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- brave police j-decker: kagerou,
- dc comics: harley quinn,
- degrassi: campbell saunders,
- digimon adventure 02: blackwargreymon,
- digimon tamers: juri katou,
- digimon tamers: ruki makino,
- digimon tamers: takato matsuda,
- fate/extra: rin tousaka,
- fate/zero: waver velvet,
- gods eater burst: hisame narukami,
- high school musical: ryan evans,
- how to train your dragon: ruffnut,
- kingdom hearts: riku replica,
- marvel cinematic universe: bruce banner,
- marvel cinematic universe: tony stark,
- my little pony: fluttershy,
- my little pony: rainbow dash,
- npc: venusmon,
- phineas & ferb: perry the platypus,
- red vs. blue: agent washington,
- rwby: yang xiao long,
- teen titans: jinx,
- the lion king 2: kovu,
- the walking dead: sophia,
- thundercats (2011): wily-kit,
- tmnt: donatello,
- tmnt: leatherhead,
- transformers idw: whirl,
- transformers prime: optimus prime,
- warrior cats: hollyleaf,
- wild kratts: chris kratt,
- wild kratts: martin kratt,
- young justice: kaldur'ahm,
- ∅gw episode zero: duo maxwell,
- ∅how to train your dragon: hiccup,
- ∅oc: ed finklestein,
- ∅oc: roze ichishi,
- ∅paradise kiss: miwako sakurada,
- ∅teen titans: terra,
- ∅tmnt: michelangelo,
- ∅transformers prime: arcee,
- ∅transformers prime: wheeljack
Merry Christmas, Chosen...
Who: Venusmon, everyone
What: The giving of the D-Streams
Where: Terminal City, Roaming Park
When: December 25th, 2013, morning
At the stroke of midnight on December 25th, every Chosen and their partners fall asleep wherever they are, with nothing able to wake them. They won't stay there all night, however. Bright and early, as if turned on by a switch, the Chosen will awaken in their beds to find their Digivices missing. The individual Digimon -- those without rooms, brought in like the Chosen -- similarly fall into slumber or stasis, waking where the stand in the morning in the morning.
They will all wake up with a note in their rooms, written in beautiful script. "Come to Roaming Park," it says. There's some kind of noise outside. Something drawing everyone out. Noticeable first is the fall of snow, so far absent from Terminal Tokyo. It covers, among everything else, Roaming Park, where on a bench there sits a Venusmon, with a very large sack. Around her are tables full of all sorts of food, and Digimon there both partaking in it and setting up more. It's a whole feast, not spoiled by the weather, but enhanced by it.
[ooc: Below there will be a thread to interact with Venusmon, where she will answer some questions and give out the D-Streams. Every non-canon Digimon character will receive a D-Stream, whether they see her or not. At the end of the day, they will appear in the Chosen's hands. This can also be used to generally mingle with each other and enjoy the snow.]
What: The giving of the D-Streams
Where: Terminal City, Roaming Park
When: December 25th, 2013, morning
At the stroke of midnight on December 25th, every Chosen and their partners fall asleep wherever they are, with nothing able to wake them. They won't stay there all night, however. Bright and early, as if turned on by a switch, the Chosen will awaken in their beds to find their Digivices missing. The individual Digimon -- those without rooms, brought in like the Chosen -- similarly fall into slumber or stasis, waking where the stand in the morning in the morning.
They will all wake up with a note in their rooms, written in beautiful script. "Come to Roaming Park," it says. There's some kind of noise outside. Something drawing everyone out. Noticeable first is the fall of snow, so far absent from Terminal Tokyo. It covers, among everything else, Roaming Park, where on a bench there sits a Venusmon, with a very large sack. Around her are tables full of all sorts of food, and Digimon there both partaking in it and setting up more. It's a whole feast, not spoiled by the weather, but enhanced by it.
[ooc: Below there will be a thread to interact with Venusmon, where she will answer some questions and give out the D-Streams. Every non-canon Digimon character will receive a D-Stream, whether they see her or not. At the end of the day, they will appear in the Chosen's hands. This can also be used to generally mingle with each other and enjoy the snow.]
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He's also keeping a look out for the people important to him and any of his friends he had gifts for, managing to have grabbed them before leaving his apartment. He is excited for the chance to give out his presents, and also because today is Christmas, that means two things to him, his first holiday he can just enjoy with Leatherhead, and the day he'd agreed to meet back up with his brother.
Maybe it was the day, or maybe he was finally healing like he should, but even the though of seeing Donnie couldn't be anything but a happy one at the moment.
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He had waited a while to look for Mikey, to give his brother time. But upon seeing his brother at the food table (which was no surprise, really) he had to pause for a minute. Was he ready? Was Mikey ready? Donnie knew that he wanted to see his brother again, but...
No, he couldn't think like that now. He had to do this. He'd just be careful, make sure to keep some distance and let Mikey decide if he was ready for them to be brothers again. So with a soft deep breath, he made his way over until he was behind his brother, but still keeping a fair amount of space in between them. He was quiet for a few more seconds before speaking.]
M-Mikey?
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Donnie!
[Once he turned he looked right at his brother, his smile only faltering for a moment before growing. He was still wearing the scarf, but it had been losened up, and more like just a thing to wear, than something to cover the mark on his neck, which showed in a few places, not as dark as it had been at their second fight. In spite of the lingering scars, he stepped forward to be near his brother, moving to within arms reach, trying to make sure he didn't move too close to fast for Donnie.]
Hey, how's your leg? Kind of a bummer it happened before Christmas... right?
[More and more he wanted to just fling his arms around his brother and hug him, and he started feeling like he could cry, though he wasn't really feeling sad.]
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He could do this. He couldn't back away now. He'd waited long enough to see his brother again and he wasn't going to back away now.
He was surprised when Mikey moved closer seemingly without being afraid of him. He felt the urge to hold onto the younger teen and never let go while apologizing over and over for everything that happened. But he resisted, he'd give Mikey time before he did anything.]
It's doing better, I still need my cast for three more weeks. And yeah, it really stinks that it happened now thanks to a certain someone [He glances at Paolo, who ducks behind Arte, before looking at Mikey again] So ugh... how have you been?
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I've been... good, I kept myself busy, making things, getting ready for Christmas... Cooking. Oh, um how has that been? Have I been making things you like? W-when I heard about your leg I didn't know what to do because coming over wouldn't help you but... I didn't want to act like it didn't mean anything to me... Leader and Kitty suggested I cook food to send to you... since cooking with a broken leg might be hard.
[He looked somewhat worried, and really he was a bit anxious. He wanted to know that what he had been sending for his brother was good food for him.]
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But once he sees Mikey, he's more than happy to run over and give Mikey the biggest hug he can muster. He might not know exactly what this holiday mean, but he realizes its importance to Mikey.
"Michelangelo! ...is it the right day?"
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"It is. And Merry Christmas Leatherhead." He says, smiling brightly at him. "oh, I have a present for you! I'd like to give it to you now."
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"For me? I...I wish to give presents too..."
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"Mikeyyyyyyyy!" She squealed happily as she hugged onto him.
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"Miwako~!" He reached over top behind him to give the girl a return hug, despite her being on the wrong side of him for it. "Merry Christmas!"
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" Merry Christmas, Mikey! I'm glad I got to find you!"
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"I'm glad you found me too! Now I can give you your gift!"
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[Is Action Spam okay?]
Still, Duo's curious about this guy. He remembers how nice Mikey had been when he had first arrived, so...
He waits, though, until Michelangelo is poking around at the table before he makes his way over. He points at some of the fruit that's halfway down the table.]
Those're good. You try 'em yet?
A-okay~!
No, not yet, but there's plenty I still haven't tried.
Merry Christmas, by the way.
Hee! Thank you! /o/
[Duo grabs for something else, though, since the fruit were just out of reach. Also, it's something new.]
What were you doing in this white stuff earlier? I saw you rolling around in it...
Of course <3
[The teen shifts around to Duo's other side to grab two, one for himself and one for the boy.]
The snow? I was playing in it! I've never had the chance to see snow like that. Growing up we only got to see what drifted down through the sewer grate before it melted.
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"Hey, Mikey!"
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"Hiccup! Hi, Marry Christmas!"
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Once he spotted Chris he made as if he had dropped some food, leaning down to pick it up, really he was just grabbing a ball of snow. He pressed it together so it would stick rather than break up when the threw it. He stood up naturally before turning and making sure he had his sights on Chris before throwing his retaliation snow ball. His aim was dead on, and the snow ball was going fairly fast, meant to hit the other guy in the chest.
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He made absolutely no secret of kneeling down and scooping up a nice handful of snow, patting it into a ball. Be afraid of that grin, Michelangelo. Be afraid.
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"This is your one morning, and the waterballoon Master and things aren't that different." He reached back preparing to throw at Chris.