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New Arrivals Digicards On Mario Karts!

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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"I did, I did--" Gravity being gravity, though, Flandre did have to come back down. And she didn't get to celebrate long--she was going to squish the little thing at this rate!

So she wiggled and flailed her wings and hopefully managed not to land on Culumon. But Flandre did land on her side regardless, and the air whooshed out of her lungs with an 'oof' noise.

She'd be okay, really! Just...in a second. She wasn't used to this whole mandatory breathing thing yet.

At this, Culumon jumps up! "Culu~? Did I break her? Culuuuu?" He peers at Flandre, examining her. This is a job for Culumon the Great and Powerful!

...He pokes her face.

At once, Flandre seems to start awake again.

"I'm--!" 'Okay', she meant to finish that with; she wasn't broken!

But instead she was startled and snapped at Culumon's...paw? Hand? Pseudopod? That thing, touching her face. Not that hard, but she did.

"Culu!!!" He yanks his paw away in fear! Humans never tried to bite him before! His ears shrink in and he grabs his paw close, whimpering.

And just like that, that giddy excited feeling vanished. Flandre seems to deflate; rolling over into a crouch still mostly on the floor, hands curled under her shoulders and wings somewhere between clamped to her back and hiding her face. There was fun, and tag and play and--then she ruined it. Again.

"I'm sorry," she mumbles. Talking was a bit hard when you were trying to keep your teeth hidden.

"You scared me."

Oh, she looks so sad. Culumon takes a few tentative steps forward. One, two, three. He tilts his head, tries to peer at her mouth.

"I've never met a human who has fangs."

Flandre blinks--wait, the creature wasn't running away anymore. It was closer, even! And she blinks again when her fangs are brought up.

"Well...I was, once. I guess I had to be. But I'm a vampire now, so..."

She's watching very carefully now, in case Culumon was going to run away again. She hasn't moved from her spot on the floor.

"Oh." He doesn't know what a vampire is. "I thought everyone who came here was a human, culu, hmmmm."

The periodic coughing. Really, Culumon just wishes he'd come in and play too! It's always so lonely when people aren't here to play.

"That's okay! You'll fit in fine, fine! A lot of Digimon have fangs!"

More blinking.

"I don't know what a Digimon is, either. So we're even?"

Flandre folds her wings away and sits up properly, though her hands are still fidgeting nervously. He wasn't running away? He wasn't running away.

"Can...we still play?" She tried not to sound too hopeful; what if they had to leave? But she wasn't doing a very good job at not sounding hopeful.

Now, part of Culumon thought he had to explain about Digimon, then! Right, a lot of humans didn't know, for some reason. But... Well, that's what the talky guy can do! Culumon's here to play.

His ears shoot back out and he spreads his arms wide. "Culu, culu! Of course, vampire-lady!" He reaches out quickly, to tag her back!

Goodness, she sure does recover quickly. The previous unpleasantness seemed just like a memory now, an increasingly distant one--the creature wasn't going to run away now, and his ears had come out again! They looked soft.

Flandre giggles, and reaches back as soon as he tags her like she was going to embrace the little thing in a hug.

Oh no! She's tagging back in a tackle attack?! Culumon can't dodge fast enough, and--

Wait, it's a hug. He likes hugs. Enthusiastic, he hugs back, cooing joyfully.

"Got you again, got you again!" Flandre giggles, squeezing Culumon a little. She likes hugs too!

"Can I touch your ears? They look pretty."

With a grin, he shakes his head, his ears flopping around. But it's not like he can do anything about it, nor is he actively trying to fight her. In fact, he looks rather excited, still laughing and cooing.

Was that a yes...? The ears were waving around in front of her face, now, so she instinctively wanted to catch them--but, the creature was shaking his head. But smiling? And laughing still.

...okay restraint gone. Flandre couldn't help but bat at those ears a bit like a kitten. Lightly, but!

The cooing grows louder and Culumon snuggles into Flandre's chest happily, his ears flopping even more from being batted. Honestly, he thinks he's found his new favorite human here.

...Vampire.

Details! Flandre's giggling intensifies, and she squeezes Culumon some more. She wasn't nearly as strong as normal, though, so there was no risk of accidental breakage. Which was just fine by her! Even though she wasn't consciously acknowledging it yet.

"You're soft!"

And cute and cuddly and nice and pretty. Though there was one thing that kept interrupting the little vampire's thoughts.

"Who's that, coughing? They should drink some water!"

And just like that, Culumon's ears shrink again. "Ohhh... That means you should probably get going... The talky guy has to explain things to you, and you need to get your digivice."

No more playing... Maybe some of the others would be fun too.

Flandre stops batting at his ears when they shrink again, blinking.

"Already? But--I just got here!"

And, and...playtime!

"You've gotta go and meet your partner... There's a Digimon who's been waiting for you, for a long, long time."

And Culumon knows that they all have to go do that eventually. He's just here to welcome them.

This made Flandre frown. A little, at least.

"...are they like you?"

"Culumon is one of a kind, culu!"

"...You're gonna make that Digimon real happy, real happy, your partner's your best friend."

Despite feeling a little sad, Culumon smiles.

...well, it might not be so bad then.

"Can I come back here later to play, though?"

He looks down a little. "I'm s'pposed to stay here, and...the door's all locked up..." But he remains hopeful. "But we'll play again some other day! We will!"

"All by yourself...?"

Oh. She knows how that goes.

...but some of that hope was infectious too. So Flandre didn't feel too terribly sad.

She didn't want to let go of Culumon just yet, though.

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...the happy icon is not appropriate, don't sleep and tag, kids.

Daww

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