thefolder | Hit by the A-Train, crashed in an airplane

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.]]

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Somewhere, Beastboy had found some Christmas music and was playing it through the speakers attached to Rita's keyboard as he worked.

He, Chili and Rita had hauled out a large cart, the same cart Beastboy had been using to sell vegetarian meals from only months before.

While Beastboy pulled the cart around the work area with Rita managing the music, Chili was passing out candy canes that they had found somewhere. Once everyone had gotten one they would stop and start collecting rubble and trash to haul away.

Hisame and his two partners were sorting out the rubble in one part of the market square. There two piles that had been set up; one being large chunks of concrete and other building material, and another that was much smaller and was made up of scrap metals and other materials that could potentially be reused.

Mao was helping him lift up some of the heavier ones, even taking his club to a few of them to break them up into more manageable pieces. Tatara was humming a happy tune while they worked and sorted through the rubble to find more things to add to the scrap pile.

Fire Men!

Scipio slammed his fire-encased sword down on the large bolder and drove the sword all the way through it. It broke into smaller piece and Kotemon stood on top of the rubble.

It is ready.

Kaldur approached the area with Gizamon beside him pulling a wagon. They were clearing out the bigger debris by making it smaller and easier to carry pieces. Kotemon had been enjoying it because he got to show off his sword skills and Gizamon got to show off her own strength by pulling the load.

Not bad Skippy.

Kaldur nodded, picking up piles of the rocks. "We should have the sector cleared by the end of the day I should think at this rate."

Chris was more than willing to help the cleanup efforts, compensation or otherwise. To be honest, it kind of reminded him of the multiple rebuildings of a beaver dam he and the crew worked on (long story). So he and his two Digimon stepped in to do what they could.

Sylvia digivolved up to Moosemon again and was working to pull away carts of rubble that Chris and Nes worked together to fill. It was hard work but at least it was fulfilling, a tangible way to get things back to normal.

Jetstream was proud of herself as she was taking a short break from helping clean up, because she managed to get both Whirl and Rotorstorm to help as well. Of course she has to keep a close on eye on Whirl, because knowing him he'd take the first chance to bugger off.

But other than that, they're doing a good job! Even if it's only helping with move some small things due to the fact that none of them are big and strong. That and Whirl pointed out that a flying digithingy, Jetstream will never understand why Whirl never uses the right word, wouldn't be much help.

So somewhere in the Friendship crest district is this trio of dorks doing their best.

[While not completely better yet, Donnie had decided to get out and at least help with some work. He had decided to do the Love Crest District for now, and then see if he was needed elsewhere. Luckily, the apartment only had some cosmetic damage, so he would normally be able to fix it within a couple of hours. Actually, he was just about done, he just had to clear one more spot in the upper side area and it was good. He had to use a latter to get there, but what was the worst that could happen?

Down below, Arte had dozed off and was sleeping beside Paolo. The Poyomon however wasn't sleeping, instead curiously looking at the ladder. Specifically he was staring at Donnie, suddenly feeling the need for attention. He hopped over, staring up at the teenager, but he was busy patching up a spot. Paolo pouted, head-butting the metallic ladder a bit. Nothing. Well that was unfair, so he pouted more. But there was was one way to get the teen's attention. He took in a deep breath... and let out a loud cry]

Huh? [He looked down?] Paolo? Why are you-?

[He had moved to step down the ladder, but when he did his eyes were on his crying Digimon. Therefore he didn't watch where he was going. So he didn't realize that he hadn't moved down all the way to one step until he felt himself trip. He barely got a cry out before he lost his grip and fell to the ground, right onto his leg. The crash stopped Paolo's crying and woke up Arte, who ran voer to her Chosen.]

Donnie?! Are you okay?!

Ugh... [He sat up and rubbed his side] Y-yeah, maybe sore, but I'm okay. [He then moved to get up, but the seocnd that he tried to get onto his right leg, he was back on the ground and he elt out a pained cry.]

Donnie?! What is it?! Did you hurt your leg?!

Agh... y-yeah, I... I think I might have broken it. Agh! [He tried to not move the injured leg, but it still hurt. Heck, his whole body felt sore. Stupid fall.] Arte... go find help. I don't care who, just get someone.

O-okay... I'll be back! Just wait here Donnie!

[She ran off, leaving the injured ninja with Paolo. The blob Digimon was silent, but he looked sad. Maybe even guilty.]

Edited 2013-12-09 00:20 (UTC)

[Well, this guy probably stands out quite a bit! After all, he's a huge, hulking cyborg dragon who towers over most children and their Digimon. Those who squint hard enough may notice the similarities to Guilmon and, indeed, it's him, now evolved to Ultimate level.

With his massive size, he hovers over some of the larger chunks of rubble, shooting Atomic Blasters from his chest and then lifting the shattered remains. Between flights, Chosen and Digimon alike are free to say hi! Chances are, he'll try and help those who need a little extra lifting power.]

[ Naturally Sora and his two partners are out and about cleaning things up. he had said he'd help Wheeljack, but that's not the only person he wants to help. with Ginryumon flying about, moving the debris that Sora and Renamon are loading up - there's saddle bags on the giant dragon and everything. they're just going to keep at it like this. ]

[ Misha is no fool, and she jumps onto the chance to help get things back into shape quickly. She and her Psychemon, Rufus, are on the ground working whatever efforts there are to clean up the streets; Rufus attacking some of the larger debris to break it down into smaller, while Misha gets the pieces back put away to be disposed. Rufus seems to be keeping score between herself and Misha's other partner, and Misha is definitely playing along with it all.

Thelma, on the other hand, is in another league of her own. She's an Aquilamon now, using her superior size and strength to get the larger loads. Sometimes when she needs to move to different areas or carry things away, Misha pauses in her own work and takes a ride with her. It's all very mundane, all very adorable. ]

Come on, come on~ You can do it!

You're...getting...annoying! [Cheered on by Piximon, Waver was dragging a slapdash makeshift sled full of broken debris and rocks, with a lot of effort and very little success. It really amounted to 'pulling futilely on a rope attached to a pile of rocks'.]

Yo, you wanna actually help here, fairy dust?! [Biyomon dropped a few more bits of rock on the pile, the action earning him a flat look from Waver.]

I am helping. Moral support is helping. ♥

Yeah? Well you and your 'moral support' can suck my digital di-

Biyomon! Will you two stop arguing and help me?!

C'mon Speedy, time's a-wasting! We can't even be a second late in doing our best to help out!

Yes Rainbow, but maybe it would go faster if you had a smaller pile to carry...?

What are you talking about? That pile's perfect to help build up anypony's -ha, I mean anyone's endurance and strength!

(Rainbow was pointing to a larger pile of debris that they had worked on not too long ago, and while the former Pegasus did in fact have her own pile behind her it wasn't nearly as big as the ones they had dragged out of the way earlier.)

Besides, from how the place looks we were brought together too late to help out! This way...we can do our best to get things back to normal for everyone else.

(She stops for a moment, then points up at her partner who is hovering above her head.) Don't tell anyone I said that, or I'll totally deny it.

Uh...said what? I was busy doing my part by carrying this bag.

[Like his brother, Martin was more than happy to help with the reconstruction regardless of whether there was pay or not. In times like these, everybody needed to band together and help out as much as they could.

Adele had reached Champion during Titamon's attacks, and her impressive Aquilamon form was super helpful in lifting away larger pieces of rubble and assisting in raising new walls and structures. Martin can be found directing her as needed, both from the ground or aloft with her on her back.

If he's not giving Adele instructions, he's helping Cody move smaller pieces of rubble by hand. ...Okay, he might be doing most of the moving here but the little Bearmon is trying to help.]

Mikey was around every day of the clean up week, helping out often. He uses his training to allow himself into areas where things were less steady or a tighter fit than most could handle. Between himself, Leormon and Leader the three of them work hard to move dangerous pieces down to a point where they couldn't fall and hurt anyone, or to mark out weak areas so other's didn't get caught in a collapse.

Anyone who knew Mikey's normal work ethic would find the suddenly hard working teen a bit suspect. He was rarely distracted from the work, but he kept himself bubbly and approachable, and would answer anyone who decided to talk to him.

[Even if Maya hadn't wanted to help with clean-up, Hyokomon would have made her. It was a Warrior's Duty to help clean up the messes in the aftermath, or something to that effect, and so Maya and her partners are out in Roaming Park. It's kind of a disaster zone, but that was nothing Maya didn't expect.

Still, she's kind of pissed that her home away from home is in such a sad state of repair.

Hyokomon's digivolved to Buraimon and is righting fallen trees with Strabimon's help while Maya works on fixing broken benches so they're actually usable. Katie's relationship with Jake came in handy, for once, because Maya was pretty handy with a hammer.]

It had taken Kit a little while to figure out how she and Emerick could help with the repairs. They didn't know how to build things, and couldn't move or break apart heavy pieces of rubble. But then they realized that all those people and Digimon out there working must be getting pretty hungry and thirsty doing all that hard work, so why not bring them some snacks?

Thus, with the somewhat crude but warm hooded cape she'd sewn together from a spare blanket she'd found in her room completed (that was the other reason she'd been a bit late to the clean-up party), she set out to do her part. The cape didn't look like much, but it would do well enough til she could get something better, and was necessary in the cold weather.

After securing large boxes of several different kinds of granola bars from the cafeteria (with the permission of the staff), along with some juice boxes and bottles of water, Kit loaded it all, plus Emerick, into a somewhat battered toy wagon that someone had found amidst the rubble the day before, and headed off to deliver snacks to those doing repairs.

There, they'd spend the day wandering around to wherever it looked like there were the most people to bring them a snack and a smile.

If she wants somewhere to stay, as her apartment is incredibly uncomfortable with holes in it and rooms half-crushed, Terra's gotta get to work. Thankfully, her partners seem up for the job. Golemon's a heavy lifter, and while Terra and Armadillomon work at the walls, he lifts old broken down pieces of building.

"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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