Light Descending [Invite Only]

[Jupitermon]

sweet religion Help me, satan! help me, satan! i've been here so long for the love of god +Zachary Scryer , +Adam Jackson , +Yana Sekigawa , +Sebastian Devaroux , +Haruhi Ryuukami , +Rukia Date + condition: perfect! + passive Angels Grace: Immune to any status effects, and has natural regeneration. Takes double damage from dark elemental attacks. + passive Worshippers Blessing: Passes on any buffs to any allies in the thread. + attack n/a

1200, White Gold City. Throne Room. A single digimon sat in the throne, the light glinting off of his golden armor. The room was bathed in soothing radiance, a harmonious chorus seeming to echo from the very stones that made up the room. Quiet, like a leaves rustling, so quiet you could barely hear it, but anybody would feel at peace in the room. Jupitermon surveyed the digimon gathered before him. Three were on their knees, shaking in terror. They had just delivered some news to Jupitermon, some news that would make their esteemed leader extremely unhappy. And he was. But he was in control. He was always in control. And his brother seemed to have forgotten this. "You may all leave now." His voice was soft, a calm melody that floated into your senses, commanding you to look, to acknowledge. A beautiful voice, but those that knew him would understand that this was not a serene beauty. This was dangerous, violent. The instant of calm before a great storm is unleashed. And they knew that this storm would be great indeed. The three Angels left in a hurry, not wanting to be caught. It was time to call upon any allies he could get. And so, his own machinations were put to work, with multiple signals being sent out. Zachary Scryer , Adam Jackson , Yana Sekigawa , Sebastian Devaroux , Haruhi Ryuukami, Reikiko Tsukino, and Rukia Date, among others. As the signal was sent, each of these people would experience a horrible burning sensation. The Mark that they had been inflicted with would glow bright red, as if a burning coal had been forced into their skin. Ghosts would appear around them, digimon they had previously killed, digimon they had failed to save, and incoherent shadows that refused to take form. They would surrounded the inflicted, and no matter how many would be destroyed, more would always take their place. A golden circle would appear in front of them, their salvation. If they were to step on it, they would be transported to the throne room, and would find themselves in front of Jupitermon himself. The pain would fade until it was a dull throb, and the shadows would not be able to follow them. "Do not be scared, for no harm shall come to you in this palace of mine. I am Jupitermon, ruler of the Digital World, and I come to offer you my aid."

© seadra of gs

[Reikiko Tsukino]

Tsukino Reikiko The brightest often shelter the darkest shadows... TAG: WORDS Health 100% BlackAgumon NS Virus Reptile Pepper Breath 3 Turns : 2 Cool Down Dark Spitfire 1 turn : No Cool Down Mach Jab Combo 1 turn: No Cool down Move 4 Move 5 Move 6 Move 7 Passive No Fear - Black Agumon aren't know for their cowardice, as a result any intimidation effects will not work on them, but they aren't allowed to retreat unless their tamer is in danger. [Fear immunity up to Ulti enemy] Battle Synopsis ▪ ▪ ▪ 75% Experience until Ultimate 252/300 Posts

How long... how long had it been since she last had been forced to endure the mark's influence over her? Although it seemed to had entered a state akin to a hibernation, little did Reikiko knew it was the calm before the storm. The girl had been walking amidst the Nanosphere forest's deeper reaches when suddenly she felt a sharp sting on the back of her right hand, the mark burning a bright purple glow. "Ugg... not again!" The girl groaned in annoyance as the pain seemed to intensify, and while Kuro rushed to her side, seemingly worried about the situation his tamer had been in the raptor's approach was halted by Reikiko's colder than usual voice. "Eyes up front Kuro, we got c-company..." Panting lightly the girl watched as several black pools started to open on the grass a small distance away from her, the dark portals looking as if they were calling forth creatures straight from a abyss. The shadowy little phantoms, a collection of various fresh digimon that had been prey to Kuro in the past started to rise from the ground like ghouls, slowly staggering toward her location. "Stay away from my Aneki!" Kuro's defiant shout was accompanied by a collection of fiery projectiles, each one sending the phantoms to explode in a small burst of shadowy energy that rapidly dispatched, just to reveal that several larger portals were opening, the dreadful undead knights known as Skullknightmon appearing before the duo. "Kuro... ANKOKU SHIKA!" The raptor's body became surrounded in an obsidian glow of malevolent energy, the twisted evolution making him appear as a large black greymon that roared viciously toward the encroaching knights. "DARK MEGAFLAME!" The declaration of his fiercest attack was accompanied with a large fireball that upon hitting one of the approaching knights detonated into a sea of black flames, consuming the other knights into the fiery inferno. Still, it was clearly not enough... more knights and little phantoms were starting to rise from their ethereal grave, making the girl grit her teeth. "Kuro, it's not enough, we need more power... DARK ARMOR ENERGIZE!" The Black Greymon felt the surge of energy coming from his tamer, the dark digimental making his body swell into size as his form corrupted into that of the Antlyamon, the armored ultimate lashing into the sea of knights one by one, but it was at that time a darker shadow emerged at the far end of the area. The large ominous Skullgreymon that had haunted her dreams slowly climbed onto its feet, and from within its boned carcass she could have sworn countless red eyes were gazing at her, making the girl stagger lightly in fear. "BEGONE!" Kuro's declaration as he leaped into the air would have normally invigorated her, but when the Skullgreymon suddenly launched a missile at her partner the explosion knocked the poor Antlyamon through the air, landing onto the ground with a loud thud as the girl watched her partner degenerate into his Rookie form. While in the distance a golden portal emerged, Rei's concern for her partner seemed to be taking a priority, not to mention while she watched the little raptor struggle to get onto his feet, battered and bruised from the damage he had taken the girl noticed they were steadily being overwhelmed, and even the portal itself started to become blocked by smaller phantoms. "Go without me Aneki... I... I can't go on..." The words of the blackagumon made Reikiko shake her head violently, rushing to step before her partner as the skullgreymon steadily marched closer and closer by the moment, his march accompanied by the small swarm of phantoms that started to latch onto her body like a swarm of pesky leeches. Although she tried to pull them off her, she felt the sharp pain in her hand intensify, a burning sensation that grown worse by the moment. Was she going to die here? In such a ridiculous way? She flailed as several phantoms were thrown aside, and while a Skullknightmon's gauntlet-wielding arm grasped a hold of her throat, making her feel as if the air was being squeezed out of her body, the flailing started to grow weaker, the darkness consuming her little by little as the phantom started to possess her... If only I had the strength to protect the things important to me... a single regret lingered in her thoughts as the darkness devoured her mind, and yet at the very last moment she heard a peculiar sound... A voice that shouted from afar. "Do not touch her, she is mine! HER DESPAIR IS MINE!" The demanding voice made her open her eyes in disbelief as she felt the burning pain in her hand disappear, instead causing her to look downwards as the crest of hope, a simple pendant she found herself woken up with in the digital world, but the pendant seemed to be glowing with an eerie purple light as the symbol on it seemed to twist and bend into something different. The Skullknightmon seemed to be looking at her in bewilderment, but at that point she couldn't care, instead spotting the Chulumon who was in the process of trying to devour her partner. "YAMERO!" The high-pitched scream was accompanied by a dreadfully chilly feeling that coursed through her entire body as the mark on her hand pulsed violently, and then 'it' happened. Like a shockwave an invisible burst of energy came from the mark, making the phantoms screech as they dissolved into thin air, and after that exhaustion started to take its toll upon her, collapsing onto her knees beside her partner who looked at her with a smug grin. "Think you beat my kill count with that blast of yours Aneki... But what was that thing just now?" The tired voice of Kuro made her look down at the glowing mark on her hand, and all she could say as she saw the golden circle disappear was the following: "Power Kuro... a fragment of what we could consider: True power." And with those words the girl finally allowed her body to collapse beside the Blackagumon, a feeling of euphoria overwhelming her as she started to laugh maniacally. She had finally been victorious against the mark's influence... And now it would be just a matter of time before she'd show the world the true power the darkness held... ---- Like discussed one post intro-exit/Rei declined Jupitermon's invitation and instead seemingly became negatively crested, and something started to happen to her...

MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW

[Adam Jackson]

Pain, that's all Adam could feel no matter how he tried to feel something else. The trio had just been walking along minding their own business when suddenly the mark on Adam's arm began to burn with a white hot intesity causing him to fall to his knees in agony unable to stop himself from screaming. That wasn't the trio's only problem however as dark sprits began to form in front of them. They were all digimon that  they had either failed to save, killed themselves or just dark spirits. To protect their tamer both Remy and Renae stood in front of Adam but thanks to the unbearable pain that Adam was in he couldn't focused to help his twins digivolve. As they quickly started to get surrounded by the spirits Remy groaned.

"This isn't good! Without Adam we can't digivolve!"

Remy and Renae looked back at their tamer who was screaming in both pure agony and fear at the spirits surrounding them. When all hope seemed lost however the golden portal opened up and with only a glance between them, the two digimon picked up their tamer and jumped through it. Within a blink of an eye the trio were teleported into what looked like a throne room. When they opened their eyes all three of them dropped their jaws in utter shock. They were standing in front of Jupitermon one of the Olympus 12! Once they got over the shock Renae looked over at Adam with a motherly worried look.

"Are you alright sweetie?"

Adam nodded and rolled up his coat sleeve to look at the mark on his arm which had stopped hurting for the most part. He then looked up at Jupitermon looking a bit nervous but thankful.

"Thank you for the save Jupitermon sir. I don't mean to seem ungreatful because I'm totally not but how come you saved us? You're one of the Olympus 11 and are a god digimon, why would you save us small fries?"

Remy then looked at Adam with a scoff.

"Who are you calling small fry?"

Renae then just bowed to the god like digimon she stood in front of.

"Thank you truly sir. How can we repay you?"


Jupitermon

[Blight]

OOC: I have admin blessings to join this thread, for I too am Marked

Stifling heat. It was overwhelming. The chamber appeared to close around him, choking his body in a fiery stranglehold. A massive beast towered above him with a body in its mouth. A steady stream of blood trickled from the lifeless corpse. Blight could feel it drip steadily on to his neck. This ghost was the worst he'd faced. He could barely bring himself to look at it. It wasn't because he was staring death in the face, either. He'd escaped the impossible before. This time, it was personal. He wasn't looking at someone or something else - he was looking into a mirror. The beast, clad in obsidian armour, laughed at Blight's defiance. The victim of his evil bounced lifelessly in his jaws. Could he face this horror any longer? The reality of his greatest crime, having killed his human partner?...

The Hazardmon had lost all sense of hope. Accepting his fate was the only thing he could do. He had to face his past like a man and give life the middle finger one last time. So he did. He stood steadfast in the face of death, bidding it to take him into its sweet embrace. "Fuck it all" he whispered. A light gave way to him, pushing away the darkness, taking him to his grave.

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Blight opened his eyes. What the hell? He was still standing. 'Damn, I failed to die again.' Giving his head a shake, he took a look around. A throne room? Was that what this was? He shook his head a second time for good measure. Yes, that appeared to be the case. It was a throne room. A beautiful, spotless room. Like a church. Hardly a place for a sinner like him. He could hear the songs of happy Digimon faintly in the distance as if they were still being drowned out by his thoughts. Could this be?...

Standing before him was an angelic Digimon. A beautiful, glamorous warrior clad in gold. The Ozymandias of the Digital World. "Jupitermon" he murmured, diverting eye contact. To his surprise, he wasn't the only one. Two humans? Wait, one had disappeared. A boy. Adam! Yes, he'd met that fellow before. Another Marked One. With twin Digimon. Blight remembered now. He couldn't help but feel uneasy, however. Had he really just accepted Jupitermon's help? One moment he was facing death, the next...he found himself in this holy place. Something was wrong. Blight was careful not to turn his back, but he had to be sure. Rolling up his sleeve, he saw the Mark. It was still there. Another stranger feeling began to wash over him. He felt sick, as if he hadn't yet been cured.

'The crest.' Blight began to surreptitiously rifle through his pocket. His old digivice was still there. So was his partner's last letter. His tag and crest...wait...when did he have either of those? Formerly, he had retained his Crest of Courage, despite the fact that it had fallen into disuse. Forcing himself to look, he saw that a new symbol had found its way on to his tag. He didn't recognize this one at all. And he knew why. 'Fuck, it's already happened.' He had a Negative Crest. No redemption could be found here, especially not from a guy who would do anything to destroy any trace of the Seven.

'Nothing left to lose.'

"Save me. Please."

[Rukia Date]

Mikemon Delusional: Yes Confidence: 100%

Why wouldn't this thing work?

She was outside of Triton City, pressing the buttons on her digivice so it could lead her towards another totem.

It had been fairly awhile since the attack here by that Skull Greymon, and as far as she knew, the city was still recovering from the damages that were caused.

That hadn't been a memory that she really liked to look back on, mostly because she had gotten chewed out by her superiors for letting the damages take place.

Didn't help that still acting in her role as Mikemon the cat thief, she argued and went on that it wasn't her fault, pointing fingers at the other Digimon.

But it wasn't an excuse for the people that got hurt, and nowadays, she often got a reminder of the mark she gained from fighting the giant skeletal Digimon.

No idea what it did, and if it had been explained to her, she was likely not paying attention if she was in one of her Digimon forms. Which just couldn't be helped.

Though she had tried to make up for her failure, by trying to find and hunt down another totem.

She didn't really have much luck however.

Sighing, she gave up trying to make this thing show her some kind of arrow, and decided to paw at the air instead. Disappointing. It was so disappointing.

"Rowr!"

She suddenly felt a burn on the place where she had received the mark, which glowed a bright red.

Then, like one of her drama shows, a bunch of Digimon had materialized out of nowhere.

They had to just be apparitions, right?

Whatever. She wasn't going to risk her human body getting damaged from these things.

Though the pain in her arm was making it a bit difficult to transform in a flashy way. But only a bit.

Pressing the side of her digivice, she scanned over the fractal code that appeared around her left hand.

A flash of light surrounded everything, as the spirit Digimon gathered together to attack her.

Slipping through the crowd of apparitions, she noticed a circle of light that hadn't been there before.

Man, if she actually had a persona that liked pain, then she would have definitely stuck around.

But this cat was getting out of here. She dove through, and entered the light to find on the other side was Jupitermon. And the rest of the other marked ones.

Seriously though. How are these people finding out about these legends?

OOC NOTES: Pace pace pace

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.

[Sebastian Devaroux]

i'llprotectyou always TAG Yana Sekigawa Alex Norfleet Hamelin Herriot OUTFIT Current WORDS 500 NOTES

When one light falters, another is reborn!

Sitting in a diner, Sebastian Devaroux and penguinmon were doing what they did best, eating. They were devouring a large plate of food, crumbs were flowing everywere as the duo sunk in to the mountain of food they had ordered. Starving after what they had just completed, the duo would have gotten seperated from their group and had journeyed on their own for two days, the digivice had been faltering and he had been unable to send messages but he was totally hoping they would bump in to each other again. "We should head back to the hotel, maybe Yana or Alex are there" Penguinmon would say in between swallows. "HMmmfffhmmff" which translated to "Good idea" though the mouth full of food would hinder his words. Swigging the water to help the dry bread go down he would grasp the chocolate strawberrys as if his life depended upon it.

The duo would eat the strawberrys, yet the sound of his digivice would sound up, while at the same time, that familiar searing pain within his right arm would flare up. "AAAAH NOOOO" he shouted as he grasped his arm. Penguinmon knew what this meant, she moved to be with her tamer, whom grasped his digivice as the formation of the phantoms began, Skullknightmons, Raremon and Palmon were present, other phantoms dark masses, shadows, they moved around him, the vast amount of them was overwhelming. Yet the digital light formed and the Champion known as Kokatorimon took penguinmons place. It was strange, something was stirring, they did not seem like the same phantoms whom had haunted them. Instead the eyes glowed red, they did not speak like before, they did not phase in and out with a dark aura. No...instead they attacked.

The champion digimon stood strong though, she moved with grace, with power, her eyes flashing beautifully, and as it did , the palmon froze in her tracks, her body becoming stone. Fire blew forth and the other shadows were obliterated, so good right? Yet they reformed near instantaniously. Soon enough the chicken like digimon was overpowered, Sebastian fought through the monsters, pushing and striking the phantoms with all his might, yet he was only human, he could not halt the digimon from hurting his own, yet she continued to fight on, trying her best but each time she took a phantom down it reformed instantly.

He froze in his movement, a lance penetrated the right breast of his digimon, a second penetrating the left, Sebastian felt as though he himself had been the one penetrated by the attacks, yet Kokatorimons eyes locked on to his own. "RUN" she shouted as her body dispersed, yet its data pulled together, forming in to the digitama that gently floated within the air itself. The Raremon aimed to strike it, yet Sebastian moved, his mind unthinking, he grasped the egg and slid under the slimy stinking hand of the phantomized digimon and slid right in to a ring of light. Instantly his body dispersed....was this the end.


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He was somewere else, huddled over, holding the digi-egg that was his partner, tears gently streaming down his face, "I'm sorry" he would say, yet the words of Penguinmon called to him, telling him that she would be ok, they had had this conversation many times, yes it hurt, it hurt knowing he could not defend her when she needed it, the memory of her being injured, that would stay with her, yet bringing him from his mind would be the voice, looking up, Sebastian whom would be covered in wounds of his own, slashes from lances and claws, Raremon sludge upon him and lashes from Palmon. He certainly looked worse for ware, but looking around he saw others, and saw the creature in which the voice belonged to. A majestic looking digimon whom radiated power. But why had the light taken him here. What was going to happen now?. 

ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY

[Yana Sekigawa]

SekiGawa Yana Unyielding Love TAG: Zachary Scryer Haruhi Ryuukami WORDS: 566 Health 100% Gatomon Champion NSp, VB Vaccine, Free Holy Beast Heaven's Knuckle 1 Turn : No Cool Down Pounce 1 turn : No Cool Down Lightning Claws 1 turn : 0-1 Cool down C.E. Hypnotism 1-2 turn : 1 Cool Down Move 5 Move 6 Move 7 Passive Holy halo - The Holy ring around Gatomon's Tail protects him against Virus digimon and their attacks. [Virus Resistance] Battle Synopsis ▪ ▪ ▪ 56% Experience until Mega335/600 Posts

It was just one day like any other in the Digital world, at least thats what it started like. That was the first impression Yana got when she logged in, and that's what it should have been like... But at this point she no longer had any idea of where she had even logged in or what did she want to do in the first place. That blasted Curse managed to make her forget all about it. Out of the blue the mark on her nape started burning like ever before, it felt like every nerve in her body was set ablaze. As shadows began materializing by the hundreds, they knew they were in trouble So here she was, screaming in pain, nearly crippled by the red hot burning sensation behind her neck, so much she could barely even hear Ari anymore, "Nana-chan, Hang in there!! Focus on my voice!!", the Nefertimon did the best she could in carrying her tamer on her back, steering clear of shadows and phantoms here, shooting down some with a spray of Nile Jewelry. She soared in between them as carefully as Digimonly possible, knowing that Yana was barely in any shape to hold on if she tried flying in stunts. "H-hurts... T-too much!!", she cried helplessly... It had taken every ounce of focus for Yana to give her partner the power she needed - the Digimental of Light - and thus allowing Ari to save them both by taking off into the air. The idea was to run away from the oncoming phantoms, but it was next to impossible. Even when few of them could fly, they mysteriously still hovered after them, with more swarming around whenever they stopped. It was as if they had been sentenced to die here. But Ari would never allow that to happen. That holy ring... The warmth it radiated soothed even Yana's unbearable pain, even the overwhelming fear for her partner's safety on either girl's mind. They knew the moment they saw it, that holy ring would be the only salvation they would find in the wake of this relentless haunting from a myriad of phantoms, few of which were enemies they even fought, let alone kill and delete. But as they soared into the Holy Ring, it all faded away... They found themselves in a shimmering palace, flooded with holy light and a powerful reassurance; so much even Ari degenerated from Nefertimon to Gatomon again, no longer seeing a need to hold that form. At that point, Yana could think clearly once more as the pain faded away, and before them stood a Majestic Digimon, Jupitermon. Her Digivice promptly identified him as a Mega level, and the bewildered Ari was quick to bow her head. The leader of the Olympus had seen it fit to save her and her beloved Partner, "Thank you for saving my partner, Jupitermon-sama...", thanked the teary eyed Ari. Recognizing the presence before her as not only a ruler but a God in no small part thanks to Ari's words, "Thank you very much...!", Yana bowed as she would to the emperor himself.. Regardless, she had seen the other people there and recognized them all from the battle of Triton, and seeing the egg in Sebastian's hands she knew Salvation hadn't come quickly enough for him... These marks... These things branding their skin... They were to blame for all this!

MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW

[Haruhi Ryuukami]

Ryūkami Haruhi KNOWLEDGE!! TAG @name WORDS count here Health 100% Veemon NSp, VB, DR, ME Vaccine, Free Dragon V Headbutt 1 Turn : No Cool Down V Punch 1 turn : No Cool Down V Spark 1 turns: No Cool down Move 4 Move 5 Move 6 Move 7 Passive Gotta go fast!! - Faster. Faster. Faster! They can't hit you if they can't catch you, and if they can't hit you they can't beat you. +10% speed every other post where actively in combat up to a cap of 100% Battle Synopsis ▪ ▪ ▪ 60% Experience until Armor Ult 121/200 Posts

The dynamic duo of V and Haru were hunting down a rumor. Theyd recently acquired a digimental scanner, but one didn't just point it in a direction and follow the beeping. They needed a place to start looking. Armor digivolution was something Yana had been able to capitalize on, and not wanting to fall behind, Haru intended to find one too. Veedramon was tough as nails and hit like a truck but he was still only a champion. There were things out there that could easily gobble him up. They needed to get stronger. Much stronger. It was getting hard for the little blonde girl. Her mark made her ache. Shed become kinda irritable, impatient. Very unlike herself. Mood swings took her and she displayed a certain crispness Vee was becoming uncomfortable with. He suspected something was wrong, but she wouldn't share, and he didn't ask. She was the type that seemed to have her chickens in a row, liked dealing with things by herself. She'd come through right? Wrong. While the duo moved through the ruins of the some long lost fortress, Haru suddenly began to choke on the air she breathed. Doubling over, she clutched at her heart, the dark mark burning and searing down to her core. Vee watched the girl slowly sunk to her knees, screaming as her heart pounded violently against her chest in response to the mark, and before long, shadowy ghosts began to form around the duo. Guilemon, Goblinmon, and more digimon Haru wouldn't recognize, even if she could see through the blinding pain she was in. V knew them though. Digimon he'd dispatched in his previous life. But how?! Why?! The blue bipedal draconian digimon was a bundle of confusion and worry. Thankfully, a literal light of hope shown in the darkness. A circle of light. The digishadows began to close in, but V had always been fast. Haru needed help, and whoever or whatever sent that ring obviously wanted to see them. He lunged for his tamer, tackling her into the ring. The shadowy figures launched a collective attack, but they were far too late. The duo would arrrive in the temple of God... Well, one of them anyway. The white and gold that had become synonymous with the high heavens surrounded the duo. Haru was still screaming, writhing in pain on the ground. Slowly though, it began to fade. She ground her teeth together and began to slowly pant out breaths, her pain wasn't gone completely. Shed gone from feeling like someone was trying to carve out her heart with a hot sppon, to a mere stabbing sensation. It was however, a relief. She twitched a little, still recovering from tsudden indent of pain. "V-v-vee... W-Where are..." she would stammer out, only to be silenced by the imposing golden idol of Jupitermon. V looked at his tamer on the floor of his chambers and bit his lip. It was for the best right? Nobody gave away anything for free. Least of all the Olympians. Jupitermon wanted something. They always want something. Of course, were they in any position to refuse him right now?"I don't mean any offense your goldness, but uhhh... What exactly is going on? One minute me and Haru are looking for a digiegg, and the next she's on the ground, screaming! Not a second later, ghosts of our past, literal ghosts, show up. Gold circle appears, and now we're here... Could you uhhh, maybe explain what's goin' on?" the concerned Veemon would say, perhaps in not the most agreeable tone. Haru weakly curled up into a fetal position holding her arms around herself. She could think... Clearly for once. It had been a long time. Ever since she's gotten the mark she... Had been listening to it. Now it was quite. She didn't date glance around the palace. She might have felt alone, but she knew they had company.

MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW

[Zachary Scryer]

The duo of Zachary and Panthermon were in the city of New York-- back in the real world for the time being. They were traveling through the dark ally ways of the cities, the only real safe place for Panthermon to walk without being cloaked by his powers. No one was around as they made their way for the card shop-- the usual hang out Zachary went to get more digimon cards and to learn more about potential tamers...

... However, it was then Panthermon turned around, startled by something.

"Panthermon? Is something wrong?" Zachary asked, seeing how the cat jumped and looked behind him.

However, nothing was there. It was just the empty narrow space of the ally. "It's nothing... Forget it..." Panthermon said stubbornly and walked by Zachary.

They walked for a bit-- but soon the sounds of something did indeed make itself known. Like a ghostly howl. Zachary stopped as he heard it. He didn't see anything but he knew it was there. "What the... OW!" Zachary gasped and grabbed his left arm.

From under the fabric of his jacket, he could see the glow from the stigmata that was left from after fighting Skullgreymon-- along with the one on Panthermon's paw! It wasn't long till suddenly, shadows moved in the corner of the allyway. At first, Zachary thought they might be people-- however they had no real shape and their eyes glowed!

"IT was your fault...!" the voices wailed softly, drifing closer to them. Panthermon snarled and crouched low, prepared to attack but hesitated. "You couldn't save us... you must paaay!"

The phantoms were those who had died-- but Zachary stood resolute. He already felt the guilt from the events of that disaster, but he and Pathermon did their best!

However, Panthermon fell to the ground, his face twisted in pain! "GrAAA!" Panthermon snarled, his head hurting. In his mind, he saw flashes, mixed with static -- of a strange memory. A dorment memory, one he had long forgotten. Something , somehow, was triggering it. the phantoms, perhaps even the mark. Either way, Panthermon saw flames, a dark ominous shadow, screams of terror and unadulterated destruction before him.

As Panthermon's mind went into a chaotic fury, Zachary tried to snap him out of it. "Panthermon! Panthermon!! Snap out of it! We can't stay here!"

In a pure outburst, Panthermon stood up and shot a spiral flame violently at the incoming ghosts. One scattered into dust, but more began to show. It didn't matter what kind of attack was made, more would appear. Zachary gritted his teeth. He still felt bad what happened, but he knew he was not at fault and knew he couldn't let these ghosts rattle him-- no matter how badly he felt for them.

Just as he was about to think of a plan-- a sudden light appeared beside them in the wall. He had no clue it was a portal to the digital world-- but it was a way out. However, Panthermon was still in the haze of his rattled psyche and attack on the phantoms, launching spiraling flame streams at them.

"Panthermon!! Let's go! NOW!!" Zachary shouted as he grabbed Panthermon from around the tuff of his neck and leg. He pulled him for the portal, despite his struggling. The pain in his arm grew even sharper as he tried to pull his partner to the portal, the effect of the mark effecting him too.

The phantoms grew closer and closer from both sides now. With a final tug, as if to try and throw Panthermon, he dragged himself and his partner through the portal-- it closing behind them as they were blinded by the flash of golden light around them.

Time seemed to pass in silence for a bit as the light faded. The mark was gone, Zachary looked around and could see others around-- other tamers and their digimon. In fact, they were the SAME ones from the Skullgreymon attack.

"Y-Yana, is that you?" Zachary called out, waving to her.

Panthermon was also back to his calmer self, looking around, confused. It was as if the moment of the phantoms had become a blank to him.

It was then that they saw Jupitermon, announcing himself and welcoming them all here. It seemed he was the one to open the portal, and let them all through. While grateful, Zachary remained skeptical, as well as Panthermon. They heard rumors of him, and the fact he declared himself Ruler of the Digital World, was a bit of a stretch. There was no 'true' ruler in this world. And the rumors of his iron-fist rule over the city they were in now, was common knowledge to them.

"Thank you... though I can't help but feel you would of just brought us here out of the mere kindness of your heart," Zachary said, a bit guarded as he addressed Juptiermon. "Why have you brought us here. You saved us from the ghosts, but I can't help but wonder if you want something in return."

Zachary was sharp, and Panthermon didn't say anything-- as Zachary took the words right out of the cat's mouth. They knew of Jupitermon's reputation, and knew he was not the kind to just give out boons of kindness easily. It was however, a flaw of Zachary, to be overly cautious of people he just met. In this case, he might very well been right.

Yana Sekigawa
Jupitermon

[Jupitermon]

sweet religion Help me, satan! help me, satan! i've been here so long for the love of god +Zachary Scryer , +Adam Jackson , +Yana Sekigawa , +Sebastian Devaroux , +Haruhi Ryuukami , +Rukia Date , +Blight + condition: perfect! + passive Angels Grace: Immune to any status effects, and has natural regeneration. Takes double damage from dark elemental attacks. + passive Worshippers Blessing: Passes on any buffs to any allies in the thread. + attack n/a

One by one, all those he had summoned to him arrived. All but one, but no one could expect a 100% success rate. That would just be ridiculous. As they all proclaimed different things, some asking why, some asking how they could repay him, some just shocked beyond belief, and even some dubious, he stayed silent. He waited until all their babbling had died down, until the shock of what had happened had worn off. As they calmed down, as they stopped talking, he began. "You must all be very confused right now. And I shall alleviate that confusion. But first..." He pushed down on the arms of the throne, slowly standing up. As he stood, the light hit his armor, and seemed to wrap around him. He walked towards Sebastian, towering over the grieving man. His hand extended, sitting above him, and a glow appeared around them. "Death has no place in my realm. BE REBORN!" The last part came out as a thunderous boom, and the air itself seemed to vibrate, pulsing with energy as his words warped the code of the digital world. The egg started to crack and it would hatch back into a YukimiBotamon. "By my own grace, I protect you from any harm that may have come to you." His work done, he walked back to the throne, but instead of sitting down, he placed his hands behind his back, standing in front of the group. "You are all marked. A horrible curse, on that Plutomon has wrought upon you. It is a horrific thing, it will bring you pain both physical and mental, and will never cease. But. I can remove it from you." There was a steadfastness is the way he spoke, a quiet assurance in his tone that showed he wasn't lying. He could remove it, if he wanted to, there was no doubt about that. Jupitermon was one of the three who had the power to do so. But it all came down to whether or not he would want to. "You all have a part to play. Right now, Plutomon plots against me. He plans to throw the Digital World into chaos, for the sake of revenge. He believes that the Seven, those who once ravaged the world with fear and ruin, deserve to be free. Deserve to have their way with the world once again." As he spoke, the air around him seemed to crackle, small pieces of static dancing over the skin of everyone present. His anger at Plutomons foolishness was evident, and the passion in his voice spoke as much as his words did. "That is why I need you. Plutomon is making plans to attack me, and I shall need your help, along with any others, to assist me in defending. I have my Royal Court, and the help of many of the XII, but Plutomon has his own tricks." He clicked his fingers, and two Angewomon appeared, floating in, and holding a large copper jug between them. "This is one of my many rewards for you. This is an Urn of Bacchusmon wine, the only substance that can remove the mark. However, if you so wish it, I can purify the mark myself, removing the pain and shadows, and granting you power to defend against the forces of evil. I shall give you this whether or not you decide to assist me. However, if you do, I shall grant you each a single boon. Anything within my power." His eyes scanned over the gathered people, locking eyes with each of them as he did so. "What shall it be, my valiant warriors."

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[Adam Jackson]

The trio couldn't help but smile at what all was being said and all that was happening around them. More heroes soon joined them, one who's partner had been reduced to an egg. Before they could tell the man how sorry they were for him however the mighty Jupitermon used his strength to revive the digimon within. Once that was done the godly digimon dropped a large bomb on the entire group, that he could remove the dark mark that had been placed upon them. The godly digimon then did something the trio would have never expected. He asked for their help protecting him and his realm from Plutomon. The god digimon then had an angemon bring out some magical wine but also said that he could remove it himself if they wanted. He then stated he would grant them each one gift. Before Remy and Adam could speak however Renae stepped up.

"Thank you sire for your generosity. If it's not to much trouble I would like you to remove my tamer Adam's mark yourself as he is still rather young and is too young to have wine."

She then stepped back after a small bow. The trio then got into a huddled formation so that they could speak amongst themselves. Remy was grinning happily.

"A gift from a god! How cool!"

Renae just nodded but looked a bit concerned.

"Yes it is but we only get one shot at this so we need to make it count."

The whole time his digimon spoke Adam remained uncharistically quiet as he was deep in thought. They had one shot at asking a god for what ever they wanted and after a few moments he knew exactly what they needed but would wait for the proper time to ask. Adam just stood up straight and walked up toward the golden god standing before them.

"Jupitermon sir, it is a huge honor of having you ask this of us. We will gladly put our lives on the line in order to keep this world safe."

Renae and Remy then stepped forward to stand next to their tamer holding each others paw to show that they agreed with their tamers decision.


Jupitermon

[Sebastian Devaroux]

i'llprotectyou always TAG Yana Sekigawa Jupitermon   OUTFIT Current WORDS 587 NOTES

When one light falters, another is reborn!

Sebastian would hold on to the egg, he was unsure what was going on, but the creature in front of him, it was strange, somewhat holy yet...not.But this digimon, whom had named itself Jupitermon. This god digimon would move for them, Sebastian huddled backwards, ready to try to fight the god to protect the egg within his grip. Yet his words halted him, the warmth of the golden aura covered the man and his egg, and then...it started hatching as quickly as it had formed Yukimibotamon was once more within his hand. As if the world had shifted, the tears of sadness soon turned to tears of joy. "Why ya crying shebashtion, i told yoooo, we digimon come back...but i feel kinda fuunny" Yukimibotamon would say, Sebastian held him tightly. "Ah, cuz yoooh is squisshing me" the slumy creature uttered. "Sorry buddy" Sebastian whispered as he stood, whiping his tears away. He would then listen to Jupitermon. The god explained to them things about the mark, things about PLutomon and how seven were rising.

He looked hopeful at the sound of a cure for the mark, this thing haunted him, he had been looking for a cure ever since Yana found him in the sewers, scared and afraid. He was sick of it, he hated it, he hated how he was constantly running, constantly scared that they would get him....they already got Kokatorimon and if they continued to grow in power, they would absorb her. Sebastian would stand as the angels came, lifting the remains of his torn sleeve to reveal his mark, still burning with a faint red glow. The man with his two digimon would speak, as the angel type digimon descended Sebastian would step forward, nodding gently to them yet he turned them down shaking his head. He would not ask anything more of Jupitermon other than the purification of his mark, turning it in to something usable agains their foes was better than completely annihilating it, he had brought his best friend back, he had given him the best blessing anyone could ask for. The only thing was he wasn't sure how much whine he should take, he would not second guess the god digimon whom had helped him and his partner. "Purification" Sebastian agreed. What happened next, what was supposed to happen, well that would remain to be seen. "As long as my partner is willing, is wishing, I will do whatever you need me to, you gave me her back, that is all I need" Sebastian would say, winking at Yukimibotamon.

Expecting that to be the end of it Sebastian had intended to be silent, yet it was his digimon whom spoke up. "But itsh not all i need. Phantomshh, Raremon, Shhhkullgreymon and ShhhkullKnightmon.....Gigyashhh, i wasn't powerful enough to protect Sebastian, each time has been a close call, Giygas could have killed us, the phantoms almost did... Lord Jupitermon, i ask of you one thing, I don't care about being the strongest. I don't care about being the biggest, All i need. All i want from this life....Is to protect my best friend" The digimon would say, her speech seemingly improving through out her speech, her little body during the start of this speech had bounced form Sebastians arms and now sat directly in front of Jupitermons feet, the fresh digimon so tiny in comparrison, yet her determinitaion, her face, the seriousness of her declaration. She meant buisness. Her love for her trainer shown through and through as she glared at the God digimon.

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[Zachary Scryer]

Zachary was quick to distrust, but he soon saw the tragedy that a digimon had been destroyed-- only to soon see Jupitermon walk across the path and using holy light-- restore it back to its young form. It was a miraculous spectacle, that immediately got Zachary's attention. While still skeptical of the god-man digimon's intentions, he had revived Sebastian's digimon-- the person he met in the Volcano dungeon! He was relieved his acquaintance was alright, along with his digimon partner.

As Panthermon and Zachary listened to Jupitermon's grand speech, he explained where the mark came from. It was a stigmata supposedly from Plutomon, one of the Olympus 12. That meant he was the one to orchestrate the Skullgreymon attack. "Is that really true? Plutomon is the one responsible for all that destruction? Why would one of the 12 actually want them freed? They would challenge his rule if nothing else." Zachary raised up in question. "Is he that insane to want to release a force that could rival him?"

As Zachary pondered those questions, Panthermon listened in silence to Jupitermon and the answers he provided. However, there was one thing he offered. He offered to remove the marks that now branded them if they agreed to help, and if they did not only would the marks fade, but he would reward them as well. It was merely a request to defend his city from their impending attack. The panther digimon looked to Zachary, unsure if it was true as well.

Too many questions was running through both their heads. Finally, Panthermon stepped forward. "Tell me, why does the mark torment me with nightmares? The events of Triton City aside, I see visions of a past I have no clue about. Why am I plagued by this?" the cat asked.

Zachary looked to his partner, unsure what he meant. (Prelude to another plot later)

Regardless, it was the defense of his city. Not his personal security force-- but the protection of digimon who lived here against Plutomon's evil forces. Zachary took a deep breath and stepped forward. "I'm sorry for what I said, Jupitermon. While I have my doubts, we will not say no to defending your city from invaders. I think I speak for most of us that none of us want to see your people suffer under Plutomon's evil." He said, trying to show respect to him-- despite the awful laws and rumors heard implemented by the digimon king. "As for a reward... well I hope you will purify the mark on us. Especially if it will free Panthermon of his nightmares. Of course should you be so grateful, I request your support in the formation of my team's base of operation. If you would grant it." he said with a bow.

He honestly didn't expect to have aid , since he was denied it before (another foresight to an arc going on now). However, if Jupitermon was as magnanimous as he claimed to be, perhaps he would reconsider. Still, both Zachary and Panthermon would help, expecting the best, but preparing for the worst.

Either way, the chance to remove the marks from them was something they couldn't pass up. And if an attack was coming that would hurt innocent people, there was no way Zachary could back down and do nothing.

Yana Sekigawa
Jupitermon

[Yana Sekigawa]

SekiGawa Yana Unyielding Love TAG: Zachary Scryer Haruhi Ryuukami WORDS: 657 Health 100% Gatomon Champion NSp, VB Vaccine, Free Holy Beast Heaven's Knuckle 1 Turn : No Cool Down Pounce 1 turn : No Cool Down Lightning Claws 1 turn : 0-1 Cool down C.E. Hypnotism 1-2 turn : 1 Cool Down Move 5 Move 6 Move 7 Passive Holy halo - The Holy ring around Gatomon's Tail protects him against Virus digimon and their attacks. [Virus Resistance] Battle Synopsis ▪ ▪ ▪ 56% Experience until Mega335/600 Posts

Two more people appeared, Haru and Zach, accompanied by their partners. Of the two, only the later actually noticed her presence, to which Yana just nodded and answered with a shy, "Hello...". Like it or not, she couldn't take her eyes off Haru, whose state was a far greater concern. Yana had been warning the girl about her mark for a long time now but she kept dismissing it, and now she had finally recieved the proof she needed, in a certainly brutal way. Yana could do nothing but approach the girl and gently rest her hand on her shoulder, "Haru-chan...", she whispered with a caring, empathetic look, but didn't say anything else. Her presence would be more than enough... Ari's own greeting would have to wait for later, as she was thoroughly focused on what happened before them, and soon, so was Yana once Jupitermon rose from his throne. Yana winced at the thunderclap then looked on at her friend: Just like that... He ressurected Sebastian's partner from his egg as if he'd never died in the first place? If there was ever any doubt that they stood before a god, this would have clear. Yana wasn't naive enough to ever consider he'd do anything for them without expecting at least something in return, but she also didn't see it as making him a bad digimon. Quite the opposite, Jupitermon was quite open about his reasons for summoning them here, he wanted their help, and made it clear he was willing to reward them for their efforts. And more important that all, in his concern for his Kingdom, Jupitermon had saved them all. Yana owed this Digimon a debt she could never repay. If that weren't enough his words about Plutomon's plans for Revenge, the Seven's desire to unleash chaos, made her grit her teeth furiously. This could never be allowed...! They all deserved to die! Yana tried to shove aside her wrathful thoughts, but having herself and her friends personally targeted only made it worse. Jupitermon offered them a choice between cleansing their mark, or purifying it. Purify the mark... Turning it into something that could be used against the powers that cursed her? Yana could hardly even think twice, whoever cursed her was behind the dreadful attacks on both Triton and Terabyte City, no doubt this mark was intended as either a punishment or maybe just a way to get those people to come to her. Angry or not, she couldn't accept somebody taking away people's freedom to force them on the path of Darkness, forcing them to destroy the world: "Jupitermon-sama... Please purify this mark!", Yana spoke resolutely, raising her hand to the back of her neck, hoping it would be turning into something that could be used against Plutomon, "I don't want innocents dying... Senseless destruction...", she gripped Haru's shoulder slightly, her heart filled with as much love as love-fueled anger as she glanced at Sebastian and Yukimibotamon, "...Losing my friends like that. Never...!" She shook her head at the gruesome thoughts of Terabyte and Triton City, the throbbing mark in her nape making it impossible not to. She couldn't forget the pain she had only just experienced and the way Crow and Plutomon wanted to inflict them on everybody else to get their way. Even Ari just looked at her tamer... She couldn't blame Yana for feeling angry, not when she too felt it. She looked at the dark haired girl with a loving yet understanding gaze, "Nana-chan...", before turning back to Jupitermon. Her hair still stood on end from the God's electricity, but her resolve didn't waver, "To prevent another Terabyte and Triton event... We'll gladly lend our strength. Plutomon, Crow, Giygas... None of them will have their way!" The only way to be rid of them... Would be to stop whoever wanted to keep creating those cenarios; dead or alive, it didn't matter, so long as they were stopped...

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[Rukia Date]

Mikemon Delusional: Yes Confidence: 100%

Jeez this thing was a pain.

She rubbed at her dark mark with her paws, while more and more people had showed up, all surprised at the situation that they had found themselves in.

If she wasn't so focused on trying to soothe this thing, the entrances of the others would have been more amusing. After all, a lot of them came here scared and confused, only to progress to worship.

I mean, really? Bowing down like they were knights or something? One of the strongest Digimon in existence or not, this cat thief would never bow to anyone willingly.

The only reason she had crouched down, was because she had thought she had seen a Chuumon toy.

But she had gotten back up as soon as she could, and the Olympus Digimon had started getting all flashy, and revived some poor sap's Digimon from an egg.

What happened after that, she found only partial interest in. If there was one thing she didn't understand, it was why people, or Digimon in this case, recapped something that should have already been known.

Yes, she and likely everyone else that was here right now, had received some weird looking mark.

No, she wasn't surprised to hear that the Olympus being had the power to remove their mark from them.

The only thing she had interest in, was the catch he was going to propose in exchange for removing the mark.

There was always a catch.

And hearing him go on about helping defeat another Olympus Digimon, in exchange for not only the mark's removal, but some kind of personal prize, was it.

He didn't have to try and convince her any further.

Whatever he wanted them to do, she would take part in it. Though she wished the others here wouldn't have been so emotional about it. Jeez.

Was she really the only one here who didn't get traumatized since getting this stupid mark?

She picked at her teeth with a claw, waiting for nearly everyone to accept or decline the offer.

A new Digimon form, nothing, money, and nothing.

Only the third guy really had his priorities straight here, though he lost her respect after seeing that cheesy bow.

Stepping up and stretching her arms, she pawed at the air as playfully as she could with this whole dark mark business going on, and making everything hurt.

"Challenge accepted. But I want money for it. Lots and lots of money."

OOC NOTES: Pace pace pace.

Made by Sifr of GS, Synesthesia and Adoxography.