Merry Christmas, Chosen...

[terminalmegas]

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.]

Comments

[elementofpeanutbutter]

Naturally.

But there is still so much Trixie needs...her cart. Supplies. She is trying but this city is lacking in many things.

It is of unfortunate luck that we arrived after the destruction.

[most_awkward_human]

Yeah... oh Trixie while I;m talking with you, here.

[She grabbed one of the boxes and handed it to the clocked-girl]

This is for you.

[elementofpeanutbutter]

[Trixie looks baffled. Shocked and amazed, then suspicious]

Did you all just have a meeting or something where you agreed to give Trixie things in order to buy her loyalty?

[most_awkward_human]

What? No, of course not! The others don't even know what I got them. I wanted to give you a gift... because I want us to be friends.

[elementofpeanutbutter]

[The suspicion holds for only a moment, and then she relaxes slowly.]

Trixie just...she did not expect so much kindness. And yet all of you have gifts for Trixie. A most undeserving subject of your affections considering...

[Yes there was still some guilt it seemed]

[most_awkward_human]

Trixie, I forgave you a long time ago. And you told me that you felt about everything when you left Ponyville, remember? Of course we can forgive you.

[She went ahead and opened the box, revealing a bracelet made up of blue star beads with sparkles on it. it had been the closest thing to Trixie's cutie mark that she was able to find.]

Here. I hope you life it.

[elementofpeanutbutter]

[Trixie looks touched, and when the box is opened her eyes light up. Gently, with graceful use of her awkward human fingers she slides it on and holds it up to the light.]

And Twilight Sparkle made this for Trixie...

[Her voice wavered and she tried to cover for it with a cough]

Well...yes. Twilight Sparkles gift is lovely. Glorious. Worthy of the Great and Powerful Trixie. But Twilight Sparkle should beware...such a soft heart will surely cause you strife some day when you forgive the wrong pony.

[Which is sort of like Trixie showing concern]

[most_awkward_human]

Maybe it will, but right now I'm not forgiving the wrong pony. Not even close.

[Besides if she could somehow forgive Discord after all that he did, then she could forgive Trixie without a second thought.]

[elementofpeanutbutter]

[A pause, a look of curiosity, as if she just can't understand how Twilight can live like that]

Well...perhaps it makes sense then that you became a princess with such a giving nature.

Speaking of...

[And with a swish of her cape and a slightly fumbled flourish she presents Twilight with a box. Inside is the puppet of Twilight Trixie used for her show]

It does not have wings...but Trixie did not think it mattered given her costume. It would have clashed with the production.

[most_awkward_human]

[The former pony looked surprised, she hadn't expected Trixie to get her anything. Still, she took the box with the Twilight puppet.]

Wow... it looks great! Thank you Trixie.

[elementofpeanutbutter]

[A bow and a sweep of her cape.]

An art passed down from Trixie's father to her. Enjoy and appreciate the fine Gypsy Pony craftsmenship.

[A pause and she straightens up]

And Trixie will continue to appreciate her gift as well. It is glorious and worthy of her fantastic form.