New Arrivals Digicards On Mario Karts!

[terminalhelpers]

Characters: Everyone! (Only new arrivals are allowed in the Terminal Room)
When: 3 JUNE 2013
Where: Terminal Room or all over town!
What: An open mingle log for everyone to play in!

Last month had been relatively calm, with only a new Dark Area being found.

But once again, that calm was disrupted.  For the third consecutive time, an earthquake tore through the Digital World. One on the scale of the one that had brought so many of the current Chosen to the Digtal World. Once again, dozens of Chosen were making their way to the Digital World. Destiny was calling once more and so were their partners.  Mayhaps even some of the Choosen that have been here for a while, have predicted this to happen, today.

Every chute in the Terminal Room activated while the small Digimon known as Culumon trembled with excitement. There were so many lonely Digimon that had appeared recently and--finally-- their partners had arrived!


OOC: Feel free to mark your characters in different locations! They can be just arriving in the Terminal Room you read about in the arrival post or anywhere on the map! Also feel free to mark the day for each thread. You can also request to play with Culumon, too! Have fun, guys!

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The Terminal Room

[destinedforrock]

Rarity had opened the D-Terminal and read the message, and stomached it the best she could, and stopped and looked at her strange, short new face in the screen, stomached that, too.

As she felt awkwardly with her new fingers splayed into the frills of her skirt for pockets with one hand and nudged the gadget into one with the other, she attempted to reach her will out to the smaller one, and balked.

"My horn."

She tried again, eyes wide and fixed on the thing - no crystal blue glow. She forced all of her focus onto that little machine, and saw nothing.

"My horn! Ah - you ...dearie... Look at my horn! What do you see?"

"I... see a twisty horn," said the ladybug.

"Just a horn? No... light, no magical glow?"

"No. Just a horn."

"What has this place done to my horn?!" Her hands were grabbing the ladybug's claws - whenever they'd started to do so. "Why - the change in shape I can deal with but I imagined that so long as I still have my horn -- "

"What are you?" The bug did not change expression and from its features couldn't - but its voice, which sounded like a young girl's, was demanding. "You're a Chosen Child. You're all supposed to look like this."

"Well, first of all I am not a child! And second of all, I'm a unicorn - I'm a unicorn! Or I was! For without unicorn magic what in the world am I supposed to call myself?!"

Her voice had gone frantically whinnying without whinnying and her brain was a twister of motion and haze and white noise, and somewhere in it were her needles glowing and looping through the air and slipping through cloth trailing string, mannequins coasting in a ballroom fashion to coordinate display - if she'd been sealed off of everything else that made her a pony then why in the world had she been allowed to keep her horn?

"Let me go, Rarity," said the ladybug. "Humans sure make do."

"Why, no, you don't understand! Without my magic - well! How am I supposed to -" Dead stop. Tone bounce. "You know my name?"

"I've been getting ready for when you'd show up."

Another pause for registration. "Do you have a name?"

The ladybug nodded. "Tentomon, thanks for asking."

Silence as she let her brain settle. Articulation formed of the thought of "destiny."

[marinebiting]

There was another new arrival in the Terminal Room, a human teenager with a mostly purple color scheme. He was leaning against one of the walls, arms crossed and eyes closed, as if he was irritated at the entire situation he was in. Truth be told, he was. Few people would actually appreciate being pulled into another world and being saddled with a companion you would be constantly with for an indefinite period of time.

Shark has had to deal with only two Digimon so far, and already he found the experience tiring. Gotsumon, who was by his side, was tolerable, but Culumon got on his nerves instantly. He sincerely hoped that Digimon did not all act like him. Not that Gotsumon was perfect either. She was aggressive and ambitious, which while were both admirable traits, they were also a bit annoying in their own way.

He was trying to get a handle on the situation - figuring out what he should do next. What options were available to him. And the answer so far, were extremely limited. He couldn't leave. Gotsumon refused to leave him alone, so he was stuck with her. The only choice was to go along with what he's been told.

And then he heard a woman's voice shouting something about horns and unicorns and it sounded like nonsense to him. But that's not what Shark cared about. No, he took issue with something else.

"Hey," he called over to Rarity and Tentomon. "You're being loud."

[destinedforrock]

Rarity dropped her thought and looked over - and scowled with her nostrils flaring.

"Excuse me, but I am in distress! It's bad enough that whatever means brought me here saw fit to change me into this ungainly shape -- no offense of course! It's just cruel that I'd be allowed to keep a horn that's hardly good for anything but looking good!" She rapped her fingers against the horn on her head.

A sigh let the steam out. "Magic is such a convenience, especially to an artist like myself, although I don't suppose you'd know given that you - are - hornless, yourself."

[marinebiting]

Magic? Shark prefers technology. He's not unfamiliar with the concept of magic, it was just that basically everything he's seen that could qualify as magic has brought much grief to him. No one ever uses their magic for mundane things where he comes from. Certainly not for art.

"I didn't know horns were required for magic." What did that woman say she was again? A unicorn? The creature you hear about in stories. But enough about that, he doesn't really care if she's a unicorn, a bicorn, or even a tricorn. "Hands work just fine. Surely you're not so useless you can't survive without magic." As if to make a point, he lifts one of his hands and looks at it as if he were examining it.

The Gotsumon at his side gives him a jab with her elbow and look somewhat apologetic at Rarity.

"Excuse him, his manners are atrocious."

Really, she's more concerned about her new partner causing a scene than anything else.