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78CX: The Hunter Games [Complete]
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 22, 2020 13:11:12 GMT
MPC Name: The Hunted MPC Number: 78C Reward Requested: x2 Rewards! Honoka - 10000 Bits Nanami - 50 Posts Sakura - 10000 Bits Airi - 30 Posts Arissa - 30 Posts Mordreid - 30 Posts Kirara - 10000 Bits
MPC Name: How About a Little Game (show) MPC Number: 66B Reward Requested: x2 Rewards! Honoka - 10000 Bits Nanami - 10000 Bits Sakura - 10000 Bits Airi - 10000 Bits Arissa - 10000 Bits Mordreid - 10000 Bits Kirara - 10000 Bits
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity! Nanami Text Color: ff80cc Cream Text Color: 6ec063 Mocha Text Color: 8b7a43 Mu-kun Text Color: 983dec
Honoka Text Color: ff309b Lili Text Color: ddba00 Lulu Text Color: be6bff Lala Text Color: 00e2be
Airi Text Color: ffa055 Sable Text Color: 000000 Sarge Text Color: 2e6888 BLU-J Text Color: 0081c9 Chihaya Text Color: 008f11
Arissa Text Color: e69c19 Paps Text Color: 150082
Mordreid Text Color: 000000 Red-Haired Woman Text Color: cf01010
Sakura Text Color: a27e51 Artie Text Color: 1979e6 Lancel Text Color: e93b24 Yvan Text Color: a264b9 Trist Text Color: c2c2c2 Bediver Text Color: ff940c
Kirara Text Color: 19c5e6 Patsalot Text Color: d68100 "Warriors... It is time to awaken!" Honoka began to stir when the voice beckoned her. She found herself, lying in a pile of... grass!? She sat up, looking around in confusion. Last thing she remembered, she had gone to bed. But now she found herself in the middle of the woods, and in her regular outfit, rather than her pajamas. Was she dreaming? That was probably it. Honoka wasn't a sleepwalker, so unless she had been abducted in her sleep, then she didn't see any other possibility.
Honoka noticed a large group of figures beginning to stir beside her. Figures both human and Digimon, and many of them she recognized from her previous non-canon interactions with them.
"What's going on...?" She heard a little pink-haired girl mutter, rubbing her eyes. "Can I get five more minutes... Wowsers!" Her eyes widened as she looked up into the sky. Besides her were a couple of rabbit-like Digimon, Terriermon and Lopmon, and a Falcomon dressed like a ninja. Honoka looked in the same direction to see a massive figure eclipsing the sky. It looked like the silhouette of a person, and she couldn't discern any of the details.
"My... this is completely expected!" A PawnChessmon muttered, looking up to the sky in curiosity. Besides him, a human woman Honoka had never seen before began looking around in stunned silence. She definitely seemed like the most freaked out here.
"Like hell it is!" A very little girl with strawberry-blond hair commented, stirring next to a large crowd of Digimon consisting of a Sistermon Noir, a tiny MailBirdramon, a Commandramon, and a Tankmon. "What the hell is that thing!? And why are we all here all of a sudden? Seriously, why do things get so fuckin' freaky when I'm with you guys!?"
"How very mysterious!" A young woman with light brown hair commented, a mischievous smile playing across her lips. Honoka couldn't tell whether she knew something or not, but it seemed like she was taking the bizarre situation in stride. Besides her, the butterfly-like Morphomon floated above her as if to defend her from the mysterious figure in the sky.
"This is definitely a new one for me..." A Veemon admitted, taking stock of the situation. A petite brown-haired girl stood next to a crowd of Digimon of her own. Other than the Veemon, a Guilmon, a Dorumon, a Hackmon, and an Agumon wearing a labcoat took up quite a bit of space in the area.
"And Kirara was having a wonderful dream, too!" Finally, a little girl with long, blue hair tied up into pigtails sat up with an annoyed expression on her face while a Patamon rested atop her head. "What's going on, and why is Kirara out in such a dirty place when she should be getting a night's rest?"
Honoka gave everyone another look around before speaking up herself. "I think... I think we're about to find out!" She answered with a serious expression, looking back up to the figure in the sky.
"Wow... someone's trying to sound cool..." She heard a particular Lopmon comment.
"Mocha, shush! The weird person's trying to speak now!"
"It seems that you're all awake... Good..." The figure held it's arms out in an all-encompassing wingspan. "Forgive me for taking you to this alternate reality, but it is still fated to be! For I am the Spirit of the Hunt, and I have brought you all here to enact the..."
"What the hell is going on here!?" The red-haired woman blurted out, cutting the mysterious figure. "Who are you people!? What is that big thing floating in the sky!? And why are there so many different strange creatures standing around and... talking!?"
"Hey, get with the program, lady!" Mocha shot back towards her. "Not my fault if you can't understand the basic of the basics! Some of us are trying to listen to the weird voice over here!"
"Right... As I was saying, I have brought you all here to reenact the greatest hunt of all time! Seven hunters, entrapped in one place, where only one may survive! And you have all been chosen for this task! A game of life and death, where making allies is necessary to overcome your opponents, yet ultimately results in betrayal! Will some of you give in to despair and off yourselves so you don't have to play this cruel game anymore? Will perhaps you somehow managed to form a romance in the middle of this life-or-death competition? I... and the audience can't wait to see what happens when a group of children and teenagers kill each other for the sake of our amusement!"
"Wait... Kirara has to kill people!?" The blue-haired girl gasped. "But Kirara would never do such a terrible thing!"
"And it is incredibly un-knightly to hunt someone simply for sport!" Sir Patsalot added, giving the figure in the sky a fierce glare. "I shall not partake in such a gruesome event!"
"A death game? That seems at least a little interesting..." Sable commented, unable to hide her slight smile as she grasped her guns hidden in her sleeves. Besides her, Chihaya the Tankmon was letting out a playful chuckle, drawing attention from the little girl besides them.
"Yeah... I'm gonna go with... no." Airi answered. "That sounds like an incredibly stupid idea. Why would we waste our time with such a stupid and dangerous thing?"
"Because... it's what the audience wants!" The voice answered, sounding rather stunned at the group's vehement refusal.
"Why should we care about what some audience wants?" Mocha asked, picking her nose and flicking a booger towards the nearby Patamon while his focus was somewhere else.
"It's not like we're some fictional characters made for someone's entertainment!" Sakura defiantly pointed up towards the figure. "We're real people!"
"So how about we forget you tried to do whatever it is you're trying to do, and you send us all back home, alright?" Artie added a little more diplomatically.
"Anyone willing to watch such a cruel bloodsport should come forth immediately!" The Hackmon yelled out. "I have a few choice words that I'd like to give them for enjoying such morbid and unethical entertainment!"
"And if it is entertainment you are looking for, I am thinking that we could provide it in... other ways!" Arissa noted with a friendly smile. "Fighting to the death can only go so long, but I can think of other ways that would last much longer!"
"Arissa's right!" Nanami added with a smile. "We could do a talent show, or just have a big party where everyone gets along! That way no one gets murdered, and we can all be friends!"
"That's not gonna fly..." The voice answered them. "Well... shite. If they don't at least fight each other, it's gonna be a complete bust... I'm sure they'll be disappointed if they don't murder each other, but you gotta salvage what you can..." The figure raised his arm and suddenly a black metal band appeared around Honoka's neck, along with all the other humans present.
"What the...!" Honoka reached up to her neck, and discovered a black key in her hand all of a sudden. "What is this supposed to be!?"
"There! I'll just change the rules of the game!" The voice answered. "Each of you humans have a key that can unlock any of the chokers I've placed around your necks. And if your choker gets removed, then you'll be eliminated! That way, you can all fight each other, and you don't have to murder one another! Is that good enough for you?"
"But why should we even fight in the first place?" Honoka asked. "Seriously, is anyone gonna go along with this?"
"Well... if it's a competition, then I don't see any reason why we can't stretch our legs a little, you know?" Artie responded with an almost apologetic look. "And it's not like anyone's gonna die now, right?"
"No one is going to die, right?" Airi asked the voice with an accusatory tone. "These neckbands aren't gonna chop off our heads once the key unlocks them or something stupid like that?"
The figure was silent for a moment before waving his hand. Honoka heard a metal clicking sound within her choker, and it suddenly felt a little lighter. "No. No they will not. Anymore."
"Well... that's something, I guess..." Honoka muttered, still unwilling to relent, but noticing the faces of everyone around her, sans the confused and shocked look of the red-haired woman, she realized that was in the minority here. "Fine... we'll play this stupid game, but you better send us back home afterwards!"
"Excellent!" The voice replied in a slightly more chipper tone. "Then I shall warp you to seven different points of the woods, where you'll have to use your cunning, strength, and guile to survive and win... THE HUNTER GAMES!!!"
"That is a stupid fucking name an-" Honoka heard Airi yell out before everyone vanished.
WC: 1500/14000
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 22, 2020 15:37:23 GMT
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity! Nanami Text Color: ff80cc Cream Text Color: 6ec063 Mocha Text Color: 8b7a43 Mu-kun Text Color: 983dec
Honoka Text Color: ff309b Lili Text Color: ddba00 Lulu Text Color: be6bff Lala Text Color: 00e2be
Airi Text Color: ffa055 Sable Text Color: 000000 Sarge Text Color: 2e6888 BLU-J Text Color: 0081c9 Chihaya Text Color: 008f11
Arissa Text Color: e69c19 Paps Text Color: 150082
Mordreid Text Color: 000000 Red-Haired Woman Text Color: cf01010
Sakura Text Color: a27e51 Artie Text Color: 1979e6 Lancel Text Color: e93b24 Yvan Text Color: a264b9 Trist Text Color: c2c2c2 Bediver Text Color: ff940c
Kirara Text Color: 19c5e6 Patsalot Text Color: d68100 Honoka, focus on that tree over on your left! Honoka complied with her spirit's request, and gazed at a tree with a series of blooming white flowers growing atop it. She didn't immediately recognize the kind, however. Were they some kind of flower that grew in the Digital World or something? Or was this even the Digital World in the first place? Whoever brought them to this place seemed to have complete control over what happened to them, almost like some kind of omnipotent being that just wanted to see some kid-on-kid gladiatorial action.
"What about it...?" Honoka whispered to herself. Her spirits couldn't hear her unless she spoke aloud, but she didn't want to speak too loudly to invite anyone out to attack her.
Aren't those flowers just adorable? Like, I've never seen them before, but they're just the cutest, right?
"Lili... I need you to focus on any potential enemies, not on some flowers!" Honoka chastised the flower fairy spirit. Though Honoka supposed she had it coming for depending on the flighty flower fairy when in an area surrounded by vegetation. But perhaps the other two might be able to help!
Hrm... Yeah, all I see is a buncha green crap. So unless they're disguised as a bush or something, I don't think we're in any trouble... though I wouldn't mind stomping a few faces if they did show up!
I don't see anyone either, but maybe if we sing a song then someone might show up!
"I'm trying to avoid getting into stupid fights!" Honoka responded, restraining her anger. It wasn't like they were trying to annoy Honoka on purpose, after all. Well, maybe Lulu was.
Still, I'm surprised you're even playing this silly game! Lili commented. I figured that you'd use your own key on yourself so you can go home already!
"Everyone else is really into the game, though, so..." Honoka thought about it for a moment. "Even so, this is such a stupid game! I don't want to ruin anyone's fun by quitting from the get-go, so I'm just gonna try to end this game as quickly as possible so we can all go home!"
Heh... I get it... Lulu stated with an amused tone. You may not like the game you're playing, but you still don't want to lose!
"What? That's not it at all..." Honoka protested. She wasn't playing because she just hated to lose...
...Right?
But her introspection was cut short when a single Patamon stepped into view.
"Human! I have found you and cordially challenge you to a duel!" The Patamon yelled out with a blustered tone. "Single combat, with one exception! That exception being my comrade attempting to sneak attack you from behind!"
Honoka spun around to see Kirara, the blue-haired girl from before, attempt to tackle Honoka from behind. But she was much too slow and Honoka managed to easily step out of the way, causing the blue-haired girl to trip and fall flat on her face.
"Patsy!" She cried out angrily at the Patamon. "Why did you give away Kirara's position!? It was a perfect ambush!"
"Do not call me 'Patsy', human!" Sir Patsalot replied with an indigence that implied she'd said it a thousand times before. "And it is un-knightly to challenge someone to a one-on-one duel and not give them prior notice to an oncoming ambush!"
"You... definitely just made that up just now!" Kirara protested angrily, standing up and spinning around to face Honoka.
Meanwhile... Honoka didn't really want to fight these two. If she recalled correctly, they had fought once before, and the blue-haired girl and her Patamon friend didn't even stand much of a chance. Since they weren't really a threat to Honoka, she figured that she could just leave them alone and they'd get themselves taken down by the next person they failed to ambush. Honoka felt like it would be just a little too cruel to pummel them a second time, after all.
"Listen... how about we pretend this never happened, and we just go our separate ways?" She offered, pitying the pair in front of her. "It's obvious that things didn't go the way you wanted, so let's all just act like we never saw each other so you can go bother someone else, okay? I really don't want to fight you guys."
"If you're afraid of fighting Kirara, then you should definitely be scared... of this!" She suddenly attempted to tackle Honoka a second time, but the little girl was much too small to impact Honoka in any meaningful way. Honoka was an atheltic fifteen-year-old, and Kirara was just some scrawny preteen girl. "Eh? That's weird, Kirara thought that you would be on the ground by now..."
"Okay, this is getting kind of annoying," Honoka warned the girl, grasping her D-Tector and holding it up. "You try to do anything like that again, and I'm gonna get a little more than upset, got it?"
"Kirara is so sorry..." Kirara said, taking a small step back. "...for doing this!" she suddenly swung her foot out and kicked Honoka in the shin, sending a wave of pain and annoyance coursing throughout her body.
"Okay, that's enough of that!" Honoka grabbed Kirara by her shirt and lifted the little girl up into the air. Grasping her key in one hand, she moved it towards the little girl's neck.
"Please wait! Kirara... Kirara..." Tears were forming in her eyes as she tried to get her words out. "I don't wanna be eliminated right away!" She pleaded while wailing. "I... Kirara... Kirara doesn't have to win the game, but Kirara just wants to play a little longer so she's not immediately forgotten!"
"That's kind of..." Honoka just couldn't bring herself to take the little girl out. She let go of her, dropping her to the ground. Kirara fell onto her rear and resumed crying, while Sir Patsalot walked up to her.
"H-hey... um... tears are unbecoming of a knight like me... so... would you please stop crying...?" She asked, clearly uncomfortable with the girl's waterworks.
That's pretty cruel of you, Honoka, making a little girl cry like that! Lulu mocked, her laughter playing in Honoka's mind. Besides, even if spare her now, she's just gonna get instantly taken out by the next person who comes by, so the meaning's the same!
Honoka had to admit that her wind fairy spirit was correct. But she had an idea. "Hey... so... you're clearly not okay on your own..." She began, patting Kirara on the shoulder to quell her tears. "So how about you and your friend join me for a bit? I just want to end this game as quickly as possible, and it's not like there's any rules against teaming up, right? So what do you think? Stick with me, and you might even be able to see this through to the end!"
"Do... you really mean that?" Kirara asked, a beacon of hope coming alive within her bright eyes. "Then... Kirara will definitely help you out so you don't get beaten up too badly, right Patsy?"
"My name is Sir Patsalot, but I can agree with an alliance!" The Patamon nodded.
"Yay! Then it's decided! Kirara joins the party!" She yelled out as if she hadn't been crying seconds earlier.
"Okay, but you have to agree on one more thing, though," Honoka warned, already slightly agitated by her new comrade. "You have to stop talking in the third person, okay?"
"I... uh... Kirara has no idea what you're talking about!" She answered with an innocent smile.
"Fine..." Honoka relented, sighing before looking around. "Well, if we're teaming up, then that gives us an advantage. Especially if no one else knows about our..."
"Attention all Hunters! Hunter Honoka and Hunter Kirara have joined forces! What shall you do in response to this, Hunters? Will you form alliances of your own, or simply overcome them with your superior strategy! I can't wait to see what you've all got planned!!!"
"...At least you're not alone anymore?" Kirara offered after a period of stunned silence. WC: 2800/14000
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 23, 2020 10:16:33 GMT
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity! Nanami Text Color: ff80cc Cream Text Color: 6ec063 Mocha Text Color: 8b7a43 Mu-kun Text Color: 983dec
Honoka Text Color: ff309b Lili Text Color: ddba00 Lulu Text Color: be6bff Lala Text Color: 00e2be
Airi Text Color: ffa055 Sable Text Color: 000000 Sarge Text Color: 2e6888 BLU-J Text Color: 0081c9 Chihaya Text Color: 008f11
Arissa Text Color: e69c19 Paps Text Color: 150082
Mordreid Text Color: 000000 Red-Haired Woman Text Color: cf01010
Sakura Text Color: a27e51 Artie Text Color: 1979e6 Lancel Text Color: e93b24 Yvan Text Color: a264b9 Trist Text Color: c2c2c2 Bediver Text Color: ff940c
Kirara Text Color: 19c5e6 Patsalot Text Color: d68100 For Mordreid, that announcement was already something of a problem. At best, his DarkKnightmon form could certainly hold his own, but apparently, the fight wasn't about him. He turned to the red-haired woman that he had just met not too long prior to their sudden appearance, and towards the band around her neck. So apparently he lost if that got broken, right? Which meant that protecting her was the most important part of any combat. So he had to fight with a colossal dead weight. He wondered if this is what having a tamer was like. It certainly seemed annoying!
"Hey... what's going on!? I was suddenly brought here, there was that figure in the sky, and all those talking monsters... And now we teleported or something!? Hey, can you please explain what's happening? I'm seriously starting to freak out over here!"
Mordreid gave her an oblique stare with a tilted head. He wasn't quite capable of giving a proper explanation, so he simply shook his head. "I have no idea what's going on, either! I sure hope we don't have to encounter anything dangerous!"
The young woman shook off whatever Mordreid said and held her chin as if in thought. "But he was referring to people as hunters, right? And that they were having an alliance? So... we're all hunting each other using these monsters as allies, and..." Mordreid was surprised that she could calmly break things down in such an analytical fashion, but she clearly didn't have enough information to go off of. She ended up running her fingers through her hear in frustration. "Sheesh, this doesn't even make any sense! I know that there are these weird creatures, but bringing people to other worlds? Making people hunt each other? This just all just so nonsensical!"
"Well, I'm sure that you'll remember this for a long time to come!" Mordreid commented, pointing out the non-canonness of this particular story. He began to sense some movement from far away, so the metallic dark knight moved over to the red-haired woman and pushed her behind a tree.
"Hey, what are you-" Mordreid covered her mouth with his cold hand and pointed his spear off to the distance. She moved her gaze over there and nodded.
"This is so damn boring!" An obstinate voice complained rather loudly.
"Mocha, we're supposed to be quiet, remember?" A young girl's voice answered. Also in a loud voice, completely defeating the purpose of her chastising.
"Yeah, but if we talk loud enough, maybe someone will actually show up so we can beat the stuffing out of them!"
"I swear... Well... You're not wrong, but I'd rather not get ambushed, though..." A voice similar to Mocha's, but a little more refined. "If anything, I'd prefer to just relax and stay still while everyone else does the fighting..."
"But that's so boring!" Mocha answered. "Besides, if everyone does the same thing, then we're all just gonna be sitting around with out thumbs up our butts for days!"
"Why would we put our thumbs up our...?"
So it was Nanami and her partners. Well, she was a nice kid. She was a little gullible, but she was sweet and Mordreid liked her. Her partners weren't as pleasant, but as allies went, Mordreid supposed he could do worse. He turned back over to the red-haired woman, pointed at her, then pointed at the ground. Then he moved out from behind his cover, and stepped plainly into view.
"Someone's there!" Cream was the first to notice him, as she jumped off of Nanami's shoulder and stood in between Mordreid and her partner. Mocha continued to hang off of Nanami's other shoulder, but she gave Mordreid an intense glare before looking around for any other threats. It seemed that Nanami's group was on high alert.
Well, other than Nanami. "Hey, Mordreid!" Nanami cried out with a bright smile while waving. Mordreid waved back just as friendly, causing the little girl to giggle a bit.
"So... what brings you here out in the open?" Cream asked, breaking the laughter and getting back to business. "If I recall correctly, you were with that red-haired woman earlier, right? Is that your tamer now?" Mordreid shook his head, trying to think of the best way to diplomatically form an alliance with them. Nanami was certainly lacking in some aspects, but she had a strong bond with her partners, possibly being the strongest group here. So if he could gain them as allies, he might have a fighting chance in this competition!
"I get it, you heard that announcement and want to team up, right?" Mocha asked with a smug grin. "Which means you're alone right now!"
Mordreid tilted his head for a second, unsure where the Lopmon was going. Or rather, he was wary of what she was implying.
"Hey, if this guy's alone, that means we can gang up on him and take him out! And if he's here, that means his human's nearby so we can just take her out, too!" Nanami gave the Lopmon a thoughtful look for a second.
"But if he wants to be friends, wouldn't it be better to team up?" She asked. "After all, I don't wanna hurt someone when they just want to be friends! If we're playing a game, then we should all try to have fun together, right?"
Yes! Mordreid knew that he could count on Nanami to see his point! "Hey Mordreid, do you want to team up and play this game together with us?"
"Absolutely not!" Mordreid answered excitedly. "I'm actually here to kill you all, not to team up with you!" Mordreid froze the instant he let his words out. Crap! He got so excited that he spoke without thinking! He watched as Nanami's face went from her normal hopeful, friendly smile to a near horrified expression. Double-crap! Nanami was too gullible to see through his obvious lie!
"Hey... You... shouldn't joke about that kind of stuff..." She managed to mutter. Wait! This was a lifeline! If Mordreid could weave his way through this opportunity and somehow convince Nanami that he was lying right now then he could get back into her good graces!
But... there was still one more problematic issue. "I shall not allow you to bring harm to Lady Nanami!" A voice screamed from the brush as a Falcomon leapt into the air and threw a feathered kunai straight towards the PawnChessmon!
Mordreid managed knock the kunai out of the air with his spear, but at that point the damaged had been dealt. Both Cream and Mocha had taken the offensive once Mordreid had raised his weapon.
"Blazing Fire!" "Blazing Ice!"
Two blasts of air, one freezing cold, the other scorching hot flew towards the armored Digimon, striking him in the chest and sending him tumbling back into the brush.
"Hey wait, why is everyone attacking so suddenly!?" Nanami cried out, but as much as Mordreid would have liked to salvage this situation, he didn't think it was possible given his capabilities. Plus, he didn't like getting attacked very much, and he sort of wanted to vent his frustration. So, he focused his will, and a much larger form suddenly burst from his body, creating an explosion of data. Mordreid had Digivolved to his Champion Form, DarkKnightmon.
"I'm going to end all of you!" He declared, his voice deeper and gruffer than it was before as he swung around a double-sided lance for no other reason than to look cool.
"Hey, damned bird!" Mocha yelled back towards the Falcomon. "Keep Stupid Nanami safe for a bit! Cream and I are about to get a little serious!" Nanami held up her D-3 Digivice, and both bunny Digimon began to Digivolve as well.
"Lopmon Digivolve to... Lekismon!!!" A slightly taller rabbit Digimon took the place of the Lopmon as is suddenly clutched a dagger made of ice and held it out towards Mordreid.
"Terriermon Digivolve to... D'arcmon!!!" A human-like Digimon with angel wings brandished a sword and pointed it towards the DarkKnightmon as well.
"Very well!" The Falcomon suddenly jumped in front of Nanami, holding her winged-arms out like a goalie, ready to defend her employer at a moment's notice. Just then, a voice erupted from the sky.
"It looks like tensions have reached an all-time high as Hunter Nanami and Mordreid have engaged and have finally begun to battle! Will the little girl and her comrades be able to overcome the ferocity of the dark knight ahead of them, or will Mordreid manage to put quality over quantity and take out his foes? Stay tuned to find out, folks!" WC: 4300/14000
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 26, 2020 20:06:47 GMT
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity! Nanami Text Color: ff80cc Cream Text Color: 6ec063 Mocha Text Color: 8b7a43 Mu-kun Text Color: 983dec
Honoka Text Color: ff309b Lili Text Color: ddba00 Lulu Text Color: be6bff Lala Text Color: 00e2be
Airi Text Color: ffa055 Sable Text Color: 000000 Sarge Text Color: 2e6888 BLU-J Text Color: 0081c9 Chihaya Text Color: 008f11
Arissa Text Color: e69c19 Paps Text Color: 150082
Mordreid Text Color: 000000 Red-Haired Woman Text Color: cf01010
Sakura Text Color: a27e51 Artie Text Color: 1979e6 Lancel Text Color: e93b24 Yvan Text Color: a264b9 Trist Text Color: c2c2c2 Bediver Text Color: ff940c
Kirara Text Color: 19c5e6 Patsalot Text Color: d68100 "And we're back! In case you missed it, Hunter Nanami and Hunter Mordreid had faced off with one another! Hunter Mordreid had threatened to kill Hunter Nanami, and her Digimon partners stepped in to protest! Now, everyone has Digivolved and are ready to face each other down in an epic battle! I'm not the only one here who's excited, folks!"
"Hey! We're kinda in the middle of something here!" Mocha yelled out to the announcer's voice in the sky before turning his attention to Mordreid. She looked over at her sister and they nodded to each other. "I don't like that we're being used for some audience's entertainment, but right now there's an asshole that needs to be put in his place!" She charged forward, gripping her icy dagger and thrusting it towards the DarkKnightmon's abdomen. Her enemy managed to twist his body to the side so her attack only glanced off the side of his armor, however, dealing next to nothing in the way of damage. What's more, Mocha lunged in too deep to defend herself, and Mordreid readied his double-sided lance to counterattack.
Once he planted his feet from his sidestep he lunged forward with his weapon, only to be met by Cream swooping in from above and deflecting Mordreid's attack with her blade. It seemed to knock the dark knight off balance, but instead the sisters' enemy used the force from Cream's defensive maneuver to spin around and stab at Mocha with the other end of his weapon. Still, the DarkKnightmon's conversion significantly reduced his attack's range and Mocha was able to jump backwards far enough to avoid the blow. Once Mocha was back on her feet Cream had floated down beside her.
"Hey Cream, why is it that every time we outnumber an enemy, they always seem to be able to attack twice as quickly as they normally do?"
"Laws of nature, probably," The D'arcmon answered, keeping her eyes focused on the enemy ahead of them. Mordreid had recovered from his haphazard attack and stood stalwart once more. It seemed he didn't have any intention of making a move.
"Damned edgy git..." Mocha grunted in disgust. "He's not making a single move so we have to waste all our energy coming to him!"
"Judging by that armor he's wearing, he can handle it," Cream added. "I guess he's conserving his energy for the rest of the game."
"Yeah... Even when we smoke this bastard, we'll still gotta deal with the rest... So we should try and end this as quickly as possible!" Mocha made sure to lower her voice so her enemy couldn't hear. "But if he wants to play defensive he's gonna have to react to everything! So hold him off for a bit and force him to react! Then I'll jump in and give him something to react to! We'll grind him down little by little if we have to, damn it!"
Cream was silent for a little while, but nodded. "I don't see how I can do that without getting a scratch... Any chance we can just run away and leave someone else to exhaust themselves by beating him?"
"Come on, sis! Have a little more confidence, will ya? You've got me on your side, after all!" The Lekismon grinned and slapped the D'arcmon's behind, causing a yelp of surprise from the Digimon and causing her to lurch forward a bit.
"Fine... but you're paying for that later!" Cream flew low to the ground, readying her blade to strike. The DarkKnightmon had braced himself for another clash, and soon enough the D'arcmon's blade met Mordreid's lance. But it was obvious that the lance user was the stronger one from the clash. Taking a step forward, Mordreid pushed back, driving the aerial Cream and throwing off her stance. Then he made an attack of his own, driving his lance forward to impale his foe, but Cream used the force of Mordreid's defense to spin out of the lance's path.
Mocha charged forward, letting out a scream and throwing an icy dagger towards her enemy. But the DarkKnightmon had seen Mocha's attack coming, and easily deflected her projectile with his lance. But Mocha just continued charging forward with a cocky grin. After all, that was all the time her sister needed.
Still spinning, Cream swung her blade out wildly down on her foe, screaming out as she threw all her strength into the swing, striking down on Mordreid's shoulder... only to be met with the ax-blade on the dark knight's shoulder. It stopped Cream's strike dead in its tracks, and left her completely vulnerable.
That... was less than expected. Gritting her teeth, Mocha jumped forward as far as she could, throwing caution to the wind to charge ahead. She wasn't sure she could protect Cream for getting hurt, but if Mordreid did hurt her, the Lekismon sure as hell was gonna make sure he paid for it. Clenching her fist she dove in, but instead of attacking Cream or defending against Mocha, Mordreid simply put his lance above his head and began spinning it around wildly.
"̷S̸h̵a̷d̸o̶w̵ ̵L̸a̸n̶c̷e̴ ̴W̵h̸i̵r̶l̷w̷i̸n̴d̶!̴!̶!̴"̵ Mocha began to hear a faint whistling sound emanating from the DarkKnightmon's spinning lance, then became a crescendo of screaming voices as a black energy mixed with the air around them to whip around their enemy. Then the darkness expanded and suddenly tore into the defenseless Cream and the charging Mocha. The dark aura sent the screaming voices directly into her head as she experienced the pain and fear of a thousand lost souls, sending the twins flying violently back, far away from their enemy.
"Lady Nanami!" Off in the distance, Mocha spotted the Falcomon grasp her human partner and carry her away from the radius of the blast, and on the other side, she spotted a red-haired woman suddenly scream out as Mordreid's attack tore through the brush and wildlife that she was hiding behind.
Cream and Mocha crashed into the ground, writhing from the disturbing sensation they had just received from the aberrant Digimon. "Shit..." Mocha grunted, grasping at the ground her hand and attempting to find purchase to push her body up. "That's... ngh..." She didn't know when, but she suddenly found herself standing up.
"Yeah... that about sums it up..." Cream commented, holding the Lekismon's arm and using Mocha's shoulder to stabilize herself. "I know I mentioned it earlier, but I'd like to bring up the topic of making a tactical retreat once more..."
"It's starting to sound nicer by the second..." Mocha admitted, turning back towards Mu-kun and Nanami.
"Mocha! Cream! Is everything alright? That last attack looked really harsh!" Nanami yelled out, the terror and nervousness clearly showing in her eyes. She focused them on Mordreid. "We're playing a game, aren't we, Mordreid? So stop trying to hurt Mocha and Cream!"
"I said it earlier, didn't I? I'm here to kill you all!" He replied with a disturbingly chipper tone, considering his actions and appearance. Mocha really couldn't even begin to fathom the bizarre dark knight's thought process.
"And I said that that's not very funny! It's a really, really bad joke, so cut it out!" The little girl seemed on the verge of crying. Clearly, Mocha could learn a thing or two about bullying from this guy, but right now Mocha was more pissed off than anything else. There was only one person allowed to make Nanami cry, and that person's name certainly wasn't named fucking Mordreid.
So no more Miss Nice Bunny. She turned towards the Falcomon and gave her a fierce glare. "Hey, you damned bird! What the hell was that reaction time!? You nearly got Stupid Nanami killed, you useless bird!"
"I can assure you that no such thing could have possibly happened!" Mu-kun yelled back almost immediately. "Do not underestimate my skills and training, fool!"
"Then how about next time, you take a good look at your surroundings before you make another move, idiot!" She yelled back, pointing over near Mordreid's direction. The Falcomon was about to give an angry reply, but her eyes glossed over the area, and she just nodded.
"Very well. I shall be more vigilant from now on!" She stated, placing a feathered hand on Nanami's puny shoulder. "Lady Nanami, we should move further back and out of sight. Lady Cream and the other one can handle themselves, but only if you're out of harm's way!"
"But that's..." Nanami was annoyingly hesitant in these kinds of situations. "I can't just leave them alone! We're partners, right?"
"Just disappear for a while, Stupid Nanami!" Mocha shouted back, facing Mordreid but tilting her head ever so slightly back. "Trust us on this one, will ya? We aren't gonna get taken down so easily, ya hear?"
"Then... I guess that's okay..." Nanami relented before pointing to Mordreid. "But no more hurting Mocha and Cream! Roughhousing is fine, but no more injuring each other! Otherwise we're not friends anymore!"
Mordreid didn't say anything in response, and simply shrugged before Mu-kun and Nanami ran off into the distance.
"What was that all about?" Cream asked, grasping Mocha's shoulder, but still keeping her eyes focused on their opponent.
"Don't worry about it," Mocha answered. "What we gotta worry about is making Mr. Edgeknight off his guard!"
Cream remained silent for a moment before shaking her head. "Any ideas?"
Mocha grinned and suddenly lunged forward. "Nope! Just follow my lead, sis!"
"Damn it... Fine!" The D'arcmon flew in behind the charging Lekismon, nonplussed with Mocha's lack of forethought. Still, Mocha knew she could count on her.
Even so, getting in was a bit of a problem. Because Mocha and Cream were always the ones to approach, Mordreid had all the time to anticipate their attacks. And both sisters had rather straightforward attacks that could easily be predicted, so it wasn't like the pair had any special tricks to spice things up. But being predictable wasn't always such a bad thing. After all, however straightforward the sisters were, it didn't mean a thing if Mordreid made a predictable defense.
Once Mocha got within range, Mordreid lunged his spear down onto the encroaching bunny. But the Lekismon ducked down under the thrust and kept moving forward. The DarkKnightmon began to twirl his lance to catch Mocha with the other end of his attack, but Cream swiped at the weapon with her saber, disrupting the weapon's movement and leaving the DarkKnightmon vulnerable for once.
"Take this!" Mocha shouted, carrying the speed and force of her charge with her as she threw a fist right into the DarkKnightmon's midsection. Mordreid let out a grunt as he was pushed back by the strike. "Not so tough now, are ya, big guy!?" She cried out a little higher-pitched than she intended. Turned out that punching an armored Digimon as hard as she could had some repercussions that she probably should have seen coming. Probably one of her more hare-brained moments.
Sadly, the impact of Mocha's attack didn't last as long as she would have liked. The armored figure stepped forward, moving towards the Lekismon with his lance. "Hey, looks like we finally got you coming to us, you grim-dark son of a bitch!" She crouched down to prepare a defense. Mordreid thrust down as Mocha narrowly dodged his weapon, jumping high up into the air. Along the way, the DarkKnightmon attempted to ram the rabbit Digimon with his ax-like shoulder blade, but a sword swipe from her sister managed to deflect the strike. Mocha escaped into the air while Cream flew back out of the armored Digimon's reach.
"Looks like things aren't going your way anymore!" Mocha mocked while grinning down upon her foe. Sure, the result was only a single punch to the gut, and she was gonna have to come down eventually, but Mordreid's defenses weren't as perfect as she thought they were, and she wanted the little lying bastard to know it.
Mordreid looked up at the Lekismon, then turned his head towards something else that caught his attention.
"S-somebody help m-me!" The red-haired woman yelled out. Mocha looked over to see her lying on the ground shaking in fear as Mu-kun stood over her, holding a key in her feathered hand. The black band around the red-haired woman's neck had been unlocked, and scattered into loose data.
"I have taken a good look at my surroundings!" the Falcomon stated with a triumphant tone. "This may not have been what you were referring to, but now this battle is over, correct?" The red-haired woman's body began to glow, along with Mordreid's.
"It seems that the first participant has been eliminated, and Hunter Nanami and her comrades have emerged victorious!"
"That's still really unsettling..." Cream muttered, flying over to catch her sister and guide her to the ground beside Nanami.
"Oh well, I'm not at all upset that I'm getting eliminated this early on, but..." Mordreid looked over to Nanami and gave her a nod. "Well, I guess I'm upset that you're the victor, as well! I hope you get eliminated immediately!"
"Nuh-uh!" Nanami countered, ever-so-elegantly. "Just you watch, Mordreid! I'm gonna win the entire thing, and then we can play a different game that's a bunch more fun than this is! Just you wait!"
"C-can someone please explain to me what is going o-" The red-haired woman suddenly vanished into sparkles alongside Mordreid, leaving Nanami and her group the only remaining people there. Mocha sighed before reverting back to her Lopmon form, Cream following suit.
"So we were just distracting Mordreid while Mukuroyukihime dealt with the human..." Cream stated, nodding her approval at Mocha's haphazard plan.
"You were right - beating that armored bastard would have been too much of a pain..." Mocha began climbing up Nanami's body in order to get on her shoulder. Nanami scooped her up and placed her there halfway through, then bent down to place Cream on her other shoulder. "So when he did that big attack and blew that lady's cover, I figured that the damned bird could take care of things, since no one was expecting much out of her in the first place." "That is not true!" Mu-kun protested. "Lady Nanami always knows that I'll protect her with my very life! Isn't that right, Lady Nanami?" But the little girl didn't seem to pay her question much mind.
"Well, Mu-kun is reliable, so I knew things would work out, even though she's weaker than everyone else!" Nanami stated. The Falcomon's visibly shrunk from her words, causing the Lopmon to burst out laughing.
And so, the first of the seven had been eliminated. But if Mocha and the others were going to win it, then they might even have to defeat five others. Which sounded like an absolute pain. Sure, Nanami and the damned bird weren't all that smart, but Mocha knew that in a battle of underhandedness, she was a cut above all the others. Though she hoped some others would be willing to eliminate each other so they wouldn't have to do all the work. WC: 6800/14000
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 29, 2020 16:12:32 GMT
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity!
Arissa Text Color: e69c19 Paps Text Color: 150082
Sakura Text Color: a27e51 Artie Text Color: 1979e6 Lancel Text Color: e93b24 Yvan Text Color: a264b9 Trist Text Color: c2c2c2 Bediver Text Color: ff940c
Thankfully, the big figure in the sky had been silent for the past few hours. After announcing Mordreid's defeat, things had apparently been quiet for the rest of the day, while Sakura and her five Digimon partners sat around a small campfire.
"I guess... we're just gonna have to sleep on the dirt..." Sakura muttered in disappointment. She wasn't a particularly luxurious girl, but she wasn't exactly the outdoors type, either. So this was one more thing she hated about this situation. She didn't see the point in fighting some other kids and their Digimon partners as well, especially for someone's entertainment. Still, her partners seemed to be into it, so she remained silent on that topic.
"What do you mean, teach?" Artie the V-mon asked with a grin. "There's so many of us here that we can all stay warm and cozy if we all huddle together!"
"My coat gets surprisingly toasty when I get hugs, so feel free to get close to me if you get cold in the night-gya!" the Agumon Hakase offered with a dopey grin.
"No... you'll definitely try something weird," Sakura countered with an unamused tone.
"I can breath fire, so if you need to get warm-" Lancel the Guilmon began to point out.
"Lan, buddy?" Artie interected.
"'Sup?"
"No."
"'Kay." Lancel remained silent after that, a dopey grin on his face showing no signs of his recent social ineptitude.
"Anyways, I guess you can wrap yourself in Trist's cloak, if you really need to, teach!" Artie offered.
"Oh, that's not really neces-"
"I would be more than willing to grant you my cloak for the night, Shinryuji-shishou!" Trist proclaimed, moving to remove it from his person. He nearly threw it at the girl in his zeal. Sakura managed to catch it, finding it much heavier than she expected. She was surprised that the Hackmon was able to move around so freely in it. Still, there were more than a few tears and holes around the cloak, and the edges were frayed.
"This is... thank you, Trist..." Sakura answered. She didn't want to reject his help when he so eagerly offered it, so she figured she could deal with it for the time being. "So... How about whenever we get back from this, I fix this up for you? It's got more than a few holes in it, but I think I'd be able to patch it up pretty well."
"I... could not ask you for anything more!" Trist answered, seemingly taken aback by Sakura's offer. He was the type to offer help without even thinking of getting any help in return. She gave the Hackmon a slight smile, then a fuzzy head suddenly planted itself on her lap. "Oh... hey, Yvan... did you get back from your hunting?"
The Dorumon gave a nod, and looked up at Sakura expectantly. She nodded, scratching behind the Digimon's ears. The furry Digimon's legs twitched in pleasure as she did so, yet he gave Artie an intense glare while it was happening.
"Anyways... I guess we should try and do the same thing tomorrow?" Artie offered, now that everyone was present.
"We're a large group-gya... So we'll be found by our enemies sooner or later-gya!" Hakase pointed out, but the V-Mon simply shrugged.
"Maybe, but avoiding fights is probably gonna do us more favors than looking for them!" He explained. "After all, if this is a last-mon standing hunting game, then all we gotta do is survive until the end! It's not like we have to do the fighting ourselves!"
"Plus even though we have the numbers, we're still at a major disadvantage, strength-wise..." Sakura admitted, looking down at her Digivice with a somber expression. "So if we go up against a Champion-level Digimon, then there wouldn't be much we could do but run away..."
"Then it is prudent to avoid fights, then!" Trist confirmed. "I shall lead us as we travel, Artoragon and Hakase will remain close and protect Shinryuji-shishou, and Lancel and Yvan will use their superior senses to warn us of any incoming enemies!"
"Yep! So you don't have to worry, teach! We're not gonna let anyone hunt you down!" Artie placed his hand on the small of Sakura's back, reassuring the girl. "Yvan and Lan's noses are so good, no one will be able to get close to us without us knowing!"
"Yep!" Lancel confirmed. "Like how when Artie said he was going to go scouting earlier today, he took a poop instead!" He gave Sakura a thumbs-up. "Oh, but he buried it in the ground when he was done!"
"Lan... It's nice that you wanna show off, but maybe don't add the part about me pooping, okay?"
"Artie... No offense, but could you please not touch me right now?" Sakura asked in a tone that offered no refusal.
"Oh... fine, sorry..." He said, pulling his hand away and sighing. Yvan began to chuckle, showing no attempt to hide his contempt for the blue dragon Digimon. "Hey! I may have taken a crap in the woods, but at least I don't go around sniffing it, you mangy-"
Yvan's head suddenly shot up as both he and Lancel began to sniff the air as a figure began to emerge from the brush.
"Yoo~hoo!" A cheerful voice called out. A young woman with light brown hair walked up to them like she belonged there, followed by a floating white and indigo butterfly-like Digimon. Both of them were carrying what looked like a picnic basket, their contents covered in a red and white checker-pattern cloth. "We would like to be keeping you company now!"
By the time Sakura stood up, all five of her partners were on their feet and standing in front of her. None of them made their move to attack, but Yvan's growling made it seem like that moment wouldn't be too far off.
"It is impolite to approach someone without introducing yourself first!" Trist immediately began to lecture the newcomer.
"That's your big issue!?" Sakura gasped, clutching the Hackmon's cloak as if it were some kind of shield against the newcomer.
"And there is the fact that by the nature of this game you are also an enemy, so stay back from us!" Trist added on without pause.
"Oh, but I am not really caring about this game so much!" The young woman answered with a bright smile despite her hostile welcoming. "But I should introduce myself, no? I am Arissa, and this is my partner, Papi! But you can call him Paps!" The Morphomon simply gave the group a hesitant nod.
"Pleased to meet you."
"Very well, then, Arissa and Paps," Trist replied, still holding a defensive posture. "But the fact that we are enemies still remains! It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, but we must ask you to leave now!"
"But I have introduced to you now!" Arissa commented with a sunny smirk. "You are going to be introducing yourselves to me now, no?" Trist reacted like he had just been stabbed by the woman's words.
"That is... forgive me!" He nearly shrieked, as if the very thought of his own poor manners was going to kill him. To save him a bit of face, Sakura decided to speak up.
"My name is Sakura. Shinryuji Sakura," She began, holding her hand over her chest. Then she gestured to the group. "The blue lizard Digimon is my V-mon partner, Artie. The red dino is Lan, the dino in the labcoat is Bedi-hakase, and the furry Digimon is Yvan. And finally, the Hackmon you've been speaking with is nam-"
"My name is Trist!" He finally snapped out of his stupor. Sakura thought it was a little rude for him to just cut her off like that, but she figured that she wouldn't bring it up, seeing as it might make things even worse.
"Nice to meetcha!" Artie simply stated as if the awkward exchange didn't just happen. "But I gotta ask, since we're in this game where we're all hunting each other, you planning on picking a fight with us?"
"Oh no, I am not a person who is liking the fighting part!" Arissa replied shaking her head. "I am just wanting to meet more people! I like Papi, but he is not good for pleasant conversation! And I am not liking the outdoors as much as I thought I would like it! So when I found you, I just wanted someone to keep me company!"
Sakura wasn't sure what to think of the girl. She could easily be lying and trying to get close to them, but from what it looked like, from all the people she had met previously, it wasn't like there were a whole lot of bad people in the mix. The PawnChessmon was a bit of a trickster, and something about the little girl's nun seemed a little sketchy, but most everyone there seemed like good people. So she figured at worst this girl was an annoying troublemaker.
And as if to seal the deal, Arissa held out her picnic basket towards the group, taking off the cover to reveal a copious amount of bread and fruit within. "And maybe as an offering for peace, I am giving you these baskets as a present! We can have a nice meal together, because eating alone does not sound so exciting for me, no?" Admittedly, Sakura and her teammates hadn't had anything to eat since the day of their little hunting game began. And apparently Yvan hadn't found any food, or if he did find some he wasn't willing to share. "So... where did you find those baskets of food?" Sakura asked.
"The further you travel to the center of the forest, the more food you will be finding there!" Arissa explained with a cheery smile. "I am thinking it is to convince everyone to gather in one spot so people will be fighting each other! But fighting people did not sound like it would be being much fun, so we simply grabbed some food and ran away!"
"Well, with this much food, we could last a couple of days without having to forage," Artie stated, looking at the baskets of food with a barely restrained desire. "But by themselves, those two could probably last for a week or two if they really conserved it..." He looked over to Sakura. "And if making a new friend results in having a full stomach, well, I guess I'm willing to pay the price!" He chuckled to himself while Trist looked on with a hint of concern.
"But this could be a trap!" Trist countered. "This food could just be so we let our guards down! Or it could even be poisoned! And it's improper to accept food from strangers!"
"But we know each other's names now, so we are not strangers, no?" Arissa offered with a calm smile. "And I am not thinking that we can find poison so easily!"
"True, it's not like we've found any weapons or the like in our travels-gya!" Hakase commented.
"I like to trust the people who have food!" Lancel said, glaring at the baskets with an almost feral disposition. It seemed like he was about as ready to jump the pair as Yvan was.
"There is still something wrong here!" Trist stated, but his growling stomach said otherwise.
Sakura gave Arissa and Paps one long look. She seemed harmless enough, but it didn't necessarily mean she couldn't be planning something underhanded. But Sakura wanted to trust them. After all, they could have just kept the food for themselves and ran, after all. And as a person who had welcomed five alien creatures into her life, Sakura was just gonna have to get used to meeting new people.
"So teach, what's it gonna be?"
Sakura nodded to the young woman and put her arm out to gesture to a spot on the ground next to her.
"Well, if you want some company, then we'll be glad to have you!" WC: 8800/14000
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 29, 2020 21:18:39 GMT
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity! Airi Text Color: ffa055 Sable Text Color: 000000 Sarge Text Color: 2e6888 BLU-J Text Color: 0081c9 Chihaya Text Color: 008f11
Arissa Text Color: e69c19 Paps Text Color: 150082
Sakura Text Color: a27e51 Artie Text Color: 1979e6 Lancel Text Color: e93b24 Yvan Text Color: a264b9 Trist Text Color: c2c2c2 Bediver Text Color: ff940c
And so a modest feast was had. There was bread and fruit, and bottled water. There weren't enough bottles for everyone unfortunately, so they had to share between the seven of them.
"So you are a master of kung-fu!?" Arissa exclaimed with surprise on her face. She leaned towards Sakura so their faces were only centimetres apart. If Arissa was even remotely uncomfortable with the proximity she wasn't showing it. Instead, Sakura just looked away shyly.
"I was never a master, I just trained in my family's dojo when I was younger..." She muttered, nervous. She didn't particularly like talking about that part of her life. It's not like she had ever accomplished much, regardless. But she was starved for conversation topics at the moment. "It's a variation of Chinese kenpo that my great grandfather learned while overseas. My grandfather perfected it and created a dojo, so we've just kind of passed it along down the line ever since..."
"She's just being modest!" Artie exclaimed, gulping down the last piece of his meal and patting his belly. "Teach once took down a Digimon that was bullying Lan and I with her bare hands! That's why she's teaching us how to fight!"
"You're the ones that dealt with it, all I did was just stun it a bit..." Sakura insisted, her face getting redder by the second.
"I am thinking that is amazing!" Arissa reached out to her. Sakura wanted to resist, but she suddenly froze up in fear as she felt the girl's hands clamp down on her shoulders and move their way down her arms. "And you are so small and skinny! You must be very skilled if you have such a tiny body! It is making me a little jealous that you are so cute and strong!"
"That's definitely not... I'm not..." Sakura struggled to find the right words at the moment while she heard Artie chuckling, amused by her plight. Jerk. "I was never really well-built, and I stopped training for a while, so my body's just kind of..."
"Well, I am feeling bad for the people who are underestimating you!" Arissa stated, lifting her hands off her body and giving Sakura one final pat on the shoulder. "And you have so many friends to count on! I am loving Paps, but I am thinking I would like to have as many partners as you!"
"That's... I mean... Thank you..." Sakura wasn't sure how to handle the girl's steady stream of compliments and observations. Arissa sure wasn't shy about giving them, that was for sure. She wondered if she was like this with everyone she met, or if it was just random girls she met in the woods.
"I am having an idea!" Arissa exclaimed while Sakura was in thought. "Whenever we are leaving this silly game, then we should meet up in the human world and be friends with one another! You can be teaching me how to fight! I am always have wanted to learn how to use kung-fu!"
"It's technically not kung-fu, but..." Sakura had to pause for a bit. It always seemed to come down to her martial arts background, didn't it? Artie and Lan wanted her to train them, and eventually the others came along as well. She wondered if they knew or cared much about anything other than her history. And Arissa certainly seemed fascinated by it as well. Was it really all people saw in Sakura?
"Perhaps that... wouldn't be so bad..." Sakura willed away her rising concerns for the moment. It seemed like every time she wanted to push that part of her life away, but someone or some creature demanded it from her time and again. But that was a problem for another day. However temporary this friendship was, it was probably important that she hold onto it for the course of this silly game.
And having another human to talk to, even one as... outgoing as Arissa, would be a welcome change of pace. Most of her partners just didn't fully understand Sakura, and even Artie, the one with the most sense always seemed to miss the point sometimes, sociable as he was.
"Then it is decided!" Arissa declared, clapping her hands together as if to seal the deal. "So, when would you like to be leaving this place? Right now, or later?"
Sakura had to pause when Arissa asked the question. Leaving right now... did she mean...? "What exactly is that supposed to mea-" Suddenly Arissa grabbed Sakura once more, holding her wrists and pulling the smaller girl around and into her.
"I could be telling you earlier when I was touching you!" She whispered into Sakura's ear as she held her tightly. "You were shivering in fear. You do not like being grabbed!"
"Let... let go of me!" She yelled out, trying to pull out, but Arissa was surprisingly strong. Especially compared to the much smaller Sakura. She looked around desperately to see Paps floating above her partners, spreading some kind of powder over them. Her partners looked completely drained of their energy as they barely moved.
"S-sorry... teach..." Artie gasped out, attempting to crawl towards his partner. "Looks like we got... got..."
"I am sorry to be so mean, but we are playing a game, no?" Arissa genuinely looked apologetic, but it didn't stop her from pulling an arm around Sakura's throat while she held a key in her other hand. "Please do not be taking this personally! I am not liking fighting very much, and this is the only way I am thinking of how to win!" Arissa held the key up to the collar over Sakura's neck. Well... it wasn't like she was having much fun playing this silly game regardless. Hopefully not too much time had passed since she was transported and she'd get to-
"I'm breathin' fire!" Lancel yelled out, spitting out a small flurry of flames up towards the Morphomon, scorching the rookie Digimon's wings. "Agh... burned ma lipsh..." He commented, holding his mouth with two claws. Not long after, all of Sakura's partners managed to move again.
Arissa seemed a little distracted by all of this, and Sakura used the opportunity to slip out of her grasp. Taking Trist's cloak, she wrapped it around her neck and stood up in an instant. "I don't want to fight either, but you need to scram, now!"
"Oh... so I am guessing such a large group was out of the question after all..." Arissa muttered before pulling out her Digivice. "Papi, please make this quick! I am not liking all of this fighting, please!"
"Understood," The Morphomon agreed. Arissa's Digivice sent out a burst of light that overtook his Rookie-level form. "Morphomon Digivolve to... Hudiemon!!!"
Suddenly Morphomon's form became much more humanoid in appearance, with large, elegant butterfly wings on his back. He looked down with a gentle, yet stern look as he floated up higher into the air. "This will be over quick. Please do not take any offense. Arissa intends to win this game, so I shall not lose against you, regardless of your numbers."
"Guys... You all ready for a fight?" Artie asked, stretching his limbs out. It looks like whatever Paps did to them earlier had worn off by now. "Five Rookies versus a Champion. I don't know if that's a challenge for us or him, honestly!"
"Technically-gya, it would depend on the individual combat capabilities of those involved-gya, as well as the compatibility of the tea- GYAGH!" Bedi-hakase was interrupted by Yvan sinking his teeth into the Agumon's arm.
"Talking too much. Time to fight," Was all he said in his deep, gruff tone. He then proceeded to growl at his airborne enemy.
"We shall take this enemy down with all of our might!" Trist yelled out as if that weren't already obvious.
"And anyone else's might if they're willing to share!" Lancel yelled out. Yet no one else heeded his call. He sighed. "Well, I was hoping someone would come, but..."
"It's okay, buddy! You guys can handle this guy, no problem!" Artie cheered the rest on. "I'll hang back and handle things from here!"
"Okay!" "Fight. Coward." "Wait, you're not fighting-gya!?" "You shall do no such thing!"
"Ah... I didn't thing that would work, but I figured it was worth a try!" He admitted with a nervous chuckle before clenching his fists. "Okay, Paps! We're ready whenever you a-" Before he could finish his sentence the butterfly Digimon swooped down and struck the V-Mon in the gut with a swift kick. It didn't even look like he kicked that hard, yet Artie was sent flying back away from the crowd and into a tree.
Yvan let out a howl before charging, sinking his fangs into the Hudiemon's forearm, but the Champion-level simply floated up higher into the air and began spinning around in midair. And while Yvan held on for a good long while, eventually the Dorumon was sent careening off into the brush metres away from the battle, all the while Paps didn't even look the worse for wear.
"Argh..." Artie struggled to his feet from the single blow, but kept his head in the game. "Okay, you guys... Triple Fire time!" The other three nodded, flame gathering their mouths.
"Pyro Sphere!!!" "Baby Flame!!!" "Fireball!!!"
Three flurries of flame came crashing towards the evolved Digimon, scorching the night air and brightening up the battle as the Hudiemon crossed his arms to defend himself. But for all the impressive pyrotechnics, the Champion-level was left with nary a singe.
"Triple Fire didn't work!" Lancel announced rather unhelpfully. "Is it time to use it again?"
"No. It's time for me to act," Paps flew down low once again, sending a torrent of pollen down on the trio. "Infinite Nightmare..." Once again, the Guilmon, the Agumon Hakase, and the Hackmon were enveloped by the same strange sensation that made them unable to move.
But there were two outliers this time. Artie who had begun his charge towards the butterfly Digimon, and a rampaging Dorumon that snuck up from behind.
"Dash... Metal!!!" Yvan yelled out, his fur turning metallic and crashing into Paps with his ironclad body. It was enough to distract the Hudiemon just long enough for Artie to strike. The "V" symbol on his forehead began to glow. He slapped his forehead, then an extremely unstable-looking blade of golden light appeared in his hand.
"V... Saber... STRIKE!!!" Artie shouted, leaping into the air and slicing the Hudiemon with his blade of light. The blade shattered upon impact, but Paps let out a pained groan as he flew off to recover from the attack. "How's that! Not gonna be so easy for you, is it?"
"You're right," Paps admitted. "It won't be easy. But rest assured I will be the victor. Azure Dream Wing..." He crossed his arms as wings began to glow with a bright blue light.
"That's... uh... a little on the slow side for an attack, right?" Artie stated. He looked over towards Lancel, Bedi-hakase, and Trist, still struggling to move after Paps's strange affliction. "Oh... crap... Yvan! Grab someone and get them out of the way!" He made a dash for the trio, with the Dorumon rushing behind. Artie managed to grab the larger Guilmon and push him a good distance away, while Yvan, bit into Hakase's coat and dragged him off. But no one had gotten Trist...
"I've got him!" Sakura suddenly rushed in, scooping up the Hackmon in her arms right as the Hudiemon was about to let out his attack.
"Teach!!!" Artie shouted out in a state of panic. "Get out of there, damn it!"
"Papi! No!" Arissa yelled out in a similar state. Paps began to shift his weight and direction mid-air, as the blast suddenly shot out and blasted the area in between everyone, obliterating their small campfire and covering the immediate vicinity with smoke and debris. Everyone was left coughing and gasping from the blast as visibility was practically non-existent, but Sakura grabbed hole of something warm, tall, and scaly.
"Lan... Is that you?"
"I can smell good!" He answered. She couldn't see, but she was sure the Guilmon had that dopey grin on his face. For once, Sakura found it reassuring.
"Then I know what we can do!" She explained. "Can you find Arissa in this smokescreen?"
"Yep! I just have to sniff for the dandelion farts!" He proclaimed. Sakura grasped the Guilmon's arm as he led her through the smoke, where they could hear a woman's coughing grow louder by proximity.
"Hello dandelion fart lady!" Lancel greeted. Sakura felt a rush of air coming from the Guilmon. Was he waving to her, despite the fact that no one could see him? Sakura focused for a second. She didn't have to worry about a larger opponent or getting grabbed if neither one could see each other. And when it came to relying on their senses, Sakura thought... she was confident that she was superior in that regard. Trusting her instincts and the senses of her partner, she suddenly kicked out low, feeling her leg strike something along the way. She heard Arissa let out yelp of pain as she heard her tumble to her knees.
"That is not being very kind... Papi!" Arissa screamed out. Some of the smoke had cleared out, and everything was partially visible again.
"Arissa!" Paps yelled out, swooping down to come to his partner's aid as quickly as possible, but he was suddenly piled on by a V-Mon, a Dorumon, a Hackmon, and an Agumon and brought to the ground.
"Sorry, but it's over for you," Sakura stated, her face remaining cold... or perhaps focused. Now that Arissa had been knocked down to her level, Sakura pulled out her key and in a swift motion swiped it into Arissa's collar and twisted it, unlocking the band around her neck.
"Arissa! NOOOOO!!!" Paps yelled out, helplessly reaching out desperately for his partner.
"Seriously, I don't understand why you're being so dramatic-gya!" Bedi-hakase pointed out. "It's not like we're killing her! You guys just lost a gya-ame! There's no need to get so worked up-gya!"
Paps coughed rather nervously, nodding and de-digivolving back to his Morphomon form.
"Oh... and I thought I had it all planned out, too!" Arissa complained, falling to the ground and lying down on her back. "I am thinking that I should have just run away when I initially failed!"
"Yeah... probably..." Sakura admitted, chuckling a little from the adrenaline and rush of the fight. Arissa wasn't such a bad person, even if she were a little more devious than she let on. Fighting someone for the sake of a competition rather than for her life. She had almost forgotten how it felt. Let alone the taste of victory.
"I was being serious on my offer from earlier, though!" Arissa confessed. Her form began to glow an vanish. "Especially now that I have seen that your are so skilled! So please come hang out with me later on, okay?"
"I'll think about it," Sakura answered with a smile, watching Arissa and Paps fade away. She let out a sigh as she looked around towards her partners, and how battered and beaten down some of them were. She looked over towards Artie, the smile still on her face. "You know, Artie, I'm beginning to think that you might be right about us standing a chance after a-" Suddenly there was a loud bang, then a flash of pain shot through her leg. She found herself unable to stand on it any longer and collapsed to the ground.
She her heard partners scream out after her, then a cackling voice shout out, "Kehehe... Suppressing Fire!!!" The sounds of a machine gun flooded her ear canals as she heard her partners scream out in agony.
"It's not suppressing fire if you're hitting your target, idiot!" A little girl's voice. She saw a pair of tiny feet in front of her face as Sakura lay on the ground, unable to move from the shock. "I told Sable not to hit you, but she claimed that she didn't hear me. So... sorry. We were following Arissa when she took the basket and were planning on ambushing her when she slept, but then she ran into you. Sucks to be you, I guess..." She saw a tiny hand pull out a key and felt the metal band around her neck grind as it was unlocked.
Well... At least Sakura didn't have to play the game anymore. WC: 11600/14000
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 30, 2020 0:14:48 GMT
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity! Nanami Text Color: ff80cc Cream Text Color: 6ec063 Mocha Text Color: 8b7a43 Mu-kun Text Color: 983dec
Airi Text Color: ffa055 Sable Text Color: 000000 Sarge Text Color: 2e6888 BLU-J Text Color: 0081c9 Chihaya Text Color: 008f11
"Welcome back, dear viewers! Last time, during the course of the night, Hunter Arissa encountered Hunter Sakura around a campfire. After making an offering of food and friendship, Hunter Arissa managed to befriend Hunter Sakura, only to turn on her and attempt to eliminate her from the contest! However, Hunter Sakura's superior tactics and numbers managed to get the better of her opponent, eliminating Hunter Arissa instead! But when things seemed hopeful for Hunter Sakura, Hunter Airi appeared and eliminated her in an instant! Now three Hunters have been eliminated. We're almost halfway there, but there are still more battles to be had! I hope I'm not the only one excited, folks!"
"Could anyone please shut that announcer up...?" Airi grumbled, squirming around in the large tree branch she managed to rest up in. She had barely gotten any sleep the night before, as she had been too busy stalking Arissa and then taking out Sakura. Plus she was just paranoid in general. Still, Sakura, Mordreid, and Arissa were eliminated, so that just left Nanami, Honoka, and... whoever that other little girl was. Honoka was most likely too straightforward to try anything funny, but Nanami was a wildcard to her. Which meant that she still couldn't let her guard down. Plus she was strong enough to take down Mordreid, which meant that she was at least evenly matched with Airi in a straight-up fight.
Airi's back ached from her awkward two hours of sleep as she slowly climbed down the tree and let out a yawn as she stretched out her arms.
"Did you sleep well?" She heard Sable ask from behind. Airi wasn't able to place the emotion in the Sistermon Noir's voice, only that concern was nowhere to be found in it.
"No, but I slept enough..." She answered coldly, looking around. "The others?" In an instant, a small, pudgy corgi ran from behind a tree and bit into Airi's ankle. "Fucking Chihaya!" She yelped out, kicking the dog away as the impact was enough to break the holosuit and reveal the Tankmon form beneath.
"Kehehe... good morning..." Chihaya muttered in a gleeful tone. Airi couldn't stand the bloodthirsty maniac, but she was essentially Sable's right-hand mon, so there wasn't much that could be done about it.
"We had her use her holosuited form since a Tankmon doesn't do so well in a stealthy environment," Sable explained. "The others are..." Sable pointed towards a Commandramon appearing from the brush, his gun in hand and clearly on high alert.
"I've secured the perimeter," Sarge stated, standing before Airi at-attention. "Nothing to report. BLU-J is scouting the skies as we speak."
"Good. Then if it's safe for now we'll wait for Jay to come back before we decide what we do next," Airi stated, looking over to Sable and Chihaya. Sarge would listen to any command Airi gave him, but it was a coinflip on what Sable would do when Airi gave an order. And Chihaya would only listen to Sable so there wasn't any hope in that regard.
"I see no reason to disagree, my dear mascot!" Sable stated, patronizingly placing her hand atop the little girl's head. "It sounds like a perfectly sound plan to me!"
"Whatever..." Airi muttered, pulling away from Sable in disgust. "And from now on no attacking or harming other humans, got it?"
"What was that? Whatever do you mean, dear child?" Sable feigned ignorance with a devious smile upon her lips.
"You shot the short girl earlier when I specifically told you to just graze her. No more of that. You're not allowed to shoot, graze, or hurt any other humans for the rest of this game, got it?"
"But of course, child!" Sable responded a little too quickly. "I will make sure that I don't cause any harm to any other humans, despite that it's most effective tactic to win this silly little game!"
"And since you agreed so quickly, I want you to know that your promise goes for Chihaya as well," Airi continued, holding up her hand to stop Sable's snide remarks. "I want you to make Chihaya promise to you to not harm any humans."
Sable was silent for a moment longer, her false smile wavering for a moment. "You're beginning to understand me a little too well, brat... Chihaya!"
"Fine!" The Tankmon relented. "I won't hurt any humans during this boring game! So you won't need to hear the sound of their screams of pain while my bullets sink into their soft, defenseless flesh as they struggle helplessly under my metallic frame as I shove the barrels down their throat and..." The Tankmon shook off her sadistic fantasy and turned back to Sable and Airi. "After all, that just sounds so incredibly... uncivilized..."
"Good," Airi noted, turning to Sarge. "Our only threats are a spirit-user and a girl with almost as many partners as us. So if we feel the need to take down the Spirit-user without a fight, then we'll leave it to you, Sarge. You're the most capable of getting in unnoticed and taking her down without a fight."
Sarge just nodded and let Airi continue. "And as for Nanami... well, she's just an idiot, so we can just set a trap and she'll likely fall into it almost immediately. So we really don't have much to worry about for that regard."
Airi heard a metallic screech from above as a small MailBirdramon flew in from above. Airi reached her arm out and the mechanical bird Digimon perched himself on it. Despite being metal, he was surprisingly light, but holding his weight with just her arm was still something Airi was getting used to. "Good morning, Jay. You find anything?" The small machine let out another squawk and turned around, displaying a small screen on its back. Airi looked over the footage that he recorded on his flight, and she could only look in stunned silence.
"Th-there's no way that...!" Airi gasped. By the time Airi and her group traveled to the area BLU-J had recorded, Airi had no choice but to repeat herself. "There's no way that..." She looked over to the clearing where a single picnic basket lay out in the open, a sign sticking out of it with the words
"FREE FOOD! (but plz only take 1!!!)"
"There's no way that anyone would fall for such an obvious trap!" She exclaimed in a whisper, hiding in the brushes outside the clearing. Sable and Sarge were beside her, while BLU-J took to the skies to observe. Chihaya had unfortunately had to hang back to avoid being spotted. Her tank treads were just too noisy.
"Indeed. Not even an idiot would fall for a trap like this..." Sable commented. "But I'm more curious to find out where she found the sign..."
"Yeah, which means that only an idiot could have set this trap..." Airi deduced, ignoring Sable's other comment. "Which means that our next target is Nanami..." She needed to think for a second. Nanami was incredibly stupid, but she had some reliable allies to compensate for the dead weight of her existence. There wasn't a chance that any of Nanami's comrades would have believed that anyone would fall for a trap like this, so... that meant that the most optimal way to get their surprise and reveal their location would be to trigger the trap!
"All right... Then I've got a plan. But we're gonna need a little help..." Airi was surprised that Chihaya would be so into it. But watching the holosuited Tankmon trot towards the basket in her corgi form was entertaining to say the least. Sable kept her eyes on their surroundings for movement while Airi kept an eye out for Chihaya. Just as Chihaya was about to get her slobbery jaws on the basket a little pink-haired girl ran out into the clearing, waving her arms from side to side in a panic.
"No! No! Bad doggy! Get away from the trap! That's not meant for y-EEEEEK!!!" She froze for a second as suddenly a rope trap tightened around her ankle and flung her up into the air.
"Lady Nanami!!!" A voice screamed out. A Falcomon covered in dirt rose from the ground right in front of the basket and began making a frantic dash towards the girl.
"I told you this damned plan wouldn't work, Stupid Nanami!" A Lopmon popped out of the basket, flinging the cloth used to obscure her towards the disguised Chihaya. "Shoo! Go away, damned dog!" Chihaya tilted her head in confusion, then began cackling wildly.
"Kekekekehe... Nah!" Suddenly she took on her Tankmon form and slammed her heavy metal body atop the Lopmon. "That's one down! Kyahehehe!"
"Damned... tank-dog!" Mocha groaned. "Ignore the idiot and help me out, damned bird!"
"Handle your enemy on your own, brown one!" Mu-kun responded, continuing her charge towards Nanami.
"Sable, now!" Airi called out. The little girl ducked down out of sight as Sable charged out from the brush, running towards the Falcomon and aiming both of her guns straight towards the feathered Digimon. Still, their target seemed too concerned with her partner's plight to take notice of Sable appearance. Sable began to fire off shots, but the stealthy bird managed to avoid them at the last instant. She whipped out a feathered dagger and tossed it straight towards the Sistermon Noir only for Sable to deflect the attack without effort.
"I sensed your killing intent from a mile away!" She yelled out towards Airi's partner while pulling out another kunai. "You cannot fool me! Lady Nanami's trap may not have been entirely ideal, but it has served its purpose in flushing you fools out!"
"Strange. I was thinking the exact same thing," Sable calmly, staring down the Falcomon while BLU-J dove down from the air to strike at Mu-kun from behind.
"Petite Twister!" A Terriermon appeared in the form of a beige and green tornado and struck the metallic bird Digimon before it could make contact. The Terriermon crashed into the ground on her knees while BLU-J had no choice but to take to the skies. "Sorry, but you're not nearly as stealthy in the air when you're looking out over a clearing," She stated, offering the first helpful piece of advice Airi had heard all morning.
"Cream! Mocha! Mu-kun!" Nanami yelled out. "Being upside down's making me all woozy! I could use some help here!"
"Then use your Digivice, stupid!" Mocha shot back, groaning while trying to push the heavy Digimon off of her.
"Oh, yeah! I keep forgetting that!" She held up her Digivice and let its light overtake her bunny buddies. Soon, Cream and Mocha changed forms and Digivolved into their Champion stage forms. As a Lekismon, Mocha was easily able to throw off the Tankmon atop of her, while Cream the D'arcmon stood in between Sable and the Falcomon.
"Mukuroyukihime. Please go to Nanami's side. If I recall correctly, there was one more Digimon with Airi's group that remains unaccounted for, not to mention the human herself."
"Oh? I'm surprised that there's someone in this group that's not an absolute moron!" Sable mocked as she grinned towards the D'arcmon and Falcomon.
"You dare to insult me and Lady Nanami-!" Mu-kun was about to lay into the Sistermon, but Cream simply held her arm out.
"She's taunting you. The longer you focus on her the less you focus on her unseen allies. Now go!"
"Understood, Lady Cream!" The Falcomon took off while Cream charged forward, sword in hand.
"They don't stand a chance like this, so..." Airi didn't want to reveal herself so quickly, but she didn't have much of a choice in the matter. The Falcomon could interrupt Sarge's execution, so she needed to make Sable and Chihaya a little more of a threat.
"Sable! Chihaya! Xros up! X2 Form!" Airi shouted out, hoping to be as distracting as possible. With all three of Nanami's Digimon partners accounted for, she didn't have to worry about any sneak attacks from them, so she supposed it was okay to reveal her location.
The Sistermon and Tankmon suddenly merged forms. Sable was covered in armor reminiscent of Chihaya's, with her hood ornament replaced by a heavy tank cannon. "Tank-Sistermon Noir!" Her hands had been replaced by Chihaya's machine-gun hands as they freely opened fire upon Cream and Mocha. The pair had to jump back to avoid her fire, but they couldn't move carelessly.
"Sable! Keep those two occupied!" Airi ordered, then pointing towards BLU-J. "Jay! Intercept the Falcomon before she can get to her partner!" BLU-J turned around and dove down upon the Falcomon once more. But now that her presence was known to her, Mu-kun had no difficulty dodging the aerial assault. Even so, she was slowed down that much more. And then Sarge suddenly appeared underneath the ensnared Nanami.
"Dammit! Being outnumbered sucks!" Mocha cursed as she turned back once Sable ceased firing.
"Should we try to run?" Cream asked. "Nanami's trap was a bust, as expected. There's no reason why we should stick around."
"Yeah... but they're not gonna make it easy for us!" Mocha answered.
"Indeed we won't," Sable added helpfully. "In fact, you'll only be leaving when we put that key inside the collar of that little idiot of yours!" Mocha took a step back, but Sable raised her bullet-spouting hands once more. "You try and move, and I won't hesitate to blast you into paste!"
"Dammit... Don't you dare screw up, damned bird!" Mocha yelled out as she kept her eyes focused on Sable.
"You underestimate me!" Mu-kun yelled back, suddenly dashing towards Sarge and Nanami. The Falcomon suddenly flung a feathered kunai towards the tree that served as Nanami's captor, and a branch went falling from it down near Sarge. The Commandramon didn't flinch in the slightest, and BLU-J went in for another attack. But once the MailBirdramon went in, he was in for a surprise as he suddenly collided with a falling tree branch.
"Ninja Substitution Technique!!!" Mu-kun yelled out, suddenly right next to Sarge. She planted her talon straight into the surprised Commandramon's chest and knocked him away. In an instant she swept a feathered dagger through the rope entangling Nanami and the pink-haired girl fell, only to be cradled by the Falcomon's feathery arms.
"Mu-kun... that was so cool!" Nanami cried out, hugging the Falcomon in delight.
"Yes..." She replied in an exhausted tone. Doing so much in so little time was nothing short of exhausting for her. "I will perform any task, no matter the difficulty, if it means rescuing you, Lady Nanami!"
"You're the best, Mu-kun!" Nanami added, hugging even tighter than before. "And your feathers are all warm and poofy... we should hug more often!"
"N-n-no!" Mu-kun stammered out. "I'm not worthy to... I could never do such indecent things with you, Lady Nanami!"
"Hey, stop showing off, already!" Mocha yelled back, turning over to the bird and girl. "We're in the middle of a fight, you d-" Her voice was cut off by the sound of a cannon going off. Sable skid back a couple meters from the force of the blow as the spot where Mocha was standing got blasted into oblivion, the Lekismon soaring through the air and crashing before crashing into the ground, motionless.
"Why yes. Yes we are," Sable answered with a devilish smile.
WC: 14200/14000
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Post by Honoka Nijimura on Sept 30, 2020 1:43:27 GMT
Just posting character text colors for the sake of my own sanity! Nanami Text Color: ff80cc Cream Text Color: 6ec063 Mocha Text Color: 8b7a43 Mu-kun Text Color: 983dec
Honoka Text Color: ff309b Lili Text Color: ddba00 Lulu Text Color: be6bff Lala Text Color: 00e2be
Airi Text Color: ffa055 Sable Text Color: 000000 Sarge Text Color: 2e6888 BLU-J Text Color: 0081c9 Chihaya Text Color: 008f11
Kirara Text Color: 19c5e6 Patsalot Text Color: d68100 "Mocha!" Cream charged forward, blade at the ready. She swiped at the armored sister but her sword had little effect on the heavily-armored foe. She was faster, but that was about it.
"As impressive as your bird-brained comrade was, the fact that she has to fend off two other Digimon while protecting that little idiot of yours remains," Sable explained surprisingly patiently, easily able to defend herself from the D'arcmon's onslaught. "If you attempt to aid them I'll shoot you down like I did your comrade. And something tells me you lack the strength to defeat me in a reasonable amount of time, as well. So I imagine that it's my win, little angel!"
Airi noticed that Sable wasn't even bothering to counterattack Cream at all. She was fully intent on letting her fight in vain while Sarge and BLU-J took down the Falcomon and captured Nanami. It really looked like it was going to be Airi's victory.
"Man... you really like to hear yourself talk..." A pained voice yelled out. A beaten-down Lekismon suddenly stood in front of Sable, her hand outstretched to her face. "Moon Night Flash!!!" A bright light erupted from her palm and right into the Sistermon's eyes. Sable let out a shriek as she instinctively pulled back from Mocha's trick. "Cream!"
"On it!" The two split off, Cream flying towards Nanami and Mu-kun while Mocha charged directly towards... Airi herself. The little girl couldn't even hope to outrun the speedy Champion bunny as the Lekismon grabbed ahold of the little girl and scooped her up.
"Let me go, you fucking dirty rabbit!" Airi shrieked, struggling as much as she could.
"Oh, like I'm gonna do that, idiot!" Mocha shot back, tightening her grip. "You went after my little idiot human, so that makes you fair game as far as I'm concerned!"
"Damn you..." Sable muttered, her vision apparently coming back to her. She began chasing after Cream, but found her body too slow to catch up. She wasn't able to get to her comrades in time as Cream managed to easily disable Sarge and BLU-J and secure Nanami and Mu-kun with a single sword swipe to the wing and a boot to the face.
"I gotta..." Airi grasped her Xros Loader. If she could Xros up Sarge and BLU-J then they might have a fighting chance.
"Wow, you really think that everyone around you is stupid, don't you?" Mocha stated, casually batting Airi's Digivice out of her hand. "Sorry, but you're just gonna have to take this loss!"
"Whatever, you're not gonna hurt me, anyway, so what do I care if you're holding me or not?" Airi stated, ending her struggling and simply staring at the Lekismon with a stern glare. "Sable on the other hand..."
Sable finally caught up to Cream, Mu-kun, and Nanami, but Cream was ready. "I'll hold her off! Get Nanami to Airi and take her out with her key!" She charged forward to intercept the Tank-Sistermon Noir, but Airi's partner had a trick up her sleeve. Grinning, her armored form separated from her body, taking the form of a Tankmon that tackled the charging D'arcmon to the ground.
"Kyahaha! I caught a pretty little angel woman!" Chihaya yelled out in glee. There wasn't any way that she would be able to hold Cream down for long, but it was all the time Sable needed. Faster than when she was combined with the heavy Tankmon, she dashed in and knocked the Falcomon off her feet, causing her to let go of the pink-haired girl in her feathered arms.
"Lady Nanami!" Mu-kun yelled out as she tried to regain her balance. Once she did so she moved forward... only to find Nanami in Sable's grasp.
"Sorry, Mu-kun..." Nanami muttered with a sad face. "I got captured by a nun instead of a tree..."
"Nanami!" Cream yelled out, kicking the Tankmon away and taking flight once again.
"Not another step!" Sable ordered, holding the barrel of one of her cross-shaped guns at Nanami's throat. "Or else we're going to see how durable these collars are!" Cream froze, her hands trembling in anger.
"So what?" Mocha yelled back from a distance. "We've got a hold of your brat, too! So all this does is make us even!" A dagger of ice suddenly appeared in Mocha's hand as the Lekismon held it to Airi's throat. "Normally I wouldn't waste a human in cold blood, but when you're threatening my human, it tends to heat that blood up a little more than I'd like!"
"But I thought that Digimon don't blee-"
"Not the point, stupid!" Mocha cut off her idiot partner. "So what's it gonna be, ya batshit crazy psychopath? Ya gonna see some reason and trade stupid little humans?"
"Like that's ever gonna work..." Airi muttered, simply hanging limply from Mocha's clutches. And to no surprise of Airi's, Sable simply began to laugh.
"Oh, you foolish rabbit!" Sable began in between laughs. Once she finished partaking of her amusement she continued. "You're making two fatal mistakes here! The first of which is that you think I care in the slightest to what happens to that little dead weight you're holding in your arms! But your dead weight on the other hand..." She pressed the barrel of her gun further into Nanami's throat, causing the pink-haired girl to wince in pain. "Something tells me you care for her a great deal more for your human than I do mine!"
Mocha didn't have anything to say at that point, but Airi felt the Lekismon's claws dig a little deeper into her as they began to tremble with a mix of fear and anger. But after taking a deep breath she managed to calm down some.
"Sorry, but if you were going to win by wasting Stupid Nanami, then I'm guessing you would have sniped her the instant she appeared!" Mocha replied with renewed confidence. "So no matter how you feel about the situation, the fact remains that we're still stuck in the same position!"
"But are we, really?" Sable asked. Holding a key in her hand. "Because the second fatal mistake is assuming that my little mascot over there was the leader of our little group. I wouldn't dare trust her with the weapon that can defeat my enemies, would I?" Sable pressed the key into Nanami's collar, and when her collar sprung off the pink-haired girl's neck and onto the ground, the battle was won.
"Well... shit..." Mocha muttered, letting Airi go and letting out a sigh. Whether it was a sigh of frustration at her loss, or a sigh of relief that the Lekismon's stupid human was unharmed Airi wasn't quite able to tell.
"Oh man... and I thought we were definitely gonna win because of that trap!" Nanami complained as her body began to glow, her smile as bright as her body was. "But I got to see a bunch of cool stuff! Like how Mu-kun was so cool! And how Cream came to save me! Or how Mocha got shot by a tank!"
"Hey, why do I sound like the only uncool one!?" Mocha complained, reverting to her Lopmon form and taking Nanami's side. Cream did the same, and together the group just stood there grinning.
"Well, this was all kind of confusing and weird, but I had a really good time!" Nanami stated, waving to Airi, Sable, and the others.
"Maybe we would have done better if someone could pull their own weight!" Mocha said, slapping the Falcomon's thigh with her ear.
"I was more than adequate throughout this entire exercise, foolish Lopmon!" Mu-kun shot back.
Cream just sighed at their arguing and turned to Airi. "Welp... GGs."
"EZ," Sable replied nonchalantly. Cream smiled and shook her head as the four waved their goodbyes.
"That was was more than a pain in the ass..." Airi stated, expecting the announcer's annoying voice at any minute now.
"And after a fierce battle, Hunter Nanami has been eliminated by the tactical superiority of Hunter Airi! Now there are only three remaining... what's this!?"
"What's what?" Airi asked, looking around.
"It seems like the action isn't over yet folks!"
"What do you mean? Wait, does that mean...?" Airi looked around for her, but only saw her when it was too late. A rainbow arcing across the sky suddenly dove down at incredible speeds and carried Airi off deep into the woods, far and away from her partners.
"The fuck...? This is beyond dirty for a goody-two-shoes like you!" Airi shouted to the Kazemon carrying her.
"I don't care about any of that," Honoka replied, skidding to a stop lest she fly at high speeds in a dense forest. She pushed the little girl the ground and reverted back to her human form, pinning the little girl down on her back. "Everyone's had their fun with this stupid little fight by now, and now I'm ending it," Airi slapped at Honoka while she was in her human form, but the girl had six years of growth on her. Airi was easily overpowered. Honoka reached into her pocket, then felt around a little longer, searching for something that wasn't there.
"Sorry, but maybe you shouldn't underestimate a pickpocket!" Airi cried out, tossing Honoka's key off to the side. If Honoka got up to retrieve it, then Airi could take the opportunity to take off running. And Sable had Airi's key, so it wasn't like Honoka could just lift it off of her person, either. At the very least it gave her a fighting chance.
But then Honoka pulled out another key. And then a blue-haired girl who Airi couldn't remember came from the brush alongside a Patamon. "Sorry, but Kirara had to give Honoka give Kirara's key to her as an agreement for our alliance!" She explained. Welp, at least Airi knew her name was Kirara. That other information sucked, though. "She said she couldn't trust Kirara if they were going to go to sleep unless she had both keys!"
"Well... fuck," Was all Airi could say as Honoka unlocked her collar. Still, she couldn't help but give the girl a mocking grin. "But for someone who hates this stupid fight so much, you sure did a damned good job at winning it, hypocrite!"
Honoka remained silent for a moment, then nodded. "You're right. I guess that would make me a hypocrite. If I won." Then she used the key on her own collar. She gave Airi a meaningful smile "There. Looks like this stupid little fight is over now!"
"Oh..." Wide-eyed, Airi looked over to Honoka, then to the collar that dropped to the ground, then over towards Kirara, who covered her mouth in utter shock and awe.
"Wait... but that means that I... that Kirara is the victor!?" She gasped in disbelief.
"Yep! Congratulations, Kirara!" Honoka stated.
"Oh this is some next level bullshi-" Airi vanished before she could finish her sentence.
"Then this means that Kirara really won!?" Kirara had to repeat for the fourteenth time.
"That's right again!" Honoka repeated for the same amount. Her patience had run thin, yet thankfully, she vanished before she could say it a fifteenth time.
"This is... Well..." The figure in the sky appeared once more, looking down on Kirara and Sir Patsalot. "Umm... I didn't really expect this, but congratulations, I guess..."
"Yay! Kirara really did win!" Kirara literally jumped in joyous glee. "But wait... what exactly did Kirara win?"
"And there's no way that the viewers would accept an outcome like this, so..."
"Excuse me! Mr. Big Voice Man! Kirara won the contest, so what does Kirara get as a prize?"
"Oh, right... Umm... well... this is all a dream, so in actuality, you don't win anything! Sorry! Just pretend this never happened, okay?" "It is!? Oh, but that doesn't seem right! Shouldn't Kirara have dreamed about the parts that Kirara wasn't there for, then?"
"No. Goodbye!" And in an instant, Kirara and Sir Patsalot were whisked away back to their world, where she definitely dreamed it all up and wasn't some failed game show in the slightest! WC: 16200/14000
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Spire
Better Mod
An In-Spire-ation to Us All
Posts: 17
OOC Name: Spiraga™
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Post by Spire on Oct 4, 2020 17:39:16 GMT
Okay then.
Honoka gets 20,000 bits Nanami gets 50 posts and 10,000 bits Sakura gets 20,000 bits Airi gets 30 posts and 10,000 bits Arissa gets 30 posts and 10,000 bits Mordreid gets 30 posts and 10,000 bits Kirara gets 20,000 bits
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