Dungeon: Trail of Filth

[RukiaSays]

[[ TRAIL OF FILTH ]]

Those who enter these sewers, beware the foul stench that lays deep within. It is a filthy place that rarely sees maintenance, thanks to the population of virus Digimon who have made their home here. The sewage system can be entered by lifting up any manhole within the city, with the various entryways converging at one point, and continuing from there.

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Number of Rooms: 4
Party Size: 4
Party Members:

• ANDREA B. BELMONT (party leader)
• Angeli
  
• @kiyo
  
• Leyton Thomson
  

deltra of gangnam style

[RukiaSays]

[[ Entryway ]]

No matter which manhole is taken into the sewers, they all converge into an open area, where the tunnels further in, will lead deeper into the sewage system. The entryway, while the safest part, gives a noticeable glimpse of the foul smells that lurk ahead.

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[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]she had slipped into the sewers by making use of a manhole cover. it had been difficult to tug open. but, thanks to the combined efforts of her respective teammates they had managed to make use of it as an opening of sorts. the unpleasant scent had immediately wafted in their direction, and miss belmont couldn't help but flare her nostrils in response. it was a nauseating scent, and one that she would need to grow to tolerate, unfortunately.  "ugh. it reeks," she commented.  shaking her head, the redhead decided to make her entrance first. it had been her decision to lead so it would be best if she was the first to enter into the unknown. the belmont climbed down the rusted and somewhat slimy latter, her nose wrinkled and a small grimace upon her face from the distaste she felt. the tunnel was lit well enough, to her surprise, which allowed for the woman to peer around and examine the damp surroundings. after her suspicions of immediate danger was cleared she called to the surface world.  "angeli, kiyoshi, leyton!" she said. "come on down. besides the smell there ain't nothin' here tah cause no harm."  yet, she thought.  once all had their feet upon the cement of below she made the choice of deciding upon the tunnel further down. it would serve as their only option, for the other direction led toward an obvious dead end. "we gotta get movin'," she said. "ah'll cover the front. leyton, imma ask fer yah tah cover our backs. keep an eye out fer us. we ain't no good if somethin' hits us when we don't expect it from behind." once the tentative plan was set she gestured for her companions to follow. the young woman felt a small amount of anxiety as they began to progress, acknowledging the fact that this would be the first opportunity she had to lead. andrea didn't want to mess it up - and if she did - she didn't want to mess it up too badly.  [attr="class","smdtags"]word count ■ Angeli, @kiyo, Leyton Thomson ■

[attr="class","smdlyrics"]strike [attr="class","mdlyric"]me down [attr="class","giveitlyric"]give it everything you've got

[attr="class","cred"]VEL OF WW + GS

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MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING

FEEL LIKE I AM HUMAN

Angeli ANDREA B. BELMONT Leyton Thomson

(Notes: I'm going to be using my Golden Scarab for this dungeon, to get any potential bonuses.) Kiyo stared at the manhole with disgust etched into his face. He watched as the leader of the team headed down into the abyss, but stayed far enough away from the hole to prevent being pushed in. While these were his temporary teammates, the hesitancy of trust was most certainly there. The male narrowed his eyes slightly at the hole when she called down, but nonetheless moved forward and began to step down the latter. He grimaced again at the wet and slimy feeling the latter had, although it wasn't enough to actually stick to his hands. Who manages the sewers around here? Sukamon? The young teen thought to himself as he continued down, and halfway down the latter he moved his grip so that he could just slide down the latter using the slime as a lubricant. He reached the bottom with a thump, and instinctively began brushing his hands against his pants as if to remove any leftover, yet nonexistent, residue. It seemed to take conscious priority over the smell, as the moment he was done he found himself quickly covering his nose with his hand. "It smells like cat urine down here." He commented, a bit muffled from covering his nose and mouth, before stepping forward to try and distance himself from the latter. It'd let the rest of the group file in, without him blocking anyone's way. Once they all were down, Andrea made the first notion. He didn't like the idea of having to deal with someone behind him, but if Leyton was confident enough to cover the back then at least they wouldn't get jumped. He followed forward, but still kept his attention trained to almost anything. His shoulders were hunched, it was pretty obvious the male was on high alert. He really wasn't all that nervous, part of him was almost excited. Yet he wasn't stupid enough to let himself get caught off guard for any reason.

MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING

FEEL LIKE I AM HUMAN, AGAIN

X

[Angeli]

Initially, Angeli wretched slightly at the first scent of sewer smell, the look on her face practically retching at the scent. She glanced at both her fellow Ringbound members and the other Spirit Wielder accompanying them, she already having doubts for this. It was a rather (pardon the phrase) dirty job... Idea was to delete any of the virulent Digimon that have been infesting these sewers, along with their leader. Frankly, it was filthy work they were doing, but the promise of pay was a good enough incentive to keep her going. At least she was not the only one to have to suffer through this. After all, misery loved company.

The carbuncle Digimon was the last to climb down, she vainly attempting to keep the soft wool around her being from touching ANY part of this disgusting hovel as she descended. "This place is absolutely horrendous. When was the last time someone has came down here?! Place needs to be polished, scrubbed and generally cleansed." She'd comment, distastefully glancing at the slimy walls of the tunnel. No wonder Digimon as repulsive as the ones the were hunting were down here... only trash would call this home.

Thankfully, miss Belmont seemed to have a good idea as to what they should be doing, pointing a path while directing for Leyton to keep watch of their backs. While his competency was dubious she had to admit, her preference to not get ambushed was nice. Plus he'd make a excellent meat shield in case they are bombarded by turds. "I want to get this done as quick as you guys. Filthy things, disgusting creatures those Sukamon and Numemon. Killing them would be doing them a favor." The Rookie level would comment, not at all pleased by the idea that such unsightly creatures were allowed to exist down here, a blemish in her eyes.. She held no sympathy for these junk Digimon. That was one thing she'd do if she ever became a dominant force in the Digital World... she'd make sure that creatures like these do not probagate like this ever again.

Either way, she glanced back to Belmont, nodding at her. "Lead the way dear." She'd comment, but not before pointing at a wall, a small glyph appearing on it. Promptly, what looked like a small collection of amethyst gems and metal, forming the shape of a small golem servant wielding a spear. The newly made pawn seemed to glance at its surrounding, but not before having it's attention caught by Angeli irritantly snapping her fingers and pointing at Leyton. "Guard." She'd order the construct, it without hesitation floating by the white-haired Spirit Wielder's side.

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ANDREA B. BELMONT Leyton Thomson @kiyo

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Angeli
Condition: Healthy
Current Form: Chromiamon (Rookie level)

Passive

- Brilliance - Each time Chromiamon uses an attack, she builds up a charge. On reaching 3 charges (max), Chromiamon can spend these charges to use two attacks that do not build charges this turn.
1/3 Charges

Attack Used

- Crystal Pawn - Creates a small gem-like familiar wielding a spear, it on her next three turns attacking nearby foes. Up to a max of 2 familiars can exist at a time, they falling apart either from the duration ending or if they suffer lethal damage. Generally, most attacks will destroy them in a single hit.
(Pawn 1: 3 post remaining)

[Leyton Thomson]

If I'm a danger to myself ImaginewhatIcoulddotoyou ANDREA B. BELMONT Kiyoshi Ise Angeli

(Note: I am using my ankh for this dungeon) 

Jumping into the manhole, Leyton landed on his feet in the concrete of the Sewer's interior with a thump. Andrea was giving orders, which was a bit surprising considering how tongue tied she was when they first met all those weeks ago. Honestly, it was sort of cute, her usual fiery demeanor backed by authority

Leyton saluted the red head and drifted to the back of the pack, "Yes mam! Besides, the view is so much better back here anyway." he chuckled, watching the Red Head's 'rear view'. He had honestly thought she called him for some alone time, sadly it was so they could explore the city's sewers... Oh god why didn't he pack disinfectant spray?

The underworld smelled of decay, and hot piss, a combination that went oh so well for one's senses. The white hair didn't know if he should puke or bust out a box of disinfectant spray. His stomach was turning with every step, though he was slowly becoming used to the smell, all though it was making him dizzy. 

The party was fair despite their lack of muscle, besides the lovely Miss Bell, they had a Digimon, and three Spirit Wielders. Since he was guarding the back he would seem like their only defense against a flank. Luckily he had ben training as Kotemon so he could deal with most opposition at his level.

Maybe this would be his chance to show Bell that he's more than a thief. Oooh yeah, this mission was going to be sweet. Though it was important that he kept their flank clear, but I'm sure Miss Bel wouldn't mind if he watched her flank too. After all she brought him down here. 

OWL

[RukiaSays]

[[ Room 1 ]]

As the party ventures forward through the tunnel, darkness surrounds them. The lack of lighting serves as a constant reminder of it's poor maintenance. Only the sounds of their own conversation, and the running sewage, seemingly serve as the only noise.

But with the population of virus Digimon inside, word travels fast. The party's noise has attracted attention, and upon coming out of the other side, where the party stops on the wooden staircase, is a Numemon.

Though it's size might not be much, don't underestimate the power of a Champion. The foul smelling Digimon greets the party with a Nume-Sludge, continuously throwing it's own waste.

400 words to defeat!

ANDREA B. BELMONT Angeli @kiyo Leyton Thomson

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[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]andrea's gaze continuously swept the surrounding area, a thin layer of anxiety bubbling underneath her flesh as she realized that there was very little light to take advantage of. she would swallow, grimace slightly at the inconvenience, and continue onward with a quiet sigh. the spirit user wouldn't allow for such a thing to sway her decision to explore the sewer's innards. after she had been informed of the bounties to be had bell naturally refused to leave such treasure unmolested for a moment longer.   thankfully, leyton's casual and somewhat lewd comment caused her to quickly regain her focus.  "ah'd suggest ya look over yer own shoulder, leyton," she drawled. "'cause ah fear that if yer chomped right on up yah ain't gonna see this ass o' mine again."  miss belmont ran a hand absently through her own red locks, her single eye locked onto the path they were currently making use of. nothing particularly interesting had happened for a good stretch - yet the peace was tinged with uncertainty and prolonged discomfort that originated from the unpleasant smell. it was so infuriatingly stagnant that the young woman decided to inhale mostly through her own mouth. "oh."  her lips formed an 'o' as the sight of a green and ugly digimon slipped into view. bristling, she alerted her companions in a hushed tone.  "there's a big fella over there," she said. "he don't look too - ah!"  hurriedly lunging to the side, her petite form smacked against the wet cement of the wall. she had just barely avoided the putrid sludge that could have possibly knocked her off her feet. "get rid of the fucker!"  these were the first words that had escaped her mouth. it was said without any real investment of thought, and soon after the girl clutched at had produced her device. the damn thing was still spewing its attack, the mess it produced significant and slapping against the material of her shoe. "execute!"   a gazimon lunged forward after the transformation was complete, mouth opened to reveal pointed teeth as it moved toward the champion and the stairs with a considerable amount of bravado. "paralyzing breath!" she shouted.  a noxious gas would escape her mouth once she neared, the transformed female halting before the champion so to spit out the terrible toxin within a close radius. unfortunately, a bit of the nume-sludge had clipped her, the disgusting filth causing her outer layer to grow irritated and slightly inflamed as a result. it was difficult not to simply stop and itch - but, she remained focus despite the bit of misfortune that had been inflicted.  gotta back it up, girl.  quickly realizing that remaining close to the foul creature may result in injury, miss belmont moved to retreat, hoping that it would successfully hamper the numemon and allow her allies some form of advantage.  [ passive ability ; DETECT - gazimon is sensitive toward any presence that might be located directly below their feet. the slight tremors make them aware of whatever may be maneuvering themselves. anything that resides within a ten yards radius underneath a solid surface will be immediately noticed. [ cool down in effect ; paralyzing breath - one ]  [ attacks ; PARALYZING BREATH - they are enabled the ability to spew gaseous breath that can potentially and temporarily clog up and irritate ones sense of smell or vision. requires a one post cool down. CLAW MARK - they wield their claws effectively, swiping toward their target in hopes of inflicting bodily harm. PITFALL - they claw at the earth, crafting a pit that can potentially trap smaller prey or hamper larger bodies. because of the high investment of energy needed in order to complete one hole it requires a two post cool down after a single pit is completed. ]  [attr="class","smdtags"]473 ■ Angeli @kiyo Leyton Thomson  ■

[attr="class","smdlyrics"]strike [attr="class","mdlyric"]me down [attr="class","giveitlyric"]give it everything you've got

[attr="class","cred"]VEL OF WW + GS

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MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING

FEEL LIKE I AM HUMAN

Angeli ANDREA B. BELMONT Leyton Thomson Health: 95% Status: Slight Injured Passive: Torpid Body Upon contact, releases a sleeping gas that reduces movement speed. Is immune to any form of mind-alteration, or sleep-related abilities, but heavy resistance from champion abilities of the same effect. These toxins last for one post, on a 10-meter radius, and needs to build up again for 2 posts. Move Used: Sleep Paralyses Releases a white, sparkling mist into the air that expands a 5 meter radius. Those within the mist start to feel as if they're being sedated or put to sleep, but just as the feeling starts it stops, as the mist paralyzes the afflicted. From there, hallucinations caused from fear or uncertainty come up through the mist. They can look like anything that the afflicted fears, but otherwise it looks like the most gruesome or uncanny thing that crawled out of the depths of hell. Similar to a summon, the creatures are real enough and will cause damage. However, the effects and monsters only last for a single post. 2 posts are needed to recharge.

(Notes: This Numemon might experience overkill... Maybe. Also Kiyo doesn't like being a digimon.) He rolled his eyes at the antics of the bunch, stuffing his hands in his pockets and fumbling around. A small part of him wondered what would happened if he lit a match down here, and if it would ignite the tunnel ablaze or not. The thoughts he felt were out of character, at times, and he had to shake his head to get rid of them. What completely changed his focus was the comment their leader made, forcing him to put a hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter. Perverts, man. He was only fifteen but it was easy to tell who could actually control their hormones or not. He was lucky his hand was covering his mouth, too, because it made the sudden stench less putrid; he could barely smell it due to the makeshift gas-mask. What he did catch note of was either a hallucination or danger, because this unreasonably gigantic sentient vomit appeared in the darkness up ahead. "ANDREA!" Suddenly pink poop flew past them, making his eyes widen in shock and worry. It almost hit their leader, and she seemed beyond pissed. It was the only warning sign he got for him to move out of the way into a roll over the slimy ground, to avoid the pink slinger thrown in his direction. He yelped again as he tried to dodge, getting hit square in the ankle causing him to topple over. As he winced, he pulled his digivice out from his pocket. "When this is done, I need a long hot shower." He groaned loudly, hoping another piece of poo didn't hit him while he was spirit evolving. "Execute!" He called out, hobbling up on his good leg for support to hold out his digivice. Fractal code started to appear in one hand, he had to lean his shoulder against a nearby wall to keep himself up while he did this. "SPIRIT EVOLUTION!" Upon calling this out, he swiped his hand through a card reader-looking slot on his d-tector. Once doing so, the transformation began. It had always felt weird, being turned into something totally different from your body structure. However, when he came out of the egg that had surrounded him, he appeared in the form of a Tapirmon; his leg no longer an issue due to it being a cloud of smoke. "I didn't want to do this, stupid vomit." He groaned, giving a snort with his snout. Afterwards he seemed to run forward towards the creature. "Get out of my way." He growled, before releasing a giant gas of smog right into the creature's face... Like it could sea it coming, if the noxious breath coming from the Gazimon was anything to entail. "Sleep Paralyzes" was the name of the cloud of gas, it seemed to look as if someone should not be going in there. The Numemon would be lucky if it died right now, because he was expecting a puddle by the time the fog vanished thanks to the monstrous creations that form behind that cloud.

MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING

FEEL LIKE I AM HUMAN, AGAIN

X

[Angeli]

Angeli raised an eyebrow at Leyton as he proceeded to make a rather suggestive comment... "I would RATHER you not." She'd say a bit grumpily, her familiar conveying this by very lightly poking the white-haired man's side. He BETTER have not been talking about her. However, she couldn't help but glance at Andrea's response towards him a bit confusingly, she tilting her head in curiosity. "Are you saying you are FINE with him looking at your ass miss Belmont?" The Chromiamon would ask the red-haired cyclops, though not before realizing that she too was now glancing Andrea's... rump. "Err, wait... Let me rephrase that question. Apologies." She'd quickly say, attempting to turn her head so she would not have a view of the lone female Spirit Wielder's backside, her face blushing some. H-how rude for her to be thinking like this! Damn that pervert Leyton. Absolutely embarassing for someone as refined as her to act this way.

As they continued their path, they seemed to slow down as a figure guarding a set of stairs seemed to come to view. Oh good... one of the locals. Angeli sneered at her first sight of the mollusk Digimon, barely managing to dive out of the way of a view piles of excrement that were thrown at the group in general, landing on the ground. Thank god... she would not have wanted her luxurious fur coat ruined by this filthy sack of shit... but now she was brushing by this disgusting sewer ground! Either way, she glared at the Numemon with intense hatred. "You... Go to hell!" The carbuncle Digimon would yell out, infuriated already by the thought that this creature was throwing it's own shit at them. Death would only be the beginning in her book for this disgusting abomination of a Digimon.

Her teammates were quick to begin to shift into battle, Andrea becoming the Virus attribute Gazimon and the mostly quiet boy named Kiyos becoming a more refined Vaccine attribute Tapirmon. The Spirit Wielders both were quick to retaliate their attacker, Angeli not at all hesitant in joining them. 

"Gemhancement."

She snapped her fingers as the crystal pawn that she had summoned from before jumped into action. Angeli's eyes lit up along with all the gems embedded in her, the familiar's small spear becoming coated in magic. With it's newly empowered weapon, the pawn proceeded to chuck the spear straight at the Numemon, it handily pulling out a new one out of hammer space.

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ANDREA B. BELMONT Leyton Thomson @kiyo

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Angeli

Condition: Healthy

Current Form: Chromiamon (Rookie level)


Passive
- Brilliance - Each time Chromiamon uses an attack, she builds up a charge. On reaching 3 charges (max), Chromiamon can spend these charges to use two attacks that do not build charges this turn.
2/3 Charges

Status
Crystal Pawn 1 - 2 Posts Left
Gemhancement - Cooldown: 1 Post


Attack Used

Gemhancement - Empowers either an ally's or any of her crystal pawns' next attack to inflict additional damage. If used directly after summoning a pawn thanks to Brilliance, that pawn immediately attacks. (Cooldown: 1 Post)

Used on a Pawn to empower it's attack.

[Leyton Thomson]

If I'm a danger to myself Imagine what I could do to you tagged

Leyton chuckled at Andrea's remark; she was something else. It seemed like all three of her companions had taken a gander at Bell's 'rear view'. "Oh yes mam, I'll be sure to keep an eye on our flank and your flank." he laughed. turning his head to the side, literally keeping an eye on their flank. 

Due to the lack of conflict now seemed like the perfect time to think about what he'll do when he gets home to the real world. First things first; polish up his bike, she was probably getting cold sitting there alone for all of that time,next up would be catching back up on his TV shows on flix, and after that read all of his now neglected jump issues, of how they must be so cramped in his tiny mail box. What a travesty. 

Leyton turned his head forward, squinting at the darkness ahead of the party; it was like an abyss down here, he had become used to the scent of the sewer, heck it was a lot better than what he'd smell in NYC, that city was a literal cease pool. Trash thrown about, car exhaust, the digital sewer system was a walk in the park compared to the nonsense that was the empire state. 

"Hey Red, how about you and I go to the-" a gurgling sound caught his attention, followed by a few splating sounds, "What the," a pink blob rushed past his face. 

Before the white hair could react his teammates rushed into action, the first of what he heard Andrea yell followed by a thud, Kiyo shout, and Angeli chant something.Things were going south, swiftly but Leyton didn't have a clue what was going on from the back.He had lagged behind his teammates. What the heck was going on?

Shoving his hand into his pocket, he retrieved his D-tector and summoned a ring of data around his free hand. "Execute!" he bellowed, three bands of cod spun around him and broke, leaving only a Kotemon in his place. "Andrea! Don't worry babe I'm coming!"



He rushed charged forward, heeding the Tapirmon, and Angeli. "Get away from my red!" he spat, jumping into the air. "Thunder Kote!" he barked lunging at the opposition, when it came into sight it turned out to be a Kote mon, flinging his dung at the group. "What the actual shit?" 

One of his Kote charged a bright yellow, static sparking from his wooden sword, without hesitation he dove at the Numemon, hoping to get in a good strike. 


[PASSIVE ABILITIES



○ Speed Boost - Kotemon has a 20% increase in speed



ATTACKS



rookie/s-hybrid digimon are allowed one active attack at creation.

○ Hot Headed - Swings a flaming bamboo sword at it's opponent. (CD:1)

○ Thunder Kote - Charges his fist with electrical current and punches the enemy. (CD:1)

○Virus Breath - Lifts his mask and fires a virus ridden fire blast at his opposition.]

OWL

[RukiaSays]

[[ Room 2 ]]

The Numemon didn't stand a chance against the group.

While it managed to hit one of the humans with it's Nume-Sludge, that had not at all stopped them.

The group had met the Digimon's surprise attack with their own, throwing out various stuns and hits that intended to have the Digimon be deleted.

But the Numemon was a Champion for a reason.

Going down without a fight in it's home territory would bring humiliation among the other virus Digimon secretly watching or listening in the shadows and filthy sewage.

Like a catapult, the slug-like Digimon had spun around, continuing to fling it's excrement at each intruder.

And while doing so, did it's best to avoid the approaching attacks, a feat that was easier said than done.

The paralyzing breath wasn't anything it hadn't already been used to, so the Numemon didn't bother dodging.

If anything, simply passing through the gas made it easier to hit the cat-like Digimon, who had also attempted to lunge at it with it's claws.

But what the cat had failed to do with it's assault, it had succeeded with it's pit, thanks to their teammate's sleep paralysis mist hitting the slime Digimon.

What happened was the Numemon falling through a hole, and down into the sewage it was familiar with.

Some of the Rookie Digimon which had been hiding within the murky waters had fled the area, likely spreading rumors about how things were going.

And all the Champion Digimon could do was watch, as the last two of the group had done their attacks.

Their assault had pierced it's body, letting out ooze, before the Digimon was deleted completely, and shattered into floating data.

The party was finally allowed to continue down the path the Numemon had been blocking, and to the next room.

Descending down the wooden platform, the group would get another reminder just how run down the place was.

The pit that Andrea's Digimon had created, wasn't the only one to be found within the sewers.

Some parts of the platform had even had patches of wood that threatened to fall into the murky waters.

Halfway through the hazardous platform, the group was brought to two different split paths.

Though it seemed like there was actually a choice, the right path was actually unstable.

Only the left path was a viable option, and that had contained a trail of slime and excrement, which seemed to be freshly made.

A warning by the other Digimon, perhaps?

FILTH: The inflicted suffers a slight decrease in speed for two posts.

(OOC: Numemon can be assimilated, but there won't be any bonuses.)

ANDREA B. BELMONT Angeli @kiyo Leyton Thomson

deltra of gangnam style

[ANDREA B. BELMONT]

[attr="class","smdbody"]"ah'm okay."  the words were breathed, andrea inhaling deeply as she was allowed a moment to assess her own infliction. the filth that clung onto her side remained, the fur there presented as messy clumps of hair. it stung so fiercely that she openly grimaced, inhaling sharply for a short while before she shook her head with a quiet and annoyed growl.   "everyone alright?"  her claws clicked against the cement, gaze shifting between all those whom were currently present. nothing that resembled a human stood near - the triggering of their digital mechanisms now resulting in each human being within their rookie forms. andrea had been aware of the fact that the majority of her team were composed of spirit users. meaning all those present were fully capable of defending themselves without issue.  if they're strong enough, that is, she thought.  but their responses so far had only reassured the young redhead. something that resembled pride began to swell within her, a small smile forming upon her beastly features.  "alrightie. we're doin' mighty fine so far," she said. "ah'll keep the lead. ah'm gonna suggest ya'll stay in these forms 'till we're outta here. shit ain't gonna get easier."  after everyone had returned to their respective positioning the digitized woman settled upon her hind legs as she led them down the stairs. the sight that would greet them was a wooden platform - one that appeared to be nearing a state of disrepair. andrea scowled at the sight, her tail twitching side to side as she assessed their immediate surroundings with a critical eye. "ah'm... gonna go first," she said, glancing at her comrades.   ah don't want tah but ah ain't gotta choice.  manuvering herself as a quadrapedal now, she stepped forward carefully, the furry countours of her features revealing her own anxiety.  come on. come on. it ain't that hard. as she neared the split path miss belmont smiled slightly.  "it don't seem so ba - aaaaaagh!"  a yelping noise escaped her as the lower half of her furry body disappeared. it appeared as though the wood beneath her had given away. she would have fallen into the pit had it not been for her upper half clinging onto the good and mostly solid portions of the platform.  "shit! shit! fuck!"  her legs flailed, her paws digging into the wood as she attempted to claw her way back onto the bridge. andrea managed to do so in her frantic rush, breathing heavily as she proceeded to simply bolt toward the split pathways. the female peered over her shoulder at her team, uncertain.  "b-be careful, yah hear? look out fer soft spots," she panted. the dark digimon's gaze shifted toward the paths, a puzzled expression now twisting at facial features. "ah... huh." the spirit user peered down at the left pathway, scowling at the filth and stench that originated from it.   nothin's ever easy, she thought.  [ passive ability ; DETECT - gazimon is sensitive toward any presence that might be located directly below their feet. the slight tremors make them aware of whatever may be maneuvering themselves. anything that resides within a ten yards radius underneath a solid surface will be immediately noticed. [ ailment ; filth - slight speed decrease - two ]  [ cool down in effect ; paralyzing breath - zero ]  [ attacks ; PARALYZING BREATH - they are enabled the ability to spew gaseous breath that can potentially and temporarily clog up and irritate ones sense of smell or vision. requires a one post cool down. CLAW MARK - they wield their claws effectively, swiping toward their target in hopes of inflicting bodily harm. PITFALL - they claw at the earth, crafting a pit that can potentially trap smaller prey or hamper larger bodies. because of the high investment of energy needed in order to complete one hole it requires a two post cool down after a single pit is completed. ]  [attr="class","smdtags"]- - - ■ Angeli @kiyo Leyton Thomson  ■

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[attr="class","cred"]VEL OF WW + GS

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MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING

FEEL LIKE I AM HUMAN

Angeli ANDREA B. BELMONT Leyton Thomson Health: 95% Status: Slight Injured Passive: Torpid Body Upon contact, releases a sleeping gas that reduces movement speed. Is immune to any form of mind-alteration, or sleep-related abilities, but heavy resistance from champion abilities of the same effect. These toxins last for one post, on a 10-meter radius, and needs to build up again for 2 posts. Move Used: Sleep Paralyses (CD: 2 turns)

This place just kept getting more and more intense as things went on. The Numemon was defeated, nothing but a useless shell of data now. It was something he left alone; he wasn't a killer, hopefully after it was restored as an egg it would digivolve into something less disgusting. A sigh of relief came from the young teen when Andrea said she was alright. He was worried, she seemed to have gotten the brunt of it all, and it made him feel a bit guilty... even though he shouldn't be. Kiyo's ear twitched and he looked towards the Gazimon, "I"m alright!" He spoke back for reassurance. His ankle was broken, he knew that by the snap he heard before he forced himself to spirit evolve. Thankfully he could walk in this form, but he hated being so small, it made him felt vulnerable even though he was a force to be reckoned with... even at rookie level. "I don't have a choice, unless someone wants to carry me. My ankle's broken, can't walk outside of digimon form." He groaned, and rolled his eyes; something very uncharacteristic for a Tapirmon to be doing. Shortly after he chased after the Gazimon, who began leading the way again. Kiyo was sticking closer to her than he probably should, his caring nature starting to kick in against his own wishes. He only backed up when the arrived what seemed to be a very creaky and clearly rotted wood platform. Kiyo's eyes darted around the area, scanning it carefully. The young male floated closer to the floor and applied pressure to the only good part of ground when she said she was going first. His human spirit was clenching his fists tightly. Instinctively, he jumped and his ears darted forward when the wood gave way underneath the Gazimon. Yet, she got back out and reached the other side fine. It resulted in the Tapirmon releasing a heavy sigh from his throat. "I'll go next." He said boldly, and began floating forward across the bridge. As a Tapirmon he floated just a few inches above the ground naturally, as he had no feet for himself to walk on. So the platform wouldn't give away on him, but he darted around the spots that he believed would give away. As soon as he reached the other side, he gave a small snort, or trumpet, as if he was showing off his lack of difficulties. "I think the path I took is safe... But who knows, I float." He shrugged, only for his eyes to catch sight of their leader staring at something. The male turned around and squinted, flicking his ear slightly. "Jeez, that's awfully atrochious. What a pig-stie."

MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I AM BREATHING

FEEL LIKE I AM HUMAN, AGAIN

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[Angeli]

Angeli would have almost felt sorry for the Numemon if it had not previously ambushed them via tossing it's own shit at them. Satisfyingly, the group's attacks took the poor thing out quite quickly, the spear from her pawn having been a good contribution to it's death. With it's last breath, the mollusk disintergrated into data. Angeli sighed with relief, "I am fine... What a disgusting excuse of a Digimon." Looks like though not everyone was unscathed, Kiyoshi having appeared to have injured himself in his human form. "Another case of the fragility of humans huh?" She'd idly comment, partially understanding that humans were no matter what more fragile than Digimon. Regardlless, her sympathies were towards him. "I do not believe any of us can patch you up right this instance, but we can escort you out to a clinic if that helps." She'd offer, she not the type to ignore her allies' needs. That's just cruel.

Speaking of cruel, there was something that Angeli realized was now an option. This was the first actual Digimon she's ever actually had a hand in killing... and absorbing it's data was now an option. What she was surprised to hear was that 2/3 of her teammates seemed to have no interest in assimilating their foe. "You are passing up on this poor sap's data you two? Even if it once was a disgusting wretch... it's still raw data. Besides, the reason this problem is happening is because these things were left to probagate. It's the right thing to do." The Beast Man Digimon idly would ask the Gazimon and Tapirmon, tilting her head slightly. It was odd to think that Andrea would not have thought about that... Were they not part of the same team here? Ringbound was a group that was not as worried about what others may see as taboo, the act of loading a deleted Digimon's data into yourself not even coming close to the worst thing one could possible do she imagined.

She glanced towards both the Kotemon, curious to see if they would take any of the fresh data for him. Would he really have the stomach? She'd honestly have been more empathetic towards their victim if they were not already such a disgusting slime ball. She had no mercy for the deleted slug. Based on if any of them change their minds, Angeli would either absorb some of the data or all of it, preferring for none to go to waste... even if it WERE garbage data. This was the first time she has ever done this to an individual... and frankly, Angeli did not feel much different. Then again, that thing died so pathetically to a bunch of Rookies.

With the pest now out of their way, they were able to descend deeper down the sewer, though the conditions grew more horrid. Angeli took careful care to minimize as much of her exposure to the crude substances on the rundown wooden platform they were now talking on. "Ugh. The things down here are worse than I thought. Do they truly do not care for where they shit down here?!" She'd angrily say aloud, not at all amused by the circumstances that led to this path made so treacherous. Despite her frustrations with their enviroment, Angeli was aware enough to know that this was still dangerous ground they were treading... Something that Andrea almost proved to them. Thankfully, the Gazimon pulled herself back up, Angeli giving her a reassuring pat on the back. That was close... she'd have hate to have fell into that water herself. "Are you okay dear? After this is all over and done with, I propose we get ourselves cleaned up. It could be a lil' girls night kind of deal if you know what I mean." She'd say, a bit of a kind smile on her face... a rarity it seemed nowadays. She really would have not minded that idea... after all, girls had to stick together ya know?

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Angeli
Condition: Healthy
Current Form: Chromiamon (Rookie level)

Passive
- Brilliance - Each time Chromiamon uses an attack, she builds up a charge. On reaching 3 charges (max), Chromiamon can spend these charges to use two attacks that do not build charges this turn.

2/3 Charges

Status

Crystal Pawn 1 - 1 Posts Left
Gemhancement - Cooldown: Next Post

Filth - 2 Posts left