Digital Disaster

The little baby Digimon peered out of Porter.

"Bad thing gone?"

"Bad thing gone!"

And so Hotaru and Yang began to start their little game on the guy.

"Wha- put me down! GAUGH! AGAGAHAHAGHUFGHETGGY."

"That's about enough. Any more and I won't be able to get my information."

Just then, great, clunky footsteps would enter the fray.

A giant, hulking collosus.

A Machine Dragon Digimon, and beside him was a ghost-like person.

"Th- th- is that, Yuugo? From Zaxon?"

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"Ah, I see you've had a run-in with the Demons Hackers. I've been investigating Jimiken's subordinates myself. Still... did you all really defeat them with only Tokomon and Guilmon as your Digimon? To call your potential promising would be an understatement....

... it seems that most of you lack your own Digimon. And from what I heard from one of my agents...

... you're all part of a bigger group that also all lacks them. Sounds like a recipe for a mass-ceremony, doesn't it? Hmmm..."

The strange person hands them some kind of link.

"Return to your group and hand everyone this URL when possible. Whether you come or reject... well, you'll see. You can access links through the circular pads lying around."

The ghostly person seemed to be almost ready to leavep, then looks to the tied up, abused man.

"... still need him?"

"No! No! They don't need me!"

(Red's Guilmon is still pixels but uh it doesn't matter now just turn back or some shit yea)

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The golden mechanical being would begin to have molten patches form on his body once again. No matter how many formed, it would continue to trudge on, this time settling for jolts of electricity raining from its palms! Revy's bullets would begin to puncture the molten-coated areas of the golden robot.

The Golden Gears, on the other hand, would conduct the electricity and redirect it back as fireballs at the pikachu, yet the Pikachu's lightning seemed to cause some of the golden gears to spin faster. Maybe... just maybe...

The Golden Gear armada were struck with a wide array of physical attacks. It took a few hits from each, but what worked worked. A few of such gears appeared before Tom & Jerry before spinning their gears rapidly to spew a fur-singing fire tornado!

In order to take out the recently-summoned Ifriti, the gears would create a rather large fire tornado to suck them in. Mortis' attempts would cleave their numbers as well, but by how much? The strange blood-hued arcane bolts would knock them from the sky, like that Duck Hunt game with the ducks.

Plotmon - like - the very first Plotmon you all saw in the Roleplay - spoke in response to Jak & Daxter getting theirs.

"Oh yay... more Plotmon... I'm gonna need to draw a moustache on myself aren't I? There's so many of us... I don't even have the opposable thumbs to hold a marker. Ah well. DESTRUCTION CANNON."

A giant sphere was shot through the armadas of golden gears.

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"Buzz! Buzz!"

One particular little one buzzed around Ochaco.

"Buzzy buzzy buzz!"

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Ochaco's smile broadened as the little creature continued to buzz about, holding out both of her palms as if to allow the digital monster a place to land. "Aren't you the cutest!" Her smile transformed into an infectious giggle, looking about to the others.

"How many of you are there?" She wondered aloud, trying to do a mental count. "Buzz buzz~ buzz buzz~!" She imitated, not having to try hard to be friendly.

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Bob the Pikachu

Bob was not all shocked when instead of shocking them, it seemed to be powering them up and Bob barely had time to dodge the fireballs being sent. It was so close, it stung his fur and burned off some. Bob winced in pain as he continued moving, choosing to attack the electric foes with a quick attack, hoping that a normal attack would be somewhat effective. He was starting to get tired and they were clearly overwhelmed. Even Blackon’s fire breath was starting to slow down. Suddenly just as they were naught of being overwhelmed, a stream of ice hit the magnets, freezing them. Then an ice cold looking SnowAgumon appeared in front of them, somehow the digimon had been freed and then gunshots sounded as bullets flew toward the magnets and Bob. A young human female with a half-burnt face, holding a white handgun.

Crow Crow​
 
Tenshi Hinanawi|Backtracking

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Crow said:
"Ah, I see you've had a run-in with the Demons Hackers. I've been investigating Jimiken's subordinates myself. Still... did you all really defeat them with only Tokomon and Guilmon as your Digimon? To call your potential promising would be an understatement....

... it seems that most of you lack your own Digimon. And from what I heard from one of my agents...

... you're all part of a bigger group that also all lacks them. Sounds like a recipe for a mass-ceremony, doesn't it? Hmmm..."

The strange person hands them some kind of link.

"Return to your group and hand everyone this URL when possible. Whether you come or reject... well, you'll see. You can access links through the circular pads lying around."
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"I guess we're retracing our steps..." Tenshi said calmly, a little confused - so they were the Demon Hackers? And whoever this was already is aware of 'everyone' in this entire mess? That's a lot of quick information; and to varying degrees of value... Getting ones own Digimon however, Tenshi thought to herself. 'Alright, so these things are Digimon... I wonder what I'll get...' She thought in a droning sort of way, genuinely curious. Upon being handed the link, and advertised to the 'circular pads', Tenshi began heading off to try and find what was advertised, walking and doing what she wants at her own pace. "Alright, keep up if you want, I'm going travelling!" She boasted as she began to retrace her steps back where she and the others came from, on the look out for one of these circular pads that were spoken of, seeming pretty relaxed and taking this well and not caring about the bound up man that was left behind. Tenshi would ultimately be far ahead of the group she was with just then, wanting to keep in motion.
Details
Link to CS: Here!
Hex Code: #2969B0
Status (physically): Slowly recovering
Status (mentally/emotionally): Fine
Powers: Earth manipulation
Items: Sword of Hisou (formless and can see into spirits)
Course of action: Retrace the path one took
Interactions: Crow Crow (GM)
Mentions: None
Actually Nearby: @BeyondArea
In Group: Zerulu Zerulu , Veradana Veradana , Damafaud Damafaud , @Alpha007, marc122 marc122 , Jeremiah Jeremiah , Zamasu Zamasu , CocoaMarshmallow CocoaMarshmallow , Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara , Nightwisher Nightwisher , @AnyoneElseIForgot
 
"Goddamnit!" Saburo spat, dodging fire attacks from the gear-shaped creature with some success, being surprisingly athletic on his feet as the Keramon followed him.

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"How the hell am I supposed to fight that thing?" He sighed, doubt his Duel Monsters would work when he looked down at Coco. "Got it." He stated, looking through the cards. "I summon Temporal Machine Deity Tzaphion." He states, the large monster appearing.

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20ft in size like the last one he summoned, Saburo commanded it to attack the Solarmon.

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Spinning it's hand in mid-air, a torrent of water rushed at the Solarmon, hitting it.

"Now, Coco!" He shouted, hoping to have distracted the gear-shaped Digimon.

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"Bug Blaster!" The Keramon shouted, firing 2 bolts at the Solarmon.

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Dismas​
Stress: 20/200, Normal​
Physical Status: OK​
Actions: Calculating​
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"Kid, look, dunno what to tell you but hanging around here isn't gonna find out wherever the hell we are."
Dismas's voice wasn't angry, but it was most definitely concerned. Something was wrong, very wrong. The highwayman turned around and saw that the majority of the group had moved on. Dismas spared a good look at the tiny monsters, noting he had never seen them before.
"Where the bloody hell is everybody-"
Dismas then saw the zone ahead (the black market), and the playground area ahead.
Hrm. Could be worth investigating either.
"Hmmmmm... so that's why they're gone-off investigating other areas..."
The former robber turned to the orange-haired girl, and quickly spoke.
"Right. It seems there's more ahead-that area back there-"
Dismas pointed at the Black Market area.
"And the area past whatever this is."
Then at the area past the playground.
"So... you have a specific destination in mind? I say we visit the area back there."
Dismas resumed pointing at the Black Market. Normally the Highwayman would just call the shots to head to the Black Market but Dismas wasn't going to risk angering someone from a different world. Best play it polite.
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John would groan once more as the robot Digimon continued to trudge forward, eyes narrowing as it did so. "Is there any killing this son of a bitch!?" He shouted, mostly to himself, as he watched continue on. Some of the others were dealing with the strange gear shaped Digimon. That was good. He looked upwards and noticed Revy coordinating her fire in the molten holes his Digimon's fire left, noticing that now that it had identifiable weak points, it would be easier to take down.

"Yeah, that's what I'm doin', lady!!" John shouted in response to Revy as he raised his gun again. His Dead-Eye had refilled, though not much. It was enough to at least get the job done, he hoped. With his revolver raised once more, he took aim at their foe, and suddenly the world around him turned brown once again.



THUMP THUMP

Once more, John could hear the sound of his heartbeat as time stopped around him. His gun was held high, and he knew there was no backing down here. It was now or never. His head turned to Revy, who was raining down bullets upon their metallic foe like hellfire.

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KER-PLINK

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Like clockwork, five more distinct markers that only John could see were lined throughout the golden robot's body. Each marker was placed over one of the burned holes he had melted inside of him by his Digimon's heat. Once they were all set, John steadied his breathing after another moment, pulled the hammer of his revolver back with his thumb, and without warning...

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG

Just like last time, John would slam his index finger down on the trigger of his revolver. Five distinct shots ran out simultaneously, each one happening less than a second after the last. What culminated was a cacophony of bullets, the culmination of both Revy's and John's shots all being fired at once. John hoped that this would be enough to finally take the bastard down, because he wasn't sure how much he had left in him for this particular fight.

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At his last words to her she nodded quicker before running over to the cage that held the Plant she was looking at earlier. The cage was already open and the one she mentally claimed seemed to be trying to sneak away from the chaos. No matter, Lottie wrapped her arms around the creature and it didn’t give much of a fight. For the first time after the near death encounter the girl could use her voice box again. She nervously laughed as she brought her knees up to her chest and sandwiched the Plant between her chest and her legs.

“Y’all can talk right?”Lottie asked as she looked over at the fight. Without giving the Digimon time to respond she opened her mouth again, “Do you have a name, darlin’? I’mma call you Flower!” Lottie shifted into a criss-cross-applesauce position as she held her Flower up from below its arms, like the Lion King scene. “You have special powers right?? What can ya doooo?”she started wiggling the plants body around.

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With a reluctant sigh she ceased her thoughts of escaping, putting up with the talkative female for now.

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  • While Fluffington the Mighty was being carried by Lyle, she was content to take in the sights and sounds of the new area, She had seen nothing like this on the island, not even in Distortion World! People were talking about things, but she didn't care enough to pay attention. Oh, those weird Pokemon where in cages! Fluffington the Mighty feels nostalgia overcome her as she remembered the time she got to sleep in a cage, bat when she was a smol fluffy baby Eevee, training at The Gym. "Ahhhh, good times."
    She reminiscences to herself. Suddenly, Lyle launches the Shiny Pokemon at the foes across from them, and she bounces off like a piece of cotton. She smacks against one of the cages, and bounces off. She shakes her head to reorient herself, and notices a giant creature has joined the battle. "Woah, what is that? Obviously a Dragon/Steel type! BRING IT ON!!!!"
    The fluffy idiot then proceeds to charge at the massive mechanical dragon. With surprising speed for one of her size, Fluffington the Mighty makes a flying Tackle at the things chest.


 
And that was all it took to finish the fight. They’d destroyed the two giant monsters, and…also the other man. There were no bodies remaining of any of the three. The Ogremon growled something about reincarnation as he disappeared. Still, these people had saved her life, and the lives of the little creatures, who were now hopping out of the blue-haired man’s mech and bouncing around their feet. She looked up at her captive, about to start asking him just what he wanted with them, and what he meant by their Accounts, and turning the babies into malware.

Suddenly the ground started shaking.

This guy who emerged was the very image of the word “suspicious”, but given the size and apparent strength of his monster, if he really wanted to kill them he could have done so right away. If he were working with the muggers, Jimiken Gang, she thought he’d called them, then he could have stepped in before those two had gotten overwhelmed, unless he’d been hoping for Hotaru and the others to “dispose” of them for whatever reason. They didn’t have much reason to trust this guy, but with nowhere else to go from here, could they take the chance at an ambush in the next area? With their combined strengths, they could hopefully manage that threat. Let the guy deal with the gang member; they’d get their information too, somehow.

The blue-haired woman had already wandered off on her own, and the blue-haired man was somewhat…no, really bloodthirsty. She hadn’t intended to kill any of them. Honestly, she wasn’t sure what her plan was, other than escape with all her limbs intact. Still, she owed them all thanks for coming to help, whatever their reasons were. Hotaru turned to face the others.

“Um…, excuse me” she clenched the handle of her bag, trying to not look away from the others, “I just want to say that…,” he voice almost faltered, “I really appreciate you all helping there. I was um, really worried that I wouldn’t make it back to the park.”

Her body was still shaking. She really wasn’t the most capable fighter. It would have been a lot better for her, and for the others, if she could have been farther back, trying to Scan the aggressive digimon, but for that, she couldn’t fight alone.

The blonde seemed the most normal, likely a strictly physical fighter, but you couldn’t tell something like that just from a single fight. Takemi-senpai used magic right until she could get close enough to beat the enemies’ kneecaps in…, at least, the ones that had kneecaps. It wasn’t right to chart people into either being strong fighter, or not. More important was whether or not they’d be able to get along well enough to work together at such short notice. They didn’t exactly have a lot of options, but was it so wrong to want to be choosy about your allies? In the end, Hotaru talked herself out of the circle, and approached the blonde.

“ah, h-hello, I’m Hotaru Fujioka,” she bowed, and tried not to mumble, “You were really strong back there, and I was wondering,” she shifted her bag from hand to hand, and back again, “Would you like to work together while we’re here, please?”


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I can't recall exactly how the encounter with the squid itself happened, but I can tell you how the day went up to that point. I had just returned from a very...interesting escapade in Noatun, Ammy greeted me at the door with a tackle and a face full of dog kisses, Trish and Silvia were constantly meowing for treats, and Claire was giving me the coldest shoulder a cat can give.

Thennnn something broke. Loudly. Naturally I went to go investigate, finding a busted in window with no visible culprit. Now, I'm no expert on this kind of thing, but you usually don't think of "giant cephalopod" when you come to find damage like this. So of course I'm surprised when a tentacle of all things grabs me by the ankle....and the neck...alright, I could go on for a while on how firmly this thing chose to grasp me before wrenching me from my home.

Next thing I see when I come to the world of the woken is a rapidly approaching floor. I of course panic, immediately looking for something low enough above me to grapple or grab onto. Nothing. Oh fuck me, this is not how the great Luka Redgrave dies! I awkwardly cover my head, hoping maybe that'll lessen the chance of my death even slightly.

Then I nonchalantly land on my feet with not even a shudder of the knees. Wait, what? How far down had I fallen anyways? I pulled my arms away from my face, and quickly found more important things to think about rather than how that fall had been survivable. "Holy shit..." I whispered under my breath, looking around the playground scenery, making two things clear to me.

  1. I definitely was not where I was before.
  2. I definitely was not alone.
  3. I certainly had arrived late to the party.
"What the hell is this place...?" I asked to no one in particular, looking around with some poultice of emotion involving awe.
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"SO YOU GOT ANY BRIGHT IDEAS, OLD MAN?"

Revy shouted back at the old man who was also shooting like crazy.

"Guile I need you to keep blasting that guy. Keep firing"
The obedient and convenient kept firing globs of fire at the golden machines.
Revy started focusing her fire on where she had started seeing holes open up. Hopefully she was able to crack open that shell with her raining lead down upon it.

The fight was pure hell for Revy. She wasn't used to dealing with things that won't die in one shot. It was all to alien to her. The environment, the people and the...monsters. They were otherworldly. Most of them resembled some sort of lizard or dinosaur but the others were a whole new story to her. No matter they were secondary as of now. For now Revy decided to focus on shooting the golden robot. The delivery woman had no idea that being thrown off a boat would land her in such a mess as this.

"I sure miss being back on the ship with Dutch and Rock. Even those idiots are preferable compared to this shit"

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Revy did not relent in her onslaught only pausing briefly to reload. She was a predator and that golden machine was its prey. Bullet by bullet Revy chipped away at it's armour.

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--super w.i.p. post cause I don't have much time and I still haven't figured out Wilson's code, but also because ManyFaces ManyFaces is going to kill me if I don't get this out ASAP--

Wilson falls from the sky and lands bottoms-first on Maxwell's curly fry spine. He observes the scenery, feeling discomfort at the homesickness the technological landscape invokes in him, but takes a moment to internally fawn over the Digimon -- assuming there are any, because the timeline of this post is insanely skewed, thank you for not having posted once during the last five fucking pages, MANY -- and briefly considers what kind of tools he could fashion from their biology, still somehow believing himself to be inside the Constant. He finally realizes he's sitting on Maxwell, gets up, and says "I'm surprised your frail, old twig of a spine wasn't powderized from the fall, Maxwell."
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Jak and Eco

Eco looked over at her master and looked up "What next?"
Jak turned to the little beast and frowned "Not the time to be making friends right now, Eco.."
Eco sighed "What's this all over my body, Jak?"
Jak turned and blinked, eco had suddenly come out of his palm, surrounding Eco's body as they began to question the sparks coming from their body.

Jak blinked, this was odd. He'd barely met the digimon yet this digimon had suddenly learned the ability to channel eco like he had.

"I feel weird, daddy Jak."
Jak turned to Eco and sighed.

Eco turned toward the Gears "You hurt my daddy, so I hurt you!"

Eco streaks showed up in the white fur of Eco to finally tell the difference between plotmon.


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It's fine, fellow Plotmon. Orange Lightning is my name ( Crow Crow ), Me and Eco will help you out, Plotmon!"

Hey! Don't take my job, Orange Lightnin'

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As dearly as the princess appreciated Jerry's attempt at saving her, it was clear that things weren't exactly going his way. With the sledgehammer in the cat's hand breaking off, Tutu quickly distanced herself from the monster with a twirl and a Grand jeté, an graceful leap into the air before she landed a few feet away from the beast. Having the princed Digimon in her arms made the technique a tad more difficult but for someone as experienced as Tutu, it didn't effect her performance in the slightest. The Lalamon however yelped in fear as she sprung from the enemy, writhing in her arms. It was clear that the little creature was not happy about it's situation. Once the ballerina's feet reached the floor the digimon immediately hopped out of her grasp. As it and the other digimon sent out a barrage of attacks on the group Tutu would have to continuously dodge using a plethora of twirls, twists, and jumps to move out of the way of incoming attacks. Lalamon would closely follow behind squeaking and screaming at every close call. Eventually the little guy had enough with invading and decided on a whim to go on the offensive. Separating from Tutu, the sprout like being faced the menacing horde of gears with fury in it's eyes. Despite not knowing any damaging attacks, the Lalamon seemed to brim with confidence as it began singing. The song was light and airy almost sounding like a whistle to the ears of those nearby. It took a few seconds for the girl to recognize what it sung but Tutu quickly figured it out to be Clair de lune, a classic.



With it's heavenly tune it'd attempt to lull the gigantic being to sleep as the song went on. Eventually the digimon finished its little show and quickly hopped right back into Tutu's arms. If all went according to plan then the members of the horde would fall into slumber thank's to Lalamon's singing. Just in case Tutu hurriedly hid for cover with the Lalamon still in her grasp.

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  • I searched for several minutes, finding neither a threat nor my coffee. I huffed. Well, there goes a dollar and eighty-five cents plus thirty minutes of my life. Thanks mister tentacle monster for doing that! Couldn’t have just nicely asked for me to come with you. No, instead you abducted and plopped me wherever ya thought was funny without my permission. There’s a thing called consent, ya know.

    My thoughts moved away from that rant as I continued to look about. Questions floated around in my mind, mainly on what was happening. Today I was the first day of my Guardian training. Once the tentacle beast situation has been resolved, if it was even still in the city, and I was found missing, the Confederacy would mobilize to find me and any other missing person. Hell, even they would send people out to find criminals if they didn’t show up to their probation officers. So, in theory, I could just wait till friendlies find me.

    Perks of living in a world where a person can spontaneously mutate into Eldritch Horrors. The government didn’t want the headache of an inter-dimensional incident on their hands. Just two problems. I had no idea how long it would take and waiting was boring.

    So I selected a random direction and began walking, eyes still scanning my surroundings for any threats and my coffee. The Blood within me churned, a telltale sign it was searching for other Blooded entities. However, due to my, er, partial nature, all it could do was angrily boil. Though, it could be a potential problem since, while it couldn’t detect other Blooded, other Blooded could detect me. However, I trusted God not to screw me over as I walked. For my trust, I was rewarded with the sweet song of battle reaching my ears. A grin spread across my face. Battle, fighting, conflict. Ways to inflict pain upon the world which has given me so much pain.

    But buzzkill, rational side reeled in my fighting urge. It scolded with the reason of not rushing headlong into battle when I didn’t know why it was happening. For all I know, it could be two gangs duking it out before the police rammed their asses into oblivion. It would be bad for my social record if I had to explain why half of them had to be sent to the emergency room again. So I simply trotted along the path, keeping alert incase the belligerents attacked me. I eventually sighted the battle in what appeared to be a creature markets of sorts. Unusual creatures, both strange and adorable, were stuffed into cages, some of which were smashed open.

    Scorch marks, blood, and bodies lay about the battlefield. Two groups fought one another, one mainly using those unusual creatures and the other consisting of the people from the playground. I gripped my scythe, half readying to jump into the fray to fight both sides. But once again, buzzkill, rational side reeled me in, chiding me that I had no practical reason to fight. In fact, it would prove disastrous as I didn’t know why this was happening. Next best thing I did though? I plunged my scythe into the ground and hopped onto its top end, using one foot to balance. From this height, I could better see what was happening. It appeared the playground group had an advantage. One of their foes were downed, but more were flooding in.

    But the way they fought was so crude. No organized strategy, little teamwork, and they seemed content on slapping each other about. This entire fight appeared more like a bar brawl than two sides duking it out. Just what caused such uncivilized fighting? And here I was watching with a grin on my face. Still, it was rather dull just watching this chaotic brawl.

    “Come on, my grandma can slap asscheeks better than y’all! Put more teamwork into your styles and communicate with your allies! Otherwise this just becomes a cliched anime fight scene!”

    Then someone started singing. My palm met my face. The tone and style of the song was calming as if it was trying to break up the fight instead of empowering their allies.

    “Oi, to whoever singing that calm song, that ain’t how you do it. This is how you do it!”

    Immediately I backflipped off my scythe, hands grabbing it as I spun mid-air and began my own war chant. A primal, animistic chant quaked the air as I leapt into the fighting, striking at anyone foolish enough to approach me through repeated slices meant to injure, not kill, and tossing insults whenever I could.Of course, my rational side was screaming at me, but I shoved it back into its room and locked the door. Ain’t no one going to stop me now!

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Parasoul was on the way of fighting more when Nik summoned a bunch of Ifrits to push the Golden Gears back. She could believe at what this man is capable of, even Umbrella is much more surprised. "What kind of sorcery does this man have?" She thought to herself.

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"Cool!" Umbrella is getting giddy with all of this happening at once. She wonders if Nik is more than just summoning and psi-stuff.

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    His blade entered the flesh cleanly. What he didn't expect was for the blade to exit the flesh clean. Lyle pulled his katana off the body. Instead of blood, gore, and internal organs, what came out was bluish cubes. Did he fail to kill the real person? However, the speechless stare thrown by a Digimon owner culled his doubt. Maybe it was people here that had cubes instead of blood inside, concluded Lyle (wrongly).

    "TEXTURE-"

    The fight! Lyle, caught off-guard by the lack of blood, turned to avoid the attack. Turning off [Spec] decreased his alertness by a notch. He smiled sheepishly at being saved by Tokomon... mainly because he didn't know how to feel about being called a 'mama'.

    Lyle turned off his Skills as the fight finished. The last slaver was taken down by the blond fighter and blue-haired girl. He sheathed his katana. One-fourth of his mana reserve was used. The largest expenditure came from summoning Porter. He opened the door to let the Digimons out. Their innocent exclamations made him smile.

    "Yes, bad thing gone. It's safe now." He glanced upward at Tokomon. He gave the Digimon a thumb up. "Good job!"

    Then suddenly, his [Map] caught something huge approaching. Lyle narrowed his eyes and activated [Search]. Yellow. Two of them. Lyle didn't unsheath his katana, but fire crackled between his fingers. The strange man did not seem to have bad intention. Lyle accepted the link warily. He didn't know what it was.

    From the group of fighters, two gave Lyle a familiar feeling. The black-haired and blonde-haired women. He was certain he never met them before, but... Lyle bit his lips. He pointed a finger at them.

    [Real Spec]

    The world suddenly exploded in a stream of information. Lyle gritted his teeth and forced the Skill to focus on the two women. He saw everything. Increased heart rate. Irregular breathing. Every muscle contraction. Pupils dilating. Then something more intangible. Power permeating through their body. Trace of power. Aura. Presence. When he compared them to past data of his encounter in the multiverse-

    Lyle coughed in a fit. He hastily turned off [Real Spec]. Without [Full Drive], the barrage of data was not something he could endure for long. With beads of sweat now rolling off his face, Lyle approached the two of them.

    "Blake..." he pointed at Yang. Then he pointed at Hotaru. "Persona -- cough, cough -- Takemi?"

    Blake and Takemi were fighters Lyle had encountered on his first contact with the multiverse. He was not too close with Blake, but Takemi had called her power Persona. He had gained an excerpt of Blake's power from their fight against Deathstroke, where Rin and Len had used the full potential of [Real Spec].

 
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Archer didn’t quite grasp the fact the fireballs were melting his bullets, he was more concentrated on getting out of the way of them, he effortlessly dodged to the side, missing the fireball by a lot. However it seemed the monster had been defeated, he didn’t see how so obviously assumed he was the one who did all the work, “Huh, I wonder how that would have played out of you guys didn’t have me.” Archer said smugly before noticing Tenshi had regained 3Dness.

Before he could talk to her though she had already started journeying on her merry way, not wanting to be left behind he jogged to catch up with her, “Hey, where are we going now?” He called it as he made ground, “And congratulations on regaining 3Dness.”

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Tokomon landed on Lyle's head. The little bugger was most happy at the results of victory.

"That's Machinedramon, my Digimon. He is only your enemy if I am your enemy," the ghostly person says as the Eevee collides with Machinedramon's chest, in which the giant Digimon just ignores the hit as Fluffington would fall to the ground. "That being said, it seems that we will meet again soon."

"If that's the case... You're coming with me," the ghostly person says as his giant metal dragon grabs the man wrapped in frost. "So, tell me what you were doing here?"

"Account Raids! By orders of my leader!"

"Specifics, please..."

And so they were off, signified by the heavy metal lug's clanking footprints.

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Explosions were seen from the golden robot's newly-formed holes as it began to fall, its eyes no longer displaying life, before turning back to cubes and returning to a device owned by its Master. Now all that's left was one fiery-

Huh?

The fire humanoid attacking Arthur was put under a sleep status condition thanks to the little sprout, and so were the various Golden Gears, as signified by their closed eyes, even if they were hovering in place.

Unfortunately, more came in their place. Was there no end to this madness?

Apparently, there was, as the the gears would begin to fall down, to the ground or off into the 'void'. They were no longer a threat.

"Ah! One hit my head!" Plotmon says.

"Good grief. Looks like you've got your hands full."

"Boss!" Tuffy would respond to the voice as he, riding on his previously-established steed, would rise from the... uh... ashes... of battle.

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"Thank you for reporting. I will take things from here," the ghostly person had a screen before them as he tapped on it, before said screen vanished. "I believe I know the group who started this chaos."

He looked at our cast with a smile.

"Impressive for greenhorns. I would call for a celebration, but I don't believe there's enough people. Tuffy, head back to Galacta Park. I believe they're still there. Gather them and bring them here."

"You got it Boss!"

With that, the mouse was off.

"But Yuugo, sir, these guys-"

"-were far too adventurous for their first day. I will settle damages and pay for any lost property."

"But-"

"I said, I will settle damages and pay for any lost property."

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The little buzzing thingy rubbed its face against Ochaco's in elation, before being astonised by a great trumpeting sound and dashing into her hair!

There is was, a tiny thing sounding a giant trumpet before keeping it away, then taking out some type of sizy scroll.



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"Attention everybody! It's me! Tuffy! Tuffy the Hacker! My boss has asked me to send you an invitation to your graaaaand graduation ceremony! Come on, follow me!"

You were following him, right?

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Through rhyme or reason, all our heroes would now be at the Black Market, before... uh...

... it wasn't easy to describe the chaos beyond a lot, a lot of broken cages and escaped beasts.

"Tokomon! Where'd you go? You can't just run off like that! Well... at least you were away from whatever happened here, because this place was the literal Dark Area for a while."

"Mama and friends fight bad human! Tokomon help a lot!"

"Ah, it seems that our budding Hackers have arrived. Quite the number," the ghostly person nods. "It seems that you have arrived in unfortunate circumstances. I have purchased their entire stock, for the sole purpose of giving you your Digimon. Now, I hear you don't have a Digimon Capture De-"

He looks to some others such as Red and the Jak-Daxter duo bonding with their new animalistic friends.

"- it seems that you do not need such a thing. Very well, its functions can be explained at a later period. Interesting... to see so many of what I would call Irregular Hackers in one place, if there are so many Irregulars, are they truly irregular anymore!"

It was now time to acquire your Digimon!

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Ochaco was definitely a little startled by the trumpet, but when the buzzing creature flitted off into her hair she made sure to pet it to make it feel calm. "Shh, shh, it's alright!" She cooed, looking to the one who called themselves a hacker and said something about a graduation ceremony.

Utterly confused, she piped up despite being around two other strangers. "Umm, graduation? What do you mean? I'm not a Third Year yet..." She mused, though she wasn't a ditzy-type of girl. Her eyes went to the Highwayman ( GearBlade654 GearBlade654 ) and the Cowboy ( FoolsErin FoolsErin ) as if expecting the strangers to have a better goal in mind.

When the creature in her hair stirred, she pulled it free and cradled it in her arms. "Do you want to go with us to the ceremony? It would be nice to go with someone friendly, right?"

An infectious smile is what she offered the creature, tilting her head happily.

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Benedict just merely watched the gun crumple up into a ball, if this was a scare attempt, it wouldn’t work. Did they know that Benedict couldn’t feel fear? “Ah.....You, Crumpled up my gun.....but can you.....do this.” Benedict said before pulling out a piece of paper, folding it into an origami giraffe. “Ah......I thought not, one is nothing if they can’t make an origami giraffe.” Benedict said as she ignored his origami, making him feel like gravity was going to crush him. Benedict scoffed as she commanded him to kneel, but Benedict was a tough cookie. No one orders Benedict to kneel like some sort of peasant. Benedict wouldn’t kneel, he merely stood there, barely flinching at the intense force of gravity on his shoulders as a now extinguished Josh stood at his side, his suit mysteriously perfectly clean.

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The Gardevoir blinked as Benedict resisted her psychic assault, and used his borrowed time to...craft an origami giraffe. Pangs of confusion broke her focus, and trying to find the right words to say in response resulted in a long pause between the two of them. Still, the Pokémon stood high above the tiny man, looking down on him with nothing but contempt.

The tiny,

insignificant little speck of a man,

with an almost cartoonish disposition and broken gun,

staring down a very angry and ancient Pokémon,

and offering it a crinkled piece of paper.

The Gardevoir erupted with scornful laughter. "It appears I overestimated you!" she mused, releasing her hold on Benedict, "Killing you would give me no more satisfaction than you've already given me. Go on then, play with your broken toys, human," she uttered the word steeped in disdain as she flattened Benedict's ball of scrap beneath her foot, and kicked it towards him. Passing Josh a wayward glance, the Gardevoir turned her back on him with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Not like you've much more time to~" she cackled, and beckoned Maggie to join her in following Tuffy's lead.

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Maggie

Maggie is confused. Was the Gardevoire playing around or not? She could tell by her tone that it was passively aggressive. Still, some mouse came up to the trio, telling them to come with him. Maggie nods, following him along with the Gardevoire and the sharply-dressed man. As they walked, Maggie turned her head at the Gardevoire and say "Hey...um...I'm Maggie. What's yours?"

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  • And the fighting ended just as I entered the fray. Aw, I was just getting started. But no matter, if the fighting was done, the fighting was done. I took a glance around to survey the damage. The ground was half destroyed with craters, cages had been smashed apart, and those creatures were scrambling about. No idea what they were, but quite a few of them talked in a language I understood as an old variant from some defunct nation. A few such creatures lay around me, cuts and gashes in their skin. They moaned in pain and dragged themselves away whenever I stepped too close to them. Heh, fear the Sunny Death. Fear meeee.

    I coughed as I cut that thought down.

    It did take a couple minutes for the fighting to truly die down, but in the end, some pale-skinned guy with 1s and 0s floating around him had everyone’s attention. Hell, some little mouse thing was leading more people into this market place. I recognized them from the playground. Ok, now I seriously had to ask myself what exactly was going on? I stumble across a battle in a market place, Albino Boy buys their entire stock to give us them(buy me a coffee if you want my heart boy), and now everything calmed down.

    I raised a hand and shouted to get Albino Boy’s attention.

    “Ok, I got a few questions first. Where are we, what is going on, and where are those tentacle things? If you’re in league with them, you owe me a coffee.”

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Luka Redgrave

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My train of thought was interrupted by the shrill sound of a tiny horn. A mouse...playing a horn? Y'know what, I don't think questioning any of this shit is going to make it make any more sense then it currently does, so I might as well go along. "Alright, time for "graduation" I guess. No idea what the hell the little guy's talking about, but I don't think we'll find out standing around." I stated, nodding in response to the girl's question. "Eh, beats showing up alone, I guess." The girl looks old and competent enough to take care of herself, but my train of thought still brought me back to some of the little gremlins Bayonetta found in her company I wouldn't call myself a wiz with kids like her, but I wouldn't call myself the wrong guy to be a babysitter either. I guess I'm alright, I like to think I did well looking after little Cereza all the times Bayonetta left me with her back in Vigrid. ...Except for the lollipops, that was maybe not the best call on my part.

Eventually, we're at what seems to be the remains of some screwed up pet-store of some kind, with a bunch of little creatures running around. Some pale dude said some things about us being budding hackers or whatever--assuming that's something to do with wherever the hell we've all fallen into--and now here I am, in the midst of some kind of speed adoption session.
Liollmon

The cub-like Digimon was the last one to leave the cages, giving a bored-sounding yawn and a drawn-out stretch before sashaying his way out of the cage. He had chosen to stay put not out of laziness, but out of a "why bother?" attitude. Staying in the cage a little longer meant he could catch up on sleep and avoid a fight that he didn't need to participate in, both positives in his opinion. Letting out a satisfied noise that somewhat resembled a purr as he examined the crowd, he turned up his nose to his peers. While the others flocked to whoever they deemed friendly-enough, Liollmon was going to use his ability to choose in this situation to it's full potential. He wasn't going to go with just anyone who'd jostle him around like any old In-Training, when now he could select someone who'd respect him for the cream of the crop Rookie he was. Immediately ruling out the children, the ones that appeared air-headed, and the more intense seeming ones, Liollmon's gaze eventually settled on a man with an interesting looking hat. Seeming reasonably confused rather than simply outright foolishly unaware, and defenseless enough to be able to appreciate his talent, the Digimon strutted up to his feet and sat in front of them, eyeing up his face with a look of satisfaction. "You. I like you. Be my trainer. Don't protest, you don't have a choice in this matter." He declared, pawing at the man's pant leg. "Up now. I'm fairly certain I'm small enough to sit on your shoulders."










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