I Hate Nature(Solo)

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,Forever

Newly united with his digimon, Obasi trekked through the seemingly endless expanse of the Domain Savannah. Lucemon in tow, he had only the company of a chattering Digimon to stave off the abject misery imposed by this place. “You see, master this is the digital world. The digivice you possess allows you to enter this world and yours freely. It may be a lot to process, but it will make sense eventually. As for me, you and I are linked. You see, certain digimon are born bonded to a tamer, and while I was a Holy Angemon before we met. It doesn’t mean we weren’t destined to meet. Admittedly, I do not know much about digivices. I only know a few things like they can make me digivolve.” He ended with a nervous chuckle, hoping his sagely insight hadn’t been sabotaged by that last part. Floating alongside his tamer’s fatigued form, Lucemon offered whatever advice he could to alleviate Obasi’s woes. He might’ve been unfazed by the sun, but the digimon was well aware of his master’s discomfort. Lucemon would do everything possible to keep his tamer‘s mind off the yellow orb above. “I know all of this walking is unpleasant for you; master, but we are not that far from the city. Once we get there you can take a good rest.”

“Well that sounds lovely, but Lucemon you said that like an hour ago. Not the tamer thing, but the part about reaching the city so my skinny ass doesn’t collapse.” Blunt and sarcastic with just a hint of self-deprecation, Obasi hoped he hadn’t been too mean. Hand cupped over his mouth, Lucemon’s reply was a hearty laugh, causing the young tamer to sigh in relief. Normally, the little narcissist wasn’t kind if he didn’t have to be, but the little cherub was an exception. If only because he and the angelic digimon were so alike, it was almost scary. The chocolate-skinned lad rationalized it to himself that their “partnership” meant the pseudo-angel was different. Other thoughts lingered within the depths of his mind as well. The least of, which might’ve been rude, but he just had to know. “Lucemon, do digimon have names?” A look of bewilderment marred the aerodynamic rookie’s features at Obasi’s question. ”You mean like how humans have different names?” Identification beyond species type was unheard of to him, and he was unable to comprehend the need for it. If Obasi desired to name him, who was he to argue?“Would you like to name me master?” Without even thinking about it, Obasi lips parted and out came. “Legion” In many of the“SMT/persona” games he played “Legion” was always his favorite monster. It lacked the prettiness of his usual choices, but its nightmarish details, and hideous deformities spoke to Obasi on a completely different level.

An unfamiliar sense of pride and happiness tugged at the corners of Legion’s mouth, leading to the rise of a smile. Only minutes ago Lucemon saw names as useless human frivolities, but those seemed like feelings he held years ago. “I like that name, master.” Lucemon said with the sincerity of a small child. “Glad you like it.” Obasi responded with a playful smirk. Even though they were still who knew how far away from Triton City. The journey wasn’t as bad as it could have been, at least for Obasi. Legion being a native of this world was used to it.

Coming upon a large grove of trees, Obasi fell to his knees tired from the walk. Breathing rapidly, the scrawny teenager struggled to catch his breath. “Legion, don‘t you ever get tired?” Stopping for a moment, Legion thought deeply on his master’s question, and the nature of “exhaustion” and how it affected him. Much of the digital monsters life consisted of wandering aimlessly about the world, in search of his tamer, so he’d never really thought about it. Looking up at his partner, Legion simply said “Sometimes” and continued hovering over his fatigued charged. Both satisfied and annoyed by the little creature’s answer, he let it go and turned his focus elsewhere. ”So, Legion tell me everything you know about the digital world and digimon.”

700 | Stigmata | nothing

Ulla

The End is Nigh

[Stigmata]

BEARY BAD NEWS

As the Rookie level ran, he could not help turn his head idly to look back two small, but certainly not slow dots off in the distance heading towards. Geez, those two were freaking persistent Bearmon had to admit. Of all the punks he had to go and steal from, it was the two who didn't want to give up! As the Beast Digimon ran, he carried behind him a napsack; filled to the brim with freshly-stolen goodies. Honestly, it was actually a pretty good haul. A lot of fruit and meats plus whatever bits the two Gazimon had owned... Would have been the perfect heist if one of them had not woke up as he was exiting their hideout.

Regardless, this was irritating! When were they going to lay off?! As he continued to attempt to make distance from his pursuers, he noticed two figures that were in his line of sight. Two... humans? No, one of them was by all means a Digimon; a child level Lucemon. Something sparked in the bear Digimon's mind. Perfect! Two strangers that he could use to take off some of the heat from the fuzz! Bearmon smiled as he rushed towards them, waving at them.

"Hello! Hello fellow travellers! Why you two are lucky individuals, yes you are!" He'd say, putting on a cheerful disposition as he approached the tamer and Digimon. Two suckers in his eye, but hey... a bear's gotta do what a bear's gotta do. "For you see, I am a wandering traveller myself; but I've ended up picking up too much stuff on my travels! While I would just drop some of my belongings, how about you two take some! Lighten the load you may say!" He' say, presenting the napsack and opening it, revealing it's contents of food and some bags of bits on the side. While he'd prefer to keep everything, if he set these two up as bait for those Gazimon; he'd be able to make the slip! Flawless plan if he did say so himself!

[Bearmon]
[Level: Rookie]
[Passive]
[Bear Hands - Physical attacks by the user deal 20% more damage.]

[Attacks]
[Bear Cub Punch - Charges up it's fist with energy before slugging a punch at the target with all it's might, knocking back Rookie levels and lower a considerable distance..]

[Wild Style - Physically bludgeons the foe with whatever means is available. (Claws, body, objects etc.)]

[Hive Grenade - Chucks a beehive at the foe. While doesn't actually deal really much damage, this however does cause a swarm of very angry bees to begin swarming around whoever happened to be unlucky enough to be near where it landed. These bees will begin to harass the target for 3 turns, very lightly damaging the target each turn while slowing Rookie levels or lower by 20%. Obviously, jumping into a lake will solve any bee-related issues one may be suffering. (Cooldown: 1 Post after ending)]

toxin

PHARAOH LEAP.

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,is,Forever

Coated in hues of black and blue, Bearmon appeared as, but a hastily approaching blur on the horizon. What at first compelled Obasi’s eyes to narrow in confusion in order to make out its finer details, eventually revealed itself. With each speedy step towards the duo, the tamer and digimon could see a bear of all things. Sporting a backwards cap and an assortment of black belts tightly wrapped around his arms, the digimon seemed to be in a hurry. With a tilt of his head to the left, Obasi inquired as to what digimon was this. ”Is that a bear?” Index finger pointed straight ahead, following the erect digit Legion’s gaze soon fell upon the digital bear. “That’s a Bearmon. He’s a rookie like me, but I don’t know what he wants.” Curiosity peaked, and then intensified when the small creature finally reached them.

“Can I he…” Before a full sentence could pry itself free from Obasi’s lips, the bear stomped it out. Something about how he’d carried so much food and blah, blah, blah. From the minute Bearmon offered them his stolen bounty, Obasi and Legion suspected the digimon was up to no good. Who just hands out random food to strangers? He even included bits. The dark-skinned child might have been a foreigner to this world, but even he knew the value of currency. Unless you were drowning in money no one would give it up so willingly especially to strangers. Maybe he was a thief and pawning his ill-gotten gains on them.


Normally the boy with the chocolate complexion would dismiss Bearmon’s “charity”, but he and Legion were both intrigued. Eyebrow arched with a look of skepticism stapled to Obasi’s face, he was certain the little bearmon was manipulating them. They just didn’t know what this dude’s end game was. Whatever the bearmon’s scheme was, Lucemon and Obasi where going to see if they could get an answer out of him. Instead of interrogating the fury thief they’d talk to him first, just to see if they could get anything out of him. Who knows? Maybe he was being chased by someone.


“You seem to be in a rush. Why not share some of this delightful food with us? Bearmon was it? I am Obasi and this is my Lucemon partner Legion.” Acting as if they were of one mind, Legion hovered a few feet in front of the Bearmon. Each hand holding a piece of fruit in both hands, they offered the furry rouge some of the goodies. Their plan was simple; keep the little fuzz ball busy until they could find out what he wanted. Being veteran manipulators themselves, they were going to just turn on the smiles and occupy him. He didn’t seem to be a particularly violent guy, but there wasn’t any need to start hostilities yet. Besides, Legion was prepared to defend his tamer. Not wanting to get hurt in case things went wrong, Obasi would jump into the crop of trees standing behind him.

525 | Stigmata | Sorry it took me so long

Ulla

Never Forgive

[Stigmata]

BEARY BAD NEWS

Crap, they weren't falling for the bait as quick as he hoped. The Rookie level was starting to be at an impasse here. If he didn't get out of here soon, the jig would be up. Yet at the same time, he couldn't just carry all this stuff with him; as it'd slow him down too much. Those two Gazimon were still after him, and he frankly wanted to avoid having his face smeared into the concrete if he could. Why was thievery so difficult at times?

"Heheh... Nice to meet you. L-look, I'm in a little bit of a hurry, there is uh... someone I REALLY need to meet soon, and I can't let them wait too long." He'd say, lieing to the two; though his nervousness was keeping it from looking completely convincing. The only place the Bearmon was heading was his own little hideout. Crap crap, those Gazimon were probably gaining ground as he was talking to these two idiots. He couldn't afford to dilly dally too long. "Just... I just really need to get going; and carrying all this crap is tiring. I'd throw some of it away, but I'd feel more comfortable giving it to someone I know would at least use it." He'd say, attempting to sweet talk the two into taking the bait.

Damn though, he had the feeling that these two were much smarter than they looked. If they continued to ask questions, he was just going to go and bail on them. He couldn't afford to waste much more time.

[Bearmon]
[Level: Rookie]
[Passive]
[Bear Hands - Physical attacks by the user deal 20% more damage.]

[Attacks]
[Bear Cub Punch - Charges up it's fist with energy before slugging a punch at the target with all it's might, knocking back Rookie levels and lower a considerable distance..]

[Wild Style - Physically bludgeons the foe with whatever means is available. (Claws, body, objects etc.)]

[Hive Grenade - Chucks a beehive at the foe. While doesn't actually deal really much damage, this however does cause a swarm of very angry bees to begin swarming around whoever happened to be unlucky enough to be near where it landed. These bees will begin to harass the target for 3 turns, very lightly damaging the target each turn while slowing Rookie levels or lower by 20%. Obviously, jumping into a lake will solve any bee-related issues one may be suffering. (Cooldown: 1 Post after ending)]

toxin

PHARAOH LEAP.

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,Forever

Doubt and distrust of this fur-covered Santa grew with Bearmon’s every attempt to leave. Sure he could have been in a hurry, but the digimon’s nervousness and reassurances spoke of sinister intent. Obasi could see the agitation rising up in the little Bearmon, trying in vain to slip away. What his impatience meant could be anyone’s guess, but this was the confirmation the duo needed. Obasi surmised that the little grey bear was running from something, or someone. The backpack filled with goodies was undoubtedly the reason, and he intended to pawn his “burden” on them. Of course this was the hastily constructed narrative running through the teen’s mind. He had no way to verify his suspicions, so he decided it to cut to the chase. Obasi figured outing the digimon might have dangerous results, but so far that hadn’t happened yet.

“Hey, Bearmon you wouldn’t be trying to give us this stuff in order to throw the heat off yourself, right?” By the construction of the question and the tone that carried it along, tamer and digimon already decided he was. “Not that Legion and I can’t respect game. It’s just that I am new here, and I can’t afford to have any trouble ya feel me?” Of course neither he nor his light-born companion could verify their accusations, but Obasi hoped he’d guess right. Otherwise, he could have probably instigated a fight he wouldn’t want to be in. Taking a step back towards the foliage just in case things went bad. Obasi braced hims for the worst. Whatever that might have been he didn't know.

240 | Stigmata | nothing

Ulla

The End is Nigh

[Stigmata]

WELCOME TO THE BONE ZONE

The Bearmon's patience was dropping the further this conversation went on, the smug-looking cherub's human pretty much figuring out his plan to a fault. Damn it, why can't anything go right?! "Ugh... Screw you guys, why can't I get dumb people when I NEED it!" The Bearmon would growl as he proceeded to haphazardly dump some of his possessions on the ground, immediately bolting off with surprising speed. He didn't need to go starting a fight; plus frankly would rather want to avoid slowing himself down any further. If that human and his stupid angel decided to join the chase; it could be a really bad situation for him, especially with those two Gazimon still after him. Better to just scram than get the living daylights beat out of ya!

Not too long after the Bearmon had ran off, two silver-furred Digimon quickly managed to approach the tamer and Lucemon, one looking rather furious-looking.

"Yo! What's the big deal asshole?! We saw you talking to that fuckin' bear just a second ago! What are you, cohorts or somethin'?!" The angry Gazimon would yell out, about having had it up to here with thieves. It was hard enough living out in the wild, so having punk ass rob you blind while you're asleep did tend to piss off most people.

"Chill out. I doubt these folks got anything to with that feller." The other Gazimon would say, their voice clearly female and much calmer than her counterpart. The female Gazimon would note the pile of random food and bits, guessing that the thief dropped it off on these saps. Keeping calm, she approached the individuals. "Howdy folks. You by chance know what that Bearmon's deal is? Guy snuck into me and my bro's home and robbed us. Bloody been trying to chase after the lil' feller for an hour now." She'd say, picking up an apple and taking a bite. A much needed refreshment after that long chase. Damn... was it even really worth it at this point?

Two Gazimon Appeared!

[Gazimon]
[Level: Rookie]
[Passive]
[Born Virus - Inflicts 20% additional damage to Data attribute Digimon]

[Attacks]
[Paralyze Breath - Breathes a poisonous, gaseous breath onto the opponent, inflicting damage and stunning Rookie levels or lower for a post. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Shadow Claw - Slashes at the foe with dark-enveloped claws, it tipped with a mild poison. Poisoned targets take poison damage for their next 2 posts. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Backstab - Needless to say, the user attempts to stab the opponent with whatever means they have available. Does 20% additional damage to targets if used behind or if they are unaware.]

Obasi Azikiwe

PHARAOH LEAP.

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,is,Forever

Surprise imprinted itself upon young Obasi’s face at the rookie’s outrage. To be perfectly honest, he wasn’t even certain of his accusations accuracy. If anything it was largely some amateur guesswork on his part, but it worked all the same. Obasi’s shocked expression quickly mutated into one of amusement at the events before him. Fuzzy as it turned out was in fact a thief looking to unload his stolen wares unto the duo. Luckily for tamer and digimon they were even more duplicitous and paranoid than the amoral Bearmon. Ultimately it wouldn’t have mattered if he were being honest, or not because Obasi planned to kill him anyway. He also just wanted to know if Bearmon had anything more of value he could take. In reality, the boy only wanted to know Bearmon’s true intentions to see if it could possibly result in backlash against him. After all, whoever was chasing the Bearmon could mean bad things for them.

“We will take care of whatever was chasing him. If not we will just retreat.” Hushed words fell upon Legion’s form, prompting the little angel to nod in compliance. Obasi wasn’t sure why he’d whispered like that. It just kind of came out that way, but Lucemon heard him nonetheless. “We will just be ready this time.” Another procession of words silently fell from the tamer’s lips. Strategy demanded that they position themselves just right in order to successfully survive this ordeal. Looking back at the trees behind him, he figured it would be a decent makeshift shield. Sun still sitting lazily aloft strips of clouds, Legion followed Obasi’s instructions and positioned himself ten feet in the air. His hand clenched in order to unleash his attack a moment’s notice.

“Someone is approaching, master” Said Lucemon, his voice bereft of emotion, a stark contrast to his usually juvenile tone. “I see them.” Answered back the chocolate-skinned tamer in the day old-hoodie, his eyes focused on two rapidly approaching figures. Lanky and furry a teal paintjob, the mysterious couple appeared to be two gazimon. Instead of burdening Legion with questions about other digimon he reached for his digivice. Of the few things Legion knew about digivices, it was that they held the ability to reveal information about a digimon. Digoivce clutched firmly in hand he held the device before him. “Gazimon?” Their names sounded strange in his mouth, but what was important about them were that they were rookies. “There were two of them, but being rookies gave them a chance.

When the gazimon arrived, they quarreled amongst each other. The sister being the more rational of the two went so far as to calmly engage the boy and his angel in friendly discussion. Before she could squeak out another syllable, Lucemon rang out “Blinding Radiance!” unleashing a blinding explosion of light in their direction. Without a beat he followed up with “Final Crusade” summoning seven miniature spheres each capable of unleashing a single beam of holy energy. All seven peered down at the gazimon and fired a concentrated blast at her. Legion hoped she’d been blinded, and in her blinded state disoriented enough for him to land a hit. She was at point blank range, so he should have hit her. At least he hoped he did because this could go bad, really, really quickly. Obasi, had already jumped into the nearby trees at Legion’s first war cry.

PASSIVE ABILITIES
○ Shimmering Coat – Beneath the sun’s glistening brilliance, or within any domain filled with radiance Lucimon’s damage increases by 25%.

ATTACKS
○ Blinding Radiance - Lucemon captures the beauty of the sun’s illumination within the center of his palm before releasing it as an explosion of energy. The resulting blast whilst inflicting no actual damage blinds the enemy and reduces their defenses by 30%. The blind/debuff lasts for 2 rounds and the aoe has a 50 foot radius. The blind and debuff only affect Rookies and lower. 2 Posts cooldown
○ Aegis – From the depths of his being Lucemon summons fourth a barrier of his design, around himself or another. Translucent with a tinge of yellow the barrier can negate up to two rookie level or lower damaging attacks before vanishing. Champions and higher will destroy it instantly. 2 cooldown
○ Final Crusade – With a single command, Lucemon calls into existence seven apple-sized spheres of holy energy. The spheres form a circle around Lucemon until commanded to fire at a foe. The spheres only last for 2 rounds before they vanish until summoned again. 3 round cool down

798 | Stigmata | Blinding Radiance blinds and lowers enemy defense by 30% for 2 rounds. His passive increases his dmg by 25% while in well lit or sunny areas.

Ulla

Never Forgive

[Stigmata]

BEARY BAD NEWS

While the male Gazimon was at least on-guard somewhat, the female Gazimon had not in anyway expected the sudden attack from the Lucemon, her vision being blinded by a bright light that suddenly burst from him. Not even a moment afterward, she found herself painfully blasted by a series of light rays that the angel Digimon had summoned forth. "Aaaah!" The blinded mammal Digimon would screech out as she blasted back several feet, skidding across the ground some. "Wh-why? We weren't a-attacking..." She'd weakly let out, she managing to keep herself standing, though her vision was all blurry from the bright flash from the Lucemon. Regardless, she was near defenseless from further assaults at the moment.

However, after the surprise attack was over and done with; it is is clear that it had not affected one of the two Gazimon; the male having covered his eyes instinctively; protecting him from the bright flash. Needless to say, seeing what this punk just did to his sister, the Gazimon was absolutely infuriated. "Yo! What the fuck?! We didn't even do anything, and you go trying to kill my lil' sister?!" How disgusting! And she even was trying to be nice with them, and they go and surprise attack them like that?! Needless to say, the male Gazimon snarled viciously. "Paralyze Breath!" The male Gazimon would yell out as he exhaled a putrid mist of toxins at both the Lucemon and his tamer.

Not long after, the Gazimon rushed in at the angelic Digimon, hoping the Paralyze Breath would keep him locked in place long enough to stand still. "Bitches get stitches! Backstab!" He'd say, attempting to swipe his claws at him. Vaccine Digimon shouldn't go and underestimate Virus Digimon like them!

Gazimon #2 was hit by Blinding Radiance and Final Crusade! (1 posts remaining for Radiance)

Gazimon #1 used Paralyze Breath and Backstab!
(Paralyze Breath cooldown: 3 posts)

[Gazimon]
[Level: Rookie]
[Passive]
[Born Virus - Inflicts 20% additional damage to Data attribute Digimon]

[Attacks]
[Paralyze Breath - Breathes a poisonous, gaseous breath onto the opponent, inflicting damage and stunning Rookie levels or lower for a post. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Shadow Claw - Slashes at the foe with dark-enveloped claws, it tipped with a mild poison. Poisoned targets take poison damage for their next 2 posts. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Backstab - Needless to say, the user attempts to stab the opponent with whatever means they have available. Does 20% additional damage to targets if used behind or if they are unaware.]


Obasi Azikiwe

PHARAOH LEAP.

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,is,Forever

“Shit.” He didn’t kill the female gazimon, and the other one evaded his blind too. Fueled by fury and concern for his little sister, the male gazimon ranted at the indifferent angel. Words of distress anger fell uselessly upon Legion, who was more interested in planning out his next plan of attack. The grove of trees behind Legion was clustered enough together that his tamer would be shielded. As for Legion himself, he wasn’t willing to take any chances. Delivered not in a yell, but a tired whisper he said “Aegis”. Mid-rant Legion forced the holy energies within him outward, forming a barely visible translucent shell. The orbs simply flew upwards avoiding the spray, returning to his side. He was just in time to defend against the spray of poisons assaulting his form. Luckily the more damaging aspects of the poisonous vapor were devoured, and thus negated by the barrier. Of course he didn’t want to give away this detail, so Lucemon feigned pain. Agony escaped from his lips, and hurt itched itself into his features. Unfortunately the paralysis quickly consuming him was not something he faked. Muscles stiffened, and the digimon could feel the poisons’ taint overtaking him. Obasi, however; was fortunate to have escaped and hid beneath underbrush some twenty feet away.


Legion wouldn’t allow himself to be frozen and exposed, so with his remaining strength the Lucemon fell backward. If he could land within the grove, Legion wouldn’t be such an easy target for the gazimon. Not willing to let this opportunity to take advantage of the fallen Lucemon go to waste, the male Gazimon charged. Ebony claws on display, the mouthy little Gazimon barreled towards the helpless angel falling towards the earth below. Contrary to whatever the Gazimon thought the winged digimon wasn’t totally defenseless. Final Crusade was still active and its orbs could still fire. Extensions of his thoughts, Legion willed them to zero in and fire right into the very eyes of the hastily approaching digimon. Exactly when the creatures’ clawed digits collided with the glistening barrier the orbs fired, their destination the digimon’s pupils. It was Legion’s hope that if successful his attack would blast a hole straight the Gazoimon’s skull, turning him into fresh data ready for assimilation.

395 | Stigmata | Legion was stunned. (Stun Duration 0)

Ulla

Never Forgive

[Stigmata]

BEARY BAD NEWS

Good news was while the barrier that the Lucemon summoned wasn't able to completely stop his Paralyze Breath; but he did however avoid most of the damage. However, guess the paralysis that began to run over the Lucemon's body wasn't enough to stop those damn light beams from attacking him. Being so close to the Lucemon did not give much time for the Gazimon to dodge,he getting nailed by the various light beams that were fired at him. "Tch, you all are freaking cowards!" He was bleeding partially from Final Crusade, but the Virus Digimon was made from sterner stuff than one may initially expect. Regardless however, he realized these guys weren't kidding around here. There was a very real danger of someone getting killed here, and he refused to let that happen to either him or his sis. "S-Sis! Get out of here! These guys are fuckin' trying to kill us!" He'd yell back to his sister, still blinded from the Lucemon's attack from before.

"B-but..." The female Gazimon would manage to mumble, her vision still blurry. Dammit... if she were able to see and didn't take that dirty sneak attack from before; she'd have been golden to fight! Her bro was strong, but it felt like there was a clear risk of getting deleted here if they didn't work together.

"MOVE!" The elder Gazimon would yell angrily, immediately causing his sister to panic, running off as fast as she can in a attempt to escape the fight. The remaining Gazimon spat a mix of blood and saliva to the ground, smirking viciously at the Lucemon. "You assholes are going to hell for this... I'm not dying this soon!" He'd yell triumphantly towards the villainous tamer and Lucemon, not intending to die today, not while his sister needed him.

Rushing viciously towards the paralyzed Lucemon once more, the Gazimon would once more attempt to use his Backstab attack; but whether he managed to hit or not, he'd follow up with another brutal attack. "Poison Claw!" This time, the Gazimon's claw was now enveloped in darkness-dripping poison, he aiming to gut the angelic Digimon by any means possible.

Gazimon #1 was hit by Final Crusade! (2 more posts left on Paralyze Breath cooldown)

Gazimon #2 is attempting to flee! (Blindness and lower defenses end next turn)

Gazimon #1 is attacking Legion with Backstab and Shadow Claw! (Shadow Claw cooldown at 3 posts)

[Gazimon]
[Level: Rookie]
[Passive]
[Born Virus - Inflicts 20% additional damage to Data attribute Digimon]

[Attacks]
[Paralyze Breath - Breathes a poisonous, gaseous breath onto the opponent, inflicting damage and stunning Rookie levels or lower for a post. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Shadow Claw - Slashes at the foe with dark-enveloped claws, it tipped with a mild poison. Poisoned targets take poison damage for their next 2 posts. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Backstab - Needless to say, the user attempts to stab the opponent with whatever means they have available. Does 20% additional damage to targets if used behind or if they are unaware.]


Obasi Azikiwe

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,is,Forever

“Shit.”Even at point-blank range the little fuck still wouldn’t die. Still, that blast bought him enough time to reach the safety of the trees previously cloistered behind him. Ebony claws cutting into his leg before he’d finished his descent into the tree top. A combination of his leg’s falling out of the way, and the thick branches, and brambles restricting the attacks movement saving him from the follow-up. Upon the top of the tree he laid entrenched in growth, his leg wounded, but otherwise functional. Legion could still easily move under his own power once he the paralysis wore off, and thus determined to kill the damn Gazimon. “Viruses are fucking stubborn.” He thought, after being yet again unsuccessful in his attempts to kill these fucking Gazimon. The other one broke out into full retreat whilst her brother remained behind to fight him. What a noble sentiment for a virus, he thought.


He’d wondered just how much energy the virus had left. The Gazimon’s claws may have hurt enough even without an attack behind them. This wouldn’t deter the Lucemon from ending this fight. Still paralyzed, Legion cursed himself at his helpless position. It was only until he felt himself sinking through the treetop that he regained some degree of hope. He was starting to sink and soon he’d fall through the canopy. Fortunately for him the paralysis seemed to be wearing off and soon he could fly off.

395 | Stigmata |(Final Crusade CD 2), (Aegis CD 1), (Blinding Radiance CD up) Legion was stunned. (Stun Duration ends next round)

Ulla

Never Forgive

[Stigmata]

BEARY BAD NEWS

With his Backstab attack managing to cleave partially across the angel Digimon's skin, things at least seemed to have been starting to look up for the Gazimon. He was a bit surprised to see him actually manage to just barely dodge Shadow Claw, but then again; what could you expect from lucky sons of bitches like these punks? All he could hope that his sister was running as fast as she could in case things go sour. If one of them was going to die, he'd prefer she keep living for him. Not that he was planning to die... this stupid Lucemon was going to have to tear him limb from limb before that happens.

"You messed with the wrongs mons you punks! After I'm through with you angel; I'm gonna slit your stupid tamer's neck!" He'd threaten viciously, not afraid to carry out said threats if he needed to. Not planning to let up anytime soon, once more he dashed towards Legion, claws aiming at his vitals.

(1 more posts left on Paralyze Breath cooldown) (2 more posts left on Shadow Claw cooldown)

Gazimon #1 is attacking Legion with Backstab!

[Gazimon]
[Level: Rookie]
[Passive]
[Born Virus - Inflicts 20% additional damage to Data attribute Digimon]

[Attacks]
[Paralyze Breath - Breathes a poisonous, gaseous breath onto the opponent, inflicting damage and stunning Rookie levels or lower for a post. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Shadow Claw - Slashes at the foe with dark-enveloped claws, it tipped with a mild poison. Poisoned targets take poison damage for their next 2 posts. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Backstab - Needless to say, the user attempts to stab the opponent with whatever means they have available. Does 20% additional damage to targets if used behind or if they are unaware.]


Obasi Azikiwe

PHARAOH LEAP.

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,Forever

“About time” He thought, finally regaining his freedom from the toxin’s grip. Celebratory sentiments didn’t follow, however; for the Lucemon knew that he would have little time to prepare against this beast’s counterattack. The little angel boy was lucky the first time. Fate had seen fit to allow him to escape the Gazimon’s clutches’ simply by falling out of the way. This time wouldn’t be so easy, and he knew it. If he could kill off this Gazimon before his sister intervened, they would survive this.

Body still lying prone upon the flattened tree limbs and branches below him, the lucimon quickly scanned for a weapon. Sharpened to a fine enough point to pierce skin, he saw an answer to his plight nestled beneath his left arm. Childlike fingers hastily curved around the branches' body, hurried along by thoughts of the Gazimon’s attack. Quickly he pieced together a desperate plan that was more of a suicidal gambit than anything else. He wasn’t just fighting for himself, but the safety of his tamer still hiding within the underbrush below.

The threats of ending him and his tamer’s life came in a rage filled voice. If he was going to kill this damn Gazimon it had to be quick. If he didn’t finish him off soon the bastard’s sister might regain the courage to comeback. Just as Legion predicted the Gazimon flew at him, claws splayed and ready to dig into his flesh. Legion would oblige of sorts. Right arm placed in a defensive position over his vitals. Legion allowed one set of the ebony digits to dig into his arm before yelling “Blinding Radiance!” releasing a flash, and allowing the other claws to find a home in that arm’s hand. Clutching the digimon’s paw tightly he pulled it to the right. With the digimon’s limbs preoccupied and his eyesight hopefully gone. Legion with makeshift spear in hand attempted to stab the Gazimon in his left eye as it appeared he finally had a clear shot at it, and he’d keeping pushing it in until the gazimon was data.

533 | Stigmata | Legion was wounded by the backstab. (Final Crusade CD 1), (Aegis CD up next round), (Blinding Radiance 2 post CD ),

Ulla

The End is Nigh

[Stigmata]

BEARY BAD NEWS

On one hand; he managed to nail the Lucemon cleanly in the arm... other hand was that the Gazimon was caught off guard when he managed to once more use that blinding light attack; he this time not having the freedom to cover his eyes. "D-damn it!" The Gazimon would yell as his eyesight was painfully blinded by the light emanated from the Lucemon. Crap... Just when he thought he had him on the ropes!

His blindness did well to keep him distracted and unable to fight back at full potential; making him prone to being stabbed viciously by a makeshift spear aimed directly at his face. Not a clean hit, but it did painfully gouge part of the Gazimon's face. He yelled angrily, the Rookie level beginning to wildly flail about with his claws in a attempt to just maybe get the Lucemon. Not as finessely done as his actual Backstab attack; but it still could hurt mighty well if he managed to get it to rake at the angel one last time.

(cooldown ends next turn on Paralyze Breath)
(2 more posts left on Shadow Claw cooldown)

Gazimon #1 was blinded by Blinding Radiance! (1 posts left)

Gazimon #1 is flailing about in a last-ditch attempt to attack Legion!

[Gazimon]
[Level: Rookie]
[Passive]
[Born Virus - Inflicts 20% additional damage to Data attribute Digimon]

[Attacks]
[Paralyze Breath - Breathes a poisonous, gaseous breath onto the opponent, inflicting damage and stunning Rookie levels or lower for a post. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Shadow Claw - Slashes at the foe with dark-enveloped claws, it tipped with a mild poison. Poisoned targets take poison damage for their next 2 posts. (Cooldown: 3 Posts)]

[Backstab - Needless to say, the user attempts to stab the opponent with whatever means they have available. Does 20% additional damage to targets if used behind or if they are unaware.]


Obasi Azikiwe

PHARAOH LEAP.

[Obasi Azikiwe]

Hate,is,Forever

“Aegis” From Legion’s lips the command word crawled, the exhaustion in his voice painfully obvious. Still, this Gazimon would die today. He would see of to that personally. Initially hesitant to call upon the power of Aegis so soon, the angel knew he couldn’t afford to take any more damage if they were going to hunt down the Bearmon, or the other Gazimon. All that remained was the issue of killing this stubborn little cockroach of a Gazimon clawing at him. With knowledge that the Virus’s attacks would be absorbed into the shield, Legion quickly enacted his plan.

Not only was his opponent durable, but he was a slippery little shit. With that in mind, Legion attempted to wrap his legs around the Gazimon’s waist, his right hand would follow along in a bid to clamp the bastard’s mouth shut. Lastly, he’d use his grip on the creature’s head to steady it long enough for him to plunge his makeshift spear into the Virus’s eye. In his mind there was almost zero potential for failure since the Gazimon, obliged him by lunging onto the sunny haired digimon.

205 | Stigmata | Sorry for the shortness

Ulla

Never Forgive