>Last time, on Digimang Quest.
Dash learned how to cast some magic, his hands now able to loose flames, he eased tensions with Casey, before getting her magic lessons as well.
The study was broken up, when three firey intruders burst in, threatening to overwhelm the village and take the humans for his own, but with teamwork and luck, their foes were driven back, one even condensing back to a digiegg.
That done, Dash ate a fruit with a witch that left him raring to go, and after attempting to Descartes his teacher, he was told to turn in for the night.
With some ideas of where to go next from Demidevimon, Dash almost got attacked in the night by Eva, only to turn it into feelings talk instead, yay feelings. With a new day approaching, the group has to agree on where to go next.
Now, on with the adventure!
You’ve had another day’s rest under your belt since the fight with SkullMeramon, the sun is shining, the baby digimon are bouncing around cheerfully, and Witchmon has patched the hole in her defensive bubble.
You’ve even had the chance to see some of the eggs hatch around the village, melting into the small blobby creatures that seem to comprise all baby digimon, usually accompanied by a cradle forming with them to rest in, which are quickly abandoned at the children run off to explore.
You feel a tugging at your sleeve, turning around to find Ms Kelli. She’d refused to so much as look at you yesterday, since your sharing of the bathroom, and even now she can’t meet your eyes. “Witchmon said you have some ideas of where we should look next, right?” She asks.
You nod, “Well, DemiDevimon gave us some pointers, I reckon we should go check out one of the bigger cities, if we’d known about any before now, we probably would have tried to head to one, stay put and waited around a while.”
She nods, “Right, that makes sense.” She notices she’s still got a hold of your shirt, hurriedly pulling her hand back, “I should probably drive, from now on. I’ve got the most experience.”
“Can you handle stick?” You ask, gesturing at the jeep, “Cos that’s all we got.”
She deflates a little, “Oh, well, no. But-”
You cut her off, “It’ll be fine, we can stick to taking turns.”
She pouts a little, but nods, “I guess, it’s not like we’re going to see many other cars around, is it?”
>Apologise for the other night, you were over the line
>Wink, joke, flirt. Nothing out of the normal.
>So, which would you rather check out? TubeCity or Tum Blur?
>>Wink, joke, flirt. Nothing out of the normal.
>>So, which would you rather check out? TubeCity or Tum Blur?
I can't wait until we get into backstory and it turns out we were kicked out our last school for educating teachers on Descartes
Nah every girl and her mother was being fucked by one lazy prick and his harem. Didn't help that his "girls" were also aggressive and hostile to anyone outside of the clique. Fucking
>She’d refused to so much as look at you yesterday, since your sharing of the bathroom, and even now she can’t meet your eyes.
People voted to make Dash go pretty boldly. Better calm down for a while
>>Apologise for the other night, you were over the line
>So, which would you rather check out? TubeCity or Tum Blur?
You shoot her a wink, “Well, if you still want to give it a shot, I can always give you a few pointers on how to handle a stick.”
Her eyes lift, looking up at the sky for a moment, colour rising in her cheeks. “Dash… please, I’m your teacher.”
That’s not a no. Either way, “So Ms Kelli, which would you rather check out? TubeCity or Tum Blur?”
She clears her throat quickly, “Well, I was talking to Witchmon about it, and from what she told me about TubeTown, I don’t think it’s the kind of place you kids should see anytime soon. So I guess my vote is Tum Blur, for now.”
You give a shrug, “Well, Casey and I visited a place that’s probably pretty similar on the first night we landed here, it wasn’t all that scarring.”
She runs a hand through her hair, fingers combing out a few kinks, “Well, for you at least.” She murmurs, shuffling a shoe through the grass. “Either way, it’s pretty late in the day, we should probably at least spend one more night here, make a fresh start tomorrow.”
“Well it’s not like we can’t sleep in the car overnight.” I point out.
She nods slowly, “Well, yes, b-but, we’re safer spending the night in the village, w-with Witchmon’s shield is all.” She tells me, a nervous stammer creeping into her voice.
Ah right, with no Digimon to help her, she probably had a rougher time getting around than we have…
>Hey, you’re magic now, people can’t just push you around.
>Don’t worry, we’ll look after you.
>Fair point, spend the night here, leave in the morning.
People? No. House sized digemon? Yes.
Also chuckles you fuck its the middle of night for me. Why you run when I sleep? WHY?
I can't even contribute much, since I am too tired for this.
Anyhow thanks for running man. I am having fun reading it in the morning.
>>Fair point, spend the night here, leave in the morning.
>You don't have to worry about traveling now, though. We're all here to help you.
She does have a point, but we need to tell her she shouldn't be affraid
“You raise a good point Ms Kelli, we can leave in the morning.”
She smiles appreciatively, “Good. Though… we should probably take a vote, see where the others want to go. Majority vote should take it, I think.”
I follow behind her, back towards the others. The twins are still trying out the new magic they picked up from Witchmon; Eva, having a mana pool as small as mine can barely summon a faint gust of wind, which she’s trying to use to knock food off of trees, while Jeff apparently has the largest, able to form ice out of the air, he’s trying to practice throwing them like darts, under the watchful eye of Witchmon.
Casey watches us approach, Ms Kelli interrupting the twins by clapping her hands for attention, like she’s teaching little kids. “Alright now. I think it’s time we all talked about where we’re going next.”
Casey pulls up her map, Witchmon pointing the two cities out. Tum Blur in a huge bay area, while Tubetown stands in the centre of a forest, relatively close to one of the spider locations Aru sent us. “Tum Blur’s more of a travel hub.” Witchmon explains, pointing to the bay, “Though they sure do have a habit of driving out folks they don’t agree with.” She flicks over to Tubetown, “On the other hand, Tubetown’s a little more… on the seedy side of things, if you catch my drift. If you’re looking for boy’s...” She catches your eye, giving a playful wink.
“The ocean sounds good.” Eva says suddenly, cutting through your attention. “We met up with Dash and Casey in a port town, and they always have rumours floating around, right? I vote for this Tum-whatever.”
Ms Kelli throws her lot in with her.
Casey rubs her chin, pondering for a long moment. “It’s true, but on the other hand, it’s guys we’re looking for, and I’m sure if Dash had no idea where to go, he might have stuck around in Tubetown.”
“Hey!” You cut in.
She smirks a little, “Just kidding. But, yeah, I vote TubeCity.”
“Me too.” Jeff chips in, not giving a justification for his vote.
You ask Elecmon and the other Digimon where they think you should look, but they seem indecisive on the issue. “Either’s just as likely.” Elecmon sighs.
“I suggested both, because they seemed just as likely to me.” Demi shrugs.
Well, seems like you’ve got the tiebreaker vote. According to Demi, they're both about a day's drive, in opposite directions.
>We could try splitting up and checking both.
“Well, I’m gonna say TubeCity.” You nod.
“Gee, I wonder why?” You hear Eva mutter to herself.
“Well… TubeCity it is then. I guess.” Ms Kelli nods resignedly. “Thank you for everything Witchmon.”
The digimon giggles, “Ain’t nothin’ too it darlin’. You make sure you all come on back if you’re ever in the neighbourhood.” A loud ‘ding’ sounds from the huts up on the hill, and both Witchmon and Ms Kelli hurry up to the house, to stop some food for the baby digimon from spoiling.
Elecmon rear up on his back leg, elbowing your knee. “Say, Dash, how’s the fire coming along?”
You shrug, “Eh, could be worse.” You flick your finger, a flame sprouting from your thumb, “I’m gonna be the coolest arsonist ever!” You grin.
He sighs and rolls his eyes, “I’m sure you are Dash. Just don’t go getting too hot headed. Alright?”
You’re… not entirely sure if that was another one of his understated puns, or genuine advice. Still, “I won’t buddy. Probably.” He nods, setting back down on all fours again.
“Just be careful, I worry about you sometimes, throwing yourself at the enemy, staying so close to Knightmon to distract him… an Ultimate level digimon like him could have made short work of you, and I’m not so sure you’ll turn into an egg if you run out of HP.”
“I was only helping.” You shrug, “And besides, we won.”
He nods, “I know we did, and it was partly thanks to your help… but even still. It’d shame me to let harm come to you while I stand by.”
You catch Eva making a derisive fellating motion in the corner of your vision, much to her brothers’ amusement.
>Come on Elecmon, what’s with the seriousness all of a sudden?
>Alright, I’ll hang back a little more
You raise your eyebrows. “Come on Elecmon, what’s with the seriousness all of a sudden?”
He shrugs, “It’s just… after what happened to SkullMeramon the other day, I was thinking about it. He could have probably taken you down in a single blow, if Guardromon wasn’t there to help you out.” He nods appreciatively to his friend for the save.
“Well... alright.” You mutter out, “I’ll trust the expert, but don’t go thinking I’ll let you coddle me, either.” You slap your chest, “I already feel tougher than the other day, and this thing proves it!” You pull out your digivice, showing him your increased HP. “And with this magic stuff, I can probably get a decent attack off.”
He nods, “I won’t treat you like an infant.” He assures you, “And thank you, Dash.” You extend a fist down to his level and he bumps a paw against it, before his stomach lets out an extended grumble, “Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to go bother Ms Kelli for something hot to eat.”
He starts trundling up the hill and you look over the group. The twins are back to practicing their magic, while Casey seems to be cleaning grime out of Hagurumon’s surface, giving you a sight of the gear’s back, a shallow dent still laying over the spot where SkullMeramon’s chains hit her.
>You should get Witchmon’s contact info, before you go.
>Follow Elecmon, you could eat
>Magic contest with the twins
>See if Casey needs help
“Yo, need a hand?” You ask Casey, sitting opposite her.
She nods, picking up a spare rag and spraying it with some of the cleaning supplies Witchmon lent her. “Thanks,actually. If you could do some of the indents in her back, that’d be cool.”
You watch her go for a moment, meticulously sweeping every cranny for grime, before you start. “Sorry about this Hagurumon.” You mutter, brushing a finger against the dent left from the fight.”
She rotates her hand gears, “It’s no big deal, really. Casey told me to protect you. And besides, I didn’t want him getting his hands on you either.”
“Well, all the same, I appreciate it.” You swap a few of the natural indents, dust and pollen coming away under your hand, before Casey nods, having finished the front.
“I can take the rest from here.” She murmurs, “Not that I don’t trust you. It’s just… It’s better if I know I’ve done it.” You release the Digimon and she spins, letting Casey finish your job, her front now a shimmering bright bronze.
“Oh yeah, we should probably get Witchmon’s contact information, before we go, huh?” You mutter to yourself.
Casey fishes her phone out as well, “Get it in mine as well?” You nod, standing to head up too the huts.
“Thanks Dash.” The say in unison, offering you smiles.
The small house smells divine by the time you reach it, baked cinnamon and sugar filling the air. Before you can even talk, a spoon jams itself in your mouth, a spoonful of something hot and sweet on your tongue.
“How’s it taste?” Witchmon asks, the spoon plucking itself free, leaving you to swallow.
It’s… kinda like apple pie, only with those weird purple orange fruits from the other day. “Delicious.” You have to admit. “You’ve outdone yourself.”
She smiles, plucking a morsel up from a pile and trying it herself, humming with delight, before she starts to pile the filling into pastries, back turned to you. “Good to hear sugar, now, was there something you wanted from little old me?” She asks, shifting her stance as she slides a pie into the oven, the leather belts over her dress squeaking with the movement.
>Contact information, so we can keep in touch
>Any other spells I can learn would be helpful
>Well… (Write in)
You wave the phones upwards, “I was wondering if we could get your contact information, so we can keep in touch?”
Her cat tattoo detaches from her arm, sweeping forward and grabbing the devices from your hand, laying them down on the counter beside her, it starts pressing at the screen for a few moments, “Anything else?”
Well, “I also wanted to say thanks.” You smile as she turns back to face you. “You’ve been an incredible help the last few days, not to mention that you’ve looked great doing so.”
She smiles wider, reaching a hand out to pinch your cheek, “Now aren’t you just the sweetest li’l thing? And a charmer at that?”
Another spoonful of the fruit floats it’s way into your mouth, gulping down the food hungrily, you wipe your mouth, before she tosses a whole version of the fruit your way. “Do you know what they call these?” She asks.
You shake your head, “Purples?”
She lets out a laugh at that, another pie loading itself into the oven. “You’re cute boy.” She plucks another one up, stripping the skin with deft movements, biting into it with a wink. “For most digimon, these help… set the mood for, well…” She gestures out the window at a small garden, strewn with eggs. She turns back, “But, they don’t work on me, of course… though, I’m quite curious what they do to you humans.”
That… could explain your obstinate problem, the one that wouldn’t go down for hours the other day. That and being a teenager.
“But alas, to a Witchmon like me, these are just a sweet little treat.” She sighs, finishing hers off. She drums her fingers against the oven’s door. “These are for visitors… though if you’d like to share one with someone, I could be convinced.”
The cat sweeps the phones back up, floating back to you, a button in the shape of a witch hat now sitting next to Aru’s spider mark.
>I’ll just be going now, thanks for the food.
It's not even, as the outcome is completely different. One is a direct approach and the other is just meaningless flirting.
But I get it, waifucockblocking etc. I don't care about that shit, I just want to vote for a flirty option instead of "ok bye". Yes I play bards.
>something is half assed if it's not doing exactly what I want with exactly the outcome that I want
You know, sometimes shit-talking is just shit-talking, sometimes flirting is just flirting. Stick out of ass.
Except the side that voted for that doesn't want that, and the side that wanted to go for it doesn't want to stop at flirting. So it satisfies nobody except the guy that proposed it.
What am I implying? I am just saying you are mad that other people might want something you don't, so you instead rely on a silly personal offense to those in the other camp (virgin nerd needs to get laid so he - singular really? - will stop voting for things I dislike)
>I speak for everyone and think I can make these assumptions based on.. Nothing, as there is nothing to imply that in the specifc options people voted for
You speak only for your own vote bro, you'd need another vote to actually have some ground for that claim.
You back away a little, “Appreciate the offer, but I’ll be going now. Thanks for the food.” You stow your hands in your pockets and head for the door, clicking your tongue playfully as you step outside, just in time to almost trip over Elecmon, currently laying out in the grass, enjoying the sun.
“So… full.” He groans, “Kelli… cooked, so much.”
You squat down beside him, hauling him up, under your arm. “Come on, no sense lying in the way.” You tell him, setting him back down by the jeep again. The twin’s are done testing their new powers, or more likely run out of mana by now.
For safety sake, you climb into the jeep, turning the engine over, to make sure it doesn’t… whatever turning the engine over stops. You might grab a book on car stuff when you get home, or ask Casey sometime. She seems to have a slightly better idea about this stuff then you do.
Gotsumon suddenly clambers up on the front, popping the hood open for a few moments, before extracting a bundle of leaves, a sudden blast of chilled air pouring out of the air conditioner, right in your face. The hood slams down and Gotsumon shoots you a thumbs up, throwing the leaves to the wind.
Jeff seems impressed as you climb out. “Where’d you learn to do that?”
The rockman shrugs, “Don’t know, just… popped into my head is all.”
Jeff smiles a little, “Well, thanks, that’ll help on the way back through the desert.”
Gotsumon sits down with him, before clutching at his nose, “Jeff, man, you stink.”
He nods, “Yeah, sorry, I was jogging earlier. I’ll go shower.” He walks past, a whiff of acrid sweat on him, grimacing apologetically as he heads for the houses, past the girls, who seem to be in the middle of some conversation.
Demi flaps down from the trees, dumping a load of fruit, steak, and nuts on the ground, as the sun vanishes from the sky. Sighing, you flick your flame on, setting the campfire ablaze.
>Talk to Gotsumon, ask if he knows why can’t digivolve
>Go see what the girls are on about
>Ask Gotsumon and Demi if they have any more info on TubeCity
>Talk to Gotsumon, ask if he knows why can’t digivolve
All I was trying to say was that after Dash gets laid at least once the votes would start being less contentious. Sorry If I seemed to be insulting anyone.
>Ask Gotsumon and Demi if they have any more info on TubeCity
>Talk to Gotsumon, ask if he knows why can’t digivolve
Sorry if I interpreted your post incorrectly and tried to start shit.
“Say, would you guys mind telling me some more about this TubeCity place?” You ask.
They exchange glances, before Demi shrugs, “Sure, if you went to TubeTown, you get the gist of it, only these guys put up a pretense of being wholesome. It’s ruled by a pair of powerful digimon, even stronger than Ultimates, called BelleStarmon and QueenChessmon.”
Gotsumon shivers, “You cross one of them, you don’t wanna know what’ll happen to you.”
“As I was saying.” Demi cuts back in, “They put up a thin veneer at wholesomeness, but that’s only to keep the nutters who live up in Mingle off their back.”
“Mingle?” You ask.
Demi nods, pointing upwards, “A collective of… shall we say, self righteous digimon? They live in a country made out of a solidified cloud, hanging in the sky. They like to harass people whose morals they disagree with.” She sniffs a little indignantly. “And they take a particular disliking to people like me.”
Gotsumon lays a hand on her wing, “Demi, come on, that Angewomon didn’t mean to hit you, you were just caught in the crossfire.”
She huffs again, before tucking her head into her wing, preening herself, despite her lack of feathers.
Oooookay. “Right, well Gotsumon. Any idea why you’re still having trouble digivolving?”
He sighs, shaking his head, “I don’t know. Jeff’s trying, I’m trying, but it won’t stick. After that one time, I try, and I try, but....” He hunches over, grunting with exertion, but…. “Nothing.” He shrugs.
Well… “Keep up the effort, I’m sure it’ll pay off soon.” You reassure him, tearing into some of the food that Demi had brought.
>So why’d an Angewomon blast you Demi?
>Go see what the girls are talking about now
>Any idea what Tum Blur is like?
>How does one go about getting to Mingle?
“So, uh, why’d an Angewomon blast you Demi?”
She harrumphs loudly, “Just because my neighbours wanted to trick a few digimon into serving him and taking over the island, APPARENTLY that means he was evil. So this Angewomon showed up, while we were all having a meeting, and blew him right into an egg in a single shot.”
“That… sounds kinda evil.” You have to admit.
She shrugs, “I mean, he kinda was. But… you know…” She just kinda trails off after that.
You scratch between her antenna wing things, “So, you get any scars for your trouble?”
She huffs again, “Yes!” She lifts her leg, showing a discolouring in the skin, a shortness of the fur, “Knocked me on my ass, couldn’t walk for a week. Gotsumon found me like that, and he had to carry me!”
Gotsumon sighs, “You still could have flown. I saw you doing it when you thought I wasn’t looking.” Demi shushes him, rocking back off her feet.
“Right, well, how does one go about getting to Mingle anyway?” You ask. “Are there any planes or anything like that?”
They exchange a look. “If there are, we don’t know about them.” Gotsumon shrugs, “Only way I know to get there is to fly.”
Demi nods, “Yeah! And now we’ve got Eva to help me Digivolve… I could probably go up there and get some payback.” She chuckles to herself.
“Probably not a good idea, at least until you’re sure we can reach Ultimate level.” Elecmon sighs. “An Angewomon easily outclasses you as a Devimon.”
Demi sighs and nods, “Yeah… I guess we’ll see.”
I think back, to when Elecmon first Digivolved. His was different than the others. There’s just seemed to kind of… happen, but you, you stole the power off of Gorillamon to get Elecmon to digivolve. Or, you think that’s what happened…
>Maybe if the other digimon combine their powers into one, you can digivolve further?
>Call the others over and try it (-15 stamina)
>Well, I'm glad you met up with us, both of you
You press the digivolve button, Elecmon bursting upwards into Leomon with a surprised look, as you explain your idea. “Listen, if you all digivolve, then channel that power into one guy, it might let you push further on, too Ultimate?”
They seem willing to give it a shot, and you call the girls over, Eva looks angrier than usual, both of them silently taking their phones and digivolving their partners.
Guardromon and Devimon join Leomon in looming over Gotsumon, “Now what?” Casey asks.
You shrug, “I… don’t know. Not sure exactly how it’s done.” You turn up to the lion, “Any idea?”
He shrugs, “Not really, you asborbed the power through your phone, but I have no idea how to pull that out of myself.”
Well… shit, probably should have thought that through.
With a growl, he focuses, squatting low over himself, “Let me give it a shot.” He focuses, and focuses, and focuses…
oh hey, look at the 5th roll
Light starts to seep out of Leomon’s skin, but instead of drifting towards either of the others, it start to hang around him in a bright aura, on which is quickly losing it’s shine.
Your phone jerks in your hand, flying into Leomon, lodging inside of his mane, lost in the thick brush of his hair, before he lets out a savage snarl, eyes going white, as the force of his snarl knocks everyone backwards, even the other digimon.
The fire gutters out, as the aura around Leomon fades to a hazy purple, before sinking into his skin.
Leomon’s body shifts and swells, bulking out, a huge, hunched shape that you can barely make out in the moonlight as he picks himself up.
“Leomon?” You call to him. A head whips around through the air, a bright red eye glowing as he lets out a low snarl, the wet sound of drool falling from his gums as he opens his maw, another roar, this one animalistic, pained and furious.
>Run! Get Witchmon!
>Leomon, buddy? You in there?
>Devimon, Guardromon, keep him busy!
>Rush him, see if you can get your phone back
You take another step back, “L-Leomon? Buddy?” You call to him, voice cracking a little, “You in there?”
The red eye dips, his head lowering, as he charges at you, huge lumbering steps that shake the earth.
Even hunched over, his head is still at least twice your height in the air, before it lunges downwards at you, hot breath rushing at your face.
You drop backwards, hearing his jaw whistle by over you, before his momentum carries him past, smashing into a tree as he comes to a stop, before rounding again.
Someone’s pulling at your wrist, “Dash, come on!” Eva hisses in the dark, hauling you to your feet and dragging you backwards. Stumbling through the pitch dark for a moment, you can hear him coming again, letting out a throaty snarl.
You can hear his claws swiping down, both of you jumping at the last moment, you avoid his blow, his fist sloughing a huge chunk of earth away with it.
Leomon roars again, so loud you swear your ears will pop, before a blinding light cuts through the dark ahead. At that, Leomon whimpers, shrinking back, one enormous arm covering his eyes.
Casey’s sitting in the jeep, the high beams pouring light into Leomon’s eyes, as you duck to the side.
Guardromon has her sights locked on Leomon, but her arm wavers, hesitant to fire.
>Guardromon, don’t hold back, he’s not Leomon right now.
>See if you can get through to him now.
>He’s stunned, see if you can get that phone now.
You pull your hand free, running back towards him, Gotsumon having come running out of the dark. “I’ll keep him busy, you do whatever you gotta do, okay?”
He swings left and you run straight forwards, heading between his arms, as he slowly lowers his arm, blinking into the lights. He attacks wildly at Gotsumon, missing the rockman, but the blow cracking the earth, sending him stumbling.
Leomon lifts his fist, preparing to slam it down again, this time on top of Gotsumon, only for Devimon to swoop in from above, wrapping her arms around Leomon’s enormous wrist, “No you… don’t!” She grits out, slowing the blow down enough for Gotsumon to scramble free.
Leomon glances down, spotting you again, mouth opening, “Fallen Beasts Fist!” His voice grates out in an animalistic slur.
A black version of Fist of the beast king flies from his mouth, sailing at you, but you weave to the side, before leaping, grabbing onto the shaggy fur hanging down his chest, you grab onto it, kicking off his stomach to get higher purchase, clawing your way up towards his neck.
He starts to swipe again, but a rock crashes into his nose, causing Leomon to snarl in anger, lurching back and almost causing you to lose your grip, as the rock sails backwards, darting around Leomon’s face. Seems Casey’s helping more.
Kicking up, you scramble through the last few inches of matted hair, towards his neck, before shoving your arm in, blindly grabbing, you come across a clumped knot of hair, wrapped tightly around your phone, and with just a bit more tugging, you pull the device free.
Leomon snarls, his body shrinking size, down to Leomon, then Elecmon, before shrinking even further, down to Tsunomon’s size once more, as the others cool off, the lights dimming.
“Tsunomon?” You whimper, checking your phone for his readout.
He’s not in good shape. His eyes won’t open, his breathing is shallow, his fuzzy fur keeps flickering, and he’s shivering, bad.
>Get the fire lit, he needs to warm up!
>Get him something to eat, quick!
>Take him to Witchmon!
Should we be self-loathing for a while? My anime lore tells me that being self-loathing after a perceived failure nearly kills a close friend will inevitably result in being snapped out of it by plot at the moment it's needed most and result in a massive power spike in the process.
You need to do something! Tucking him under your arm, you rush back to the coals of the fire, desperately flicking a flame into your thumb, you set the fire roaring again, sitting Tsunomon as close as possible.
Casey’s already handing you some berries to feed him, which you gently force into his mouth, working his jaw. His eyes flicker open, just as Witchmon arrives, having flown down the hill, Eva in tow behind her.
“What in tarnation have you all been doing down here?” The witch asks, “I was putting the little ‘uns to bed, and suddenly I hear the most frightful-” She catches her breath, seeing Tsunomon, she quickly brushes you aside, kneeling down beside him, she starts chanting under her breath.
A soft yellow light flows from her palm after a few moments and she straightens up again. “This is all I could do for him.” She sighs, gesturing down at him. According to your phone, he’s up to 3 HP now. “He was this close to being lost too.” She holds a thumb and forefinger an inch apart, before letting out a slow breath. “He’ll need rest to get back to proper form. And lot’s of it.” She snaps her fingers in your direction, “And don’t go doing whatever that was again, you hear?”
You nod, “Yes ma’am.”
You kneel down beside him, brushing his head softly, as he helps himself to a few more berries, looking beat.
“Dash?” He croaks out. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me, I- I couldn’t stop myself.”
“Hey, it’s not your fault buddy.” You reassure him. “Get some rest, okay? Conserve your strength.”
He nods, finishing his mouthful, before shutting his eyes again, letting out a noise of pure exhaustion. You drape a shirt over him, for a blanket, before glancing at the rest of the group, sans Jeff.
>Thanks for the save Eva
>Smart thinking with the lights Casey.
>Thanks for not attacking him.
>I could use some rest after that
“Thanks for not attacking him.” I murmur to the other digimon.
They shrug, “He’s our friend, of course we were going to do our best to avoid fighting.” Gotsumon shrugs, Hagurumon being curiously quiet.
Turning back to the girls, I nod at them as well. “And thanks, both of you. I’d be dead without you two. Casey, those lights were smart, and he’d have squished me flat if Eva hadn’t saved me.
Casey smiles under the praise, before Eva sighs, turning to face her. “Whatever.” She extends a hand to Casey, “Truce? I just want to drop it.”
You watch, utterly confused as Casy shrugs, shaking Eva’s hand through her sleeve, before the girls step away from each other…. what?
Still, not the time to pry. You scoop Tsunomon up into your lap and scoot back a little, resting against a tree, you pat him gently a few times, keeping him wrapped warm and tight.
You don’t know when you fell asleep, but Jeff is shaking you awake come morning. “Yo, the others are getting ready to leave.” He jerks a thumb at the car, and you glance down, Tsunomon gone, the shirt left behind.
Jeff points towards the well, “Getting a drink, he’s fine… Sorry about not helping out. The shower was so loud I didn’t even know what was happening until you were out of it.”
You dust yourself off, just in time for the fuzzball to come bouncing back around a tree, jumping up into your grip. “Morning!” He chirps cheerily.
>I’m sorry, I almost killed you
>I knew you’d shake it off, you’re a tough little fuzzball.
>Okay, we’re not trying that again until you’re ready
You hug him close to your chest, “I’m sorry, I almost killed you.” You whisper down to him.
He muffles something into your chest for a few moments, before you pull him free. “Dash, I’m fine now. Water under the bridge?”
You feel like you’re talking around a lump in your throat, “Just like that? You’re not mad, or anything like that?”
He laugh a little, “I’m not your slave Dash, I did it because I thought it was a good idea too. We were both idiots for a minute there, but… he shrugs- or the closest he can manage without shoulders, “I’m fine now, some more food and sleep, and I’ll be right as rain, alright?” He tries to jab his horn in your face, “So cheer up, alright?”
You give him a half hearted smile, “Okay, I’ll try.” You assure him, clearing your throat, the lump slowly starts to fade.
“Hey, assholes!” Eva’s voice cuts through the air, “We could use some help packing!”
Jeff scurries off to help, as you’re stopped by Casey, who presents a car seat for Tsunomon, “It might be a little embarrassing, but I thought it’d be better than rolling all over the place.”
Tsunomon shakes his head, “It’s fine, thank you. It was very thoughtful of you.”
Casey nods, leaning down and giving him a little scratch. “Glad you’re okay too.” She murmurs.
Once again, Eva cuts in, “I said assHOLES; plural! Come help us out!”
You take the seat from her and sit your partner in it, lifting him to sit in the flat bed, you strap it onto a heavy box of food, before helping to pack some of the spare food Witchmon is lending you all for the road, along with spare clothes and some pleasantries. Ms Kelli ties up a few bundles of clothes to even fashion cushions for the digimon sitting in the flat bed.
Which reminds you… you pat down your pockets. You still have the first fruit Witchmon gave you yesterday. No idea how long it will stay ripe though.
>Toss it, you don’t need it.
>Hang onto it.
>Hey (Write in), hungry?
You shrug, “Never know when it could come in handy.” You figure, before shoving it in an airtight container.
A few minutes later, everything’s stacked in, and Witchmon flies down, a horde of baby digimon in tow. “Y’all be careful now.” She instructs, “And always feel free to call, you increase your mana enough, I might be able to teach ya a trick or two.” She hugs Ms Kelli tight for a few moments, then the girls, before kissing you and Jeff on the cheek, Jeff blushing red under the contact. “No go on, get!” She laughs, waving you into the jeep.
Once more you climb into the driver's seat. The engine kick over, and you peel the car out, the shield lowering momentarily to allow you to drive through, before raising again and you floor it, heading northwards.
Eva’s taken the shotgun seat, again, the others pressing against each other in the back, while she lazily lists off directions towards Tube City. The rolling grasslands quickly give way to desert, the wastes continuing on for miles, before you take a left at a sudden river,flowing out of thin air, it rolls northwards towards a green forest line.
The others are napping in the back seat, wanting to save their energy, leaving you and Eva as the only ones awake.
>So, what was the truce about?
>So does you saving me prove your crush on me yet?
>I appreciate you toning the bitching down a little
On another note, have we ever tried the jeep's radio?
Also, in our estimation who could win in a fight between Casey and Eva? With and without partners.
And in swimsuits...
I'm just saying it would be good to know the relative power levels of our team. Just in case we ever enter a Cherrymon-like scenario we'll know who to protect.
Eva would easily win a fight due to her physical strength and probable training in martial arts.
Guardromon is resilient but Devimon has the strongest ranged attack, so it'll depend if Devimon can dish out more than Guardromon can take, or if Guardromon can close in the gap. That said, Devimon is a flying type so.
And yes we tried the jeep radio, only numbers or white noise.
No such thing, each one is suited to one task desu.
Eva is actually /fit/ so she'd win any physical contest. I think Devimon is stronger than Gaurdromon too but not sure.
Casey more handy to have around though what with her technical know how and general smarts.
Dash should give them both the D. At the same time. One lying on top of another.
You need something to alleviate hours of silent desert driving, “So, what was this truce you’ve got going on about?”
She grunts dismissively, fishing a nail file out of the glove box. “About who gets to use the exfoliating cream at night.” She drones out dryly, starting work on her chipped nails. “None of your damn business is what it’s about.”
“Aw, c’mon Eva, don’t you wanna share with your buddy Dash?” You ask her with a sly grin.
She raises her eyebrows, pausing in her work. “Fine, I’ll tell you, IF you tell me what that weird fruit I saw you sneak into our stuff is.”
>Just some spare food, for the road
>Digimon aphrodisiac, never know when it’ll come in handy.
>Alright, keep your secrets then.
>It increases stamina and vigour, it's like a pick me up.
>only numbers or white noise
I still say we should still keep it on at all times at a low volume. No telling when something might start making sense or we get in range of a broadcast.
If it starts driving people crazy we should turn it off though. No telling if the numbers and white noise are a secret plot by an Etemon or something to mind control people or not.
>No such thing as power levels
I guess I'm still in an Adventures mindset.
>Digimon aphrodisiac, never know when it’ll come in handy.
Who knows if she'll even believe us. Might as well mention it was a gift from Witchmon before we get accused of whatever she's going to accuse us of.
You shrug, “Digimon aphrodisiac, never know when it could come in handy.”
She wrinkles her nose, “Ugh, saving it for your spider wife, are you?”
You shrug, “I didn’t say that. Hell, it could well save our lives, chemical warfare is A-OK in my book. Her eyebrows rise and fall again as she starts to file her nails again. “Wow Dash, that’s a really smart idea, good thinking.” You fill in for her, “And now this is the part where you keep your end of the bargain.”
She sighs, flicking her eyes upwards. “Casey asked if I could stop sleeping with my head in your lap. She says ‘Jeff asked her to ask me’.” She scoffs, “I told her I’ll sleep wherever I damn well please. She tried to play it off casually, but getting me to agree to it at the same time.” She moves onto another finger. “But, after Leomon, last night… the whole fight seemed kinda petty.”
You glance at the backseat, Casey’s mouth hanging half open, head resting against the window. “Huh.”
Eva shrugs, “It’s not like there’d even be space for that now anyway.” She sighs, “Now that Miss Kelli’s around, there’s not enough space to stretch out.” She stops her filing, rubbing at her shoulders with a grimace. “My back’s already sore after last night, it’ll be killing me within a few days.”
>Boohoo, sit up straighter if you want your back to feel better
>Do you think Jeff actually said that, or was it Casey’s idea?
Well yeah, everyday could be your last day, no reason to waste time and worries with pointless things when you could just be enjoying your life. True on Earth, here even more so.
>Sleeping shifts in the flat bed
>Not always sleeping in the drivers seat
I want to seventies road movie hero this. We could be the last great Digimon hero. Pic very much related.
We're just busting her chops a little, relax. It's not like we're asking her to tone down the bitch or anything that extreme.
She didn't whine anon, I think you couldn't recognize someone whining if /r9k/ was sitting in front of you having a bitchfit.
Saying "my back hurts" isn't whining.
Simple Definition of whine
: to complain in an annoying way
>but I hate this waifu so all she does is whining in my view!
>off your rocker
>you are saying he is wrong because you don't like it
No I'm saying he is reaching to say that she is "complaining in annoying way" unless he's so easily annoyed that he might as well quit this imageboard lest he get a heart attack.
Can we have any bonding moments with Jeff like we do with Eva and Casey? It's like he's just there with no redeeming qualities. In Digimon, they would make an effort to flesh out the other guys a little, so why can't we do the same?
No because everyone just cares about the waifus and sabotaging each other's waifus, then claiming that the other waifu has no support from the playerbase.
Is it? I mean there are like 40 posters.
>All this pointless infighting
I need to start posting in more late night threads. Its highly entertaining.
You have a point. Maybe we can have him ride shotgun with us and chat a little, man to man?
I'm seconding having man time with Jeff. He could be the GTO to our Driver...
...You guys have seen Two Lane Blacktop, right?
/tg/ finds ways to get a sexless character to have waifus even. No end for this madness in sight.
I like him too, but I feel like they didn't pass on to the audience how much of a threat he is.He'll be "powered up" for the second movie, at least I hope so.
.>Arcades in the Digital World
I wonder if Arcade Machines are like sub-universes, like in that Vademon episode. Except they're filled with Digimon gladiators.
I'm sort of getting a Tron/wreck it Ralph vibe.
Regardless, next Ms Pacman machine we see should be used as an opportunity to smoke Jeff.
You pull your hand from the wheel, squeezing her shoulder a moment, before pushing them back, making her sit up straighter and shooting her a grin. “Boohoohoo. Sit up straighter if you want your back to feel better.”
She scowls, slumping down as soon as you let her go, kicking her feet up on the dashboard. “Yeah? Well… fuck you.” She finishes lamely.
You snicker a little at that, trying to ignore the call to nature that’s been creeping up on you, before mercifully, “Pull the car over, I need to pee.” Eva orders. Sighing gratefully under you breath, you pull to a slow halt, easing on the brakes very slowly so as not to wake the others.
She quickly hurries off, hiding herself behind a cactus near the riverside, you hurry off to find a cactus of your own choosing, sighing with relief as you splash the sand. Should’ve gone before you left, but man does this feel good.
You lose yourself in the moment, feeling the true joy of a man who’s been holding it for five hours, when a louder splash breaks your mellow, something wet splashing your ankles… ew?
You zip back up, glancing around, only for something rubbery to wrap around your ankle, yanking you back and upwards, leaving you dangle from the limb of a giant white squid monster. Looks like a step down from MarineDevimon, if you’d had to guess, it’s fangs bared as it hisses at you. “You’re not a girl, are you?” It demands.
“Well, if you’d yanked me up a few moments earlier, you’d have a very clear answer.” You retort, before a short yelp signals Eva getting yanked up, the tentacle wrapping around her face, her head going red as blood builds up inside of it, kicking desperately for air.
>Fire hands, time to punch a fucker.
>Yell for the others attention.
>Eva, digivolve first, struggle later!
>Fire hands, time to punch a fucker.
>Yell for the others attention.
Make a heat pun to certainly catch Tsunomon's attention. That or
>"I have seen enough chinese cartoons to know where this is going"
Unrelated but cool version of Butter-Fly
>Feet on the dashboard
We need to get on to her about that. The jeep is our ride. We respect our ride.
And five will get you ten it'll actually turn out to be a digimon later down the line.
Is there no way to do all of these?
Our first priority should be to get a warning out though. Odds are Gizoman (I think) is not alone.
pow In-fuckin-deed buddy
Holy fucking shit. Is Dash's last name Saitama?
His gummy body is no match for our hammers of justice.
You glance over at Eva, “Digivolve first, struggle later!”
She makes some sort of choking noise, glaring at you hatefully, one hand trying to pry fingers between her face and the tentacle, while she blindly fishes at her pocket.
The squid monster laughs, “Oh no you don’t!” He starts to whip you towards her, preparing to slam you into her stomach, but you focus as hard as you, flames bursting around your fists as you curl yourself up and strike home, fists slamming into his rubbery flesh with a sizzle.
His grip pops free, letting you plummet downwards, splashing into the river, your hands extinguish in a burst of steam, as you swim back for the surface.
You can see Devimon soaring forwards, the others in the car startling awake with her digivolution.
You make for the river bank, glancing back at the beast over your shoulder, as you hurl yourself up on the bank, the flames sizzling along it’s limb with a satisfying roar, the squid shrieking in pain, before it dunks it’s arm under the water, glaring angrily.
When it resurfaces, it’s arm hangs limply at it’s side, as it’s limb coils around Eva multiple times, squeezing her tighter, as the girls’ face starts to go from red to blue.
“Alright you little bastard, time to pull out my real tricks.” It snarls, a shining red X glowing in front of it’s face. “GESOMON, X DIGIVOLVE!” He snarls, his body shifting ever so slightly, his useless limb apparently repairing itself, as it’s face grows more human like. “Alright, let’s see how you like this!” He laughs, as he lifts Eva over his mouth and drops her.
Devimon screams, doubling her efforts and going into a nosedive, but Eva slips through his teeth, Gesomon shutting his mouth and swallowing her whole, before laughing hysterically.
“Tastes like chicken!”
>End of Digimang Quest 8
>real life biology
Uh huh, I know you want to stretch it because of the waifu wars, but that'd be one stupid result considering the 20,15,15. It'd be basically saying "no matter what you do she dies, scripted death, suck it niggas"
Anon, if he actually ate like a real squid then he would have carved up Eva with his non existent beak before shoving the pieces down his esophagus.
She's still in danger. Any sort of digestive system has stuff that breaks down food, so we need to get her out of there fast.
But I doubt she's dead. Although it would be rather amusing seeing what happens when a human character dies in this setting. Would a dead human just go to the primary village sense they're "data" in the digital world?
This is true. Any sort of digestive system isn't' going to be designed to -not- murder whats inside it.
But anon, you have to remember that Digimon is first and foremost
A children's cartoon. It's not as if its setting was thought out by Frank Herbert or Asimov.
I remember AD&D had swallowed characters take like, 1-10 acid and crushing damage depending on the monster per turn.
Even when we cut her out she's going to need medical attention stat. A couple of bones are likely to be broken at least. How are we for medical supplies?
Do we have toilet paper?
So by AD&D logic Eva is a slushy in two to three turns if we don't get her out.
We have drama and suspense but Eva isn't dead...unless Chuckles wants to put the darkness a few notches past Tamers.
Shouldn't it be the second? The kids being in mortal danger usually supercharged Digimon partners in the shows.
>...unless Chuckles wants to put the darkness a few notches past Tamers.
What are the odds we could get pic related as a surprise?
I suppose it would be the second one, but I always thought distressed could also trigger digivolving. I imagine how Jeff will feel when Dash tells him that his sister was eaten. I imagine that could trigger him digivolving Gotsumon.
I wonder if digivoloution will be like the games and have it so that there isn't just one "path".
Maybe trainer attitude influences digivoloution? Devimon could go several ways depending on how Eva is feeling.
Also, I don't think that's the right level. But I would totally love it if that's what we get. Even more than my own choice.