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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Aug 30, 2021 8:01:48 GMT
The sea up north was a refreshing glimmering blue, at least compared to the glistening white everywhere else. And there was a certain, almost desolate tranquility in the air at Polas's campsite. A Monochromon and Tuskmon patrolled the areas, while a SnowAgumon, Armadillomon, and Gotsumon looked like they were in the middle of preparing some large meal, what looked to be some form of stew in a comically large cauldron.
Things seemed peaceful here, save for the rabbit hopping around and screaming at the top of her lungs every time she threw a punch.
"Take this, you hairy-ass sunofabitch!" The Lekismon leaped forward and slammed the hardest punch she could possibly throw towards her shaggy, white-furred opponent. Her blow landed successfully on the base of his jaw, but as much as it made the fur around the impact site ruffle, the Blizzarmon himself didn't budge an millimeter.
"That was a better punch!" The Blizzarmon boomed. He grabbed onto the tiny rabbit Digimon, the promptly piledrove her and created a Lekismon-shaped crater in the snow. "You're improved your technique, but you still lack spirit!"
"That, and a whole evolutionary stage..." A Terriermon muttered under her breath. Then she called out to her sister's new residence. "Mocha, are you okay?"
A long, pained groan came out as a result. "...Yeah..." Instead of a Lekismon, however, a Lopmon crawled out of the whole and slowly moved over back towards her comrades.
"I see," Cream answered, her tone lacking any sense of disappointment or relief. Mocha gave her sister a quizzical glance before turning back around to face the Blizzarmon who had trounced her with little effort.
"You can be damned sure that I'm gonna beat your ass tomorrow, damned yeti!" She declared with an intense glare.
"Ha! I'll be waiting!" The Blizzarmon replied with a cocky smile, chuckling as he went off on his own way, presumably to do something manly, like throw a polar bear into the sun or whatever.
"And I will be glad to witness this!" A Falcomon cheerily piped up with a smug expression. "Though I suspect that it will likely be a repeat of today, yesterday, and the days and weeks before that as well! Watching the brown one get thrown around so easily has been the most enjoyment I have found in quite possibly my entire life!"
"Mu-kun!" A pink-haired girl chided the birb besides her. But the Lopmon didn't seem angered by the Falcomon's comment.
"At least I'm willing to pick a fight, unlike a certain useless rookie bird that I know!" The replied with a cryptic tone much like her sister. Almost immediately feather-shaped dagger went flying at her, but she managed to duck out of the way.
"D-do not call me useless!" Mu-kun replied, almost hysterical.
"Mukuroyukihime!" Cream raised her voice, enough to snap the Falcomon out of it.
She took a deep breath before stating, "Forgive my impudence, Lady Cream, but it is still her fault that we've been stuck here in the North for so long! There are only so many places for Lady Nanami to explore in such a desolate area!"
"Shut it! I'm not leaving this place until I've finally beaten the crap out of that damned yeti!" Mocha answered, with an uncharacteristic intensity. "There's still tons of Digimon out there just as strong as he is, so I'm not leaving until I can at least slam his ass down into the snow for a change!"
"Then you should be grateful that Lady Nanami is willing to put up with your stubbornness!"
"I don't mind!" Nanami piped up, oddly cheery despite the tensions rising. "It's good if Mocha and Cream get stronger, right? We're partners, after all!"
"And there are still plenty of Digimon as strong as Polas out there," Cream added. "And we might not always be able to run away."
"Yep! And Polas, and Shiroku, and everyone has been willing to look after us and even help train!" Nanami added, making sure to add to the exposition. She held up a hand covered in a bandage. "Polas even taught me how to throw a punch! But he's really, really tough..."
"And neither Mocha or I have ever got the chance to learn how to fight before, so having someone as battle-hardened as the Ex-Captain has been pretty helpful. It's fortunate he didn't have any hard feelings after trying to rob us."
"N-no, I believe that we should be the ones to have hard feelings..."
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Post by Omen, Chaddest of Chads on Sept 14, 2021 22:21:07 GMT
...Omen had had a rather harrowing yesterday. Yet she was alive, despite everything. And so was Nanami, if that D-Terminal message was anything to go by. It was something that had brought relief beyond words even as she was sitting at her bed in Luminas. In due time there would be a reply, as well as an attached selfie of Omen and Mae--as well as a third figure. A pink Renamon!
Hey. I'm really sorry I couldn't reply for a while--I was treasure hunting, trying to find something cool for you and I wound up nearly dying, mom says a bad person was probably going to kill me when she got there.
I'm okay now though. I'll fight pirates with you and then we can go get dinner if you want!
-Princess Mide of Ys Omen
That had come a few hours ago! So...Where in the world was Omen Sandiego? It was quite simple, really. She was approaching. At high speeds. Having gotten used to the form of Teumesmon, Omen found travel to be a lot easier now, but the only real difficult part about...about trying to find the people she wanted to find was the fact that every part of the Shining Sea save for Ys to the north felt as if it were monotonous, the same desolate tranquility spread across miles upon miles. The smell of stew, though...
That was probably one indicator as to where she should be headed. In due time, she'd come to a fun sight. Mocha getting bodied, tensions rising and being cut down, Polas and co. still being there, and-...
One of Omen's feet caught itself on a rock, and the Teumesmon found herself being propelled forward, and promptly...faceplanting into the ground near the cauldron. "...I'm heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere." She said, muffled by the ground.
Owwww...
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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Sept 15, 2021 7:27:48 GMT
And with the Teumesmon's arrival, everything just kind of came to a halt.
"Princess, what ails you?" Mu-kun dashed up to the Teumesmon and placed her feathery hands on her, examining for injuries.
"Weak! You need to strengthen your legs more so that even mountains can't break your stride!" Polas crossed his arms in disappointment.
"Ha! Pretty sloppy entrance! Next time, go all the way and knock the cauldron over to!" Mocha chuckled and laughed at the fox Digimon's plight. Meanwhile, Cream just kept a concerned eye out, but otherwise didn't make a move.
Nanami sat upright and called out, "Omen! Are you okay?" She skidded towards the fallen friend and propped her big ol' fox head on her lap. "You don't look so good! Do you need healing? Do you need some food to keep you going? Are you cold?" In an instant her heavy coat flew off her shoulders and onto her. Considering their sizes... and the fact that Omen was a fiery fox Digimon... it probably wasn't the very helpful. "...I'll get you some food!" She turned over towards the cauldron with the three rookies tending to it. "We need some grub over here, stat!"
"I-it's still cooking..." The Gotsumon protested. The Armadillomon and SnowAgumon shrunk away from the little girl's demands. "It isn't even fully heated yet!"
Nanami furrowed her eyebrows. She knew what she needed to do. So she used the ultimate technique that she developed over the course of this time. She whipped out her Digivice at blinding speeds and... that was it. All she learned was how to quickdraw a Digivice. That was now mounted on her wrist. But at least she looked dramatic while doing it! "Cream, it's time to warm up this stew!" Her Digivice began to shine with a bright light as the Terriermon, halfway through a yawn, paused to say "Wait, what?" before erupting into a fiery cat Digimon, Firamon.
"...Oh. I guess we're doing this now." She let out a sigh, lamenting the wasted energy before apparently being promoted to chef. Or at least an honorary oven. "I've never tried cooking before, but I suppose that I can raise the temperature a bit..."
And a little bit later, Shiroku the Chakmon would approach the campsite, only to bear witness to a gaggle of confusion and panic as for some reason the stew started to boil over and burst out scalding hot fountains of broth, meat, and vegetables.
"Is... Is this be a bad time?" He asked, surprisingly nonchalantly considering the situation. Behind him, was a strange-looking goblin-like creature in a wetsuit. Despite the cold, dry air, he seemed to be dripping wet and looked like he was covered in slime.
"Hello..." He said, panting as if he was exhausted just being here. "I'm... Captain Hangyomon, of the Twintusk Pirate Fleet... I'm here to... Negotiate the terms of Ex-Captain Polas's impending duel with Captain Twintusk..."
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Post by Omen, Chaddest of Chads on Sept 15, 2021 22:52:51 GMT
"N-Nothing, I just tripped...Thank you, Mu-kun..." She really didn't seem injured at all aside from any obvious scrapes that would come from the tumble the poor Teumesmon had. The fact that the ninja was the first to leap to her aid, along with Nanami, was something Omen was not going to forget anytime soon.
There was a mumbled 'sorry' to Polas' chiding, and Mocha's own, just as Nanami had managed to prop the fox's head on her lap. "Better now, prince." She joked! "Um...Food would be nice, I'm not cold, I think--I'm partially made of fire, um..." Omen trailed off. And could only level a stare as Cream had digivolved, and caused the stew to boil over. "...No, you're going too fast...There's more to cooking than just raising temperature, it's leaving it at something constant to heat up the contents of the cauldron..." She murmured.
This was truly a tragedy, but you know what? Omen felt a little lazy and didn't really want to get up for some reason. So, she peered towards Shiroku and the Hangyomon. "Oh, duels have TERMS? That's...that's interesting, uh...Who do you negotiate the terms with, us or someone specific? C'mon, tell us!"
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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Sept 16, 2021 8:59:04 GMT
"Even more weak!" Polas exclaimed even louder than before, heartily pounding his chest with a single strike of his fist. "Never apologize for your mistakes! Laugh them off and strive to become stronger! That's what it means to be a man!" It seemed like he would continue on for a great deal longer, but the Cauldron incident as well as Shiroku's return thankfully cut it short. The Chakmon stepped to the side, but still within striking distance of the Hangyomon. But considering the difference in levels, he may as well be standing 50m away.
"Hehehe... It's less terms... and more about declaring... our arrival..." He said, taking in a deep breath. It seemed like he wasn't so fond of being on land or something. Either that or he was having an asthma attack. He kept looking back and forth between and Omen and Nanami, and to Polas. "Our fleet will be arriving... within the hour... but the duel is to be... one on one... between the Ex-Captain... and Captain Twintusk... Myself and two other Captains... will be bearing witness... along with our Commander... to make sure that there is no interference... with... with..." He paused as he slid his way over towards Omen and Nanami, eyeing the little girl in particular. Almost immediately Mu-kun brandished a feather-dagger and held it at the ready. "I'm sorry... I'm from deep in the net ocean... I don't know humans... or colors so well... but that hair of yours is pink... correct?"
"Huh?" That was a weird question to ask. But of course Nanami would answer! "Well of course it is, silly!"
"Very good..." The Hangyomon muttered... "Then you're... going to be coming with me... our commander requests your presence..." And despite his slowed speech, he moved in a flash, grabbing the little girls face and driving her into the snow. "Aquaport!!!" He cried out, and the snow suddenly melted into water and became a portal.
"Mmmmph!" Was all the little girl could cry out, muffled by the Hangyomon's slimy hand. But there were several people that had something to say about this.
"Lady Nanami!" "Dammit, Nanami!"
The Falcomon and Lopmon tackled the Hangyomon, but to absolutely no avail. But the two did succeed in getting dragged along through this watery portal, along with any Teumesmon that may or may not want to be dragged along this forceful, nigh god-modding mess. And when the Hangyomon let go of the little girl, she found herself, along with Mu-kun, Mocha, maybe/maybe not Omen, and a pile of slush and snow, all on the deck of a ship. Where the little girl's stomach began to roil immediately. She didn't do so good on the sea.
Other than the Hangyomon, they were surrounded by four pirate-looking creatures, Hookmon, their cannons aimed at the new arrivals. And off in the distance, was a throne shrouded in shadows. Next to the throne sat a rotund Gomamon with a large pair of tusks. Almost as if someone had pressed the "B' button just a bit too late when it was evolving into Ikkakumon.
And seated on the throne was a humanoid figure cloaked in shadows. He sat with on leg crossed over the other, his upper body leaning to the side so his elbow was leaning against the armrest. His chin was rested against his knuckle as he spoke out in a deep, ominous baritone.
"Captain Hangyo... what is the meaning of this?"
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Post by Omen, Chaddest of Chads on Sept 27, 2021 0:47:20 GMT
Omen just...groaned in response to the attempted lesson. She had more important issues to focus on, such as the Hangyomon. As the fishman loomed ever closer, Omen would follow suit with Mu-kun's own display, her fires flaring up as she stood protectively over Nanami. As the Hangyomon declared that Nanami's presence had been requested, and promptly DROVE HER INTO THE SNOW, Omen flat out let out a YELL of anger as she went to SLUG the Hangyomon!
And fell right into the aquaport! Whether the pawnch landed or not was anyone's guess from there.
It was clear that like anything that involved her dearest friend, that this was going to be a long day. They all rolled unto the deck of a ship, Omen quickly staggering to her feet and moving to once more be at Nanami's side, staring towards the four up ahead. "Hey, you usually give someone the option to refuse an invitation! You don't just KIDNAP them, what's wrong with you?"
...The unsteady nature of a boat was admittedly throwing Omen off something fierce, so...she really just wanted this to be done with quick. "And who the hell even are you people?"
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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Sept 27, 2021 1:51:33 GMT
Already Nanami's stomach began to roll around in circles inside of her body. Yep. She was definitely on a ship again. Mu-kun happened to take notice of her plight as she ran to support the little girl. "Lady Nanami! It will be okay! We'll quickly dispose of these foes, and get you off of this ship and back onto land at once!"
"Quit talkin' big, bird," Mocha answered, putting herself between Nanami and the shadowy figure that seemed to be so smugly sitting on the throne. "Just stay by stupid Nanami's side while lil' red and I clean up here..." Nanami's Digivice briefly glowed, and the Lopmon quickly turned into Lekismon. Though... two champions against four Hookmon and an Ultimate-level Hangyomon wasn't the best matchup. And it didn't look like Cream made it through either. Still... All they'd need to do was hold on until Polas and Cream got here. She glared over to the person on the throne. "You heard the fox. Who the hell do you think you are?"
"This is... the Commander of... our pirate fleet..." Hangymon answered, gesturing over towards the pompous figure seated with the walrus-like Gomamon besides him. Turning towards him. "And... as per... your request, I brought a human... fitting your instructions. A... thin human female... with pink hair..."
"Hangyomon..." The Commander began. His voice was a smooth baritone, but suddenly his voice cracked. "I asked you to bring me a skinny pink-haired babe!" The figure stood up, away from the shadows to reveal a young man, possibly in his late teens or early twenties. He had pale, pasty skin, short black hair as to not let his natural curls go wild, and not infrequent amount of acne on his face.
The Hangyomon gave a confused look before speaking. "She is... quite young. Does that... not count as a 'babe'?"
"A babe, dammit! Not a baby!" He cupped his hands in front of his chest for emphasis, as if the Hangyomon would possibly understand. "I can't gonna use my sweet moves on a little brat! She ain't got nothing in what I'm looking for!"
"You cur!" Mu-kun yelled out in pure outrage. "What Lady Nanami lacks in physicality she more than makes up for with her heart! Apologize at once or I shall cut out your tongue and place it upon your grave!"
"For some reason... I feel like there's no winning in this situation..." Nanami weakly muttered, before clutching her stomach in an attempt to prevent it from roiling.
"You... You can't just talk to me like that!" The Commander shrieked, pointing towards the group. "Hookmon! Stop just standing there and letting them insult me, and open fire! Blow them all to pieces!" The four Hookmon raised their cannons in unison, sighed, then promptly fired off a small cannonball towards the gang.
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Post by Omen, Chaddest of Chads on Oct 5, 2021 1:47:21 GMT
"Hold up, hold up, let's NOT jump to violence yet, there's supposed to be a duel or something soon so we should probably try to be ready for that!" Omen stated in quite a bit of alarm at Mu-kun going 'yes, let's SLAUGHTER SOME MOTHERFUCKERS' basically. Like, dude, what the heck? They're pirates but at worst they just shoved them onto a boat!
Of course, they were very readily outmatched, and...Omen did not want to use her latest form. Not on something so...silly as this...Seriously, the 'leader' was more focused on girls! "...We don't do slang like that, and also, DO NOT call my greatest friend in the world a baby! She's...w-way more than that..."
Why did it suddenly become hard to talk? Wasn't that what you're good for, you stupid fox? The Hookmon would fire their cannonball, and immediately, Omen would leap in front to tank it headon!
It was a small cannonball, though, so...yeah, it hurt, but it didn't hurt that much. "...I don't even know your name and I already don't like you for a lot of reasons. So, I want you to do me a favor. Don't do that again. And I won't be forced to make things extremely unpleasant for you, myself, my friends and my prince. C-Can I at least ask that? Please?"
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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Oct 6, 2021 11:00:37 GMT
"I cannot calm down when Lady Nanami's honor is at stake!" Mu-kun countered the Teumesmon. "Forgive me for saying this, Princess, but being kidnapped is a serious and dangerous matter! One I intend to alleviate for Lady Nanami as soon as possible!"
"I told you to quit talkin' big, damned bird," Mocha repeated, a slight trace of... concern in her tone. "Just stick to Stupid Nanami's side for now. You're only gonna drag us down if things get hairy," She said it rather dispassionately, as if she were simply stating a fact rather than mocking the rookie-level bird Digimon. Instead, she turned her attention to the human man before them. "As far as I'm concerned, all you humans are ugly sacks of meat, so I won't bother to understand your preferences, but if she ain't what you're lookin' for, we're basically free to go, right?"
But apparently the human man's ego was so fragile that he ordered his minions to attack. Thankfully, Omen took the brunt of it.
"Omen!" Nanami screamed out in concern, but apparently she didn't have anything to be worried about. It didn't seem to hurt too much. Seasickness-be-damned, she gave a fierce glare towards the man who ordered the attack on her friend... oh, and her, too. But that was less important. "Hey! You invited-"
"Kidnapped."
"-us onto your boat and then you started getting angry and ordered Digimon to hurt us? That's really mean and you're a really bad person for doing that!" And she definitely wasn't mad about anything else that was said about her, either. Nope. Definitely not.
Meanwhile, the Commander didn't seem so pleased that all these little girls and Digimon were talking back to him and being all threatening. "None of you are allowed to talk to me like that!" He held out his own Digivice, looking towards the rotund Gomamon besides him. "Twintusk! Forget the duel, we're gonna destroy these cretins!"
"Huh? Can't you just summon our mooks to do that?" The Gomamon asked in a deep, gruff basso before letting out a yawn. "I don't wanna waste my energy before that idiot shows up and picks a fight. These guys don't even look like they're worth the effort, Andie!"
"I'm 'The Commander' now!" The man petulantly responded in kind. "And fine! Hangyomon! Summon the other captains! They can clean up these filth before Twintusk has his duel!"
"Very well..." Hangyomon answered, lifting his arms up and seeming to focus on something, like some kind of spell. Meanwhile, Mocha moved up within whispering distance of Omen.
"Hey, foxtail. You think you can take a few more of those small fry's cannonballs? Ultimate or not, I think I can do something about the fishman... But I can't leave the useless bird in charge of protecting Nanami. Not in front of so many enemies."
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Post by Omen, Chaddest of Chads on Oct 10, 2021 15:53:38 GMT
"I mean...true, we did get kidnapped, but they kind of suck at kidnapping people if we can just fight back..." Omen mused. Sure, Mocha had a point in that talking too much might make this worse, but...
"Isn't the goal getting out of being kidnapped?" The fox continued to muse, even as she nursed the pain of a shitty cannonball. "I-I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me, okay?" Except given Omen had literally sent a message about having had a horrible day before this? ...Couldn't really blame Nanami if she wanted to worry. Besides, the fox was giving a confident smile despite the pain!
However, there was something that kind of irked her. She made a polite request, and it was pretty much spat upon. With as much rudeness as a shitty Calumon, no less.
"...Okay, listen well, """"""""commander""""""". I don't recall ever seeing anything that allowed you to dictate how I talk to whomever, and quite frankly, you have zero right to talk to any of my friends like that either, nor do you have any right to call Nanami those things."
There was a brief pause as she listened to Mocha whispering to her, before nodding. "No worries. I can make this a little more even." She took a breath, before uttering two words. "Digimental up!"
A familiar object to Nanami briefly materialized in front of Omen, before it burst into light, and enveloped Omen in it, the Teumesmon's form changing to something a lot taller than it was the last time it was seen--Omen's form of Fakemon.
The green harlequin promptly pointed at the commander, and did the only appropriate thing there was to do to someone who didn't respect Nanamis.
Flip the bastard off. "I am Princess Mide of the Ancient City of Ys--and I dare say you are, in fact, an 'incel,' 'commander.'" Hopefully, this would provoke more cannonballs.
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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Oct 10, 2021 18:21:38 GMT
"Cannonballs are serious business, Omen!" Nanami chided the fiery fox. "Promise me you'll see a doctor and get it checked out after we get done getting kidnapped!" "That is not quite how this works, Lady Nanami..." And then, things happened. Insults were thrown. Omen became the not-Fake Fakemon but bigger now. Made another rude hand gesture that Nanami would have snickered at if she weren't so livid and seasick at the moment. "You can say all the threats and stuff that you want, but at end of the day, I'm the one with power, and that's all that matters, princess!" The Commander retorted, flipping the bird back towards the Fakemon. Then, with a wave of his hand, he yelled out, "Hookmon! Focus your fire on that ugly clown!" The four Hookmon complied, aiming up their cannons and firing off another shot towards the Fakemon from four different directions. "Lady Nanami, get down!" Mu-kun tackled the little girl onto the deck to avoid the cannonfire, while Mocha leaped high into the air. "Nanami! Full power! Now!" She yelled out, angling her body as if she were going to dive towards Hangyomon. "Right!" Nanami held up her Digivice from the floor. "Digimental Up! Super Armor... Evolution!" I don't have to worry about a word count or anything, so the whole Digivolution thing happened and the Lekismon became a pink-colored Rapidmon instead. And as if she were a Rapidmon the entire time, Mocha dove down towards the Hangyomon, shouting back to Omen, "I'll leave 'em to you!" Who was she talking about? Protecting Nanami and the damned bird? Or defeating the Hookmon? Both, probably. The Rapidmon rocketed down towards the Ultimate-level Digimon, throwing out a metallic punch that slammed right into the smaller Digimon's belly. Hopefully it would be enough to distract him from whatever he was trying to do and- Why did Mocha's punch keep going? Mocha suddenly felt the end of her arm slip as she came into contact with Hangyomon's slimy body, as if he were resistant to attacks of that caliber and it barely did any damage. "Please... don't attack me... when I'm trying... to concentrate..." Hangyomon asked surprisingly politely. "Um... no?" "Okay..." The creepy Digimon answered, lowering his hands down. "And... I was done, anyways..." The instant he finished speaking, two large geysers of water erupted from both sides of the ship. And in their place, were two massive sea-dwelling Digimon. A long serpent with a black helm, and a blue crab-looking freak of a monster. "And these are my other captains, WaruSeadramon and Gusokumon!" The Commander boasted, his voice cracking from excitement. "And with my partner, Twintusk, that's FOUR Ultimate-level Digimon I have under my control! And that's besides my Hookmon flunkies! So now it's time to make all of you pay for insulting me, when I hold all the power here!"
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Post by Omen, Chaddest of Chads on Oct 10, 2021 22:53:51 GMT
"Inherently false. If you held power, you would be doing this yourself rather than relying on your cronies. As far as I'm concerned..." Omen spoke as the cannonballs began to get blasted towards her.
She leapt up, with Mocha! The cannonballs all CLANGED against each other! It sounded kind of awful! "You're kind of sad."
Of course, she had to be speaking when the geysers with the other two captains had come up. One was a WaruSeadramon, something she knew a little about. "Neato." And a Gusokumon--One of the newer species. "Hi, nice to meet you. I'll get to you later, promise!"
Really, Omen?
She finally lunged for a Hookmon, seeking to grab them by the throat with a surprising amount of strength. If that was successful? "You are being borrowed. Resistance is futile." Before she would make for the rest, trying to slam through them with the Hookmon as an improvised weapon!
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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Oct 11, 2021 0:26:43 GMT
Omen grasped the Hookmon fairly effectively, then properly wielded one Hookmon and beat another Hookmon down. The second Hookmon went flying off the ship, into the waters next to WaruSeadramon, who wasted no time in gobbling the Digimon up and crushing him within his jaws.
"Dammit WaruSeadramon! I told you to stop eating my minions!" The Commander chastised the sea serpent, but he seemed relatively nonplussed. Or maybe he just didn't care because of a nice meal.
But as it stood, the remaining Hookmon not being grappled were hesitant to retaliate. In fact, one of them threw his hands up in surrender.
"Screw this, man!" The Hookmon cried out. "The ad on tamernet just said they were looking for experienced pirates for work! And I'm more the, 'I can get you movies for real cheap' kind of pirate, not this kind of stuff!"
"Don't be a coward, yar!" The other Hookmon yelled out in a suspiciously pirate-y accent. "If the Digimon be too tough, you just aim for the human, yar!" He turned his cannon towards the little girl on the ground, ready to blow her to bits. However, a pile of snow that had traveled with Nanami, Omen, and everyone else had suspiciously moved over towards the Hookmon, suddenly forming into a Chakmon. His hand formed into a icicle spear and stabbed through the Hookmon's chest. "But... why... Mr. Snowman...?" The Hookmon gasped before collapsing.
"Shiroku!" Nanami happily cried out as if he stopped by as a pleasant surprise.
"The tides are turning. It seemed right to come out now," Shiroku explained. "The little girl will soon be at full power, and Twintusk will be too preoccupied to be a threat. It's best to remove any nuisances for the coming battle."
"What the hell... another one!? Hangyomon, how many intruders did you let on our shi-"
"TWIIIIIIIIIIIINTUUUUUUUUUUUSK!" Drowning out the commander, a booming voice burst out from above. Nanami looked up to see a Green-colored Rapidmon carrying... what may have been a small army. She seemed to be shakily flying and as she came down it was less of a landing and more of a disaster. A gaggle of Digimon lying on the ground. A SnowAgumon, Gotsumon, and Armadillomon all moaned in anguish, while a Monochromon and Tuskmon groaned in relative discomfort. Cream herself shook it off fairly quickly, taking back to the air, though she clearly looked tired from transporting so many Digimon.
But of all the passengers, only one looked nonplussed as he crashed down in a stereotypical three-point landing and stood up to glare directly at the chunky Gomamon. "Twintusk! I have no idea what you're up to, but we're settling this now! So get that pet human of yours to work his magic and fight me head-on!"
"Don't you dare call me a pet!" The Commander yelled in a fit of rage! "I am the Commander! The Comman-AGH!" He dove down as a large handaxe made of ice came flying from Polas's grip and cleaved his little throne in two.
"Boy! I'm going to deal with you as soon as I'm done with Twintusk! So stay quiet before I decide to change the order!"
"Then... we'll stay back and protect our human!" Gotsumon yelled out, standing up. Soon, Tuskmon, Monochromon, Armadillomon, SnowAgumon, and Gotsumon all stood next to Mu-kun and surrounded Nanami. "Don't worry! She pointed out pretty-looking rocks that she said reminded her of me! So I'll protect the one that made me feel beautiful for the first time in my life!"
"A-And she would give me belly rubs when I got a tummyache after eating half of SnowAgumon's portion of meals!" Armadillomon exclaimed.
"You bastard, I knew it was you!" SnowAgumon shouted, but focused more on the task at hand. "But... She once told me that I'm not just an Agumon ripoff, because she's more SnowAgumon than those other... fire-breathing heathens!"
"And we'll protect her, too!" Monochromon declared. "Because..."
"We don't wanna fight any Ultimates!" Tuskmon finished, boldly declaring their cowardice.
"Huh?" Polas glanced towards the crowd of Digimon surrounding Nanami. Kind of a waste, really. "Actually, I've changed my mind! Boy, I won't be killing you personally! If someone's going to fight you, then this other human will do it! She's more of a man than you'll ever be!"
"Absolutely not!" Mu-kun retorted. "Lady Nanami should not do battle, no matter how pathetic the opponent seems to b-"
"Okay, Polas!" Nanami cried out, clenching her fists and facing the Commander. "He's been saying really mean things to everyone the entire time, and I was thinking that I wanted to kick him a couple of times!"
"Lady Nanami..." Mu-kun looked like she was on the verge of tears as she glared daggers towards the Blizzarmon. "Curse you, Ex-captain! You've infected Lady Nanami with your brutish idiocy!"
"I dunno about brutish, but Nanami's always been an idiot," Mocha grumbled, as Cream soon flew over to meet her. The two took higher up into the air. Things looked like they were gonna get messy soon. And the writer has immediately regretted writing this many freaking NPC's in a single thread.
"But... Ex-Captain... If Nanami's gonna be fighting the other human... what about us...?" Came SnowAgumon's nervous question. The group had a feeling what the unreasonable Blizzarmon was going to say.
"Huh? Oh, I forgot about you guys... Uh..." He glanced around for a bit, then pointed towards Shiroku. "You'll be supporting Shiroku!"
"Oh! That doesn't sound so ba-"
"Shiroku! It's your job to handle Hangyomon!"
"...Very well."
"Oh! That sounds considerably worse!" There was a pause before their collective scream of "WE'RE GONNA FUCKIN' DIE!!!" Meanwhile, there was still the Hookmon that was in Omen's hand, as he glanced around and faced the Fakemon. "So it looks like you have a choice to make." He declared in the writer's lazy attempt to communicate directly with her RP partner. "It seems like Gusokumon and WaruSeadramon are left unchecked, and whoever you pick, Mocha and Cream will likely take on the other. Or you can like, attack someone else and make things more chaotic. Idk man, you do you."
"Oh and by the way, since I, who am Hookmon and not the voice oft he writer, don't want to fight you any more, can you like, drop me off at my Mom's house later? She lives in Snowflake Village, and I haven't visited her in a while, being a pirate and all, but I promised her that I'd visit while I was in town, and things are looking super inconvenient right now."
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Post by Omen, Chaddest of Chads on Oct 15, 2021 15:40:20 GMT
Thank GOD Shiroku had shown up in time, Omen was this close to trying to beat that Hookmon to death with his own comrade. Regardless, the Chakmon had a point. The tides were quickly about to turn with Cream dragging in literally EVERYONE FROM CAMP, something that actually made a lot of sense when one considered how connected her and Mocha's armor forms were. If one had gone into the form, the other probably would too. And that heralded disaster, obviously! Yet, in all of this chaos there was a persistent...point to be made from what everyone was saying. This was a duel. No more, no less. And of the combatants here, Omen felt there was only one real side to put her lot in. "Nanamiiiiii, do you need help with that? I'll kick him with you! Because I think he DESERVES at least one kick. You're a way better person than he'll ever be, and I'll stick with you the whole way through!" Granted...That was a little cheesy, even for Omen. She looked to the Hookmon as she set him down. "I mean, you can do that whenever you want. If you don't want to fight, then do me a favor and try to keep the others who aren't fighting safe." She leveled her gaze on WaruSeadramon, and, deciding to leave Mocha and Cream to fight Gusokumon, would rush for the serpent. A glow of the eye indicated she had made use of her ability of recollection, as the Fakemon leapt at the serpent, her whole body dissipating into flames as she sought to envelop them in the ensuing firestorm! "I call dibs on this one, have fun!"
Oh Boy Oh Boy I Sure Love Passives: Truth-Seeking Lens [Passive]: For how squishy one might consider Omen in this form, she is far removed from the term 'weak.' Opponents who employ mental abilities of any kind, especially hypnosis, pacification, or mind control, will find that Teumesmon this Digimon is COMPLETELY immune to them.
Fleeting Light [Passive]: One would be a piss poor fox Digimon if they were, as an azure hedgehog once said, too slow. Teumesmon This Digimon is 30% swifter than most Digimon of her level, as a result, though her durability is below par to compensate.
Fatekeeper and All-Knower are replaced by Teumesmon's passives, as seen above. Recall is replaced by Teumessos Blaze as Omen proceeds to use it to try torching WaruSeadramon! Teumessos Blaze: Omen converts her ENTIRE BODY into a storm of fire that surges for an opponent, aiming to engulf them for severe damage. Intangible as she may be, she is a white-hot hazard for any who would lay a hand on the flames. She can still sustain damage like this, too, and reverts to normal once she either hits with this or misses. This attack can and will ignore shields! Three post cooldown. Durations: Move Swapping Abilities: 0/3 Cooldowns: Teumessos Blaze: 0/3
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Post by Nanami Hanabana on Oct 16, 2021 9:52:41 GMT
"Andie!" Twintusk the Gomamon shouted out. "Focus!" The Commander complied, holding up his Digivice. And soon the chunky Gomamon took the form of a hulking Zudomon. But unlike regular Zudomon, this one held two!? hammers, one in each hand. "There. So, my Ex-Captain, how about we settle things like last time! To the same result, of course!" He lumbered forward, swinging down with both hammers while Polas blocked them with his two axes.
"Interesting! But I'm not the same Blizzarmon you struck from behind before! I'm a man who's always facing forward!" But despite his words, the two Ultimates seemed locked in a stalemate.
With Omen taking on WaruSeadramon, it left Mocha and Cream, the two Rapidmon, to take on the giant crustacean Digimon, Gusokumon. But before the two could make the first move, it seemed like the blue-shelled Digimon was tired of waiting around. It fired off a pair of fish-shaped torpedoes somewhat reminiscent of a certain fish-bastard the sisters had fought before. But they were stronger these days, and way more prepared to deal with that. Probably.
Cream fired off a volley of missiles of her own that intercepted the incoming projectiles, blocking the blow. Meanwhile, Mocha fired off her own barrage, colliding with the armored foe. There was a series of explosions, but wouldn't you know, an opening volley like that was only about as powerful as Vegeta's Technique™, and the Gusokumon lunged out from the water, grabbing onto Cream, and dragging her down underwater. Mocha screamed out in shock and anger, and then flew into the water after them.
As for the now-crowded deck fight, Hangyomon found himself surrounded by Shiroku, Monochromon, Tuskmon, Mu-kun, and three cowering rookies. In a hurry to quickly defeat her foe and assist Lady Nanami, Mu-kun suddenly unleashed a barrage of feather daggers, stripping herself naked in the chilly air in order to deal as much damage to Hangyomon as possible. And the small Ultimate-level Digimon didn't even pay attention to them. Instead, he seemed focused on Shiroku who let out a burst of icy air from his mouth, likely hoping to freeze the amphibious Digimon.
However, Hangyomon twirled his harpoon around in place, blocking the blow as if it never happened. Tuskmon and Monochromon charged forward, but Hangymon easily slapped them aside with little effort, while SnowAgumon, Gotsumon, and Armadillomon stood back and watched like the weak cowards they were.
As for Nanami, she was as ready for a fight as she ever was! She learned how to punch people, so she was probably gonna try doing that as much as possible! So she charged headfirst towards the Commander, coming in swinging. But the Commander, who had somewhere between 6 to 10 years, well over a 100 pounds, and more than a foot of height on her, extended his hand out, placed it on top of the pink-haired girl's head, and kept the girl well out of reach as she punched nothing but air in futility. Stupid disparaging size difference. If she were a Digimon she would totally be whipping his ass right now!
And as for the only part that actually matters to the RP partner at the moment, Omen's opening flame burned into the sea serpent, causing WaruSeadramon to let out a hiss of anger and pain. He twisted his body around to avoid the Fakemon, gathering up black lightning within his horn. Then, he shot out three spheres of black energy that seemed to orbit around Omen. They didn't seem to do anything at first, but then one of the spheres suddenly shimmered, and shot forth a bolt of black lightning that would deal some damage and nothing else before disappearing, leaving only two remaining spheres floating around the Fakemon. WaruSeadramon didn't speak, but he let out a deep, ominous laugh as he seemed to enjoy watching his attack work its magic. Unless Omen like, blocked it or something. Then he'd probably be really disappointed. So maybe don't do that? You'd hurt WaruSeadramon's feelings, and he's way more sensitive than he lets on. It seemed like WaruSeadramon was planning on dragging this fight out nice and slow, from the look of things. Because as a certain Spider once found out, that strat is totally viable, yo.
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