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

[bigsoftie]

Cautiously he resumed eating in the midst of talking with the strange girl. She certainly had some good taste, as far as he thought, anyway. He never ate half of these foods before his arrival here. Trying each and every one of those flavors made an interesting experience for him. Right now he had a piece of chicken jammed in his mouth.

"Kit..." he made a small wave to both her and the digimon before introducing his impmon and monodramon, "This is Duke--"

"--and I'm Roadbuster! Leatherhead gave me this name for Christmas!

[alley_kit]

Kit grinned as Roadbuster introduced himself. "It's a cool name," she said. "And a name is a pretty great present when you don't already have one."

Turning back to the older boy, Kit continued. "And I guess that makes you Leatherhead, right?", she said, freeing her right hand from her food long enough to offer a handshake, fingers slightly sticky from the generous helping of blackberry jam she'd applied to her bread. "Nice to meet you! Not to often I find somebody who likes to eat as much as me."

[bigsoftie]

"Thanks! He told me it had something to do with one of his friends!"

Leatherhead makes a slow nod as he reaches for an awkward handshake. Sticky, he never really felt something so sticky before, "Yes...I like the food here...I never had this much back at my home..."

[alley_kit]

"Then that just makes it even specialer," Kit said. "Emerick's named after a friend of ours from back home too." A tinge of sadness passes over Kit's face at that, but it passes quickly.

Kit shakes Leatherhead's hand, then smiles sympathetically as he mentions not having much food back home. "You too, huh?", she said. "That's one of the best things about this place; you don't ever have to go hungry. But yeah, I don't think even Lion-O ever had a feast like this and he's a king!" She gestures broadly to indicate the huge spread before digging in to her now jam-covered bread and mashed potatoes, fork in one hand, bread in the other.

[bigsoftie]

"Emerick is a good name..." he tilts his head at her sadness.

"A king?" What's a kin. Lion-O did sound like a nice name, regardless. He'd have to find out about those too...maybe later. He nodded his head, "These foods are almost the best foods I have ever tasted...You should not have to go hungry."

[alley_kit]

"Uh-huh," Kit said. The tone sounded a bit too questioning though, as if he didn't know what a king was. Which was weird, given that he was a lot older than her. Well, she'd just tell him. If he already knew he could say so.

"A king is a man who's in charge of a whole kingdom," she says. "He makes the rules, though he usually has people helping him, so he doesn't make dumb too many ones, and everybody who lives in his kingdom has to do what he says. In return, the king's supposed to protect his people and try to do what's best for all of them."

"Course," she added, "there's not much for Lion-O to be in charge of, since the lizards destroyed Thundara. But he's still a good king, even if he messes up sometimes."

"And yeah, nobody should have to go hungry," she said. "Though I don't think there's any need to worry about that today!" She giggled. Even if if everyone ate their fill at the feast, there would still likely be left-overs to take home.

[bigsoftie]

"...like a father," sorry Kit but this is the closest analogy his brain can concoct. It's all mind boggling.

"He still has you and his people..." At leas that's what he gets from it. It actually sounds nice.

For once Leatherhead breaks into a small smile, "These are delicious food...but not as delicious as Michelangelo's cooking."

[alley_kit]

Kit thought about the comparison for a moment. "Yeah, it actually is, kinda," she finally said. "I never thought about a king that way before." True, it was hardly exactly the same, but she could definitely see the similarities.

"And yeah, he does," Kit said. Well, what was left of his people anyway, but that was a depressing thought, ill suited for a holiday.

Kit smiled right back before taking a big bit of ham. She at least had enough manners to wait til her mouth was empty before replying, though, a mischievous look in her eyes. "Hmm, I dunno, seems like this stuff'd be pretty hard to beat...", she said. "But that just means we need to do a taste-test one of these days to make sure!" She nodded firmly, grinning, because any test involving food was obviously a good idea.

[bigsoftie]

Hey it's better than nothing, right, Kit? Cause Leatherhead can tell you all about the nothing.

And Leatherhead definitely liked that idea. Mainly because he thinks that every living thing should be exposed to Mikey's cooking, "A taste test would be good...you would love his pizza soup."

[alley_kit]

Definitely better than nothing, and Kit can tell you a bit about it to, Leatherhead.

Kit looked intrigued by this 'pizza soup', though. "Pizza soup?", Kit asked curiously. "What's a pizza? Is it some kind of vegetable?" Because soups were usually named for their ingredients, from what she knew, and 'pizza' didn't sound like any kind of animal she'd ever heard of.