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In Memory of Kale; The Chosen, Only
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Topic Started: Apr 23 2016, 05:29 PM (1,331 Views)
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Xion Asuka
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May 29 2016, 12:45 AM
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Wanna be a pest? Then die like the rest.
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"'Talking' about this issue is precisely what brought about the destruction of culture within my village in the first place! I know how you humans operate now... you would have me sit down and explain how your way of life is just so much better than that of digimon... all part of your aim to turn us into your little pets to do your bidding!"
"Is that what it seems like to you? We don't operate like that at all! For starters, our way of life isn't much better when you get right down to it, we've had time periods where conflict got truly ugly. This isn't... Ugh, even if I talk about it, you're not going to listen. That insufferable zeal of yours is what closes your ears to hearing anything else besides what you want to hear." Raphael grimaced. Perhaps it would have been in his best interest to not keep talking, as Musyamon seemed to decide to forgo talking after a while. Either Raphael had said the wrong thing... Or he said the right thing, but Musyamon was too angry to truly listen to it and decided to shut out all reason. Either way, they were in a bind now. Fortunately, Edwin decided to bank on his plan, all they needed to do was hope Musyamon chased the one that seemed to anger him most (Which was him right now) and then hope he lived long enough to get the fight somewhere-
"You know what? Yeah. That's what we want to do! And we're going to turn on the machine that would mind-control you digimon into our pets right now!"
Raphaelw as prepared to bolt, but the moment Edwin spoke, he whirled in place and facepalmed. "Edwin, no! What're you doing? You're gonna make him madder than I did!" he spoke out, but it was too late. Musyamon's priority was now shifted to the boy who said what couldn't have vindicated his roaring rampage of revenge more than what anyone else said. Thankfully Edwin was fast at repositioning himself and managed to dodge Musyamon's Shiratori-maru, but... He couldn't keep this up forever. "Akasha, wherever you are, now would be a nice time for you to stop being fabulous and start helping us...!" he grit his teeth, somehow picturing his partner somewhere posing infront of a mirror. Oh, why did he have to go and corrupt his partner with fashionable posing and the like?
"Why do that when I can do both at once?" a voice spoke out from behind Raphael, as he whirled around almost immediately in shock. That voice... Mechanical but taunting and slick, he recognized it well. His partner in crime...
"A-Akasha...? You're really-" Raphael spoke, the Hagurumon holding a pose with his gear hand infront of his face, before he spun once and pointed his other gear hand toward Musyamon.
"No time to talk, we've got friends to save and cameras to look good for! The emissary of steel, with a body of iron and adamant resolve... Akasha is here! Now let us begin... With a little Darkness Gear!" Akasha announced, launching several cogs like shurikens that spread out before closing in on Musyamon. Several struck the blade to deflect and throw Musyamon off balance before the remaining ones began to strike his legs in an attempt to floor the digimon. The Hagurumon moved forward, taking a position near Raphael, who was slowly overcoming his shock to realize that Edwin's own partner Loki was here as well. Further away he could see Reiko and her Renamon were beginning to take the fight to Wendigomon too... Which meant the others weren't too far away. They... They would actually stand a chance now!
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Jun 1 2016, 03:00 PM
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"No! Edwin!" Helpless to do anything but cry out in despair as Musyamon advanced upon Edwin, Mellie's vision began to blur as hot tears of frustration brimmed in her eyes, forcing her to squeeze them shut. How could it be posible that they, who had fought and vanquished foes far stronger and scarier, were being curbstomped by a mere Musyamon? And yet in those battles when far more had lain at stake than just their lives, she'd always had her faithful companion, the fiercest warrior, her loyal partner by her side.
Beatrice...
"Is this really the time to be practicing your melodramatics, cogbucket?" a wry, deeply feminine voice sounded out.
Mellie's eyes snapped open at the sound of that familiar voice, hardly daring to believe what she had heard. Indeed, a few metres in front of her, a white bipedal cat stood, her gloved paws crossed in front of her chest, purple and white striped tail twitching upright in the air. Sky blue eyes found Mellie's gaze and held in momentarily, a small smile playing about the feline's visage. "Hello, kitten."
"Tris!"
"Of course, dear. Who else?" The Tailmon shook her head slightly, a twinkle in her eye. "Unfortunately, I have to admit that I agree with the gearhead there... our tearful reunion can wait until after we dispose of this joker - yes, the hugs too," she added hastily, knowing her partner's mind. Suddenly leaping forwards, a snowy blur against the grass, she darted towards the Musyamon, nimbly ducking under his blade as he attempted to swing at her. "Neko Punch!" After landing the blow with one gloved fist on the Musyamon's nose, Beatrice nimbly backflipped in the air, landing back into position squarely between her partner and the Musyamon,
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Jun 14 2016, 02:34 PM
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It figured his friends would take more notice of being called old than his semi-unintentional innuendo and for some strange reason he couldn't help but think about what they would do in their mid-life crisis’. But he had to push those thoughts to the side. While he was ecstatic that Laurel was acting more like her normal self there were some things he just couldn't let slide. "Excuse you? C+? I'll admit that was barely even a warm up but like Raph that was at least B+ material right there. The nerve of some people…" His offended tone was mostly an act. Mostly. That C+ hurt a little.
"Now, if you wanna see some S class posing look n-" interrupted by the sudden appearance of thick fog, Terrence came to the same conclusion as the others. "No way…" Before he could do much of anything though he was tackled by Laurel and sent tumbling down the hill along with Reiko.
… He really should’ve seen this coming. Not the digimon out of nowhere though that should probably be included as well. Their group was always incredibly unlucky and obviously just merely talking about digimon had to lead to being attacked. But no, what he should've seem coming was the fact that falling down a hill would lead to him being sat on and head being forced into the ground. Taking Reiko’s hand, who had finally realized their positions, he gave the blankest stare he could of info the distance. "Why? Why is it always me? Every. Single. Time." Of course after just barely sitting up they were all knocked over again.
"Tamers... must... die!"
And then they were all flung away yet again. Managing to sit up slightly again he couldn't help but give off a nervous set of chuckles. "Think you got the wrong people big guy. We're obviously not these 'Tamers' you’re looking for, never even heard of them. We're the 'Chosen.' Just a slight mix up, so you ca-"
"Wendimon... kill Chosen!"
"Of course…" He tried at least. As much as he hated thinking about it there really wasn’t much any of them could do against this digimon, not without their partners. He wished he could at least see Hack one more time before he died. Then suddenly their bodies began to glow and light up the sky. One landed right in front of Terrence.
"Aw, c'mon Renamon, I was supposed to get here first! I had it all planned it and everything," the latter part of his speech mumbled. The light faded to reveal a familiar small dragon covered in armor and metallic fur, Terrence had never quite figured that part out, as well as his trademark scarf wrapped around his neck.
"Hack," shocked speechless, Terrence merely stared mouth opened at the appearance of his old friend. But slowly, a smirk rose in his lips replacing his dumbfounded expression. "You sure took your sweet time getting here."
The dragon turned revealing a huge grin filled with sharp teeth. "You know you missed me. But let's take care of this guy first." Turning back to the Wendimon with a fierce glare, flames began to lock the air through his teeth. Unhinging his jaw and whipping his head forward, a ball of fire burst out, "Baby Flame!"
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