Subject: [pvp] can't fool me 284 views

[aesop]

he didn't say anything, but it knows that he's its tamer. the gazimon x stares at him expectantly, blinking, drool slipping from its muzzle in its eagerness. aesop turned a blind eye to the digimon; it was disgusting how it had no regard for its own state.

saddled in freeze mountain with nowhere else to go, aesop found himself keeping more than just a respectable distance from the x-antibody digimon. the gazimon x held to its orders well, sitting by the mouth of the cavern, panting, despite the cold weather outside.

they were trapped in the mountainside cave with nowhere else to head to; outside, it was a winter wonderland, while deeper into the cave was certain death. aesop heard what sounded suspiciously like snoring, and decided to leave it alone. his digimon, however, took a little more restraint -- on his part, no less.

and so, when it turned at hints of noise, body falling to stand on all fours, aesop went into instant alert, and sprung to his feet. the beast, however, was faster.

'damn it, fawkes! what did i say!' he heard fawkes' roar from outside, and it was a pleased, raw kind of happy roar. 'fuck.' the man pulled on his pea jacket, hurriedly trying to do the buttons as he went after his rogue digimon.

[garuda]

[atrb=valign,top] A FALLING STAR FELL FROM YOUR HEART AND LANDED IN MY EYES Garuda didn't know why she was here for. The snow reflected the sunlight, causing her to get snow blindness once in a while. She pulled down her goggles that came with her avatar, glad that she chose something practical. Purawna trotted beside her, seemingly not being affected by the cold and asked its partner how far they were from civilization. Garuda wasn't sure of the answer. She pulled out the digital map, trying to discern their surroundings. A few buttons and their location on the map was shown, and an arrow depicting where the nearest inn was popped out. She sighed; it did seem like a long walk. She exhaled, looking at the mist created by her breath. Kei and her always liked to do that, watching the mist. He used to tell her that little frost faeries were born when they did that -- she knew it didn't make sense but she never bothered to ask why. If she didn't find him, she would never know. There was no one here. She thought maybe he could have been around here. He always liked winter: making snow angels and snowmen. Kei used to give her his scarf when she got cold, tying it around her neck delicately. You're mine, he would say. She subconsciously pulled the sweater she wore tighter. "You doing okay, Pu?" The partner nodded determinedly, trudging through the snow. It was then when a large Digimon bounced out from a nearby cave, teeth and claws long and unwieldly, drool splattering over the snow with a quiet hiss. Purawna stared at the beast, unwavering; Garuda however gasped at such a sight. Quickly, she pointed at it, and the data of the Digimon floated around it. Wait... it had a partner? Garuda packed a snowball in her hand, ready to launch. Was this an ambush? "Be careful, Pu. Get ready what you've learned." Her partner nodded earnestly, standing behind the human's calf, preparing to launch itself at any time. Garuda minimized the map, remembering vaguely which direction to go to reach the inn. The beast roared, and somehow it sounded happy. This didn't reassure her at all -- but Garuda decided to play her card, the one that Kei told her she had. She smiled gently and said, "Hello there, little one. Where's your tamer?" MADE BY CYANIDE CANDY ✖

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[aesop]

it wasn't that it wasn't gentle, no. it seemed to be entirely unaware of its size and force as it gambolled over to garuda and her digimon, saliva trickling and freezing against its fur. the wind howled; the snow screamed.

above the din, aesop struggled to maintain control over his digimon. 'fawkes,' he barked, more urgency surfacing in his tone. 'stay the fuck away!' the man's gaze settled on the girl, and the little digimon by her side.

fawkes wasn't a kitten, nor was it a puppy.

the gazimon x roared again, happy, but ignorant. its powerful arms rippled the snow like a gorilla, throwing its full weight against the smaller partner. it ignored garuda, trying to slick its dripping saliva over purawna. mine, it seemed to say between its eager panting, alllll mine.

[garuda]

[atrb=valign,top] A FALLING STAR FELL FROM YOUR HEART AND LANDED IN MY EYES Her smile turned into a frown, as she heard his tamer screaming -- did he have no control over his own partner? The Gazimon X capered forwards, drool splattering on the ground. His feet trampled through the snow without much problem; and Garuda realized that the enemy Digimon's paws moved through the snow without much problem because of the speed. Maybe if... There was no time to think, the Gazimon tried to throw itself onto her partner; but because she stood in between them, she too was thrown downwards. At the last minute, she had pushed against the animal, relieving a little of the pressure and managing to fall down at a more reasonable speed. The rogue beast salivated over the two of them, and she winced. She could feel Purawna underneath her thigh, trying to wriggle out. The weight of the Gazimon X felt like a ton and she was certain that if the Gazimon had come down straight, she could've broke a bone. She struggled underneath the monster, managing to create enough space for Purawna to squeeze out. It panted, quickly leaping backwards to create some space between them. Aiming at the paws of the hind legs, Purawna gathered her energy: hot cutlet. She aimed scorching hot cutlets of meat at the Gazimon's feet, hoping for them to be burnt, making it hard for it to traverse. While that was happening Purawna released her other technique -- fresh shrimp -- trying to pull the Gazimon away from her tamer. Garuda prepared herself. She muttered, "Sorry," hoping that the other tamer could hear her. The warmth of her body already melted the ice below, leaving her some allowance -- she wrapped her left arm over the Gazimon's neck, pulling herself closer to it to stabilize herself as her right fingers attempted to stab the beast's eyes. MADE BY CYANIDE CANDY ✖

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[aesop]

aah, the scent of meat. fawkes sniffed the air eagerly, and chose to dive head-first into the snow. the gazimon x dug around in the snow, its claws parting the ice effortlessly yet powerfully. its panting was the only sounds besides the other digimon's cries that reached aesop's ears.

despite wanting to help, aesop was powerless to do anything. he couldn't rush in; rooted to the spot, the man had no choice but to watch the tussle between fawkes and the other two.

it was ironic how all fawkes wanted to do was play, yet remain so unaware of its own brutish strength.

the gazimon x's eyes lit up as it found the patty, its face planted against the ground before it recoiled in horror -- the patty was searing hot despite the ice. its nose soon found another interesting projectile, and it eagerly snapped the shrimp up in its jaws, munching away, until --

aesop could hear how pained the creature was when the fingers dug into its eyes.

temporarily blinded by pain, fawkes retaliated. it didn't take much for it to locate garuda, slung over its body in order to maintain grip on it.

what was this thing to have attacked it? it didn't know, didn't understand.

unable to see, fawkes did the one thing it knew best: bite. it tried to bite into garuda, snapping around wolfishly while swinging its claws around.

aesop could see that the gazimon x was a mess. a yelping, confused, sorry mess of fur and blood, and the pain it most certainly felt from where the fingers once were. he felt just a little bit sorry for it, but nothing more.

a man was no match for a gazimon x.

[garuda]

[atrb=valign,top] A FALLING STAR FELL FROM YOUR HEART AND LANDED IN MY EYES It hurt. If she had the strength to hold onto the underneath of the Gazimon, things would've be fine; but the beast swung so hard she lost her grip; and with a huge powerful crash of its jaw, her right shoulder got caught -- quickly, she rolled, and with every tumble, her shoulder throbbed. Her eyes filled with tears; but she refused to cry. Garuda screamed at the man, perfectly dressed, "Do something!" She held her right shoulder, trying to stifle the blood. Could this happen in the Digimon World? Why did it hurt? What did the manual say? Her mind couldn't focus enough to remember that it wasn't totally real and if she had been able to focus on her real body, in her pod, maybe the pain would've lessened or went away. She couldn't do that because Purawna -- Purawna would be in danger. Now the Gazimon was in a rampage because of her -- she blinked the tears away, knowing that she had to do something. Not far from there, she saw a cliff. Her eyes caught Purawna's. Her partner nodded and slowly moved towards the cliff, tossing fresh shrimp as she walked. The Gazimon was blinded now, hopefully; and with the trail of fresh shrimp, maybe Purawna could calm him down and lead him to the edge -- and at the point, Garuda wondered if the tamer cared even. He seemed to stand there, passively, placidly -- but it was just a moment's thought. Her focus went back to her shoulder; oh please oh please stop bleeding. The blood was sticky, her whole right arm covered with it. Her mind: stained with blood, the snow wouldn't cause blindness. MADE BY CYANIDE CANDY ✖

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[aesop]

god knew a sane man wasn't going to walk straight into the path of a gazimon x, yet fate had placed him in a situation where his digimon had gone berserk -- but then again, wasn't it the girl's fault in the first place for making that happen? digging her slender little fingers into fawkes' eyes, enraging the digimon who clearly didn't know his own strength --

it wasn't his fault he was rooted to the ground.

this wasn't reality. it was virtual reality. the blood wasn't real, the pain she felt was simulated. he merely continued staring, as if unable to accept reality (laughable, when this was just a game) even as the girl screamed for him to do something.

him, a match for fawkes? he'd learnt that the hard way the first time he logged into digimon online. acting the hero didn't pay off -- not in reality, not in virtual reality either.

they were right. he was just another fallen angel with no way back to heaven. disgraced, dishonored.

fawkes tossed and turned, finding soft, soft flesh in between the grasp of its fangs. there was it -- the source of all its pain. it held on tighter, started running. it could care less if everything tore and the mountainside was all flesh and blood and nothing more -- it didn't know anything except whatever it is, it's pain, pain, pain.


'it's not going to work.' a quiet word, at the diligent ebi burgamon. aesop knew his digimon better than anyone else did -- he knew its innocence and simple-mindedness, but no one seemed to understand.

it just wanted to play.

it didn't know its strength.

its reward was to get stabbed in the eyes.

he knew he looked cold-hearted when he ignored her pleas. he did, he damn well did in his perfect suit, protected from the elements by the pea jacket he had on. hands in pockets, face expressionless as if he'd seen it all.

'save your strength to die. it's less painful that way, and we'll never see each other again.'

[garuda]

[atrb=valign,top] A FALLING STAR FELL FROM YOUR HEART AND LANDED IN MY EYES Damn it all if it didn't do anything. The EbiBurgermon watched as Fawkes tore into its tamer. Its Hot Cutlet and Fresh Shrimp -- they were nothing compared to the powerful Digimon that trampled on Garuda. Her eyes were still bright, but the blood didn't stop -- her hair was matted down with dried blood, and her screams... oh her screams. Garuda... Purawna's eyes filled with tears. The girl somehow saw it from the side, even as she was swung around wildly, shoulder almost being ripped open. "Don't fucking cry, Purawna!" The shout rang above the whistling wind -- the cold clawed into her open wounds. Purawna bit back its tears, slowly trying to figure what to do. She took a step forwards and again, the cries of the teenage girl: "Just let me die! The manual said it's like sleeping! Don't worry, Purawna, I'll get us out of this!" Her partner stopped, turned and looked at the other tamer. That was it; he was their weak point -- he was the weak link. If only Purawna could get at him, maybe it'll all be over. "It'll never be over," it said as it swiftly threw a hot cutlet at him, steaming and freshly fried. She threw another, and another, and another... Garuda could hear the EbiBurgermon trying; but she knew it was too late. Trying to let herself die wasn't as easy as it sounded. She let go of her shoulder, refused to try holding it together. And in those few seconds, she saw him again. Smiling, she managed to raise her hand up to caress his face -- It was like waking up from a nightmare. She shuddered. Her partner waddled up to her and grabbed her tightly. She cried, she let it all out. "It's okay, it's okay," Purawna whispered into her ear. She didn't hear any of it. All she remembered was the cold stare of the stranger; he let it happen to her. He didn't call for help. He just watched. But then she remembered: Kei. She saw Kei again. Was it worth it? Somehow, it was. MADE BY CYANIDE CANDY ✖

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