thefolder | Black Gear Panic attack!

"Snowballs!"

It falls like rain from the sky, snowballs as thick around as base balls and some even bigger then water melons. Exploding all around as Chosen and Digimon alike are pelted and pummeled by a rampaging Frigimon with a black gear sticking out of it's back.

Her beady black eyes are scanning the horizon looking for any foolish enough to challenge her, or slow enough to be caught. Charging one such victim she draws back her fist for another attack.

"Sub Zero Ice Punch!"

The victim in question vanishes in a swirl of snow and when the snow is gone they have been frozen solid. They didn't even have a chance to scream.

Edited 2014-02-14 23:14 (UTC)

It had been good advice, the warning that digimon all over the place were going insane and attacking, and thus traveling alone was a bad idea, but Terra hadn't bothered to wait to see if anyone would come with him beyond his own Digimon.

And then it snowballed. Literally.

Luck or fate means that he and his two partners find refuge under a tree before being noticed, which allows them at least some time to observe what's going on with the Stay Puf't Marshmallow Bear and her frosty wrath. Not long, but long enough to make Terra wish he still had access to what little fire magic he'd had before. But they'll make do with what they have ... two rookie digimon and a trained warrior who's useless against the enemies of this world.

Fan. Tastic.

Well, they can try. Carefully, as low to the ground as he can get amidst the piles of snow and snowballs and frozen victims, Dorumon creeps forward, attempting to shake snow onto himself enough to make it hard to tell he's even there. Terra stays put - for now. Dracmon heads the other way, as quietly and as inconspicuously as she can; with luck they can get Frigimon between them.

Unfortunately it's more difficult to sneak in the snow and ice then some terrain. As the Frigimon pants to catch her breath she hears the crunching of snow under claw and whirls to face Dracmon. When she spins the black gear in her back is clear as day against her white fluff.

"Snowballs!" Another machine gun barrage of snowballs swarms for Dracmon as she attacks without further provocation.

(OOC: I am okay with solo, or if someone wants to jump in! I don't know OOCly if anyone's around or not though.)

It's especially hard to sneak in the snow when your primary colors are black. Dracmon is just not good sneaking materials but she's trying! As soon as she's spotted, as opposed to Terra or Dorumon, it seems she's going to work very hard on keeping that attention! There's a brief wail of what sure seems to be genuine terror as she scrambles madly away, dodging snowballs to the best of her ability.

This isn't exactly something she's good at, by the way one of the rapidfire snowballs knocks her cartwheeling through the air to skid to a stop a short distance away... and resume screaming and fleeing. The fear's not false, Frigimon is way bigger and stronger, but the distraction, even if it meant getting hit by painfully, bitterly cold snowballs and risking being frozen solid, is that her partners aren't being watched.

And both of them are working on getting closer. There's one of those gears. Terra is remarkably strong for a human.. but he's not sure he and Dorumon will be able to pry it out. At least for the moment they're not being watched..

The distraction is working like a charm! Frigimon is getting even more irritated and lets out a roar as she tries to race after Dracmon. A big girl like her takes some time to build up speed though and each thundering step kicks up snow and frost in her wake.

"Sub Zero Ice Punch!" She roars hurling herself after Dracmon and swinging her freezing fist at the ground. If she misses Dracmon it will just create another layer of slippery ice on top of the already frozen ground.

If she connects though...well the other Digimon she's frozen still haven't recovered.

"Blast Rings!"

Aquilamon dove down from the sky as he noticed the fight going on between the two rookies and Frigimon, firing off those rings from his mouth towards the snow bear's back. Chika was clutching onto his feathers to make sure that she didn't fall or anything as he did so. It was probably silly to be on her partner's back during a fight but it wasn't like he had time to drop her off.

But when they get closer, Chika realizes something and her eyes widen. "Aquilamon, is that Terra?"

"It looks like it," the digimon responds, circling around and getting ready to dodge whatever it is that Frigimon throws at them.

Even more distraction means as Dracmon scrabbles away from Frigimon, she's less likely to get horribly maimed in the doing! This in no way helps against the more immediate ice punch, which misses by less than a gatomon's whisker, smashing into the ground and creating a very slippery pane of ice that the Dracmon immediately skids across in a frantic windmilling of limbs, only to crash into the snow not far away.

Which is about when Aquilamon arrives. This is a good thing, as it means Dracmon suddenly probably won't be the immediate focus in favor of the much bigger digimon.. and doesn't really interrupt Terra's plans at all. He spares only enough attention to reassure himself it's not another Digimon infected with a black gear. Dracmon gives an unsteady thumbs-up and scrabbles further out of the way, seemingly content to run! ... She isn't, she's just trying to get a better angle.

Terra meanwhile has actually picked up Dorumon. Frigimon isn't watching, which means there's opportunity! And that means bodily throwing his own partner at the snowy digi's back. Dorumon's prepared for this! And as soon as he can grab hold of fur or black gear in teeth and claws, he's going to stick there like a fuzzy purple burr. They're going to try to get that thing out as soon as they can.. but first, getting there!

Alot of things happened at once. First the flaming rings caused Frigimon to flail and fire snowballs wildly in every direction.

It wasn't enough to keep Dorumon away though and she let out another roar, racing head first for the nearest ice cliff.

WHAM!

The cliff shuddered and blocks of ice tumbled down towards Frigimon and Dorumon.

"Dorumon! Get away from there!" Chika shouted from Aquilamon's back as the large bird dove down more, trying to see if there was anything that the two of them could do to help. But anything he could think of would just make the ice coming down worse. He couldn't exactly fire at the cliff, after all.

Aquilamon lands and Chika jumps off of his back, looking around. "Terra! We need to do something about your other partner! He's going to get crushed!"

Aquilamon stepped forward, trying to get Frigimon's attention again as he moved closer. He might not be able to blast the ice without causing more ice to come down, but if Frigimon and Dorumon ended up safe he could definitely make himself be the bigger threat.

The ONE perk to being a dorumon is the entire breed is remarkably swift. Maybe not as fast as their pre-evolutions, but Terra trusted Dorumon to do one thing: be nimble as all get out. Which means as Frigimon smashes head first into an icy cliff, the impact alone is ALMOST enough to jar Dorumon loose but not quite; and then begins the quick scramble to get out of the way of most of the falling ice. Not all of it. He's not successful every time, and the more the crumbling ice wall hits, the more likely it will in the future.. but that's one nimble purple fluff.

Unfortunately it means while climbing about like a demented monkey, ice and snow sticking to his fur and the battering he'd already taken hurting.. he doesn't realy have a good opportunity to grab onto that gear and try to do anything with it.

"He knows what he's doing." Terra sounds confident in that much; he's intending to get directly involved himself shortly. "Just try to keep that thing preoccupied, don't worry about us. We'll be fine!"

That's not exactly true, is it? But he seems sure of it, especially with Dracmon beinning her creep back to his side. Aquilamon can be a glorious distraction.

The Frigimon moaned and squirmed under the ice. Had they managed to destroy her black gear?

Well that question would have to wait because another sound burst across the tundra and echoed through the sky.

"Bone Boomerang!"

A Mojiyamon had appeared, drawn by all the noise and in his own fury hurled a twisted bone through the air at them. The bone itself was half a foot thick and at least five feet long. But spinning through the air it was a blur as it raced for the chosen.

Chika's eyes widened when she heard that attack, her head turning in the direction of the sound. And sure enough, there was a massive boomerang coming right for her. The young girl quickly ducked to the ground, having been in the Digital World more than long enough at this point to not freeze when impending death by bludgeoning was coming towards her.

Aquilamon snarled, knowing that with Chika down like that she was probably going to be okay. So instead of trying to knock the bone away, he charged right towards Mojiyamon instead, his horns glowing white. The attack might've been meant to impale, but the added power from using it should be enough to be able to hit him back once he got close enough to swing his head and aim the side of the horns into the attacking digimon's chest.

Answer: Probably not, unless Frigimon somehow managed to destroy it herself. Which would be nice, but fairly unlikely, and Terra didn't rely on happy coincidences.

Carefully Dorumon pops up over the broken ice, small enough to have survived it intact. "I'm not sure I can get to it with all of this!" A glance is sent Chika's way - but she knows to hide, and Dorumon's own partner.. apparently does not, given Terra immediately tackles the pile of ice and stone, working on shoving it out of the way. Either they killed the frigimon, or they... got the gear out or something, and buried under ice that's not going to work.

Dracmon's more than happy to leave Mojiyamon to Aquilamon .. it SEEMED as if the bird was going to handle the new fuzzy snowy monster, and she was more concerned about the fact that her Chosen is busy trying to dig out a hostile digimon. As it seemed Mojiyamon was aiming at Chika, it's just a matter of making sure she's not on that same trajectory. "Get away from there! Let us handle it! The other one knows to go hide, so GO HIDE!!"

Mojyamon took the strike head on and was swept off their feet. As they flew they pummeled Aquilamon's face with their thick fists trying to cause some damage while the horns dug into their body.

Meanwhile the ice exploded as Frigimon recovered ready for round two. She let out a roar and resumed her snow ball pummeling of Dracmon.

Chika doesn't make it back up to her feet for a while. She doesn't want to risk that boomerang coming back towards her when she tries to get up. But at the same time, she knows that she can't really stay still. She'd just make herself a sitting target.

She sighs, before she starts to roll herself over to a nearby rock, getting up into a crouching position as she tries to find something that she could use to distract the Mojyamon. Or to find the black gear on the digimon. She's not going to be picky at all right now.

Aquilamon does have to pull back a bit at the impact from those punches, wincing a bit. He wasn't anywhere near full strength right now, and it really showed. Maybe he and Chika should've hitched the ride on ShineGreymon after all. But they had too many people to bring over here, so it wasn't like that was a viable option. So instead of worrying about it more, he opened his mouth to fire off another Blast Rings attack, this time over at Mojyamon.

He didn't want to kill the other digimon, but if that was what was going to have to happen to stop him Aquilamon wasn't going to worry about it too much.

As Frigimon turns on Dracmon instead of the much closer Terra and Dorumon, both the non-targeted beings work on finding a way to grab onto the gear jutting out of her back as Dracmon flees in seemingly random directions, screaming.

One might think she were genuinely afraid. Maybe she is. But she's keeping very close watch on her partners; they were safe in spite of their close quarters, all she had to do was be noisy and distracting, and that she can do! All that takes is running, and screaming, and dodging!! So long as the human fraction of the trio is left alone, it didn't really matter, and everything remained on 'go'.

... Aquilamon might have to watch out though, and Chika too, as Dracmon's not really paying attention to where the snowballs she's frantically dodging might be going.

Grabbing onto the gear proves alot easier then it sounds since she's so distracted. It's wedged in pretty tight though and once the duo have a hold of it, her attention is gonna turn to them.

Or actually, turn around with them on her. She's trying to spin them off!

Meanwhile Mojyamon is howling and rolling in the snow to put out the flames on their fur. When they do this the Black gear is finally revealed in the back of their head. The fur had just been covering it up.

Chika notices that gear before Aquilamon does, and her lips curl into a smile. They're going to stop this without anyone really getting all that hurt! This was going to turn out fine! "Aquilamon! Try aiming for that bla-"

She's interrupted as one of the snowballs hits her in the back and sends her falling face first into the ground with a scream of pain.

Aquialmon quick turns around, eyes going wide when he hears Chika's scream. "Chika!"

He's not even paying attention to Mojiyamon now, he's just hops over to his partner and starts prodding her with his wing. Trying to make sure that she's not too badly hurt. Chika groans a bit, but she's not really moving all that much.

As soon as Terra and Dorumon have a hold they're working on wrenching it free; the transition to this world hasn't negated his strength any and Dorumon was a tough little purple thing, but neither expects her to suddenly spin around like that; gravity is NOT their friend in this situation, and the human half of the pair, lacking the bonus of claws to dig in with, is shaken loose pretty easily to thump into the snow.

Dorumon clings like an alarmed burr with all four paws and his TEETH sunk into Frigimon's fur. But that's all he can do for now, cling and hope he doesn't get shaken off.

Terra's quick to hop to his feet, Chika's shriek drawing his attention where her earlier difficulties didn't. He wasn't interested in getting people hurt in the crossfire! Frigimon was going to have to wait - if he can escape in time. He abandons the Gear'd digimon for the moment, heading her way as quickly as he can. If he can reach her without interference, it's an easy matter to duck under one of Aquilamon's massive wings and scoop up the girl. She's small and light. This is not a good location for her.

This is not a good location for any of them is Dracmon's opinion; as soon as Frigimon isn't chasing her anymore she skids to a stop, using her claws for some measure of traction, and then charges the fuzzy white digimon instead. "Hey! HEY! Pick on someone your own size!" Not Chika, not Dorumon, and especially not Terra!

The Frigimon lets out a groan and falls onto her belly Dizzy from her attempt to throw them both off. She's exposed for the time being.

Meanwhile Mojyamon lets out a roar and charges the Dracmon blowing hard to create an giant icicle and hurling it at them.

Chika does shift in Terra's arms when he picks her up like that, but she's not speaking or really registering that she even knows what's going on.

But now that he's getting her out of the way, Aquilamon charges towards Mojyamon again, horns pointed right at the Digimon as they glow with a white light. He's not even sure if he's aiming for anything not vital this time. And he pretty much doesn't really care if he ends up hurting these two anymore. Chika might be angry at him later, but that's something he can deal with when she wakes up.

Black Gear Panic attack!

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Sorry for delays, serious brain issues

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