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Go Rescue the Derp Fist

Who: People in the Defenders and Divers groups
What: The Search for Masaru doesn't go so well
When: June 28-June 30
Where: The Dark Field found on Server

The Trailmon to Server left hours ago. Twenty-one people were aboard and split their separate ways at a terminal close to the Village. Some went to protect the Yokomon and Koromon that were left unaffected by the corruption while most of the others had a mission at hand: rescuing the dummy Masaru Daimon (I mean, who is crazy enough to fall into a dark field after punching a digimon in the face?).

No Digimon seems to be around as group approaches the field. It as Ryou said, too, full of bright colors and random numbers. The size isn't great, so one must wonder how a boy got lost in there. Or perhaps you're unable to think on that when you realize how still everything is.

No wind seems to pass and no sound can be heard.

Whatever's going on, it can't be normal for the Digital World either, can it?

[[OOC: So here's how this will work! We will give you all a few rounds to prepare for going into the Dark Field. This includes roping off the Divers and making sure your groups are ready. For this we're going to need you guys to be a little speedy at first. Once we feel that everyone is ready, we will post of the individual group fight threads. The only difference this time is that we will be setting up a thread for the Divers.

The Digimon you will be fighting will also make their appearance! Please note it will take several hours after the Divers take their leave that the Digimon will appear. We will introduce these Digimon and explain the mechanics of their behavior, and will play them intermittently (Or we will try to! Bear with us if we miss a tag or two!)

Divers, unlike the last time, you will find that the tethers do not last very long. After about a half hour or so in the dark field, the ropes will disappear. Those on the outside will notice this too as the ropes you thought were secure suddenly are no longer there. On the 30th, the Divers will find a clue hinting that Masaru has found his way out of the dark field on his own, though you will not actually see him. It is then that you will be able to find your way out.

Please note for those reading the Divers thread, there is content involving at times graphic death, violence, and issues pertaining to eating disorders. Proceed with caution.

Good luck! If you have any questions please let us know. PM us, Plurk us, or email us. We should be around!]]

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digi_dragon @ dw photo Golemon-GolemonPunch-1.png

[Looks like everyone's going for Myotismon. Not a bad idea! A triple rush, Golemon winds up his arm and flies into a punch, letting it carry him forward at the undead Digimon.]

Golem Punch! [It gives him a nice momentum, honestly.

Meanwhile Terra stands with Bulkhead and Elizabeth, as there's not much else to do.] He's falling apart... He's literally falling apart, we can use that... [Somehow. She's not very good at strategics.]

[Filled with an unrelenting blood lust, the corrupted digimon took each attack. An arm and a leg falling off from each Dorugamon Sharp claw attacks, none of it really stopping or slowing him down, from his target, the Golemon.

WHAM! The golem punch hit him before he could use his Blood Punch. It was effective as it sent the Undead King Digimon into the nearest building, trapping him under the rubble.

While he could not move, til his corrupted arm came back, his laugh could still be heard.]

K͍͙͇̙̪͂͑͜ḩ̞̠͚̙̝͉̀̓ͪ̈̄͑͆ͮ̏e̥͇̞͛̒̅͒̏ͥͫͪ͠h̢̻͕̲͇̩̜̥ͩͧ̃́ͧ̔͛ͧ̌͡e̸͙̟̞̯̭̜͌̈̔̒̈́̅͝ͅh̴̪̖͚͙͗ͦ͂̋̊̿̚͘ͅê͙͖͎̫̫̯̆̉̈́ͥ͝ḧ́͟҉҉̳̘͉̠̺͇̱ḛ̢̭̲̹ͯͪ̕h̦̖͖̝̯̖̰̮̠͒̿ͯ̓̐ͮ̚͝e̘͇̹͋̽͋ͪ̉̈́̇͂̚h̴̡̠͙̣͂ͤͬ̾͊͆͡ę̔̈́̈̋́ͦ͏̩͍̗̦̟h͈͎̬͎̼͕͌ͣ͢ͅͅa̭͖̲͓͍̙ͣͥ̂́h̫͓̭̳̮͉̲͛ͤ͑̔ͨ͆̂͝͡a̟̰̮̯͉̽ͯ̃ͣ͗h̡̗͚̲̟ͧͤͅä̗͉̟̟̎ͯ̇͐h͇͍͚̗̘ͥͨ͛̐̍͒͜ḁ̡̝̫̖̠̬̤̞͈̏͑͗h̡̤̓̎͊̑̓ͨ̄ͬ͟
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Edited 2013-07-02 07:34 (UTC)

It... can grow limbs back?!

[She was hoping that since it's decaying, it's body would just fall apart as long as they take the time and hits before it collapses completely. At least the triple rush attack managed to knock it down and even getting trapped in a building. The Undead couldn't do that when she had her experience with them, so why this now? The laughing returns to making her more uncomfortable, but she keeps her mind clear and focused. It could break out from it's trap at any moment.

Baron returns to her side as quick as he could, just glaring at the decaying Myotismon.]

I doubt it's going to stay there along...

[Bulkhead watches the triple attack that takes the monster down finally, watching how it falls. He glances away, and at Terra and Elizabeth.]

Ain't sure it's the same thing, but my team backhome's dealt with zombies before. They pretty much just chopped them inta pieces till they didn't move.

[Which is what the Dorugamon seemed to be doing with the arm and leg, but it didn't work too well. Ryudamon came back to his side too, wings twitching some as he peered at the building debris holding their enemy. Still, it's Bulk who speaks.]

Nah, don't think so either. Maybe we oughtta go fer the head, or strike at the heart ta take it down.

I don't think these'll work like normal vampires. Or zombies. [Normal. That's a laugh.]

Last time, we fought something like this. But it wasn't this bad. Or at least...it wasn't falling apart.

[Golemon shakes out his hand.] He sure didn't feel like it, ow! Maybe I should hit it again...

[Terra's not so sure. On either.] Then let's all do a group attack, before it gets back up.

As if Bulkhead and Terra summoned it, Myotismon's newly healed hand burst through the rubble/

Where it arm should of been there were 1's and 0's in the shape of an arm........

..ARE THOSE 2s AND A 3s IN THERE AS WELL? The poor creature is corrupted beyond salvation. It begins to pull itself out of the wreckage.

It's laugh has been changed to a corrupted shriek of pure pain as it wrenches free. Intelligible shrieks, it flourishes it cloak again.]

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ͣͨͨ͋̐̈̃́̉͟҉̻G͇̋ͪ͘͞͠R̸̞̳̟̒ͦ̌̈̐̊̉͡I͇̺̮̰̪̣͍̰̎́̾̐̒̆S̏͗̉̌ͫ́͏̪̤͖͈̖̣͕L̢̧͔͇̂̈́̉͘Y̐̆͏̯̝̝ ̢̩̙̗̠̪̒̊̈̈͊̚̚ͅW̡͓͎͇̹̣͔̰̿̄̑ͮͬ͐͗ͦ͟I̽̾̈͑̉҉͈̻I̢̲̠̭̾͂̆ͤͤ͌̂͛̋I͊͋ͮ̈́ͬ̅҉̬̲̼͓̳̪͙͖ͅI͎̻̙̤̳̺ͥͨͩ̂̊ͅI̮̪̮̋͊̽ͮͦ̀̚̕͡I̪͈̹ͯ͂ͨͅĮ̸͚̯̒Į̺̭̀̇͋͗̑ͫͬ͘͝Į̧̜͙̼̳́̍͡ͅͅİ̠̖̳͙̖̙̇ͪ͘͠Iͨ̓҉̱̼̗̙̻͠N̶̝̱̊̈ͧͫ͡Ḡ̯͕̜̓̑͞ ̖̮̦ͤͪ̓͗ͮͯ̅͌A̩͓̙͓͍̖͊͂͆̉ͦͫ̀̏͛̀͢͜R͕̖͍̠̯͒ͫͪ̈́͗̓͒͗C͖͔̖͖̥͖͑̔ͅL̙̙͎͇̳̦̼͎̇ͬ͞N͉̪̫̻̝̥̞̿ͥ̍ͭ

[What was that last part? Because know you have to deal with the double the amount of bats as last time.]

I-I think we should leave while we can. It's flashing it's cloak again like what it did before for that one attack.

[The way that the thing is breaking out of the rumble is not a good sign, especially with that shrieking.]

If we continue to fight this, it might just keep growing back and it will never end!

[It's not a retreat of cowardice, but one of safety and strategy. Baron nods in agreement, already lowering himself down so Elizabeth can get a ride and offer it to the Golemon too.]

Here. I will give you a lift.

[TIME SKIP: LATE NIGHT TIME OF DAY 2 (at Divers+Group Camp or whatever.)]

[They're safe yet the feeling that she should keep her guard up. She sits nearby her group, petting Baron back at his Rookie form in her arms. He's exhausted, she's exhausted, everyone is. Of course, the worry about Marley and the others is still there, so she is consistently checking towards the Dark Field in the distance, hoping for a safe return.]

Um... I don't think we ever got the chance to properly introduce ourselves. My name is Elizabeth Middleford and this is my partner Baron, a Dorumon. Even if it's been a long day, it's still nice to meet you two.

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[The warrior in Bulk balked at the idea of retreating mid battle. They looked like they were winning. But the guy was rising again, almost like their attack did nothing to him at all.]

Agreed, retreatin' would be good ta do.

[And then the thing rises from the rubble, unleashing the bats again, only worse this time.]

Let's go, I'll carry you.

[With Dorugamon's help, Bulkhead climbs on board, ready to leave. But they'll wait until the girls go before taking off. He's not leaving anybody behind.]

[Timeskip!]

[They'd made it back to base and were safe. But Bulkhead, despite his exhaustion, still felt restless. He'd paced for a bit, keeping an eye out for approaching danger. But he eventually settled down to sit with his group. Ryudamon was back in his rookie leve, and curled up next to him, with his head in his lap. He glances every once in a while toward the dark field, and where the other three teams might be, wondering how they were faring. He looks back to Elizabeth, though, at her voice.]

Name's Bulkhead, this is Ryudamon. [He gestures at his dozing partner.] Uh, nice ta meetcha both too.

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This thing's not gonna leave us alone-- we'll keep watch on the Dark Field, we can't expect to win this one!

[Golemon wants to protest more than anything; but he whines and nods and backs away from the rising monster as Terra rushes forward and grabs his arm. He lifts her to his back and they retreat.]

[Timeskip!]

[It's not much of a camp, just a little outlet, close enough to see the Dark Field, but far enough away to not attract the Myotismon. They'd figured last time that the creatures only attack if they're close, so this way they can rest up. It's been almost two days that the others have been inside, and with snapped tethers, Terra was...well, still worried.

Gotsumon lay beside her, tired. At least he can sleep.]

Terra, this is Gotsumon. [She stretches.] They were out by now, last time...

[She's still distracted.]

[Were you enjoying your time off? Cause Myotismon was putting it to good use. It was back to it's state from when the Dark Field birthed it.

It's shrieking laugh could be heard around the area, as could it's terrible attacks.

Mindless, souless. It was attacking anything and everything it could. Suddenly there was nothing but silence. Dead silence. That creepy silence that begs you to investigate.

Those that watched the Dark Field would see a crimson light crashing into it repeatedly, trying to force it way inside....

Myotismon starts to shriek again, neigh constantly, its voice heading to the field itself. Is it going after the Divers?]

[Of course, when she turns her head towards that familiar shrieking, it's not a surprise that Myotismon is still around, but a bit of a shock that it's trying to break inside the Dark Field.

She stands up to keep watching the sight, her hold against Baron gets a bit tighter as she holds him close to her chest. She doesn't want to make him fight while exhausted, especially when he digivolved for the first time. It's good that the attention is not on them, but it could get ugly at any moment.]

It's trying to get inside the Dark Field.

[Bulkhead nods to Terra, but he's distracted by the sudden screeching. He's quick to get back to his feet, staring toward the dark field and spots the Myotismon. That guy just doesn't know when to quit does he? Ryudamon gets to his feet too, trying to ignore how tired he is. If something was happening, they had to stop it.]

We can't let it break in there, we gotta do somethin' ta stop it.

[The diver's didn't need more danger while they were in there. They had to retreat last time, but even something temporary would be better than nothing.

[Terra pulls her partner up with her, and Gotsumon stumbles about.] That didn't happen with the other one... [She swallows.]

You guys ready for a charge?

[This was probably one of the stupidest things she's suggested.]

Actually... [She would protest that it's a really dumb idea, but she shakes Baron awake, who pretty much wakes up right away to discover what the Myotismon is doing and groans at the sight of it.]

We can do this! A dear friend of mine is busy in there and I bet she doesn't want more on her back than she is dealing with now!

[No family to fight by her, no swords to defend herself with, but that doesn't mean she should let others get hurt because of it.]

I know I can't protect everyone from everything, but I can certainly protect her from this threat. So, let's do our best and not give up of them!

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[He grins a little at Terra. Dang woman, you sure you weren't a Wrecker in a past life? And you too Elizabeth. But he's quick to turn serious again, focusing back on the problem.]

No, we can't protect them all, but this'll be better than standin' around doin' nothin'.

I am behind you on this. Let us do it.

[Bulkhead is of course the first to lead the charge toward that thing, Ryudamon stumbling some before he's following after him.]

Hey you!

[Maybe they can draw it's attention from the dark field too.]

[Terra swallows. Not a one of their partners are digivolved right now, they're exhausted, and this thing can't die.

But what the hell? She signed up for this, after all.]

Alright, charge!

[As they run, Gotsumon starts throwing rocks from his head, probably futile, but she's got the same idea as Bulkhead: distraction.]

[Seeing the chosen charge the Vampire made a choice. No that would involve thinking. On instinct he went after Bulkhead and his Ryudamon, fists growing red, instead of protecting the Dark zone from the Crimson Light.

The light itself enters the Dark Zone after much effort.]

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Go!

[It's a good thing that she is physically fit enough to keep up with the running, even in a dress like hers. Baron jumps out of her arms, already getting to digivolving back into Dorugamon. The bond between Elizabeth and himself is, probably, at one of their strongest moments together. Fighting to protect what they care about: friends and their, current and at some point, temporary, home. Of course, both of them are tired from the first fight, but they need to distract Myotismon from getting in and hurting the Divers, especially Marley.]

Get away from there! You are not going to get inside and hurt them! I won't let you!

Power Metal!

[And here comes a round of iron cannonballs right towards the Undead King.]

[Elizabeth’s care and concern for her friends, her roommate, throughout the battle. The intense need to protect them. A light, deep pink and infinitely bright, not in front of Elizabeth, but from Bulkhead’s digivice, the protective former Cybertronian a conduit for the energy taking shape. The Myotismon closest to it shrinks back, and the light creates a sphere before Elizabeth, out of which a crest forms.

Her crest. The Crest of Kindness.

It doesn’t just form. It continues to shine, forming a small sphere...and shooting a beam of light at the Dark Field. The pink light flows off in waves, keeping the long battle finally subdued. Still the beam doesn’t let up. Though the Dark Field holds for a few moments, another light from within it emerges, strong and unrelenting.

And together, they cut through the rainbow light, through the darkness inside, and reveal a path for the Chosen trapped inside.]

[Ryudamon digivolves back into Dorugamon too, as they charge toward the Myotismon. ]

Cannonball!

[He fires off his own steel ball attack at the approaching Myotismon. But it was evidently not needed. Bulk's distracted by his digivice suddenly lighting up bright.]

What the--

[He halts as he's forced to shied his eyes from the bright light, Dorugamon following suit. But he looks over his arm enough to catch what happens, eyes widening as it not only makes the Myotismon retreat, but cuts through the dark field. Okay, what just happened?]

Uh, how'd we manage that?! [He stares at the crest thing that formed out of his digivice, though it's hovering closer to Elizabeth. Dorugamon shakes off the startlement.]

Keep alert! We still have him to deal with! [He stares down the Myotismon, even if it shrunk back, it could still be dangerous. He shoots off a couple more cannonballs it's way, trying to use it's distraction to his advantage.]

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[With the temporary distraction, with the weird light, with the Dark Field literally tearing open, suddenly Terra thinks they've got a chance to win this.]

Whoa! What just-- [Not the time.] We have to keep him away from the Dark Field! Give them time to get out!

[Golemon now stands where Gotsumon is, and he swings a fist at the Myotismon, hoping to catch him while he's still disoriented.]

This...

[Right when the light from Bulkhead's device caught her eye, her focus quickly went to it. Even with the light sphere cutting through the Dark Field and pushing Myotismon back, the pink light is a little nice sight for her to see, a feeling that is pounding her heart that things are going to be okay. Baron took a moment to back up, to observe the light as well. That serious expression is actually smiling a little.]

How fitting.

Baron?

I'll explain later. Let's use it and save them, okay?

[Even in a dark situation, she actually brings out a sweet smile and laugh, taking the crest into her hands. She doesn't understand much, but this item is important. Her digivice is now glowing brightly, a stronger light than when Dorumon became Dorugamon and Baron is now covered in a brighter light than the first time.]

Right! We can win this, everyone! I know we can!

Dorugamon digivolves into... Chirinmon!

[The creature that Baron became... It's like a mix between a horse and a dragon, but it puts a good feeling in her. Their bond feels so powerful, unstoppable a little. Now as Chirinmon, Baron dashes completely straight towards Myotismon, ready to attack with the giant red horn.]

Hurricane Blade!

[The Myotismon hisses and spat at everything happenening.

The sky darkens as a flood's worth of bats come out of its cape.]

[Whatever that light was that shown from his digivice seems to have been a boon for them, and that's all for the better. If it helped them win this thing, he's all for it.

Bulkhead looks surprised as the other Dorugamon digivolves again. Whoa, so many surprises today. But the Myotismon's hissing brings his attention back to him. But the battle wasn't over yet. Now the Divers could be in even more danger with the field wide open now.]

Don't let him into the field. They wouldn't stand a chance. [The divers would pretty much be walking into an ambush right now, after whatever they've been facing in there. Dorugamon's ignoring his fatigue, with the adrenaline from the battle pumping through him again it's like he got a second wind.]

Sharp claws!

[He jumps back into tackling the hoard of bats that were released this time. Slashing at them with his claws. They've come too far to give up now. They can do this.

Bulkhead nods to Elizabeth at the last bit she says.]

We got this. We ain't retreatin' this time.

[Looks like all the hope's contagious; seeing their friends, battered but alive, it somehow boosts Terra's spirits.] Yeah! Golemon, kick his butt!

Sulfur Plume!

[From Golemon's mouth and back rise super-hot gasses that start to melt the bats approaching him again. He sends another wave out toward Myotismon.]

Go Rescue the Derp Fist

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time skipping retreat go! might edit once i get back from work or something.

A time-skipping we will go! \o/

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dbcbsdcjhbsd /gets brain back into this

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