Meh something will happen like they'll abuse the Bulwark's neutrality or get away at the last second if Verg and Sparks can put up winning fight against them.
Digimon Inheritance: A Heroic Lion's Turbulent Times (Finished)
- Thread starter drexal15
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15th-??? Of Earth: Waking Up & Vorvomon
drexal15
Proud GM
You're not sure how long the darkness holds sway. Time becomes a hazy notion, only interspaced by sudden jolts of pressure and pain. At some point a feeling of hotness envelops your body, which lasts longer(?) which eventually bleeds off.
...
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Sensation… something… touching your… face.
Weak… feeling… can't… hurts...
Your eyelid slowly rises, gradually revealing an alien environment. Deposits of faintly glowing lava provide a scarce source of light, showing freshly cooling rock and...
"Rawr?"
The… rookie(?) tilts its head, staring at you in open curiosity. It makes another questioning sound, then tentatively reaches out with a wing to-
Ack.
-poke your open eye.
On reaction your body flinches… or rather it tries to flinch. Your sluggish muscle tense up, and a cracking sound rumbles through the air, but nothing really moves. The unknown rookie hops back in shock, head lowering down to the ground in a sign of submission. Your ears pick up a barely audible whine from the mon, as it tries to make itself as pathetic looking as possible. It's… just a little amusing.
Zeha… F-focus Verge… what's… body hurts… burnt… can't move… leg...
I fell into… lava? How I was… I was… SaberLeomon, PileVolcamon. They fought… he did something… I got hit… think… its mane... twitched. Spirits, it… did it… shoot its fur?
The thought of using one's coat in such a manner is downright horrifying, in your current condition it takes a few moments for you to get past that despicable realization.
Before that… their battle… there is something… something important. Dia… Diamond Fist.
Your body pulsates again, this time in excitement as the memory comes into focus.
The method he used to channel his spirit… that concentration should have... burst. That technique… the power... I want-must learn it.
Moving takes a deliberate effort, whatever hit you did more than inflict kinetic-based damage. However you drilled through rock as a rookie, even when weakened like this, breaking through a few tons of stone is effortless.
The rookie… Vorvomon whines again, as your arm smashes up through the still warm stone, but you pay it no mind. Your other arm follows, then your head and torso, finally allowing you to get started on a much needed healing spell. Fortunately your bag proves to be intact, kept safe within the confines of your cuirass.
Moving your right leg free proves a more difficult experience. It ignores your command to move, only greeting you with further jolts of pain. You settle for smashing its covering with a couple punches… which confirms your suspicions of what caused your sudden relocation. A single, solitary hair protrudes rigidly from your leg, having pierced straight through the material of your thigh-guard. A quick yank sees it freed, though doing so does nothing for the numb sensation of your leg… neither does the healing field your spell creates a moment later.
Spirits below, this is… just going to take time.
Wrestling back the urge to sigh, you shakily rise up and begin focusing on sensing the party.
…
…
Nothing. No Thresh, No Fonte, No Sparks, your mind can't even pick up PileVolcamon. A concerning fact, but judging by the fact that you can't sense SaberLeomon either, the most likely conclusion you decide is that the attack and ensuing fall must have sent you out of range.
Which is admittedly concerning in of itself given you've picked up energies from great distances before.
I will have to try and find signs of my passage, mayhaps-
Your thoughts are interrupted as a barely audible growl passes through the air, followed by another whine. Surprise wells up in your core, upon realizing what, or rather whom had made both sounds.
It's still present? Interesting, I would have expected a feral this weak to have retreated by now… that growl... It wasn't threatening Verge. Is it… hungry?
The rookie slowly crawls towards you, its big yellow eyes locked onto you in a pleading stare.
Not dignified… but brave. Focus. In this situation I should conserve my food supply, it could be days before I reunite with the others…
"Ra-rawr?" Vorvomon slowly reaches out with its head… then rests its chin on your foot.
…
After a long breath, you fall into a kneeling position and reach into your spatial bag.
===Choose One:
[] Give him a loaf of Travel Bread(™). It's nothing special, but should be filling.
[] Withdraw something a bit more powerful. A portion of your Mihiramon meat shipment.
[] Feed it a little of Leopardmon's *Endurance Supplement*
===AN: And meet a character I was unsure about introducing. Character bloat worries me, but this arc could use a little levity. So behold! VorvoDoggo. Will not necessarily stick around if ya'll don't want him, there'll be a vote for that.
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WAKE
=
Sensation… something… touching your… face.
Weak… feeling… can't… hurts...
Your eyelid slowly rises, gradually revealing an alien environment. Deposits of faintly glowing lava provide a scarce source of light, showing freshly cooling rock and...
"Rawr?"
The… rookie(?) tilts its head, staring at you in open curiosity. It makes another questioning sound, then tentatively reaches out with a wing to-
Ack.
-poke your open eye.
On reaction your body flinches… or rather it tries to flinch. Your sluggish muscle tense up, and a cracking sound rumbles through the air, but nothing really moves. The unknown rookie hops back in shock, head lowering down to the ground in a sign of submission. Your ears pick up a barely audible whine from the mon, as it tries to make itself as pathetic looking as possible. It's… just a little amusing.
Zeha… F-focus Verge… what's… body hurts… burnt… can't move… leg...
I fell into… lava? How I was… I was… SaberLeomon, PileVolcamon. They fought… he did something… I got hit… think… its mane... twitched. Spirits, it… did it… shoot its fur?
The thought of using one's coat in such a manner is downright horrifying, in your current condition it takes a few moments for you to get past that despicable realization.
Before that… their battle… there is something… something important. Dia… Diamond Fist.
Your body pulsates again, this time in excitement as the memory comes into focus.
The method he used to channel his spirit… that concentration should have... burst. That technique… the power... I want-must learn it.
Moving takes a deliberate effort, whatever hit you did more than inflict kinetic-based damage. However you drilled through rock as a rookie, even when weakened like this, breaking through a few tons of stone is effortless.
The rookie… Vorvomon whines again, as your arm smashes up through the still warm stone, but you pay it no mind. Your other arm follows, then your head and torso, finally allowing you to get started on a much needed healing spell. Fortunately your bag proves to be intact, kept safe within the confines of your cuirass.
Moving your right leg free proves a more difficult experience. It ignores your command to move, only greeting you with further jolts of pain. You settle for smashing its covering with a couple punches… which confirms your suspicions of what caused your sudden relocation. A single, solitary hair protrudes rigidly from your leg, having pierced straight through the material of your thigh-guard. A quick yank sees it freed, though doing so does nothing for the numb sensation of your leg… neither does the healing field your spell creates a moment later.
Spirits below, this is… just going to take time.
Wrestling back the urge to sigh, you shakily rise up and begin focusing on sensing the party.
…
…
Nothing. No Thresh, No Fonte, No Sparks, your mind can't even pick up PileVolcamon. A concerning fact, but judging by the fact that you can't sense SaberLeomon either, the most likely conclusion you decide is that the attack and ensuing fall must have sent you out of range.
Which is admittedly concerning in of itself given you've picked up energies from great distances before.
I will have to try and find signs of my passage, mayhaps-
Your thoughts are interrupted as a barely audible growl passes through the air, followed by another whine. Surprise wells up in your core, upon realizing what, or rather whom had made both sounds.
It's still present? Interesting, I would have expected a feral this weak to have retreated by now… that growl... It wasn't threatening Verge. Is it… hungry?
The rookie slowly crawls towards you, its big yellow eyes locked onto you in a pleading stare.
Not dignified… but brave. Focus. In this situation I should conserve my food supply, it could be days before I reunite with the others…
"Ra-rawr?" Vorvomon slowly reaches out with its head… then rests its chin on your foot.
…
After a long breath, you fall into a kneeling position and reach into your spatial bag.
===Choose One:
[] Give him a loaf of Travel Bread(™). It's nothing special, but should be filling.
[] Withdraw something a bit more powerful. A portion of your Mihiramon meat shipment.
[] Feed it a little of Leopardmon's *Endurance Supplement*
===AN: And meet a character I was unsure about introducing. Character bloat worries me, but this arc could use a little levity. So behold! VorvoDoggo. Will not necessarily stick around if ya'll don't want him, there'll be a vote for that.
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GwaedDraig
Crazed Gun-dino
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- Breadcrumbs and Beaver spit
[X] Withdraw something a bit more powerful. A portion of your Mihiramon meat shipment.
Well hello there adorable apocalypse dragon, what are you doing outside of your sealed cavern system?
Well hello there adorable apocalypse dragon, what are you doing outside of your sealed cavern system?
drexal15
Proud GM
Hehehe,
Then they will learn the horror that is trying to rules-lawyer around/against Sparks. And that is a battle even Megas would have trouble winning.
I want him, I want him right now. As for character bloat I wouldn't worry about it too much considering Verg has A just moved factions and thus will have to establish some more bonds and B if this is anything like ironside then it's something which would fit Verg.
[X] Withdraw something a bit more powerful. A portion of your Mihiramon meat shipment.
You see I am unsure what is exactly best but I figure a feral rookie is going to like actual meat more then a supplement.
[X] Withdraw something a bit more powerful. A portion of your Mihiramon meat shipment.
You see I am unsure what is exactly best but I figure a feral rookie is going to like actual meat more then a supplement.
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So if we do take him where is he gonna sit on Verg? Also how much of an explanation are we gonna have to give to the fact we adopted a feral rookie if we decide to take him?
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- He/Him
[X] Give him a loaf of Travel Bread(™). It's nothing special, but should be filling.
Vanargand
So tired.....
It's a feral rookie living in the Flux Mountains
That is several levels of 'what the actual fuck'
Unless it has a Mega Mom overwatching it and Vorvomon left the nest to see what the ruckus was about
drexal15
Proud GM
Flux mountains has its own ecosystem and trees of rebirth. The casualty rate is just much, much higher than normal.
I mean just cause you're a mega doesn't mean your good at rules-lawyering, how bad can it be to go against Sparks.
Part of me is somewhat hoping he's resistant to her charm affects so she'll spend all this time trying to get him to adore her and not realise all it would take is feeding him so good food.
Meh just hope none of our family we are currently in contact with are the jealous types. Sparks and Thresh probably won't care but I am unsure about how spidy boi will fair.
Part of me wonders if this is actually a test of the 'god incognito' type 
[X] Withdraw something a bit more powerful. A portion of your Mihiramon meat shipment.
[X] Withdraw something a bit more powerful. A portion of your Mihiramon meat shipment.
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Heh, I've been hoping that Verge would get some inspiration from observing a mega level brawler in action!
weakened like this, breaking
Forgot to put a period at the end of the sentence.
He will be lil bro, so they are now higher up on the pecking order and now need to be role models. Something I'm willing to bet most will be fine with, as they do have good jobs after all.
It's lil shit Thresh or rockstar Scourge I worry about, those two will be the "fun" siblings I bet.
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So it looks like Verg has gained a new target now, he wants to learn Diamond fist which is going to be interesting. Mega moves on a ultimate is gonna throw a lot of people through the loop.
I mean Thresh might be a lil shit but he's not gonna hurt him just annoy the dragon doggo, can't tell with Scourge considering I am unsure about the long term effects of those crystals he's been using.
I was more thinking they would try to foster bad habits onto him, since you know math is bad and drugs are good are things I worry about.
I hope the little fella has at least ultimate potential, if I remember right it's champion form can't actually fly and has to crawl very fast everywhere.
Vanargand
So tired.....
I mean its fucking Vorvomon
Anyone who knows what the species is about knows the crazy shit it can get into