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terminalmods) wrote in thefolder2013-06-28 01:06 am
Entry tags:
- !event: fist of courage,
- digimon savers: chika daimon (au),
- teen titans: jinx,
- tmnt: donatello,
- tmnt: leatherhead,
- young justice: kaldur'ahm,
- ∅final fantasy xiii: hope estheim,
- ∅fullmetal alchemist: edward elric,
- ∅glee: marley rose,
- ∅how to train your dragon: hiccup,
- ∅kuroshitsuji: elizabeth middleford,
- ∅metal gear ac!d: william flemming,
- ∅oc: ed finklestein,
- ∅teen titans: terra,
- ∅transformers prime: bulkhead,
- ∅transformers prime: wheeljack
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!]]
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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"Clumping together makes you easier targets boys." She warned snatching a few more fruit with some dexterous motions of her hands before she took off dashing a different direction.
"If you really wanna help keep distracting him! Aim for the eyes!"
Noir saw that Jinx was on the move again and chose to swoop back around towards Myotismon instead launching a ball of negative energy at his crotch hoping that THAT would provide a proper distraction.
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Myotismon is stopped, however, by a single hit to the groin, thanks to Noir. It cries out (in pain or in aggravation, it's hard to tell the difference in its broken shrieks), the air around it shifting as it backs away from the group of Chosen. It doesn't seem to have done much damage, but it has certainly stopped it from advancing.]
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And hey, he didn't mind the extra help keeping her safe, so props to Flemming too. It was just that, well...she was right. They were a pretty big target for the time being. And when Myotismon catches on...he sees that hand coming at him.
The hit connects, only slightly, and Wheeljack's sent across the ground. Although, it's not the first time he's been knocked down in his life, so his feet scramble to get under him as he pulls himself up, reeling back from the mere shock. His shoulders roll, shaking his hands as he gains back the feeling in them.]
Okay then. Bring it.
[Sheepmon reacts instantaneously. Her nostrils flare as her attention goes to Myotismon, stamping her foot as the Wool Ball Booster started to glow.]
NO ONE. Touches that idiot. But. Me.
Silence of Rams!!
[With one more stamp of her foot, the Wool Ball Booster shoots out a surge, almost like a miniature Sonic Boom, straight at the Myotismon. It's oddly quieting, making an eerie silence as the pulse shoots upwards.
Wheeljack, while silently swelling with pride, doesn't waste a moment, heading over to that produce cart to contribute with the projectiles.]
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Need any help?
[Flemming doesn't bother waiting for an answer, though, running over to Wheeljack to help with the produce cart projectiles.]
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Noir was forced to retreat from Sheepmon's attacks and starts to cackle.]
"Look at the big bad digidork! It's not like you had that big of a target for me to hit anyway!"
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But the air around it statics, its outline fuzzy like a glitch, before it cackles maniacally. The blurred creature rises in the air, the hole in its chest glowing with visible 1s and 0s that soon fill the hole. When the glowing dissipates, the hole is mostly filled. The blurry form clears, leaving Myotismon looking slightly pixelated.
It spread its cape and smiled, and not a friendly one at that. Its mouth opened and let out an ear-piercing screech, enough to deafen those around it. With a wave of a hand, the cart of projectiles was sent flying at Flemming.
And the one that hit it in the groin? Well, a swift kick at it to send it soaring at Sheepmon wasn't too much payback, was it?]
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[Noir on the other hand was horrified by the up close view of Myotismon seemingly fatal wound. The screeching doesn't help and he barely sees the foot coming for him till it's too late. Stars explode in his vision and he feels the air whipping around him as a plump cannonball of of dark fur is launched for Sheepmon]
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It doesn't keep him from looking around, though, making sure that You was okay. She seemed to be trying to cover her own, but with much worse luck.
However, when Noir is launched at her, the digimon lands right in her wool, making her stumble back...but a successful catch.]
Ar-Are you okay!?!
[Slowly, Wheeljack works his way over to Flemming, trying to get him out of any line of fire.]
C'mon, old-timer...
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The cape around it flares and with another cackle, a gust a dark smoke filled with bats flies towards the Chosen and their partners. ]
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...
[Desperately she looks about for her edible projectiles. Only one bruised tomato left. The others have been wrecked. Burst from the sonic attacks. Scooping it up she takes a seconds worth of aim and lets it fly aiming for the hole. SPLAT]
He's hurt! Focus all your attacks for the hole in his chest! Give it everything we've got!!
[Noir stumbles to his feet, eye swelling closed, feeling sharp pains where he was kicked. But he's angry enough to roar out]
JERK!
[Sending another blast of negative energy at the hole. It's still not much of an attack compared to what he's up against...but every little bit helps right?]
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I'm fine.
[Kokuwamon charges up another attack as Flemming steps back, trying to give himself a moment to catch his breath.]
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A weak point, huh? Well, that'd be a shame not to exploit. A quick look to You and an order is given.]
You heard the lady. Give it everythin' ya got.
[The Sheepmon nods, going to join Noir as soon as he's up, using Silence of Rams once more. Finally! they were making progress!]
You're going DOWN, buddy!
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It acts as if it glitches once more, though this time it doesn't stay in place. One minute it's in the air, the next it's standing directly in front of Jinx, baring a toothy grin. It reaches out quickly to try and wrap a pixelated hand around her neck, ignoring the others for now.]
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ACK!
[She can feel the pulse in her neck. It's racing as if she couldn't already feel it. The blood is rushing in her ears and she has to clench her teeth, curl her fingers into tight fists just to will herself not to panic. She swings her shoes to kick wherever she can trying to catch on a wound or a weak spot. She even tries between the legs again hoping that maybe the numbness from the first attack has faded away. But somewhere in the back of her mind she knows that it's up to the Digimon now.]
LET HER GO!!!
[Noir is furious and flapping wildly to spin around in the air and fly for the glitchy Digimon's face. But will he get there before the Mon strikes?]
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Flemming's reaction is automatic, trying to pull the Digimon off of Jinx. He can't stand back and let her get attacked. He punches at the Myotismon, at the very least hoping to stun it.]
SORRY FOR LATENESS the Gemmon reply never showed up in my inbox x-x
If only they were effective. Eventually, he attempts to grab the Digimon's fingers, trying to pry them off her neck. He had slightly more strength than the average human, thanks to 22 feet of metal muscle compacted into a smaller figure, but Digimon have hidden strength.
You, on the other hand, is with Noir on this one.]
YOU BETTER PUT HER DOWN, OR YOU'RE TOAST!
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Another glitch, though, and its hand seems to disappear from Jinx's neck. The girl is left falling to the ground from quite a ways in the air. Myotismon doesn't even seem phased. It simply laughs once more.]
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Catchmecatchmecatchme!
JINX! I'm coming!!
Noir takes off like a purple bolt after her and while he manages to get underneath her the force of her lightweight body slams into him it's more force then he's prepared for and the two of them drop like rocks from the sky.]
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