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I cleaned up the sheet and transferred it torhe partner template - Have a look at which parts are missing. You don't need to pick a supermwga level, but given her background, something like a BanchoJellymon would make a lot of sense :D


Sorry for the wait. I wanted to try and find or create some artwork for BanchoJellymon but couldn't manage it; a short written description will have to do.



That said, what do you lot think, one character each, or do any of you feel like taking on more?


I'm fine with having one main character each, but since you mentioned playing villains for an episode or a small arc in the interest check then maybe we could have the option to run a temporary second character for things like that? Like if someone wants to play an NPC alongside their main for a little while?
Image use in general - Be mindful of small screens and data-limited connection plans. So long as the images are not the height of a sheet of paper and of a size that expends your data limit in a single load, they're OK


In addition to this, I just found out today that apparently Imgur is now completely blocked for all UK users as of a few days ago; meaning people from the UK cannot log in, upload images and even few images hosted on Imgur, including images embedded on third-party sites like this one.

Basically I can't see any of the images in your character profile.

Not sure if this is affecting anyone but me, but if possible could you use alternate image sources?
I'm interested in this. I do feel like having to write both halves of a partnership in RPs like this often leads to people having less time to interact with the other players; it becomes kind of insular, since you need to develop not just two characters but also a relationship between them which takes up a lot of writing effort. So a Digimon RP where you get to focus on one character is appealing.

I'd be down to play the human side of a partnership, but I could also play a wild Digimon if need be. I never watched Frontier, so I wouldn't know what to do with a Spirit Wielder.

I wouldn't mind playing a villainous wild Digimon either, I haven't played a villain for a while, but only if there are enough other players that it won't leave the heroic side feeling thin.
"Forward! Forward! For-!"

The shouted orders were drowned out by a defeaning crash as the battle lines met once more, steel and scale and flesh colliding in a cacophonous manner. Mateo braced himself the last moment, ducking down behind his shield and using his aura to make himself a rock against the tide. The demon that met him head on was crushed against his shield, the weight of the multitude behind it pressing it forward until it's chest caved and it's bones broke on the unmoving steel. The rest of the beleaguered line gave way, the fresh demons overpowering the worn men briefly before both sides settled into their new positions, leaving Mateo stranded several feet deep behind enemy lines and with demons on all sides.

He swung his sword in wide arcs, cutting down as many of the horde as he could by striking at their undefended sides and backs before they realised he was there and managed to clear a scant amount of space for himself. Those in front pushed him back, pressing their dead brethren against his shield, but his retreat was soon cut off as his back met the flanks of other demons who had closed in behind him to fight the line of defenders.

Pushing his aura further, Mateo dug in his feet and managed to hold himself in place so as not to be sandwiched between. He dropped his shield an inch and swung his sword over top of it to decapitate the Orc at the head of the pack, adding more dead weight to the push but making it harder for those further back to pressure him.

Those to either side had begun to notice him however and he soon found blades being pushed towards his ribs for both directions. On his right, his arm dropped and his elbow deflected one blow to skate along his back instead of burying itself in his kidney, but on the left he was undefended and a jagged blade pierced shallowly into the plate and found the gap between his ribs. His sword crossed over his shield arm in an awkward stab that saw the short Wulver bleeding from the throat in return, but this just left him vulnerable to another dagger from the right, this one finding a sliver of opening at his armpit that cut a burning line down the underside of his arm.

Somewhere beyond the lines of houses people were shouting. This was nothing new and had been going on for hours at this point, but the yells had taken on a fresh urgency and faint words that sounded like 'Ships' might have caused a wave of dread to pass through him, had Mateo been cognizant of anything happening outside of the five foot circle that was now his entire existence.

His shield swung to the left to crunch the snout of the next aggressor, the two dead demons finally collapsing to the ground and allowing those behind to climb over them towards him. Mateo was forced to swing and thrust his sword in a constant motion, bare of any technique, to keep the enemies in front and to his right at bay as the edge of his shield was wielded to fend off the creeping blades that seemed to appear at all angles. A sword struck the plate of his sword arm hard, not cutting through but shaking the bones painfully. A spear jabbed at his front, digging into his hip before being swiftly snapped in half before it could run him all the way through. A weight dragged his shield arm down as a Lizardman tried to climb over the damn thing and managed to score a cut across his cheek before being shaken loose.

More hands grabbed at his limbs, looking to pin his sword down, or pull his shield away or even strip the armour from his body as he still fought. He was being mobbed by sheer numbers and even if he had the strength to throw them away, each grab was a fraction of a second where he was unable to react and the demons too full advantage to make shallow cuts and stabs wherever they could. Or worse. A flash of movement to his left saw him leaning his head back instinctively, turning a near fatal thrust through the side of his neck into a scratch along his throat.

Sooner or later their weapons would find something vital, or he would be bled dry drop by drop. The only thing that seemed to be saving him now was that they were all pressed too close together, shoulder to shoulder, chest to chest, in a way that prevented proper form and aim.

He barely even noticed the pillar of golden light that flashed across the sky, nor could he spare the attention to feel a sense of hope at the patriarch's apparent arrival.
"Forward!"

Men on either side of him, their faces different from those he had been standing beside a few minutes ago as the dead were lost underfoot and others stepped forward to fill the gap. More men behind him, pushing him forward in a relentless press that urged the entire front line towards the enemy lest some lose their nerve and this disaster turn into a rout.

He blinked dirt from his eyes and another enemy stood before him. An Orc? A Wulver? Something else? It hardly mattered at this point, it swung at him nonetheless and he pivoted his body to let the claw or weapon pass through empty air. His shoulder locked up for a fraction of a second, but the following thrust was fast enough that it didn't matter as he drove his sword into the soft meat of it's throat and it fell back gurgling to reveal the next behind it.

"Forward!"

They pressed onwards again, creeping forward another few feet as they stepped over bodies both human and demon. None of them were brave or foolish enough to look down and check. Nor did he dare look back and see how few men were available to take his place should he or anyone else fall. Their shield wall advanced, stretching from one side of the wide avenue all the way to the other, those at the edges scraping the bricks with their kites and pauldrons. It was one of the main thoroughfares crossing the city, offering an easy path from the docks to the centre and the demons seemed hellbent on opening that path for their troops. The defenders, in turn, were equally hellbent on not letting them take it and was spilling copious amounts of blood towards that end, though from the sounds of fighting coming both from and the sides and behind them it seemed the demons had found alternate paths to take.

"Forward!"

Mateo has no idea who kept screaming the order to advance. He had lost sight of any sort of commander ages ago and the voice kept changing regardless. From how rough his throat felt, it might even have been him. It bore repeating though; each fresh wave of demons pushed them back precious meters which they then clawed back inch by inch with every shouted order to advance.

Another swing of his leaden arm saw another foe fall and was relieved to see open street behind it for the first time in what felt like hours. The shield wall exhaled audibly, relaxing a fraction of an inch even though they could see the next wave of demons already rushing them for the other end of the avenue. They had blessed seconds to rest before the fighting would begin again and at least this time Mateo could allow himself to use a bit of aura to help clear away the first dozen demons, before he started conserving it again.

"Forward!"

They marched, feet touching cobblestone for the time being as they advanced ahead of the carpet of dead bodies gained as much ground as they could before steel met fang and claw again. Mateo shook some life back into his limbs, wiped the sweat and blood and dirt from his good eye and silently prayed that the man on his right was stalwart enough to compensate for his lack of peripheral vision on that side.


How are character finalizations coming along? If you guys need any help don't hesitate to reach out!


I should just need to find a couple suitable images for their appearance and I'm done. I haven't had much time this week, but I'll get that done and my first post up this weekend.
Probably should have given him Cyberse monsters but...


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