[center][h1][color=lightpink]Akaishi Azumi[/color][/h1]
Location: Gateway
Skills/Items Used: None
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[color=lightpink]"Alright, that's enough fucking Sekiro for the day! Let's wrap up with supas~"[/color] Azumi laughed as she set her controller down, toggling the scene on her OBS recording to her usual background as she leaned back in her chair. She muted her microphone for a second as she took a swig of energy drink from the can on her desk, spinning around briefly. Another good fucking haul today: decent chunk of subs and donos to keep her bank account in the black for a good long while to come. And wasn't that what mattered? The more she took in, the more she wouldn't have to go to college, after all~

[color=lightpink]"Mmmkay, how's about we get started then? I can't wait to see which supa from you absolute freaks makes me want to commit the final yab today~"[/color] A brief, audible cackle. She was playing it up a bit: most of them weren't that bad. Just the usual crowd of other NEETs, with some in on the bit (if it was even really a bit at this point) and some taking it as permission to go all in. And even that wasn't too bad compared to some of the shit she'd looked up for funsies when she was younger. 

[color=lightpink]"Pochiko, thank for the supa-"[/color] She paused, twitching as some sort of light came up in the corner of her vision. And then came the feeling of falling. And the vertigo. When Azumi opened her eyes, it was to the sight of straight out of isekai, if isekai involved demented little twisted creatures and angels like it was some sort of creature collector. 

[color=lightpink]"Ah...huh...?"[/color] Azumi blinked, still rather dazed and confused from the sudden change in scenery. She took in the angel's words, what everyone else around her was saying, thought about it all for a second, and came to a conclusion:

[color=lightpink]"Ohhhh my god, people are gonna think I faked disappearing in the middle of stream for attention!"[/color] She groaned, hands clutching her head in frustration. [color=lightpink]"I'm gonna end up on the fucking hate threads! Shit, shit, shit, I'm so cooked!"[/color]

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[center][h1][color=violet]Vemmon[/color][/h1][/center]

[i]WARNING: DAMAGE CRITICAL. DEVOLUTION.BAT ENGAGED.
LOAD ERROR: FILEPATH CORRUPTED.
DEVOLUTION SEQUENCE CANNOT BE CONTINUED SAFELY.
AUTOREPAIR INITIATED.[/i]

Where was it? Who was it? The creature stirred briefly, seeing little through a haze of pain. Whatever was going on, it knew that this situation should not be. 

[i]ERROR: PROCESS HALTED.
MANUAL OVERRIDE ACTIVATED. DEVOLUTION ENGAGING.

ERROR: INCOMPATIBLE FORM SELECTED. DEVOLUTION TO GREY.MON ABORTED.
ERROR: INCOMPATIBLE FORM SELECTED. DEVOLUTION TO VEE.MON ABORTED.[/i]

It managed to lift its head only slightly as it [i]felt[/i] something around it. Other...presences? It couldn't tell. 

[i]WARNING: FILEPATH CORRUPTED. DEVOLUTION TO...&*#!$.MON ABORTED.[/i]

[color=violet]"Graugh...mrgr..."[/color] It tried to open its mouth. To engage text-to-speech. What came out was a jumble of mishmash. What was it even communicating for? What was there to say?

[i]COMPATIBLE FORM LOADED. DEVOLUTION TO VEM.MON INITIATED.[/i]

The light faded, and what emerged was a horrifically scarred purple lizard-thing, twitching and writhing on the ground as data leaked from azure gashes in its body. If something wasn't done soon, it would suffer the same fate that had just befallen the other poor wretch Dominimon had given final mercy to.