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- degrassi: campbell saunders,
- degrassi: maya matlin,
- digimon savers: masaru daimon,
- digimon tamers: guilmon,
- digimon tamers: takato matsuda,
- gods eater burst: hisame narukami,
- kingdom hearts: riku replica,
- kingdom hearts: sora,
- my little pony: rainbow dash,
- npc: deputymon,
- phineas & ferb: perry the platypus,
- teen titans: beastboy,
- thundercats (2011): wily-kit,
- tmnt: donatello,
- transformers idw: whirl,
- warrior cats: hollyleaf,
- wild kratts: chris kratt,
- wild kratts: martin kratt,
- young justice: kaldur'ahm,
- ∅gw episode zero: duo maxwell,
- ∅oc: misha hunt,
- ∅persona 3: minato arisato,
- ∅teen titans: terra,
- ∅yu-gi-oh! zexal: ryoga kamishiro
Hit by the A-Train, crashed in an airplane
Who: Deputymon and the Chosen of Terminal Tokyo
What: City Clean Up!
When: December 8-14
Where: The damaged parts of the city
It was just as Koushirou said: a good chunk of Terminal Tokyo was severely damaged. No matter how hard the Digimon of the city tried to put it together, they just weren't strong enough to clear away some of the more heavier pieces of debris. Deputymon, who had decided to lead the efforts to clean up the city was in dire need of help, and hoped that Koushirou's message (and offer of compensation) had reached the Chosen. A week should be plenty of time to clean up, especially since so many could become very strong Digimon indeed.
[[OOC: As stated, the Chosen will only be responsible with the clean up efforts for the week. For every day your characters help out, they will receive 500 BITS. You may talk with Deputymon himself, or you may mingle with other Chosen. It's free game if you wish to plot with others or just tag around.]]
What: City Clean Up!
When: December 8-14
Where: The damaged parts of the city
It was just as Koushirou said: a good chunk of Terminal Tokyo was severely damaged. No matter how hard the Digimon of the city tried to put it together, they just weren't strong enough to clear away some of the more heavier pieces of debris. Deputymon, who had decided to lead the efforts to clean up the city was in dire need of help, and hoped that Koushirou's message (and offer of compensation) had reached the Chosen. A week should be plenty of time to clean up, especially since so many could become very strong Digimon indeed.
[[OOC: As stated, the Chosen will only be responsible with the clean up efforts for the week. For every day your characters help out, they will receive 500 BITS. You may talk with Deputymon himself, or you may mingle with other Chosen. It's free game if you wish to plot with others or just tag around.]]
ANY TIME; Friendship district~
"Okay," Terra says, wiping some sweat from her brow and looking over the materials provided by the Damemon. "...So. Ars, you know how to build a wall, right?"
Armadillomon in response almost falls over. "Do I look like I can with these?!" Yes, his tiny paws do not help matters.
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Seems like someone was watching from afar. Or walking up, as the Armadillomon raises his paws. Wheeljack apparently had the same idea to fix up the Friendship district. Bonus points because he...actually lives there, but that's beside the point.
"Look like ya could use some extra firepower."
Wheeljack are you...being a team player?
Alert the media.
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Aha! There he is! A slow-spreading grin crosses Terra's face as she spies him approach. "Hey, I hoped I'd see ya around! Yeah, we're kinda a little stuck."
With a roll of his eyes Armadillomon grumbles, "Stuck on step one," and Terra shushes him.
"...I hope firepower doesn't mean blowing anything else up, we kinda need to build it back."
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"Don't worry, no demolitions today. Lost my entire stock to the collapse."
Please say you aren't serious, Wheeljack.
"Okay, so where should we even start? I mean, it's all rubble!" You looks at the mess in front of them, eyes widening. "Should we...look at the bigger pieces?"
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"Yeeeah, good for that." She takes that as a joke at least. Maybe.
Hopefully.
Armadillomon snorts and looks over at Golemon. "Rocky's got that part covered fine. We can't use those to make a wall again, they're too broke."
"Maybe we need bricks?" Terra pitches in. Is there anyone here who actually knows construction?
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"Where're we gonna get scrap like that, though."
You seems a little overeager to start, though, as she changes into her Sheepmon form, ready to do some hard work. "I don't know, but point me in the direction and I'll be your pack mule!
Sheep. Thing."
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"Yeah!" A cry from Golemon, and he comes lumbering over, enthusiastic. "I can go too! We can look for them together!"
"So what are we supposed to do while you're out scavenging?" Terra asks, kicking a rock lightly. A tiny thought in her mind whispers to her, times like this it would be so much more easy if she still had her powers here. But she wants to get far away from those even now.
Armadillomon ponders for a minute, but then he rolls into a ball and starts plowing some of the rubble into dust. He pops his head up. "Get a good foundation!"
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His Lopmon, however, looked at the work in front of her and held one of her ears. "I'm not sure I can do that..."
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With an equally excited yell, Golemon follows You as Armadillomon pops back up from his plowing job.
"What? Aw, c'mon, you've got those ears," he says. "Any kinda attack'll do, you can uh... What are Lopmon good at?"
Terra rolls her eyes. "What he means is, I bet you can just do any attack that clears stuff out. Or you can help us..." Do what? She looks at Wheeljack for some suggestions.
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Wheeljack, however, gave her a nudge with his foot. "You pack a lot more punch than that, Him. Show your stuff while pint-size and I figure out how this thing's gonna look.
"!! R..Right."
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And isn't his other partner named You? We are dealing with a master of creativity here.
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He starts lifting up some of that debris, as if to help the two a little with the larger, more salvageable pieces.
His Lopmon can only sigh, giving Terra a look. One that silently thanks her for understanding. "Gender labeling is kind of...weird with him."
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She pays attention, okay.
Without waiting for an answer, she gets to lifting a few things herself, not...a lot, since she's not exactly good at heavy lifting, but the things that would slow Armadillomon and Lopmon down.
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"That's right. I don't mind it, really. Some don't name their Digimon at all." She takes one of her ears, using it like a broom as she sweeps the loose rubble from Armadillomon's roll.
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All at once, Armadillomon pokes his head up again. "Oh, really, you don't say, why, Terra, I never could've guessed people didn't name us!"
In response Terra pauses and stares down at him. "Like that, you look a lot like a soccer ball. I could kick you. I'll do it."
He continues his rolling.
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"And ya get on my aft for what I'm namin' my Digi-things."
Him, however, watches Armadillomon roll, playfully chasing after him. Which is a surprise in itself considering her personality.
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Armadillomon pauses to pat the ground at one point and notices Him's pursuit. ...So he continues rolling around cheerfully to give chase.
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His hands immediately reach around his back, touching his butt. Yep. Touchin' da butt.
And Him continues to chase, actually giving out a little giggle as it continues. Who said she couldn't have fun every once in awhile?
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"...Oh, right. Robot." She focuses on the cleaning once more. "That's a robot thing, right?"
It appears like Armadillomon's forgotten what the original job was, because now he just rolls about in zig-zags.
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Girl he's gonna teach you that til you get it right. But he reaches over, helping with a considerably bigger piece of rubble.
And Him seems to be hopping along after him, unable to keep up
if she went straight she'd be better off, but whatevs, but giggling all the while.If anyone pointed it out, she'd probably stop, but for now she's in ignorant bliss.
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She appreciates the help, though. As Terra stretches out, she catches sight of Armadillomon and Him, playing. She smiles, since Armadillomon hasn't really taken to Gotsumon yet, so it's nice to see him having fun. And Wheeljack's Lopmon appears rather stoic as well.
"Hey!" A call signifies...it looks like Golemon and You are returning with a cart and... Golemon's carrying quite a lot of supports. "We've gotta fix the foundation!"
Terra wonders just how Golemon found that out, raising an eyebrow. "Who told you that...?"
"The Damemon are real helpful!"
Ah. So it figures.
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His head tilts up when You comes back, carting some supplies. She certainly looks pleased with herself about it, too.
"Lookit all we found, Wheeljack! Aren't you impressed? It's okay, you can say it. We're all friends here."
Her wool puffs up in pride, before she's shoved on the nose by his palm.
"Yeah yeah. Not bad."
There's a nudge from her head into his side, before looking at Terra. "Hope you're ready for a workout!"
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"I'll help, Terra!" Golemon cries, pleased about the praise.
"'Course you will, bud."
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He's teasing, giving a playful nudge as he gives her a hand with the most recent piece of debris.
"So which part should we start building first...?" The Lopmon puts a hand to her chin, tapping it thoughtfully.
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"Excuse me for being human," Terra remarks, just as joking.
While Golemon lifts up another large piece of debris and Terra rolls her eyes at Wheeljack, Armadillomon rises up on his hind-legs next to Him.
"Well, I say the bottom, 'course. With that cement?"
Do any of you even know how to do this?
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