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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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[ Well now, this is awkward. There is a young boy, no older than twelve, with some very prominent cat ears and a tail wandering around with his brand new D-Terminal. He holds it with a puzzled look and keeps lightly tugging at the red bandana affixed around his neck (almost as if he's... kneading it?) with his free hand.

Whoever passes him by might end up with a hand clasping to their shirt before they can get much farther and the newbie note on the D-Terminal held up to them. ]

Hey, what does this say? What's going on here?

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[ Instead of going straight to his room assignment (or, well, figuring out where said assignment is), Sissel has decided to follow his nose instead. Being alive again is no easy task, and neither is suddenly turning human!

He's found himself at some kind of noodle stall with delicious smells wafting out of it and places his crossed arms across the spare space on the table, flops his chin on said arms and makes a demand that someone should probably explain isn't how people do things. Terriermon, affixed to his back like some kind of knapsack, seems similarly enthralled by the food and only nods in agreement. ]

Give me some of that, would you? It smells really good.

Edited 2013-06-04 17:51 (UTC)

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."

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[Tomorrow was the big day. Their attack on the giant face. Their first big battle with an army of their own.]

[So waking up in a strange room in a strange place would put a damper on anyone’s mood. And that anyone just so happened to be the redhead storming down the street. Orange sunglasses covered her glare, but anyone nearby can just feel the pulsing coming right off her. Her hand absent mindedly fidgeted with the strap to her rifle, making sure it stays close and on her at all times.]

Which way do I go...? [Her mumbling was cut off at the sudden sound of rustling behind her. She didn’t even need to turn around, she knew exactly what was following her, and it was already making her blood boil.] Stop following me already!

[Fanbeemon stopped dead in his tracks, stubbornly following her orders. This was their third time stopping like this, yet he always followed behind whenever she did start walking again.] Hey! What're you yelling at me for?

[The Digimon was indignant, ad he had every reason to be. But who was ever right or wrong in a misunderstanding.] Don’t give me that. I wake up in some weird room with no idea how I got there with some puffball telling me I'm in a different world and there's no way home? Just try to convince me this isn't some kind of beastman trap.

I told you this when you stormed past me the first time. We're not these beastmen-things, we're Digimon. And it isn't a trap! Didn't you get the memo? You're here because we need you!

Need me for what? Not even that message knows what's going on. This 'world' of yours looks pretty damn peaceful to me. I have somewhere I need to be, and that's where I'm going. I'm done with these games.

Stubborn fatass! I'm trying to tell you the truth and you won't even listen to a word I say. I waited all my life and the person I have to save this world with is an idiot of a human like you?

Stupid bug! [The limit passed, and Yoko flung the gun around her body and into her hands. The weight was nothing to her as she quickly took aim and pulled the trigger-]

It won’t work.

-W-what? [Her eyes widened; the bug was right. She pulled the trigger again and again and again. No way, Leeron just calibrated it. It should be working better than fine.] What did you-

We didn’t do anything to your toy. [Yoko’s brows furrowed and her body quivered, but she didn’t act on it. Fanbeemon was finally getting the audience he was after.] The only way either of us is going to get anywhere is if we work together. That’s why you have that Digivice Yoko. We’re partners and we have to trust eachother.

[Not once did Yoko ever mention her name since she woke up in this place. And, the beastmen only knew of Kamina’s name. Him and Gurren Lagann. She hasn’t seen anyone else from Team Dai-Gurren. So why? Why would they concern themselves with kidnapping a complete nobody alone from a guarded camp? The more she thought about it, the more the pieces didn’t line up.]

[This little beastman- or Digimon. Whatever he calls himself. Yoko didn’t want to trust him, much less have anything to do with him. So what was with this feeling in the pit of her stomach? Why did it feel like he was telling her the truth?]

…This place. What is it really?

[It took a lot of effort, but Shark was finally, finally able to get away from the obnoxious white thing. He had to rebuff the uncountable requests to play by actually physically shoving his hand in Culumon's face and he was able to escape from the Terminal Room without having to play.

But he couldn't do anything about the Digimon that insisted on following him around everywhere. Gotsumon was persistent, like certain people he knew. And no matter what he did, he couldn't shake her (it had taken an hour for her just to get him to stop calling her an "it"). Finally, he resigned himself to accepting and acknowledging her presence.

Shark didn't want to go to the apartments yet. Actually, he intended to put it off as long as possible. So instead, he was going to familiarize himself with the city. Eventually, he finds himself at the marketplace, seated on a picnic table across from Gotsumon.

There's something about Terminal Tokyo that reminds him of Heartland City a little. Perhaps it's because Heartland is a high tech place. Or maybe it's just the general atmosphere, who knows? But any thoughts he has are interrupted by Gotsumon who crosses her arms at him and speaks.]

Familiarize yourself with this place quickly, Ryoga. I won't have a weakling as a partner.

[Shark allows himself to smirk. Slightly.]

Same to you. Don't you dare hold me back. So, tell me, Gotsumon, can Digimon play Duel Monsters?

You mean that silly deck of cards you carry around? Never even heard of it.

I refuse to have a partner who can't duel. Now be quiet and listen.

Ryo- [Gotsumon cuts herself off because...well, she is kind of curious. And the two of them start a conversation on the basics of Duel Monsters as Shark pulls out his deck and starts showing her individual cards.]

[Meruru, having come from a world in which steam power was only just making itself known, naturally is finding all the sights and technology of Terminal Tokyo confusing! Luckily, Palmon is here to help, and the adventurer princess has taken to checking out the city, Palmon riding on her shoulder and giving directions.]

And that way leads to the apartments! You've read up on which one is yours, right, Princess?

How many times do I have to tell you? Just call me 'Meruru'!

This place sure is different from Akibastar.

[ After meeting Lucemon, Yuuko took to walking around. She knew that going to her room and meeting her roommates were important, and probably what she should have done first, but she found herself more captivated by the surrounded city. There was a need to get herself acquainted with her surroundings and the people like her that were taken to help out. What was it called again? "Chosen Children" or something like that?]

Yuuko, just remember to leave enough time to greet your new roommates.

[Meeting Lucemon was quite the event. Personally she thought she'd have gotten a girl, but a boy digimon works too. It would be weird to live in a place where the contract wasn't valid. She couldn't even remember when she had interactions with men that wasn't just hand-shakes or beating them up. Regardless, so far Lucemon seemed pretty okay.]

Understood, Ruumin, but I'm kind of starving. Do you know where food is around here?

I can help you with that-- 'Ruumin'? Did you forget my name is Lucemon?

Of course not! It's a cuter, shorter nickname.

[You know what's more confusing than arriving here? Arriving here just when you thought you were going to be free from repeating the same five days over and over. Lillet's not sure what's going on, really, as she has yet to read the letter fully (her arms are full at the moment with her grimoires), but for now, she's trusting the word of her... partner, as the Digimon referred to herself, Coronamon, as the lion-like Digimon leads the way for Lillet.]

Don't worry! Once you get a chance to set those books down, just read over the letter you got! It'll explain everything you need to know.

[Naoya seems absolutely absorbed in his D-Terminal as he walks around town, with BlackAgumon leading the way. Once in a while, BlackAgumon stops and gestures to one of the buildings, which Naoya studies for a few seconds before nodding and continuing on his way.

Eventually, he closes the D-Terminal and stands quietly in thought before muttering to himself.]

...Hm. It's not like anything I've seen before...

[Will's abruptly found himself in places without any clue how he got there a few times recently, but this is the first time he's ended up in a place he doesn't recognize in the slightest. He's already shaken as he looks around the room, searching for any sign of where he is or why he's there.]

[Receiving his D-Terminal and Digivice is going to have to wait, because Will isn't taking any advice from Culumon, who Will assumes is some new children's toy. Instead, he walks right out of the room, rubbing the bridge of his nose as though it could do something for his headache.]

[But while Culumon was easy to write off as not a living breathing animal, things are different when his partner spots him.]

Will!! Oh, you're here, you're here!

[A ball of white fur barrels into his ankles, warm and soft and very alive. Talking. Animals.]

[If you happen to stumble upon Will, he's currently sitting on the floor with his head in his hands, not moving. Gomamon is laying on his feet, occasionally gently poking at her partner's knees, trying and failing to snap him out of it.]

Flandre had barely stumbled out of the chute...thing and gotten her feet under her, let alone out of the room itself. This dream was strange! But most other thoughts in her mind were rather abruptly shoved aside in the face of this strange creature--Culumon? that was the name--their persistence. Her face lit up in childish glee instead of worry, and she almost seemed like she would start bouncing in place at any moment.

"I do! I do want to play! What are we going to play? Is the person outside going to play with us too? Are they?"

She was processing the rest, honest! It was just a slower process, what with all this excitement going on. The little vampire never passed up a chance to play!

((OOC: Requesting Culumon playtime!))

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The Terminal Room

[around the city]

city | i see what you did there