Just in Time for the Movies.

[terminalhelpers]

Characters: Everyone! (Only new arrivals are allowed in the Terminal Room)
When: Starting August 4th, 2013
Where: Terminal Room or all over town!
What: An open mingle log for everyone to play in!

Last month, there was no earthquake signalling new arrivals.

That's not a pattern; the ground quakes, the chutes in the Terminal Room activate, and Culumon trembles with excitement. There are so many lonely Digimon that had appeared recently and--finally-- their partners have arrived!

With Chosen disappearing every now and then, fresh faces will be very helpful.

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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[jackoclubs]

[Elecmon opens his mouth to respond, but Kaito interjects before anything can be said]

Anyway, I take it you've been here for a while?

[greatwork]

Long enough, yeah. Why?

[jackoclubs]

Isn't it obvious? The longer you've been here, the more you know. Maybe you can answer some questions for me.

[greatwork]

I would say I know the most out of anyone who isn't one of those "experienced Chosen" brats, but they've all fucked off and gone missing, so fuck them.

Have you read the newbie guide yet? It's a complete crock of badly-organized shit, but it's a starting point.

Re: on the city streets

[fuhrinkaed]

[Most likely it's been stored in an extradimensional space so that it can be later pulled out of--wait. That doesn't work here. Holy poop that is some dexterity.]

[jackoclubs]

[Jerks his thumb towards the D-Terminal that Elecmon is still holding]

Read it right before Bunny took my device and ran off with it. It was a starting point, but it left a lot of questions.

What the heck does "experienced Chosen" mean?

Re: on the city streets

[jackoclubs]

[And with another snap of his fingers, the card reappears and he shuffles it back into the deck]

It takes practice to perfect the skill. But you shouldn't disrespect the art form by introducing spell casting or actual teleportation into the equation.

Re: on the city streets

[fuhrinkaed]

...but I can't do that. My fingers get all stupid and then the card hits someone in the eye.

[Usually me.]

[greatwork]

Some of them have been around the Digital World block a few times, it sounds like. The main one who talks is a brat with a red neckerchief and whines about how in his day they didn't have houses here. Basically, you can recognize them by how useless but holier-than-thou they are. Also, their Digivices are different.

[leaderkun]

[Yu grins, surprisingly bright.]

Now that we're all friendly, have you learned much about why we're here, Arisato-san?

[orphism]

We should head over there then.

[He starts fiddling with his welcome letter.]

Let's see...floor 2, room 9.

[orphism]

Only that we're here to help save this world.

[Something that he says very casually as he lets go of Elecmon's paw.]

I just closed my eyes and then I was here. I wish they at least asked first.

[candeloro]

[Salamon has not yet mastered the concept of 'regret' or 'having Rin talk to anyone Mami is a bad idea']



Do you think you could? Maybe she'll listen to you!

[sonati]

[Watching this curiously......]

Maybe Sonata could help?

I believe you've 'helped' enough for one day.

Re: on the city streets

[jackoclubs]

Then learn until you can do it. You just need a good teacher.

[jackoclubs]

Digi-- [oh, right, that was the strange thing he had received with his D-Terminal. With a grump, he fishes it out of his pocket]

These things? [He holds the Digivice out to her, the device resting in his palm]

Why're they different?

[jackoclubs]

[Kaito lifts a foot and nudges Elecmon gently with it]

Oi, you've got my thingamajiger, check what room I'm in.

Say please!

Do you want to sleep outside tonight?

[The Elecmon sighs]

Rude. . .

[And after a few moments of fiddling with the D-Terminal to check Kaito's room assignment, the Digimon grins]

Well, well! Looks like this was a chance meeting in the street! We're housed on floor 2, room 9, too!

-- eh?

outside the terminal room

[heyloser]

[A weird sight, truly, to see a grown man -- dark-skinned, with bright magenta hair and red eyes that have a faint glow to them -- dressed up in clothing that can only be described as post-apocalyptic, making a noticeable attempt to avoid the Wormmon that's trying to talk to him, side-stepping when it tries to get too close and seemingly ignoring everything it says up until it huffs and says, in a light and feminine voice,]

Misfire, I can't help you if you won't listen to me!

[And finally, Misfire answers,]

Sorry for not wanting to talk to a -- a worm. You know you're a worm, right?

Wormmon!

Yeah that's a bit of a mouthful, I'm just gonna call you a worm. I-I musta just had a bad nip of Energon, this is all one big hallucination and I'm gonna wake up with Spinister's gun in my face because the ceiling in my room's makin' weird noises or something.

Misfire, this is real. [The Wormmon's voice grows softer and a bit more shy.] I-I understand that this might be, um, overwhelming, but you have to trust me, alright?

[Misfire doesn't reply, seemingly having gone back to ignoring her. She sighs, a bit wistfully.]

[zerotosixty]

[Smokescreen still wasn't sure to make of all this. Now that he was outside with his new partner..bird..thing..everything was so much more real.

A part of him was a bit terrified but another part was curious, the scout wanting to explore and figure out what this place had to offer. He knew he needed to see if he could find any of his teammates, by some stroke of luck, but..well..that city was looking pretty interesting..

Beside him, Hawkmon had her wings tucked behind her back, waiting for her partner to do something--anything, only to glance off to the side as she catches movement.

Oh look, some other newcomers.]

Smokescreen. Perhaps you should try and make friends with someone else that's new.

What? [Glancing down at her then towards whatever caught her attention, Smokescreen blinks.] ..I guess I could. But what if this is all just a trick or something?

It's not a trick--haven't you been listening to anything you've been told? This is real!

Re: on the city streets

[fuhrinkaed]

...Well, I've been taught to do weirder. But I mean... yeah! I guess I should try getting more dextrous too, since actual magic doesn't work here.

Re: on the city streets

[jackoclubs]

Sleight-of-hand and stage magic is "actual magic" too, and it works just fine.

So you must be talking about spell casting.

[A magician's stubborn refusal to admit that his magic isn't "actual" magic]

INside the terminal room

[fuckinstoplights]

[Because sometimes, this is just too much for pathetic birds to handle.]

[He hasn't left the room. At least he's out from under the table, but, he hasn't even moved toward the door. What the animal said to him barely registered, in light of the very human hands he saw, when he lifted them to defend himself. When he tried to fly, to get out of the way, nothing happened. He had no wings.]

[Fight-or-Flight mixed with very human adrenaline, and he wedged himself into a corner of the room, decidedly not adapting to this very well, and making no move to do as directed. Either to put his hand on the table or to leave the room.]

[The door is cracked open. He can see some shadow of something moving outside.]

[Which honestly makes him want to stay in here all the more.]

[This isn't what he wanted. This isn't the life he wanted... how is he supposed to be content, to live, like this?]

...

[He'll probably poke his head out eventually, but for the most part, he seems to be trying to scramble further into the corner, away from the shadow lurking on the other side of the door.]

Re: on the city streets

[fuhrinkaed]

Y-yeah, I meant magic as defined by the official Endymion Magical Council from back home.

They don't... really... consider... the sleight-of-hand and stage magic as part of supernatural phenomena. S-sorry.

Re: on the city streets

[jackoclubs]

You have an entire council for that kind of thing?

[He is silently grateful Akako is the only spell casting magic-user he knows back home. Imagine having to deal with a hundred witches or wizards at once]

And that much is okay. Sleight-of-hand isn't a supernatural phenomena. That's what makes it so impressive.

[bigsoftie]

[Boy some people are sure special in this city. Impmon continued playing his game of 'let's see how far we can get from Leatherhead before he catches up'. In the middle of his game, he spotted someone peaking outside the Terminal room.

Some things require a delicate sensitive touch. Impmon lacks that touch. So instead he plops down in front of the door, kicking his feet back and forth, waiting for the awkward newcomer to pope his head back out.

So intent on messing with this guy he completely miss the digimon...or the giant bandaged teen walking towards him.]

Hey buddy, watcha doing?

[Leatherhead immediately pauses to see Impmon...just laying there. God Impmon, you're gonna be the death of him.]

Who are you talking to?