Subject: [area boss] - team three vs. lady devimon 852 views

[nachtmare]

team three
homme, sir cuddles, methuselah vs. ladydevimon

Although Suzaku City is filled with joy and games, the opposite is true for the Jungle Shrine. At the throne stat the devil herself. Lady Devimon, with her bats hovering around. She shifts slightly in her seat, her head resting beneath a hand. Her expression is bored as she glances as the trio meant to face her. "Darkness wave," she calls with a yawn, and the rain of bats fly towards the trio.

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• The team must defeat her to win.

[homme]

bronze tamer • crest of purity • kudamon

Homme really wasn't quite sure where he was going. He didn't know much about the events, didn't know that there were supposed to be bosses. All he knew was that his kudamon was leading him somewhere, guiding him along through the jungle. Every so often, the digimon would stop, looking back at Homme to try and make sure that his human was keeping up. Mostly he did - Homme was fairly fit, and it wasn't as if it took a huge chunk of effort to keep up. The ground was mostly stable, after all.

The kudamon quickly found what it was looking for as he broke into a clearing - the ladydevimon clearly visible. Aha! There it was - the area boss. The kudamon scurried towards the ladydevimon as bats were launched towards him, and the Kudamon unleashed it's first technique.

"Zekkoushou!" The digimon called, earing lighting up as it unleashed a flash of blinding light. It would be awfully hard for the bats to hit if they couldn't see anything at all, after all.

[harpv3]

There was always a chance for error. Likewise however there was an equal chance for both success and error to occur simultaneously. He was inexperienced with battling so surely he'll stumble here or there. Be it by the skin of his teeth or by a great margin he planned to win with his fellow teammates against the devi fem-mon. The most prominent of his allies was just as fresh to this as he was.

He wasn't certain about the other partnered Digimon and their humans. The Kudamon seemed like he was doing alright though. Bailey didn't have anything quite so flashy in mind as it's entering move nor did it have anything in mind at all for one. He was awaiting his orders. His tamer held a hand up to his squinting eyes as the light from the pipe foxes attack impaired his vision. He'd have to wait for another opportunity to scan the battlefield probably.

"Get as many of the bats as you can but stay close to the group." "at your beck and call sir. The Labramon saluted before crouching down snapping with his sharp canines at any bat who managed to stay on course. Whether or not it was effective though would have to wait until the light and chaos died down a bit, that or until they both adjusted to it.

[sir cuddles]

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[atrb=style,width: 350px;] He taps his bottom lip to the rhythm of his heart: calm, normal, relaxed. He hangs behind the other two players while Palmon X waits listlessly before the incoming wave of bats, yawning in the same tedious manner as the LadyDevimon. Three child Digimon versus one perfect. He glances at the red satellite hovering at his team mate's head. The other was an ordinary player but he doesn't seem to be half-bad. (His avatar looks smart, that's all Sir Cuddles can judge on.) Maybe they won't have too much of a problem with regards to insight, so Sir Cuddles can safely assume everyone knows they'll be massacred within seconds. But MAGAMI won't pit players against impossible-to-defeat event bosses. Since there's no prerequisite for joining, winning in a straight fight isn't a real option. There must be a trick somewhere. "Oh," he says, an idea coming to him. "Palmon," he turns to his Digimon and points a crooked finger at the boss Digimon, "don't you think I'll look good with a LadyDevimon?" "Eh, I don't like black." Palmon X entwines his fingers and reaches for the sky. "No offense." "Mmm." He agrees. Black is a little boring but he's fond of what his avatar looks like. notes :: Sir Cuddles uses Casual Conversation! credit :: template by columba of on the edge!

[wild digimon]

team three
homme, methuselah, sir cuddles vs. ladydevimon

She hisses, covering her eyes with her clawed arm. The bats hovering around, whine, flying in circles. A few of them fell victim to Labramon's attacks, but there were still plenty more. The third pair was curious though. Not following their teammate's path. It was unfortunate the others hadn't taken the bait. A casual wave of the hand summoned more bats to her side. "Darkness wave," she called out in a bored manner looking the opposite direction, more to this strange human and palmon x pair. She smirked at the child level digimon, "not many people can keep up this look." Then casually brushed her white blonde hair.

[homme]

[atrb=border,0,bTable] crest of purity • kudamon Homme had been a tacctical sort of thinker. He had loved plans and plots and details, and he'd have spent plenty of working out how best to take down the opponent - it he'd been able to. As it was, he didn't know what she was saying, didn't know what the other humans were saying... he didn't know a damn thing, and all he could do was fold his arms over his chest, chewing his lip as he watched. The kudamon's blinding light had worked once - why not again? He was moving forward, trying to get closer to the ladydevimon as he kept himself safe, emitting another Zekkoushou towards the bats, doing his best to keep it mostly in front of him, so as not to blind the other rookies. If only he could get a bit closer...

[harpv3]

The man with the strange green hair observed everyone's decisions. For all the good it did him, he felt like he was sitting on his hands. Giving out orders to a fraction of their force to a dog who if not as submissive would be just as tactful on its own was hardly a feat worth mentioning. It is what it is though. "Bailey shake it off and try to flank the bats that fly nearest Kudamon". The dog Digimon shook off the damage he had sustained from the flying rats he was unable to destroy, such unsavory creatures. "If that's what you wish master". Meth couldn't decide if the hound thought himself to be a slave or soldier. Maybe both, who but he knew.

[sir cuddles]

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[atrb=style,width: 350px;] What the...If it weren't for the bangs, his eyes would have given away his surprise. Sir Cuddles adjusts, easily flexible with silly circumstances. This is fun! "Oooh~" Sir Cuddles lightly claps. Whether he is impressed by the new flock of bats attacking his teammates, by the hair flip; or just to aggravate Palmon X who had narrowed his eyes dangerously at the LadyDevimon is up for debate. Palmon X's shoulders hunch up. "Why you little..." "You should really grow a hair," Sir Cuddles nonchalantly interrupts, raising a finger up. He ignores the efforts of his team mates holding the fort. "Technically, you're bald." Palmon X's spirit shrivels like a dried up sprout. "B-bald?" Sir Cuddles nods sagely. "Mm. So you'll be able to do this!" Sir Cuddles bows his head forward and dramatically throws his spread of silky, silver hair up, causing the gloomy air to lit up with magnificent sparks of diamonds and twinkling stars. No, not really. "Ta-da!" Sir Cuddles exclaims. A stray strand of hair falls on his face. "Maybe we can evolve you in an Angewoman some day. They're hawt!" notes :: Sir Cuddles uses Hair Flip! credit :: template by columba of on the edge!

[wild digimon]

team three
homme, methuselah, sir cuddles vs. ladydevimon

Again with the bright light, but Lady Devimon's bats were quick. They focused on that digimon this time, regretful for having lost the others to a minor spell like that. If they could not take him down, they would block most of the light from their mistress' gaze. There were more of them this time, leftovers from the previous attack and now. A blanket of bats.

Meanwhile, Lady Devimon kept herself occupied with this other pair who had chosen not to fight, but to keep her occupied. The tamer had shared the same silvery colored hair as her, flattering and charming all the same. (The little side insults towards palmon x and her indignation were only bonuses.)

But the mention of angewoman! "Tch. Angewoman is no match for me," her tone sharp, almost scolding before quickly calming. It took a different turn, flashing him a flirty grin, "and she wouldn't match you."

[homme]

[atrb=border,0,bTable] crest of purity • kudamon The kudamon was starting to get annoyed at how useless his human was. He couldn't count on Homme to provide an MP Disk when he needed one alone. He wasn't out of MP just yet, but he didn't want to risk running out at a key moment. Instead, he'd simply have to make do with his claws - not the most effective of weapons, but probably decently useful against small little bats. It was a bit frustrating that they hadn't even managed to push on to the ladydevimon - but the kudamon, at least, knew she was talking with the third member of the trio... and that was...well, going well? Could you count it as going well? He was pretty sure they were 'flirting', which was a bit odd, but who was he to protest? The kudamon lept into the air to scratch at a bat, before withdrawing into his bullet for protection - favoring defense over offense.

[harpv3]

Well this was moving at a snails pace. He never did enjoy the charmingly clever sort so the antics of his fellow staff member were grinding harshly on his nerves. For him it was always actions that spoke louder than words. So what if this philosophy came steamed from his jealousy, he stood by it. Never was he accused of being smooth or alluring. Speaking of allure the ladydevimon seemed quite content not to move, like a queen glued to her throne. A feeling in the bit of his stomach made him second guess his next command.

"Forget the bats Bailey, go for the main objective." As always the Labramon nodded and acted without much delay in-between. He didn't question his tamer's methods as he could see both good and bad in them. It was tiring to assault these techniques. Ground could be made slowly but would they have the energy enough by then? In that case the pair wanted to at least get a scratch however minor on the dark queen herself. It was still a fool's errand though, like a mouse going after a tiger. Only they didn't have the advantage of a smaller creature possessing more speed. Meth really did regret his decision already but it was too late, his companion was already closer than not to the ladydevimon and gaining ground quickly.

[sir cuddles]

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[atrb=style,width: 350px;] Sir Cuddles freezes. Did he hear her right or did he hear right? His neck loosens, head slackening to tilt curiously at the LadyDevimon, his face blank. Even when his head hangs parallel to the ground, his top hat magically stays in place. "Ohohohoh?" A coy smile creeps in, slightly shaken but excited from the shiver that went down his spine. That was definitely most real. He felt it in an instant back in the physical world. And he's probably grinning too from within the capsule, maybe even laughing. Oh, this is so priceless. "You think so?" he asks, giggling behind his oversize sleeve like an immature high school girl. "Yes, I suppose you're right~" Palmon X crosses his arms, turning his head snappishly so that the petals on his head flutter a little. "Augh, that is not how a lady should act! Listen here, Sir Cuddles, you don't want to be stuck with a partner deluding herself to be of proper breeding. A real lady wouldn't bother fighting, especially with a bunch of - ugh -" Palmon X shivers in disgust. " -bats." Sir Cuddles decides to refrain from commenting, unsure if that just spelled Palmon's death or prolonged their situation longer. He isn't remotely concerned for whatever fate they may end up with from this encounter. He continues to grin, flashing a set of feral teeth. He doesn't really want to get involved anymore so he lets Palmon X dig his own grave. But someone else is more interested in doing that. Sir Cuddles makes no attempt to stop the Labramon from charging at the LadyDevimon. Palmon X doesn't need to be told either not to move for he's always more compelled to do nothing about anything. The Digimon doesn't hold Sir Cuddles' sadistic amusement though and is more bored by the development of the situation. Funny how similar Palmon X and LadyDevimon are. notes :: For those who might be confused, yes, Palmon X is a boy. At least that's how "he" looks at "himself" regardless of behavior and manner of speaking. credit :: template by columba of on the edge!

[wild digimon]

team three
homme, methuselah, sir cuddles vs. ladydevimon

The bats were no unified in mind. They reacted differently like sheep. The two sets of bats acted as one. The first from her starting move. The second batch was from her recent one. With Kudamon in their bullet, it left the other wide open. It was still futilely threatening to attack them and their mistress. The two groups split, one group after another, sent to attack the Labramon and send him flying back.

Again, like last, Lady Devimon did not at all seem bothered by the workings of her bats. The silver haired human and his partner held her attention. While the human was agreeable and interesting, his partner held no love for her. They were insulting, worthy of a -

Her enlarged hand changed, turning sharp like a spear as she attempted to strike them down, "Darkness Spear!"

She pulled her spear back, staring at the damage with a smile. "I never said I was a lady." Her arm returned to normal.

[homme]

[atrb=border,0,bTable] crest of purity • kudamon Homme remained where he was, hopelessly lost. He didn't know what the devil-woman was saying. He didn't now what she was called - nor did he know the names of the two that he was fairly sure he was supposed to be co-operating with. Any symbols he did recognize were one in a thousand, and even knowing those didn't help. It was the simpler ones that he had no idea about, and he was already making a point to ask his caretaker for a basic guide. Even if he couldn't speak it, being able to read names would help immensely. The kudamon was starting to get upset. They weren't making any progress - not at all. The Palmon X wasn't even helping - just getting itself blasted. The Labramon was at least trying to help, but doing a not very good job of it. The Kudamon could at least try and assist though. Emerging from his shell, he launched himself towards the bats, taking advantage of their turned backs. "Dangan Senpuu!"

[/color] The little digimon called, launching itself into a spin to slam the holy cartridge into the bats.
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[harpv3]

Labramon was unable to fight through the bats and was quite battered on his shoulders. What he wouldn't give for some projectiles but alas Meth was more concerned with his job then training. The pooch knew no more than a Digimon new into being. It was usually fine and dandy though, it's not like they actively sought out fights. Today was the exception. Bailey found the event to be a bit outlandish but the holiday in general was foreign to him. His tamer claimed to be fond of it so that was enough of a reason to be here.

Now the sensible thing to do would be to retreat back but he had been given an order he had yet to execute. Just because it rains one day doesn't mean builders completely give up on finishing a duplex. So again the dog lunged forward, this time at a slower pace least he do himself more harm than good running into those pesky bats. Speaking of pesky though the other staff member's lack of assistance was beginning to irk Meth and in turn his partner.