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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around the city

[candeloro]

[Mami's thoughts are largely jumbled at first.

What stands out the most though, is denial. Denial that this is happening, that she's actually alive again; she had her second chance already- she doesn't deserve a third, not after her failures as a magical girl and teacher.

As she stumbles out of the Terminal Room, a Salamon races to keep up with her, evidently her partner with the way it addresses her.]

W-Wait up, Miss Mami! If you read the letter, it'll explain everything, I promise!

[velveteenmage]

And whump, Mami stumbles head-on into a teenager in green that's not much taller than her. Waver had come to see who else was arriving when he'd felt the earthquake, but at the sudden surprise he'd fallen backwards and nearly landed on the Palmon walking with him.]

I-I'm sorry-- [He stammered out an apology as the plant Digimon gave him an incredulous look, muttering:]

Seriously, she runs into you and you're sorry? You should work on that. [Waver ignored her remarks, getting to his feet and dusting himself off.]

Are you okay? You aren't hurt or anything, are you?

[candeloro]

[Sorry, Waver, Mami will properly apologize later, but for now, she's still trying to process the whole 'being alive again' thing.]

I... I, ah...

Oh, thank goodness! You finally stopped. [And poor Salamon finally catches up to Mami, only to notice Waver and Palmon.] Oh...

[codes]

[ A Salamon? Rin doesn't pay Mami any attention, but instead strolls right up along to the Digimon and points a finger at it. ]

Oh, so you've found yourself a new Chosen already? [ Just a bit mentally unhinged here, huh? ]

[candeloro]

[It's okay, Mami isn't exactly in a state of mind to have coherent conversations at the moment, so poor Salamon is left to be confused by Rin's talk of a 'new' Chosen.]

H-Huh? What do you mean? Miss Mami is my partner!

[velveteenmage]

[Waver and 'people skills' were not exactly synonymous. But he did his best, taking on a cautious tone as gentle as he could manage.]

Hey...it's okay. I know this is a lot to handle, but try to take a deep breath.

[codes]

No, your partner was Haku--[ She cuts herself off before it can finish.

Rin's heard about this before. Hasn't she seen another Lunamon before? ] Er, you're a completely different Digimon, aren't you?

[candeloro]

Um... yes, that's right! I'm sorry, did you know another Salamon? I guess it can get kind of confusing...

[candeloro]

['take a deep breath'.

That's something she shouldn't be able to do but okay, she'll try to compose herself momentarily.]

... I shouldn't be alive.

[velveteenmage]

O...oh. [She wasn't the first to supposedly be dead--hadn't Saber claimed as much as well? But...she was so young that it caught Waver off guard.]

L-listen, er--I know this is going to be hard to believe, but you aren't the only one like that here. Just--if you can, let's try to take things one step at a time, okay? My name's Waver, and this is Palmon.

[He couldn't have been further out of his element if he tried. But she was obviously upset, and there was some flashing neon 'DO SOMETHING' sign going off in Waver's head.]

[codes]

Yeah... My roommate--[ It stings too much to admit that she was her best friend. ]--had one and just recently left. I thought maybe I might find her around, but you don't know her so...

[ Flipping her hair over her shoulder. ] I should leave you and your Chosen.

outside the terminal room

[rustypistons]

Come on, there's so much to do and to see! [Ratchet's trying to keep up with the small mammal that had taken his hand, tugging him with glee along out into the world.

Once the small bear pauses, out in fresh air and sunlight, Ratchet snatches his hand back.] Would you stop for one second?

It can be pretty overwhelming at first...but I'm sure you'll fit in just fine. Like all the others! [But his new partner isn't to the fitting in part yet. He is, in fact, still quite settled into the overwhelmed part. He's not having a heart attack, is he?] Are you...okay?

[Ratchet puts his hands on his knees and takes a few deep, steadying breaths.] No. I'm afraid I am not all right.

...Do you need a doctor?

I am a doc--nevermind.

[robotfightclub]

[Settled in? That's a thing that can happen?

Out on yet another grocery run, because food never seems to stock itself, Arcee has just finished and is finally headed back to her apartment. She wants to get there fast and it shows, trying her best to ignore everything else and focus on her target. Things have been pretty hectic ever since the whole "transported to a power plant out of nowhere" thing and she'd really like to get back on schedule.

Sprocket follows behind her, currently in Bullmon form so their bags of food can dangle off of his horns. Really, for a bull, he's the perfect pack mule.

Now to get past the Main Terminal, which seems busy today for...whatever reason, Arcee doesn't care. It has nothing to do with putting away groceries.]

I really need to find a better mode of transportation...

If only I were BullWheelmon...

[And then, like a flash, Arcee's world exploded the moment she COULD HAVE SWORN she heard someone familiar. She stops dead in her tracks, causing Sprocket to bump into her lightly and look up in surprise.

Stopping, why? Why stopping?]

What's the hold up?!

[Arcee manages to spot the older gentleman who looks like he's having breathing problems. Her spark heart sinks at the sight and she can't help but hurry over. The possibility that Ratchet might not even recognize her doesn't even cross her mind, or even the other possibility that this could be someone else entirely.

Still, she's pretty confident that it's him. Even after being her for months, there's no way she'd forget that voice.]

Ratchet?

[rustypistons]

[What? After Bearmon, how many other people here are going to know his name when he barely even knows himself right now? He blinks, glancing at the approaching woman and her...bag-laden partner.

It's just unnatural to be able to look humans in the face.]

I'm fine. I'm fine, I just-- [No, now his eyes are narrowing. Just the way she said his name. If he was brought here unexpectedly and transformed (ha, if only that were actually funny), what was to say it couldn't happen to others?]

He's just new. [Bearmon's face lights up at the newcomers, though.] Do you two know each other?

[Ratchet stands straighter, looking down at the fellow human. And tries for a smile. He doesn't necessarily succeed--it looks more like a grimace than a smile, but given the situation, hey, at least he's trying.] Yes, I believe so, Bearmon.

[robotfightclub]

[Standing. Standing is good. Arcee wouldn't even know where to begin if he needed serious medical treatment. That, and the fact that he acknowledged they know each other is enough to take a sliver of weight off her shoulders.

As Sprocket finally manages to catch up, his larger body making it a lot harder to weave in between people, he complains like a stubborn child.]

Arcee, come on. I wanna drop this stuff off already--

[His muzzle is instantly grabbed in a successful attempt to shut him up. And yet Arcee's attention remains on Ratchet, she never once looks at the giant bull directly.]

Try to vent air slowly at first. We can go someplace quieter and then I can explain everything. Just... bear with me here.

[...there's a soft glance over at Bearmon.

Um...no pun intended.]

[bigsoftie]

[Leatherhead still needed to catch up with Impmon, who decided to run off without the big guy again. It was a game between the two and Impmon understood that sometimes the big guy liked space.

Impmon scours across the place when he spots Ratchet and the bear. Ugh, what nerds. The digimon realizes the best service he can give to these two is giving them a proper welcome.

By plopping right down in front of them, a sarcastic smirk across his face.]

Uh, yeah he does. He probably needs a shrink.

[rustypistons]

[It's pretty impressive, shutting Bullmon up, given that he's...a big brightly armored bull. Of all things.]

Everything? I very much doubt that. Unless you have a way to explain slipping into a parallel dimension in these bodies, at least in a way that's better than that letter explained. [Arcee can weather his frustration and general wat, he's sure.

Bearmon on the other hand just pats a comforting paw on Ratchet's leg.] It's not that difficult--but maybe I just think that because I'm a Digimon?

[He looks at the bear, who is not helping, at Arcee, at Bullmon, and just...deflates, shoulders sagging and a grumbling sigh crawling out of him.] All right, one thing at a time, before I blow something.

[rustypistons]

[By the Allspark, there's even more of them. Earth had an abundance of strange and unusual life, but most of them didn't talk back.] I think I've been shrunk enough, thank you.

I don't think that's what he means.

[Whatever. Ratchet waves them both aside.] Don't you have anything better to do? I certainly do!

[robotfightclub]

[Arcee gives Ratchet a sympathetic look, knowing very well how he feels. Hell, he's taking things a tinge better than she did. Although she has no way of knowing if he punched Bearmon yet...

Still, she's glad she caught him when she did, she has so much first hand experience to share with him. If she were the envious type, she'd almost be jealous that he even has someone to go over the ropes with him. It's no fun winging it alone, trust her.]

Come on, I have a place all to myself. Nice, quiet, and away from...this.

[She gestures to, well, everything. It's a city full of weird monsters and humans. Nothing is good about this ever.]

Or at least as away as you can get.

[Without anything more, she gives Sprocket a small tug on one of his horns to signal that they're moving now. She's not about to move too fast, there's no need to lose Ratchet as fast as she found him, but she's not going to stand around either.]

[bigsoftie]

Boy, you've got some learning to do.

[Impmon finds the old guy's confusion pretty amusing. He should do that whole confused routine like 24/7.]

Like what? Finding a way out? [Pfff.] Good luck with that, geezer!

[candeloro]

[She's still denial about all of this being real, but if we're going to be introducing ourselves, then...]

Tomoe Mami. [Should she be using western order?] Just... call me Mami.

[velveteenmage]

It's nice to meet you, Mami. I'm sorry this is so difficult for you, but just try to stay calm. I'll help you figure this place out however I can, okay?

[candeloro]

Oh no, you don't have to! Maybe you could help me, actually... [Worst idea ever, Salamon.]

[rustypistons]

I don't know what kind of trouble this world is supposed to be in, but I have worlds of my own to save, thank you very much!

Ratchet--

Even this old rustbucket has a few more things to do before he can even think of relaxing!

Calm down, he's just trying to wind you up!

Well, it's working.

[rustypistons]

[No, he's managed not to punch the fuzzy partner. He might just punch something less sentient, though. The only reason he's not taking it worse is because--well, partly shock, partly his insistence on one thing at a time. It all still feels relatively like a hyperrealistic dream.

Ratchet follows, but he's distracted by said partner plodding along beside him. At least he's not being excitedly dragged around now.] So you're coming along?

Of course! We belong together, remember? We have to fight together to save the world! [He sounds way too happy about that ideal for Ratchet's taste right now.

Still, the medic won't lash out about it. Yet. He even finds it ironic.] ...I admit I have not had someone to personally look out for. [Unlike Arcee, for example, where his attention now turns.] Are any of the children here in this...strange land?