terminalmegas: Gentle (Terriermon)
terminalmegas ([personal profile] terminalmegas) wrote in [community profile] thefolder2013-12-23 02:18 am

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.]
the_lion_roller: (★ Cheery)

[personal profile] the_lion_roller 2014-01-01 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
Martin hasn't been called "child" in...well, at least awhile, but he doesn't even so much as blink at it. After all, she seems kind of like one of those ageless fae one might read about in stories.

He rubs the back of his neck, looking up thoughtfully.

"Hah...that's a little easier said than done..."

For a number of reasons. Aviva's tech was nigh one of a kind, and then, even assuming they found exact replacement pieces, re-building her inventions would be something else entirely.

He gives a small laugh, smiling all the same anyway.

"H'but it's not impossible. Where there's a will there's a way, as that saying goes."

A chance of fixing their creature power suits and the creature pods, however slight, is way better than no chance at all.