thefolder | New Years Festival!

New Years Festival!

Who: EVERYONE! Chosen and Partners, Damemon, Deputymon, Starmon too!
What: The New Year's Festival and Masquerade Ball
Where: Shinjuku Gyoen in the Park
When: December 31st

December 31st has at last arrived, and despite certain events depriving the Digital World of the original creator, the people involved with the New Years Festival managed to pull through. With Roze's work already underway and the designs and directions sent out, it wasn't hard to finish what had been started.

At mid-afternoon, a general text was sent out to all the D-Terminals announcing the festival grounds as open. Going to the Shinjuku Gyoen part of the park revealed a tiny wonderland of games and food manned by Chosen, Partners and Damemon alike.

Every Chosen and Partner have Damemon helpers and shifts rotate at each stall, making certain no one is kept from enjoying themselves to the fullest.

To either side of the festival grounds are picnic areas set up with several tables, all surrounded by bright white and yellow string lights. The four rows of game and food stalls are all decorated with large red paper lanterns, paper dragons and bright string lights, allowing the festivities to proceed well after dark.

At the front of the entire festival grounds Roze's Digimon - Julie the Impmon and Musashi the Kotemon - hand out copies of a simple map. On the back of each map the times for the masquerade dance are printed in case people forgot the time from their invitations.

In the Taiwan Pavilion, from the start of the festival to the end, Maya Matlin and Ryan Evans play music on piano and cello, rotating with Neku Sakuraba who maintains a steady flow of pre-arranged music. Several times throughout the day a handful of Digimon put on a simple but entertaining Taiko drum performance. Two long buffet tables filled with food and punch stay full throughout the day and night.

Jin Uzuki teaches calligraphy at one stall, as well as performs tea ceremony and lectures on Japanese traditions for those not educated on the themes presented by the festival.

Squall Leonhart stands sentinel over the Kingyo Sukui (goldfish catching) stall.

Campbell Saunders covers the ball toss, where people can try their luck knocking down milk bottles.

The Medicine Seller mans the Okonomiyaki cart, where people are free to order any combination of ingredients and eat hot food straight from the iron.

Mikasa Ackerman covers a colorful and pleasant-smelling stall where festival-goers can choose from dozens of bananas on sticks, the fruit dipped in different flavored coatings and numerous toppings.

Shannon Vaughn and Eli Delacroix cover the stall on the center walk where those at the festival can pick up sparklers and handmade papier-mâché masks for fun or the masquerade, if they have none of their own.

A ping pong toss with water-filled glass bowls sits with a pair of Damemon attendants cheering on participants.

Next to the Okonomiyaki cart, Saori Nakagawa and Laguna Loire provide fresh Takoyaki (octopus balls) on sticks, steaming and delicious.

The local Prince, Rowan, cheerily provides personal pies or slices of ready-made large ones and chats amiably with anyone who happens to be drawn in by meat or fruit fillings inside flaky crusts.

Cheerful little Miwako Sakurada watches the Yoyo Tsuri (water balloon yoyo) cart, balloons in bright splashes of color floating in a rotating pool of water, casting a rainbow across the cloth roof of the stall.

The ever large and boisterous Rider struts around a Strongman Hammer game, jeering and cajoling the men and complimenting the women, making bets and offering arm-wrestling competitions.

Little Wily-Kit has a raised platform surrounded by cushions where people can sit and listen to her play the flupe and regale them with tales from her homeland.

Dante sits at a stall of his own, playing guitar when he's not giving kisses for donations to the festival fund.

A ring toss game where one can try to put small rings around the necks of glass bottles stands manned by two Damemon arguing restlessly about the arrangement of the bottles.

Waver Velvet and his Wizardmon stand to dazzle onlookers with card tricks and details of magic performed in Waver's homeland.

Next to Wily-Kit's storytelling and Waver's tricks, Harry Potter serves up a variety of hot drinks close to the front of the festival so people have something to warm their hands and bellies while they enjoy the festivities.

Throughout the entire festival ground, Seifer Almasy and his hand-picked group of Digimon patrol the area, ejecting trouble-makers and seeing to damages while Yu Narukami and his team keep supplies full and assist Seifer with damage control.

The festival continues on through the day until the Masquerade Ball begins. All the stalls close and people are free to dress and attend as they like. Food and punch remains present and the music continues until midnight, when masks are to be removed and the New Year begins!

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Well someone arrived at the front entrance, and looks annoyed as hell to be there. But considering how Whirl is dressed? Can one blame him.

Heck he's even got on a fancy eye patch, and his hair is done up nice, all because of Jetstream. And the Impmon didn't even have the courtesy of dragging him here, instead he's being escorted by his Gotsumon, Rotorstorm.

"I don't see the frikking reason why I had to wear this ridiculous get up," he muttered more to himself then anyone near by. Hopefully Tetsushi would show up and this whole farce could get done sooner rather than later.

Tetsushi walked into the place and looked around nervously. He was out of his norm right now. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a little black bow tie which matched Patamon's who was flying right next to him. Finally seeing Whirl he walked up slowly to her.

"Hello you look very nice" He looked her up and down for a minute and wondered how she was able to drink or let alone why she would wonder how much he could drink.

Oh, hey it's Tetsushi. Whirl shuffles a bit awkwardly at the mention of looking nice, since he thinks he looks ridiculous.

"Yeah, well. Whatever." Whirl muttered once more, giving a half hearted glare at Tetsushi. And even in person Whirl's voice is very much not a girl's voice.

"Let's do this date thing."

Ignore the stifled laugh from the Gotsumon with Whirl, it means nothing.

Tetsushi smiled at Whirl when she shuffled around. It was rather cute in its own way. He was only mildly put off by the sound of her voice and her lets get this over with attitude.

"Well okay, What do you want to do first?" He looked around the place after asking. There seemed to be a lot that they could do here and it looked as if Roze went all out on this thing.

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"Uh..."

Whirl didn't have any idea, it's not like he's done this kind of thing before. Over four million years old and completely clueless on most social norms, or at least ones that humans would consider somewhat important. Perhaps as if on cue, Rotorstorm pipes up. The Gotsumon handing one of the maps to Tetsushi.

"There's a map, you guys could decide while looking at that," the digimon is grinning even as Whirl shoots him a dirty look.

"Hmm I guess hes got a point. I mean this is all very new to me. The last date I went on there was a gang fight and cops involved."

He looked at Whirl shyly holding his hands behind his back. He really never dated. His ex-wife was someone he grow up with and they kinda just spent time together till they never wanted to be apart. She was not a girly girl either so there wore no moves and dinner, just her and the gang getting into trouble.

"So where is this map thingy?"

"... Now that sounds like frikking fun."

Mention of fights actually gets a grin out of Whirl, because if there is one thing he knows? It's fights. And Rotorstorm is holding up one of the maps, a piece of paper thing.

"Here," the digimon holds it so Tetsushi can look at it.

Tetsushi stared at the map for a bit and scratched his head. He did not see anything on there that really called out to him. He looked over to Whirl and smiled

"Well Whirl what do you think looks fun?"

Tetsushi isn't the only one giving the map a look, in fact Whirl is squinting at it. Although unlike Tetsushi, Whirl honestly has no idea what any of it is. And that probably shows on his face too.

"... Dunno, I've never been to one of these frikking things."

Tetsushi looked rather puzzled, he had actually no clue what they should do. He scratched his head again this time laughing a little.

"Well I guess.."

He looked over the map real quickly again.

"I guess nay of the games could be fun. I mean I don't see anywhere to drink on the map."

Games sounded, really really dull. At least to Whirl, and he's about to open his mouth and voice that opinion when Rotorstorm actually speaks up instead.

Pretty much cutting Whirl off.

"Good idea," the digimon said happily, smiling a little. "So how about you and Whirl go and have fun and me and your partner are gonna hang out and leave you lovebirds alone."

Rotorstorm you little shit.

"Lovebirds?" Tetsushi looked to Whirl and blushed. Then he looked down to the ground and started kicking dirt around shyly.

"Yeah I agree with him you Lovebirds should go have fun playing games alone. We will go off and have our own fun." Patamon flew up and down quickly in excitement as he thought about all the fun things he would get to do at the festival.

"Well okay I guess we'll split up then. We can go bug squall and try to catch a goldfish and you all can go and do whatever."

Good thing Tetsushi looked down, because the look Whirl is giving both digimon would probably make him reconsider the whole date. Rotorstorm is just pleased with the fact that he got one up on Whirl.

"Sounds like a plan, let's got then," there is a slight hint of anger in his voice as he turns to head into the festival properly. Yeah, not even waiting to see if Tetsushi is going to follow.

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Leatherhead arrived with his duo digimon dressed in what could be as the barest minimum of formal. That is, a dress shirt that stretched over his muscles tightly.

He clenched his teeth somewhat seeing Whirl here, but with Michelangelo at the apartment sick, he wants to leave with minimal incident. So a nice compliment would work, right?

Well that's what Roadbuster thinks.

"Wow, that's the prettiest eyepatch!

The comment catches Whirl's attention, as he turns to the source of it and...

Grins from ear to ear at seeing Leatherhead.

"Well, if it ain't frikking Killer." He sounds so cheerful at seeing the gator turned human. Heck Whirl doesn't even seem to notice any possible tensness in the air.

Or care that if he seriously pushes things to far that Leatherhead is bigger than him and likely to beat the scrap out of him.

And instantly anything positive has gone out the window. But Roadbuster doesn't seem to notice, just waving at Whirl.

Leatherhead took his eye contact away from the eyepatched girl, rumbling, "What are you doing here?"

Victory, Whirl gives the waving digimon the briefest of glances while Rotorstorm does return the wave. Looks like someone isn't as huge of an asshole as he first seemed.

And it's the digimon, no Whirl.

"Got a date, Killer."

Enough for Roadblaster! He smiles huge in return. Meanwhile Duke puts his fingers to his head, sticking out his tongue at the digimon.

Leatherhead's went from their clenched expression to widening with surprised. Really? Someone actually could stand Whirl?

"You?"

Hey Duke, ever see a Gotsumon flip you off? Well now he has.

Whirl grunts, seriously was everyone going to react that way to him saying it? It's just a date, it's not like he said he found his Conjunx Endura or anything serious.

"Of course me, you frikking idiot."

...you fucker. Duke repeats the motion en masse, presenting a birdie on both fingers, flying around.

"Hey what does that mean?"

"No idea, shut up.

He sighed, "You must have threatened them."

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"It means you pests better slag off before I scrap the lot of you," Whirl snapped, since he was managing to pay attention to the digimon as well at Leatherhead. For a dude with one eye, he does a good job of paying attention to things around him.

"... Why the hell would I threaten someone."

The only person Whirl can recall threatening recently, other than the digimon just now, was Wheeljack. And that was all in good fun.

Duke threw his hands behind his back, rocking on the balls of his feet, "Your dumb digimon did it first!"

Leatherhead doesn't care, he figured Whirl would only get a date that way, "It is in your nature..."

Whirl is just going to roll his eye at both responses before crossing his arms over his chest.

"The only people I threaten are ones I'm going to kill," he said that in such a matter of fact tone, as if he was simply discussing the weather. "And well, Wheeljack, but that's different."

He makes a slight sucking sound with his teeth before continuing with the original line of thought.

"And it's not like I frikking asked the little guy out, he did all that himself, Killer."

No you don't threaten Wheeljack, you don't threaten dad, "How is that different."

Leatherhead finds a lot of things Whirl says hard to see beyond that immense veil of bullshit.

"I do not believe you."

Whirl almost says 'It's a Wrecker thing', almost. "It's a Cybertronian thing, that's how."

Now that is the first thing of bullshit he's said tonight. And he shrugs at Leatherhead not believing him, he's used to that. Usually people believe him when it counts, of course that's when he's actually using what he knows to not be a total asshole.

"You say that like I frikking care if you believe me or not."