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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Mar 31, 2022 17:29:21 GMT
They didn't know why, or what was even going on, but the creature knew that it had to keep running. The creatures were moving in around them, and if they didn't break through now, they might never have the chance to.
...But why did they want to escape, again? They couldn't remember, but every instinct in their digital bodies said they needed to leave.
...Their digital bodies? Why did that not make sense, somehow?
They would have to sort that out later. The enemies had made first contact with their group.
Their group consisting of a purple dinosaur that by no means seemed friendly, an odd angel, a cross between a bird and a plant, a sea lion, a butterfly, a yellow dragon cyborg creature, a golden bunny, a blue bird, a little green worm, and two cats. Eleven creatures, and yet they were the ones that were outnumbered by the forest folk, a series of Floramon and Alraumon that chased them down with an almost possessed amount of focus. Several Floramon unleashed a cloud of pollen towards the group, something that would no doubt cause some sort of affliction upon the group, but the pollen cloud was dispersed by several other members.
The golden Terriermon spun wildly, blowing away a portion of the cloud while the Lucemon, Hawkmon, and Morphomon flapped their wings to disperse the rest. And yet, this act had slowed them down considerably. The group of Alraumon lashed out towards the stragglers with a collection of vines to ensnare the cloud dispersal team. The Terriermon and Piyomon were captured almost immediately, but, the Lucemon and Morphomon were protected when the Gomamon and Pomumon unleashed a barrage of fish and seeds to shield them. However, they were getting cornered by the plant Digimon that had swarmed them, and were driven away, far from the main group's reach.
However, it wasn't over for the ones who had been captured and ensnared by the Alraumon. The Shoutmon and Wormmon game to their aid. The Shoutmon unleashed a pair of golden orbs of flame that burned away an Alraumon's vines as it grabbed the Terriermon as if it were a ball and ran off as far as it could. Meanwhile, the Wormmon used its web it shot out to swing from a tree, grabbing the Hawkmon and wrenching it free from the other Alraumon's bindings and swinging off to what has hopefully safety. But safety that was in a completely different direction than where the Guilmon had been running towards.
Which meant that only the Guilmon and the two Tailmon were left, and that thought was cut short as the two cat Digimon ran ahead of the Guilmon and seemingly vanished with a stealth that only a cat Digimon could offer. Traitors.
But the Guilmon couldn't let itself be discouraged. Sure, its head was a complete fog and it didn't understand the first thing that had been going on, but it just knew that had to survive. It was going to make it through this and-
One of the many dead trees it had run past suddenly came to life, it swung out and slammed the Guilmon into the soft ground. It struggled and flailed to the best of its ability for a brief moment, until the crushing grip of the Woodmon's grasp completely enveloped it in darkness.
Present: Me. Only me. Solo thread, duh.
Notes: This is a long solo thread and I hate it
WC: 558
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Mar 31, 2022 18:28:02 GMT
She didn't have a particularly good view of the city, given her position, but the breeze on the school roof felt especially comforting today. She didn't get nearly as much fresh air as she used to, so even places like school, she appreciated the-
Her musings were interrupted when the doors swung wide open and angry, middle-aged teacher stomped his way across rooftop until he was standing over the girl. "Inoue!" He barked in between deep breaths. Chances are this was the last place he intended to check. "The rooftop is off-limits, especially for.." He was quiet for a second before he asked, "How the hell did you get up here in the first place!?"
"It took a long time to get up here, but I'm very determined, sir!" Hotaru replied, giving the teacher a joking salute. "And I apologize for skipping homeroom... and probably a few other classes! I promise to stand in the hall as punishment as soon as I possibly can!" There was a long, awkward pause as Hotaru saw all the usual emotions wash over her teacher's face. A hint of confusion that quickly turned to pity.
She hadn't quite expected the rage to come afterwards, though. That... might have been a slight miscalculation. Ironically, Hotaru missed out on even more class from getting yelled at for another half-hour. For as unpleasant as nearly showered on by the saliva from an enraged teacher that was nearly frothing at the mouth was, it did feel good to have someone treat her like that. Did getting injured bring out some sort of secret masochistic side of her or... nah. It just felt good to not be treated like some kind of pampered princess by someone she knew.
Of course, once that was over, and school was out, it was back to being treated delicately. Even if her teacher informed her parents of her misbehavior, it wasn't like they'd do anything about it. Wanna find a way to get away with anything ever? Go get hit by a car and hope that your parents blame themselves for your injury! Then you to can run over people's toes with your chair as much as you want! Side effects of all your friendships feeling fake and an ungodly amount of people being condescending to you, intentional or otherwise.
It... was possible that Hotaru still had some stuff to work out. But all she could do was make the most of what she could. Sadly... that tended to get boring fairly quickly. Yes, having her chair made going down steep hills incredibly fun, especially since she could pretend that she had lost control and freak out the people at the bottom of the hill, but it just made going up those same hills that much more of a pain.
For example, taking the train was so much more of a pain these days. There were only so many elevators in Shibuya Station, and none of them close to where she needed to go. Which meant she often had to race across the station in order to get home. And heaven help her if she got on the wrong train by accident.
...Not like that was gonna happen or anything... right...?Present: Hotaru Inoue
WC: 1096
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 2, 2022 16:40:59 GMT
While on the train, Hotaru had perhaps let her mind wander a bit too much. Mainly because she had no idea what was going on. Rolling off the train the girl suddenly found herself... in a rather smelly swamp. She... might be a little off of her route home. Mainly because there were no swamps in Shibuya. But she couldn't have let her mind wander for that long, right!?
The train had long since come and gone, and the young woman found herself all alone, surrounded by the marshy sounds and sights of nature. Though... something seemed out of place. Random pieces of metal sticking out of the trees. Electrical outlets popping up in places like rocks and tree stumps. And despite being in a gross, vegetative area, she didn't see a single bug in sight. Well... at least until she saw the red beetle the size of a helicopter flying overhead. It didn't seem to pay her any mind, but she couldn't help but stare in shock.
Hotaru wasn't in anime-kansas anymore. And as fascinating as this place looked, Hotaru wasn't gonna go wandering around when there were potentially houseflies the size of houses. And muddy, squishy ground didn't exactly make for the most wheelchair accessible terrain. Still... what was she to do? She hated having to call for help, but she didn't really have a choice. She pulled out her cell phone and...
And it was dead. Wonderful. Did she forget to charge it again? No... her parents were way too cautious than to let Hotaru leave the house without a fully-charged phone, and she wasn't really fond of using it all that often. The occasional mobile game when she got super bored, but it wasn't like her friends talked to her much and invited her to go places anymore.
Her phone wasn't new anymore, so maybe the battery needed to be changed out. It should be fine for a little bit if she charged it. She had a spare charger in her bag, so hopefully those outlets she saw weren't just for show. She pulled out the charger, only to find its cord wrapped around some... thing.
Black and gray in color, it looked like some kind of... Sentai morpher or something like that. Did Tohru put this in her bag by accident? It didn't seem like her younger brother would make that kind of mistake, though. Oh, was this one of those pranks where he was gonna try and make it seem like Hotaru had stolen it or something? She had been getting most of their parent's attention, because of obvious reasons...
Hotaru was half-tempted to just throw it away, and how funny of a story would it be if she had done that? But no, Hotaru figured that even if she did get accused of stealing it, she wasn't going to get in any trouble. She had done all sorts of troublesome stuff as of late. She'd run over people's toes whenever she went out with her family on purpose, just to see them apologize instead. Maybe one day, someone was gonna snap and beat Hotaru half-to-death with her own chair, but those people sure as hell weren't gonna be her parents.
Present: Hotaru Inoue
WC: 1633
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 3, 2022 11:26:47 GMT
She put the device in her pocket and sighed. First things first. She couldn't get home without calling for help, so she tried to carefully move towards the nearest outlet that she saw, one sticking out on the top of a tree stump. It was a bit of a bumpy journey though, and Hotaru was nervous the entire time. As she expected, the ground was a little soft, and if she stayed in one place for too long she was likely to sink into the ground so much that she couldn't wheel her way out. But if she moved too quickly she might wheel herself somewhere she was gonna get stuck anyway.
Along the way, she passed by a comically large mushroom. "Hey, watch it!" She heard a voice bark as she hit a bump.
"Ah, sorry..." Hotaru muttered as she was still focused on not getting herself stuck. She had made it to the tree stump until she finally realized what was going on. She looked behind her to see the large mushroom glaring at her, crouched down as he held a foot that Hotaru had presumably run over
"Where the heck do you think you're going in that death machine, human!?" The mushroom shouted, its fist clenched and shaking with anger. "You often go around running over people's feet without apologizin'?"
"Huh? Well..." Honestly? Yeah, kind of. But... "I did apologize, though..." She answered, her voice softened by the fact that she was talking to a walking, talking mushroom.
"You callin' me a liar, huh!?" The mushroom barked incredulously. "I swear, you humans are all the same, just doin' whatever you want in our world while running over us Digimon however you please! Heck, now you humans are too lazy to even walk anymore! I swear, this is why..."
As strange as it was to get lectured by an angry mushroom, it wasn't the first time Hotaru had gotten chewed out today, and while she wasn't aware of all the context, she felt like it was probably some kind of hate speech or something.
Instead, Hotaru simply nodded along while she was distracted by the treetops in the distance, where a pair of glowing, yellow dots caught her attention. They were a pair of eyes, belonging to a strange-looking black cat that was staring back at her.
"Hey! Look at me when I'm talking to you!" The mushroom suddenly yelled out. Hotaru nodded once more, bringing her gaze towards his. She looked back towards the cat for a second, only to find it gone.
After getting lectured for what seemed like an eternity, the mushroom stormed off after Hotaru apologized half a dozen more times. Man... what was with today? That was two more lectures than she had been used to lately! Things were finally feeling like old times... well... other than the obvious.
But now that she was done being yelled at by what must be the world's most unfun fungi, she could finally plug her charger into the socket that... didn't fit her phone's charger.
...What the hell?Present: Hotaru Inoue
WC: 2145
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 9, 2022 2:00:25 GMT
Hotaru wasn't sure if she was dreaming or not at this point. Weird world, talking mushrooms, it all seemed to fit in with Hotaru falling asleep on the train again. Just to make sure, Hotaru made sure to pinch herself and... nope! Didn't seem like she was dreaming! She shook her head in frustration as she tried to figure out where to go from here. Her phone was dead, she was completely lost in some world with giant insects, probably-racist mushrooms, and the world's most inconvenient charging stations. If she started calling out for help, would bigfoot pop out of the swampland and whisk Hotaru off to become his bride?
Hotaru was hesitant before she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and muttered, "Ah, to hell with it. Maybe bigfoot's a gentle lover..." She cupped her hands around her mouth as she shouted, "Hello? Is anyone out there? I'm lost and I need help!" After that... nothing. So she called out again. And again, until her voice had started to grow more and more hoarse. It felt humiliating for her that the only thing she felt she could do was stay in one spot and scream out for help.
Hotaru was nearly on the verge of tears until she saw something move out of the corner of her eye. It was a tree... An honest-to-god moving tree! It lumbered by on large roots as it dragged a pair of long arms that ended in broken-off stumps. And its body was covered in scorch marks, like it had just walked through a forest fire, or something.
“Who… Goes… There…?” The wooden behemoth groaned in a growling voice that despite its appearance, didn’t sound the least bit natural.
“What… what the hell is that…!?” Hotaru shrieked, spinning around on her chair and trying to roll herself far away from the wooden monstrosity. Maybe a tree-folk kinda fellow was pretty chill, but Hotaru didn’t wanna stay and find out how many splinters she’d have to pull out of her backside if he decided to go in for a hug.
The tree monster was big, but it was immeasurably slow. Hotaru didn’t have any trouble moving out of the creature’s sight and then some. And then… Hotaru stopped moving. She felt herself tip over ever so slightly, as the more she pushed on her wheels, the more they seemed to dig into the mud underneath. “No… nononono…”
Hotaru felt herself begin to sink further into the mud underneath. Did she seriously get caught in quicksand!? Well, not quicksand, but that other stuff you sink into, whatever it was called. Quickmud or whatever.
And as Hotaru sank further and further into the quagmire, her voice only grew more and more panicked as she shouted for help. She had never thought she would go out like this. She had figured that she’d eventually just kill herself out of boredom or whatever, once she realized how shitty her life had become. But drowning in a weird techno-swamp while on the run from a tree monster?
Hotaru sank further and further down, to the point where she could feel the freezing cold mud. This made her redouble her efforts to call for help, reaching out to whatever strange creature who would be willing to take hers.
And one did. Covered in purple scales, it was more of a claw than a hand. But it gripped Hotaru’s own regardless, and managed to pull her out of the quagmire and… into the arms of what looked like a… purple velociraptor covered in tattoos.
Yep. Screw this. Hotaru passed out.
Present: Hotaru Inoue
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WC: 2745
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 9, 2022 3:59:53 GMT
Hotaru didn’t come to until the sun was setting, as a crimson ray of fading sunlight bore through her eyelids. She found herself leaning against the back of a tree that, thankfully, was just a normal tree. Hotaru had to be careful when sitting upright like this, though. If she moved around too much she’d fall over. So she carefully looked around her, scanning the environment for her chair. And much to her dismay, she found nothing. Whatever had pulled her out of the mud, hadn’t thought to bring her chair along as well.
What had rescued her, anyways? She vaguely remembered something, but then… nothing. But then she looked down. Her legs had been placed straight forward, as a purple dinosaur that didn’t look the least bit friendly rested its head upon her lap. She immediately wanted to scream, but covered her mouth before anything more than a “mmph” could come out.
Even so, it was enough to stir the purple-scaled monster. It blinked away its sleep as it let out a yawn, revealing a row of very, very sharp teeth before it focused its amber eyes up at Hotaru. It remained perfectly still as Hotaru raised a caution hand. “G-good morning…” She managed to mutter.
The creature let out a grunt, almost as if in acknowledgment, before sitting upright. And underneath where its head was placed, lying atop Hotaru’s skirt was the toy Hotaru had found in her bag earlier. It had been in her bag, so did the creature dig this out of the mud as well? She lifted it up and watched as the purple dinosaur’s eyes tracked it, then moved back to Hotaru, almost as if it were expecting something. “Did you… want me to have this?”
Again, it let out a grunt in response. And then the dinosaur nodded.
“Can you understand what I’m saying…?”
Another grunt and nod. Twice in a row, and it didn’t seem confused. Whatever this dinosaur was, it seemed to follow along with Hotaru as if it were just as intelligent. Admittedly, it wasn’t that impressive a feat, but whatever.
“Um… thank you for saving me…” She figured she should thank the strange dinosaur for saving her life. There was an awkward silence after that. “So… I like your ink. You get that done at a particular place, or…?”
This time, the dinosaur did look confused. It tilted its head from side to side. Tattoo parlors must not be something in this weird world. She didn’t know if that made this world more or less weird, admittedly.
“Oh… never mind, then. My name’s Hotaru. Inoue Hotaru. It’s a pleasure to meet you, seeing as I’m still alive and all. Do you have a name?”
The creature paused, then let out a long groan before moaning and setting its head back down on Hotaru’s lap, like it were some kind of sad dog. Intelligent as it seemed, the creature seemed kind of primal, in a sense. Almost as if it were like a small child that knew the meaning of large words, but couldn’t even tie its own shoelaces.
Present: Hotaru Inoue
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WC: 3264
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 9, 2022 4:00:30 GMT
“No name, huh?” Another grunt in affirmation. “Well… I could give you one. I’m not good at this kind of stuff, but you’re purple so… maybe something like… Amethyst? We could call you Ame for short!” Hotaru examined the creature as she patted the dinosaur on the head, half-expecting to get her hand bit off. Its backside had several splinters across it. It must have been hurting quite a bit. Hotaru moved her hand from the dino’s head and towards a couple of the splinters within reach. She promptly yanked them out of its body, causing it to wince in pain, then an eventual sigh of relief. Soon after, Ame, whom Hotaru was calling regardless of Ame’s approval or lack thereof, adjusted its body so Hotaru could pluck out the rest of the splinters.
And the dino didn’t seem to bleed at all, either, which Hotaru found strange. Maybe dinos, or just weird monsters in general, were just built different? Either way, Ame seemed to be grateful, as it rubbed its scaly body up against Hotaru in what the girl supposed the creature thought was affection. Hotaru just thought it was plain uncomfortable. Still, when the scary raptor monster wants to give you a hug, you accept the hug. “There, there…” Hotaru whispered as she rubbed the dino’s back. “It’s all better now…”
They remained that way for a little while longer, until their embrace was interrupted by a rustling in the nearby vegetation. Almost immediately Ame stepped backwards in a predatory stance. Its intelligent eyes narrowed into feral slits as it bared its fangs towards whatever was approaching.
And what had approached fell from the skies… or at least out of a tree. “Eeek!” It screeched, crashing into the soft dirt with an unceremonious plop. “Ouchies…”
The creature looked like it was a fruit covered in feathers, like someone decided that a melon and bird should mate. And the results weren’t pretty. The plump, round fruit bird rolled around until it got back up to its feet. “Oh no… my feathers are all muddy now and…” She nearly jumped in place as she noticed Hotaru and more importantly, the purple dinosaur looking like it was ready to kill something.
But Hotaru herself was more distracted that the bird was talking. Like the tree monster and the mushroom from earlier. The dinosaur could understand speech, but it didn’t seem to be able to talk itself. Could it be… that only plants in this world could talk!?
“That’s right!” The fruit bird called out, seemingly nonplussed by Ame’s feral appearance. “You have to help me! Our friend umm…” She seemed to draw a blank. “I don’t remember the name, but they got captured! I need you to come help me rescue them! They only got captured because they were saving me and I’m not strong enough to do it on my own and I need your help please, pretty please with a thousand cherries on top!”
And to Hotaru’s surprise, Ame nodded along with the fruit bird’s plea and relaxed its guard. It turned towards Hotaru as if awaiting her decision.
“You… want me to come along and help?” Ame nodded. Hotaru seriously doubted she’d be able to help. If anything she’d be dead weight. And yet Ame seemed insistent in bringing her along. “Okay, but I’m gonna need you to carry me…”
Present: Hotaru Inoue
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WC: 3826
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 9, 2022 14:21:40 GMT
As she expected, Hotaru resulted in being little more than dead weight. She really wished she could have her chair right now, but holding onto Ame for dear life would have to do. Thankfully, for as much arm strength Hotaru had to build up since her injury, Ame had thankfully reached behind itself and supported the girl’s lower body so she wasn’t just holding on by herself. Or maybe Ame was just making sure that Hotaru wasn’t strangling it with her arms wrapped around the dino’s throat. Either way, it was good that Hotaru plucked all those splinters off of Ame’s back. Would have made for a much more awkward ride.
Speaking of awkward, the fruit bird was hopping alongside Ame and Hotaru, often not paying attention to its surroundings and bumping into things or tripping into the mud. But it seemed intent on staring at the pair and making conversation, regardless. “So, you are Hotaru,” It stated, nodding as if it were sure to memorize the name. “My name is… Umm… I think it’s Momo… probably.”
“‘Probably’?” Hotaru repeated with a curious eyebrow. Maybe fruit birds didn’t have much use for names?
“Umm, I don’t… remember a lot of stuff, so I don't know... But if I think up a name, ‘Momo’ is the first name I think of, and it just seems to make sense! So that’s why I think it’s my name!” The way the fruit bird spoke reminded Hotaru a lot of a small child, like someone in primary school. It was using simple words and expressions, but seemed to be struggling with the pronunciations, though not enough to be confusing.
Either way, it made Hotaru feel like she was talking with a little kid. And Hotaru hated having to deal with kids. Mainly because - “So how come you can’t walk, Hotaru?” - the inevitable barrage of questions. Answer one and ten more come your way. Refuse to answer and they’ll nag at you even more.
“Ah, well… I got hit by a car and broke my back, so…” The creature that could barely remember its own name probably didn’t know or remember what a car was. “It’s this huge metal thing that moves really fast because it’s on wheels…”
Momo let out a gasp “A car! That sounds dangerous! Why did it hit you? Was it hunting you!?! I think there’s stuff hunting me right now, so that makes us the same!”
“Huh? No, I just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, and it… just didn’t see me…”
“That sounds awful… I hope you can walk again soon!” Momo encouraged, not picking up in the growing lament and bitterness building up in Hotaru’s tone.
“...Yeah…” The young woman answered, looking away for a bit. Meanwhile, Amethyst turned its long neck, rubbing the side of its face against Hotaru’s while letting out what seemed to be a sad growl. Was it… trying to comfort Hotaru? All she was feeling was uncomfortable, and a little annoyed by it, but she supposed it was the thought that counted.
Present: Hotaru Inoue
Notes:
WC: 4340
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 9, 2022 14:46:47 GMT
“It’s right there…” Momo whispered, aiming her beak towards a large, wildflower off in the distance. Wait… that wasn’t just some flower, it was shaped kind of like a person… arms that ended in flowers and legs that ended in roots. It had its flowery parts… They were called stamen, or pistils, or something inappropriate-sounding like that, wrapped around an honest-to-god baby seal with a mohawk. “That’s the flower monster that got… whoever that is…”
“You want to save them and you don’t even know their name?” Hotaru clarified. Momo nodded as if it weren’t weird at all.
“Yep! They were really nice and I wanna save them! We didn’t remember our names, but I’m sure they’ll remember their names just like I remembered mine!” Momo explained as the trio of Hotaru, Ame, and Momo watched the flower monster drag the sea lion further and further away. The flower monster seemed to have trouble dealing with the sea lion’s weight. It didn’t seem very strong.
“That guy doesn’t seem so tough…” Hotaru commented. “I bet even I could take them on if someone were willing to throw me at them…” All of a sudden she felt her body shift as Ame hoisted her body up.
“No, no, no, I didn’t mean to literally throw me, idiot!” Hotaru blurted out in a hushed panic as Ame lowered her back down, grunting in what sounded like… disappointment. Jackass.
“Still… We should come up with some kind of attack plan… or something…” Hotaru commented, as if she knew what the hell she was doing. She was on some alien planet where dinosaurs didn’t talk but plants could, baby seals roamed swamps, and where birds were also fruit and… Hotaru couldn’t make any sense of the situation, so she just had to embrace the insanity and pretend it was all just some dream or something.
“I can’t really do much, but if you set me down, I can provide some kind of distraction, while Momo and Ame move in on it from opposite directions,” Hotaru explained as Ame set her down with her back to a tree again. Facing the completely opposite direction of the flower monster and the baby seal. “No, Ame, I need you to turn me-”
Hotaru’s voice cut off when Ame let loose a furious roar and charged right out of Hotaru’s sight and presumably towards the flower monster. She couldn’t see what happened, but she did see Momo jump excitedly jump for joy.
“Halt! Who goes there… OH GOD NO!” A soft voice screamed out as she heard Ame let out another roar.
“Yeah!” Momo exclaimed as Hotaru heard a rather squishy thud. “Don’t let up! Kick him in the face!”
“Oh god, not my face!!!” The flower monster screamed before another thud.
“Now hit him with the log!” Momo encouraged, hopping back between feet in excitement. Hotaru could hear the creaking of wood, followed by the splintering sound of a large branch breaking, then followed by the flower monster’s unintelligible screams of agony. “Whoohoo!” Momo giggled like a giddy schoolgirl as Ame stepped back into view, carrying an unconscious baby seal in one hand, and dragging what could only be described as a flowery mess behind it.
“Right… good teamwork, everyone…” Hotaru said, half-heartedly raising a victorious fist in the air. Ame grunted in acknowledgment.
Present: Hotaru Inoue
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WC: 4897
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 9, 2022 17:21:41 GMT
A little while longer, the baby seal woke up in Ame’s arms as the trio remained chilling while the flower monster remained, occasionally letting out a pained groan, but otherwise unconscious. It stuck its tongue out, nearly gagging as if it had a horrible taste in its mouth.
“Man…” The seal murmured aloud. Of course this thing could talk, too. “Had my mouth open when Floramon used that sleepy pollen of his… Guess having that awful taste doesn’t stop you from getting sleepy!” The seal let out a light laugh as it took a look around its surroundings. “Oh hey, it’s the Guilmon and Pomumon from earlier! And… Oh, look! A human! That’s a surprise!”
“Hey,” Hotaru greeted, staring intently at the mohawked sea creature. It seemed a little more mature than Momo, and most definitely more talkative than Ame. Maybe this one would know or remember stuff! “I’m Hotaru Inoue, and this Momo, and the purple one is Ame.”
“Hello, Miki! Thanks for helping me earlier!” Momo added, while Ame just let out what Hotaru supposed was a friendly grunt.
“Well it’s nice to meet you all!” The sea creature replied with a friendly smile. “I’m a Gomamon that goes by the name of Miki! Miki Ta… Ta… Uh… that’s weird…” The smile faded as Miki Ta-whatever looked distraught. “Can’t really remember the last part! Sorry!”
“I guess it’s okay if you can’t remember, Miki…” Hotaru answered. How else was she supposed to answer!? “There seems to be a lot of forgetfulness going around.”
“I can’t remember much, either!” Momo added again. “I wonder if we were just born!”
“At Rookie-level?” Miki responded. “I don’t think that makes a whole lotta sense… Besides, I got this feeling like there’s a whole lotta stuff I can’t remember, so I don’t think that we were just born…”
“Oh…” Momo answered, dejected. “I… I don’t have that feeling at all…”
“Well… Maybe you just forgot?” Miki answered, patting the fruit bird on the back. “I’m sure it’ll all come back to us eventually, don’t you worry!” The both of them nodded and smiled.
“Excuse me…” Hotaru interrupted, raising her hand for no particular reason. “But you’re all saying a bunch of stuff that’s not making any sense to me. I know I’m probably asking the wrong crowd considering your collective memory loss, but can someone fill me in on what’s going on?”
Miki blinked a couple of times before laughing again and nodding. “Ah, sorry! I felt like I was about to remember something! I think that I was… no, that can’t be right… I’m a Digimon…” The Gomamon grumbled to itself for a little bit. “Anyways, I think that I must have met a human who was new to the Digital World and stuff before, so this feels kinda nostalgic… I think!”
Hotaru was silent as the Gomamon let out a laugh for the umpteenth time. “Digital… World?”
Laugh number umpteen plus one. “Hoo boy! I got a lotta stuff to explain! So strap yourself in, sister!”
Present: Hotaru Inoue
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WC: 5403
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 11, 2022 3:25:30 GMT
“I see…” Hotaru muttered once again, crossing her arms. “Digimon… Digital World… Digivices… Digiheadaches… Digiconfused…”
“I think you may have made those last two up, Hotaru!” Momo commented, giggling.
“Can you blame me!?” The human girl snapped back. “This is all kind of a big deal, and if I weren’t in the middle of some weird… swamp place surrounded by you guys I’d be telling you that you’re a crazy person!”
“It is a whole lot, isn’t it?” Miki admitted, hard at work on her little project, tying a bundle of sticks together with strands of hopefully poison-free ivy. The fact that she was able to do so without anything resembling opposable thumbs was probably the most impressive feat of all, though. “But it’s only natural that you’d have a culture shock since you wound up here by accident, you know? The real problem isn’t that you don’t believe what we’re telling you, it’s just that nothing is making sense to you. It’s probably best if you just went with the flow until you can get used to things around here. Things’ll only start making sense once you’re aware of how things work!”
That all sounded… entirely reasonable. So much so that Hotaru couldn’t even give a grumpy response. “Hmph. I guess so,” She responded, instead. And as she did so, Miki let loose a sigh of relief.
“Alrighty!” She proclaimed, clapping her fin-hands together, clearly proud of her quick little project. “I think it’s good to go, boss!”
“‘Boss’?” Hotaru repeated, as Miki and Amethyst helped the girl into Miki’s little creation, a little sled made from sticks and vines, folded up to give her a little back support. It was a little shaky, but considering how quickly the sea creature had made it, she wasn’t going to complain. The makeshift sled also used some long vines that Amethyst wrapped to itself as a harness, as the big purple dino dragged Hotaru along the ground with minimal effort as Miki and Momo walked alongside her.
“So… What do you think?” Miki asked with an expectant smile. Hotaru had people bend over backwards for her before, but this felt different somehow. Holding open a door or holding her groceries or something was more demeaning to the girl than helpful, but what Miki did went way beyond that. It didn’t feel like pity so much as just genuinely wanting to help out when she was in need.
So Hotaru was a little taken aback to give a smarmy answer. “It’s… it’s good. Thanks…” Wow. Hotaru didn’t think that she had experienced this much real gratitude since… ever, really. “Anyways, if I’m going to just ‘go with the flow’, like you said, what exactly what should we do?”
“Well… since things are a little tricky and there are more of those monsters chasing after us, I figure we can try and find as many of the other Digimon that escaped with us!” Miki stated. “Since you’re here now, I have a feeling things’ll work out just fine!”
“But how exactly am I supp-” Hotaru stopped herself before taking a deep breath. Just go with the flow. Don’t question everything… “I guess… we’ll just look for your friends…”
“Friends?” Miki repeated. “Oh, I don’t think I’ve ever met them before. But helping them just seems like the right thing to do, you know?” Miki offered a friendly smile as Hotaru reluctantly agreed. In all honesty, the girl was weak against these kinds of positive-attitude people.
Present: Hotaru Inoue
Notes:
WC: 5985
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 11, 2022 3:25:41 GMT
And everything from there on could only be described as a montage. Thanks to Miki’s ability to summon little floating fishies, finding the others was a breeze. There was a butterfly Digimon, a Morphomon by the name of Arisa who seemed to be harassing a Floramon, instead of the other way around. She would constantly throw powder at the flower Digimon to annoy them, and by the time Hotaru’s group arrived the Floramon was just as easy to handle as the last one. Arisa was a little clingy, and her greeting hug was a little bit too long for Hotaru’s preference, but she seemed pleasant enough.
After that, they found a bunny-dog like Digimon, a Terriermon by the name of Emmy. She was hiding out from a couple of Floramon looking for her, but the group were able to make contact and take the enemy flower Digimon out. And thanks to that, Emmy was able to guide them where a yellow Shoutmon named Elly had been captured and rescued her as well.
And from then on, the seven Digimon were able to find another group of three Digimon, a Wormmon named Midori and a Hawkmon named Kirara were being accosted by another group of Floramon, and a pink-feathered angel child had arrived to rescue them. They had already taken care of the Floramon by the time Hotaru’s group arrived. That made ten of them total, and according to Miki’s information, there were still two more Digimon out and about, a black cat and a white cat.
But right when they were about to go looking for them, they became surrounded by yet another group of Floramon!
“I’ve never liked flowers and stuff before, but I think I’m gonna be holding a grudge against flower gardens at this point…” Hotaru muttered as Amethyst let out an annoyed growl.
“Yeah, it’s gettin’ to be a little annoying, isn’t it?” Miki agreed in her annoyingly agreeable way.
“But we’re almost together!” Momo stated. “We just have to break past this group, find the last two Digimon, and then we can all escape from this swamp together!”
“W-we’ll try not to slow you down too much…” Midori the Wormmon said, shivering in place. And it definitely didn’t look like excitement. But she was comforted by the Terriermon.
“No… we definitely won’t slow you down!” Emmy stated, a fierce determination in her eyes, before they flickered back to uncertainty. “...Probably…”
“With this many enemies, there’s no way that Kirara won’t get a chance to shine!” The Hawkmon that referred to herself in the first-person declared. That wasn’t going to be annoying to read or write in the slightest!
Meanwhile, the silent angel Digimon patted the quiet Shoutmon on the back in a comforting gesture. Elly the Shoutmon swallowed a courageous gulp of courage and opened her mouth. “Umm… I… I… I’ll help too!”
“My oh my… so many monsters after us! We must be very cute to have such brutes wanting to being capturing us all the time, no?” Arisa stated, giggling as if there weren’t any tension going on at all.
“We… won’t… let you… leave…” A deep voice announced from the background. Suddenly, what looked like several dead or dying trees came to life, as four Woodmon had encircled the group, in addition to the swarm of rookie-level Digimon.
“Oh. That might be a problem…” Miki admitted once she saw the four champion-level Digimon approach. However, two more figures leaped from the trees and landed besides Hotaru and her group. A black cat and a white cat.
The black cat looked at Hotaru with an almost annoyed glare. “Human. I’ve been watching you for a while now, and shouldn’t you be using that Digivice you have there to power up all these Digimon you got? So far, you’ve been kind of useless.”
“Th-that’s not true!” Miki retorted. “She’s just been kind of… use-impaired…”
“Oh, but we should probably get her out of the way, since things are going to be kind of… messy.” The white cat stated in a casual tone, as if she were about to be taking out the trash or something.
And as quiet as she had always been, the angel Digimon moved up behind Hotaru, and lifted the girl up in the air, as Hotaru’s Digivice had begun to emit a familiar light…
Present: Hotaru Inoue
Notes:
WC: 6709
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 11, 2022 3:25:53 GMT
As the angel Digimon held her afloat, Hotaru’s Digivice, her Xros Loader, rather, let off a thousand effervescent strands of light as they spread out and spun around the ten Digimon gathered in place. The strands of light wound around each other, creating a rainbow web that connected the various Digimon together.
The black and white cat Digimon were first, as they seemed the most into it. They jumped together while the strands surrounded them and formed a cocoon of light that burst out. In their place stood a single cat Digimon, not much larger than the two of them, though it had much more intense features. White with black stripes, and pale green eyes with crosses for irises, it looked on towards the several Woodmon and plethora of Floramon with what seemed like casual indifference, though there was a certain predatory menace to its movements.
Secondly, there was Miki and Momo. The aquatic beast and the fruit bird merged together, and bursting out from their cocoon was a massive walrus with incredibly shaggy, pink fur and a pointed horn on the top of its head. For as big and brutish as it appeared, its magenta eyes narrowed towards the group of plant-based enemies with a calculating gaze.
After that were Emmy and Elly, the golden girls forming together and bursting out into perhaps one of the more odder beings of the group. It was a larger, bulky bunny dressed in denim jeans. Its golden fur shone brightly in the sunlight, while it pointed its pair of gatling guns that seemingly functioned as hands towards its enemies. It lacked the nervousness of the two girls; instead, all that seemed left was their determination.
Next, were Kirara and Midori, their bodies merging together, and perhaps forming the strangest being of them all… in the fact that it looked almost human. Dressed in what looked like some kind of lingerie ending up in large, heavy-looking boots, the only thing making it look different from a human was the pair of large butterfly wings on its back. The fairy-like creature spun in place, letting loose a flurry of glittering light before striking a pose, looking like it was almost begging to be the center of attention.
And finally, there was Amethyst and Arisa. The dinosaur and butterfly merged together… just to form an even bigger purple dinosaur. Looking much more intense, it looked like this new dinosaur grew a head of silver hair and a pair of blades sticking out of the side of its arms. It grinded its sharp teeth together and let out a growl that did nothing to hide its absolute rage at the moment.
Hotaru’s Xros Loader lit up, showing a status screen of sorts for each of the larger, much more powerful Digimon that appeared before her. “Meicoomon, Ikkakumon, Galgomon, Fairimon, and Growmon…” Hotaru read aloud, as the angel Digimon holding her aloft ascended up even further.
The enemy plant Digimon looked taken aback from their prey’s sudden transformations, and Hotaru didn’t have to be a tactical genius, or even know much about Digimon at all in order to realize that she and her gang had the upper hand at this moment. “Everyone,” She announced after clearing her throat. “It’s time to attack!”
Present: Hotaru Inoue
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WC: 7254
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 14, 2022 20:46:09 GMT
With the four Woodmon and the horde Floramon taken by surprise, it was Hotaru’s turn to take the offensive. And leading the charge was, of course, the glittering blue Fairimon.
“Accel Boost… Speed Cyclone!!!” She yelled out for no particular reason, soaring high into the air, then straight down into the crowd of the Floramon. She flashed a smile towards the unsuspecting rookie-level crowd before she spun around and created a vacuum of wind, drawing in all the smaller flower creatures in as the fairy Digimon struck at them all at once. The Floramon were sucked in, then just as quickly battered back, scattering out in all directions.
And through a field of flying flowers was Ikkakumon, charging ahead and slamming into one of the large wooden monsters with his own bulky body. Not only that, but a group of floating fishies flew in and battered the Woodmon along with Ikkakumon. The big walrus’s charge was enough to drive the Woodmon back, though it wasn’t enough to topple the tree Digimon. Even so, the two large Digimon were kept in a deadlock for the moment.
Meanwhile, the Galgomon aimed their guns towards another one of the Woodmon, the many barrels glowing with a bright golden light. “Golden… Circus!” They cried out as a dozen rays of light and battered the Woodmon, one after the other. The Woodmon was caught off guard by the blast as he let out a roar of pain and fury. Still, it looked like the big, bulky wooden Digimon had plenty of strength left. Still, using that attack seemed to have left the Galgomon slightly drained, as they looked pained just from firing off that attack.
And not to be outdone, the Meicoomon stood in front another Woodmon, pointing their hands towards them much like Galgomon did. In addition, they seemed to glitter much like Fairimon was. “Accel Boost… Golden Circus!” They yelled, as the shadows around them formed into an image reminiscent of the gun-toting bunny and let loose a similar barrage of golden lights, blasting into their target Woodmon. The wooden Digimon let loose a similar howl of pain as he fell to the ground from the small cat’s barrage. Whatever it did, it seemed it was quite a bit more effective than the original user, as the Meicoomon gave the Galgomon a cocky, almost condescending grin.
And for the fourth and final Woodmon, the Growmon looked more than capable of taking them on. They spread their arms out wide, the blades on their arms glimmering like steel before they charged the Woodmon and slashed across their wooden body. The Woodmon let out a cry of pain as an x-shaped tear was ripped into their face.
With all of that done with, Hotaru’s group had gotten off a good deal of damage for what basically amounted to a sucker punch! Ikkakumon managed to lock one Woodmon in place, while Fairimon was able to suppress the large crowd of the Floramon. Both Meicoomon and Galgomon managed to really blast one Woodmon each, giving a quick demonstration of their new powers and abilities. And Growmon had also made a rather scarring first impression as well!
Present: Hotaru Inoue
Notes:
WC: 7783
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Post by Hotaru Inoue on Apr 14, 2022 20:49:03 GMT
But their initial surprise was over, and it was time for the swamp-dwelling Digimon to unleash their counterattack. The Floramon all began to pick themselves back up into their feet as the four Woodmon seemed better prepared to attack first.
The first Woodmon wrapped its arms around its Ikkakumon opponent, vines wrapping around and nearly strangling its fuzzy opponent. Ikkakumon let out a gurgling sound as they squirmed in place from the Woodmon’s stranglehold.
The second and third Woodmon got their bearings and slammed their wooden trunk-like hands into the ground as a series of wooden spikes shot out from the ground straight towards their opponents. The Meicoomon managed to leap up into the air and safely avoid the move, but the Galgomon had a different plan in mind. “Golden… Refrain!” They cried out, pointing their hand out and firing off a golden beam that blew away the encroaching spikes and blasting away the Woodmon even further.
And finally the fourth and final Woodmon didn’t seem to do anything fancy. It seemed to use its heavy trunks to lay into the purple dinosaur in front of them, slamming the dino with a barrage of sharp, splintery punches. Growmon grit their teeth as they took the Woodmon’s attack, but they weren’t prepared for the swarm of Floramon to approach from behind and lash the dinosaur’s back with their vines. This surprise attack caused Growmon to scream out in anguish.
But the Growmon wouldn’t have it any other way. All the pain and fury the dino Digimon had just experienced focused into their blades as they unleashed a single blade strike into the Woodmon, nearly cleaving the Digimon in two. The Woodmon looked shocked, then horrified, before finally realizing what had happened to them and let out a guttural scream of agony.
Meanwhile, as the Meicoomon landed they slammed their paws into the ground, much like the Woodmon that had just attacked them. And like the Woodmon, a barrage of wooden spikes shot out towards their wooden foe. But unlike the small cat, the Woodmon wasn’t nearly nimble enough to avoid their own attack as they got pummeled by spike after spike, chipping their lower body a good bit.
And as for Ikkakumon, the walrus Digimon didn’t look like they were having such a successful time. They were bound by the Woodmon’s hold, and weren’t in a position to use their big, bulky body to their advantage. Or rather, that’s only what it looked like. “Sprouting Torpedo!” Ikkakumon yelled, their body glittering in a blue energy, and their horn firing off the top of their head like a missile, firing high into the air, descending down and down… and landing right behind the Woodmon and digging into the soft ground. A miss!
The Woodmon let out a mocking laugh as they strengthened their grip, trying to crush their foe further. Which meant they didn’t even notice the large flower that bloomed from the spot Ikkakumon had struck. The flower then let loose a barrage of mini-torpedoes, pelting the Woodmon’s back. The laughs turned into screams as the Woodmon was shocked enough to loosen its grip enough for Ikkakumon to escape. But it seemed that Woodmon's woes weren’t about to end just yet. Small fruits suddenly grew from its body, as if seeds had been planted within them. The fruits began to glow, then suddenly exploded in a concussive burst that damaged the Woodmon further!
And to make matters even worse for the weary Woodmon, they suddenly got struck from behind yet again! “Slip Stream!!!” This time, it was an angry Fairimon driving her boot into her foe. “Hey! Why is everyone ignoring me!?”
Present: Hotaru Inoue
Notes:
WC: 8394
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