, and tossed it out to the ghosts. If anything, it felt good to be free from carrying that shit around. "There ya go. The password is a cipher puzzle. This is one part." Despite the party likely thinking she was rather stupid at this point, she deliberately didn't speak the verse, in case it would activate some secondary system inside. Why should she trust some floating sheets she just met, anyways?
If Kazuya wanted to try to negotiate with these idiots for his part of the puzzle, then that was up to him. The pinkette knew they had nothing to offer - after all, they had said so themselves. Though they could be lying, the state of this place really didn't give any indication of that.
The horned girl moved to the back of the party, considering her part in this exchange finished. Unless the ghosts pulled something funny, she wouldn't feel the need to bust them up.
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Oct 16, 2018 0:39:20 GMT
"So you're trapped," Isaac said. Somehow, things weren't really adding up for him. Were ghost Digimon as intangible as regular-type ghosts were? They seemed like they'd be the trickiest of all Digimon to keep trap, short of those who could literally teleport. And Boo Berry? Did they even make that stuff in the human world anymore, let alone here? "With some stale cereal and a . . ."
An empty suit of armor, apparently. Maybe to some a HiAndromon being off the playing field would be a relief, but Isaac wasn't entirely sold. If there was one thing he associated with ghosts more than phasing through walls, it was possession. And an empty HiAndromon looked like exactly the kind of trap that would turn a weak Bakemon into a terrifying threat at the drop of a hat. "Pretty fancy suit. Shame to leave it just lying there, you know?" he asked. "Could make a pretty cool display piece if picked up and given a bit of a polishing." If the ghosts got inordinately defensive at the idea of the suit being touched, that'd be a sign if something was up.
In any case, the ghosts' story was too fishy for Isaac to feel comfortable bargaining just yet. Rise seemed all too happy to air out their bargaining chips, but Kazuya seemed to think they were holding way more cards than they actually had. In any case, it was a situation with too many potential load guns for Isaac to feel sure about waving them around.
Maybe a bit more information would help. "Interesting choice of topics," Isaac remarked. "Guessing your visit's not just for picking up a different cereal box, is it?"