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Post by Wild Digimon on Aug 10, 2011 21:41:17 GMT -5
SOULMON.
the SHEPHERD.
[/sup][/center] The plan couldn't have gone better! Soulmon had successfully abducted not one BUT TWO children to bring to his honorable Harvesters! The teleportation from the real world to the digital world may have given him a throbbing headache, but the praise from his masters would remedy that quickly enough! As they vanished from the human realm, flashes of digital code surrounded the three. Soulmon kept his long arms out from his sleeves circled around the two girls with the digivice in hand. He couldn't help but release another maniacal laugh as he felt the familiar atmosphere of the digital world phase through the dark cloud they were in. "Now now my dears~!" the ghost cackled, annunciating himself much like a train conductor. "Keep your arms and legs inside the digital cloud at all times! We want you in one piece ha-ha!"
But soon his feelings of triumph were washed away once the smaller human made that same screech that tormented him so... THAT...NOISE!
Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Where'd Mommy go!? MOMMY!
"EEUYAGH!! Little siren! Cease and desist!"
Instead of keeping his arms around the girls he threw his hands over his head once again, breaking the process of teleporting them to the Harvester's most secret location. The ghost digimon was immediately flung away from the two girls to a random location as the humans finished their teleportation from the human world to the roadsign forest. With his forced departure, Soulmon watched in pained horror as he was tossed into the ends of the forest while his prey had escaped him... for now.
played by nicknack
posts so far 2
bits £100
rewards transfer to... mouse
ooc notes; hope this is okay! :3 I'll wait a bit to post as him again until your characters have met their digimon and bonded and ready for a little fight~![/blockquote] |
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Post by hanamehikari on Aug 10, 2011 22:13:19 GMT -5
It was dark, so dark, and her Mommy was still gone. The ghostly voice taunted them. One piece? She could be in many pieces? She would have sobbed more if her eyes were not already dry, her tears having been spent. Her sobbing and crying and whining though seemed to unsettle the ghostly creature, and before she knew what had happened they were suddenly in the middle of a large forest, the ghost no where to be seen! Hikari sniffled and blinked, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand and peeking around Maro to look around. The parking lot was gone, her Mommy was still gone, and perhaps oddest of all was there was a large road sign staked to a tree. That was strange. Had they simply been moved to the forest near the camp?
"M-maro?" She questioned hesitantly, peering up at the woman with fear in her eyes. "W-where are we?" The ghost was no where to be seen, and her curiosity getting the better of her she slowly detached herself from Maro except for one hand on the woman's shirt. Little Hikari stepped in the direction of the sign, leaning towards it and tugging lightly on Maro's shirt. "Look. A sign. It says..." What it said made no sense at all. NO RIGHT ON RED! "No right on red? What?" Hikari tilted her head, confused, then giggled at the strangeness of it. "Maro, Maro-Sensei!" She looked back towards the woman and pointed at the sign. "I don't see any red. Do you see any red?" Her curiosity and want to explore this new place was taking over her initial fear, but she still remained gripping Maro's shirt with one tiny fist.
Something in the bushes behind the sign twitched suddenly, and Hikari froze, afraid that the ghost was back. She scanned the forest, and it twitched again. It was a pink and green thing! A flower perhaps? With a big leaf? "Maro! I found a flower, and the leaf is HUGE!" She tugged on Maro's shirt until the woman would follow, and if she didn't then Hikari would go on her own, bouncing over to the plant thing with an intent to poke it. And poke it she did. When she poked it the leaf twitched, wriggling until she pulled her hand away. With a curious croon Hikari poked it again, surprised when the whole plant turned around. "Maro! It moved!" She went to poke it again when a voice suddenly called from below!
"Will you stop poking me? It tickles!" Hikari squeaked in surprise and jumped back, looking around in the bushes for whatever had spoken. "I'm right here!" To her surprise the plant suddenly bounced, the pink things now apparent as spikes and the leaf attached to a very round, and very pudgy body.! It blinked its large eyes at her. It had a high pitched voice, cute, and looked absolutely adorable and squishy, except for the spikes! Hikari had the guts to poke it again. "Hikari please! I'll bruise!" It knew her name!? How in the world did it know her name!?
Hikari squeaked and jumped back again, stumbling back to Maro and hiding behind the woman. After a moment she peeked around Maro, staring at the little flower thing. It tilted its head, or rather its entire body, to the side. "You are Hikari aren't you?" Hikari gave a few rather jerky and quick nods of her head, giving choppy little "mhms" with each nod. To her surprise the little thing bounced towards her. "I'm Budmon! You're here!"
"Wha-what do you mean 'you're here'?" Hikari mumbled, still hiding behind Maro.
Well what else is it supposed to mean? I'm your digimon! A digital monster!" The plant thing... Budmon, looked like it was about to burst with pride as it bounced between Maro's legs and up to Hikari. The couple steps Hikari took backwards gave Budmon room to bounce up into her arms, causing the girl to fall over onto her rump.
"Um. Um." Without thinking Hikari tossed the thing away from her. It was cute yes, but plants did not talk, and this flower was talking. "Go away! I want my mommy! Maro! What is it!? Where's mommy!" Poor girl was on the verge of crying yet again!
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Post by katz on Aug 11, 2011 12:20:23 GMT -5
------ Hida Maro  As unfortunate as her camp experience the night before had been - sleeping in tents and eating scorched food was even preferred to this; whatever this was. Kidnapping? Ghost-napping? Hallucinations brought on by eating only partly-edible toasted marshmallows the night before? The world had dissolved - and she was seeing ghosts. Things were definitely not right.
And to make things worse...this wasn't familiar at all! For one, she couldn't hear noise that she would expect to hear near a small camp - and the woods were not big enough that they would have been far away to cancel the din of screaming, running children. Secondly - it looked like this had been designated the place where all signs came to die. They popped up out of foliage and hung upside down from trees, tangled in the branches - not to mention the ones that were fastened to the trunks. Everything from 'stop' signs to 'caution ahead'. Question was...where they supposed to listen to the signs, or were they just...here. It was so dense chances were there was no road - but honestly? With how the day had been going? She wasn't about to underestimate anything.
"M-aro?" She jumped a bit, finding herself a little more pinned to the site than she thought - by a little girl who still clutched at her clothes. Crap, Hikari. She'd actually forgotten that she wasn't the only one dragged along in the wake of this food-hallucination-astral-trip-whatever-it-was. What made it worse was the brightness of her eyes - she was scared, and wanted to know where they were. And here she was, with no clue of her own.
"Hikari?....Soon as I find out you'll be the first to know."
As the young former-camper-turned-fellow-kidnapee began pulling at and discovering the weirdness of the forest around her, Maro allowed herself to be tugged around in her wake. If anything, they needed to stay together - both because they were not the only two who were dragged into this mess, but the itty-bitty responsible part of her self-conscious was telling her that if she was not completely fired already, that she definitely would be if she lost a little girl in god-knew-where. Somehow she didn't think the excuse of 'the ghost in the big floppy hat took her' would help her case.
At least if she was so obsessed with looking at the signs, then she seemed a bit happier. Who was she to give her a chance to be enthralled - after what they'd been through. Coming close enough to one of the signs, she tapped it with a finger to see if it was real - and actually heard a slightly tinny echo. They were real metal signs alright - but as Hikari was keen to point out - why would they need a sign that just spouted out traffic rules such as the taboo of 'no left turns' or 'right on red', when there was no road to turn left on and equally no red.
There were, or would be, bigger question to figure out though. The bushes twitched, and Maro actually flinched as the curious Hikari stopped dead in her tracks. Is that...? She thought, and immediate dread swam through her veins. If it was that ghost again, they needed to get out of here, fast...or have something to defend themselves with. Did hitting a ghost work? Maybe not, but she could try. In fact - it was the first thing she should have done.
"Hikari...don't touch it. Don't touch anything, alright? And don't wander off..." There were loads of poisonous plants you could find in the woods - and some of them did have pretty flowers, and big leaves, so although Hikari had found something different to occupy herself with, Maro figured it was about time to step in with some semblance of being in charge. Figuring that Hikari wouldn't go too far, she kept an eye on her as she crept towards the flower, but alternated between the little girl and looking at the trees - searching for a large branch, or even a loose road sign if she could heft it and brandish like a weapon in case the wizard-ghost came back. None were in immediate close range, but if she just passed around that bush, there was a promising branch.
"I'm right here...don't leave." She called out, adding, "Hikari...don't touch it..." When the girl replied that the plant was moving. She zoned in on her stick of choice, crunching underbrush distracting her momentarily from whatever shenanigans she had gotten into with the flower. It wouldn't take her three minutes; just break off her makeshift club and she'd be back with more protection that they had before.
She had no problem reaching the branch - reaching things had never been her problem. But physical strength had never been her strong suit. Lean muscles were not pulling muscles - and what started out as a good idea had left her huffing and hawing over bending the limb back till it was just at it's breaking point - but no closer.
"You're kinda pathetic, ya'know?" Struggling to keep the branch from snapping back, Maro registered the saccharine voice who was mocking her, but didn't even question as to why or who was talking to her - or from where. "Sure, gawk at me - don't offer to help or anything! It's not like that's the polite thing to do or anything when you see someone struggling!"
"Oh...help? I can help - you want help? Why didn't you say so in the first place - I can totally help!" Out of the corner of her eye, something pale and green seemed to pounce from above her - leading her to believe that once again the food-hallucination was effecting her vision. Because I honestly cannot actually be being attacked by a talking green jelly monster...
She wasn't being attacked, though. With a whoop of joy the creature bounced down on the bent portion of the stick. It didn't appear like it had all that much weight - but it was enough that combined with Maro's on the branch finally snapped and fell to the ground with a whoosh.
"And that is what we call teamwork - sometimes you just need a little extra push, am I right!" The green jello - because that was defiantly what it looked like... except jello didn't usually come with mouths...or eyes....or ears...and especially not little narwhal horns...seemed pleased with itself. Maro simply stared at it in shock, frozen in disbelief of what she was seeing...until it tried to climb onto the top of her shoe.
Sure, it had helped her, but she wasn't exactly feeling charitable to little imaginary creatures who were not supposed to exist today. "Get AWAY from me!"
"Oh, real nice, Maro...is that how you were raised to greet people who help you? And you call me rude! What do I get for helping you? Nothing...you know what'd be nice? I don't ask for a lot, you know...even though I've been waiting ages. But once you're finally here? No 'Hello, Maro', 'oh Hello Gummymon - how'er things?'oh okay; just hanging around'. Nothing. No courtesy at all!"
"How do you - ? No, go on...shoo!"
"You just tried to kick me - no more talk; just...just come on Maro...Maro...Maro where are you going?! "
But Maro had turned tail and was moving as fast as she could with the branch dragging behind her. Grab Hikari, get out - I've have enough of these things. Green jello blobs, freakin' ghosts - that's it, I've gone insane...but I am going to run. That was all that ran through her mind. She didn't even pay attention when something slightly warm and squishy grabbed a hold of her sock, save to shake her leg violently and try to knock it off. It didn't work.
Hikari was just as freaked as she was when she finally caught up to the little girl, but she momentarily ignored the question of 'what is it?' adding it instead to the ever-growing list of things that they needed to figure out someplace else. "Alright, Hikari, it's alright - but we've got to go - anywhere but here, and then we can talk about your mommy and everything else, but we need to go - "
"Go?! What do you mean you're going?! You just got here!" Pipped up Gummy- little green jello person-whatever it was, who had stopped hitching a ride when the teenager had stopped to gather Hikari, and now starred up at her (and by association, Hikari) with accusation in it's beady black eyes. |
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Post by hanamehikari on Aug 26, 2011 1:19:21 GMT -5
(I deeply appologize for how long this has taken me)
Hikari had, obviously, ignored Maro's warnings not to touch the plant. And now that the plant thing was trying to bounce on her she just couldn't take it anymore. With a loud cry for her mommy tears burst forth from her eyes and she dug her little fists into the ground! "Take me home! I wanna go home! I want my mommy, Maro take me home!" She was covered in dirt from her fall, and she was definitely not a happy little girl. She would have shrieked when the little green and spiked ball bounced onto her lap, but its eyes were filled with what seemed to be tears as well. Shiny and threatening to spill over! Hikari attempted to end her blubbering sobs with a forceful sniff, but only succeeded in sucking in a lungful of mucus, causing her to cough for a moment while the plant thing spoke.
"Hikari, Hikari please don't cry. I don't know where your mommy is, but please don't cry. We'll find her. I promise. I won't let you down. Just gimme a chance!"
The little thing bounced onto Hikari's lap, brushing its leaf-like tail across her face, removing some tears in the process. "Please don't be afraid of me! I'm your Digimon! I'm Budmon!" The little thing, Budmon, snuggled up against Hikari in an attempt to comfort her, being careful not to stab her with its spines. Hikari, surprised by the gesture, sniffled and finally stopped coughing, looking down at the little thing and subconsciously putting her arms around it. "Budmon?" She questioned curiously and used one arm to wipe the tears away from her face, still sniffling occasionally. "I didn't mean to make you cry."
"Well I was only crying, because you were crying."
Hikari couldn't help but smile some and half giggle half sniffle. "Then I won't cry."
Budmon made a cute little burble sound of happiness, and Hikari turned to look up at Maro. Her eyes were still shiny, but she managed to put on a smile due to her new found friend. "Maro... Maro-sensei! I don't think they'll hurt us..." She held up Budmon towards Maro, who squeaked in surprise at the sudden change in elevation. "It's kinda cute isn't it?"
"I'm not an it. I'm Budmon!" Budmon sniffled indignantly and twitched its leaf tail, blinking innocently up at Maro. "And Gummymon won't hurt you! So you can stop dragging that stick around!"
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Post by katz on Aug 26, 2011 12:36:17 GMT -5
------ Hida Maro Maro noticed nothing else when Hikari suddenly dropped, resorting to the old standby of crying her eyes out. It was the friendly reminder that she wasn't a ten year old that stopped her from joining her in a little frustrated tear-fest - that and the fact that a moment later a spiked green ball was jumping into her lap on it's own free will. She reared back, though tentatively kept her hands out in case she needed to bat the thing away. It, however, was crying too; and didn't seem to be threatening the girl.
Still, eyes glued on the ten year old and the - the thing - she didn't notice that once again her own little green creature calmly crawled it's way up onto her shoe, before making a pretty impressive spring for a being it's size and apparent consistence and scrambled up first onto the 'ledge' of Maro's fanny-pack, then up onto her shoulder.
So...what are they...Maro found herself wondering as the previous blinding feeling of panic slowly ebbed away, witnessing the interaction between spiky green creature and crying kid. It seemed to be the only being so far that had been able to get Hikari to stop crying on her own steam thus far. And the way it could talk, well....it sounded fairly intelligent for a spiky-leave ball. She had to give it kudos for that.
"Oh...well...yeah...probably not..." The older girl was still taken aback when a suddenly cheery Hikari thrust the 'Budmon' upwards for 'introductions'. "And...yeah...adorable." For intelligent spike ball. She was sort of tempted to try and poke one of the pointy thorn-ends, but seeing as it didn't like to be called an 'it'...it probably wouldn't take to kindly to being prodded.
She had forgotten all about her own little creature, until Budmon pointed out quite reasonably that she wouldn't be hurt by the Gummymon - so she needn't carry around her weapon. It still took her a moment to re-assign the jello blob with the name - but was fully reminded seconds later when the indignant creature spoke up for itself - very loud and shockingly close to her left ear.
"Wait a minute....that was for me? You wanted to beat me off with a sick!? I hadn't even said a proper hello yet!"
"Um..wow...no no, that wasn't for you! I didn't even know - !"
"Yeah, well - Budmon's right - we certainly wouldn't hurt ya; but there is such a thing as self defense! I'm not going to let you go bopping me on the head just because you're feeling a little touchy today!"
"It wasn't for you! I hadn't even seen you yet! It was for that...that thing! The thing wearing the sheet with the hat and the teeth! The thing that actually attacked us! It brought us...here...uh...wherever this is..."
That seemed to stop Gummymon in it's tracks. "Wait, so something...something attacked you guys?" It asked, suddenly perplexed, and quieter than it had been before. "Ooooh..." |
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Post by Wild Digimon on Aug 26, 2011 22:39:31 GMT -5
SOULMON.
the SHEPHERD.
[/sup][/center] "'Thing'?! I highly resent that remark!"
And out from the brush came the spectral digimon again after having so-mercilessly been thrown into a nearby lake (which was evident by his sopping wet body.) Soulmon snapped his head back and forth to shake the water away then ripped his witches hat right off to wring it out and set it gently back on his head. He cleared his throat, snapping his attention towards the humans and their digimon to point at them accusingly as if he had been interrupted.
"The name is SOULMON! I am the loyal servant to the Harvesters and YOU are digidestined who must forfeit your digivices and minds to the darkness! Only then may we take over both the digital and human realm HA HA HA HA HA––!"
Soulmon's maniacal laughter came to a sudden halt the moment he had said too much, trailing off some and clutching his lips with a hand. "I should really learn not to declare my Master's evil plans to the enemy! ...OH WELL!"
The digimon swept up towards the four, letting his claws slide out from beneath his sheet and flexed them so he could strike FEAR INTO THEIR HEARTS. "NOW COME WITH ME OR PERISH, DIGIDESTINED!"
Soulmon was never good at putting two and two together... he hadn't realized that they were partnered up with digimon now and that it was very likely that they were going to fight back. But they were mere in-training digimon! What could they ever do to him?!
played by nicknack
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bits £50
rewards transfer to... dominic
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Post by hanamehikari on Aug 27, 2011 1:18:48 GMT -5
Hikari had taken to giggling occasionally whenever the little green thing, Budmon, would brush its tail against her face or wriggle in her hands as she held it up. With each giggle she'd give it a little squeeze, causing Budmon to make an adorable sound every time. "Hikari." Squeeze. "Hikari." "Hikari!" With a strangled grunt of frustration Budmon managed to wriggle out from between Hikari's hands and bounced onto the ground in front of her, wriggling its little leaf tail in annoyance. "Please do not squish me in such a way!" Hikari was about to reach for Budmon again when suddenly Maro reminded her of the ghost that seemed to have brought them here, and tears threatened to well up all over again.
"It... it was a ghost! It came after us! And then it made Mama disappear!" She sniffled as one or two tears dripped down her face. She went to pick up Budmon and snuggle it close like a teddy bear, but Budmon bounced out of the way and onto her shoulder.
"It sounds like a Bakemon... but what would a Bakemon want with human children?" Budmon burbled curiously, confused. "Moreso, what would a Bakemon want with a hat"
"'Thing'?! I highly resent that remark!"
Speak of the devil! From the forest Soulmon appeared, spouting nonsense about evil plans to take over the world. But perishing? "I DON'T WANNA DIE!" Hikari burst out sobbing at this new, or rather old but returning threat, and scrambled to her feet, running away from the oncoming digimon.
"Dokutogetoge!(Poison Thorns)"
"Huh?" Hikari stopped and looked back only to witness Budmon in the air heading towards Soulmon and the ground. It had sprang from Hikari's shoulder and was now releasing a rain of poisonous pink spikes from its body towards Soulmon, as well as flinging itself in the general direction of the Harvester!
"Leave Hikari alone ya big bully!"
"BUDMON!"
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Post by katz on Aug 27, 2011 14:14:21 GMT -5
------ Hida Maro "Wait a sec - so you know what it is?" Maro questioned Budmon - it was the first time anyone had offered an answer as to what that...thing was. Bakemon - well, that wasn't exactly helpful...but even just giving it a possible name was enough to make her feel a little more like she was in control.
"Who knows why a Bakemon would want anything - they're a bunch of loser digimon with a bad sense of oral hygiene anyways. All mouth and no brains!" Gummymon puffed herself up as much as a tiny green blob can, trying to give herself some sort of status after wilting when she'd first heard of the attacks. "They probably mistook you for something else or something - don't worry abou - "
"'Thing'?! I highly resent that remark!"
Whoops, spoken too soon! Maro jumped at the return of the ghost, choking back a scream and grabbing the closest thing - which happened to be the ten year old. They didn't exactly have pleasant memories about the creature before - and now it seemed pissed. Spewing some dark sentiments which involved darkness, and mind control - and perishing. The teenager - so used to the precious control she had only hours before - shared those exact sentiments.
I need to do something - I need to get Hikari away, we need to run, or or - but before Maro's ample brain could come up with the proper action, someone else came up with it for her. Budmon - the tiny spike ball - jumped up to defend them - shooting out pink-hued spines like some weird free-throwing cactus ball. And he wasn't the only one.
"Hate to tell ya, bub - but you're going back to whatever hole you crawled out of all by your lonesome!" Gummymon launched herself from her vantage point on Maro's shoulder to join Budmon on the defensive. He wasn't going to have all the fun and glory for driving away this literal creep! "Double bubble!" She cried, before releasing a line of opalescent green spheres, dark eyes glinting with mixed excitement and determination.
"Oh...my god!"Maro blinked, her gaze slightly unfocused as the frames of her glasses slipped down her nose on her sweat-slicked face. This was...this was insane. Tiny, apparently friendly creatures trying to tackle a fanged and clawed monster nearly four times their size!
They should run...they really should. But it didn't seem like Hikari would be up for leaving her new friend Budmon behind. Funny enough...she felt slightly sick the moment the thought of leaving Gummymon behind to face Soulmon on her own. |
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Post by Wild Digimon on Aug 27, 2011 15:24:51 GMT -5
SOULMON.
the SHEPHERD.
[/sup][/center] HA HA! That's right, CRY! Soulmon was absolutely brimming with joy to see that his entrance had struck such fear into another's heart! "HA HA HA! How your terror sustains me! I hope you have this much negative energy to offer once in the hands of the HarvestOUGHS...! " Before he could register what had just happened, Soulmon just got socked in the mouth with a spiked bud! The digimon blinked several times to see that Budmon's spikes had been embedded against his lips! Soulmon reached up to feel around his mouth to see that Budmon had lodged himself into his silk-lke skin!
. . .
"OOUUUUGHH! "
Soulmon flailed his sheet arms and unsheathed his claws once again to grip around Budmon in attempt to throw him off, but ended up pricking his fingers on the plant digimon. Big, fat, tears of pain formed in the digimon's eyes, but a sigh of sweet relief came to him as soon as he found a way to pry him off by gripping his leaf-like tail and dropping him there. He pouted his swollen lips in response to this. "THAT WASTH STHO WUDE!"
Oh great. Not only couldn't he pronounce his 'r's but he had obtained a lisp somehow, too! How more embarrassing could this get.
He was on his guard this time as Gummymon launched herself towards him and swung his claw-like arm out to grip the digimon around her small body. The other arm went for Budmon's leaf tail to lift him off the ground.
"HAW-HAW-HAW! NOW I'LL TEACH YOU A LESSTHON!" The digimon shouted, one hand going to squeeze Gummymon hard while the other ready to smash Budmon into the ground with all his champion-strength fury!
played by nicknack
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bits £100
rewards transfer to... dominic
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Post by katz on Sept 2, 2011 23:19:35 GMT -5
------ Hida Maro Score one for Budmon! Maro actually pumped her fist in the air a little bit when the first digimon's missiles hit home. These critters were BRAVE - that was for sure! Gummymon seemed to take the mode after her own heart - taunting the billowing sheet ghost before diving into the attack.
This would be a perfect time to take the ten year old and back away, she thought. Let them distract it, and sneak off. But a strangled cry brought her attention back to a scene she somewhat expected to see.
"Gummymon!" She was surprised how heartfelt her cry sounded, considering she was calling out to a probably mythical creature whom she'd met not ten minutes before, and five of those minutes had been pretty much spent in argument of a sort. But that ghost had her, and in short - it didn't look good. She was pretty sure that it's eyes weren't supposed to bulge like that, and it was clearly having problems breathing around the clasping claw.
But she wasn't about to take on a ghost on her own. She couldn't - she had a kid to worry about, and Soulmon had already bested them once by dragging them here. She didn't have a...a vacuum-cleaner a la Ghostbusters, or a gun or - oh wait.
She did have a rather large branch, though.
Don't think, just do was a foreign concept to Maro - and obviously one that was much harder to put into action. But she managed it eventually; grasping the branch in both hands - careful not to hit Hikari with it as she hefted it almost to shoulder height and tested it's weight. She'd been a runner, not a fighter - but she was fairly certain she knew how to beat something off with a stick. All she needed to do was imagine that tattered and melodramatic was like the biggest candy-stuffed pinata out there.
"Let them go!" Was her mighty battle cry - maybe it wasn't as clever or taunting as Gummymon's - but it certainly was to the point as she swung the decent limb blindly in front of her. "LET. THEM. GO!" |
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Post by hanamehikari on Sept 14, 2011 13:01:32 GMT -5
"Budmon no! Let go of him you big bully!" Hikari's eyes were too dry and worn out now for more tears, but she sobbed dryly and reached out towards Budmon, who was lying on the ground stunned from being dropped! Gummymon didn't seem to be in much of a better position either, and with Soulmon being a champion the two in-trainings didn't stand a chance! And then the next thing Hikari knew was Maro swinging a branch towards the ghostly thing, and though Hikari wasn't very knowledgeable about the world in itself she knew that Maro was taking a chance in hitting Gummymon! "Maro don't! You might hit Gummymon! You might hurt her!" Hikari moved to grab onto Maro's shirt, to pull her away before the stick connected, but before she could even take a step a blinding light erupted from Budmon! Hikari stopped and stared, surprised, and a bit worried, but the light was beautiful and so powerful! "BUDMON DIGIVOLVE TO!" "LALAMON!" "SEEDBLAST!" The newly digivolved Lalamon didn't even hesitate a moment before launching an attack at Soulmon, firing dozens of bullet-like nuts into Soulmon at point-blank range! The flower digimon was then quick to leap away, standing between Soulmon and Hikari protectively. "If I were you I'd leave while you're still ahead."Hikari stared down at the now walking flower, reaching out to poke the little yellow leaf on its head. "Budmon?" Lalamon grunted in response and nodded, not taking his eyes off of Soulmon for even a moment. "More or less. Don't worry, I'll protect you from this bully." |
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Post by Wild Digimon on Sept 14, 2011 13:32:48 GMT -5
SOULMON.
the SHEPHERD.
[/sup][/center] "Gummymon!"
"Budmon no! Let go of him you big bully!"
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SOULMON!
...?! Hm?!
The heartfelt cries of the two children brought Soulmon to a halt, pausing his assault on the two in-trainings for just a moment. Why had that struck him so deep? Suddenly he was met with a branch and immediately released Gummymon from his hands, his claws flying up to cover his face as he gave out a pained cry. "YEE-OWCH!"
The next thing he knew he was blinded by a bright light and suddenly being pummeled with seeds! Soulmon reached up to cover his forehead, becoming more and more overwhelmed with the sick feeling that came with the nostalgia and being beaten to an utter pulp. Tiny tears formed beneath the rim of his wizard's hat and he suddenly gave a shrill cry. "YOU TERRIBLE CHILDREN! JUST LET ME DO MY JOOOOB!!"
Out of anger and desperation, Soulmon's size began to grow some (like most Bakemon do) and let his sharp claws out of his sleeves. "NECRO MAGIC!!!" he cried out in an echo, one orb of fire and the other of light forming in his claws as he flung them at the two digimon. His hands then went immediately up to his hat, pressing it down and giving out another cry. "SEE WHAT YOU MAKE ME DO?!"
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Post by katz on Sept 29, 2011 12:25:11 GMT -5
------ Hida Maro That was the problem with not thinking things out to their fullest extent - sometimes you figured out the other possible consequence waaay too late to do anything about them. To move ahead with her plan, Maro had focused on an outcome that one would consider to be the happy ending - namely a ghost-thing on the ground out cold and some sort of celebration afterwards. She'd rescue everyone, her and her stick - but of course there were complications, and chances for things to go very, very wrong. And someone did see the snare in this plan - but of course, it didn't come from her. Instead, it was Hikari who pointed out the glaring flaw.
"Maro don't! You might hit Gummymon! You might hurt her!"
Oh Damn! That hadn't even come up as a possibility, but as she recognized her trajectory. She tried to bail out on her closest swing, but failed - connecting with something rather solid-feeling that made her heart lurch. Because that was when problem number two finally made itself evident. Ghosts weren't supposed to be solid - that was the whole point of being a ghost. Which meant her stick probably should have as much of an effect at knocking it down for the count as a hot knife being blocked by a pat of butter. But she evidently had hit it - as it yelled in pain, flinging it's arms wide and dropping the green blob that was Gummymon just seconds before Maro's vision was blotted out by one of the brightest light whites she'd ever had the displeasure of staring into.
Which only lead to more difficulties.
Now what the hell is that?! She wanted to shriek. Colored flashes danced at the corners of her dazzled eyes, but after a bout of furious blinking she could make out that now there was another creature they had to deal with - although at least IT was attacking the ghost. Come to think of it...where did Budmon go? That little 'digi-whatsit' was ready and rearing to help seconds a go...unless. "That's budmon?!" This time, the incredulous question was asked out loud - but she didn't get a chance to wait for a reply, nor did she really expect one.
"Oww..." Gummymon! Oh god, well, at least if it could manage song it meant that it's little ribs weren't crunched. At least...if it even had ribs. Being a sentient blob probably helped when someone was trying to crush you. But speaking of the little digimon, she still lay on her front, where Soulmon had dropped her, and she sounded awfully breathy. She needed to get out of there, though - because Soulmon wasn't likely to stay distracted for long - even with Budmon-Lalamon handling things. She dropped her club and crouched low, as if beckoning the creature to come to her. If she was hurt, spirit or no, Maro wasn't about to let it go on fighting this maniac. She wasn't sure when the change of heart had exactly happened, but she might have warmed up a bit to the valiant thing.
But Gummymon wasn't coming fast enough - not for Maro's liking. Well, if she's not going to come...then I'll just go get her while Soulmon's distracted. As best she could she darted forward - and several things happened at once.
Soulmon returned attack.
Maro dropped to her knees rather suddenly, knocking the air out of her own lungs.
And Gummymon seemed to gain some of her previous gusto.
"Maro! Maro what do you think you're doing?!"
For the second time in the span of three minutes, Maro found her eyes suddenly dazzled by a bright, white light.
"GUMMYMON DIGIVOLVE TO - "
"TERRIERMON!"
"Better late than never! TERRIER TORNADO!" Vision dancing with colored spots, she couldn't really make out where the slightly different voice was coming from - or at least not before her hair was whipped across her face with the relapse of a sudden Gail-force wind churning the air a few feet in front of her, attempting to deflect some of the attack thrown their way by the malevolent ghost. But she had a suspicion. Like Budmon, Gummymon had miraculous disappearance, and as the whirling dervish slowed, revealed a radically different creature who's tiny mouth was turned up in a satisfied smirk. Green and white, it had a vaguely rabbity appearance. And, if Maro had to say so herself...was rather...adorable. Like a kid's stuffed toy - but with impressive firepower.
"Holy..." She trailed off, unable to think of a word to say, as she retrieved her glasses from where they had slid down the bridge of her nose. It - Gummymon/Terriermon whatever turned her way; and for a second that cat-with-the-canary smile dropped.
"What were you thinking - what were you thinking!?! Do you want to end up this guys' digidinner?! I can't be incapacitated for one second and you start being an idiot! I don't see the kid taking an inelegant swan-dive in front of an enemy, you know that?! Do you HAVE a death wish - because if you do I would REALLY like to know before I get my ears in a knot trying to save your sorry butt!"
"What - I was just trying to help - !"
"Well...if you'd be so inclined to NOT help as much as possible - that'll actually be more useful. Honestly - and you almost hit me again!"
"NOT THE TIME!" Maro shrieked, reminded of the situation they were in as Soulmon's almighty shriek roared above them. "DEFINITELY Not the time! We'll talk about this later, just, just - !"
"On it!" It was quite possible that a sudden flash of pink had colored the with rabbit's cheeks, but if it had, it didn't last long - as she rushed to the ground in front of the crouched Maro, and spread herself as wide as possible - which, being literally all ears - made her a bit more of an expandable shield than you would think. "Alright then, bub - if you're so torn up about having to attack random strangers - then you can always leave. Don't let the door hit your on the way out!"
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