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S A K U Y A M O N ([personal profile] shamanicdata) wrote in [community profile] themainframe2013-06-15 02:36 pm

[event: mario kart]

We come here seeking an audience with the Chosen Children for the good of the Digital World, yet we find them playing in the streets!

Unacceptable. [Sakuyamon, Miko Mode, brandishes her haraegushi. Yep, she's pissed.]

Heed me, Chosen Children, for I will not repeat myself. With me are Petermon and Tinkermon, and they shall be given orders to stop this game at once.

They will enter one of your races, and should they win, these distractions will cease and you will focus your attentions on the villages who have been attacked, and protecting those that soon will be. Should you instead win [a bit of a condescending pause] then you may have your toys back.

Uphold your end of the bargain, Chosen Children, because we will ours. [A wave of her empty hand this time. Let the games begin.]


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[[ooc: MINI-EVENT IS A GO! Petermon and Tinkermon will be entering the Chain Chomp Wheel race-- a battle course, appropriately enough-- so start your engines and get to racing! The race doesn't need to get to completion-- you just have to knock out their balloons. Should the two NPCs have three or less between them, then you win and you can race in Rainbow Road! Good luck!

In addition, if you haven't gotten your Digimon to get to Champion level yet, then feel free to do so now, because you'll need all the help you can get to win.]]
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[personal profile] neverlanddata 2013-06-15 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! Tinkermon! I think someone is afraid!

Good children shouldn't be cursing though. It's against the rules in Never-Ever Land.[It seems to be an afterthought, though he is frowning now.]
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[personal profile] greatwork 2013-06-15 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
Are you trying to bait me with fucking schoolyard tactics?

Oh, no, I'm so frightened of breaking the rules of a place with a fucking retarded name that I'm nowhere near, if that place even exists at all, not to mention I'm not a fucking child you incompetent shitwipe. You don't like it? Fine by me, I haven't even gotten started yet, so why don't you just hand the phone over to the fox and put your hands over your bloody ears so you don't have to deal with it? Problem: Solved.