CHAPTER 2: THE ANSWER

NOTES: Basic Attack Samba Beat Counter (on hit) will be 1.

Deck


BS043 - Element Chameleon
Shifts a single resist/weakness/null of a target Digimon to a chosen affinity (except Absolute). Lasts for 5 turns.

BS059 - Fifth Rush
Hackmon's signature attack. The user attacks with metallic claws, attempting to claw the foe to shreds. Deals low Metal damage and has a low chance of inflicting Wound for 2 turns.

BS066 - Justice Blaster W
Part of the Digimon's body or limb is turned into a giant gun barrel similar to Deputymon. It is capable of firing large metal bullets with surprising accuracy. Inflicts moderate Metal damage but only has two shots. Fades away after 3 turns.

BS080 - Wild Card
A card with no set effect, it capable of mimicking any card in the game, though it is a mystery as to what it will mimic. On use, staff will generate a card, this card's effect becoming that card. Tag a staff member when you use this IC.

BS085 - Nova Flame
Greymon's signature attack. The user launches explosive ball of fire, dealing moderate Fire damage to the target and low Fire damage to anything nearby as splash damage.

BS127 - Metal Wolf Claw
MetalGarurumon's signature attack. Spew a vapour of air at absolute zero, dealing heavy Water damage in melee range at every direction. Enemies weak to Water will be Frozen for three turns.

BS131 - Optimize
Discard 3 cards from your deck. Regain 2 card swipes for the thread.

BS131 - Optimize
Discard 3 cards from your deck. Regain 2 card swipes for the thread.

BS134 - Berenjena W
The user equips Beelzemon's ferocious shotgun. It only possesses two rounds, after the use of which it will immediately dissipate, but each shell deals heavy Dark damage. The resultant explosion deals Dark damage to adjacent targets. Digimon only.

A sigh of relief.

That was how she had felt, upon seeing her bets for the last round, had actually come through. The winnings was quite similar to the first, and a sight she was happy with.

But who wouldn't be? Deciding to bet on someone like the Shinjuku Buster's leader, was rather safe, with how popular the man was, when it came to reputation.

She had no doubt the man would have lasted at least until the third round of the tournament, knowing he wasn't likely to be outbeat, as the host of the event.

What was surprising to see, was that Daichi Kumo fellow, who although did pack quite the power, wasn't really someone she was fully sure would be beaten.

The Nightmare he had been up against, might have came off like a rookie, but surprises did happen.

Much like the alert Masaru had sent to the Tamers network, about one of the competitors dying.

It was tragic, and a sight which she was thankful the Terriermon had been too busy eating, to go and pay attention to what had popped up on her phone.

Quickly scrolling past enough to hide it, the messages that came through involved so many people.

The much more notable ones, had been both the favored combatants of the tournament, and several of those who were considered to be underdogs.

Even regular guests of the events by the sound of it, had gone and shown up. A majority were sympathetic to the event, to the point where they wanted a witch hunt.

There was just so much conflict around, and people spiting the man who was hosting the event in the first place. A sight she very much disliked seeing.

She knew full well that the man wasn't perfect. That he could have been less blunt about his feelings on the matter, rather than just go on and dismiss things.

But both sides involved with trying to pull themselves into affairs like who had murdered that guy, just wasn't the kind of business they were well prepared for.

Things that they shouldn't have to even worry as guests. It was disturbing to know what happened, but nothing they couldn't have just gone and brushed off.

She had stopped looking at the messages, some time ago, although kept herself logged in, to read them later.

At least, assuming one of her fellow Web Troopers, for whatever reason, wouldn't decide to just erase the chat.

She had tried to settle back into the affairs she had came here to experience, which with the Terriermon around, wasn't quite as difficult as it felt.

The Digimon was a bit of a messy eater, and bits of sauce from the yakiniku was around its mouth.

She had carefully wiped it, caressing its bit of chubby cheeks, which had only turned to her scratching the back of its head. The Digimon leaning into it was too endearing. It wouldn't take much to picture that face.

Betting on the semi-finals hadn't taken much long, and she had chosen to solely bet on the Nightmare leader.

He seemed rather too passionate, from the responses he gave to Tenno, not to have gone for him.

So she had waited around this area, until it was almost time to leave, which her Terriermon's hunger would be the one to decide, just when would be enough.

The loudspeakers suddenly blaring however, and the voice of Tenno speaking through it, made an eyebrow raise, as she had picked out the word threat.

Reflexively, her hands had moved towards the case in her jeans, which contained both the deck that she had, and the digivice that made them much more useful.

She was already sorting through the cards, as the man had went on to explain the threat was a Greymon, which she recalled she had one of the Digimon's attacks.

Cards were shuffled around and fanned out, while from the corner of her eye, the Terriermon looked between her and where everyone else had seemed to be.

"Is this Digimon upset?"

"Yes, little one. Though I'm not too sure if we'll face him."

Fanning back together a stack of cards she believed would prove to be beneficial, in the case that they were attacked while evacuating, she had placed the rest of her deck away, and took the Terriermon straight into her arms. They weren't supposed to be apart of this.

She didn't want them to be apart of this. But life just seemed to have other plans. As she walked away from the area, and made her way through the crowd, she could hear the faint sound of static, which seemed ever so loud when it had the chance to go shine.

Pulling out where it seemed to be coming from, a message had came from the device, whose voice must have been their leaders. The news was as pleasant as the Shinjuku Buster's own, and was cut off before their order could be finished. Mobilization where?

She knew it was to gather together, but if it was to fight against that thing, maybe this should have been an order she would refuse for once. Not if it meant having to put her Terriermon into danger it wasn't ready for.

"Fight?"

Her Digimon speaking out once again, as they continued to move through, only reminded her of when she had met that blonde duo. It wasn't an easy feeling, and she found the image of that dead guy, suddenly coming to mind. She didn't respond to the Terriermon.

Not because she didn't want to, but rather because something had caught her eye. Or really, rather someone. Members of the Nightmares seemed to be storming out in mobs, faces looking worried.

Though in a way that was rather significant, as their expressions had that pissed off look to it. She was already wearing her gas mask, and camo uniform, not really taking it off except for a few instances.

These guys didn't seem like they were heading towards where the Busters and others seemed to be, so maybe it was a better idea to follow them around.

Doing so had proven to be rather interesting, and revealing just how disorganized the people could be. But she hadn't been questioned at all, and some of them seemed actually glad to have her around.

Eventually they had stopped, and she had lied witness to the U.S. Champion, apparently having attacked the leader of the Nightmares. But something had to have been off with this guy, to have done this.

Drugs maybe? She wasn't quite sure. All she knew, was that the Terriermon's wish was going to be answered, as she placed the Digimon down onto the ground.

"Okay, we'll do this."

She had finally answered the Terriermon, pulling out the card she knew would likely prove to be useful.

Digimodify.

"Metal Wolf Claw!"

Scanning the card into the digivice, as the Terriermon had ran out, its mouth had shined, before the Digimon had spewed out a vapor of beyond cold air, in hopes of being able to go and hit the enemy Digimon.

She wasn't above trying to freeze the guy too.

MADE BY ★MEULK

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rosaline forced herself to partake in this battle - ignoring that urge to empty the contents of her stomach and return to the safe and secured confines of her home. she instead situated herself upon shaky legs, her mind attempting to grasp the situation as a whole. far too much was happening at once - raw discord having resulted in the appearance of a greymon and 'charlie eagleheart's' ambiguous intentions. she looked to berry for support, soothed by the familiarity of its presence as it forced itself to accompany her despite the apparent danger. 

"we're going to help - as much as we can," she said, a huskiness present in her voice. 

she steeled herself, standing alongside fellow tamers as she eyed their target. it was likely the digital pair possessed a great power and would prove difficult to handle. 

"berry," she said. "go." 

the order was simple, granting the tsukaimon permission to join its fellow digital beasts. 

"putrid fog!" 

a burst of foul gas took leave of the flight-capable mammal, the recoil alone causing it to roll somewhat clumsily within the air. 

[ PUTRID FOG - belches a burst of foul-smelling gas from its maw that is capable of hitting a single target. the flying clump of dizzying toxin is capable of inflicting tiny dark-affiliated damage to an opponent if it proves successful. there is a tiny chance of it inflicting the status effect of stun [ 90 roll - higher ]. if an opponent is inflicted with this particular brand of misfortune it will last for only a single turn. ]



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