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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 6, 2019 21:58:59 GMT
Nothing helped Yuko and Mikazuki go back to their roots quite like revisiting an old and quite familiar location: The Cipher Jungle, the place that had served as their introduction to the cruel, sadistic Digital World. As with most instances of traveling to a random location to do some vague sidequest, the mastermind behind this newest expedition was a certain Demon King, and boy was he excited about this one! “Come on, don’t fall behind. How can humans walk so slowly with such long legs?” Being in his Dracmon form currently, the tiny masked vampire would lead the way with a proud, confident strut. “Can we stop talking about my legs already?! Why do we have to wear these stupid costumes anyway?!” A somewhat flustered Yuko complained. Under her partner Digimon’s insistence, she was dressed in a sexy female explorer outfit that exposed her thin legs. Mika had also been explicitly told beforehand to wear an outfit suited for exploration, though whether he would heed such a ridiculous request was up to him. “How do you expect to find hidden ruins in the jungle if you’re not dressed appropriately?” Dracmon replied to his Tamer with one of his signature big smiles. “Well, I AM dressed up, but we still have been walking for hours and haven’t found anything!” The Japanese delinquent retorted, groaning in annoyance. “I swear, if we get lost and run out of food rations, I’m eating you first!” She threatened Dracmon.
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Nov 7, 2019 13:49:12 GMT
"Oh come on, Yuko-chan! it's not THAT bad!" From ahead of Yuko, perfectly keeping up with Jokermon, Mikazuki called out, also dressed in an outfit fit for exploration, but instead of being as short as the other one, this was enough to at least cover his knees and had a second strap on the front, where a certain bunny was sleeping soundly. "I can carry you for a bit if you want to! Just ask if you want me to!"
"Mika, I know you are enthusiastic about doing anything not involving standing still, but can you not SCREAM IN MY EARS?!" the sudden bout of speaking got Lop-chan to finally wake up, definitely a little sourer about the situation than his companion.
"Sorry, Lop-chan." the boy-giant, ever the sunbeam of joy around, apologized half-heartedly, not getting why that was a problem considering the rest of them was walking ahead with no problem. "But we kinda need to stay alert. Who knows when we'll find that Wendigomon again or even someone worse."
"True, but shouldn't HE be able to deal with the situation without us, being the "prince of filth" and all?" There was no point in hiding his spite now. Lopmon knew that Jokermon already figured out his contempt for the inhabitants of the dark area and all who so much shared the same type with them. Not the most fitting attitude for a former angel, but then again, stripped of his power as he was, this wasn't a point he'd could argue right away.
The group continued walking and bantering for a while, but soon enough, something caught their attention. Mumblings of sorts. They were ahead of the group by a wide margin, so it was hard to make out exactly what they were saying, but one word got Mikazuki's attention.
"Stealing."
"Guys? Did you hear that?" he whispered, trying not to call attention to themselves. "I think we miiiiiiight find some trouble at the temple." Mika then pointed forward, where some noises of grass being stomped on and sticks cracking could be followed by those with keen ears.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 7, 2019 14:45:28 GMT
Yuko turned back to Mika with an utterly bewildered expression, as the latter had suggested that he carried her in his arms if she was that tired, which to be fair she was. Still, she politely shook her head. “N-no thanks… It’s bad enough that Dracmon forcibly dragged us here, I don’t wanna be a literal burden on you too.”“Well, I didn’t forcibly drag you here. You could’ve said no.” The petit vampire objected, crossing his arms in front of his small torso. “Besides, when a gentleman offers to carry you, you should take him up on that offer. It would make for an amusing sight, you being princess-carried by a strong, dependable man. Kihihihi…” He added with a playful giggle. Sadly, any prospect of him being amused were thrown out the window when Lopmon voiced his grievances, referring to him as the ‘prince of filth’. The self-proclaimed Demon King opened his mouth to speak, but it was surprisingly his Tamer who stepped up to his defense. “Hey! Just because you’re cute doesn’t mean you get a free pass on insulting people for no reason. Bad Lop-chan!” She scolded the adorable choco-bunny, poking its head lightly with her finger. Before their bickering could escalate into an actual fight, they were distracted by some distinct noises nearby, indicating that they weren’t the only ones who had decided to explore the jungle ruins. “Sounds like trouble alright…” Yuko whispered back to Mika, before turning to the their two partners. “You two try to keep quiet… Lop-chan, can you see where those voices are coming from?” She asked Lopmon, knowing that big big ears and sensitive nose made him the better tracker out of the two Rookies.
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Nov 7, 2019 22:59:10 GMT
Mika nodded and allowed the bunny (who simply turned away from Yuko's reply with a pout) to climb up his head, which Lopmon did without any issue whatsoever. Once atop his tamer's head, his ears started perking up and he began sniffing, to try and detect the direction from which the (soon to be smitten) evildoers could be coming from. But that paled in raising Lopmon's righteous anger as the words he could make out from that far away.
"You sure about that, boss? That place is of a tomb from a holy Digimon- OW" came a hesitant, high-pitched voice from the distance, which was promptly silenced after a loud welp came, probably relating to the whacking sound that followed in the distance.
"Of COURSE I am, you idiot! That Digimental will make us rich! RICH, I tell you! I heard even the Demon Lords would pay a fortune for even a single one!" The rather demonic voice responded in frustration. "Who knows, even one of those stuck-up angels would pay a damn high ransom just to put it in their artifact collections!"
Lopmon's eye twitched at that.
"But what if someone else is there? Or there are traps or even." Another voice interjected, gulping in fear. "What if that place is cursed? OWWW!"
Yet another Twack came.
"That's why I brought you to help me, ya dolt! Now shut up before I decide to scan you all for a snack!" The deeper voice retorted again, angrily this time. And after that, no noise came up.
And from what he could hear, it was a rather small group, but the sound of the steps hinted at rather large Digimon, a single one accompanied by only one if the progression of the noise was any hint. As for distance... it was not far away, which prompted Lopmon to jump down. "They're close. And by the sounds, there's a group of them." The bunny's voice was noticeably shaken, and it unnerved Mika when it jumped to the ground and started walking ahead with a frown on his face.
"Lop-chan, Wait!" Mikazuki interjected, prompting the bunny to stop and look behind, not amused by having to stop, but trying to contain its holy calling in favor of not making things worse for his tamer than they already were. "Sorry, Mika, but these filthy heathens are threatening to desecrate the resting place of a noble angel. And on my honor, i cannot let such heresy slide!" the beast retorted, promptly digivolving to its Turuiemon form without any reservation.
Needless to say, Mikazuki looked torn, but after a bit of hesitation, nodded and followed his digimon, still not happy about the arrangement. After that, Lopmon addressed Yuko, without turning to her. "NOW do you understand why I dislike Virus-Types, girl? These filthy heretics are willing to profane ANYTHING for a quick cash-in. And it would do you well not to trust ANY of them. No exceptions."
Mikazuki started apologizing profusely to Jokermon before following the shinobi rabbit deeper into the woods.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 8, 2019 9:08:30 GMT
Lopmon used his superior hearing sense to eavesdrop on the wannabe tomb raiders, and for a minute there was silence amongst their group. The chocolate-colored bunny soon informed them that there were several hostile Digimon lurking nearby, an information that made Yuko visibly hesitate. “There’s a whole group of them out there, huh? How many are we talking about exactly? I dunno… If we had Junpei and his partner with us I wouldn’t worry, but with just the two of you any number of things could go wrong…”
The main issue wasn’t whether Jokah and Lop-chan could handle an entire group of enemies or not, since they were both capable fighters in their own right. It was the concern that their constant animosity towards each other might make them work poorly, perhaps even catastrophically as a team. She wouldn’t dare bring that up, though.
Dracmon seemed more positive about this at the very least. “Hey, no problem. If it turns out there’s too many of them, you can just bring IceDevimon and MarineDevimon out of their Digi-Memory chips. They’ll deal with the smaller mooks.” The young Tamer frowned slightly at that. “You know, I still find it a bit weird that we have to keep them in there. I mean, are we not gonna bring up the ethics of keeping sentient creatures locked inside small containers?”
While they were busy bantering, Lopmon charged right ahead, Digivolving on the fly into his Champion-level form and swearing to deliver holy justice on the ‘filthy heretics’. Yuko just stared blankly at the now slightly larger rabbit, mainly because this was the first time she had seen Turuiemon in action. “Why didn’t you tell me that Lop-chan can turn into a kung fu ninja?” She asked Mikazuki, while following after them.
“You’re right, one should not trust a Virus-type. You never know when they might stab you in the back, throw a banana peel on your walking path or slip a whoopee cushion on your chair~” Dracmon made sure to slyly respond to the bunny’s insults. He also Digivolved swiftly into the flamboyant Jokermon, following last in line with a very 50’s silent cartoon-like walk.
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Nov 11, 2019 14:06:07 GMT
"You never asked!" Mika responded bluntly, but without any edge or mean-spirited intent behind his voice. And by the way he just answered without gesturing, perhaps it was just because the boy-giant was just forgetful of the change. "Anyway, I think we should be careful not to attract their-"
"STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM!" And there was Turuiemon's way of ruining Mika's plan to resolve this peacefully. The bunny jumped out of the foliage, brandishing his twin blades threateningly. "I shall not allow you to desecrate this holy place for something as trite as Material gain!"
The group of Gazimon eyed each other once, blinked... and started laughing. "Oh no! Look! the purple meal is gonna hurt us! Whatever shall we dooooooooo-" promptly after saying this, one of the bunny-dog hybrids was kicked into the wall of the temple, prompting the others to snarl and surrounding the group.
Skullsatamon simply rolled his eyes and advanced into the ruins, commanding the group just once as he did so. "I have no time for this. You all deal with the bunny. I'll go ahead and get the Digimental."
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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 11, 2019 20:21:49 GMT
If there was anything louder than Turuiemon going gung-ho and loudly announcing his presence to the would-be tomb desecrators, well, that had to be the resounding sound of Yuko’s palm colliding against her forehead as a response to the fact that the religious zealot of a rabbit had effectively killed any chance of doing things in a stealthy manner. “And to think he keeps calling Jokermon a fool…” The Japanese delinquent muttered in a semi-muffled voice, as her hand slowly slid down her face. Speaking of said fool, he decided to take just a sliiight shortcut, teleporting right on top of the temple’s main gate, just as the big bad boss commanding all the Gazimon was about to enter. “SkullSatamon, how are you doing, my skeletal, satanic friend? Just so you know, I’m all in favor of desecrating a sacred tomb, although any Digimentals that you find you’ll have to give to my two loyal retainers.” The Clown Prince casually said, pointing towards the two human Tamers. “Worry not, for the Demon King’s generosity is boundless! You and your crew can keep any boring stuff you may find inside, such as gold and diamonds.”
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Nov 15, 2019 3:54:36 GMT
It didn't take long for Skullsatamon to do a double-take and, after listening to his voice, immediately swinging his staff to try and hit Jokermon with it, yelling only a "YOU!" in a fury that indicated knowledge of the Demon Prince of the Dark Area!
"You've got some nerve trying to steal from me after you kick me out of my turf, Piedmon!" he yelled out, regardless of hitting the Digimon or not. "It may have been a few decades, but I haven't forgotten the humiliation! The shame... the TACKY SENSE OF DECOR!" He brandished his weapon and pointed it at Turuiemon next. "Gazimon, Take care of the purple bunny! I've got business with the clown..." he threatened, while the Gazimon wasted no time in tackling Turuiemon together, forcing him to duck and notice the main game was focusing on Jokermon.
"Be careful, Joker-chan!" Mika yelled out just as the yellow-clad purple bunny kicked away one of the Gazimon in the face while his blades repelled two more attackers. "What about me?!" Turuiemon complained, just as a Gazimon managed to immobilize his arm, only to be swiftly knocked at yet another one.
Mika looked at his Digimon and flashed him a grin. "I know you can do it, Turuie-chan! I mean, you're you! Of course you can deal with these guys!" He chirped, prompting a smile from the bunny right as he lunged at one of the feral beasts, yelling out "Ninja Fist!" right as he leaped and vanished into the air, reappearing behind the Gazimon and kicking him to the ground, all the while stopping another from kicking him down with his Tokaku Tessou.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 15, 2019 11:58:37 GMT
“Eeeyah!” Jokermon let out a girly shriek, frantically teleporting out of the way in the nick of time in order to avoid being hit by SkullSatamon’s bony staff. “Oh dear, are you still mad about that? It’s been AGES, and besides the new decor I put up made that pigsty you called a hideout look positively fabulous! You should actually be thanking me! Now, don’t go around spoiling my final form. It’s supposed to be secret~” The Clown Prince winked at the skeletal devil, placing his index finger in front of his smiling, red lips.
In the meantime, Turuiemon was making quick work of the Gazimon, overpowering a bunch of them with ease thanks to his swift, agile movements and mastery of the ninja arts! As for Yuko, she stayed close to Mikazuki’s side. Probably the safest place for her to be, all things considered. Those Gazimon were all Rookie-level, so if one of them grew a brain and decided to attack the squishy hoomans, Mika was big enough to glomp one in the head if it came to that.
“We need Matadormon!” The multicolor-haired Tamer shouted at her equally colorful partner. “I’m not in a Matadormon mood today.” The clown lazily shrugged. “Ugh! Fine!” The female delinquent groaned, clicking a button on her Digivice, which she held up. “Digi-Armor Energize!” “Jokermon, Armor Digivolve to… Kabukimonnnnnnn! Actor of Sincerityyyyyyy!!” A curtain enveloped the colorful jester out of the blue. When it went away, it revealed his Armored form clad in traditional Japanese robes and a creepy, painted face.
“Charming Demon King, Blossom petals of beauty, Attack! Renjishiiiiiiii!!” Kabukimon delivered a passion-filled haiku, planting his feet firmly on the ground and posing dramatically, before swinging his flower-shaped head, his flowing blonde mane swiveling behind him. His head-swinging sent a storm of cherry blossom petals against SkullSatamon, their edges being sharp as as razors.
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Post by Mikazuki Nakamura on Nov 20, 2019 12:20:38 GMT
It wasn't long until the Gazimon noticed they were outmatched, even if their enemy was just Champion-Level. But as they prepared to leave, a ray of "hope" led them to stay as their boss swiftly started spinning his staff around and knocking the leaves away. "Alright, boys, it's time we pulled maneuver 8!"
And with that, the jewel in his staff started glowing and black data flowed into the dog-rabbit creatures. They threw smirks at each other before huddling together in pairs, just as a dark light engulfed them.
"GAZIMON! JOGRESS EVOLVE TOOOOOOOOOO DEVIDRAMON!" The two pairs let out simultaneously, and as the light subsided, two black, draconic creatures with long, deformed arms, torn wings, and a maw dripping with acid saliva stood in the four Gazimon's places, growling menacingly at Turuiemon and wasting no time in charging the bunny, who deftly dodged the incoming claw swipe.
The other demonic dragon tried striking back with his maw but found itself on the receiving end of a blow from the weapons in the ninja's arms.
Unfortunately, that created an opening for the other Devidramon to strike. And strike it did, with a blast of electricity that hit Turuiemon in full, earning them the sweet sound of a pained scream as it was knocked back into a tree.
Mika couldn't bear to stand there any longer and with a panicked scream of "TURUIEMON!", he rushed to his Digimon in fear for the worst.
If that had provided a distraction or not, SkullSatamon would not be one to waste a golden chance like this. So, with an evil grin, the fiendish skeleton pointed its staff at Mikazuki and Turuiemon and simply spoke two words. "Nail Bone!"
The jewel in its staff started glowing and just as it did, a beam of light shot in the direction of the Boy-Giant and his digimon, aiming to end their lives.
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Post by Yuko Himura on Nov 20, 2019 17:18:41 GMT
“What the heck is Jogress Evolution?!” Yuko exclaimed, witnessing in complete bewilderment a bunch of weak Gazimon merging together into a pair of ferocious Devidramon. “It’s called DNA Digivolution! Ugh, bloody amateurs!” Kabukimon grunted in a grumpy mood, dropping his Edo-period Japanese nobleman act for a second. “Oh ok, that makes way more sense.” The young hooligan nodded in understanding. After all, this wasn’t her first time seeing such a miraculous fusion in action. Hiroyo’s bug-type Digimon were also capable of DNA Digivolving with one another, and apparently it was because they both had hatched from the same Digitama (not to be confused with Digi-Egg, which was the name of the relic they were after). Confusing and often conflicting made-up terms aside, facing off against not one, but two Devidramon, it looked like Turuiemon had finally met his match. In a moment of courage, but also foolishness, Mikazuki rushed recklessly to his partner’s aid, only for SkullSatamon to fire his signature attack at the both of them. “MIKA, NO!!” Yuko screamed at the top of her lungs. “A predicament! A boy and his rabbit, About to be fried.” Kabukimon delivered a tense haiku, before striking another dramatic pose, outstretching his flower-shaped appendages. His yellow eyes shot wide open. “I don’t think so! Ha-na-mi-chiiiiiiiiii!!!!”The Armored Digimon’s special move made a strong wind blow, sweeping up SkullSatamon’s beam attack and changing its course. It was now headed towards the two Devidramon! Considering its was still an attack fired from an Ultimate-level Digimon, and they were just Champions… yeah, they were in for some pain. After going through them, the beam would continue on its course, headed towards its final target: SkullSatamon himself!
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