knight_of_the_lake: (You will die by this sword.)
[personal profile] knight_of_the_lake
[The video clicks on to show Lancelot standing in Neon City park, his armor on and his sword in hand. He stares at the camera through his helmet and speaks.]

I am seeking those to practice my skills against. However I wish for nothing to be restrained. We fight with real swords, armor, and our power. I need people who wish to test their might against a Knight of the Round Table. With the announcement of the Paladin, I believe now is the time to hone one's skills.

If you believe you are worthy, come to his location. Sir Rorke.

[And on cue, a location marker is attached.]

Now.

[Locked to Mordred.]

Your training, I am increasing it. Your partner is one of darkness yet I sense no evil within it. You will train with me days and nights. Any free moment must be spent on this endeavor. Once I am finished here, come find me and we shall train. That is an order.

[Lock ends.]

Come. I await my challengers.
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[personal profile] omegabuster
[the video opens on the Dark Area capital. Those who know of the Dark Area would instantly realize two things out of the ordinary... namely, that the foreboding clouds are gone, and two, that Omegamon of all digimon is standing freely in the city]

People of the Digital World. I am Royal Knight Omegamon.

You all may have been aware that the Dark Area has been closed off in these recent months. You may have also been aware that the civil war waging here had been replaced by a conflict of a much grander scale.

Let me tell you all, that all is now well, here.

My Virus Busters and I have now conquered the Dark Area. At long last, the war between the righteous and the profane has come to an end.

Now, the purge begins. I call all who sympathize with us to join our noble cause, in wiping those who are tainted by darkness from this world! For soon, we shall spread our light to all corners of this world!

And for those of you who think to harbor these vermin... know that in doing so, you become our enemies as well.
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[personal profile] doctorwinner
[The video comes on to the face of a young woman in her late twenties/early thirties with bright blue eyes and dark blonde hair. To anyone who knows Quatre, she might actually look a tiny bit familiar, but it’s sort of a ‘blink and you miss it’ familiarity.

She’s staring at the video feed curiously, looking up and down several times as she presses buttons on the comm, testing things out. Amazingly it only takes her a second to realize it’s recording, and she smiles somewhat sheepishly before setting it down, getting a Dorumon in the screen. He looks bored. Very bored. He’s just fiddling with his Rise Bracer.]

So this is recording to the network, correct?

[If she’s asking her digimon, he doesn’t answer, and she seems to assume that’s the case.]

I’m Dr. Irea Winner. I’ve just arrived here, and I was hoping for some assistance. My Dorumon partner has explained quite a bit to me but he mentioned... needing a place to live... I still think you need a name I can call you by...

Yeah, well, that’s not my problem.

Mnn... but it is a problem... so...
Ah, I know! Tenyen.

... Tenyen?

Yes.

[Irea smiles brightly, looking perfectly content with this. “Tenyen” blinks, stares, then shrugs and goes back to fiddling with his Rise Bracer. Irea turns back to her video.]

Anyway, as I was saying, any help finding a place to live or even stay for the night would be very welcome. Thank you.


[click]
duomaxwell: (cheeky bastard)
[personal profile] duomaxwell
[Duo is standing in the front area of the tea shop in his usual uniform, and he seems to have something in his hands.

No, wait.

Not something.

Someone.

In one hand is a chibi-fied Suoh Takumura, and the other a chibi-fied Kentarou Higashikunimaru. Suoh is being held by the back of his tiny collar, tiny hands over his face as he shakes his head. If his face was any redder, it'd be glowing, and he's slightly wet and stained in what appears to be coffee. Kentarou on the other hand is in a tiny version of his work uniform, clinging to Duo's hand for dear life while looking down, absolutely terrified. Luckily both of them didn't suffer the clothing fate that poor Akira did earlier.]

This is mortifying...

Don't drop me don'tdropmedon'tdropme...

Shush, I'm not gonna drop you...

'ey! Quatre! Takeshi! I think these belong to you two?

don'tdropmedon'tdropme...

Duo! D-don't put it like that! I may be small but I'm not a toy! Put me down this instant, I can stand just fine on my own!

[Duo just snickers, giving Suoh a little wiggle that makes him tense up for a moment, flipping himself on to the back of Duo's hand with surprising deftness for a foot tall, super deformed person. Ninja skills, he still has them.]

I will bite you.

Okay, okay, chill! Geez I think your temper got worse...

don'tdropmedon'tdropmedon'tdropmedon'tdropmepleaaaasedon'tdropme...

Ken, calm down, seriously... aaaanyway Suoh here kinda knocked his coffee over on himself when it happened, and Ken isn't exactly gonna be working an oven when he can't reach it, so you guys might wanna come pick your boyto--

Do not say what you're going to.

... boyfriends up. Don't worry, I'll keep 'em safe until you get here.

(ooc: Suoh is blue, Kentarou is red)
warriorswolftail: ([Sokka] reluctant)
[personal profile] warriorswolftail
[People in Neon City might notice that down close to the industrial district (aka that area right before Junk City border that actually has businesses and a population), there is a very noticeable plume of smoke and flames coming up from one of the buildings there. It's sizable enough that there's quite a bit of smoke settling over the near by areas.

And on the network? The source of that fire.

Well, the once-owner of what is now burning down at least. The reason for the fire is long gone, leaving one very upset looking teen in her wake. It's hard to tell how close he is to the proximity of the fire, but it's clear he's still in the area by the smoke and the orange glow behind him. He's not IN the building anymore, thankfully.

He's covered in soot, clothes burned in patches, a very nasty looking wound on the arm that's holding his D-Comm and his chin length hair loose from the usual ponytail he wears it in.

His partner is on his shoulder, looking remorseful and being strangely quiet for once.]

I--... Azula... she--...

[He trails off, not really sure what to say. He rubs at his face with his uninjured hand, smearing the soot even worse around his eyes and cheeks.]

I think I need help...

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