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*a boy and digimon, black as night, walk into Lady Devi's fortress*

Darket: Um... is this where the new recruits show up?

Negamon: Yeah, we heard the boss was a really hot fuck.
*a lone tigress steps out of the shadows*

Hi. Cowboy is no longer a part of this collection, So I will be in charge under our Mistress now. My name is Sable. That is all you need to know.
*The same cartoonish coyote from before pounces and attaches to Darket and Negamon's legs in a hug, effectively linking them together like manacles.*

Craze E. Coyote: Welcome welcome welcome welcome to the group! I'm your welcoming committee but I'm sure you don't care so here's your customary introductory pamphlets! *hands them each a pamphlet with LadyDevimon looking suggestively dominant with a whip printed on the cover* It includes alllll you need to know about this little organization, and FAQs about wanting a slice of devil lady pie! *cheerily* The answer is no!
*Strolls in looking high and mighty in her adult form and her new evil uniform* Where is The queen? I have a reward. *throws a beaten 18 year old Hikari tied up in ribbons to the ground in front of everyone* I was honestly hoping for more of a challenge from her..

Diva: *Drags in an even more beaten and bound Angewomon* Tch, what do ya expect from a blonde bimbo and her cheap tease of a master? I'm the most powerful and beautiful of all female digimon, even among my own fellow ladydevimon I'm feared and admired! *laughs as she kicks Angewomon*
Craze E: You were honestly expecting a teenage girl to be much of a challenge? *Opens his closet and the bound and gagged forms of Rika, Mimi, Sora, Yolei, Zoe and even Nene and Akari spill out of it, practically naked except for belts tastefully and strategically placed over their privates* I just hit them all with a mallet! *Produces a humorously huge cartoon wooden mallet from behind his back, tipping over from the weight and snickering*
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