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Post by Ironshot on Feb 7, 2015 2:42:58 GMT
Celestial Wiccamon BM rolls her eyes and takes off at top speed fully expecting and still annoyed by a vain sounding greeting. "Beelzebumon really should remember to stay near his ride if he Doesn't want me to steal it," Indaramon says in place of a proper greeting. Celestial Wiccamon BM leaps into the air and throws both of her wheels at the Ultimate rank Digimon in a 'Wheel of Elements' attack that misses as Indaramon dodges to a spot just behind where the motorcycle xros would be landing. Unfortunately for the Diva, his face was too close to her rear as she accidentally releases flaming gas strait up his nose. "You'll pay for ruining my beautiful face," Indaramon yells as he goes into a rage and smashes his Treasure Shell into Celestial Wiccamon BM multiple times without pause until the poor Xros is leaking Data from multiple injuries.
"Time to try something new while we wait for Lord Beelzebumon to show up," Celestial Wiccamon BM says with a dark grin as the Xros Loader appears in her right hand with its screen glowing a bright gold color. "EVOLVE!" In a golden flash of Data, half the Xros' injuries vanish as she grows another three feet for a total of thirteen feet in height while bipedal and gains a knee length Gold Digizoid armor sundress. "Celestial Apocalypse," OmniCelestial Wiccamon BM chuckles as she calls down a firestorm in a half mile radius around herself. Watching Indaramon use his shell to keep out of the flames, the Ultra rank Xros sends the Diva flying into the air with a direct hit from a pillar of rock before juggling Indaramon with relatively weak fireballs.
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Post by Bowhead on Feb 7, 2015 8:18:37 GMT
"Tch. Just like Behemoth to show off for the ladies. Going to have to load in a sidecar for him at this rate.".
Diving down from the air, narrowly avoiding the flames as he did so, the demon lord re-absorbed his gun and wrapped both hands around the hilt of his wooden sword. "Didja miss me, you scrawny, vain little maggot?" Beelzebumon growled, swinging the blade in an arc of violet energy downwards towards the head of the unfortunate being with a sickening crunch. The crimson, virus data sprayed outwards from the stump of the digimon's neck as the demon lord landed; flicking the sword to the side to dispose of what data had become attached. "Ellie, feel free to load him. Disgusting, feculent snotwad... you deserved much more a painful, worse a fate. Feel very lucky you will be useful in a small way for once in your miserable existence.".
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Post by Ironshot on Feb 8, 2015 1:16:47 GMT
"Xros Open!" OmniCelestial Wiccamon BM shouts before splitting into her components. (Gold Digizoid plated NeoBehemoth, Gold Digizoid flecked OmniEllementiamon, 6x Gold Digizoid coated variant Super Starmon, and what looks like Ellie with Gold Digizoid prosthetic limbs) "Forget downloading Indaramon's Data to my Loader, he's far too annoying," Ellie says as she returns her Xros Loader to her cloak pocket. She then raises Gold Digizoid claws above her head and slashes down in an attack that scatters what's left of Indaramon's Data.
"Anyone know a good cuss word while we run to a new zone? I don't think we'll last long against an enraged Zhuqiaomon and his remaining Divas," OmniEllementiamon comments as she looks south to see Sandiramon, Pajiramon and the aforementioned Zhuqiamon rapidly approaching. Before anyone can react, Ellie is pierced by Sandiramon's Treasure Lance as well as Light Arrows from Pajiramon's Treasure Bow. Instead of the expected blood however, the injuries leak Data as she struggles to avoid passing out from the force of the Light Arrows.
"Don't look at me. What about you Beelzebumon and NeoBehemoth?" Ellie replies to OmniEllementiamon's question as she props herself up with one arm while blocking more ranged attacks with the Gold Digizoid claws of her other arm.
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Post by Bowhead on Feb 8, 2015 7:19:52 GMT
Jabbing the blade into the ground, Beelzebumon's arm once again became host to the gargantuan laser weapon. "No, you won't. Behemoth, take them to Asgard or indeed, anywhere that isn't here. Consider that a command, I'll handle this." The digimon responded coldly as he stepped forward, wings flared to the sides and a menacing grin upon his face. Unflinchingly he strode towards what would surely be certain death with a short chuckle as he came into speaking range of the Devas and their Patron.
"You know, you lot really leave one wanting when it comes to intelligence. Of all the places for a holy beast to go... did it ever occur to you where you are? This is the deepest of the planes of Hel; so far away from the heavens beneath the roots of Yggdrasil that none of the warmth of love from the gods reach it. Welcome to my trap, you played the roles of pawns admirably. Corona..." He began, the barrel of his weapon tracing a pentagram in the air before splitting open and emitting a crimson energy. "Destroyer! Perish!".
Empowered as he was by being in a realm of western demons and of the Virus type, and weakened as the marauding eastern holy beasts were by the same factor, the resultant blast would forever scar the landscape for a mile in front of the weapon. "Don't fuck with the Lord of the Flies.".
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Post by Ironshot on Feb 9, 2015 0:05:32 GMT
"I have my own way out of here NeoBehemoth, stick close to Beelzebumon," Ellie says as she shrugs off the effects of the Light Arrows. "Reload: Digital Space Shuttle. Zone Transfer: Physical World, Digi-gate Open," she adds, triggering the appearance of her personal spacecraft and a Digital Gate leading out of the zone appear in front of her. Ignoring Beelzebumon's apparent death march, Ellie, OmniEllementiamon, and the Super Starmon pile into the shuttle and pass through the Digi-gate just before it closes. "Download: Super Starmon. I hope we appear in a habitable area of the Physical World," Ellie comments to OmniEllementiamon as the two of them devolve to weaker states. (Human for Ellie, and Rookie rank for Ellementiamon.)
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Post by Bowhead on Feb 9, 2015 4:29:09 GMT
It would be unknown what truly transpired during the battle between Beelzebumon and anything that dared to survive, but the digital world would be destabilized for just a brief moment from whatever powers had been unleashed; shockwaves travelling the servers as Beelzebumon, hanging onto one of Behemoth's tailpipes and trailing data behind himself, materialized into the real world. The motorcycle was clearly not pleased by the state both of them were in, falling sideways onto the Lord's chest as he rested weakly on the ground of a barely habitable moon... four glowing spheres clutched in his claw.
"Works... every time. Until you get killed, anyways. My... wings are killing me. Behemoth... think you can ping that little girl on long-range comms?".
In response, the badly-battered vehicle would begin cycling through channels, sending out distress signals on every frequency it could think of... and that Beelzebumon could. "I... can't die after doing something that damned evil. It was too funny to die for. Even made the drive lag from loading too much information.".
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