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.]
thescaronhisface: (lop1)

[personal profile] thescaronhisface 2014-01-08 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine, later," Strabimon interrupts, before Lopmon can answer her. He looks down at the ground to one side, and the slowly collecting snow. "Just...show up, all right?"

Lopmon eyes the wolfish partner, now all too keenly aware of just how often he'd heard something like that - from Kovu.
notmyprophecy: (do i need to lie to make my way in life?)

[personal profile] notmyprophecy 2014-01-08 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
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"Of course." Hollyleaf's voice is gentle. She shuts her eyes, and her tail curls around her. "Give that to him, okay? I promise. I'll be there tonight."
thescaronhisface: (strabi2)

[personal profile] thescaronhisface 2014-01-08 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks, Hollyleaf. He'll be glad you showed up." Lopmon pulls the bag close, peering into it one more time.

Strabimon closes his eyes, and slowly lets out a breath. "C'mon Lopmon, we gotta give out the rest of these." He doesn't wait for an answer before he starts walking, and again it strikes his smaller partner just how alike he is to their Chosen.