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A New ✩ Is Born!? - Neon ✩'s Magical Debut!!! [Hunt/Ask]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2021 23:38:38 GMT
"It would seem that none of you are capable of acknowledging the objective veracity that my assertations provide," Akashi stated in response to all the totally-uncalled-for insults and comments made towards him. He didn't seem particularly fazed by the little one's transformation into a little Digimon, either. He simply cleared his throat and turned to leave. "I tire of accompanying such mediocrity, so I shall depart now." "Hey Akashi, we should stick around and help everyone find their way!" Neon ✩ called out after the fleeing DoGatchmon. "Do as you please, woman, but ensure that it doesn't involve me," He answered. "I have already made my statement regarding accompanying mediocrity." Neon didn't seem to understand half of what he said, but she looked irritated regardless. It was Akashi, after all. It was probably an insult. "Well... I hope you have a pleasant day, then!" She retorted and stuck her tongue out at him while his back was turned. Heh. Got 'em. She turned towards the kids and with a warm smile as if nothing ever happened. "Anyways, I'd love to help everyone, if anyone needs it! There's no reason to let someone mean bother us, right! So let's all... Look out!" She just seemed to notice the large crack. By now, it had began to expand, and finally it burst open! Neon grabbed a hold of Miyako, pushing her away as a massive pile of sludge burst out and swallowed her whole, along with the ground she stood on. With a large mouth at the very end. An overwhelmingly noxious odor blanketed the area as this giant sludge monster fully made its way out of the crack in the air, it's very breath exuding some kind of toxic gas. The Rareraremon was covered in eyes and mouths of various shapes and sizes, examining each one of the children and Digimon surrounding it. And then every single eye focused in on the fleeing DoGatchmon. Who had apparently noticed this event, for his casual strut turned into a light jog.
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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Aug 19, 2021 1:00:32 GMT
Most people Miyako's age don't know what veracity meant. Miyako, however, was not most people her age, she was, in fact, a truly despicable thing that was originally meant only to dwell in the confines of her own home reading stuff. She was, in fact. A nerd. "The person who has to rely upon big words is fucking boring." She called out after Akashi. Mantis let out a laugh as she did, he genuinely did not expect -that- from Miya! As Akashi seemingly left, she turned to get clear of...that at the now big hulking dinosaur Junko's behest. This was interrupted by Neon pushing her away as the crack burst open, the ensuing pile of sludge devouring Neon. Much to Miyako's horror, Mantis' surprise, and Robin's sadness. "That is. A creature I am entirely unfamiliar with. I cannot believe H.P Lovecraft had a heated gamer moment that made it onto the internet." Horror giving way to a barely contained fury was good. Miyako's digivice started to glow from the ardor of that, before Mantis would decide to tip his hand, the Kotemon pointing his shinai at the personification of a nonspecific MOBA and a youtube comment's bastard child. A quick flash of light was emitted. The sounds of metal scraping against metal were heard as a much taller entity stood in the place of Mantis--a Yaksamon. A weird recolored one, too. He looked to Junko. "Do what you want. I will slap it if I must." That was not a request. What the hell? What the hell was he even saying? "What?" Robin was not only confused but he was also unsure what to do--he was just a Patamon, but Miyako was very quickly backing away from the big collective of toxicity. She was mad that it basically just spawned right on top of her new friend but...she couldn't do much. How frustrating.
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Post by Juni on Aug 24, 2021 6:28:55 GMT
By now, it was fairly obvious that the Topo Gigio would probably get offended if compared to this mongoose. This rat-thing was definitely something else; something that Juni didn’t want to deal with ever again, if possible! That type of personality and the girl’s mixed about as well as water and oil.
“Good.” Juni said after the DoGatchmon’s initial words. “Make sure t’door doesn’t hit ya on yer way out.” The rodent and the airheaded girl with the weird name to do the rest of the talking, even though it seemed pretty unlikely that any current mindset or opinions could be swayed in the slightest.
But it wasn’t like she cared about any of that. The diminutive digimon quickly became aware of the impending threat that lurked just ahead of them and that had threatened to do very disgusting things to Miyako. It was fortunate and unfortunate that she had been saved in the nick of time, even if Neon had sacrificed herself in order to do so.
That, however, meant that there was only one course of action to follow in the face of these events. The MameTyramon nodded at the newly evolved Yaksamon; might as well have been the first time she wholeheartedly agreed with anyone since the beginning of this gathering. “Ya got it, dude. Let’s kick this sweaty nerd’s ass!”
Before pouncing on the Rareraremon, however, she gave a look to the obviously indecisive and rotund bean. “Back off ’n keep t’midget safe.” At least that was an improvement over brat, right? One could ever say that she might even care for her a bit!
With that out of the way, the dinosaur leaped straight into her enemy and brutally attacked it with its claws. Poor Juni didn’t know much about digimon levels and how she was probably outmatched by an ultimate level, but dubious teamwork and some luck would fix that, right? The fact that their enemy was looking on the general direction of a coward instead of the digimons willing to fight it certainly helped, though.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2021 22:07:16 GMT
"̸̝̘͋́Ä̷̮̐ç̶͔̎͝q̶͙͛̾u̴͖̱͝i̵̟̎̽r̶͉̗̈́i̵̻̠̎͛n̵̗̈́̓g̸͕̽ ̵̫́t̷̢͙̋̉a̵̫̦̿ŕ̸̨̀g̶̡͂e̷̳͙͘t̶̲̆.̶̞̝̓̈.̴̦͂.̴̺̯̋͝"̶͓̩̅ The bizarre sludge monster announced, each mouth letting out a different voice creating an eerie, robotic cacophony. It continued glaring over at the fleeing Akashi until it stated, "̸̧̟̋A̴̝͙͠ń̸̢̬͝o̴̟̺͆̚m̸̭̖̕â̴̲̱͘l̶̮̀y̷̺̾ ̸̛̭̞͆d̶͖̲͋e̵̳̐t̴̢̕e̷͎͑c̵̟͗t̶̤̪̓ę̵̳̆͑ḍ̸̀.̵̺͂͜ ̸͓̔̕À̶̼̝n̴̟̓o̶̻͒̇m̴̖̾͜ả̶̰l̸͖͘y̸͕̑̒ ̶̖̔d̶̥̈́e̷̮̫͐t̴̪̠͊̒e̶̲͕͠ċ̸̹͕̇t̶̳͋͒e̷̱͛͜d̵͙͍́̾.̴̻̿ ̵̙͛B̸̃͜ę̵͓͑͗g̴̡̦͠i̴̙̲̎͌ṇ̴̊́ṋ̵̪́i̷̗̽̈́n̸̯͝g̷̖͚̚ ̵͔͂p̵̯̏u̸̜͈͑ŗ̵̮̑̎s̷̰̘̔̀u̶̠̓i̴͔̊̇t̷̻̓̅.̷͚͖͐̇"̵̨̆ And then the massive sludge monster began to slowly slither its way towards the DoGatchmon. It wasn't focusing on anyone else, but neither did it try to avoid them. If there was anyone standing in its way, it wasn't going to stop.
And yet, there were two incredibly noticeable things about this strange Digimon's presence. At the edges of the cracks where Rareraremon appeared from, there were what looked like a hundred strands of data tethered to the creature, as if it were still bound by whatever was left on the other side. Whether these strands were restraining or supporting the creature was yet to be determined, but it was clear that severing these data strings would affect this creature in some way.
Secondly, alongside its horrific stench, this creature's body gave off some sort of corroding presence. Where this creature moved from, the textures of the surface it slithered from were completely erased, exposing some kind of shimmering, static-like wireframe underneath.
Thankfully, the MameTyramon assaulting the Rareraremon would fare better than the surface upon which it crawled. The claws barely nicked the Rareraremon's viscous surface, but it still showed visible signs of damage, though the Rareraremon didn't seem to acknowledge any form of pain whatsoever. However, as Junko would find out, there was a strange sizzling sound and burning sensation from where her claws made contact with the creature. To a Digimon of Rareraremon's level, it would likely be painless, but to a lower-level Digimon, it seemed that recklessly attacking and relying on a battle of attrition might not work out in her favor.
And all the while, Akashi continue to lightly jog away from the impending chaos while the Rareraremon was intent on giving chase, likely causing a good deal of destruction upon its path.
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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Sept 12, 2021 14:32:16 GMT
What a fucking asshole, speaking with a disjointed, near-robotic tone of voice was Mantis' job! "Mantis?""Yes?" "Rip it's ass open." Miyako stated in no uncertain terms as she went to stand near Robin, who was proceeding near some cover. Hm. This was something he was likely unable to really contribute to in any meaningful way outside of acting as a guard for a squishy albino... Meanwhile, with Mantis, he opted to hang back for a little bit and take a few notes on the situation. Tethers on the Youtube Comment, those might do something. It's entire being appeared to be acidic to it's environment and to whatever touched it. Regardless, it's advance needed to be halted. Two taps were heard as Mantis' bokken hit the floor briefly, before flames ignited and spread across the vaguely wooden implements. Good. He still had this technique. Let's see if this can do more than cripple Lucemon egos for life. The Yaksamon leapt for the RareRaremon, aiming to deal a simple strike with the twin bokken! If this were successful, chains would appear around the creature to hopefully immobilize it for a little bit. In the meantime, Miyako had been watching from her nondescript cover for a bit... "...So what...even is that?" "Oh. A RareRaremon. Did you know giant piles of sludge digivolve sometimes? I'm kinda sad it ate the nice lady though..."
"Simp." "What?"
Relevant Passives: The Cry of the World's Heart [RAM Upgrade Giga - Passive]: ...It is a difficult feeling to describe, but Mantis bears a constant reminder of his past, and everything that has to do with the now. His time as a puppet and all he did as one. This passive is a codifier of two simple words. Never again. The cry of the Digital World all but affirms that.
Praying Mantis is completely immune to moves that inflict mind control, taunts, and pacification. Anything that is an attempt to influence his mental state in any way just DOES NOT work outside of dealing damage.
Macroaggression [Passive]: Mantis’ wanton aggression towards literally anything that draws his ire grows even further in this form. For this reason, his abilities are all amplified in power by 30%. This may be the same number as his rookie form, but? You have to consider it’s 30% for a champion.
Horrible news for anything that’s below one. Even armors.
Absolutely Motivated [RAM Upgrade - Passive]: Passive resistances mean nothing to Yaksamon. You’re going to take the blunt force trauma, and you’re going to like it.
Sick Of You [Passive]: All of Yaksamon’s basic attacks deal the same damage as a 0 post cooldown attack.
Miya and Robin go take some cover while Mantis decides to try and do his best trick from his old days on a much different place. Deathbound: Yaksamon’s bokken light up with black flames before he takes a savage leap to close any and all distance between himself and an opponent, attempting to strike them for severe damage. This attack causes black chains to appear around a foe to snare them in place, preventing movement for a turn afterwards. Three post cooldown. The intent here is to try holding down RareRaremon so the coward furry can gain distance and also probably let us slap the lil tethers. Cooldowns: Deathbound: 0/3
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Post by Juni on Sept 13, 2021 6:52:35 GMT
Maybe a frontal assault hadn’t been the smartest decision, given how the Rare Raremon was notably stronger than any of its adversaries. Of course, Juni was understandably not knowledgeable nor sharp enough to know about concepts such as digimon level difference, or at trying to refrain from biting more than what she could chew. Luckily, at least it wasn’t literally in this case.
The Mame Tyramon knew that her attack had dealt damage, but she certainly expected for her strike to have bit more… oomph, to say it in some way. Being perceived as a nuisance to the point where she was being ignored was aggravating for the small dinosaur, that much was for certain.
And that wasn’t to mention the fact that their foe wasn’t exactly a pleasant creature to strike. The acidic goo that formed the Raremon’s body seeped into Juni’s claws and made it quite obvious that insisting would end up being quite painful. Now, the girl wasn’t precisely a bright strategist nor anything of the sort, but she knew better than to be stubborn when it wasn’t clear that she’d probably end up injuring herself more than what she could affect the digimon. Especially, if for some reason, the digimon was just taking it easy for the time being and ending up like the nearby terrain was any possibility
Instead, Juni decided to focus her attention on the strange tethers that connected the massive pile of goo to… whatever. It didn’t seem like they were hindering it, since it was capable of movement, and while there were many reasons of why that could be the case, thinking about it was probably a pretty big waste of time. Thus, the dinosaur changed her focus and decided to tear apart the strands of data that were connected to the Raremon. Good idea? Bad idea? At least they’d find out soon enough.
It was probably their best bet at saving the hapless girl that had been sucked into that monstrosity. She couldn’t imagine anyone having a good time inside that… thing, in all honesty.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2021 11:30:17 GMT
Welp... RareRaremon was a toughie. Mantis bokken bashes sunk into his gooey body, but some more corrosive gas blew at him, definitely enough to pause the poor guy to choke down some acidic vapors. Painful, dontcha know. But the chains did form around him, though they didn't completely bind him down like they would a mere Champion level. They did slow him down a bit though, as the Digimon's already slow pace was reduced even further.
And then Junko began to slice through the tethers attached to Rareraremon. And unlike attacking his body, there was no corrosive response. The tethers simply snapped away, pouring out lines of raw data that dissipated into nothingness. And the spots where they were attached too began to destabilize. They seemed to be responsible for keeping this Digimon's massive form in this area.
However... the Rareraremon's slow crawl came to a stop. Then it unleashed a massive cloud of noxious gas that would make even the hardiest of Ultimate Digimon sick to their stomach. So sick, in fact, that even if everyone affected held down their lunch, they still wouldn't be able to attack their next post!
"̵̝̔A̸͍͑t̶͍̊t̴̺̀ë̸̬ň̶͖t̸̪́i̴͔̔ò̷̰n̴̢̎ ̶͉̎n̶̛̟a̶͙͝ẗ̸̻́i̶̛͚v̵͓̈́e̷̼̎s̴̠͠.̴̜̿ ̶̞̓M̸͚̂y̷̩͛ ̵̻͆p̷̲̽r̷̹̅i̷͍̓m̷͕̕a̷͓͗r̶̻̆y̵̹͛ ̵͎͛o̴̩͑b̵̠͆ǰ̴̬ȇ̷͚c̴̡͌ṫ̸̟i̵͙̚v̴̬̕ë̸͔́ ̷͍̎i̸̫͝s̵̘̈́ ̸͕̕t̴̖͠o̷̫̓ ̸͉̏c̴͉̀ȯ̷̱n̸̥͘s̴̗̾u̸͋ͅm̷̯̉e̴͚̽ ̵͖͗a̷̧͑n̵͎͋d̴̳̄ ̵͇͒e̵̘͊l̶̬̈́ĩ̵̝m̴̟̓ị̶͒n̷̢͘â̷̞t̶̼̋ẹ̵͘ ̶̭͘ạ̵̃l̶̪͒l̶͇̄ ̸̙̈́f̶̩͐o̵̙̊r̸͖͆ȇ̴̩ḯ̷͚g̷̖͘n̶̜͛ ̵̨̈p̸̩͆r̸͔͛e̶̥̔s̶̗̔e̵̘͛n̶̰̅c̶͙̉e̴̱̐s̶̛̞.̵̥̃ ̸̯̊C̵͍̄e̶̬̿ä̸̬́s̶͈̅ẹ̴͘ ̴̺̐y̸͚͆ȯ̵͜ǘ̴͈r̶͚͊ ̸̳̃h̵̟̐o̸͉͒s̷̱͘t̸͈̄i̶͎͌l̴̪̚ị̸͌t̷̫̀ǐ̴̘é̵͉s̴̰͝ ̵̳̄o̵̰͒ȑ̸͇ ̴̨̄I̴̩̎ ̶̺́w̴̳͘ị̷̇l̵̙̇l̷̠̆ ̴̤͝b̸̯̂e̴͉͗ ̵̒ͅf̵̩̄ȯ̷̥r̵̘͊ç̷̀e̴̯͆ḓ̸̀ ̶̻̈́t̸̬̾o̴̠͊ ̴̡̄i̵͉̓ň̷̖i̸̮̓ṭ̶̌i̴̗̍a̷̭͝ẗ̷͔́ẽ̸̡ ̵͓̀a̶͓͗g̵̱̈ğ̴͙r̷̼̀ě̶̫s̷̠̈́s̶͎̕ȉ̵͉v̸̬̕e̵̪͐ ̴̹̇p̴̗̕r̸̠͐o̵̹̚t̴̟̊ȍ̵̦c̷̠̎o̵̯͛l̴̦̋s̶͖͘.̶̨́"̴̢̌ ̴̻̊
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