Anything can be a weapon if you're holding it right.

[terminalmods]

Who: Everyone that wishes to take the castle!
What: The last leg of taking the castle!
When: July 21 - 25
Where: Millenniummon's Castle on Server

By now, the Digimon outside are fewer, but inside the Castle, they’re still many. The Chosen have fought hard, with some falling to injury or their own darkness, but the battle isn’t over.

In fact, as the sides are either filled with holes or wide open, it looks like the real battles are just beginning.


((OOC: This is the last part of the siege! The order will go a little differently because of something that will happen on Day 9. Additionally, the last few days will be organized differently as well, so please read everything carefully! In this log, there will be a few special attacks and events occurring throughout, that we will mark. Remember to request an NPC if you’d like to do battle against one, or if you approve, you can also mark at the start of your thread that you’re okay with us sending an NPC in at some point.))

Comments

[fuhrinkaed]

[If such a thing is unusual or worth noting, it's probably lost on Guilmon as the digimon is now staring down an angry Hawkmon on fire. She needs to think fast--and she does, flinging the scarf off to the side.

Ed would be really sad if it got burned, after all.

This leaves Guilmon taking a raging Hawkmon slam to the chest though, and the Rookie has the wind knocked out of her (not to mention the fire burning her which is less than fun. A flash of inspiration strikes, though, and she tries grabbing the Hawkmon for a belly to belly suplex.]

[gemmon]

[There's a loud shriek when the flaming Hawkmon smacks into Guilmon, more pixelated pieces falling off of it. The belly suplex just makes more of the Hawkmon drift away into dust.

It cries out again and pecks at Guilmon. As well, it claws with its feet, trying its best to cause as much injury as possible. It doesn't seem to want to give up.]

[fuhrinkaed]

[Guilmon is belly to belly with a rabid hawkmon, getting scratched up and pecked all over and also still getting singed by the leftovers of her own fire.]

[What would Ed say to do here? Well, Ed never gives up. And Ed turns bad stuff like getting scratched into good stuff like something else.]

[...so a good thing to do, then, would be...]

[Guilmon can't think--it's like water through her fingers at the best of times, and right now she's distracted by getting scratched up badly all over and that pecking is starting to hurt. Instead she just hawks up another fireball loogie, point-blank at the Hawkmon she's holding on to.]

[Real mature, Guilmon.]

[gemmon]

[If anything could do a good amount of damage to the Hawkmon, it's a fireball to the face at point-blank range. The bird Digimon gives a cry, though it's garbled and lost in the sound of flames. It goes flying back, landing in a heap on the ground.

However, the Hawkmon doesn't stay down for long. It slowly and jerkily rises to its clawed feet. Thanks to the fireball, it is now missing half its face, and losing even more as pixelated bits fall off of it and disappear into dust. There's another cry, and it takes a step forward before collapsing once more on the ground, its body breaking down into these small squares, leaving nothing behind.]

[fuhrinkaed]

[I am sure that this is, on some level, a fight full containing really important information and raising questions. What is that digimon? Why did it decompose like that? Is it related to the virus? However, it is lost on the red digimon.]

[Guilmon only knows that she has won against an equal foe in honorable combat. Thus, there is only one thing left to do. She grabs her scarf and puts it back on.]

[Then solemnly, she raises her arms skyward in a celebratory arm pump-slash-victory pose.]

Da da da daaa duh duh da gekoooo!