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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 2:06 pm
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Winds blew lightly against Christian's face, as Omnimon X stood near, releasing massive exerts of power from a sterling white torso, which cooled as the heat from within simmered. "I assume your a bit hot Omnimon, but why now?" Christian questioned quietly as the clicking of the Digivice in hand buzzed in response. Texting females from school was the only thing to do, when waiting for a former Sensei to appear for the first match against the two in about a year, or so.
"Simply because VictoryGreymon, and I were sparring only half-an-hour ago." He replied bitterly as the steam rose from the mid of his arms, and torso. "I obviously won from the two of us, but again you expected so." Omnimon X was the only Digimon of the four, who considered himself the best, but again that was overall potential speaking. VictoryGreymon's prudence, and knowledge in battle prove to be the best, but he commonly allows Omnimon X to be the victor of the two.
"As you claim." He replied in a mutter, which Omnimon X never caught onto. Christian's underground hangar provided the most comfortable area for training. Even for humans. A Gravity Manipulation Chamber, a concept drawn from Dragon Ball Z, but brought to reality from Guilmon, the engineer of the four. Battle Simulator rooms for battle knowledge, and experience, again drawn from fictional concepts, but brought real. Bringing out his Digivice, he viewed the number of hours spent inside the GMC, which had been occupied by Guilmon who was in Imperialdramon Paladin Mode, attempting to push further. Nearly a hundred and seventy four hours. He clicked a button, which automatically opened the doors to the GMC. "No more training my friend, but please excuse yourself to the Sprinting Track." He spoke into the Digivice, which led into the speaker of the GMC.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 2:37 pm
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A portal within Network City opened allowing a hot headed tamer, Marcus, to dash out into the streets as he pressed towards his destination. He remembered scheduling a meeting with his old friend, Christian, but had allowed the other areas of his life to intervene making him late for their arrangement. "Damn that Chemistry class." he said to himself as he mentally cursed the old professor that decided now would be the best time to spring a pop quiz on them. Luckily for him, he was paying attention during that lecture and was able to ace it, but not without having to do page upon page of calculations for a simple answer.
Reaching into his jacket pocket, the tamer fluidly pulled out his digivice and began pressing buttons as he ran through the streets and exited the city. He vaguely remembered where he said that he would meet the tamer for their "meeting" and figured now would be the time to initiate his shortcut strategy. "Projecto: DeathGod, REALIZE!" Pointing his purple and gray digivice iC skyward, a beam of purple energy released and took the form of a noble purple digimon with shining wings. "Oi, Marik... Down here!" he would call as he came to a stop at the city gates.
The beast god digimon, Anubismon, would swoop down to greet him with a smile and would then speak in a tone that suggested high-minded europeon origin. "Good evening, Master Marcus... what ever shall we be doing today?" The digimon would land and would bow to show respect to the only human he'd known to avoid all of his deadly traps.
"Ummm... I can't quite remember, but I think the Martinez Estate." He would reply with an awkward smirk and evident sweat drop.
Marik would also show some irritation in his character's absence mindedness. "Ah, the Martinez estate, I remember it well. Hold on." Placing a heavy hand on his tamer's shoulder, he would chant under his breath and then speak the last word that would have then teleported to their location. "AMEMIT!!!"
Seconds later, there would be a light explosion in front of Christian's place as the two arrived, concealing in a shining pyramid of energy. "We are here."
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-InsertEgoHere- Liger Crew
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 3:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:13 pm
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Gigimon slowly turned towards the gaping door, and watched them enter the house closing the door behind them. He eventually escorted them down stairs, where they met several blockades. A security gate, which was below the estate, and one more check point, which was in front of an elevator. Christian constantly kept this multi-million dollar house heavily guarded, with Knightmon and Centaurmon out front, patrolling the twenty feet high walls, and several other types of reinforcements to keep out thieves, and other enemies. Practically a castle.
The furniture had been transferred from the Real-World, "Dragon" Chairs in the living room, cobblestone surfacing in the kitchen, and other fine furniture found in expensive homes. Several expensive vehicles lay buried, and unused in the Estates' massive underground garage. A few Lamborghini, Mercedes, and other exotic cars could be viewed being tinkered with by Guilmon as he ignored the issue to run on the track for a few hours. In the showcase an Audi R8 lay painted in a candy blue, next too a Gumbert Apollo, which had been painted bright orange. Though everything could be seen by the elevator, which had see through windows (reinforced) to view as the elevator fell to the gym floor.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:41 pm
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Marcus followed hurried after the little gigimon with his school colored tie billowing to the side as he picked up speed. Marik, on the other hand, followed after the two going at a normal pace as opposed to Marcus's more hurried stepping. Both stepped into the house following the tiny digimon as it navigated through the immense building.
"Hey... Gigi, wait for us." He had no time to change out of his school attire, a bit of a change after the trauma that had occurred in the digital world five years ago. However, he still retained some of the physical signs of his over use of dark soul such as the forever black stained right arm and the lines of corruption that went vertically through both of his yes. Some on the inner portions remained, but after the fight with Ogudomon, most of his corruption has been exorcised.
As they walked, Marcus couldn't help but whistle at all the expensive merchandise and furniture that seemed to be lying all over the place. "Wow, now this is way better than that stuffy apartment."
"It does have a certain appeal to it, doesn't it?" "Yeah, but is seems to lack a definition of self. They say home is where the heart is right?" Marcus would look around admiring all the expensive stuff, but feeling as if it were a bit of a facade. "I wonder where his heart is in all of this?" Marcus remembered that Christian was only a young boy living under his parents. No doubt they were the ones that gave him all the things he had here.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:54 pm
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A loud "ding" was made by Gigimon excitedly as doors were opened automatically, and mat placed in front of the elevator said "gym". "Oh Christian!" Gigimon hollered as he scuttled down the hallway, and returned with Christian in nothing, but a simple pair of black shorts, white socks, black shoes, and some armbands. Clearly working out as usual. "Hopefully your walk wasn't to long." He smirked raising his arm in hopes of a hand-shake. "I'm glad we could take some time to catch up." He spoke softly as he biceps flexed a bit, and his caffs shook from the intense work-outs forced upon himself. Though only fourteen, he took the clear body of a man, but only doused by the factor of being a teenager. Hearing a loud crash from down a four sided corridor, Gigimon jumped.
"It must be Veemon practicing in the GMC again." Gigimon sighed as he frolicked off into a corridor specified for weight lifting, and other upper-body purpose exercises. Gigimon Digivolved to Guilmon, and began working his way up to his Mega-form. Working each form out until he moved to the GMC as well.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:03 pm
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-InsertEgoHere- Liger Crew
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 12:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:31 pm
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