The events of Sunday evening seemed set to repeat. The feeling of overwhelming power, just radiating through the air... the immense magnitude of what was about to arrive.
But only Huanlongmon appeared.
The massive dragon looked over the stadium, not with the detached gaze of a godly being, but with... a more scrutinizing one. He waved his massive head over the crowds, as if he was inspecting the lot of them. Instantly, the powers in the torch's flame separated, and the digi-cores floated up to the Holy Beast.
My brothers have not come said the beast, his voice resounding in the minds of all present. There is treachery here... one among you... one among you is prepared to set this world into chaos...
... An upset murmur passed through the crowd. What was Huanlongmon speaking of? How could someone do such a thing, at a time like this...?
Hououmon's eyes widened. Everything was happening so fast... first Huanlongmon had appeared alone, and now he was here, accusing one among them of treachery?
... And then he had seen the attack, fired from the cannon of the strange digimon that had just realized. It was an energy beam, streaking towards Huanlongmon. And the golden dragon didn't even notice. How could he not notice?!
Face your destiny. Do not turn away.... Without thinking, Huanlongmon surged forward. He couldn't take the risk that Huanlongmon would stop it. He was one of the most important digimon in existence... he couldn't afford to. The fragile peace would crumble. Yggdrasil would be without the core of his protection. This was a golden power... a central pillar
( ... )
Huanlongmon threw his head back in an anguished roar. He turned his gaze on the abomination that had just killed Hououmon, and sped towards it... only for its master to throw an explosive device, vanishing completely from his gaze.
That is, save for the final smirk that would be forever burned into the Holy Beast's memory.
Huanlongmon let out another powerful, audible roar. “WE WILL FIND THIS MAD MAN!” he shrieked, again vocally, before vanishing in a splash of golden light
( ... )
Conner was suddenly in the thick of what was mass hysteria in down-town Tetha. There were angry and frightened digimon everywhere, and the same held true for the Tamers.
There was nothing to do but morph.
"Tyranno Staff!" he shouted, swinging his weapon at the nearest attacker - a Kokatorimon who was going after some kids.
"Fire Breath!" hissed NanoTyramon, breathing a stream of fire at another potential group of rivals.
Conner grit his teeth and fought on. He was really wishing for some other rangers right now...
In a flash of brilliant yellow light, Kira transformed into the Yellow Pterra Ranger. "Back off creeps," she snapped as she muscled her way through the mob, throwing a few digimon left and right. "Conner!" she yelled over the din. "Where's Ethan?!"
"Kira!" Conner exclaimed. "Man, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?!"
He swung his staff, knocking away a few more opponents. "Search me," he grunted. "Because I'm starting to think that the Triassic Ranger would come in really handy right now...!"
"You're telling me!" Kira kicked another digimon away from another pack of Tamers. "We need to split up once we find Ethan. There's a party line going down at the Pearl and we need to get the little ones to safety."
"I don't like the idea of splitting up," interjected Armadimon as she slammed into another digimon.
"I don't like it either, but we have to make sure as many people are far away as possible. Oh this is getting stupid: Pterra Grips!"
"Do not let me or Kou or your partners out of your sight," Ryo ordered, realizing his whip from his D-Reader and lashing out at everything trying to kill them. Okay, Ryo liked fighting for his life a little more than the average person, but that was when he didn't have baggage people he cared about around him...
Molly stuck with him accordingly, but ignored the implied 'stay out of danger'. "Blizzard attack!"
"Molly!"
"Blizzard!"
"Beat Knuckle!"
Ryo gaped for a moment, then shook his head. They didn't have time to argue. "Okay: Molly, get everyone to the Forest. Don't go back for anything, just go straight to the lightpo--"
"Kiyoko!" Osamu interrupted, running for the apartment with Keramon hanging off his shoulder shooting out Crazy Giggles to defend his partner.
"WHY DO I ATTRACT THE CRAZIES?!" Ryo demanded of no one in particular.
Re: TARDIS THREAD3point14nappleMarch 22 2008, 06:07:34 UTC
Koushirou stopped running as he passed the apartment, his eyes narrowed.
"I'm not going." He said, determination filling his black slits. "Not while there's still hope."
Hope. That was something Koushirou didn't often believe in. But if it could get them out of this mess then he was going to hold onto it for as long as possible.
Mackenzie stared at the young man that instant and knew...knew that that wasn't her Koushirou. The Koushirou he knew would use his better judgement and regroup. The Koushirou she knew wasn't defiant...and the Koushirou she knew deffinately wasn't a fighter.
Re: TARDIS THREADlegendarytamerMarch 22 2008, 06:16:09 UTC
"And you tell me not to play hero," Ryo retorted, spinning to glare at him after yelling at Osamu over the Comms. "As much as I like a good fight, it's not going to help anything right now!"
Molly looked between them, eyes wide. "Neither's arguing!"
Re: TARDIS THREAD3point14nappleMarch 22 2008, 06:30:26 UTC
"I'm not saying we fight!" Koushirou yelled back.
"I SURE AS FUCK AM!" Mack yelled as well, hitting an attacking digimon upside the head with her hockey stick as Ryuudamon sent out waves of Katana's.
"FIGHTING ISN'T THE ANSWER! We can at least take refuge here and try to figure out what we can do here rather than just run away. That's what that man...Kurata...wants. He wants to cause chaos and by running away we're LETTING HIM WIN. We don't need to run, we need to live like we normally would and not give into this madness!"
Calling all Dragon CrewwhyicouldntflyMarch 22 2008, 06:02:51 UTC
"Fuck!" Matt shouted as the mob came at him. One thing about a lightsaber--flashy as it was, it wasn't so good at defending against an angry mob. A Flare shield was better at stopping projectiles, but it used up energy fast. "Shagon, how are you doing?"
"About as well as a flying purple hamster can be expected," he bit back, using some of Matt's own trademark sarcasm. Purple Fog was not effective enough to knock out everyone around them.
"Caleb! Hay Lin!" Matt called through the chaos. "You guys okay?"
Re: Calling all Dragon CrewmeridianrebelMarch 22 2008, 06:19:36 UTC
"PEACHY!" roared Caleb as he fired a low-powered Force Lightning into the crowd, stunning a few before they resumed their mad charge. "All in favor of finding a new campsite? This one stinks!"
"You're telling me!" added Ryuudamon, bouncing around like the Omi of his namesake. "Moose Punches Lion! Spinning Tiger Claw! Donkey Wearing Pyjamas!"
Re: Calling all Dragon Crewguardian_haylinMarch 22 2008, 06:21:01 UTC
"...I'm okay!"
The Guardian of Air made her way over to where Matt and Shagon were at, Hawkmon flying as close behind her as possible. Now wasn't the time for Hay Lin to be upset about her own feelings...
Tetha's protector had been killed, and they had been wrongfully blamed.
"Any ideas?"
"I would suggest staying alive be quite high on our list of ideas, Hay Lin!"
Re: Calling all Dragon CrewmeridianrebelMarch 22 2008, 07:44:30 UTC
"For some stupid reason all I can think of right now is campfire marshmallows!" Exclaimed Caleb as Ryuudamon darted by him, screaming "JAGUAR KICKS MONKEY IN NOSE!" "Check the journals, there might be an escape route. I've tried mustering up a fold but in this state...!"
So, he was understandably pissed when the outer wall of his apartment got blasted by some digimon's attack.
He had survived, but in the process, been thrown out of what was in general a pretty nice place to live.
"COME AND GET ME YOU BASTARDS!" he cried, attacking the nearest digimon with a digi-soul empowered fist. Meanwhile, Commandramon was firing indiscriminately into the mob.
"YO!" Kouki called up to the ruins of his apartment. "Ivan, you alive, buddy?!"
His friend had been taking a shower when the attack had hit... he had no idea what Ivan's current state even was.
Ivan had just happened to have gotten out of his shower when the apartment got attacked, so while he was fine he was only in a towel at the moment. While the only sign, right now, that Kouki would get that Ivan was alright from the ruins would be...
Armadimon curled up into a ball and rolling right at the mob, with Ivan a bit behind.
"Of course I am alright, Kouki!" Ivan shouted in response. "I am bit lacking in clothing, not that I would tell you that even if you ripped off my mouth."
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But only Huanlongmon appeared.
The massive dragon looked over the stadium, not with the detached gaze of a godly being, but with... a more scrutinizing one. He waved his massive head over the crowds, as if he was inspecting the lot of them. Instantly, the powers in the torch's flame separated, and the digi-cores floated up to the Holy Beast.
My brothers have not come said the beast, his voice resounding in the minds of all present. There is treachery here... one among you... one among you is prepared to set this world into chaos...
... An upset murmur passed through the crowd. What was Huanlongmon speaking of? How could someone do such a thing, at a time like this...?
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... And then he had seen the attack, fired from the cannon of the strange digimon that had just realized. It was an energy beam, streaking towards Huanlongmon. And the golden dragon didn't even notice. How could he not notice?!
Face your destiny. Do not turn away.... Without thinking, Huanlongmon surged forward. He couldn't take the risk that Huanlongmon would stop it. He was one of the most important digimon in existence... he couldn't afford to. The fragile peace would crumble. Yggdrasil would be without the core of his protection. This was a golden power... a central pillar ( ... )
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That is, save for the final smirk that would be forever burned into the Holy Beast's memory.
Huanlongmon let out another powerful, audible roar. “WE WILL FIND THIS MAD MAN!” he shrieked, again vocally, before vanishing in a splash of golden light ( ... )
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There was nothing to do but morph.
"Tyranno Staff!" he shouted, swinging his weapon at the nearest attacker - a Kokatorimon who was going after some kids.
"Fire Breath!" hissed NanoTyramon, breathing a stream of fire at another potential group of rivals.
Conner grit his teeth and fought on. He was really wishing for some other rangers right now...
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In a flash of brilliant yellow light, Kira transformed into the Yellow Pterra Ranger. "Back off creeps," she snapped as she muscled her way through the mob, throwing a few digimon left and right. "Conner!" she yelled over the din. "Where's Ethan?!"
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He swung his staff, knocking away a few more opponents. "Search me," he grunted. "Because I'm starting to think that the Triassic Ranger would come in really handy right now...!"
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"I don't like the idea of splitting up," interjected Armadimon as she slammed into another digimon.
"I don't like it either, but we have to make sure as many people are far away as possible. Oh this is getting stupid: Pterra Grips!"
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Molly stuck with him accordingly, but ignored the implied 'stay out of danger'. "Blizzard attack!"
"Molly!"
"Blizzard!"
"Beat Knuckle!"
Ryo gaped for a moment, then shook his head. They didn't have time to argue. "Okay: Molly, get everyone to the Forest. Don't go back for anything, just go straight to the lightpo--"
"Kiyoko!" Osamu interrupted, running for the apartment with Keramon hanging off his shoulder shooting out Crazy Giggles to defend his partner.
"WHY DO I ATTRACT THE CRAZIES?!" Ryo demanded of no one in particular.
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"I'm not going." He said, determination filling his black slits. "Not while there's still hope."
Hope. That was something Koushirou didn't often believe in. But if it could get them out of this mess then he was going to hold onto it for as long as possible.
Mackenzie stared at the young man that instant and knew...knew that that wasn't her Koushirou. The Koushirou he knew would use his better judgement and regroup. The Koushirou she knew wasn't defiant...and the Koushirou she knew deffinately wasn't a fighter.
But this Koushirou...he was.
What happened to you Kou-baby?
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Molly looked between them, eyes wide. "Neither's arguing!"
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"I SURE AS FUCK AM!" Mack yelled as well, hitting an attacking digimon upside the head with her hockey stick as Ryuudamon sent out waves of Katana's.
"FIGHTING ISN'T THE ANSWER! We can at least take refuge here and try to figure out what we can do here rather than just run away. That's what that man...Kurata...wants. He wants to cause chaos and by running away we're LETTING HIM WIN. We don't need to run, we need to live like we normally would and not give into this madness!"
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"About as well as a flying purple hamster can be expected," he bit back, using some of Matt's own trademark sarcasm. Purple Fog was not effective enough to knock out everyone around them.
"Caleb! Hay Lin!" Matt called through the chaos. "You guys okay?"
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"You're telling me!" added Ryuudamon, bouncing around like the Omi of his namesake. "Moose Punches Lion! Spinning Tiger Claw! Donkey Wearing Pyjamas!"
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The Guardian of Air made her way over to where Matt and Shagon were at, Hawkmon flying as close behind her as possible. Now wasn't the time for Hay Lin to be upset about her own feelings...
Tetha's protector had been killed, and they had been wrongfully blamed.
"Any ideas?"
"I would suggest staying alive be quite high on our list of ideas, Hay Lin!"
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So, he was understandably pissed when the outer wall of his apartment got blasted by some digimon's attack.
He had survived, but in the process, been thrown out of what was in general a pretty nice place to live.
"COME AND GET ME YOU BASTARDS!" he cried, attacking the nearest digimon with a digi-soul empowered fist. Meanwhile, Commandramon was firing indiscriminately into the mob.
"YO!" Kouki called up to the ruins of his apartment. "Ivan, you alive, buddy?!"
His friend had been taking a shower when the attack had hit... he had no idea what Ivan's current state even was.
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Armadimon curled up into a ball and rolling right at the mob, with Ivan a bit behind.
"Of course I am alright, Kouki!" Ivan shouted in response. "I am bit lacking in clothing, not that I would tell you that even if you ripped off my mouth."
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"That is more than I needed to see," he groaned.
"You and me both," replied a shell-shocked Commandramon.
An angry Tyrannomon suddenly rushed the group, breathing fire at them.
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"Ack!" Armadimon shouted, having uncurled from his ball and jumping, and then recurling into a ball, to block the flames.
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