Digital Disaster

[PolikShadowbliss]

Sarah Kinkle

"Sarah. You can call me Sarah."

Sarah looks at Benedict.

"And we don't know each other."

Crow Benedict Cucumberpatch darkred

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[Chungchangching]

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Tom & Jerry

This. . . This isn't good. I don't know how to react to this situation. I covered my mouth backing away from the situation before falling on my ass, seeing Jerry trying to hide from the ghastly sight by covering his eyes behind Cactus. One dead body is fine, we can handle that because we're desensitized to violence at this point since we try to kill each other every damn week or day, but this many?! You're out of your mind if you think anybody would shrug this off and continue with their daily lives. I stood back up, biting my nails as I approached and took a good look at them. Some people I recognized too but never had a conversation with-- Wait, Tutu girl?! Does this mean I don't have to keep my promise now? Never thought I'd have to face such a situation this grave. All I want is to sleep in my owner's house and drink milk! How did I get myself in such a mess?!

Cactus no-eyes approached me with Jerry still hiding behind his back, taking quick peeks at the massacre pile. I put my hands on my hips and shook my head.​

 

[Laix_Lake]

Darild Linken
Status: "let's get this out of the way, it's a massacre. a bloody massacre!"
Condition: temptation to interlay scream in silence.​

After some time, wherever our cast members were after they split paths, be it reality or virtual reality, they would find their surroundings digitized as they were transported elsewhere - somewhere they've never seen before.

It appeared to be an underground path of some kind, and much like the Shibuya Underpath, it was digitized - turned into a hybrid of digital and reality. It was around then that their collective ears would hear some type of banging on metal, turning their attention to a metal door. Should they open it, they would find quite the sight.

Oh, quite the sight was a very huge understatement!

Nikias and Parasoul embraced in death. A sad, sad, bittersweet sight indeed.

You think that's all?

Jak's good pal Daxter had perished, falling, just like that.

Sarah Kinkle had fallen herself, with John Marston not too far away.

It seems that whoever did this was not too happy with just five. Revy, Cassandra, Walter White Mr Lambert, Saburo Kusanagi, Luka Redgrave, Johnny Test, Arthur Boyle, Maxwell , Lockdown, Duck, Ochaco, Archer & Maggie were amongst the carnage.

Their respective Digimon stood by their humans one last time, vanishing into ones and zeroes, not managing to speak a word about anything.

It seemed like instinct to you all, but you had a hunch that if investigations were not done soon, you would be next!

Whatever Darild did during the last few hours is unimportant, he might have taken a walk around the city to calm is nerves, grabbed a bite to eat, watched some tv. But in the end, it's irrelevant to the situation at hand. A situation that Darild should have seen coming from a mile away since this whole debacle even started. A BLOODY massacre of what appears to be the people who were seen the least of. That trigger happy Comando, the flame headed kid, a...robot? (Lockdown).The only other two he would recognize would be Sarah and Parasoul. Of course, Darild's andromon walked up next to him.
"..."
"..."
Neither had much to say.

"We're leaving." She said sharply. She's had enough of these murders, and though she may die any time soon, Tenshi was never really the brightest of bulbs and they hadn't rationally caught an Eater before, so her hopes are pretty low. With that, Tenshi would begin leaving, and before Sylphymon would follow, it would look to everyone else and stop to say something. "I apologise for her temper, but we won't be sticking around. I, for one, hope you pin down an Eater this time, for that's quite the massacre they have done..." Sylphymon said, looking down and then to both sides before nodding and turning away. "Good luck, allies." It said before stomping away at a moderate pace to follow Tenshi.

"...Getriebe, keep an eye out on her for me..."
His quetion would be met with a simple nod of the head; It's safe to assume that Both darid and his digimon have...some sort of bond, not like something as deep like with Yang or Red, but one none the less. Without much delay, Getriebe leaves, attempting to follow behind Tenshi.

There were a number of things Hotaru, Wigfrid, and anyone else really, would note. They were all common traits of these bodies, and not a single one was killed in a unique, inferred, specially-reserved way.

The ears of the victims bled, some of them even covering said ears.

Glass - pieces shattered so tiny that their original shape was indescernable - scattered the place, resting on top of liquids that spilled on our victims as well, some melting and burning them.

The holes that came in threes - plus the whip marks - the same ones that were applied to Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch - they were back and on everyone.

A number of pages scattered all over the place, some dampened by the aforementioned liquids. Hotaru stepped on one, causing the liquid-dampened to melt at the soles of her shoes. This number was small enough to be countable - 21, to be precise.

The environment of the room was a botany disaster - roots and greenery tore the cold ground and pierced into our victims, with even trees being grown to massive heights that smashed the ceiling.

The same radial scorches, not too different from the first kill upon Lyle Walt, were observed - some upon our perished cast, some upon the ground, and evidently, some causing the aforementioned trees to be set ablaze.

Another thing surrounded our perished victims - Digimon that were unconscious and were being deleted, their corpses vanishing into 1s and 0s alike. Feathers of all kinds - blazing and burning, shiny, variety of colours, scattered as well.

All these from the first phases of investigation. Would one really dare dig deeper?

@GearBlade654 @Veradana @Topless @FoolsErin

So it seems that most of the casualties were comparable to the last few murders. not surprising in the least. The only changes in this case, would be the following: the bleeding eardrums, overgrown vegetation, pages from a book, and some sort of corrosive substance. And this was from initial appearances. And even now, people are in suspicion due to grudges...
"I feel as a reminder might be needed, even when, yang was it, made it clear to keep off for accusations. We don't have the luxury of being stubborn, especially when we already know that those Eaters don't disincarnate with using anyone." Darild walked over to one of the corrosive puddles. "What makes this harder is that most of us are basically strangers to each other, leaving us with a lack of knowledge to even make proper assumptions." He manifested a small chunk of what looks to be pure graphite before crouching down to place it in the puddle. "So here is my suggestion, we share what we know. Nothing gets hidden from any of us. From supernatural abilities, to combat experience. If we don't slove this, we may as well be dead in the water."
he gets up from his crouched position.
"So is anyone willing to put any consideration into this? we don't have a second chance."
Sadly for Darild, he nearly forgot about umbrella grieving at the loss of her sister. How would she react to Darild words?
"...we might as well start with you." he said to Wigfrid "Do you recognize any of the wounds from this...mess?"

Crow GearBlade654 Veradana Topless FoolsErin Chungchangching darkred Nightwisher

 

[Nightwisher]

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Carnage. That was really the only way to describe the scene that the Eaters had left. Bodies were strewn across the ground, papers along with them. Twenty-one pages. What was the significance of that number? Only two people knew. The sound came from behind the group. It started as a single chuckle at first, a few moments later a second joined in. It sounded older, but female. The chuckles grew into chortles, which then evolved into full on laughter. It didn’t matter who heard them, not anymore.

Wickerbottom and Wilson seemed oblivious to the goings on around them. Caught in whatever joke they thought was so funny. Oboe stood by, holding her damaged broom in her hands and looking just as amused as her tamer.
“Look at them,” the librarian stated, voice waving with amusement as a tear was wiped from a closed eye.
“Idiots, the like of them. They’re all dead. They’re all dead but they just don’t know it yet,” the scientist added on.
“They thought it was the mouse! I convinced them it was a child! They believed every word!” Wickerbottom howled.
“The witch even left a piece of her broom behind and they barely noticed!” Oboe shot a glare at Wilson, but he was too caught up in the moment to notice. He wouldn’t have cared anyway. “Tell me again, tell me again,” the scientist said, shifting his weight from one foot to the other like an excited child hearing an adventure story.
“One to lightning,” there was a sound of something hard but light hitting the ground as a leather bound book fell open. All the pages had been torn from it. Wilson snickered. “One to tentacles.” Another sound of a leather book hitting the rocks, remnants of pages lining the inside of the spine, but clearly torn from it. Wilson tittered. “And eighteen to the rest,” three more empty leather book skeletons were added to the pile. The scientist didn’t laugh, but instead glared at the librarian.
“Don’t take all the credit, you old hag!” He growled. “I’m the one who cut the extra marks into the fool! I blew their brains out! It was my idea!” What argument was building between the two was cut off as they erupted into more laughter.
“I don’t have my books anymore.” Wickerbottom was still shaking with bought of guffawing. She’d used all her spells in the attack, wanting it to look as devastating as possible.
“Harmon broke all my equipment in the sound blast.” Wilson matched her amusement in kind.

Then, as if a switch had been flicked in their brains, they stopped and finally turned to the rest of the group. Wickerbottom’s eyes finally open and eerily staring, unblinking as her gaze slowly trailed along each member of the group.
“You know what that means, don’t you, bookworm?” Wilson’s voice sounded animalistic, his eyes has a glazed over look as his gaze oscillated between the living members of the group.
“It’s time to get a real taste.” Wickerbottom’s voice was distorted as the duo’s bodies started to twist and writhe painfully.

As everyone watched on, the librarian and the scientist transformed into fullfleged Eaters.
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[Topless]

• Umbrella
• Parasoul

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  Umbrella
  
  As Umbrella kept weeping, she could feel something latched on her leg. She turns around to see an Anklymon crying by her leg. Umbrella took no hesitation to hug the Digimon and continues to cry. On the other hand, Tod was just standing by a distance, watching what is going on. He was completely devastated when Eroberung is now gone. All that he has now is his partner, nothing more.
  
  Tod would walk over to Umbrella, only to notice something off. He looked at one side to see that the old hag that once accused Umbrella turned into an Eater. "Ah! Bullocks!" He screamed.
  
  FoolsErin Nightwisher ​
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  Parasoul
  
  Parasoul had no idea what happened after her fight with the Eaters. Next thing she know, she is among some group of people who were lead by old man-looking Digimon to someone familiar; the well-dressed gentleman who was killed, now alive and well. How could this be possible? Parasoul was as shocked as the others. Benedict's employees? What does that mean? Parasoul would look at Nik with concern.
  
  EldridSmith​

Crow​

 

[EldridSmith]

Nik turned to Parasoul, knowing what was going on. "Our souls have been separated from our bodies. We're in an alternate dimension now." Nik says with an annoyed smirk. He would have to wait a few months or years for his power to reach full allowing him to transport back to the real world.
Crow Topless

 

[Jeremiah]

Walking the digitizing sewers alongside Lian, Lady curiously turned to investigate the ringing metal door, same as everyone else. Peeking her head inside, Lady's face contorted with a flurry of mixed emotions, and her Numemon clung helplessly to her leg. Stepping inside only to be greeted with the mortifying scent of burning flesh and smoldering bark, the Gardevoir's horns pulsed with colour while she struggled to absorb the full extent of the carnage. There was one body who stopped the Pokémon in her tracks, though.

"Maggie?" she gasped, before rushing over the fellow Pokémon's side, "Maggie!" she screamed as she fell to her knees. Cupping a hand under the Magearna's head, Lady's lips trembled while she lifted Maggie's face up to peer into her lifeless eyes. With shallow breaths, the familiar feelings of loss washed over the Gardevoir like a tidal wave, and as she lifted her hand up to gently shut Maggie's eyes forever, Lady closed her eyes, too. "Désolé, Maggie," she whispered, as tears fell from her eyes and splashed against Maggie's cold body, "Désolé..." Quietly sobbing for the friend she had lost the opportunity to meet, she started listening in on the group's gears beginning to turn as a collective. As people started to come to conclusions, however, her tears quickly dried up.

But hearing one of the few people here she considered a friend claim she was the killer? That was crossing a line that had long since gone uncrossed. Head snapping up, Lady laid Maggie back to rest while she felt the deep well of sadness inside her; dark and bitter; turn sour. Her horns, previously pulsing to the sound of her breath, now glowed a frenzied red. Her chest swelled up with a long-forgotten fire as her piercing gaze found Hotaru, before snapping towards Yang, who had turned her back on the group's despair. Balling her fists up tight, Lady shot up to her feet and turned to face Hotaru while Lian cowered beside Maggie's body.

"I did it? Is that right?" Lady seethed while she slowly marched up to Hotaru, "So you think I have spiked tentacles, too! Is that right?" she continued, briefly waving her arms around for effect. As the distance between them steadily closed, Lady's voice grew louder and louder, and it wasn't just because she was drawing nearer. "You think I'm hiding magic books under my dress, too?!" the Gardevoir began to shout, reaching under her dress and tossing various items onto the ground. Meat, expired concert tickets, her room key... "Is that right?! And you think I can summon killer trees at will too, is that right?!" Lady barked, straining her voice to its limits while she gestured all around to the dreadful image of their companions now hung from the branches of gnarly trees, bleeding. "Wrong! I know who the wretched pair of humans behind these murders, though, because I did my research, Arceus be damned! And their names are-!"

As she spun around to at last point the accusatory finger at both Wilson and Wickerbottom, Lady was surprised to find the two of them beginning to turn. At the crescendo of her temper, all her anger seemed to just...vanish. She...was right.
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We knew it!

Eureka, we've done it!
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Let it all out. We've earned this.

"Ha...haha!" Dropping her pointed finger, a manic smile twisted the ends of her lips like wicked hooks, and the whole room echoed with Lady's shrill laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Lian, who had crept over to nibble on the meat Lady had dropped, was again cowering in the face of its master's unbridled emotion. "You pathetic wretches!" she snapped, gathering large amounts of psychic energy around her arms, "All the suffering you've caused...the fear you've struck in our hearts...the death and despair which follows you like a foul odour! You're not human, you're something worse - something lesser!" Lady continued, centuries of repressed fury oozing from her every spoken word while she centered her gathered energy around her heart, "You've shown me my resentment was misplaced...it was no human who took Cerise from me...but a demon, driven by an insatiable hunger for the carnal vices of man! And now, I will wipe you off the face of the Earth, just as I did so many years ago! Lian!" At the sound of her name, the Numemon snapped to attention. "Join me in putting a permanent end to their sinful ways!" Lady commanded, and Lian frantically nodded, recklessly flinging itself at the revealed Eaters with a Filth Kick! "Future Sight!" the Gardevoir whispered, and her eyes flashed bright white. Lady foresaw an attack... "Yang! Now's your opportunity to redeem yourself!" she hollered, a stinging bite to her words as she spoke them, "Yourself, as well," Lady added, passing Hotaru a sidelong glance.

Crow Nightwisher marc122 Veradana

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[FactionGuerrilla]

• Lil/Seadramon

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  (Credit to Veradana for making Emily's sketch!)
  Status: Mortified/On guard
  Location: Underground???
  Text Formatting: FF69B4 HEX/Verdana Font [Emily], 0d98ba HEX [Seadramon]
  Direct Mentions: Bob PolikShadowbliss , GM Crow , Eaters Nightwisher , Gardevoir Jeremiah , All other allies [affected by Milotic magic]
  Indirect Mentions: N/A
  

• Lil/Seadramon
• Woodie
• Woodie

• 
  Lil merely stared at the Pikachu when his companion stated they were in one "Knowland Level 1", whilst the Seadramon shook his snout in response.
  
  "Yeah, nope. Sure doesn't ring any bells for me, neither. Sorry, buddy." The watery Digimon remarked as the Milotic was about to reply to Bob only to be whisked away into a different tunnel thing without warning. Both snakes immediately looked around wildly, trying to search for the source of this teleportation method, before both pairs of eyes lay upon the metal door where the banging was coming from. Without thinking, Emily slithered over to open the door for everyone (including complete strangers!) to see...
  
  ...The horrifying sight of multiple dead humans. There were lots of humans, though a couple foreign alien-like animals were in the mix, but the mere sight and smell made the Milotic recoil backwards and shake her head, coiling up right at the doorway before staring at the ensuing chaos. Some people cried, some people denied the horrors, but one thing was for certain- this was definitely real.
  
  "Arceus have mercy on your souls..." Emily murmured just before her green eyes looked up, hearing an ominous cackle in the back of the group. Someone was actually laughing at the mass slaughter..? What kind of monster could be so insensitive?
  
  Turns out she was about to find out the answer to her second question. A couple of humans had been snickering at the dead just before transforming into... indescribable horrifying figures. The newcomer Pokemon immediately slithered back against the wall at the sight, though her Seadramon companion merely hissed angrily at the Eaters.
  
  "That'sssss an Eater! Don't want those buggers 'eating' you, so watch out!" The Digimon inhabitant declared to the other snake, though frowned before asking "...How do I know that again?"
  
  Either way, at the realization that they were about to be ambushed, Emily immediately put up a Light Screen between herself alongside the other strangers and the two "Eaters" that had manifested themselves- indicated by a visible "glass" wall. She promptly coiled up, looking over to the others for a sign to attack or anything similar to that.
  
  She got her indication, alright. Another familiar(ish) Pokemon species- a Gardevoir- led the first strike with another "Digimon" companion, leading Emily to glance over to the other snake that had accompanied her to this new world. The Seadramon seemed to merely smirk before quickly slithering in front of Emily just as the Milotic's tail began to glow a bright pink. All of Lil's allies would feel a sense of courage to stand up and fight for what was right- Part of her inherent Milotic abilities was to manipulate feelings, so she might as well use it to the fullest.
  
  "You're gonna be wiped out when I'm done with you!" Seadramon smirked just before sending a giant Water Wave in the direction of the eaters. With or without true memories, he still knew how to fight and get dirty!
  
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  Status: Cursed [Weremoose]
  Location: Underground???
  Text Formatting: baa48a HEX, Georgia Font
  Direct Mentions: GM Crow , Wigfrid FoolsErin , Eaters Nightwisher
  Indirect Mentions: Everyone Underground
  
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  "Ugh.... It's aboot time I got outta that dump..." A deep, cello-esque voice remarked quietly from the back of the group as a ragged-looking man wearing a plaid shirt staggered into the scene, shaking his head from the quick transition to whatever unknown place he was just a few moments ago before spotting a few random folks that he actually knew from his "home". Wigfrid caught his attention first, so the Canadian lumberjack decided it would be smart to join her first.
  
  "What happened here, bud?" The latecomer asked as he gave a good look at the dead bodies, shaking his head at the horrifying scene. Sure, he'd seen a lotta bad stuff in The Constant, but he'd never seen death on this large of a scale. Woodie was tempted to get up close and actually examine the corpses, but thankfully he didn't seem to need to do so. Rather, the murderers were revealed as...
  
  "Wickerbottom and Wilson? What happened to bein' polite, eh?" The Canadian glowered at his old companions' insensitivity just before they... Morphed into a pair of monsters? He wasn't insane, was he? He rubbed his eyes a couple times before hearing verbal confirmation from other people that his ex-comrades had indeed changed. No, he doubted those were the real Wickerbottom and Wilson- Woodie knew those two, no way would they turn. They had to be doppelgangers.
  
  "Alright, you hosers- I'm gonna squash you for even impersonating me friends!" He declared. Without thinking twice he reached into his pockets, pulling out a Kitschy Moose Idol from his pockets. Despite knowing it would invoke the one trait that always haunted him, Woodie figured it was better to use this now rather than never.
  
  
  
  
  Without skipping a beat, the lumberjack scarfed down the whole idol he created, grass and monster meat and all. At first, he didn't feel anything at all- just the nasty aftertaste that Monster Meat always seemed to leave. Of course, he knew better. After a short moment, he hunched down for a split-second just before quickly morphing into a giant bipedal moose.
  
  
  

  
  
  "MOOO!"
  
  
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  One glance at the Weremoose, who was twice as large as Woodie and significantly stronger, and one could easily see that the cursed lumberjack looked mad. Really mad. Without warning, he lowered his head downwards so his behemoth antlers faced the ex-Wickerbottom and ex-Wilson before charging straight forwards on all fours! For a giant, Woodie could definitely move quickly; within a couple seconds he'd gore the Eaters if they didn't have the common sense to move out of the way. Unfortunately, if they were smart enough to do so, it would probably leave the giant moose vulnerable; charging meant he could only move in a straight line, so that meant he couldn't track his two enemies. Thankfully, Woodie was heavily resistant to damage as a Weremoose- that, combined with the fact that he could pull some powerful punches, meant Woodie could still hold his own in close-quarters regardless of whether the charge hit or not.
  
  
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[marc122]

Yang Xiao Long & Tao
(what the fuck)

18 killed. Yet, no trace to the perpetrators were ever utilized.

...

.....

...Are we going to go though this AGAIN?! Fucking hell if we did, and besides, what good does taking one good look at a piece of evidence and all the others will do if we can't even find the guys who even dare do such a thing! First, Lyle "died", and although we were lucky he even emerged unscathed, we couldn't find the Eater Agents who had brought all the mistreatment upon him. Even if he came off as strange, perhaps even creepy, for bringing up my partner's name when he hadn't known me remotely, I still felt for his family and friends, who might never know what happened to the warrior. Second, Benedict and his penguin Josh were killed, and Ms. Wickerbottom and I happened to accuse someone whom we thought had done such a horrible thing. Not only did that lead us nowhere, it also brought me unnecessary pain and let the Eater Agents run free.

And now this.

I guess this was what Red felt when Benedict and his penguin Josh were killed, huh? Well I don't care if I'm mirroring his thoughts or not -- All it matters is, if third time isn't the charm, I'm sure the fourth time won't be either, if it happens at all. And I don't care if I'm betraying Ruby's views that everything will go right in the end, even though the Vale breach, of all things, went as she predicted, because what would she even think about this massacre?! She wouldn't, actually; she'd fucking THROW UP right in front of those dead bodies! She'd fucking CRY knowing full well she couldn't save those 18 people, not withstanding the other two who has perished! Do I really think she'd keep herself together in those circumstances?!

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

For starters--

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"Yang, you okay?"

Yang wheeled her body towards Tao, who was trying to ask her. As predicted, her irises were now burning crimson, as her hair was on the verge of lighting up. All those thoughts about the situation were continuing to build up, and this was simply not a good time for the ShineGreymon to try to talk to her, if anything. She snarled,

"What do you want?"

Before Tao could say anything, Ms. Rie happened to arrive onto the scene, just as she and Tao were joined by Tenshi, who similarly felt for those who had perished. Bad timing for the Zaxon agent, for she was already in a horrible mood from thinking about her and the group's mistakes, as well as the aforementioned murders. Instantly, she had nothing but pressing questions; she was to ask why she was here at all, and about whoever was behind the murders all along. She had to get something out of the wretch, somehow, or face the consequences if ever those Eater Agents got away the third time. Immediately, she said, barely containing her anger,

"Curious of you to show up, right as we found their bodies. Why? Who did all thi--"

Before she could finish her second question, she overheard Ms. Wickerbottom and Wilson talking among themselves, taunting the entire group behind their backs. Instantly, it set off a trigger that Tao, in just a few seconds notice, picked up on, thus he turned towards the two as well. Now, she was no longer just mad at not just herself, but also the group; All that was on her mind was an unrestricted, loose rage. Ms. Wickerbottom, formerly the person whom she looked up to when it came to integrity in investigations, now not any better than the Grimm she, and her team, and the Huntsmen and Huntresses of Remnant, work to defeat. Wilson, the co-conspirator in crime who had helped the witch get away with the very same crimes he helped commit.

The hair ignited with fire. Ember Celica and her Aura were engaged.

T̛́͜i͟m͝e̶̡͠ ̡͢͏t́͜o̕͠͝ ̀̕ki͢l̴͠l͢͝.̵

"C--C--Congratulations, Ms. Wickerbottom and...and whoever the hell is this 'person'; you've deceived me and many others into burdening Bob the Pikachu, then ABSOLUTELY FUCKING OVER Umbrella and Parasoul."

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Yang pointed her thumb at Wilson, who had turned into an Eater, and Tao responded accordingly by taking off. As he yelled, "Shine Hammer!", taking off flying and charging a powerful light-infused punch, Yang had different plans for Ms. Wickerbottom; k̸̴̢i̛͘l̸̀ĺ̕ . She charged right at the old hag-turned-Eater, letting out a terrifying, horror-like scream teetering on the edge of an eldritch abomination's, towards "her", sprinting, before jumping right at her with a revolving double kick to the face. Then, once she was back on the ground, she started rapidly punching the witch with the same Dual Ranged Shot Gauntlet-assistance that had given the Huntress-in-Training her signature power.

"WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THAT?!"

Crow (GM, Ms. Rie)
Interactions: Nightwisher (Ms. Wickerbottom, Infant), Veradana (Hotaru), Jeremiah (The Pale Lady/Swan), FactionGuerrilla (Emily, Seadramon)
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[darkred]

Jak/Mar

The eco warrior gritted his teeth, more than had enough. He watched his friend in his arms, not even knowing if Daxter was still alive. He held his head

"You..."

"YOU!"

"FUCKING HAD THE NERVE TO KILL... ALL THOSE.. FUCKIN PEOPLE!"

"Now I don't know if he's still alive...

Jak's emotions spilled over and his rage was growing at the supposed eaters.

His body began to change, his hair becoming white, his eyes became as black and his body was all lavender.

His digimon, eco stepped in "Let me handle this." Eco looked at Jak.

Crow​

 

[Crow]

"Believe me when I'm sayin' this, but I'm trying ta find somethin' here. My suspicions lead me to believe that Yuu- I mean, someone I care fer is trapped in an underground lab here..." Fei crosses her arms as TigerVespamon approaches and stands beside her, "... don't try ta act shocked that there's an underground lab in a place like this. This is urgent, so I'll make sure nothin' stands in my path~."

Fei looks towards the fight that the group was engaged in.

"Don't get the wrong idea~," Fei smiles at Tenshi and Yang. "TigerVespamon, attack!"

Her wasp-like Digimon would speed towards the Eater formerly known as Wickerbottom with a V-shaped powerful dual-slash!

Speaking of the battle...

Jak's strong emotions swirled and whirred, pouring into his feline friend Eco. His desire to know if his best friend Daxter was still alive allowed the data of Orange Lightning, Daxter's Digimon, to materialize into its former shape before death - a Gatomon. Something was strange however - for this Gatomon seemed soulless, its eyes displaying not bright colours, but the void.

It was evident - this was a copy without a Digicore, the Digimon equivalent of a heart, soul and conscience rolled into one.

This strange OL copy digivolved, seemingly naturally into the expected evolution down the line - Angewomon. Next, it evolved once more, taking the form of an ophan Digimon equipped with armour with the hue of emerald and jade.

Just this was when something strange happened.

The soulless copy-Lightning would proceed to harden its heavenly, feathery wings into the shape of bat-like wings. Its skin that was shown on its face and midriff would turn an evil metallic grey. Spikes and horns grew on some places, establishing themselves as an emblem of chaos and malice.

Copy-Lightning had swiftly transformed from a beautiful angel into a fallen angel, fueled by flames and evil in place of conscience, heart and soul.

Simultaneously, something would rip out of Eco's skin - a wireframe.

This process was not too different from when Growmon digivolved to Megidramon. In fact, that was exactly what it was.

The first thing to pop up were shimmering purple claws that ripped and tore the face of the old skin apart.

The new Eco appeared - an orange, felinoid Fallen Angel Digimon.

The new Eco's instincts would take over as it would consume the soulless Copy-Lightning, Copy-Lightning swirling and warping into Eco's gaping mouth. That was when the Fallen Angel Digimon's body began to bubble and mutate in a grotesque manner, while its wings would blacken and grow to be many times the size of its body.

At the end of it all, Eco had transformed into a putrid-looking being. To call it 'ugly' would be a great underestimation.

This newborn creature was the embodiment of Jak's unspeakable feelings and desires. Its name - Ordinemon.

That was not all.

While this occured, Yang's rage synchronized with Tao's body. A great sphere of chaos black flames formed above Tao, before it engulfed him as it descended.

These flames could be intepreted as many things - vengeance, rage, a reaction to betrayal and the inability to forgive. Perhaps it was all of these at once.

As the flames dispersed and were integrated into his wings, his body was dyed the hues of chaos. A sword of shield constructed from the chaotic blaze was held by his hands.

Tao had achieved Ruin Mode, reached through negative emotions of many varieties.

It was happening again.

marc122 darkred BoltBeam Nightwisher Veradana Jeremiah FactionGuerrilla Topless

RedLight​

 

[DerpyCarp]

Fluffington the Mighty was suddenly brought out of her exposition when there was a commotion behind her. Recognizing Yang and Lady's shouts, the Eevee whirls around to see two more Data Eaters.
"Oh, Did those follow us? Better beat them then! LET'S GO TEAM!! Gavin, go left and low! Spitfire, Right and High!!"
Fluffington the Mighty darts forward and makes a leap into the air, while she's up there, she let's loose a barrage of starts.
Fluffington The Mighty Used Swift!

Ignoring their tamers commands, The Pair of Mega's are swift to rush to her and pick her out of the air.
"The others are going berserk! On top of Digivolving to Ultra! As much as I HATE to say it, sometimes caution is the better part of Valor. If they lose their minds like the last one did, the only thing we can do here is Retreat."
"I know you don't want to leave them by themselves, and trust me, I don't either. But the way things are turning out, we'll only get caught in the cross fire. It's better we save ourselves and not let them have the guilt of striking us down when they come to their senses."
Fluffington the Mighty struggled against BlackWarGreymon's grip at first, but then she saw the truth in their words, or maybe she was just going to take their word for it. She relaxes and let's them take her deeper into the Digital Zone, but sends out a pitiful whine as she is taken away from her other friends, sorrow filling her heart.
"But... We need to fight together.... We have to be able to help somehow! Can't you two transform again or something?"
marc122 darkred BoltBeam Nightwisher Veradana Jeremiah FactionGuerrilla Topless RedLight Crow

 

[darkred]

Dark Jak/Ordinemon.


Dark Jak's own rage was just as mixed up and violent.

Eco was anything but pretty anymore, a giant version of what she used to be.

Dark Jak's own violent emotions moved around the eco warrior's body as streaks of Eco Lightning.

The darkened warrior raged on.


Crow
​

 

[Crow]

"You all are quite a strange bunch," Jijimon says, then turns to Daxter, "I'm sorry, but I believe what you see is what you get. None of the people here look like a Jak to me, so if I had to hazard a guess, you were seperated from him when you came here."

Just then, two individuals descended from the skies, appearing behind our cast.

"Ah, I haven't seen you two since you were little Veemon, how have you-"

"We can chat later, Jijimon. It's safer inside."

"It's the Eaters, isn't it?"

"Yup, they're headed this way, for good reason too."

"Then we will all head inside."

darkred thatguyinthestore Topless PolikShadowbliss EldridSmith Benedict Cucumberpatch @Afterlife​

 

[Topless]

• Parasoul
• Umbrella

• 
  
  Parasoul
  
  

  

  
  
  "Nik...are you saying thay we're...dead? Then that means..." Parasoul was shocked by this revelation, and what's more shocking is that Umbrella is now all alone. "We need to go back! We need to get back to Umbrella or else-" Her words got cut off when the news about Eaters coming in their way shot her ears.
  
  EldridSmith​
• 
  
  Umbrella
  
  "Oi! Umbrella! We need a get outta here! This place is getting too dangerous for ya!" Tod begins to panic as the fight has already begun. He grabs unto the collar of her shirt and lifts her up, taking also Anklyomon, and places her on his back.
  
  "Come! Let's-"
  
  "Let's not run..."
  
  "...What?"
  
  "I don't care anymore. I'm done playing woobie from now on. Tod, do me a favor and let me get close to that Eater. I'll show that thing what I've learned thoughout this journey."
  
  "...Aye."
  
  What is this? A dramatic second wind? It doesn't matter as Tod takes Umbrella to the Eater. "Umbrella, I don't know what ya thinking. But if ya plan on taking on that Eater alo-" Tod's words came to a sudden halt when he notices something on Umbrella's hands. Its not her Hungern, its Parasoul's Krieg and Luger!
  
  "Umbrella, when did ya-?"
  
  

  

  
  
  "Shut up Tod! Get me close to that darn thing!" Umbrella demanded. Tod said nothing about it and focuses on getting close to the Eater. Umbrella opens up Krieg and aims the Luger. "This is for you, Nik and Parasoul!" She begins to rain explosive bullets at the Eater. Tod can see how much angry and sad she is right now.
  
  FoolsErin Nightwisher​

Crow​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Sarah Kinkle

"Eaters?" Sarah says, completely ignoring what the rest had said until this moment. "Eaters here!?" She paled a little. Taps growled slighted and looked around, agigated.

Crow @Afterlifeclub​

 

[EldridSmith]

"Umbrella, I'm sorry but I can't do anything about it yet." He replies as they evacuate.
Topless

 

[Crow]

"Yes, here," the winged one said as everyone - the baby Digimon included - rushed back into Jijimon's house, "they've corrupted a majority of the Digital World, so them coming here is pretty much inevitable."

"Yggdrasil's already overtaken by the Eaters, so his will will be difficult to discern," the golden-armoured one continues.

"Everyone, these are UlforceVeedramon and Magnamon. They are of the Royal Knights that protect the Digital World," Jijimon introduces.

darkred thatguyinthestore Topless PolikShadowbliss EldridSmith Benedict Cucumberpatch @Afterlife​

 

[Laix_Lake]

Darild Linken
Status: dealing with eaters via gun rampage and internal screaming
Condition: screaming in silence​

Then, as if a switch had been flicked in their brains, they stopped and finally turned to the rest of the group. Wickerbottom’s eyes finally open and eerily staring, unblinking as her gaze slowly trailed along each member of the group.
“You know what that means, don’t you, bookworm?” Wilson’s voice sounded animalistic, his eyes has a glazed over look as his gaze oscillated between the living members of the group.
“It’s time to get a real taste.” Wickerbottom’s voice was distorted as the duo’s bodies started to twist and writhe painfully.

As everyone watched on, the librarian and the scientist transformed into fullfleged Eaters.

At this point Darild was already firing at the two eaters with his revolver. It didn't help that one of the Pokemon was oblivious to the eater's influences, nor did it help that his Digimon was sent out to begin with. But what may have been the coffin in the nail so to speak would be a few words by our eaters in question.

“Idiots, the like of them. They’re all dead. They’re all dead but they just don’t know it yet,”

hitting the rocks, remnants of pages lining the inside of the spine, but clearly torn from it. Wilson tittered. “And eighteen to the rest,”
“Don’t take all the credit, you old hag!” He growled. “I’m the one who cut the extra marks into the fool! I blew their brains out! It was my idea!” What argument was building between the two was cut off as they erupted into more laughter.

The mocking tone was all that it took. The assured tone, the threat of death, and maybe the ignorance of it all that lead to this moment. All that might be seen in his blank eyes is absolute ire at the two eaters, and perhaps ire towards someone else...

Darild was able to empty his three cylinders full of ammo, so he proceeded to grab one of Revy's firearms from her corpse, an MP5 SMG. He let at it on both eaters, disregarding the idea of friendly fire as he continues his ire filled rampage. Even in this state he still remains as silent as he usually is.

Meanwhile, Darild's Andromon had came back alongside yang and the others to find a mad man who gone off the rails so to speak and a few digimon that had gotten evolved by dark emotions. Getriebe choose to stick to the side lines as he fires of nano machine break III repeatedly at the two eaters.

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[PolikShadowbliss]

Bob the Pikachu

Bob has been silent throughout the investagation

The thralls of shock still writhing within her that she did not register what was even happening and when Wickerbottom revealed her true colors as a Eater, Bob could only just stand there, transfixed. Her digimon, Blackon, however, was not so idle.

Blackon jumped into the fray, throwing up a huge fireball in the Eater's direction

Stop being so useless Bob. Now it is not the time to blink lazily! NOW IS THE TIME TO FIGHT!

Bob could only nod slowly as she raced toward the Eaters with a giant.

"PIKACHU!"

As lightening originated from her palms and struck at the two eaters. Eleocruting them!

Nightwisher Crow @EatersFight

 

[FoolsErin]

-Status-

Health: 179/200

Hunger: 87/120

Sanity: 112/120


-Inventory-

-Spear
-Helmet
-4 Pieces of Raw Meat


-Music-

None, currently.

”I-“ Wigfrid started to say to Darild, only to be quickly be cut off by laughter. Specifically, Wilson and Wickerbottom’s laughter. It was then the warrior remembered all too late the...supernatural effects some of the bookkeeper’s tomes had. The broom the Digimon by her side carried. Oh, she’d been looking at them with a warped sense of perception! Because they’d fought by her side, because they’d been good allies, she’d considered them innocent even if things pointed otherwise. But that had clearly been a mistake, clearly been an error. Turning around, the valkyrie was barely surprised to see the two had turned into eaters. The warrior didn’t do anything at first, but after a second or two, she walked over to Umbrella and pulled her Digimon from the child’s hug. Perhaps in any other circumstance Wigfrid would’ve paid more attention to the girl, but now was not one of this circumstances. The valkyrie chucked a rare tired laugh as she set her partner down, only pausing a moment to wipe the tears from the frightened Ankylomon’s face. Her head hung low, her gaze settling among the floor pattern. For a moment it seemed like she’d stay there, silent and unmoving.

Then she spoke.

”I called thöu böth allies, löng beföre we were tössed intö this....disaster. We shared victöries, we slew föes, we föught mighty battles. Fended öff starvation together, we did. Thy had my trust, but here thöu are, having slew many an innöcent with nö reason ör rhyme. Perhaps the new allies we have förged feel betrayed having föught by yöur sides för these long days, but I? As I stand here töday, seeing twö peöple I believed I cöuld trust för seasöns standing as mönsters...”

”Wörds cannöt begin tö describe this feeling öf....”

“...treachery.”

With that Wigfrid turned her head from the floor, adjusting her helmet and giving her spear an almost elegant spin. Her face was not that of a calm collected warrior, or the controlled anger of a mighty Valkyrie. No, this was unbridled, barbaric rage.

”SÖ IN THE NAME OF ÖDIN, WITH THE MIGHT ÖF THÖR, VALHALLA AWAITING, AND A FATE WORSE THAN HEL AWAITING THÖU TRAITÖRS...”

“ ...I, THE MIGHTY VALKYRIE WIGFRID, SHALL STRIKE THY DÖWN!”

Wigfrid launched towards the two eaters with her weapon in hand, ready to unleash all of the boiling emotions within upon the two monsters. She was saddened by the loss of two great allies, heartbroken that two people that she had at times considered to be apart of a second family had done this, and most of all filled with enough rage to possibly rival the destruction of Ragnarök at a betrayal like this. She paid no attention to the other’s morphing Digimon due to the powerful emotion, whether out of rage-filled ignorance or simply not caring was unclear. It was additionally unclear as to whether she was aware she could share that fate. All Wigfrid cared about was taking down the traitors.

Crow (GM) Nightwisher (Honey, you got a big storm coming.)

 

[BoltBeam]

• Post
• Digimon

• Tenshi Hinanawi|They Who Remain
  
  
  
  
  

  As Yang and Tenshi would leave, the digitization continuing to expand, they would encounter someone familiar.
  
  

  

  
  "So, what brings ya'll here?"

  "What brings us here? Gee, I dunno, how does a pile of 18 lifeless bodies sound to you - just down there?" Tenshi sarcastically and sharply responded, her Silphymon having just caught up to her and began to add on. "Indeed, there is a mass amount of casualties ahead. My tamer could not take the pain of seeing so many faces all no longer 'there'." Silphymon explained, to which Tenshi would turn around and be surprised Silphymon even followed her and not stuck around to investigate. Perhaps it was better off like this, but Tenshi was still mid-recovery from the exposure of the scene that everyone had saw - or at least everyone left had saw. What an eventful day this is! Little she did know, it was about to escalate even more, noticing Darild's Digimon immediately coming and going as if to check on her - yet the Digimon itself would see a neutral yet stressed expression.
  

  Without much delay, Getriebe leaves, attempting to follow behind Tenshi.

  Darild's Andromon had came back

  It came and went so fast Tenshi and Silphymon didn't have time to respond to the creature, and even if they did, they would find themselves staring down at the scene Goldilocks was making, who had also left the scene in disgust with everyone else. It wasn't exactly a 'good' scene either, as Tenshi and Silphymon would initially be on the receiving end of a powerful, loud and angered shout towards the now-unmasked Eaters, yet Tenshi herself did not realise the Eaters were unmasking themselves here and now, but 'she' did, and that led to the following outburst...
  

  "Curious of you to show up, right as we found their bodies. Why? Who did all thi--"
  
  Before she could finish her second question, she overheard Ms. Wickerbottom and Wilson talking among themselves, taunting the entire group behind their backs. Instantly, it set off a trigger that Tao, in just a few seconds notice, picked up on, thus he turned towards the two as well. Now, she was no longer just mad at not just herself, but also the group; All that was on her mind was an unrestricted, loose rage. Ms. Wickerbottom, formerly the person whom she looked up to when it came to integrity in investigations, now not any better than the Grimm she, and her team, and the Huntsmen and Huntresses of Remnant, work to defeat. Wilson, the co-conspirator in crime who had helped the witch get away with the very same crimes he helped commit.
  
  The hair ignited with fire. Ember Celica and her Aura were engaged.
  
  T̛́͜i͟m͝e̶̡͠ ̡͢͏t́͜o̕͠͝ ̀̕ki͢l̴͠l͢͝.̵
  
  "C--C--Congratulations, Ms. Wickerbottom and...and whoever the hell is this 'person'; you've deceived me and many others into burdening Bob the Pikachu, then ABSOLUTELY FUCKING OVER Umbrella and Parasoul."

  Tenshi would hear this starting up, and as with Silphymon, she looked terrified - she wasn't wrong, Tenshi herself was one of the people who had suspected the rodent, and among the vast majority who did not vote for a kid during the second. And now here we are, at period 3, and this is what happens - similarly to Red's rampage, it looks like she's going to go crazy...
  

  "WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THAT?!"

  Tenshi yelped and fell over from the volume of her angry and shouted question, Silphymon also seeming particularly stunned. "S-Silphymon, is she doing what I think she is?" She asked her Digimon, who responded in a horrified and strangled tone. "I, um... I... think so... This is going to look familiar to both of us - take a look around, gather yourself... and RUN." Silphymon suggested, with Tenshi shortly getting up at the suggestion and began to step forward, wearing an angered and determined expression on her face as she steps towards the now exposed Eaters, the ones Goldilocks had noticed and was now going absolutely ballistic towards. "I'm not just going to stay around while you idiots are all trying to kill each other and kill yourselves!" She roared as she began to leave, Silphymon flying after her as Tenshi felt rage of her own light her up and burn through her. She would grip her blade as the ground around her began to shake and cave in, eventually stopping in time for Fei to speak up and everything to escalate even more than it already had been - complete with some powerful new Digimon making their presence known and more tempers being surfaced!
  

  "Believe me when I'm sayin' this, but I'm trying ta find somethin' here. My suspicions lead me to believe that Yuu- I mean, someone I care fer is trapped in an underground lab here..." Fei crosses her arms as TigerVespamon approaches and stands beside her, "... don't try ta act shocked that there's an underground lab in a place like this. This is urgent, so I'll make sure nothin' stands in my path~."
  
  Fei looks towards the fight that the group was engaged in.
  
  "Don't get the wrong idea~," Fei smiles at Tenshi and Yang. "TigerVespamon, attack!"

  Tenshi listened to Fei's words and managed a smile, Silphymon landing behind her as the ground stopped shaking in that moment as well. "You two!" She roared, pointing her blade at them as Silphymon pointed to them as well with one hand. "You have forsaken your own lives to rip out and seize our own - and for that, your lives shall be forfeit! You can say your apologies to those you have damned when you meet them!" It announced, immediately flaring up Aura for itself and allies for recovery, Critical Charge to power itself up, and began to use Top Gun, generating a red ball of energy and ready to hurl it at either Eater - or both if possible, ready for battle. "We're about to collectively bury you, and for the collective good of everyone who you have taken and intend to take next, you are about to be BURIED!" Tenshi gripped her sword tightly as she began to generate some energy. "Silphymon, keep them busy! I'm going to need some time to pull this off!" She commanded. Silphymon would nod and immediately hurl the generated energy ball towards both Eaters with as much power as it could muster - though both of them could not help but feel like they were being empowered into doing the wrong decision somehow, though there was only one way to find out...
  Details
  Link to CS: Here!
  Hex Code: #2969B0 (Tenshi), #FBA026 (Silphymon)
  Status (physically): Fine
  Status (mentally/emotionally): Angry beyond belief
  Normal Powers: Earth manipulation
  Hacking Skills: Wall Crack, Stealth
  Items: Sword of Hisou (formless and can see into spirits), Digivice, prop sword (IRL only)
  Location: Shibuya Underpath, Digital Version
  Course of action: They shall be buried.
  
  Interactions: Crow (GM), marc122 , Nightwisher
  Mentions: Laix_Lake , PolikShadowbliss , Topless , darkred , FactionGuerrilla
  Actually Nearby: @DeleteTheEaters
  In Group: I think that might be everyone...?
  

• Digimon (picture then species name)	Stage	Move 1	Move 2	Move 3	Move 4	Move 5	Move 6	Move 7	Move 8	Move 9	Move 10
  Silphymon	Ultimate	Top Gun	Airfield	Holy Light 2	Heal	Aura	Revive	Wind Claw 3	Sonic Void 3	Gale Storm 1	Critical Charge

 

[thatguyinthestore]

• Jesse Pinkman
• John Marston

• 
  
  
  Jesse looked on in sheer terror as he saw the vast number of bodies that lined the floors of the room they now stood in. The toll of bodies here was insane, and something that Jesse had never seen in all his years of dealing drugs. Granted, he was mostly small-time until he'd met Mister White. The number of gunfights he'd witnessed, let alone been involved in was limited. And the number of times that the death toll even held a candle to what he was seeing just now was even more sparse. His eyes flickered to each and every individual who had died. John Marston, Parasoul, Sarah Kinkle... all of which were people that he recognized, some of which he'd even interacted with. The fact that they had to go out like this... like they were just lambs to slaughter, like it was just a normal fucking Tuesday... it almost made Jesse throw up at the sight.
  
  And, as he observed the bodies before him, as his eyes flickered to each one of the bodies, one of them made his heart damn near stop. A person who he never thought he'd see here in a million fucking years.
  
  
  
  
  
  Mister White.
  
  He had hair, and he had a fancy beard, but Jesse wasn't stupid. He knew it was him. He could tell. His mentor, a man who he called his friend, one of the few people who believed in HIM was killed.
  
  Killed.
  
  SLAUGHTERED.
  
  He wasn't even given a proper death. The great Heiesnburg, the second-most powerful drug lord in the entire fucking country, was dead. Unceremoniously slaughtered like a stuffed pig and thrown into a pile like it meant nothing. He was just another body to them. Whatever he had done didn't matter. He was Jesse's friend. He had a FAMILY. And they TOOK it away from him
  
  He would never go home.
  
  Jesse would NEVER see the ONE man who believed in him again.
  
  And then, as his eyes glanced over once more, and he saw the body of Johnny Test, a fucking kid...
  
  
  
  
  
  "THEY CAN'T KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH IT!!!"
  
  Jesse was sobbing now. Sobbing harder than he had in a while. This was beyond any sin or atrocity he could have ever committed. Whoever had done this was pure evil. There was no way around this fact. No arguing with it. No getting around it. This person had slaughtered multiple people. Children who wanted nothing to do with this. People who had FAMILIES. Now they would never see them again, never go home, never see those who loved them again. And now, the one person who cared about Jesse, the one person who he trusted, was dead with them. In a pile of bodies. He meant nothing to them.
  
  "They can't keep getting away with it!"
  
  As he shouted it again and looked up once more, the traitor had revealed herself. And not only had she revealed herself, but she had also done it with joy. She was LAUGHING, treating it like some JOKE. There was someone else here as well, but Jesse's focus was entirely on the old bitch from earlier. The one who had adamantly accused children of murder. And she was here. Laughing. Jesse's red, tear-stained eyes burned as they transformed into their Eater forms. Jesse didn't care how powerful they were at this point. He didn't care who they were. All he knew was one thing.
  
  They.
  
  Had.
  
  To.
  
  Die.
  
  Standing up from the pile of bodies, Jesse let out a scream and began to charge forward. Spit flew out his mouth as he did so, his teeth gritting all the while. "Do you even care what you did!?" Jesse shouted angrily as sprinted towards his target. His pistol had been pulled out from under his shirt, and he held it tightly in his hand. He held it up, and readied it toward his target. "Do you give a single SHIT!?"
  
  BANG!
  
  "That you tried to frame kids!? That you assholes murdered a kid!?!?"
  
  BANG!
  
  "Did you even know their names!? Did they mean ANYTHING to you!?"
  
  BANG! BANG!
  
  "Or were they just more fucking targets!?"
  
  BANG! BANG! BANG!
  
  "YOU KILLED MISTER WHITE!!!
  
  BANG!
  
  BANG!
  
  BANG!
  
  BANG!
  
  As Jesse got closer and closer to his target, he would shove past the other ones present. Yang, Lady, Bob, even the fucking cat and mouse. If they were in Jesse's way, he shoved them as hard as he could. All he cared about now was them. Seeing these two assholes killed for all the pain they had caused. All of the suffering. The hatred. The death. All of it would end now. With these shots. Jesse would bring the whole fucking building down if he had to.
  
  But they would die today.
  
  Jesse would make damn sure of that.
  
  Crow Nightwisher PolikShadowbliss Jeremiah Laix_Lake BoltBeam @toppless GearBlade654 Veradana FoolsErin
  
• 
  John stirred awake with a groan, rubbing the side of his forehead with his palm. The last thing he'd remembered was that fight with the Eaters. They had the upper hand, hell they were winning, and then... nothing. Everything since then had been pure black. Like he was in a deep, deep slumber. But instead of dreams... there was nothing. It wasn't really a scary thought for John. He always imagined that this was how death would have gone. An afterlife just... wasn't really an idea he entertained. Or religion in general, really. But when he woke up on this grass... John was just plain confused. Though, as he saw Benedict approach them alongside... someone else, John instantly knew what was happening. And, when Sarah began freaking out, John rolled his eyes and groaned slightly.
  
  "Would you calm the hell down?" John asked Sarah in an annoyed tone, before turning to face Benedict in front of him. When Nik spoke up again, John would tilt his head slightly to glance at him as well. "Well, that's awfully presumptuous of you, Mister." John said in response to his words. He agreed with the words he said about them being dead, that much was clear. But the stuff about their souls being dejected from their bodies and... alternate universes just sounded foolish to John. Then again, everything that had happened today made little sense to the cowboy, so who was he to assume now?
  
  His ears perked when he heard the words about the Eaters, however. Without his Digimon there to protect him, or anyone else's for that matter, they were practically just sitting ducks at that point. When their gracious hosts suggested that they head inside, John nodded his head in agreement as his grip tightened around his revolver. "Good idea." Was all he said in response before he made his way inside the building alongside the others.
  
  Crow EldridSmith Topless PolikShadowbliss darkred Benedict Cucumberpatch

 

[darkred]

Dark Jak/Ordinemon.

The Dark eco fueled Jak felt an strange "wave of calm" go over him, his anguish slowly decreasing. The beast inside still had tears on the man's cheeks.

As Dark Jak roared, Ordinemon screetched. The white fallen angel stared at whomever.

Crow Nightwisher PolikShadowbliss Jeremiah Laix_Lake BoltBeam FoolsErin GearBlade654 thatguyinthestore

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Daxter

"Something just doesn't feel right. Daxter looked over at his digimon and even Orange Lightning was well a lot...darker than usual.

"Hey Orange.. you alright?"

...

What do you mean Jak isn't near... He sighed as he looked up at the Knight digimon. But once the eaters were mentioned, they had to go inside. Something was happening and it was getting bad.

darkred thatguyinthestore Topless PolikShadowbliss EldridSmith Benedict Cucumberpatch @Afterlife​

 

[Veradana]

Hotaru stepped back each time Lady advanced, flinching at the Gardevoir’s shouts. She tried to mumble some excuse for her suspicions, but each time she got cut off by Lady shouting at her more. Eventually, she just went silent until Lady finished with her. She’d probably have to grovel for any chance at forgivenss.

She’d been wrong about Lady, completely and totally wrong. One of the old hag’s friends had been working with her. They’d all completely overlooked him. It seemed that the Eaters were done toying with them. Hotaru stepped back close to Shouko. They’d have to fight, not only to save themselves, but to avenge and bring peace to the souls of their victims. If only her body would stop shaking.

They needed to fight. They needed to fight. They needed to fight, or else they would all be killed.

The others moved much faster than she did. Lady was the first to attack, shooting Hotaru with a glare as she moved. Then, someone cast a spell on all of them. It was hard to tell exactly what it did, but looking at the Eaters again, Hotaru couldn’t think of why she’d been so freaked out before. They’d held off an entire hoard of Eaters just before this, so two should be fine, right? Right. They’d be totally fine. While Shouko fired off an ice-bolt at the Eaters, a jabbing spike of pain shot through Hotaru’s mind. She leaned heavily into Shouko. The two of them turned to their rage-enveloped allies.

Two allies, Yang and Jak, had already been taken, their digimon warped into grotesque caricatures of themselves, and a third would soon as well. There was nothing they could do when Red had been overwhelmed. That was just one distorted digimon, and their only choice back then was to run like hunted rabbits. However, they were stronger now, so two, even three of them should be manageable, right? Something about that sounded wrong in Hotaru’s ears, but they should have the strength to hold them all off.

Shouko nodded at Hotaru’s glance, and picked Hotaru up into her arms.

“We’ll bring you back to your senses, Yang,” Shouko said, as she prepared a Lightning Spear, and threw it at the corrupted Shinegreymon. There was little emotion on her face. They took no joy in this battle. This was merely the necessity brought about by the tragedy inflicted upon them by the Eaters.


Crow
marc122 darkred BoltBeam Nightwisher Jeremiah FactionGuerrilla Topless RedLight
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