Solo Tremaine

[COLOR=#503F86][SIZE=1][b]Well, I think this thread's run its course now.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/b]

[COLOR=#503F86]YVD is the best one for Yu-Gi-Oh in my view, as it's made especially for the game itself. The other is Apprentice, which is made for Magic: The Gathering and requires another patch to use. YVD's better to start with- I could never get to grips with Apprentice myself. But you don't need to send you e-mail address off to anyone- it's only your IP number you need to connect to your opponent. The cards are already on the database, so you don't need to send off the details either. Although to get the Japanese cards as well, along with various Premium Pack promos, go to [URL]http://www.deckguru.com.[/URL][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#503F86][SIZE=1][b]Well, if that's everything major then I'll close this. If anyone can think of any more, you can always PM Hiei about it.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/b]

[COLOR=#503F86]Don't forget I use an English spellchecker here, being in the UK ^_~ Which is also why my 'color' is 'colour', lol. But thanks anyway.[/COLOR] [spoiler]Yes, the thing in the tank is a she, but I'm keeping up the suspense for later ^_^; It pays to have a bit of mystery to keep things interesting. Anyway, I'll edit later with Chapter 3.[/spoiler] Chapter 3: Paradise Lost ** * [i]Tsumago- A quiet village in south central Japan, three years after the arrival of the Digimon in the real world? ?That was cool!? ?Yeah! We have to do it again sometime.? The boy grinned, his white hair blowing in the cool night breeze. All around him, the trees on the side of the valleys stood silhouetted against the starry sky. He looked down at his companion, still grinning. The small creature walking by his side smiled back at him. ?You looked good when you were doing all those moves.? The boy swelled with pride. ?Yeah, and I bet you would if you ever got the chance to.? The small creature whirled round excitedly, swinging its blue scaly tail through the air and whipping it against a tree. The bark split and scattered into the darkness. ?Hey, careful Veedramon! Mr Yakumoto wouldn?t like you breaking his trees.? The boy scolded. The dragon digimon looked back at him apologetically. ?Sorry Aidan.? Aidan smiled. ?Hey, it?s alright. Trees are made to withstand things like that. Just don?t-? Veedramon had disappeared. Aidan darted round, searching the darkness for a sign of his partner. ?Veedramon?? he called. He heard a ?snap? behind him. Just as he turned to see what it was, something large and wet clapped around his mouth and a bulky arm wrapped around his neck. He tore at the man?s armour, trying to break free, but the chloroform smell was beginning to make him dizzy. His hands dropped limply to his sides as he felt his body slipping into unconsciousness? ***[/i] Matt slammed his fists down hard on Aidan?s chest. It was like trying to resuscitate a pillow full of cement. But he had to keep trying. Gabumon watched anxiously as he desperately battled to save Aidan?s life. Matt threw his fists onto his chest again and again, each time feeling for a pulse. Still nothing. The rookie digimon stepped forwards to put a paw on Matt?s shoulder when Aidan lurched upwards, a gurgling rasp screeching from his mouth. He rolled over onto his front and coughed water up onto the sand. Rearing his head back, he could feel the air wheezing back into his lungs. Finally, he threw up a second load of water, which splattered noisily onto the ground. They were on a rocky beach somewhere. Thin grey clouds shrouded the sky. Palm trees swayed in the breeze and the water lapped gently at the sandy beach. Above them was a fairly steep cliff face. Gabumon rubbed Aidan?s back to help him. ?Welcome back, Aidan. We thought we?d lost you for a minute there,? he said softly as Aidan vomited a third time. Matt sat wearily down next to him. ?Where?s?Metal?Armadillomon?? he rasped inbetween fits of painfully ejecting the salt water from his lungs. Matt pointed over to a group of trees a few metres away. Breathing heavily, Aidan looked over to where Matt pointed and saw MetalArmadillomon sitting on his own, looking forlorn. Aidan tried to pull himself up, but collapsed from weakness. ?Don?t try and move.? Matt stopped him. ?Your wing?s in bad shape.? Aidan rested on his arms. ?What?happened to the?Haven?? he spluttered. Matt shook his head. ?Gone.? He ran his fingers through his hair. ?I can?t believe they found us. Now we?re all scattered again... It took us years to put Ken?s flying fortress back together?? Gabumon?s head drooped. ?Don?t worry, Matt. We found Sora before. I?m sure we can do it again?? Matt looked doubtful. His sunglasses were cracked and he had seaweed in his hair. Sighing, he stood up and looked around. ?It looks like we may be here a while. I?ll go see if I can find some firewood.? Gabumon rose to help him, but he shook his head. ?You stay here, Gabumon. You need to protect Aidan.? A look of deep concern shadowed Gabumon?s face. ?Are you sure, Matt?? Matt shoved his hand in his pocket and pulled out a revolver. ?I?ll be fine.? Shaking the water from it, he strode off down the beach. * * * Kamagata Naraku cracked his knuckles in frustration. He?d waited too long for news of the digimon?s capture. The commander had failed. Snorting in disgust, he stood up and walked over to one of the walls. A single blue button, unused in years, lay on the wall. He jabbed it hard. The wall opened up to reveal a huge window overlooking a brightly lit laboratory. Naraku squinted through the light- it was the first he?d seen in weeks. Down below was the creature. In a green cryogenics tube she lay dormant, small tubes pumping information to computers with huge monitor screens. She twitched slightly, prompting one of the units to bleep. The researchers jumped and gathered around the computer. Naraku reached for a radio receiver next to the window. ?I don?t want her waking up yet. Make sure she stays sedated.? The scientists immediately ran around the lab, adjusting levers and buttons. Satisfied, Naraku closed the observation window. Darkness filled the room again, and he relaxed slightly. ?They will pay for what they did to this Earth?? He hissed to himself. Suddenly, a shrill beep pierced his ears. He threw the receiver to his ear and barked down it. ?What is it?? ?Sir, we can confirm that the digidestined?s base has been destroyed. There is no sign of the escaped digimon.? Naraku smiled. ?Are you sure there?s nothing left?? ?The base has sunk underwater. If there are any survivors, they won?t make it out.? He slammed the receiver down, a twisted grin spreading across his face. * * * Back on the beach, Aidan was sitting next to Gabumon. The wind had picked up slightly and kept catching his wings, pulling him off balance. He thrust his arms out behind him to keep himself upright. ?You think Matt?s handling things okay?? he asked. Gabumon sighed. ?He should be okay. But? he?s not been the same since T.K went missing. He started isolating himself from me. I?d have lost him if Sora wasn?t there.? ?So what are you going to do?? Gabumon looked deep in thought. ?It reminds me of when we were in that cave during our battle against the Dark Masters... he?s been my partner for twenty-one years, but ever since T.K disappeared he?s been strangely distant?? He stood up objectively and stared down the beach. ?I don?t care what Matt says. I?m not going to leave him alone out there. I am his partner and that means I?m going to be with him no matter what.? ?I?ll be back soon.? Gabumon called back as he ran up the beach, his fur coat blowing in the breeze. ?And besides?? Aidan thought to himself out loud for a moment. ?If this is where I think it is, he could be in more trouble than you know....? He looked over to MetalArmadillomon, who was covering his face with his claws. He looked like he needed cheering up. Slowly, Aidan walked towards him and sat down next to him. MetalArmadillomon did nothing. Feeling awkward, Aidan coughed to try to get his attention. Still nothing. Aidan sighed. ?Hey, you alright?? He asked quietly. MetalArmadillomon removed a claw from his face and scraped the sand with it. ?None of this would have happened if it wasn?t for me. They came after me. Matt would still be with his friends and you wouldn?t have nearly died,? he spat, angry with himself. Aidan shook his head. ?No. That?s not true.? ?Yes it is,? MetalArmadillomon said solemnly. ?They followed me.? A look of curiosity coloured Aidan?s features. ?Why were they following you?? he asked. ?You tell me!? the digimon snapped. ?I?ve been tracked by the humans and digimon my whole life and no-one?s ever explained why. I don?t know why they think I?m so important.? He sank back onto the ground. ?I don?t see it.? Aidan stood up shakily. ?We?ll find out when the time comes. Right now, we have to find Matt and Gabumon.? MetalArmadillomon looked up at him. ?Why?? ?We?re on Midway Island- a research centre set up by the humans to create weapons of biological warfare.? The steel digimon?s eyes widened. ?You serious? Why did you let them go off on their own?? ?Hey!? Aidan hissed. ?You try drowning and see how good you feel after being resuscitated.? He paused, staring at MetalArmadillomon intently. He looked away. The wolf?s eyes were cold, almost unfeeling. ?Now come on.? * * * The wind turned cold. Matt, his thin shirt flapping about in the breeze, shivered slightly. It moved the trees all around him, giving the feeling that he wasn?t alone. He wouldn?t be surprised if he wasn?t. Using the gun to move a large leaf out of his way, he came to a steep bank. The gun cocked, he crept up it. When he reached the top, he was standing on the top of a high rocky mountain, which sloped down to the sea below. He could see several grates littering the mountainside, leading into the rock. Some spewed a fine vapour, which swirled calmly in the breeze. Far down below, behind the edge of the cliff face several hundred metres away, he could see a large black object moving out to sea- a human stealth boat. He couldn?t guess where it might be going to, but that meant there had to be a dock nearby. ?I wonder what they?re doing here?? Matt thought out loud. He took a few steps further to try to get a better look as to where the ship may be headed. Suddenly, a series of mechanical clicks broke the silence on the breeze. A sentry turret shot out of a hatch in the ground and pointed at him, whirling it barrels in preparation to fire. Bullets exploded from it wildly- Matt dived down the bank to avoid getting hit. He could hear the bullets thudding into the ground on the other side. ?Damn!? he growled. ?They?ll be out to find me soon. That?s bound to have raised the alarm.? Jumping to his feet, he ran down the bank to find the others. He had to warn them. As he came past a small waterfall, he heard a mechanical whirring noise and hid behind a large moss-covered rock above it. Several quiet, angry voices were barely audible above the waterfall?s loud splashing. ??where he went?? he heard one say. ?Either we?ve got to pick up a body on the beach or he?s run somewhere into Epsilon quadrant. We?ll find him. It?s not like he?s got anywhere to hide?? Matt waited until they were out of sight, and then swung himself underneath the waterfall. He landed smartly in front of a large metal door. A swipe-card panel was loosely attached to the wall next to it- the moisture had corroded it slightly. He gave it a hard hit with his gun and it burst open, spilling degraded plastic over the floor. He immediately regretted it. The swipe-card mechanism fell off, leaving him with a sparking mesh of wires. ?Izzy, what I would do for your knowledge right now?? * * * Elsewhere, Gabumon was searching for his partner. It was hard to see through the thick undergrowth, and the growing winds made the leaves of the trees rustle noisily, blurring sounds together. Getting a little frustrated, he barged through a thick mesh of green? and came face to face with two angry-looking human guards dressed in camouflage gear. They yelped in shock and charged at him, holding out two frightening-looking electric prods. Gabumon dived between them and shot backwards with his Blue Blaster attack. They collapsed to the ground, stunned, as he sprinted away. He dashed through the undergrowth, branches scratching his arms and whipping his face. As he passed through a clearing, something grabbed him forcefully by the shoulder. He swiped at it with his claws, causing it to give out a horrific howl of pain. It dropped him and he chanced a glance back at what it was. He?d clawed Aidan?s nose. He held it painfully, eyes watering. ?Watch it!? He growled. ?Well, at least we found you.? MetalArmadillomon was smirking slightly. ?Why were you in such a hurry?? Gabumon pulled them down behind the bushes. ?Human guards are out. I think they might have Matt,? he panted. Aidan and MetalArmadillomon looked at each other with equal looks of concern. ?We?ll have to find a way inside.? Aidan muttered, his nose still stinging. MetalArmadillomon nodded, straining his eyes to see through the trees. A glimpse of concrete a few hundred metres away caught his eye. ?Over there.? He curled up into a spiked ball and charged off through the undergrowth. Aidan and Gabumon followed in hot pursuit, Aidan hacking down intervening branches. They pelted through the trees, knocking over two guards and setting off numerous digimon traps as they went. They stopped at a waterfall. Gabumon sniffed the air curiously. ?Matt was here.? He said quickly. A way off behind them, they could hear angry shouts drawing nearer. Aidan looked back and threw up his Light Shield. ?Get into the waterfall,? he said firmly. Obediently, they jumped down through the wall of water and landed in the concrete entrance. A rancid smell of smoking plastic and blood burned their nostrils. On the wall, the fried swipe-card mechanism hung loosely by its wires. The floor was sticky with scarlet. Bullets half-embedded in its frame, the thick metal door was stuck half-open. Gabumon was frozen in fear. Was it Matt?s blood spilled on the floor? Was he still alive? His claws shook nervously. MetalArmadillomon swallowed down his stomach and called to Aidan. ?Aidan, get down here!? He grabbed Gabumon, still paralysed with worry, and hurled him underneath the door. Bullets whizzed through the water and pounded into the walls with loud cracks, sending bits of concrete flying everywhere. More soldiers in camouflage gear appeared from behind the trees opposite and fired their guns at where Aidan was standing. As the bullets ricocheted from his shield, he hovered over the waterfall entrance. This would take perfect timing. The soldiers kept firing relentlessly as more appeared from all directions. Growling, Aidan drew his sword. Over the gunfire, he heard MetalArmadillomon?s concerned cries. He was glad the humans didn?t have his acute hearing, otherwise the digimon would already be dead. He could feel his energy failing him as the shield began to flicker. ?Three?? The bullets kept coming. ?Two?? Two more guards appeared from behind him and opened fire. ?One?? Summoning up his remaining strength, he launched his sword in a spinning flight at a tall tree opposite him. It cut through the trunk with ease and flew right into the next one. The first tree toppled over onto two of the guards. The others stopped firing in surprise. As the sword travelled in an arc, it cut down the trees behind the soldiers. They scattered, frightened for their lives. His sword returned like a boomerang into his waiting claw. Immediately, he dived into the waterfall and under the door. MetalArmadillomon and Gabumon were waiting inside, looking deathly concerned. Aidan threw them a quizzical frown. Shakily, Gabumon pointed over to a bloody mass in the corner of the room. Aidan edged over to it slowly and poked it with his sword. It rolled over and groaned- it was a human soldier. In a state of semi-consciousness, he looked up at Aidan and wailed in fright. Aidan jumped back, sickened. [i]* * * Something was tugging at his skin. He tried moving his arm to catch it. Everything was so much heavier. He didn?t feel well. Groggily, he opened an eye. Something green seeped onto the surface of his eye- it burned. Wincing in pain, he let out a quiet growl. That was his voice? It was so much deeper than he remembered it. Perhaps he was dreaming. He shut his eyes again and tried to fall back to sleep. His whole body hurt. It felt like he?d been rearranged during the night, as if someone had hit him over his entire body, turning it into one gigantic bruise. ?Awake yet?? a muffled voice called. He opened his eye again. This time, the green substance didn?t hurt him. He was in a large glass cylinder, but couldn?t see beyond the cloudy liquid. ?Wheeere? I?? he couldn?t speak properly. His jaw felt numb. The voice laughed. ?Don?t worry, you?ll get used to the changes soon enough. Welcome to your new world.? He could see a purple mist discharging into the top of the tube. Almost immediately, he drifted back to sleep? * * * Crack![/i] Aidan hit the human squarely on the head with the hilt of his sword. He was knocked out instantly; his head flopped back to the floor with a thud. ?He?ll live.? A feeling of disgust shot through MetalArmadillomon. ?How could you do that? He?s a living creature!? Aidan glared at him sternly. ?I didn?t kill him. He?ll be knocked out for a while. When the other humans find him he?ll be easier to deal with. And besides, do you really want him to be attracting attention to us?? MetalArmadillomon looked away, anger stinging his eyes. Aidan looked around. The room was fairly dark- the bulb had been damaged. Light beamed in from the corridor opposite them. At the end was a lift. Aidan nodded forwards. ?This way.? Reluctantly, MetalArmadillomon followed him. Gabumon felt terrible. Plunged into the sea, they?d been thrown onto an island where they were being hunted like game. Matt had disappeared. He could be lost, injured, or worse. He shook his head, trying to erase those thoughts from his mind. But what if he never saw him again? They stepped into the lift, not saying anything to each other. Aidan jabbed the ?door close? button and looked to MetalArmadillomon. ?What?? MetalArmadillomon gritted his teeth. He was trying to think of something to say that wouldn?t result in him yelling. He didn?t have to hit that soldier. He hated humans, but he hated unnecessary cruelty even more. Aidan kneeled down, his wings almost knocking Gabumon over. ?Look?? he started. He didn?t know what to say. He knew he didn?t have to hit the soldier. But he couldn?t help himself. It was like he was programmed to do it. He shuddered. Programmed. He wasn?t a plaything to a sick mind anymore. He could break the programming? he had to. He clenched his jaw, mixed feelings of hurt and anger flowing through him. He stood back up again and opened the doors. Hearing the humans nearing the waterfall entrance outside, he ran back down the corridor and picked up the man carefully. Striding into the lift, he punched a button and the doors skidded shut. MetalArmadillomon looked up at him, his face tired but relieved. ?Thank you.? Slowly, the lift descended into the human?s base? TO BE CONTINUED... [COLOR=#503F86]This is the second to last one one that's revamped and completely finished. The next one just needs touching up and the other one I'm half-way through. I'll keep writing, though ^_^ It might just take a while for the next few to get here.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#503F86]I'm not sure whether this is the case, but if you try and activate it (or anything else like that for that matter, like blogger accounts) while still in Hotmail it won't work. You have to come out of it completely and then sign in from the site itself. It took mine a little while to work anyway. Give it time- as fast as computers are, they aren't perfect.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#503F86]In terms of famous people, I'm the... third cousin once removed of Oxide from Oxide and Neutrino, who did the theme from the first Tomb Raider film. As for intereting historical figures, I'm related to the first bishop of Australia by marriage (not to myself, obviously. i think his surname was Broughton), and my great grandfather imported the very second car into Australia, too. At some point, one of my great grandfathers shook hands with Kaiser Wilhelm too, as he was nearly in a car crash with him. So there we are ^_^[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#503F86]Alaris walked quietly out of the hospital wing, deep in thought. At least he knew what he was fighting for. The 'why' was obvious, and now the 'how','when' and 'where' needed to be sorted out. Adjusting his chest harness, he increased his pace and moved swiftly towards the Elders' chamber. * * * He pounded on the door three times. He'd never say it out loud, but most of the Elders were past their prime, and needed something big to get their attention. The door rumbled open and a Bobcat-guard greeted him. "What do you want?" he hissed, looking less-than-friendly. Alaris straightened himself to look as big as possible before answering. "I'm looking for Ben or Crystal." he said firmly. "Are they here?" "No." The bobcat barked, slamming the door in his face. Alaris pounded on the door again. It swung open. "Can you tell me where they went?" he asked again, holding the door ajar with his claw. The Bobcat stiffened its lips. "Ben disappeared to his living quarters, and the falcon-clone followed the Owl-Elder." He moved to shut the door again, but ALaris flung it fully open with his arm. "Where is the Owl-Elder?" he boomed, getting frustrated. It was bad enough being stuck in the Capital, but being stuck without anyone he knew was even worse. Even Rena would be decent company at the moment. The Bobcat's fist tightened around the handle of his staff. "Elders are located in the upped chambers of the Capital. Now go before I gouge your eyes out!" The door shut with a thunderous boom, sending Alaris staggering backwards. "The upper chambers, then..."[/COLOR]

I've not read the manga, and upon seeing the video case (someone lent it to me), I thought it was at least going to look fairly decent. I was very disappointed, heh. The style is incedibly dated now, as Semjaza said, and I didn't find the story as enjoyable as perhaps it should have been. It was just lacking, really, in my view- there was action, but it didn't really involve you enough to get really interesting. And with only being about 45 minutes long, there's not a huge scope for development anyway.

[COLOR=#503F86]I can't really see the point of this- it seems spammy, save for the question about Bakura's cards, which could probably go in the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=20652]Yu-Gi-Oh CARD Advice Thread[/URL] anyway. He has the Destiny Board and Spirit Messages I,N,A,L; Dark Necrofear, Headless Knight, Dark Sanctuary... I can't think of anything else much. As soon as people can think of any others I'll close this- it doesn't really need to be here.[/COLOR]

That really is amazing, Rhys. He has a great sense of majesty to him, much like a Pharoah should ^_^ The shading's great, as is the shape of his face... I wouldn't worry about a smudging too much with something like that, heh. Very nice indeed ^_^

[COLOR=#503F86]Damn, as soon as I read this thread I went onto MyOtaku. I thought they'd been done already >_

[COLOR=#503F86]OOC: Guys, please listen to Ben. This [i]is[/i] his RPG after all, and so what he says should go [b]without question[/b]. I don't want this to go the way of most Digimon RPGs seem to. It really doesn't take that much to change one post, does it? *sigh* Anyway... ------------------------------------------------------------- The clouds rolled silently overhead, the blue sky breaking through them and spreading sunlight over the hillsides. Aidan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was so calming here. The cool breeze played over his body, he could see the grass shimmering in the wind like waves in the ocean. His long white hair blew about his face, which irritated him slightly. Closing his deep blue eyes, he sat up to move it away. As he went to lie back down again, he noticed something in the sky. It shone brightly as it passed through a gap in the clouds, a metal object catching the sunlight. "Ah, probably just a plane," he muttered to himself. He watched it for a few seconds, idly contemplating what he should do today. The plane wasn't flying. He sat up and strained his eyes to take a closer look. "A meteorite!" he gasped. He leapt to his feet and ran down the hillside to get out of its path. Glancing back upwards, it seemed to have changed direction. It was coming after him. As impossible as it sounded, he didn't want to get caught in the way. He ran back up the hillside to shelter in the copse of trees at the top. As he reached the summit, his foot caught on a clump of tall grass and he crashed to the ground. Rolling onto his back, he saw the meteor shrieking downwards. He shut his eyes, expecting a huge pain to strike his body. Nothing happened. He opened his eyes. A strange glowing object was floating in front of him, bleeping softly. He tentatively reached out to touch it. As his hand clasped around the warm metal casing, he felt its glow subsiding. He finally caught a clear view of what it was. It was a small, watch-like device with a screen and three buttons. He jabbed them carefully, not quite knowing what to do with it. Its smooth metallic purple casing shone brilliantly in the light. He tilted it to see the effect it played on the light. He smiled incredulously. What the heck was it? As he looked at in awe, a figure emerged from the trees behind him...[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#503F86]Hehe, I'm glad you like it ^_^ And thank you for not saying anything Takuya. I appreciate it. Anyway, here's Chapter 2. Not much has changed in this one, but after this some really drastic changes have been made as to how the story unfolds, for those of you that have read it before [Which at the moment is Takuya :p]. [SIZE=1]Note: *** signifies a scene change. It's more obvious in the story format, but since this'll be going on ff.net I'll need to double space everything >_

[COLOR=#503F86][SIZE=1][B]I don't know what the point of this thread is, but if you have something you want to ask someone in particular, please PM them about it rather than clogging up the forum. Thread closed.[/SIZE][/COLOR][/B]

[COLOR=#503F86][SIZE=1][b]If you are in any doubt as to which has been the latest episode, refer to this thread: [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=20196]The Latest Episode of Yu-Gi-Oh[/URL]. Please check existing threads carefully before starting a new one.[/SIZE][/COLOR][/b]

Snodin, I know there's not much to guess, but please make your posts longer than that in future- one word posts are SPAM, as stated in the rules. One number posts even moreso. Anyway, I don't actually know. But I have to moderate in here anyway ^_^;

Okay, here we are with my Digimon fanfic, having considerably revised it and made it a lot better and more interesting to read, heh. Introduction: The story is set twenty-five years after the end of Season 2, a time when the original digidestined should be playing happily with their children in the Digital World. But something has gone very wrong. For twenty years, the world has been in chaos as the borders between the worlds have been ripped apart and humans are fighting a losing battle against the invading Digimon forces, led by a huge and sinister presence known as Thanatomon. The Digidestined are a diminishing party who strive to end the war and bring peace back to the world and repair the damage that has been done... --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [b]Chapter 1: The Shattered World[/b] [i]January 3rd, 2019: The tests are going well. Better than I had expected, in fact. Injecting the bridge serum seems to have countered the initial synthesis rejection, so the bodily structure is slowly regaining itself. All being well, It should be whole within a few days. I can?t be more exact than that- one body differs from another greatly, and it appears this one is less responsive than the first. Still, progress is progress. YN.[/i] The green writing flickered from the screen with a sharp jab of a button. The entry completed, the shadowy figure sat back on his chair and sighed, once again basking in the pitch darkness of the room. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by a piercing ring from the phone on the desk next to him. He wrenched the receiver from its base. ?What is it?? ?One of the subjects has escaped, sir. I?ve sent out a team to recover it.? A grainy voice replied obediently. He slammed the phone back onto the cradle. There had been too many mistakes already. * * * Deep in the Andean Plateau, the eerie sound of klaxons pierced the skies. A massive metal door in the mountainside rumbled open as a huge tank thundered onto the barren ground, hunting for its prey. The creature shrank behind a tall rock, hoping the tank would pass him by. His breathing was ragged, rasping from his dry, painful throat. He could hear the monstrous machine drawing closer. They would be right behind him at any moment. Suddenly, he ran. As soon as he broke from the cover of the rock, he heard the engines roar fiercely as the tank hurtled after him, gun turrets gleaming in the bright sunlight. They fired. Bullets ploughed up the ground to his left and he leapt away in another direction. The tank followed his course hungrily, sharp blades on the front of the vehicle drawing ever closer to his body. ?Oh no?? he gasped, sand drying his mouth. He knew he didn?t have much of a chance against it. His last hope, he thought, would be to roll. The ground began to shake with the impending arrival of the heavy vehicle. Steadying himself, MetalArmadillomon curled up into a spiked ball and cannoned forwards as fast as he could. The hot sand burnt his scales and scratched his skin like sandpaper. Grimacing through the pain, he kept rolling away from the compound. ?Don?t let them take me?? he pleaded to himself. Inside the vehicle, the three humans were enjoying the thrill of the hunt. One, sat in the gun turret, followed the digimon in his sights, stroking the trigger. ?This is the last time you escape, worm.? He growled. Suddenly, the digimon stopped. One of his spikes had broken, sending him crashing into a standing stone. He lay, dazed and exhausted on the ground, too weak to continue. In the compound, the human commander listened intently to the tank?s status. All around him, huge screens showed him the tank?s position on the map. Officers ran frantically around the room, studying each security camera and making sure the site was secure. He stared coldly at the screen. ?Kill it.? ?Gotcha now!? the gunner sneered. The targeting computer bleeped insistently at him. Smiling, he jerked back the trigger. MetalArmadillomon struggled feebly to get to his feet. He felt his insides constrict as he heard the cannons fire. He shut his eyes in fear, hoping they would miss. Suddenly, something crashed into his side and he could feel himself being carried away. A strange feeling swept over MetalArmadillomon, like air rushing past his face. This must be what it?s like to be deleted. Opening his eyes and expecting to see his body dissolving into bits of tiny data, he instead saw a mass of blue and white fur. He strained his neck back to see the tank far below him, getting smaller and smaller. Someone was saving his life. Hurriedly looking up to see who it was, he glimpsed a grey streak shrieking past. MetalArmadillomon?s carrier looped in the air, making him feel sick. He hated flying, he hated heights, but he preferred them to being deleted. He felt dizzy and pushed against the digimon to get some air. "Hold on,? it said calmly. Suddenly, MetalArmadillomon felt them changing direction. He looked up and saw the tank and the desert floor zooming towards him very fast. He drew back in shock. ?What are you doing?? he spluttered fearfully. ?You?ll never get through that armour!? ?Trust me!? The digimon answered back. MetalArmadillomon wished he could, but just held on for dear life instead. Inside the tank, the driver was furious. ?He?s back! Retreat!? The gunner snarled at him. ?No way! I?m going to get him for what these things did!? He aimed the two cannons at the fast-approaching digimon and fired madly. The digimon avoided the projectiles effortlessly and drew a massive sword from the scabbard on his back. It began to glow a bright white. The driver cursed and slammed his foot down on the accelerator. The engine roared loudly, spewing black smoke from its exhausts, and the tank shuddered forwards? but not far enough. ?Aurora Blade!? The digimon took aim with his sword and sliced through two large generators mounted behind the barrels with extreme precision and ease. They sparked madly for a few seconds, then exploded. As the two of them rocketed skywards, MetalArmadillomon held down his stomach contents and smiled uneasily. ?Impressive.? He said queasily. The digimon smiled. ?It?s not over yet.? They pulled up sharply and rocketed skywards. Below them, they could see the crater left by the explosion, a twisted mass of hissing metal in its centre. MetalArmadillomon felt sick. He clenched his eyes shut- he didn?t dare look down, they were so high up. Eventually, they reached the clouds and passed above them. The digimon smiled at him. ?You can open your eyes now. We?re safe.? ?We?re not safe!? ?Yes we are, we?re above the clouds- way out of their range.? ?It?s not that we?re not safe from, it?s the falling down from up here we?re not safe from.? The digimon chuckled. ?Open your eyes. It?s wonderful.? MetalArmadillomon cautiously opened half an eye, and then gazed in amazement at the view spread before him. Miles of white clouds lay below them, and below that were the Andes mountains, looking far more enjoyable from up here. Pillars of cloud flew past them like great sentinels in the sky. The sun shone brightly, giving everything a warm glow. A cold wind was blowing strongly; it felt soothing. ?It is beautiful?? he sighed in wonderment. He shook his head. He could finally get a clear view of his saviour. He was like one he?d never seen before. He was a bipedal wolf with blue and white fur. His huge red dragon wings were spread very wide, quivering in the wind currents. He had muscular arms with leather belts wrapped around them, gripping him tightly, and on his left wrist was a small steel crossbow. Finger-less gloves covered furred hands with gleaming white claws. A red bandanna hug loosely around his neck. Finally, MetalArmadillomon said something. ?Where are we going?? The digimon gestured forwards with his muzzle. ?To a place we call ?The Haven?.? ?You mean we aren?t going to report to HiAndromon?? A look of revulsion flicked across the digimon?s face. ?No. The Digital Continent is full of evil, and HiAndromon?s where most of it comes from.? MetalArmadillomon was confused. ?But? he?s part of the highest command before?? ?I know.? The digimon nodded. ?That?s why we aren?t going there.? Shock spread across MetalArmadillomon?s face. ?You rebelled against the Sentients?? ?No. The Sentients rebelled against humanity and Digimon.? The digimon growled. ?I hate them.? MetalArmadillomon did agree, but was afraid to say anything. They had spies everywhere. ?So? what is The Haven?? he asked, watching a flock of birds fly leisurely underneath them, enjoying the calm of the high altitude. ?It?s a hidden place where we do our best to restore peace to the world. It?s far enough out of reach of the Sentients, and the humans? boats can?t detect us. A lot of the digimon warriors are there.? ?You mean the digidestined?? ?Yes? the ones that are left.? * * * Back in the compound, the commander stood over his desk, the headphones broadcasting lifeless static to his ears. Anger welled up inside him. ?I?hate?digimon?? he hissed through gritted teeth, the rage making his hands shake. ?I?hate?? He raised his fist and slammed it down on the desk, splitting it in two. He pointed madly at a communications officer sat at a desk and yelled at her. ?Get me through to the command centre at Midway!? The communications officer nodded and frantically jabbed at the buttons on her control panel. In a dark room in the command centre at Midway, in the Pacific Ocean, a phone rang tunelessly. Illuminated only by the dim glow of a computer monitor, the darkness seemed to stretch into infinity. Someone picked up the receiver. The commander wasn?t looking forward to this. He breathed in heavily. ?Master Kamagata, I-? ?You?ve lost him, haven?t you?? a voice hissed. The commander froze. ?Sir, if you would let me explain, I can-? Kamagata?s eyes narrowed evilly. ?I don?t care for slack security, commander. See to it that he is returned as soon as possible. The Sentients will be after him soon, and we don?t want them taking him, do we??, he growled. The commander?s voice was wavering. ?Yes, sir. I?ll?send out a recovery team immediately, sir.? ?Good. Have we established where the Haven is?? ?Latest reports indicate it?s just East of our base. ? ?Find it and destroy it. Is that clear? If I hear any more bad news from you, commander, I shall see to it that the monsters tear you apart limb by cursed limb. Do you understand?? Kamagata hissed, clenching his fists. All blood had drained from the commander?s face. He felt sick. He?d never seen the Master, but he?d heard of what happened to insubordinates. ?Yes, sir.? He whispered quietly, putting down the communicator. In the dark room, Kamagata Naraku rubbed his hands together slowly. The digidestined had been alive for far too long, standing in the way of his efforts to swing the war to the humans? favour. The fact that they had Digimon partners alone made them target for extermination. He felt disgusted at the very notion. They weren?t partners. They were parasites. That was why they would be exterminated. He hit a button on the keyboard. The screen hummed electronically, then bleeped as a cryogenics tube came up on screen. It was filled with a hazy green liquid, but inside he could see the distinct features of his creature. They would soon learn that the human race is not so easily defeated. ?Fools.? * * * MetalArmadillomon opened his eyes blearily. He must have fallen asleep. Down below him, he could see the beach. They were steadily descending on the ocean, to what looked like a small island a mile or so out. As they drew nearer, it started to look more familiar. At one end was a small mound-like structure, and next to that was a large metal dome. ?Was? he real, then? The stories were true?? ?Yeah.? The digimon nodded as they came in to land on the dome. He touched down effortlessly and set him down on the ground. ?Still is real. Kenji Ichijoji?? The digimon continued. He drew his sword again and tapped on the dome three times in quick succession. A young man with messy blonde hair opened a circular hatch in the centre of the dome. ?Get inside quickly- a patrol of digimon?s coming this way.? The digimon grabbed MetalArmadillomon and shoved him down the hatch. Keeping a watch on the sky above, he climbed in afterwards, slamming the hatch shut behind him. The inside of the ship was dimly lit. Odd bits of seaweed clung to the metal walls, which had begun to rust. More corridors led off from this one, each looking the same. Small hatchways were embedded in the walls- ventilation ducts and maintenance tunnels. MetalArmadillomon strained his eyes to see through the gloom, following closely behind the winged wolf. The muscular digimon marched through the rusty corridors, his claws clicking on the corroding metal floors. His wings swayed slightly as he walked, shifting his scabbard, which made a sharp metal ?clink? with each step. Eventually, they came to a large door. The two looked back at MetalArmadillomon, nodded to each other and swung open the doors. He couldn?t believe his eyes. A massive brightly-lit blue metal room greeted him, and all around it were loads of humans and digimon sitting together happily- not a hint of malice in the room. To one side, some younger kids were playing with a few battered toys with their digimon. Occasionally, MetalArmadillomon would see a digivice. He?d try to get a closer look at it, but someone would get in the way. The blonde-haired man was talking to the digimon who?d saved him. All around him the room was buzzing. Some of the older people were just sitting and talking, but still looking genuinely happy. Never had he glimpsed such emotion. Matt looked at the digimon sternly. ?Did you find anything?? he asked. He shook his wolfen head. ?No. It wasn?t the right one.? He gave Matt an apologetic look and held his hands behind his back. He wasn?t impressed. ?Did you need to bring back the digimon?? ?They would have killed him otherwise.? He protested, clenching his fist. Matt sighed. They didn?t really need another mouth to feed, but at least they were making progress. ?Alright. But we should drop him off in a safe area as soon as we can. In the meantime, Aidan, I want you to try and remember any other details that you can about the facility, okay?? Aidan nodded sombrely and left the room. In the bridge, Yolei and Ken were sat at the controls. In front of them were masses of monitors and scanners, hurriedly joined together by wires and duct tape. Yolei tweaked a bit of the tape and sighed. ?Not exactly state-of-the-art, is it?? she said lazily, flicking the radar screen. Ken nodded in agreement. ?At least it works. And it?s our only hope at achieving peace.? Yolei was just about to reply when Matt strode into the room. He stood inbetween them. ?How?s it going, guys?? ?We?re good to go!? Yolei said cheerfully. Matt?s face remained stern. ?Aidan rescued a digimon from the Corocoro compound earlier today. If we?re lucky, he?s got at least some clue as to holes in the human security systems.? He said flatly. ?So? do you think we?ll be able to pull it off?? Ken asked apprehensively. Matt?s head lowered. ?That room is full of children. They have no concept of how to battle properly. The only ones here who can deal with this are you two, Sora, Izzy, Aidan and me. And I still don?t trust Aidan yet. That?s not a heavy strike force?? ?How many will we need?? ?I don?t know. It?d take a lot. Much more than what we have.? They all looked solemn. Matt looked ahead at the thick plexi-glass window. Fish had begun swarming around the edges, sucking up plankton. ?Take us out, Yolei,? he ordered, turning to leave. ?We?re heading back to Tokyo.? Ken and Yolei looked at each other with concern. T.K?s absence was obviously still playing on his mind, even after all these years? She slammed the throttle forwards. The entire ship moaned into life, jerking forwards. Slowly, it rose up out of the ocean and into the sky until it disappeared behind the clouds. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Questions, comments? There is more to come, but I'm still working on the later chapters. Don't be afraid to say if there's something you don't like- I'd prefer to know there's something I need to work on, hehe.

Name: Aidan Phoenix Age: 16 Digivice: Purple and blue D3 Crest: Loyalty Description: Aidan has long, white hair in the style of Bakura from Yu-Gi-Oh, and wears black jeans, a blue and white T-shirt and a red bandanna around his neck. On top of that is a black sleevless jacket. he has deep blue eys. Bio: Aidan has always been friendly and outgoing, and is always happy to meet new people. Unfortunately, he is often too quick to trust as a result, and can often end up being taken advantage of. He takes it in his stride though, as he rarely gets angry. He tries his best to help whenever he can. Rookie Digimon: Strabimon Attacks: Light Nail, Light Kick Digivolutions: Instead of Lobomon, I'd like him to change into [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?s=&postid=247367]this guy[/URL], if that's alright. Then digivolve to KendoGarurumon as an Ultimate and MagnaGarurumon as a Mega. Digimon Description: [IMG]http://mz.emuparadise.org/Frontier/Strabimon.jpg[/IMG] Digimon Personality: Strabimon, although friendly like his partner, is not so quick to trust and is fiercely protective over Aidan. He takes great pride in his fighting skills and enjoys showing them off when he can.

OOC: Long character bit: you can skip to the end if you like, heh. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alaris walked slowly into the darkened room, his eyes transfixed by the figure lying underneath the light of the crystal veins. "Hello?" came a soft voice. He stepped closer, trying to recognise who it was. "...Alaris?" the voice called again. Alaris came up to the bedside and knelt next to it, his face entering the blue-white light of the veins. A weak but friendly smile greeted him. "I knew you'd survive." the she-clone sighed. Alaris froze momentarily, then jerked himself back to attention. He could hardly believe that she was here, much less that she was able to pretend to be one of his vanguard. "Rayea? How di-" She silenced him with a finger. Her golden scales shone in the light, and her deep brown eyes glimmered with life. "My brother let me go in his place- 'Necky. He leant me his armour and we padded it out with whatever we could find. That..." she moved some of the bedclothes aside and gestured to a large gash in her side, slowly healing with the same substance Alaris had seen Ben use earlier, although the area around it was still heavily bruised. "... was part of the reason I survived. I'm so happy to see you again." Alaris was happy too, but he still didn't understand. He laid a claw gently onto her hand. "How are you feeling?" "I'll survive. I was only caught by a claw arm, not the sting. Most of the others were killed almost straight away, I was lucky enough to dive into a split in the wall. I wasn't found until after the cave-in, by some scouts." Alaris smiled. "You always did get yourself into some tricky situations. I remember the time you got yourself stuck on top of the pillar in the Youngers' chamber," he said, laughing. She laughed back weakly, stifling a cough. "Oh, you remember that? You were the one who rescued me." Alaris nodded, his cheeks turning red where the scales failed to cover them. He scratched the back of his head nervously, then looked back to her. "Rayea... why did you come? You could have been killed." She gazed deeply into his eyes. "I wanted to show you... I wanted you to see what I could do, to be with you when you led us against the humans." "But-" She placed her finger on his mouth again. "It was worth it. I'd follow you anywhere, Alaris." He swallowed hard. He'd known Rayea for at least seven years now. All that time, he never knew how she felt. Or even how he felt, for that matter. He'd always been popular amongst the females in the clan; he always thought it was to do with him looking like a deluxe version of most of the other male clones: taller, slimmer, heavier armour. 'Adequate inadequacy' was how he saw it. "Rayea..." She said nothing, but simply drew him closer...

[COLOR=#503F86][SIZE=1][B]Okay, I suggest you take a look at the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/forumdisplay.php?s=&forumid=69]OtakuBoards Information Center[/URL]. Read the rules and FAQ carefully, please. As a rule, we generally don't allow these kinds of threads, because they tend to generate SPAM (i.e. short, pointless posts). And I don't think this one will be much different, so I'm going to close it. Try and improve your quality as well please, sterlinggoku. It's quite hard to make out what you're saying. Welcome to the boards, by the way. And also- Aoshi, I appreciate you trying to help, but don't play mod please.[/SIZE][/COLOR][/B]

In which case I'd take out at least one of the Legendary Ocean cards, unless you really want to use them as LP defence with Tornado Wall (seeing as ALOs are treated as 'Umi'). The only water ones you have there are 7 Colored Fish, and you can summon them without any Tributes anyway. So you might as well just switch to Umi *shrugs* Either way, I'd be tempted to reduce their number to two anyway, so you can get some more monsters in or just make your Deck a bit quicker. shadowfire- the only snag I can see is that with Necrovalley, you won't be able to use Monster Reborn, heh. That's only one thing, though, and I don't expect it'll be that big a problem if you have a trap that negates a Field Magic card for one turn (like World Suppression) just in case. EDIT: *reads next post* Oh yes, Suijin ^_^; I missed that. Anyway, glad to be of help.

Normal can really only be used to describe one particular thing at a time. By scientific definition, normal is the range in which the middle half of the selected measured data appears (i.e. those that appear most frequently). And that can apply for people too, but normal will vary greatly depending on what context you're looking at it. Most people don't suddenly climb up telegraph poles singing 'Bat Out of Hell', for example, so those who did wouldn't be considered 'normal' as such; but most people also have hair somewhere on their bodies, so hairless people could also be considered not normal. It doesn't mean that everyone without hair climbs poles and sings Meat Loaf. A norm is a term used for a generalised behaviour which is common amongst a selected group of things or people. So those who do normal things would be normal, but hugely different at the same time. It's not a black and white thing, and neither is better than the other, really.

OOC: I've lost time >_

[COLOR=#503F86]Debris littered the deck of the Predacon warship. Computer screens hung from loose wires, blown apart by the explosion and spurting sparks over the twisted metal flooring. "Status report!" Megatron barked into the dented computer console. "Engines offline. Main thrusters ninety-eight percent damaged. Life-support systems critical. Emergency power minimal. High radiation levels detected. Hull breaches in sections-" [i]SLAM![/i] Megatron hurled his fist down onto the keypad, almost splitting it in two. The Transwarp space must have transported them to an alien world. Could it be... "Tarantulus!" he ordered. "Run a scan for viable lifeforms to assimilate. Once critical repairs have been damaged we must start searching the planet immediately." Picking himself up from underneath a broken piece of sheet metal, the Predacon hopped over to the nearest screen and started analysing the surroudning area. Megatron drummed his metallic fingers on what remained of his command chair. If this was indeed the right place, his plans could come to fruition much quicker than he had expected.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#503F86][SIZE=1][b]Yes, "And why?" would be the operative phrase here... Favourites threads genereally aren't allowed on OB because they lead to poor discusson, and more often than not, SPAM. Hence, I'm going to close this one.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/b]