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thefolder2013-05-21 04:41 pm
justicealwayswins) wrote in thefolder2013-05-21 04:41 pm
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Who: Kiyotaka Ishimaru (justicealwayswins ) and you?
What: To Oz We Go!
Where: The Northern shore of Cavern Lake
When: Mid-day, 20 May
[If a Digimon falls into a lake from a great height, and nobody else is around to hear, does it make a sound? The answer to that may be debatable in some circles, but there is no denying the uproar when said Digimon's partner crashes into the water a quick moment later, shirtless and screaming, having been swept up in the middle of changing.]
What just happened? What did you do?!
Nothing!
[When Ishimaru agreed to take a break from studying and train with Ryudamon, he didn't say anything about swimming... While he may be learning new things about the mechanics of this world every day and teleportation doesn't seem as far-fetched as it used to, it's clear from the way Ryudamon flounders around to stay afloat that dropping into the middle of a lake wasn't either of their idea.]
Well, we must get to land!
I can't swim...
Very well, I will teach you later! Please, hold on to me- and my clothing!
[Suddenly, Ishimaru lifts a hand out of the water, presenting his slacks and boots to Ryudamon, who takes them with a resigned sigh that causes him to choke on a mouthful of water.]
Ffffft! Why do you need-
[As soon as Ryudamon's claws are on him, Ishimaru sets off at the fastest crawl he can manage, heedless of anything else until they reach the shore. As Ryudamon clambers onto land, shivering and shaking water from himself, Ishimaru catches his breath in the shallows until he can manage to shout off into the forest.]
Hello! Is anybody here?! Good afternoon, we're lost!
Shh! Are you trying to get us attacked?
[He frowns and takes his sodden clothing back, going to hang it up on the closest tree as Ryudamon speaks.]
Not everyone here's going to help you! I don't know how to get back to town, but... maybe we should wait. You know, quietly.
Why? Do people pass by often?
Well, probably not...
[A contemplative look passes over Ishimaru's face, and he starts to clamber up the tree before he yells into the woods, again.]
Would somebody help us? Hey- Please, excuse my state of undress! It was beyond my control! Hello? We are located next to the lake!
[If not found immediately, he'll be here for a while, alternately shouting or debating at a more moderate volume with his Digimon.]
justicealwayswins ) and you?What: To Oz We Go!
Where: The Northern shore of Cavern Lake
When: Mid-day, 20 May
[If a Digimon falls into a lake from a great height, and nobody else is around to hear, does it make a sound? The answer to that may be debatable in some circles, but there is no denying the uproar when said Digimon's partner crashes into the water a quick moment later, shirtless and screaming, having been swept up in the middle of changing.]
What just happened? What did you do?!
Nothing!
[When Ishimaru agreed to take a break from studying and train with Ryudamon, he didn't say anything about swimming... While he may be learning new things about the mechanics of this world every day and teleportation doesn't seem as far-fetched as it used to, it's clear from the way Ryudamon flounders around to stay afloat that dropping into the middle of a lake wasn't either of their idea.]
Well, we must get to land!
I can't swim...
Very well, I will teach you later! Please, hold on to me- and my clothing!
[Suddenly, Ishimaru lifts a hand out of the water, presenting his slacks and boots to Ryudamon, who takes them with a resigned sigh that causes him to choke on a mouthful of water.]
Ffffft! Why do you need-
[As soon as Ryudamon's claws are on him, Ishimaru sets off at the fastest crawl he can manage, heedless of anything else until they reach the shore. As Ryudamon clambers onto land, shivering and shaking water from himself, Ishimaru catches his breath in the shallows until he can manage to shout off into the forest.]
Hello! Is anybody here?! Good afternoon, we're lost!
Shh! Are you trying to get us attacked?
[He frowns and takes his sodden clothing back, going to hang it up on the closest tree as Ryudamon speaks.]
Not everyone here's going to help you! I don't know how to get back to town, but... maybe we should wait. You know, quietly.
Why? Do people pass by often?
Well, probably not...
[A contemplative look passes over Ishimaru's face, and he starts to clamber up the tree before he yells into the woods, again.]
Would somebody help us? Hey- Please, excuse my state of undress! It was beyond my control! Hello? We are located next to the lake!
[If not found immediately, he'll be here for a while, alternately shouting or debating at a more moderate volume with his Digimon.]
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Wow, Terra... I had no idea you could talk to cars!
[She looks expectantly at Ryudamon, who appears to be the Only Sane Mon here. Help her.]
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You can talk to anything... doesn't mean it talks back, though.
Correct! However, if a car doesn't speak, it cannot be rude!
What if it doesn't answer when you say good morning?
[Ishimaru has to think about this one.]
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Yeah, see? Rude! Say thanks, good morning, they do nothing! We really lucked out with the Trailmon here.
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I see. If the distinction is between a simple car that cannot speak, and an advanced one that chooses not to... I feel fortunate to have never met a rude car!
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[And their ride takes this as the signal to talk about everything, so they are now regaled with the drama and excitement of the Trailmon social circle -- who's best friends, who can't stand each other, who's broken up and fought and who's in love--
all with Trailmon.
It...certainly does remind Terra of high school.]
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Exhausting day, so far, but not...awful.]
[ooc: I think I'm running out of steam, would you be okay with wrapping this here? (WOW AMAZINGLY FUN LOG.)]