the city (open)

[derpmons]

Who: The city!
What: Beemon Invasion
When: 24-26 of April 2013
Where: All over Terminal Tokyo

Just as Ryou predicted it was only several hours later that the first wave of Beemon made their appearance. None of the various types of Beemon seem to even blink if they're attacked. Their first and only objective seems to be to lay ruin to the city and everything in it. At first any attacks will be ignored, but if someone proceeds to continue and attack them the Beemon will attack.

They're difficult to beat, regardless of level. The FanBeemon may need two people working together even at Champion level. Each Digimon are much more difficult to defeat solo than they would be normally. One thing should easily be certain before the first night is out-- if you want the city to survive then you're going to need to work together.]

[[OOC:
So here's how this will work guys-- unless you need a Digimon for various reasons: playing out the first Digivolution, Dark Digivolutions, or a general battle they will be played by you. You may request a modded NPC as per usual, but depending on the number/duties you may be turned down (we'll do our best, though). Keep in mind your character will <b>not</b> have an easy win on their own and that humans will be virtually ineffective. Your character may get a few good whacks in on a rookie level Beemon, but that won't be so effective later.

NPC Chosen will also be out and around the areas to help you as needed, so you can tag them!

There's all sorts of Beemon to fight so pick and choose: FanBeemon, Flybeemon, HoneyBeemon, JewelBeemon, CannonBeemon,  and DinoBeemon specifically will be most noticeable.

Remember to mark your subject titles with date, time, and even type of Beemon!]]

 

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Tokyo Big Shot (Medics and Shelter)

[derpmons]

[Tucked away in Palette Town resides the familiar convention center. Once upon a time it sheltered the folks in Odaiba during Myotismon's attack. Now, it's doing the same for a whole bunch of Digimon and new Chosen.

Within the center it seems oddly peaceful in the city. The walls block out a lot of the sound of the fighting and incoming Digimon, but a glance outside might ruin any peaceable thoughts.

Luckily, at least, there seems to be plenty of food and water.]

[skycutter]

[Despite the situation and other people, Hope's not scared. He may not have magic anymore, but that's honestly no reason to panic.

This face? this is the face of experience and Hope knows how to keep cool under life-threatening pressure.

He and Renamon are currently doing a perimeter sweep around the center to make sure nothing is going to jump out and attack the others when they least expect it. And to check if there are any injured around who had collapsed before even getting to shelter.]

Sheltering all over the place!

[wall_flower]

Marley was never one for a fight, at least not in the physical sense, and even a verbal altercation was avoided as much as possible. That wasn't to say she wouldn't stand up when it was needed; she got Coach Sylvester to back off, at least a little, when she was verbally assaulting Unique, after all. But this...this battle...

She was not prepared for it. Not in the slightest. She didn't know how to fight, and she wasn't about to ask Hawkmon to do something like that on his own. However, she couldn't stand the thought of being idle while everyone else was out risking their lives to protect the city. So when the option to help with providing shelter for the residents of the city came up, she all but jumped on the opportunity to aid in some way.

During the attack, Marley bounces between handing out food and water, gathering blankets, or even sitting with some of the more scared residents and simply talking or singing to them. Hawkmon will never be far from her, making sure that Marley doesn't push herself too hard.

Day 1 | A Squad of Flybeemon & possibly a JewelBeemon later on

[goalggle_head]

[Daisuke had found his way to one of the tall buildings on the outskirts of the city. He wanted to lead the charge and make sure he was on the front lines. After all, he had access to evolution forms already. Although he was at a severe disadvantage what with Ken and Wormmon not being here.

Daisuke pulled out his D3. From here he could see the first signs of the advance squad of Beemon. It looked to be a swarm of angry red wasps from this distance but as they flew closer they grew in size. There were a lot of them and either they didn't see Daisuke standing on the roof with Veemon or they didn't care.]

All right Veemon let's do this! Digimental Up!

[Red light and fire enveloped the small blue creature. A few seconds later a larger, armored covered lizard stood in its place. Flamedramon, the fire of courage. Daisuke knew his speed and flames might be useful. ExVeemon was great, but he really wasn't quite as fast or nimble as Veemon's armor evolutions. But, it remained to be seen what kind of muscle they would need.]

Let's get their attention. Remember! We need to keep them away from the center of town.

Right. Flame Shot!

[Flamedramon collected fire in his claws and then shot it towards the first trio of Flybeemon. The Flybeemon...flew right through the flames. The trio then aimed their stingers at the buildings.]

Needle Stinger!

[Flamedramon's eyes widened. His attack hadn't even scratched them! He reacted to their attack though and brought a fire wall, literally, in front of him and Daisuke.]

Flame Shield!

Okay? Is it just me or are these guys stronger than they should be, Flamedramon?

[gallowshumor]

[ As it turned out, the Undertaker and Keramon were close at hand. Down on the street, the creepy pair waited for the Beemon to arrive: Keramon because fighting would be fun, and Undertaker because Keramon wanted to. The Undertaker had his scythe with him, not even considering leaving his weapon behind, even if it had lost its ability to cut through (almost) everything. Still, he didn't mean to miss any of this battle, even if he wasn't particularly invested in the outcome.

The shouts and firebursts from above drew their attention skywards to that initial squadron of Beemon. Neither of them recognized Flamedramon, but Daisuke they did, and Keramon at least recognized an evolved Digimon when he saw one!

The jellyfish cackled delightedly. ]

Is it time to play soccer with the ruffians? Crazy Giggle!

[ Pow pow! From his mouth Keramon fired a pair of energy bursts that raced skyward, exploding with similar effect (which was to say, none) against the carapace of one of the Flybeemon.

Not that Keramon was dissuaded. ]

Ruffians! Let's play!

Day 1 | FanBeemon

[genreawareness]

[Positioned firmly outside of the Meeting Hall, where all of the new Chosen Children had made their homes, stood Kirigiri and Labramon, shoulders squared and expressions firm]

[They had been waiting]

. . . Labramon.

Right! I'm ready! [The dog Digimon lowered her head and spread her paws out on either side, preparing herself to pounce as the wave of Beemon began to descend upon the city. This was her first real fight alongside her partner, and it wasn't difficult to tell from their previous interactions that Kirigiri didn't take her seriously. In fact, there was a small hint of disbelief in Kirigiri's eyes as she glanced down at Labramon, brows furrowed.]

[Well. . . if that's how things were, then it was time to prove her Chosen Child wrong.]

Then, I'll leave the rest up to you.

As you should!

[With that, the Digimon leaped into the fray, and not a moment too soon. . . a FanBeemon zoomed towards the meeting hall, stingers at the ready. Labramon affixed her gaze on the creature's approach, and she opened her mouth wide, preparing her attack, which she unleashed on the approaching FanBeemon in an attempt to send it careening off course]

-- Retribark!

[As Labramon fought, Kirigiri's hand idly drifted to the Digivice at her waist, fingers closing around it tightly. It was a Trial by Fire for both of them, but. . . it was time to see how well this partnership would actually work.]

[strengthinkindness]

[There was no doubt that she was scared. Terrified even. When the Beemon had started attack, her first instinct was to run, find a place for her and Lopmon to hide.

But along the way she had seen several of the partner-less Damemon, just as scared and helpless as she was. And she couldn't help it as she gathered several of them with her and Lopmon.

The convention center had been close by, so that's where she had brought all of them to hide during the attack.]

Day 1 | Dark Digivolution, otherwise known as Forte Makes Everything Worse.

[plays_it_loud]

The moment he'd heard that the Beemon were approaching the city, Forte had left to meet them without a word. Not even to Tsukaimon - though the Digimon wasn't fooled so easily and had been waiting for him to pull something like this. He trailed after his wayward partner, keeping out of sight for now lest they erupt into another hurtful argument. Tsukaimon had had quite enough of those. He huffed to himself at the thought, puffing out his cheeks and flying on. It was admittedly tempting to just let Forte go get himself hurt or worse, but he'd be damned if he waited for his partner this long and just let him go so easily.

It wasn't long before Forte encountered the oncoming Digimon, which were already attacking some of the buildings. They didn't look so tough! It'd be like fighting junk sentry bots! He'd been programmed with hand-to-hand combat knowledge; even like this he could take these things! Forte grit his teeth, balled his hands into fists, then with a frustrated yell lunged at a nearby Fanbeemon, landing a punch squarely on its carapace.

His hand stung, and the Digimon didn't so much as flinch. In fact, it completely ignored the attack, continuing to chip at the wall with its claws.

Forte boiled.

"Don't you DARE ignore me, you stupid bug!"

A second punch, and another, and shit it was like trying to punch through steel with only a ham. His hands shook as he pulled back from the last attempt, and forcing his fingers to uncurl hurt more than the blows had.

The Fanbeemon had noticed him now. It stopped what it was doing, turned towards him, and readied its stinger. Before Forte could react, however, something purple and white zoomed past him, slamming into the Fanbeemon and knocking it off balance.

For a split second, he thought it was Gospel. When the blur resolved into Tsukaimon instead - of course, that pathetic excuse for a stand-in...! - something in him just snapped.

"No." He didn't understand anything. Why he was here, why he had to be reduced to this state, why this... THING had to replace Gospel, why his eyes stung now too. Who the hell was he supposed to be without the ability to fight? "NO! Go AWAY! I'm NOT relying on you!!"

"I'm the one who's relying on YOU, ya moron!" Tsukaimon shot back, shoving his face into Forte's. His usual mocking tone had dropped, leaving raw, brutal agitation in its place. "I'm sick an' tired of your stubborn-ass whining, and if you don't get your act together and TRUST me just a little freaking bit-!"

"I said NO!" Forte shoved Tsukaimon hard, causing the Digimon to go tumbling out of the air and skid across the ground. "T-this is all your stupid fault anyway! YOU pulled me here and took Gospel's place! YOU made me like... like this! You and your stupid world!"

He was screaming now, and his vision was blurring, but he didn't even care. Tsukaimon stared up at him, startled, not noticing the Fanbeemon getting back up and rising into the air.

"YOU'RE supposed to be the incarnation of my strength here!? HA! You're useless! You're useless and I'm useless, and I'm supposed to be the strongest there is! That's all I want, so just... stop, stop being useless already!"

Anything Tsukaimon was about to say died in his throat as a strange energy filled the air. Forte's Digivice, shoved deep into his pocket and forgotten, glowed and crackled with an ominous violet. Tsukaimon thought, very clearly, this feels wrong, and then he stopped thinking altogether as the energy enveloped him.

Forte stepped back, rubbing at his cheek with his sleeve and staring blankly as Tsukaimon changed, glowing darkly and shifting into something altogether different. When the light faded, instead there stood a huge dragonlike creature, half beast and half machine, its eyes glowing and unreadable.

DexDorugamon shrieked and turned on the first thing to move in a flash, crushing the Fanbeemon under its claws and holding the struggling Digimon in place as it repeatedly fired cannonballs into it. It didn't stop until its prey had disintegrated into data.

"H-heh..." Was that the fabled digivolution? He was definitely stronger... "I guess that's not ba-" But then DexDorugamon whirled, slamming its tail through the side of a building as it unmistakably aimed for Forte. He ducked instinctively, but couldn't evade the entire attack and was slammed back against the side of the building across the street.

"What the-!? The hell are you attacking ME-" The pain hit, and he coughed wetly, tasting something coppery in his mouth. Forte's eyes widened as he realized... that attack had been with intent to kill. If he hadn't dodged the brunt of it...

[greatwork]

[On the other hand, this one has taken this long to realize the apartments aren't safe anymore. Maybe they would be, but her so-called 'partner' had abandoned her, and so she was currently running it alone. Unfortunately, she hadn't once exercised in the past several years, so she was getting rather winded just trying to find those shelters.

The light- visible darkness? Future research material caught her attention as Tsukaimon evolved, though, and when that happened... Danger, what danger, this was interesting. Or it was, until the monster kicked the shit out of what appeared to be its own partner, taking out a wall to do it. This was bad.

With the wall that DexDorugamon tore through gone, Alex was standing in the open, but she tried to back away carefully. Maybe, she hoped, it hadn't noticed her. She could study it from a distance.]

Day 1, before Forte's dark digivolution, closed to Neku (and other people if we plot you in)

[renegadedriving]

[The sound of buzzing puts a tight bubble of tension under Shepard's ribs. She remembers the swarms that mobbed colonies and left capable soldiers immobile, doomed to be carried off by Collectors. She'd grown up in space without insects to be scared of, but there are bugs here, and she's still not willing to admit that fighting the Collectors has made her entomophobic.]

[But the buzzing it certainly reminding her of it, and her heart is beating hard. Her hands are sweaty on her gun, which is useless useless useless, except for a goddamn knife strapped to the end of it, and that's her only weapon. She's got no biotics, no backup, a building full of children to protect, and nothing but a bayonet fashioned out of a shotgun to fight insects the size of pigs.]

[She puts on what armor she has and goes out anyways, pushing away the fear like she always does when the grim reaper's breathing down her neck. It's surprisingly easy to trust Monodramon with watching her back, and she heads down the street away from her apartment with him in tow.]

[She has intent to get to whatever she recognizes as the front lines, but it's not hard to get distracted when she catches sight of an actual thick swarm of the things. It takes only a second to realize there are people in there.]

[Charging in head first has always been her specialty. She just hopes Monodramon can keep up.]

[scratchitti]

[Neku wasn't used to fighting bugs. But he was used to hordes of un ending foes.

But in the UG he had been... Almost outside of time. Less prone to getting tired. Not having to deal with injuries between fights. None of the Beemon were wreaking him... But he was breaking a little each win. A literal death of a thousand cuts. It hadn't helped he was one of the first newbs to manage to evovle their partner... And as such had thrown himself into the thick. His normally spikey hair was plastered down with sweat and blood, but his blue eyes were still blazing as he followed BlackGatomon from foe to foe.

But it is not going well, and with one misstep Gatomon is smacked sraight into him, sending them both tumbling and open to half a dozen stingers]

[renegadedriving]

[Shepard screams with rage as she runs full force into the swarm, slashing with her blade as she goes. It feels unnatural to start the battle on foot, she's so used to firing up her biotics and charging right in, but this will have to do.]

[But she's nothing on Monodramon, who has realized who, exactly, they're fighting to defend.]

Don't you dare touch her!! Beat Knuckle!

[He launches himself off the ground to attack one of the FanBeemon, smashing it into one of it's comrades.]

[scratchitti]

[Gatomon is the first to get up, being more sturdy then her partner. She shakes her head, ears flapping a little]

Wha...? Monodramon?!

[Neku also stirs, managing to sit up]

Commander! Be careful, you can't beat them alone damn it!

[renegadedriving]

You trying to get yourself killed, woman!?

[Shepard takes another two handed swing with her shotgun, not caring that most of the impact is with the barrel, not the blade.]

I can sure as hell try!

[scratchitti]

I was doing just fine you stupid-

[ She's cut off by Neku trying to get up and cursing in pain, holding his leg. At once she's there, trying to keep him still.]

Dumb kid, stay down!

[anchi]

[ Orine and Salamon came out to walk around the center as well. Orine's holding- rather, more accurately, swinging - a mic. Like she's trying to make something... happen. ]

How's that...!

It's not working... Maybe you should give up...

But-- N- No, I can't give up...

[ Orine's been in the center the whole time helping with medical assistance. She luckily has a bit of medical knowledge under her belt thanks to all the training with 0048. Still... She doesn't want Salamon getting hurt, but she wants to be able to help protect the shelter if needed. So, she's out here to see if she could get the micsaber working at the moment, though... It's not working out too well for her.

It's during when Orine's trying to shake mic instead that they run into Hope and Renamon. She had mentally prepared herself to see a Beemon and hadn't expected to see otherwise. She's almost startled until she realizes they are, in fact, not Beemon. ]

Whoa, careful, Orine.

Oh, excuse me...! I- I almost thought you two were... [ Beemons. Wow, that's so rude, though. ]

[viridiangrove]

( palette town. that's ironic.

yellow's trying to help everyone out with the knowledge she has- but she's also genuinely distressed over the loss of her healing. even if it only worked on pokémon. still, she tries to keep that distress out of plain sight as she tries to aid the others in anyway she can.

lalamon just kind of clings to yellow's head and sleeps. feel free to bother them? )

[renegadedriving]

[Shepard shouts back over her shoulder.]

Neku, where's Terriermon?

[Monodramon, who is in the process of punching a digimon coming at Gatomon, looks at his partner, surprised.]

That is Terriermon!

What?

[skycutter]

[Renamon immediately jumps in front of Hope when Orine and Salamon come around because why in the name of File Island is she swinging that microphone around. Hope himself has a hand reaching back for his boomerang, but when he sees that it's that one girl he talked mechanics with, he tugs Renamon to a more relaxed stance.]

You thought we were enemies, huh?

[Well he wont deny he'd thought it too. And it's completely justified, considering what they're currently going through.]

[scratchitti]

She... she transformed while we were fighting. She's stronger then before. I saw that loud kid, Masaru, do the same with his Agumon at that training session.

... he was much bigger though.

Says the kid who can't even stand up.

day 1 i guess

[makoinfused]

Even without his Mako enhancements and a suitable weapon, Zack had insisted that he and Dorumon head to what he assumed to be the front lines. It was a shame that Dorumon actually thought Zack was joking when he said he would improvise if he couldn't find a sword, and the poor digimon had to deal with the former SOLDIER wielding a large metal pipe for the time being. Better than a parasol, at least.

As the Beemon swarm approached, Zack grinned, swinging his makeshift sword around a few times and rolling his shoulders,

"You ready, partner?"

Dorumon nodded, "Of course. But you do realise you won't be able to do much with... that, right?"

Zack shrugged, still grinning as he shifted into a proper fighting stance, metal pipe gripped firmly in both hands, "Doesn't mean I can't try. There's people counting on us back there, you know." someone seemed way too excited about the potential threat coming closer to them. And it was only when he actually saw how many there were that Zack seemed to hesitate -- but only for the briefest of moments.

"Geez, a hero's work really is never done, huh?" he commented before Dorumon could even get a word in, "Let's go!" and with that he charged off, his partner running at his side as he went straight for the oncoming beemon. As one would expect, swinging a large metal pipe at them did pretty much nothing. He managed to knock one back, only to have a couple more fly at him. Every time he fell, though, he would get back up, bruised and bloody and determined as ever. It was almost like fighting that army again, only this time he was really really glad for the backup.

One of the larger Beemon dealt a good blow to the former SOLDIER's head, knocking him to the ground once more. Maybe it was the way he landed, the pained groan that followed or the beads of sweat and blood dripping down his face that caused Dorumon to panic. He didn't know, but something set him off and soon enough both Zack and the enemy digimon were momentarily blinded by the bright light around Dorumon, and when it dissipated, a larger, winged Dorugamon stood in his place.

"Wha--" Zack, bleary-eyed and confused looked on in awe as his partner continued to fight, hovering over Zack as he did so. Did he just shoot a cannonball out of his mouth? God, that was so cool. "Whoa." eloquent.

"Zack!"

"Ah... right!" despite the head wound, a the cuts and bruises and everything else, Zack jumped back up to his feet, still with that dumb pipe in his hands, even if he knew it would do next to nothing, "I owe you one, pal."

"I'll start a tab for you."

[visionaryblend]

Mr. H had been watching the comings and goings of his fellow shelter volunteers, when he wasn't watching the outside of the center for any attacks. This place should be safe, but it never hurt to have an extra eye out just in case.

However this girl seemed to be putting out a bit more of an effort then others. A sign of nervousness perhaps? Or maybe something else.

He decided it would be prudent to make some small talk with her. Though it was a bit of a difficult walk for him. Seeing as Labramon was clinging to his leg, too many peoples in one place. "Aaaaaaah, what a day. How ya doin' kid?"

[renegadedriving]

[Shepard turns to look at her own partner.]

Monodramon, can you--

[As if on cue, something behind them roars. Shepard turns immediately towards the source of the noise, and wow, Dinobeemon are a lot bigger than Fanbeemon. Monodramon hesitates, but Shepard doesn't, charging headlong at the digimon, blade first.]

Jane!

[There was no hope for that attack. One of the digimon's arms comes out in a powerful sweep, slamming Shepard hard in the chest with an audible crack. Shepard grunts in pain, sounding almost startled, as she is knocked to the ground.]

[wall_flower]

Marley had just finished setting up a cot for one of the residents when Mr. H came up behind her. She jumped slightly with a gasp and quickly turned to find him standing there. Her cheeks flushed bright pink in embarrassment, though she still offered a small smile. For once, she was glad Hawkmon wasn't near. He likely would have gone on the defensive, and that'd just add to her embarrassment.

"I'm...okay. I was working on getting some cots made up before I started passing out some water." She lifted a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, her other arm wrapped around her middle.

Day 1 || FanBeemon

[robotfightclub]

The whole human thing was not something Arcee was a fan of since day one. See, when you're large and, well, metal, becoming small and squishy was probably one of the most demeaning things that can ever happen to you. She was constantly struggling with this overwhelming sense of weakness, and for someone who is a part of a battle-heavy race, that isn't a very good feeling.

To make up for it, Arcee spent the majority of her mornings working out, in hopes to improve this human body the Digital World gave to her. Unfortunately, not knowing how human bodies work often caused her to overdo it, making naps frequent. Her diet was also not very ideal, but what does she know about nutrition? Nothing, that's what. Either way, whatever Arcee believed her body to be at was definitely not where it was in reality, and it certainly wasn't strong enough for her to take on some Digimon alone.

That...did not stop her from running into the city ready for a fight.

It's sad, but a part of Arcee was actually looking forward to the invasion. A very small part. No, she'd never wish for one, and the danger it put people in would never make her jump for joy. It was just, with how out of place she felt in this city, the idea of a large brawl made her feel almost normal again. Not to mention, with the way some of these beemon looked, she might as well be fighting Insecticons just like how she used to. It felt like a way to prove herself, that she could overcome the very thing that is humanity.

But before her feet could even touch the streets and things could go horribly wrong, she's stopped by a small tug on her jacket.

Tapirmon had grabbed it by his mouth, dragging it down to lower Arcee slightly, and then firmly plant his feet onto the pavement. There was a stern look in his eyes, something that was very unfamiliar to Arcee as she was used to his more childish mannerisms. She had never seen him mean business before.

"You're gonna get hurt!!" despite the jacket in his mouth, his words were at least understandable. Even with such a child-like voice, it was easy to tell how serious he was.

Arcee huffed, though, not entirely impressed. Surprised? Sure. But she wasn't about to let a small tapir monster tell her what to do.

"I'm not going to sit around and do nothing," Arcee sounds frustrated simply by just the idea of sitting this out, glaring at her little monster.

"No one's telling you to! We just gotta work together!" Tapirmon was frustrated, too, but for different reasons. He had no idea how to properly explain this to someone who has seen these kinds of battles before, and therefore someone who thought they knew more than he did. He's eaten her dreams before, even if he didn't mean to, he's seen some of the things she's been through. But during those times, she had-- Tapirmon's eyes grow wide, as if he finally figured it out. "What is your weapon?"

Arcee looks at him, raising an eyebrow.

"You don't have your weapons! This is different now!"

It was hard to admit, but Tapirmon had a point, she had no weapons. Arcee was very much used to them being built into her, and chances were if no one stopped her, she'd probably try--and fail--to bring out her blades or blaster. She'd question how Tapirmon even knew about her arsenal, but now wasn't the time.

"I'll find something--"

"I'm the something!" there was a fire in Tapirmon's eyes as he spoke. "I'm gonna be the weapon, just trust me!"

The surprise on Arcee's face was pretty evident, her eyes wide with the realization of what Tapirmon was telling her. A living weapon? Well, that was certainly one way of putting Digimon. Probably not one a lot would use on themselves, either. But if it made Arcee willingly work with him and keep her from charging off like a moron, Tapirmon would happily accept the title.

After a small pause and some thinking it over, Arcee nods her head.

"Show me what you got."

Delighted, Tapirmon lets go of Arcee's jacket and charges off, his partner following close behind. Running further into the city, Tapirmon doesn't think twice when he finally sees a FanBeemon low enough to ram his entire body into.

...Only to be completely ignored by it, bouncing back and landing onto the street.

"Oh Primus--", Arcee pinches the bridge of her nose, glad to see her 'weapon' is doing such a good job. Tapirmon shakes himself off and he wobbles back onto his feet, his enthusiasm not yet dwindling.

"No no, I got this!" he leaps into the air, which is soon followed by shouting. "Nightmare Syndrome!"

An eerie, almost cloud-like substance shoots from Tapirmon, surrounding the target FanBeemon and engulfing it. At first it didn't seem like anything was happening, and the cloud fades into nothing moments later. Arcee was ready to chalk this up as another bust, until the Digimon finally lets go of the building it was slowly going at and flies around in an erratic fashion.

As she watches it fly by, she can't help but question what just happened. Tapirmon seems to pick up on it and answers before she says anything.

"My attack makes people see their nightmares," he states this ever so matter-of-factly. "So right now that FanBeemon is seeing everything it fears."

"...Remind me not to make you angry," it's an impressive attack to Arcee, and if they can get all the beemon to start fleeing in terror, they could win this easy. Problem is, Tapirmon forgot to include how the hallucinations don't last forever.

Or long at all.

As the FanBeemon flew past them, its bizarre flying eventually causes it to crash into ground. The impact was just enough to snap it back into reality, and soon enough it's back on its feet, shaking off the rubble. With Arcee and Tapirmon distracted by their 'job well done', it takes to the sky and prepares its stinger, flying right for them.

The two of them spot the approaching threat at the same time, obviously shocked that it's back after them so suddenly. For something that was ignoring them moments ago, it certainly wasn't happy with them now.

Being the closest to the oncoming attack, Arcee, to her surprise, finds herself frozen in place. Without her blades or her guns, she wasn't really sure what she could do against a giant stinger. Her mind screams for her to duck, to move, to do ANYTHING, but she can't seem to bring herself to do it. Tapirmon watches, gasping.

"Arcee!!" his voice is filled with fear, but unlike his partner, that fear doesn't freeze him. No, instead it does the opposite, it fuels him. He's so scared to see her get hurt, especially after telling her she could count on him, but there was simply now way he was about to let her down. He charges full speed at the approaching enemy without a second thought.

And then, something overwhelms him. A bright white light covers his entire body as he runs for the FanBeemon, his figure growing in size as he gets closer. Soon, those small stumps are now making heavy, metallic hoofbeats as the tiny frame that was Tapirmon was replaced by the much larger Bullmon, who rams his entire body into that FanBeemon right before Arcee's eyes.

It was like slow motion as Arcee watched in pure shock as Bullmon tackled the FanBeemon with his armored body. Needless to say, the surprise impact sent the threat Digimon flying, but Bullmon doesn't seem to relax.

"...I..." Arcee didn't know what to say, this had to be some sort of joke. Horns. Tapirmon had horns. She'd make a bigger deal out of it, but she's suddenly interrupted.

"We'll talk later, that thing's gonna be back," his voice was much more deeper now, nowhere near Tapirmon's original, annoying, child-like babble. Seeing Arcee still stand there in her shock, he lowers himself a little for her. "Hop on."

"...No need to tell me twice," trying to shake herself back, Arcee climbs onto Bullmon, who hurries off once his partner is safely on his back. Like he predicted, it didn't take long for the FanBeemon to be back on their trail.

"I don't know why, but that guy is way stronger than he should be," he tries to lose it as he runs through the city, or at the very least get enough distance so they can prepare another attack. "We, uh, might need some help..."