Digital Disaster

[DerpyCarp]

• Fluffington the Mighty
• Spitfire and Gavin

• 
  Seeing as they were going to be traveling together for the forseable future, Fluffington the Mighty decides to introduce herself first. "I am Fluffington the Mighty! What are your names?"
  "I am known as Spitfire."
  "My friends call me Gavin."
  "Sweet! Let's make some more friends! Then when we have a large party, we can start an Adventure!!"
  Fluffington the Mighty begins to take a look around, she darts between peoples legs, looking around. Making a point to avoid the mean and rude Umbreon, the off putting Gardevoir, and mistaking the second Umbreon for Zenith. She searches until she stumbles upon a Typhlosion who appears out of sorts. "Wow, you look like you got some weird Status effect, Would a Lum Berry help? They can help with all sorts of Status Effects!!" The Eevee fetches a berry from her pouch and offers it up.
  
• 
  With Fluffington the Mighty's introduction, the BlackAgumon thumps his chest. "I am known as Spitfire."
  BlackGabumon swallows the last of his food and raises an arm, waving a little. "My friends call me Gavin."
  And once that was done, Fluffington the Mighty was off again, shooting through the legs of the crowd. The pair take a slower route, barely keeping the Shiny Eevee in sight until she comes upon another not Digimon Mon. He seems to be fading in and out of existence, as if he was fading from reality. The pair's mood suddenly turn grim. This poor Idiot was trying to befriend someone about to die. This was only going to break her heart.
  

Crow CocoaMarshmallow Necessity4Fun Sayo-Nara Jeremiah Sayo-Nara

 

[2Bornot2B]

Revy wasn't paying attention to her surroundings but from the sound of it her comrades were having quite the time. Red was launched onto some girl...Lucky guy? Anyways Revy continued doing what she did best. She kept shooting. Briefly she paused and tossed in Red's direction one of her pistols with a magazine of ammunition. What Idiot comes to a fight without a gun? Guys like him won't last a second in Roanapur. The criminal underworld will consume him like fresh meat and yet Revy took pity on this man. He reminded her of Rock, the unfortunate wage slave that was dragged by his heels unwillingly into the world of criminals and here we see some standard guy being dragged into the world of digital monsters surrounded by Gods in comparison to his own abilities.

"Here you go kid. You'll need it!" She shouted over to him. Revy felt better now that the kid had a fighting chance with an actual weapon.

She holstered her remaining pistol and drew her Twin MP5s and fired a decent volley of bullets down at the man in the mask. He wasn't really bleeding but her bullets were affecting him and that's what matters.

Unfortunately Revy was too slow to save Guile...

Crow RedLight

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[L3n]

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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="lovePage pageTwo"] [div class="pageTwoText"] [div class="loveHeader"]lottie[/div] [div class="loveSubheader"]pink cheeks[/div] Lottie couldn't help but giggle nervously, waving her hand. ¨No- ̈she started, before giggling harder. ¨I meant yes, darlin ́, Im good,¨the girl strained a smile, showing off her perfect teeth. She closed her mouth soon after, looking away at the ground to their Digimon. ¨New and strange?̈¨her voice raised again, getting caught in her throat at the end. Internally she wondered if she was apart of that. Was she new and strange to him too? Well of course she was new, they just met, but did he mind that? Laughing off her pink cheeks yet again she changed the subject.

¨Do you wanna go outside now, or stay ´ere?¨she asked, happily giving him the reigns for a bit instead of running off. She was generous.. sometimes. ¨Wait can we go outside yet? I wasn't really payin´ attention,¨she admitted again sheepishly. The blonde had been a bit.. distracted. By nothing in particular, of course.. nothing indeed.

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[Necessity4Fun]

Zenith

"This guy? His name is Grey! I just met him, but he’s pretty great! And as for the goggles..."​

The sudden pause had elicited the Umbreon to cock his head in curiosity, looking forward to what was about to happen with the so-called google that the creature known as Grey had on top of his muzzle. The result had been the Braixen snatching the other's blue-tinted possessions and putting it on herself. Zenith approved of the move with a toothy grin, tail dancing in amusement behind him and two notes akin to soft laughter leaving his mouth:

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The grey not-Lycanroc being, that funnily enough was also called Grey, --better than Fluffington at least--, didn't seem very pleased with having the Braixen taking the eye-covers from him without asking. Zenith scoffed under his breath almost instantly. Ask?! But that'd kill the fun of the whole thing! Part of the enjoyment of snatching objects and hiding for their owners to find was the surprised reactions! If you asked beforehand there would be no anger, no surprise, no yelling... That was just plain and boring.

"So what's your name, little guy? Or... girl? I dunno."​

Perking up again, the Umbreon had raised his head for his gaze to meet Grey's while delivering the response, only for the Braixen to start something a lot faster.

"Yeah, What is your name? You look like a Franklin... is your name Franklin? I’m calling you Franklin!​

The Umbreon had to sit down, in utter shock, resisting an urge to facepawn at the other's silliness:

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Zenith had stood there making a dignified pose, tail resting down and wrapping around his paws as he added with an unfriendly, pouty tone:

[div class=tooltip5]"Umbreon Umbyyyy Umbreoooon..."[div class=tooltiptext5]"Call me 'Franklin' and (we) never chat again..."[/div][/div]

Meanwhile, Zenith's Plotmon was almost done with his food, tail wagging happily behind him as the prospect of playing with the other Plotmon approached. And then maybe them all could join with the other Plotmon!! Ohhhh that'd make like, 4 new friends!! Ohhh, so exciting, so exciting~!!

"Waaaaait! Tokomon!", the other dog-Digimon had exclaimed, running after a different friend of theirs, "Sorry other four or five Plotmon! I'll hang later!"​

"A-awww...", Plotmon let out with a note of disappointment, though it didn't last for too long, "Okay then! I'll be looking forward to it, friend~!"

With the other Plotmon gone, the puppy took the final bites at his meat, finally done with it and had started making his way back to the Umbreon when at the corner of his sight, he had seen someone else that was lonely. It... wasn't a Digimon, in fact, it was more of those creatures like the one he had befriended earlier, except that this one was different and less black... And less like a cat-fox thing. The digital canine had tilted his head with curiosity and approached the blue and yellow badger-like being, nuzzling its cheeks with his muzzle, paying no mind to the fox-thing trying to talk to it as well:

"Hey, are you okay?", he asked, there was no immediate response, not to him, not to the other not-Digimon being, this creature's breathing sounded a bit shallow too...

Suddenly alarmed, Zenith's Plotmon would shake the badger a couple times, still nothing, okay now he was getting scared. Out of nowhere and with the loudest tone that he could make, the dog-Digimon would begin panicking, aiming to call the attention of anyone still in the room:

"HELP! Mirei, someone, everyone!! This one's not doing too well!!!", the puppy was hopping from one side to the other, constantly changing which of his paws were touching the flooring, "Plotmon doesn't know what's wrong to help!!"

Zenith: Sayo-Nara , CocoaMarshmallow (Grey), @Nightwisher
Plotmon: Crow , CocoaMarshmallow (Eric), DerpyCarp , @AnyoneWhoWantsToCheckOnEric​

 

[Jeef_jones]

"HSSSSSSSS!!!!"

Ladydevimon, in anger and need to protect her human, grabbed Archer's collar and flew upwards, hissing at him aggressively.

"Now now, Ladydevimon. He may be a fool, but he is not a threat to us, put him down immediately, please."

Ladydevimon let go of Archer in anger as he would fall, not onto the ground - but on Lyle's Automaton, a mere few milliseconds before speedy departure, where he would leave alongside everyone who agreed to board it.

Kyr should really move out of the way before he gets pushed back to Kowloon by the bruising metal guardian's front!

"Hehe~ gun man funny~."

Tokomon was on board it too, apparently.

"Waaaaait! Tokomon!" Plotmon exclaims as it runs after Lyle's automaton. "Sorry other four or five Plotmon! I'll hang later!"

"Your attitude was a bit inappropriate, Ladydevimon, but at least he is one step closer to his destination. May he achieve his goals. May everyone achieve their goals."

Vroom vroom, Lyle went, and vroom vroom he had gone.

Mirei starts to polish the statue-like object that she had recently announced to be a Lost & Found.
"Since most of you are still here, where should I place the Human Spirit of Wind? Surely there is at least one Feng Shui expert to provide some excellent advice. Maybe I should place it on a desk table near the Jatetsufūjin-maru, which I have hung on the wall back there, to signify that they both originate from Susanoomon in some way..."

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Kyr would notice the giant weird robot thing approaching him and would quickly scramble out of the way as to not be forced onto the pad, and he watched it vanish onto the pad, still interested but also not wanting to go back and focus on it again making him be pushed onto it if a crowd of people would decide to want to leave. He gave a sigh of relief in moving out of the way in time

"Right..... still... that's no excuse... for recklessness."

The boy could only sigh at the lecture, his mood suddenly dead. Sure, it wasn't as if the lab-coat lady was any wrong... But it also wasn't that simple. Honestly, trying not to give the internal siren call attention would always be one of the hardest things ever. His body would begin moving unconsciously, he'd approach objects he wasn't supposed to mess with, then have to consciously make an effort to drag himself back. Technology, was just that tempting to mess with! He already had to resist sticking his head inside machinery like all the time!
But the adult woman didn't seem to understand it, the struggle of resisting the constant mental tugs. When she told him to basically control his emotions better, Wray pouted. If it was that easy it would have been done, miss!

"...Nevermind... You don't get it either."

Muttering the words to himself, hurt. They had a lot more meaning to the boy than to the person they had been directed to, after all, cutting deep like the blade of a knife. The uncontrollable whims, the hard to shake urges, the unending passion for everything of metallic nature, everything that was put together by screws, wires, oil... It was the reason he was alone most of the time, wasn't it? Cast aside, marginalized. Not even his dad seemed to enjoy it too much, something to do with the mother he had never met.

He just wanted someone else to understand it, truly understand. And not even this fellow inventor had...
Wray felt like crying, but that wouldn't solve anything.

Of course, by the time he had come back with Arclight, this all had been long forgotten, throw at the back of his mind with all of the things the teenager wasn't actively paying attention to at the moment.

"Hey, it's just a hug!"

, he protested upon being interrupted with the Hagurumon, deeming her worries a tad extreme, jeez it wasn't as if he had tried hammering the thing,

"Hugs can't hurt anybody! They're to make your soul and heart feel warm and loved~!"

"NO DAMAGE DONE. ALL FUNCTIONS STILL ON ORDER, CASS-AN-DRA."

"See? It likes it!"

The Elecmon would facepalm at this, a bit bothered for having its question to the female human ignored, but also not willing to put an effort to make the fact known. It was more than clear to it now that this kid WAS, in fact, always like this. The Digimon sighed, it could have been a lot worse, it supposed. Having a hyper, oblivious boy as a trainer was better than some others had.

Since Wray had wandered off straight to Kyr upon arrival at the lab, everything the lab-coated woman might have directed to him, and every bit of her conversation with Mirei or her own Digimon hadn't been heard by him.
Instead, there he was with the capped-man, blinking curiously as he observed the man inspected the light-blue pad that was supposedly their passageway to a new location. Huh?? He was quite intrigued with that notion. What were they supposed to do? Just step on top of the circle in the floor and woosh end up in a new place?

Wait, what was he saying, of course, that's what it was! Just like the mysterious letter that had transported him to the Irentha forest that day!
So this was a new adventure... In the middle of an adventure? This was getting quite confusing...

The man had said he wasn't looking for anything in specific, just looking around, which had gotten an instant nod from the excitable boy. Exploration was something that the inventor-wannabe could definitely understand! And it was tons of fun to do, which was good or otherwise junkyard scavenging would be a huuuge tiring tasks instead of the nice relaxing time it was~
And then suddenly, he was being made a question... One that was rather similar to the one he had just answered at Arclight earlier. Speaking of the Digimon, it was right there beside them, also paying attention to the conversation at hand with mild curiosity:

"Generating... An electric current?"

, Wray had parroted, slightly taken aback by the fancy vocabulary,

"Oh! Ohhhh! No device, really. It's a new thing and a... bit of a weird story..."

, with an awkward expression the boy looked away for a moment, trying to think of how to even start it in a way that the man would be satisfied with the answer,

" 'How', is... a really good question. I guess it's just magic! I don't understand it either, don't worry. I really just woke up one morning and I could do that, proooobably tied to this odd marking that also wasn't there before. Aaaand the odd men in the forest saying things about a prophecy... I'd show it to ya! ...But it's in a bit of an... inappropriate place, and I'd get slightly self-conscious and such..."

Just by saying that, Wray had already gotten red with fluster, holding his legs higher together as if trying to hide something, which he was. Tons and tons and tons of embarrassment... Couldn't it have been a more normal place??

And then Cassandra passed by them, only to be engulfed by the light of the pad and into the new location. This time it was Arclight that pointed things out, looking at the two humans with concern:

"Uhhh, do you think we should we go after them?"

Birb , Jeef_jones

When wray said it was something about magic he immediately began to nod and when wray finished he shook his head "For one it's totally fine I don't want to see it, I just wanted to know if it was magic mumbo jumbo, which it is! I wish I could do magic sometimes..." he then heard the digimon pipe up about heading after the robot lady "Oh totally! I need to ask her what the schematics for those small robots are so I can replicate them and make kier bots!" he then very confidentally stepped onto the pad with blocky following, having finished the meat, and kyr saw the fight happening and immediately panicking at the giant dinosaur like creature that was there before tapping Casandra on the shoulder "Hey so uhh, how good at fighting are you because this seems like it's going to get real dangerous real fast"
Birb Necessity4Fun Crow
Location: PROLOGUE BOSS AREA​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

• Jesse Pinkman
• John Marston

• Jesse's eyes widened as the Chuumon was so casually smacked away by the Growmon. "Holy shit!" He shouted, taking a step back in shock. His Chuumon would have harshly landed against a nearby tree with a loud SMACK!!, before falling and slumping over, unconscious. Jesse flinched at this, having not even noticed the monster staring at him due to all of this. Thank God, too, or else Jesse would probably be unconscious about right now as well. He was then caught off guard by the words of Darlid, who somehow saw him and knew exactly where he was despite Jesse apparently being invisible. Luckily, Jesse was too wrapped up in everything else that was going on to even notice that significant detail. "Shutup, bitch! I don't have superpowers and... fancy shit! And if ya haven't noticed, guns haven't really been working out, yo!" Jesse shouted through grit teeth, deciding to continue standing off to the side instead of just blindly jumping in with nothing but a dinky little pistol.
  
  Crow Laix_Lake
  
• 
  "Well, if ya say so, MIss La Bouff," John replied, nodding a bit to show acknowledgment of her words. He didn't really understand her sudden nervous fits of giggles, but he assumed this might have just been how high-class women acted. He had mostly spent his time with similar women with similar financial situations, after all. Upon her other question, John nodded and leaned back on a table, crossing his arms to relax a bit. He nodded, letting out a slight snicker in response. "Well, yeah," He said, his head tilting downwards and shaking a bit in slight disbelief. His hands flicked up from their crossed positions, though they didn't move away. "I mean... talkin' animals ain't exactly commonplace where I come from, Miss La Bouff. Let alone strange movin' machines that shoot bombs." His head would tilt back up, John still smiling as he looked towards the wealthy blonde. "In fact, I'd argue you're about the only familiar thing here. You look and dress like you're at least roughly from the same time period. Meanwhile, everyone else is either a knight, a talking animal, or some other modern-type person that I can't even begin to describe."
  
  When asked if he wanted to go back outside, John would shrug. "Personally, I'd rather not. But it's up to you, Miss La Bouff. But as far as I'm concerned, unless we have some kinda guide or a map, I'd rather not take my chances in some futuristic world with talking animals and all kinds of other fancy gadgets that I don't understand." He replied honestly. He could be described as adventurous and brave, but as far as John was concerned, this place was a whole new level. What he would consider as "brave" or "adventurous" back home, he would equate to mere stupidity and ignorance here. The latter of which, John was well-acquainted with when it came to here in particular. Though, when asked if they could go outside, John nodded again, before lifting his thumb to the pad. "Yeah. I saw some of them other folk use that there pad doohickey to leave not too long ago."
  
  Meanwhile, John's Biyomon would grin widely at Flower's sudden compliment of his manners. "Really?" He asked, his features lighting up a bit. "Well, gotta say, it feels better too. Food don't get stuck in between my teeth anymore, and I've noticed significantly less choking than usual." He said with a small grin of his own, tilting his head forward a bit as he took another bite out of the meat. He was joking, though... Probably. When she said she was proud of him, however, the Digimon damn near DID choke on his food, letting out a coughing fit for a few moments, before he eventually did swallow it. "ACK! HACK! SON OF A..." He weakly shouted in between coughs, attempting to get it all out of his system. He eventually managed to clear it all out, eyes watery and tears in his eyes by the time he was finished.
  
  "Th-Thanks..." He finally replied, glancing down a bit and averting her gaze out of a mix of embarrassment and a new sore throat.
  
  L3n

 

[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

Lana was slightly upset her guess at the Umbreon’s name was wrong. However, Zenith was still a good name.
“Awww... I was hoping your name was Franklin after all! Zenith is still a nice name!”
She smiled before looking back at Grey once again.
“Oh by the way, this little guys a dude.”
Lana giggled a bit as she adjusted the vizor on her face. It was a little too big, but she thought it was still fun to wear anyway. Suddenly she heard a digimon call out for help because someone apparently wasn’t doing too good. She looked to see who it was only to find out it was Eric.
“E-Eric!?”
As usual Lana grabbed Grey’s paw and dragged him along with her. Once they got over to Eric, Lana bent down and began to poke him and pry his eyes open.
“Eric! Are you ok!? If so it’s time to wake up! Wakey Wakey!”
She continued to shake Eric similar to the Digimon who was shaking him earlier. She gestured for Grey to come help.

Necessity4Fun CocoaMarshmallow ​

 

[Laix_Lake]

Darild Linken
Status: dealing with a trigger happy commando and a cowardly Meth dealer.
Condition: normal​

She holstered her remaining pistol and drew her Twin MP5s and fired a decent volley of bullets down at the man in the mask. He wasn't really bleeding but her bullets were affecting him and that's what matters.

...but what she did not realize was the fact that Darild was in her line of fire, yes he should had let them know that he was going to incapacitate the leader of this group. But is she blind! She should have been able to see him at that point. Regardless, he will remember this. As for the gunfire that struck Darild, the bullets would end up getting caught as if it was hitting Kevlar.
It it wasn't for the consistent layers of grafhene, those bullets would had gotten through.

. "Shutup, bitch! I don't have superpowers and... fancy shit! And if ya haven't noticed, guns haven't really been working out, yo!" Jesse shouted through grit teeth, deciding to continue standing off to the side instead of just blindly jumping in with nothing but a dinky little pistol.

"Alright fine! Don't go after the evil looking demon monster! Just deal with the outher masked maniacs please!" He yelled as he continues his attempt to choke hold the leader.

Crow thatguyinthestore 2Bornot2B

 

[Haz.]

"Are giant demon dragon attacks as frequent here as they are back where I'm from?" Wilson asked, mouth agape, as the thunderous roars of the creature before him slicked back his mane. He glanced to his jackrabbit companion for verbal comfort, who offered none with his hovering subtitles; only cold, harsh truth.
"doot" Harmon the Lopmon, prodding his wit, looked to his master with beady, red eyes narrowed. Percival was having none of it, of course, and bantered back as he swung his backpack from the straps on his shoulder and began to rummage intently through its innumerable contents.
"It's a rhetorical question, of course I know that you don't know how frequent giant demon dragon attacks are back where I'm from."
"doot" The data creature crossed his stubby mitts, the dry 'doot' curling off his tongue with a refined, serrated edge. Wilson's response was, as always, lacking.
"You're a terrible rhetorical question."
"doot" The bunny shrugged with a coy leer at his conversational triumph, then swiftly leapt to Percival's shoulder as the gentleman scientist brandished a mysterious concoction of jell and crystaline. With unthinking action, Wilson tore away a rag of sweat-soaked sleeve from his stained button-up, removed the cork of the potion and plugged the exit with his fabric. He looked to his furry companion, who nodded in quick-witted comprehension, and began to rapidly twirl his ears with dumbfounding speed. As the Lopmon spun his lugs, a miniature tornado began to amass around them, lifting them skyward before suddenly propelling them with speed magnanimous to Wilson's weight towards the grizzly Growmon's ajar mouth. The gentleman scientist drew a lit torch from his flammable backpack, held it to the rag of his saltpeter potion, and hurled the primed explosive at the dragon's mouth!

NOTE: Harmon is not actually a demon rabbit with red eyes, covered in Wilson's beard hair, who speaks in trumpet doots and creates hovering subtitles to translate his speech. Wilson's just losing his marbles, hence the shriveled brain icon.

 

[FoolsErin]

Luka Redgrave and Liollmon

Status: Regretting past decisions regarding listening to people
Interactions: GM ( Crow )
Mentions: Sherlock Holmes ( Scatterbrain )
Nearby: @Prologue_Boss_Gang

Liollmon was furious at how easily the larger Digimon burned his leaves. He wasn't THAT pathetic! He could attack without getting shrugged off! ARGHHH, he'd show him! Awkwardly flailing around in the air, the rookie managed to catch onto Growmon throughout what little stuttering backwards and otherwise the giant was doing when he was hit with the attacks following his. Gripping on as tightly as he could, Liollmon gave a powerful Critical Bite to the bigger Digimon's leg, sinking in as hard as he could to make it REALLY HURT.

I feel like I should be doing something here, seeing everyone else shooting and launching off attacks. Goddammit, I should've paid attention when that lady was telling us how to use those skills she gave up. Now I don't really have anything to add to the pot beside my- Wait a minute, I think I may just have an idea. Firing my grappling hook upwards again--saving the details of the moment of panic I had when it didn't immediately connect with the ceiling--I swung past the giant fire-breathing dinosaur and towards the two masked goons and their frantically summoned tadpolesque Digimon, unlatching and flying towards the first one with what I'm pretty sure is a solid-enough kick. I'm far from being a fighting expert but I'm pretty sure a kick to the nose would be more than enough to allow the magnificent Luka to strike one of them downwards.

​

 

[Crow]

"You can and you should, it's your only path forward and your only path out," Mirei says to Lottie, "watch out for Hackers and Eaters, though. Of course, if you have a reason to wait, then be my guests. Some company doesn't hurt from time to time, after all."

She looks to Lottie's Palmon, petting the thing on the petals.

"Take care of her, alright? She'll need it... she'll need you."

She looks to John Marston and his Biyomon.

"And of course, you as well."

Mirei looks to Zenith's Plotmon seeking help. It was Eric!

"My facilities are not equipped to deal with non-Digital lifeforms, or beings that do not exist in what one would call reality," Mirei nods, "I will help however I can. Use my client's DigiFarm area if you need rest. I will catch up with you after retrieving some Ginseng and Tom Yum soup ingredients from my inventory... your emergency does seem to take priority over the construction of coffee recipes, after all."

Mirei gestures to the DigiFarm area of the lab after she presses some keys on it.

"Just tap the panel and you'll be there."

L3n thatguyinthestore CocoaMarshmallow Necessity4Fun Sayo-Nara


The girl would blush heavily at as Red's face was close to hers, then turn her head away as she crosses her arms over her chest. "I- it's fine... we have more immediate problems..."

"Hey hey hey!" the girl's Palmon said to Red as he back got up. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

"It's OK Palmon. Why not you focus on the Growmon first?"

"Roger that!"

The areas in which he was riddled with bullet holes would soon to be connected by cracks that glowed a shining red.

"These accounts... all so GUH!"
"These accounts... all so GUH!"

It was during this moment that he was tackled by a charging Darild, pinned to the ground!

Meanwhile, the mook that wasn't handled by Red would suffer a slamming kick to the nose, being tossed back many metres.

"OK, it's not a maybe we have to run! It's a definitely!"


Growmon, attempting to move forward, was caught by Tap's frost, and during the time it would take to move, Lyle Walt's blade would slash the area inbetween its nostrils.

"RAAAAARRRUUUGGGGHHHH!"
"RAAAAARRRUUUGGGGHHHH!"

Red cubes would rise from the large, gushing cut.

"You got it!" the girl's Hagurumon, with the collective, would release a super-powered Darkness Gear upon the Growmon's wounds. In addition to dealing damage, it seems that the collective would have some control over him, albeit mixed with a good deal resistance.

"No one controls my account... but me..."
"No one controls my account... but me..."

Red's Wall Break would be unsuccessful. But was it hopeless?

"Foolish hatchling... Your last words wasted on a man who will have nothing once I take the one and only thing that matters from him... gragh..."
"Foolish hatchling... Your last words wasted on a man who will have nothing once I take the one and only thing that matters from him... gragh..."

Once again, it happened. Like before, the Growmon would glitch out, shimmer a fullbody purple, have bubbles emerge from it and revert back to its initial state before that process, all while groaning in pain. It then roared loudly, as a shockwave of flames radiated from it to hit all!

Liollmon using this opportunity to sink its teeth into the Growmon's feet would cause it to roar upwards in agony. It was around this time that Wilson's explosives would land in its gaping, blazing mouth, creating quite the burst of flames that dealt quite the amount of damage to it!

RedLight Laix_Lake PolikShadowbliss Chungchangching Thepotatogod Crow Birb thatguyinthestore Zerulu Necessity4Fun Jeef Haz.​

 

[Necessity4Fun]

The huge robot thing that had almost run over the capped-man had missed Wray for very very little. Suddenly taken out of his embarrassment by the magnificent size of the machine his eyes widened in surprise. Ohhh, it was like a huge zeppelin! But also a robot! That definitely did not run fuel or needed stored high-pressurized air! The boy just vibrated in complete awe as if passed by them, arms up high, shouting things such as 'awesome!', 'Woooo there it goes', bouncing up and down like a little kid.
The Elecmon had kindly pulled his excitable trainer away from the pad anyways, guiding the boy along by pulling softly at one of the suspenders. He didn't mind it, the teenager was way too fixated on the Porter to even realise it.

And then it was all over, mode of transportation gone in the same light Cassandra had gone off to...

"Ohhhh~ Again! Again!"

, the inventor-wannabe had let out loudly, clapping to himself in delight as if asking for the encore of a performance,

"That was soooo cool~!! Wasn't it? Wasn't it?!"

, he would look around trying to locate Kyr, making the question at the man first, then looking down at his Digimon,

"Wasn't it cool, Arclight?!"

"Y-yeah, I suppose it was interesting to watch...", it had replied rather awkwardly, unable to be as excited about the scene as the boy had.

"C-come ooooon! You need to be more lively than that~!!"

The Elecmon had proceeded to raise a hand tentatively in the air, "Y-yay?", which got Wray to smile at it with a gentle, understanding and slight proud expression:

"Oh well, you tried~!"

, the boy pat the peacock-tailed Digimon ruffling its hair,

"Sometimes, that's all that matters~"

Arclight could only blink confused at its trainer's behaviour, unsure of whether it was enjoying or disliking it. Well, it wasn't bad... Just a bit too direct and intimate. One more thing to get used to, the Elecmon guessed. Meanwhile, the steampunk teen had just laughed softly to himself, clearly enjoying giving the affection to the Digimon. It was like having a pet! Dad wouldn't let him have any because of the mess they made...

Oh look, and the capped-man was back near the pad again! They had completely missed him due to being very distracted, well, Wray had at least.

"For one it's totally fine I don't want to see it,
I just wanted to know if it was magic mumbo jumbo, which it is! I wish I could do magic sometimes..."​

More than the relief at not having the other want him to... raise the leg of his shorts... --there came that embarrassment back full force!--, the boy had been taken by surprise by how easily the knight-inventor had accepted the magic explanation. Too easy. Suddenly he was wondering if the man was also from Irentha, or if at least the worlds were similar in nature:

"Oh! There's magic in the place you come from...? Uhhh I don't think I've heard your name yet actually. Or maybe I've already forgotten it... Oops~!"

In response to Arclight's inquiry about the following after the lab-coat woman, the man had perked up saying something about wanting the other's inventions blueprints to make them into Kier bots? Was that his name? Kier? For a moment Wray had a thought about whether that'd be legal considering how particular engineers and the like were about their creations... The patent dilemma. But once the adult had stepped into the pad with his Digimon tailing him, the teenager saw no other choice besides going after them, his Elecmon coming too, albeit hesitantly.

It had been the one to suggest this endeavour, yet it already regretted that idea entirely...

There was a huge Growmon outside. Not only that, these guys were clearly some of those twisted hackers. Oh no, they were in trouble...

"M-maybe we should have stayed in the lab...", Arclight had commented, taking a step back, static starting to build up.

Wray, that still didn't know anything was caught up with the fact that there was a huuuge red dinosaur thing in the middle of the room! Jeepers peepers, this thing was enormous! And quite powerful looking... And seemed to be quite cross. Several others were attacking the beast, or its trainer. That's when Elecmon had tugged at the teen's shirt, realizing that if it wanted attention it had to be slightly more assertive for it, talking in a whisper.

"Kid, let's go back these people are dangerous.", the boy seemed conflicted and confused, Arclight sighed, tugging at his shirt again, "If they get you they'll steal your account and me with it! Remember those hackers I talked about? These ones are the worse type of them! There's nothing we can do about it!"

"Wait, then that means..."

Suddenly, he understood it. Those people on the opposite side were very bad, like very very very bad and had most likely attacked first, driven by nothing but greed. All kind of awe, fear or even apprehension that Wray had once felt for the situation melted away as he saw himself just being extremely furious with it, crackles of electricity born from anger as opposite to Arclight's ones of sheer terror. That the bad people kept attacking the others right there in front of him wasn't helping their, about to be, predicament either.

Kier poked Cassandra's shoulder to ask her something but at this point, the boy wasn't paying attention. No, he wasn't about to let dangerous bad people do as they wished and harm the others. Going for the two right-most of the belt-pouches, the boy picked up what looked like metallic gloves with circuits running through them, a rather simplistic and clunky design probably for the others, but fair, given it was something of his own creation: The Stun Gauntlets, that had been recently re-designed to be more of a resistor and focus of sorts. They made Wray's static attacks a lot less erratic in nature, and consequentially more efficient.

Oh yes, without really thinking about it the boy had put the gauntlets on and walked past the two interacting adults, leaving even Arclight behind who could only look at him go with concerned and terrified eyes. Electricity crackled all around him, the dashes of blue lighting spiralling together with Wray's silhouette as he pointed the metallic gloves towards the big rampaging dinosaur Digimon.

Seeing as there was no stopping him anymore, the Elecmon hurried to join beside its currently enraged and determined trainer. It sighed.

"Well, I guess we're doing this now...", the only response was a fierce nod, "Just don't come crying to me afterwards once this goes horribly wrong, okay?"

There, both trainer and Digimon aimed their electrical attacks at the Growmon. Arclight using Heaven's Thunder, summoning an attack from above; Wray releasing a rippling current starting at each fingertip, a dual-directed attack that converted at the center, in a single more powerful lighting.

...God, how much he despised thieves and the like!

Birb , Jeef_jones , Crow​

 

[FoolsErin]

-Status-

Health: 200/200

Hunger: 120/120

Sanity: 0/120


-Inventory-

-Spear
-Helmet
-4 Pieces of Raw Meat


-Music-

None, currently.

"VALHALLA AWAITS!" Wilfrid snarled, slipping past shadowy claws and maws to charge towards the most vicious of all of her current enemies. Giving a mighty stab to one of the shadowy beasts in her vision crawling a bit too close, she jumped onto the head of another, using it as a launching point towards the dinosaur-like beast. "THY SHALL TERRORIZE NÖ LÖNGER!" The valkyrie declared, thrusting her spear towards its eye as the flames from its mouth began to dim.

Well, this was how WIGFRID saw it. In reality, the presence of the terrifying creature had dimmed her sanity quite a bit. She stabbed at seemingly nothing, and had jumped off the back of her poor little Armadillomon Plate. Otherwise, however, she was launching a solid attack at Growmon.


Crow @fightpeople

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Sarah Kinkle

Sarah soon realized that her gun was not doing much but she could at least slow the blasted dragon down.

With that, she iced up her hands and sends a huge ice blast into the Growmon's legs, attempting to freeze it solid!

Meanwhile, Tap continues to bombard the growmon with his snow blizzard, not seeming to get tired.

Crow​

 

[Topless]

Parasoul & Umbrella

As Parasoul gathers her thoughts, all of a sudden she got bumped into by Mortis, knocking her down and Umbrella flew off and landed on top of her, face buried within her assets. When Umbrella looked up, she smiles sheeply while Parasoul scowled, not amused.

"Oh...um...hehe..."

"..."

Soon afterwards, Umbrella gets off as Parasoul gets up, dusting off her clothes. Eroberung and Tod went over to Mortis and the former asks "So how was it, Bullseye?"

EldridSmith Crow ​

 

[Critic Ham]

• sun
• Well-Worn Journal

• 
  
  I grinned when the little girl I noted earlier walked over to me. She was a cute child wearing clothes that reminded me of a ballerina though not quite. There was a tad bit more detail as though it was more for a play ballet and there was a red pendant on her chest. Something was off about that pendant though. I couldn’t see anything that held it in place. Was it woven into the fabric? If so, odd fashion choice, but I wasn’t one to judge. I did wear clothing that resembled what the Grim Reaper would wear if it was a nun.
  
  Her digimon was nearby, happily munching on the food Mirei gave us. It appeared similar to a flower bud expect with a leaf growing from its head. The name Lalamon appeared above its head. I blinked a few times. Huh, apparently my mask received a software update at some point. Wasn’t gonna question it. Simply was easier that way.
  
  But, if it could now identify different digimon. I glanced at the imp where the name Impmon appeared over its head. Unlike Lalamon though, below its name was a small sentence. Bada Boom: Summons flames of darkness to attack opponents.
  
  Coolio. I didn’t have to call it imp anymore. Just Impmon. Still gonna call its species imp.
  
  I looked back to see the girl stumbling and finally falling to the floor. A literal chorus of oh nos were sung from the girl. I flinched when her face finally connected with the ground with an audible thud. Ouch, that gotta hurt. The Impmon spoke on her misery as she picked herself up.
  
  “Wow, she fell for ya huh?”
  
  The Impmon screamed as it flew across the lab.
  
  Meanwhile, I had crossed the distance between me and the girl in the blink of an eye. I was going to help her help, but I had been so distracted by the Impmon’s mysterious flight, the girl was already on her feet by the time I got there. She looked at me with wide eyes and tensed up as though she was ready to bolt. However, I was quicker. I placed a hand on her shoulder both to comfort her and anchor her in place.
  
  “You alright there kiddo?” I asked as my single eye looked about her face for any scraps and bleeding.
  
  SheepKing
  
• 
  
  
  Status:
  Still fricking confused on what's happening, but otherwise healthy and sound.
  
  Location:
  Digilab, doesn't sound like they anally probe people.
  
  Allies:
  Impmon, has been following me ever since I allowed it to escape from a pet/slave market. Has somehow achieved flight. No, I didn't have anything to do with it. Can't you tell my innocent by my wicked grin and the gleaming glint in my eye?
  
  Mikagura Mirei, badass purple-haired scientist lady who stayed cool against threats, explicit or implied. She claims she only wants to see the bond between human and digimon grow so she has dictated her efforts in helping me and my fellow abductees.
  
  Hostiles:
  Eaters, some kind of hentai tentacle thing well known for abducting people. Probably took them to their dungeons. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  
  Annoyances:
  Jin, a fool who thinks booping unknown entities is a good idea. Also lacks any tact whatsoever. Serious, he pulled a gun out and threatened to shoot a lady. How barbaric! At least I have the civility to imply my threats.​
  
  

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

“Ah ah ah Wilfred....a good candle eats the rest of his salmon.” Benedict said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin before setting it back down on the table. Wilfred nodded in agreement before staring down at the seventeen forks in front of him, “Ah....Wilfred, quiz time....which fork, do you use?” Benedict said as Wilfred contemplated, he picked up the fourth fork to the right. “Ah...That is, correct...that is indeed the salmon fork.” Benedict said before slapping a “You’re a Superstar!” sticker on Wilfred. Just then, Josh waddled up and took the plates “Honk?” Josh honked. Benedict looked at his watch, “Ah, not this time Josh...dessert will have to wait.” Benedict said before taking a bite out of a butter roll. “Ah...The salmon was, quite delicious....but not as delicious as....that fox would’ve been, indeed.” Benedict stated before the three of them looked around in disappointment, “Ah....Wilfred, we have you now, next time, we’ll be having fox for dinner.” Just as Benedict got out of his chair to leave, Josh gave an angry honk and started to tap his foot, “Ah ah ah Josh, Wilfred here will pay for the bill.” Benedict said as Josh eyeballed Wilfred, but Wilfred eyeballed Josh back, and of course, Benedict eyeballed them both, “Ah...It appears we shall...sit here until some good fellow pays this bill.” Benedict said as he sat back down to participate in the staring.

Crow​

 

[EldridSmith]

Nik had lowered his guard causing him to not pay as much attention to his surroundings. He turned around just in time to watch the scene play out. He immediately went over to check on them. "Are you alright?" He asks kneeling down to Umbrellas height.

Mortis sheepishly backed away when he heard Ero ask how the ride was. "It was fun until she pulled on my ear."
Crow Topless

 

[Crow]

The two-direction lightning blast from Wray and his partner would surge through the Growmon as it screeched furiously, falling down then rising back up on its feet.

"Impossible... Impossible!"
"Impossible... Impossible!"

As it prepares to jump away from the collective strikes of Wigfrid and her friend, the Growmon would find itself unable to move thanks to the collective efforts of Sarah and Tap's frosty blows that froze it in place. Before it could even attempt to break out, Wigfrid's attacks would strike the Growmon, breaking the ice and pushing it back, dealing damage!

In retaliation, the Growmon would create a wide array of fissures on the ground as it stomped its feet, these fissures appearing below and between our heroes, seperating them. Thanks to its reduced speed, the process was slow and the first warning sign - a small spark emerging from the gaps - was sufficient...

... to realise that they would begin to spew great towers of fire!

"AAAAAAA!!!!" The girl's Terriermon panicked as it ran about. "MY BUTT'S ON FIRE! MY BUTT'S ON FIRE!"

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Cassandra Garrison

"Well, we are gears. We link up. Simple as that."

The girl's Hagurumon connected teeth with Cassandra and Darild's Hagurumon. As the three-gear set began to rotate, the collective would feel stronger, stronger than the sum of its parts, faster too.

"I've never actually done this before. Something to do before we inevitably digivolve, I suppose. Ready when you are!"

Meanwhile...

"... You better know what you're doing then...."

"IT WILL BE ALRIGHT."

"... Fine."

"So many, so swift, each one is but a mere bite of an ant."
"So many, so swift, each one is but a mere bite of an ant."

Guilmon was mocked as he rapidfired his fireballs.

"I will show you hatchlings how it's really done! Exhaust Flame!"
"I will show you hatchlings how it's really done! Exhaust Flame!"

Two Guilmon before it, the Growmon would launch one gatgantuan flamethrower to overpower them. It would also serve to overpower Keramon, burning his bullets as they turned to crisp data.

"Can you still stand, puny Guilmon?"
"Can you still stand, puny Guilmon?"

That was when Revy's, Sarah's and Tom's bullets hit.

"How anno- brrrrrrrrr."
"How anno- brrrrrrrrr."

SnowAgumon's blizzards froze it for a bit, before it cracked the ice shells that held it. Before it made further moves, however, its eyes would widen as it saw what was coming.

Lyle Walt and his vaguely fish-like new friend came along in their ride, bashing into it. Like a deer on the road, it would fly into the air and be tossed a great distance.

"Your account... is most curious... and when it is most curious, it is rightfully mine!"
"Your account... is most curious... and when it is most curious, it is rightfully mine!"

The Growmon conjures a vast quake of some sort to deal damage to all, all while preparing to ram back into Lyle's ride for a competition of dominance.


Mephisto, as the man was called, would be successfully shot and riddled with holes. He panicked, not at his supposed death, but rather...

"No, my account data! You will pay!"
"No, my account data! You will pay!"

Several holes were found on him, each leaking these small blue- no- red cubes in a similiar fashion to previously established. He was still standing strong and ever mobile.

Meanwhile, with the other two, their Otamamon, as identified, would be smacked with an Electric Shock from Betamon and a Saint Knuckle III from Tokomon, almost immediately knocking them out.

Tokomon turns towards the two mook Hackers and opens its maws - its signature intimidation tactic

"AAAAA!"
"Well we better GUH!"

That latter one was headlocked by an invisible force.

Mephisto was repeatedly bodied by unseen strikes.

"No more!"
"No more!"

Mephisto exclaimed as he conjured some type of pad and typed into it. Whatever it did, it was followed by Mephisto evading the further attacks of those who were invisible despite his reduced speeds - mainly through keeping vaster distances than before - as well as him grasping the back of Red's collar and tossing him towards the girl who called herself a Detective's Assistant!

It was after this that the Growmon's monsterly pupils would briefly shift to look at Jesse for a bit, then turn back to the rest of the battle as his Chuumon began to gnaw at his neck. Igniting claw with flame, he would smack at the engrossed little rat Digimon!

Cassandra turned away from the three Hagurumon for a second, watching the fight. Whatever was going on, the man with the mask, Mephisto, seemed to have attacked some of the group members. But, it seemed the rest of the group was able to fight back as well. Which, gave the roboticist an idea..

Meanwhile, Hagurumon would be mostly surprised by his linkage with the two outher Hagurumon. He knew that something like this would be possible, but figured that it would be at most, some what pointless. He was proven wrong regardless. But what to do with such new found power?
"A suggestion, we engage with Darkness Gear, using our combined power to amplify it's effectiveness." If the other Hagurumon agree, then he will fire off Darkness Gear at Growmon.

"YES. THAT SOUNDS DELIGHTFUL."

immediately panicking at the giant dinosaur like creature that was there before tapping Casandra on the shoulder "Hey so uhh, how good at fighting are you because this seems like it's going to get real dangerous real fast"

"Huh-? uh..."

Cassandra turned around, facing someone else.

"... Well... good at fighting robots. Not good at fighting hostile monsters. But I have a plan that just may be somewhat effective."

Cassandra opened up her bag again, and tool out a spool of wire. It was rather thick, shiny looking. It probably would have been hard to break. As she did, those same, tiny robots poked their heads out of the bag again. All of them, instantly assembled in front of Cassandra, like a bunch of little soldiers. She handed over the long piece of wire to them, and pointed to the Growmon. Instantly, the robots took the wire in their tiny hands, and assembled so they held the wire in a line.


"Go on now. Why don't you show this man how useful you can be..."

All of the robots, the GEARZ, nodded. They turned, and began walking, RUNNING in perfect unison, straight towards Growmon.

"You got it!" the girl's Hagurumon, with the collective, would release a super-powered Darkness Gear upon the Growmon's wounds. In addition to dealing damage, it seems that the collective would have some control over him, albeit mixed with a good deal resistance.

"No one controls my account... but me..."
"No one controls my account... but me..."

Red's Wall Break would be unsuccessful. But was it hopeless?

"Foolish hatchling... Your last words wasted on a man who will have nothing once I take the one and only thing that matters from him... gragh..."
"Foolish hatchling... Your last words wasted on a man who will have nothing once I take the one and only thing that matters from him... gragh..."

Once again, it happened. Like before, the Growmon would glitch out, shimmer a fullbody purple, have bubbles emerge from it and revert back to its initial state before that process, all while groaning in pain. It then roared loudly, as a shockwave of flames radiated from it to hit all!

Liollmon using this opportunity to sink its teeth into the Growmon's feet would cause it to roar upwards in agony. It was around this time that Wilson's explosives would land in its gaping, blazing mouth, creating quite the burst of flames that dealt quite the amount of damage to it!

"What the.... man... what's this tacky ass suit man goin on about. I wouldn't be so confident if I had such poor taste in apparel."

"AHA. HA. HE DOES APPEAR TO HAVE A STRANGE SENSE OF FASHION."

Oh yes, without really thinking about it the boy had put the gauntlets on and walked past the two interacting adults, leaving even Arclight behind who could only look at him go with concerned and terrified eyes.

Cassandra looked over as Wray approached the creature. She was going to say something but... decided against it.

Meanwhile, the GEARZ were still rushing towards Growmon with the wire. As they were right at the creatures ankles, they began circling rather quickly, wrapping and tangling the thick wire around its feet. They then secured a tight knot, and ran back to Cassandra. Hopefully, this would at least slow the Growmon down. She opened the bag and instantly, the GEARZ climbed back in.

"An excellent job.."

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  Red and Guilmon's faces look at the Growmon in shock. The Wall Break failed... They now stand there hopelessly. Is this it? They both felt Death's embrace, slowly tightening behind them. Red and Guilmon could not even look at each other, as they just froze there. Or was it really all hopeless? As the Growmon spoke to the two: Foolish hatchling... Your last words wasted on a man who will have nothing once I take the one and only thing that matters from him, threatening Red and Guilmon. Something seems too be happening. Something similar that happened before. The Growmon growled in pain, before it suddenly starts glitching out. Gragh... It growled while its body shimmers purple. Bubbles emerge from Growmon, before reverting him back to his initial state. And in an instant, an idea hits Red. He smiles just from having the thought of it. Guilmon looks at Red, and catches him smiling. For what reason? Then Guilmon knows what is up. Of course, when did Red ever stop coming up with Digimon strategies? Death's embrace slowly loosen from the two partners. Growmon. Is f***ed. But suddenly, Growmon's roar got louder. Its noise vibrated through everyone's spine. After it, a shockwave of flames radiates from Growmon, hitting everyone in a nearby radius, including Red and Guilmon. Red quickly embraces Guilmon to protect his Digimon partner, as Red takes the damage on his back.
  "F***!" Red screamed in pain, as the heat takes over his body.
  "RED!!!" Guilmon shouted, as he begins to panic.
  Just when Guilmon thought that Red is burning alive, the latter removes his blazing jacket, and throws in onto the side. As well as removing his pants with parts of it burning, before throwing it onto another side.
  "That s*** almost got me, dude!" Red told Guilmon, before sighing in relief.
  Now Red wears nothing but his T-shirt, his watch, his black socks (I know you read that as black c*** hahah), and an indigo-colored underwear with white Moose designs all over it. Everyone that glances over Red and Guilmon's area sees the former in his underwear.
  "Saved! Saved!" Red shouted, as if announcing to everyone that he and Guilmon are safe.
  Guilmon looks at Red's silly underwear, continuing to Red's hairy legs. Speechless.
  "Don't worry about it." Red told Guilmon. "Happened in P.E. class before."
  But what happened in his P.E. class before is another story to tell for another time. Right now, Red and Guilmon have to focus. After all, Red just got a new idea. Suddenly, a lightning blast surges through Growmon, before the latter screeched furiously in pain. As to where the attack came from, Red and Guilmon does not know. The Growmon falls down, before rising back up. Would Red's plan still take place? Their Digimon enemy seems to be weakening already. But he guesses that it is worth the shot. However, Growmon started stomping on to the ground, which results in the appearance of fissures. The fissures, below and between everyone, separates Red and Guilmon.
  "RED!" Guilmon shouted, calling out to Red.
  "GUILMON!" Red did as well.
  But they were not separated too far off. And in fact, everyone seems have gotten separated with their teammates. So it is not just their problem. Suddenly, the fissures started spewing great towers of fire.
  "S***! S***! S***!" Red cussed, as he tries to dodge the flames.
  "Aaaaaa." Guilmon does the same thing.
  But the plan! It must take place. Red takes a deep breath.
  "EVERYONE! IF YOU KEEP ATTACKING THE GROWMON, IT WILL REVERT TO A CHILD-LEVEL DIGIMON!!" Red announced a strategy to everyone as loud as he could. "I FORGOT THE TERM FOR IT, BUT DO NOT STOP YOUR ATTACKS! PLEASE!! TRUST ME!!!"
  Guilmon smiles from the sight of Red leading everyone to their inevitable victory. Red, who seems to have held onto the handgun the Revy-person borrowed him, aims it at the Growmon's head with proper form. Indeed, gun shooting was one of his sports.
  "Don't worry, pal. I got this." Red assured Guilmon, who is still beside him. "Now fall back! It's an order, sergeant."
  Guilmon did not understand what Red addressed him: Sergeant. But he chuckles.
  "Of course you do." Guilmon responded to Red with glee. "Good luck!"
  After Guilmon cheered Red up, the former takes off by running away from them, looking for a place to rest at. And Red, on the other hand, begins firing at the Growmon's head. Each one lands as a head shot. The head was always his target, and he honed himself to make sure it hits every time. Growmon is a huge target, making attacks easier to land. He is f***ed.
  
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Well what do we know, not only was Archer’s questioned ignored, he was hurt by one of those gaymons, such is life perhaps, whatever. Archer didn’t have time to figure out an escape from this dumbass digital world as he was placed on some sort of ship and set sail for disaster. Something something something and boss fight.

Fuck it
Gun time

Archer unholsteres his pistol, firing at whichever digimon was evil, until someone tells them to continue firing, Archer immediently stops firing, no one tells archer to do except himself, his mother, and depending on the girl his significant other. Instead, archer decided to take the time to drink, unscrewing his flask as he drink.

Crow RedLight

 

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Dismas​

Stress: 23/200, Normal​

Physical Status: OK​

Actions: Calm​

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BANG.
Out of nowhere, a flintlock pistol ball would soon be flying at the demon dragon.
The source of the shot was very easy to track down. Dismas had finally walked through the portal-the fact he wasn't dead was a bit of a shock to Dismas, but honestly, he had nothing else to do.
It took Dismas a grand total of five milliseconds to realize that the dragon thingy was the enemy. The Highwayman carefully leveled his flintlock at the beast's head again.
"I still wish I knew where the hell I was."
As Dismas lined up his next shot, he spotted his PawnChessmon dashing forward. Little guy was loyal, Dismas would give him that.
"CHARGE! COME ON, COME AND GET ME!"
Spikes dashed at the demon dragon, intent on stabbing it with its spear. Dismas chuckled as he aimed his next shot.
"Well... you've got the heart, I'll give you that."​

 

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Parasoul & Umbrella

"I'm fine, Mr. Nik." Umbrella says "But now I'm bored." On the other hand, Tod snickered "Aye, ya doin fine fo a steed."

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