Duelists: Witty Banter and Harsh Words

Did the Disclaimer. Drop it.

Ken was confused. And frankly, it was something he didn't like. He had been through it all: anger, hate, love, sadness, everything. At least, he thought so, until he met Misty Waterflower. And now was confusion. How she had known about Wormmon, he didn't know. How she had taken the knowledge without freaking out like all others, he didn't know. And why he felt the way for her that he did, God knows he didn't know. But one thing he did know, the one thing he would never have allowed before, what he feared, and loathed the most, was happening. The Digimon Emperor was re- awakening. and it felt good. _______ $$$$ _______

Had anyone taken the time to look, they would have noticed that Bo was no longer in the Main Room. Had anyone looked, they would have noticed that he did not, in fact, seem to be in the building. And, had anyone decided to walk down an empty hallway, knocking on the walls, they would have found a secret room that only one living person knew about. This was so because those whom helped build the building had an unfortunate accident involving a cliff face, no brakes, and 95 MPH down a steep hill in a locked truck. But that was old news. Currently, a single man, lots of machinery, and a few monsters from all over the world occupied the room. They were there because only one living person was allowed to know about the room. for now. So animals were very well allowed. The man was hunched over a keyboard typing furiously. And by looks of things, he seemed to be downloading and revamping various files that seemed to be reflected on the many screens in the room. Every backspace, comma, and capitalization was copied on each screen. The computer he was currently working on was the master computer, so each file was immediately granted to each connected computer.

If the files were to be read, some people would be very confused. The current file was labeled 'Game Over Program'. In his furious typing and being half asleep, the man didn't notice the paragraph he continued to type, the one that didn't belong. He didn't see the error message that would have come up during the saving of the file, due to both the rubbing of his tired eyes, and clicking the 'yes to all' button to the first prompt. So he didn't know about the system error he had accidentally implemented into his program. And so, by all means, he didn't much care. But, as Bo sat in his chair, absently scratching the head of the Meowth that just jumped onto his lap, he couldn't help but feel a little tingle in the back of his head, the tingle that casually meant trouble. Oh well, it's his bed time.

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The next day was rather uneventful, save for directly after lunch, in which a surprise was released to the peoples of the mansion. Several, lots of them in fact, were going to be sent home by days end. "Yes, I know you are all very shocked at this news. Yes, I know most of you are not very happy about it. But it must be done! I do not have enough machinery for a contest of the immense proportions of this large group." Bo said wearily, as the entire congregation of peoples sat before him, murmuring to each other at the sound of this news. "But fear not," he continued happily, "It will be decided a little later whom should and should not stay in my mansion. Later this evening, you will all be set into smaller groups, and then the first few lucky teams sent in will select a delegate.
This delegate, whomever you should choose, will be sent into the game for an exhibition run with the other delegates. You will all fight using a previous file I made long ago for the battle, so that nobody will be able to hack the program and cheat." He said, and more than a few people looked to the two people in back: Weevil and Izzy. "What?" Izzy asked, looking alarmed. "Weevil," Bo continued quickly, "Please bring me your laptop." He said. He noticed that Weevil was about to protest, so he reacted quickly. "To not do so will send you home now." He flinched at his own words. He was pained to force someone into doing something that was not his or her will, but now was no time to be nice.
With a scowl on their faces, Weevil handed over the laptop to Bo, who slowly accepted. Quickly he dug through a few files, deleting things here and there, until he finally handed over the computer. "Now the backup Floppy disks please." He said, grabbing Weevils shoulder to keep him from leaving Bo's side. Anger apparent on his face, Weevil handed the disks to Bo, whom crushed them like Lay's Potato Chips. "Now the CDs please." Sniggers lifted from the crowd, until Bo turned a fierce look to them all. The CDs were disposed of quickly, and Weevil went quickly to the back of the room. "Now," Bo said, face lowered, "Will you all please follow me." It was command more than question, so everyone lined up single file to follow him. Being in the front of the row, the only person to see the smirk on Bo's face were four people, whom felt it more than saw it. Yugi, Yami, Ryou, and Bakura all shuddered, as an evil presence washed over them, their Millennium Items glowing faintly. Yami and Bakura shared knowing, fearing glances, and Yugi muttered something to Ryou, "There's a spirit in that glove."

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