play, play, play! (april 2013-- game start!)

[terminalmods]

Characters: EVERYONE!
When: 4 March 2013
Where: Terminal Room or all over town!
What: An open mingle log for everyone to play in!

The Digital World had been having a great deal of earthquakes the last six months. The first was the largest of them and had ended in the shifting of the planes. Since then earthquakes happened periodically, often sending new Chosen Children with it. At first it was Chosen that the Digital World knew and rejoiced, but now and then it would send new Chosen.

Today was different, however. The earthquake that rattled the Digital World felt almost as bad as the first, but there was a difference this time. Suddenly dozens of children were making their way to the Digital World. Destiny was calling and so were their partners...

Every chute in the Terminal Room activated while the small Digimon known as Culumon trembled with excitement. There were so many lonely Digimon that had appeared recently and--finally-- their partners had arrived!


OOC: Feel free to mark your characters in different locations! They can be just arriving in the Terminal Room you read about in the arrival post or anywhere on the map! Also feel free to mark the day for each thread. You can also request to play with Culumon, too! Have fun, guys!

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Tokyo Tower

[betrayalcutsdeep]

Jin had been rather shocked at first to find himself in an entirely different world. Computers and AIs where he came from were incredibly advanced and it was common for entire environments to exist in a digital form, but for something like this to have simply sprung into being...it seemed impossible. But he hadn't been anywhere near the equipment necessary to enter one of those digital environments, so obviously this wasn't one of them.

Fortunately for many, he wasn't the sort to panic. Even when he'd met his partner he'd only reacted with surprise and then interest. Now he stood at the viewing station at the top of Tokyo Tower, Veemon looking at him curiously.

Just outside The Main Terminal.

[changelingdude]

Sitting as casually as they could, two very strange creatures were chatting as then nibbled on some brightly colored taffy.

One was a Psychemon, round build and soft skin with a well worn colorful pelt with traces of glitter in it. The expression she wore on her face was a mix of concern and confusion.

The other, a lanky humanoid with green skin, hair and eyes. His pointed ears were pricked with curiosity as he kept looking every which way in amazement at all the different creatures milling about.

"What's that one?" He asked pointing ahead with a grin of barely contained glee.

"An Agumon." She replied wishing he wouldn't point at Mon who were just waiting for their partners.

"And that one?"

"Gomamon."

"Oh dude! What about that one? The plant one?"

"A Palmon...and please not so loud." She begged feeling a burn of embarrassment as more eyes settled on the loud green boy.

He did not lower his voice either, taking another bite of the taffy she had greeted him with before bursting out, "oh hey look! That one looks like you! Are you guys related?"

The Psychemon just buried her embaressed red face in her paws, "No, we're not. Look can't we talk more somewhere where there are less people?" She looked up for his answer but let out a yelp when she saw he was gone.

Darting her head around she spotted him greeting some random being, without a hint of shyness. She stumbled to her feet and scurried to catch up just in time to hear him say introduce himself.

"Hey! I'm Beastboy! What's up?"

[betrayalcutsdeep]

It was a certain Veemon that Beastboy had decided to run up to and he waved without any more hesitation than the strange human looking thing had.

"Hi, I'm Veemon! I'm just waiting for my partner to catch up. He's been dragging his feet since he got here."

Terminal Room

[atmagecamp]

Henry's just met his partner, Gaomon, at the Terminal Room. They... seem to be hitting it off quite quickly. Sure he could sit around and wonder how the heck he got transported into a place he didn't know... but that's not really his style. Besides, there's a little two legged wolf who's seems very happy to have him here. And Henry would be lying if he didn't think it was completely amazing that he has a partner who will never, ever leave him.

"So you're mine?" That's what they've said anyway, "How long've you been waiting?" He has to at least ask about it.

"Darling, that hardly matters now. Besides, such lonely days are best left in the past. I've a future by your side, and nothing shall tear me away. Ah yes, my name is Gaomon. I'm ever so pleased to be with you."

"I'm Henry. I'm glad we're finally together." Even if he had no awareness of the digimon's existence before today.

[for_granite]

Someone else isn't quite taking to her partner as well. Terra (not Terra, Amy) frowns at the little rock...thing. She'd just opened the door to get a peek out and he barged right in, bouncing on his heels (er, feet? does he even have heels?).

This was, of course, after dodging the little ball of fun -- Culumon, was it? -- and reading over the instructions left. Okay, great. Hero again. Not if she has anything to say about it...

But the little guy, Gotsumon, so he said, looks like he might not help that process. "You and me, we're gonna be great fighters! Superheroes! Fight the bad guys, save the world! Ra, ra!" He pumps one fist into the air after the other.

"Look," Terra says, "I'm...flattered, but I'm really not the "hero' person. Maybe you should find another--"

A gasp! "I can't find another! You're my partner! And I'm yours." His eyes are big and sparkly. Great. Terra hates letting down kids.

She glances around and spots an older guy. Kinda odd, wearing robes. But still, she'll take any help she can get.

"Excuse me," Terra says to him. "Look, this little guy-- can you help me with him?"

[genreawareness]

Kyouko!

[Somewhere on a bench right outside the meeting hall, her face practically buried in her D-Terminal, sits a quiet white-haired teenager. Her ankles are crossed, her posture relaxed, and her gaze and expression even as she scans the contents of her new device in silence. At her feet is a Labramon. . . a fairly excitable one judging by the way she's circling her partner's feet, tail wagging and ears perked forward]

Kyoukooooo!

[There's no response as the girl continues to read, clearly absorbed in her work]

Kyoukokyoukokyoukokyoukooooo--

-- yes, Labramon?

[The girl interrupts, and her gaze finally flickers up from her D-Terminal. The Labrador's ears twitch, and she leaps up to rest her paws on her partner's lap, tongue lolling out of her mouth.]

Hey! You shouldn't waste your time reading! There's a lot to explore, you know? Let's get going! My nose can sniff out the best of adventures!

Adventure isn't quite what I'm after. [Kyouko lifts a gloved finger and taps at the screen of her D-Terminal] And adventure without preparation and knowledge is foolhardy.

[Labramon lets out a small whine, before she rests her muzzle on Kyouko's knee, nose twitching]

So I gotta wait till you're done reading that guide. . .?

If you will. [Again, the girl drops her gaze to the device in front of her] They do say patience is a virtue.

And boredome killed the cat. . .

Curiosity, actually. [A small smile quirks up the corners of Kyouko's lips] But perhaps, that's close enough.

[Kyouko seems pretty absorbed with the Newbie Guide on her D-Terminal, but for anyone walking close enough, they may find themselves tailed by a pretty happy-go-lucky Labramon sniffing at their feet]

[beforeweproceed]

[Walter is still disoriented from coming back from the dead - and into this, whatever this is, exactly - to the point that he's still moving rather slowly, looking around and taking in this strange, colorful and bustling city of fantastical animals - creatures anyway. It's not until spying another Veemon on the road causes him to turn around for a second to look back at the one that's latched onto him that he notices the dog on their tail.]

You, er - lose something? Or someone?

She's just being friendly! ...I think. [The Veemon smiles sheepishly at no one.]

Terminal Room (prose or action tags are fine)

[clearhistory]

First, from the nothingness, there is light. She thinks it must be Sora's heart. Her thoughts are fledglings, only faintly there, and so she doesn't think about how it's strange that she's thinking at all. It feels like waking up, but not after a long dream. It feels like slowly opening your eyes, even though you haven't had enough sleep. That's when she realizes that there's something wrong. Not long after, the pain starts. Her thinking stops, then, because though she's initially confused, it quickly becomes too much for her to bear, let alone for her to spare thoughts.

There is the sound of a door opening, the mechanical kind, like at the Castle. Xion doesn't have time to collect herself before her knees quake and give way. She stumbles out of the chute and falls, but doesn't let out a cry. She's still in too much shock for that.

When you're brought back from non-existence and dumped into a room, it's not exactly a pleasant experience.

[possessedchroma]

[Marona is paying keen attention to the ongoings of the things around her. When someone stumbles and falls out of the chute, instantly she's worried. She had arrived in the same manner, but without the pain.

She rushes over to the girl, kneeling beside her body.]

Hey! Hey, are you okay? What happened?

Terminal Room

[renegadedriving]

This isn't the first time Shepard's opened her eyes in a mysterious place, nor the first time she's been thrust into some kind of insanity with absolutely no idea what's going on. Pointing a gun at Culumon was probably excessive, in hindsight, but she had no way to know that it was just a child when it jumped at her.

Which, of course, informed her of a very serious problem. Her gun is not working. Well, thank god, because she's not big on shooting small chatty alien children, but at the same time, not a good start to an unfamiliar place. At least the only native she's met so far seems friendly and compatible with her translator.

However, she had flatly refused to have any part of her scanned. She is in an unfamiliar place with absolutely no reason to agree to have her genetics scanned. The little white child is still chattering on, but she's mostly ignoring him to look around the room, fingers itching for the weight of her dysfunctional gun. It's more useful to have her hands free if it isn't working, but she misses it already.

She misses it even more when some kind of reptilian creature pushes into the room and charges her. She instinctively activates her biotic charge and... nothing. The lizard makes it all the way to her before half tripping over it's feet and offering a salute and one hell of a smile.

"Monodramon, at your service, Jane!"

. . .

"Who? Where the hell are we?"

Monodramon's eyes are sparkling with excitement, and Shepard is pretty sure that he's actually trembling.

"We're at the terminal! You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you, Jane!"

Shepard raises an eyebrow.

"Okay, first off, I don't know you, call me Commander Shepard. Second off, what terminal?"

Monodramon tilts his head to the side.

"You haven't read the welcome message, Ja-- Commander?"

Shepard sighs. Looks like she's going to have to actually let the computer scan her.

[codes]

Guess who else has a gun that's currently not working?

Funny how a teenager who's certainly not dressed for combat (what with those thigh-high boots and garter strap) is stuck carrying around a rifle much too large for her. Something's jammed on it, so of course she's tugging at it profusely to no avail.

Nearby is her partner, Lunamon, who doesn't seem to understand the value she's placing on getting this assault rifle to work.

"Stupid piece of stupid..." Grunting in between tugs, she doesn't seem to be getting anywhere other than randomly pointing the barrel at people and there she goes straight for Shepard next.

Terminal Room

[trainsurdragons]

To say Hiccup was overwhelmed right now was a bit of an understatement. Stuck inside during one of the biggest blizzards Berk had ever had, and suddenly he's sucked into a different world. ...Or rather, the same world, just a place that was far, far from Berk. Though everything seemed relatively the same at first.

That was until he saw the Digimon.

Though to be honest, at first, the few Digimon- dragonlike ones to be specific- he spotted led him to believe that Berk apparently wasn't the only place with dragons. Yet...it didn't take him long to realize that that wasn't the case at all. This place was a lot different.

The second he stepped into the terminal, Hiccup nearly tripped over his partner: Gomamon. The little aquatic Digimon had lifted his head at the time with a grimace, ready to give him a piece of his mind until recognizing who this human was. "Hey hey! You're my partner, aren'cha? My name's Gomamon!" The boy pulled his foot back and knelt down in front of Gomamon, blinking. "I'm...your partner?" "It's a long story, but don't you worry, I'll try to help explain everything! I-"

At that point Gomamon trailed off, tilting his head a little as his expression both became confused, and softened. "...Hey, what's up with your leg?" Hiccup stiffened a bit, blinking himself a few times. It had been a long time since anyone asked him that, but for now it didn't matter. He was in an unfamiliar place, with unfamiliar people and strange creatures. ...And one of them claimed to be his partner.

So, with a weak smile Hiccup leaned over and lifted Gomamon in his arms, finding the closest bench to sit down on as he answered, "Don't worry...Gomamon. I'll try to....explain everything."

[turnip_rage]

There was a scoff from behind him. "You're the one that needs to explain things?"

The speaker was a shortish, dark-haired teen with... a tail? There was a blue dog creature - Gaomon - standing behind him, though it remained quiet. Apparently, this person hadn't heard Gomamon's question, only Hiccup saying he'd explain everything.

He glanced down at the small electronic device in his hand, frowning as he again read the message. "I guess the explanation we got is adequate, but..."

outside the Main terminal

[skycutter]

[It's like being in Gran Pulse all over again. Doesn't matter if Gran Pulse was a wilderness and this Tokyo place is more like a slightly less technologically-advanced Cocoon-- Hope's starting from scratch in this place. And the bad part is that he doesn't have any of his magic or any of his teammates with him.

Just this... Digimon who calls herself Renamon. Who kind of reminds him of Lightning in terms of personality.]

So, uh... [awkwardddddddd.] What do we do now?

Whatever you want.

You're the one who knows this world though. What do we do?

[They're... probably going to be at this for a while. Interrupt?]

[renegadedriving]

[Shepard is starting to develop a serious headache. Unconscious teenagers, chattering alien children and strange, obsessed fanboy lizards will do that to you. Monodramon is following her loyally as she finally leaves the room she'd been dropped into.]

[And walks right into someone's conversation with their own tag-along monster.]

They're not really big on helping you figure out what's going on.

Outside the Terminal Room

[digivvolvve]

As Impmon stood at the entrance to the Terminal Room, he wasn't sure what he was doing there anymore. His entire existence he has waited for this 'Chosen Child' -- He knew that the only way he could become stronger was to connect with this 'Eridan.' Yet, his short time spent at Terminal Tokyo has helped him to realize a rather game changing detail! After seeing all these Chosen Children, he has found out that he actually didn't like any of them! These humans weren't all that interesting to him now that he's seen many of them up close. How was he supposed to become stronger with one of these humans as his partner? Impmon wasn't impressed with these humans at all, they weren't any children he would choose.

Even with these feelings, here he was still at the entrance knowing that this 'Eridan,' would soon be there. Subconsciously fidgeting at his bandanna and occasionally sighing out loud dramatically to let out how tense he felt inside, he anxiously waits for his Chosen Child to finally reveal himself to his Digimon. When the doors to the Terminal Room finally open, Impmon is struck dumb at what he sees.

Not a human. Definitely, not a human.

The nothuman, in return, exits the Terminal Room with his Digivice and D-Terminal and stares at his Digimon. The purple cape that fluttered behind him as he stepped out now settled at his heels due to the lack of sudden movement.

"... You must be my Digimon," he finally decides since Impmon has otherwise lost his voice at the sight. The nothuman had a slight accent to his words as well as an air of superiority as if he was better than who he was speaking to.

"You're not a human," Impmon finally exclaims from his shock.

The nothuman -- Eridan, his name was Eridan -- Slightly bares his sharp teeth in what seems to be disgust, "A' course I'm not human, I'm a troll. A sea troll, to be exact. The purple blood that flows in my veins makes me the closest to royalty you will ever get. I'm better in every way to anyone else around here."

Impmon, finally over his shock by now crosses his arms and grins at that, "A sea troll? Well, if you really are better than all these other Chosen Children like you say, then you better be ready to prove to me and make me stronger than all these other Digimon. Otherwise, with the way you look you might as well be a tool instead of a troll."

Once again Eridan bares his teeth a bit at the nerve one must have to say anything like that to him, "The only tool around here is goin' to be you unless you get stronger like you're fuckin' supposed to. If you can't keep up with me then I won't need you."

Instead of being completely off put by Eridan's words like most might, Impmon only looks like he's more than ready to challenge and be challenged by his Chosen Child like this. This was much more like it than any other Chosen Child he's seen, in his opinion. "Same goes to you, Eridan. Better get to know my name, it's Impmon. I already know yours, I've only been waitin' for you all my life. Took you long enough to get here."

In reply to that, Eridan only rolls his eyes, "At least I know how devoted you are to me, in that case. As you should be, considerin' who I am. Eridan Ampora, a member a' the aquatic aristocracy back where I'm from. Not that it fuckin' matters now, considerin' it doesn't seem like I'm ever goin' back home."

Not about to mention the reason for that is his home was hit by meteors and his entire species gone. Not to anyone he just met like this, anyway -- As far as anyone has to know, his species is still just as amazin' as it's always been. As for this conversation he seems to be having with his Digimon, Impmon, just about anyone could possibly hear it if they are within earshot.

[turnip_rage]

"Wow," came a remark. The tone was dry, and distinctly unimpressed. "Looks like we've got a winning team, here. Gaomon?"

Gaomon was silent, but glanced up at his partner and gave a slight nod of agreement.

"You really need to speak up... anyway," the human-looking person - Espio - said. "How come you got to stay as a whatever-it-was? I only got to keep a tail."

Outside the Terminal

[ridingwild]

[Mondo doesn't look like he's in very good shape right now. Strings of data occasionally flicker across his skin as he took a lot of damage before arriving here and hadn't fully recovered yet. He'd be pretty confused in this situation even if he wasn't hurt, but at this point he almost seems to be walking around in a daze.

He was carrying DemiDevimon - who, seeming to respond to his partner's weakened state, had decided to take a nap. Mondo wasn't entirely sure he should be carrying the digimon around, because ever since Monobear he's been just a little bit wary of any small cute talking creatures, but so far nothing here has exploded or threatened to kill anything else.

So for now, he'd just go with it, because at this point pretty much anything was better than being stuck in Hope's Peak.]

Re: Outside the Terminal

[genreawareness]

[Holy]

[Shit]

[Talk about faces one didn't expect to see. She has to do a double-take before she confirms that yes, that ridiculous hair style belongs to someone she knows]

O. . . Oowada-kun?

[The voice may be familiar, and it comes from a nearby bench, where Kyouko is sitting, D-Terminal in her lap. Her entire body is frozen in place in surprise]

[ALSO THERE'S A DOG SITTING AT HER FEET but surely you don't care about dogs do you Oowada!1]

npc time! outside the terminal~

[digisincerity]

[Jyou had actually planned to go to bed at a decent hour. And he actually had! Gomamon had teased him once again for turning in around 9 that night. But as midnight hit, so did the earthquake. A really bad one too. But there was also a lot of clamor outside. Loud voices reaching to where he had taken up residence.

If only to make things worse, no matter how he tried, he couldn't get back to sleep. Especially as the local Damemon had decided to start up a racket.]

Why did I chose the apartment building closest to the Meeting Hall? Why?

Because you wanted to be near the Terminal but not in the Meeting Hall itself?

That was a rhetorical question...

[Sighing heavily and figuring he'd try and get the Damemon to be quiet, he puts on a jacket over his pajamas and a pair of shoes and heads outside. But he isn't prepared for what he sees. Suddenly there are more people coming out of the Terminal. People with Digimon. More Chosen! Not just children, but adults too! Not a single one of the new arrivals look familiar. Not just yet. This is too weird. Well, not as weird as finding out Koushirou was just a little older than him when he first arrived. But it's still weird!]

Jyou! Look at all the Chosen!

Yes, I can see them. There's a lot of --ow! Your claw just dug into my back!

You complain too much.

[And soon enough, Jyou has one Gomamon perching on top of his head. Sighing, he looks around. Sure enough, the Damemon are all running around. A massive tide of the little Digimon making a huge racket that he'd be surprised if anyone could sleep through it.]

I guess I can forget sleep... unless someone has earplugs.

[Gomamon thinks for a moment before dropping both of his front fins over either of Jyou's ears.]

Nice try, but I can still hear everything. [HEAVY SIGH]

ohboy as if one Gomamon wasn't bad enough

[trainsurdragons]

[After getting acquainted with Gomamon and spending quite a long time exchanging information, Hiccup decided it was best to head from the Terminal and go outside, if only for some fresh air. The building was starting to get a bit crowded at that point, and so bustling and loud that Hiccup could barely hear what Gomamon was trying to say. If that wasn't a feat, he didn't know what was.

He stays on the pavement for now, off to the side to keep out of the way of other people trying to pass by. All of these...odd high-tech buildings....it's nothing at all like what Hiccup is used to, and it's more than a bit overwhelming.

But he doesn't have much time to get a good look before he's nearly choked by Gomamon tightening the grip of his front fins around Hiccup's neck, after having claimed Hiccup's shoulders as his personal taxi for the day.]

Hold up! Look, just over there!

[Hiccup blinks and finds his head being forcefully jerked to the side by Gomamon, who's trying to get him to see the other two in the distance past the crowd.]

Look, s'another Gomamon! Go on over there, go say hi!

[And of course Gomamon is yelling loud enough in Hiccup's ear for Jyou and the other Gomamon to hear quite clearly, even before he has the chance to make his way over.]

around town!

[digisurvivor]

Ryou Akiyama didn't often stay in Terminal Tokyo. He had a room to stay in, certainly, but with Cyberdramon the way he was the boy often left the city for far too long. He got away with it, at least, since he always came back with something for Koushirou, but he never stayed long. In part it was because the boy had grown used to being out in the wilderness of the Digital World then in a city. His time in Tokyo just a few months ago had made him feel even more off canter.

He supposed it came from being in the Digital World nearly three years.

However, even Ryou couldn't stay away when the earthquake shook all of Terminal Island. Cyberdramon had grunted and snarled, whispering something about an enemy and Ryou knew it was the end of it. Hopping on the back of the large Ultimate, the boy had made it back to Terminal Tokyo in record time. He'd thought something else had gone wrong and, well, maybe it had with the amount of people that were suddenly there. Almost instantly Ryou retreated within himself.

Placing a hand on his partner's arm, Ryou led him through the vast wave of people uneasily. Cyberdramon, too, was either uneasy or just too far excited as every now and then his chest would rumble with a growl. "...It seems the Digital World is calling more people," the boy commented lowly to his partner as they backed into one of the wall's of a building. Cyberdramon's answer was to growl before responding. "Are you jealous?" The words came out almost mocking.

Ryou quieted again. He was used to seeing other Chosen, but he'd never done well with working with them. Even when he met Takato and the others he still worked alone. It helped that Cyberdramon wasn't exactly people friendly, not with Milleniummon inside of him. He had to work alone, but in some cases-- did he like it? He wondered momentarily if Cyberdramon could read his mind as the Digimon started the low rumbling of a chuckle.

"Mmm," Ryou managed nonchalantly, stepping forward, "let's see what we can do to help out."

ugh okay sleepy time

[digisincerity]

Eventually Jyou ran into him, Gomamon still flopped on top of his head.

"Ryou-san! I haven't seen you in so long. Could you please help me quiet the Damemon down? They're going to keep the whole city up! They're keeping me up! It's simply unhealthy not to get a full night's sleep!"

"I don't see what the fuss is about. Gomamon chimed in, waving a fin lazily. "Just stick some cotton things in his ears, Ryou."

"Do you have any idea how many repercussions that could have if it's put in wrong?!" Jyou asked, reaching up to pluck Gomamon off his head. Then his attention went back to Ryou. "But ah... Ryou-san. If you have any earplugs on hand to loan me, I would appreciate it."

OUTSIDE OF HOUSING

[beforeweproceed]

"Hey. We're going home already, Walter?" Veemon asks as he and his partner approach the apartments.

"Huh - little early to be calling it that, isn't it? You didn't live here 'til today, either."

"That's not my point, but I didn't, yeah."

"All the more reason for us to drop by," he says. Veemon's face screws up a second, and then he nods, conceding. "Get our room, get settled in... Get some rest. Think about a few things..."

Walter lowers his head and his eyes to watch the spot where that flicker had occurred for a few paces, and shudders. Rest and deep, serious thought - about what he's doing here, why, how, what those flashes of distortion and pain mean - are both definitely in order.

And there'll be a bit of time to see if he can get some sensible explanation on the workings of this world from his eager new companion, too.

[dekochan]

Iori spots him, and mistakes his age for being in a position of power. She tugs on his coat from behind because she isn't sure how to get his attention otherwise.

"H-Hey you, are you in charge here? Because I really need to get home."

It seems like she's trying to be aggressive, but the fact that she's just a scared girl shows through more than anything. Behind her, her Elecmon finally catches up, seeming a bit annoyed that he's being ignored by her but also concerned for her well being.

open; everywhere and willing to prose it up if you prefer ❤

[codes]

[ If there's anything Rin Tousaka is familiar with, it's entering another world. Honestly, this will teach her to nod off while she was in the middle of the desert. What was meant to be a nap was a moment of vulnerability in which she was swept up into another world.

"What a real pain in the..." Fortunately the rest of that phrase is drowned out by the excited Culumon nearby.

    ➀ For those who remain outside the Terminal Room just a little longer, there's a girl dressed in red and black and is that really a tramp stamp window with a perplexed expression on her face. Her hand will gesture in the air, a finger tracing along nothing as her frustration seeps out. Soon enough, she's gesturing to anyone who's willing to pay attention as she asks how to access the interface of this world. Does she actually sound experienced at the concept of ending up in another world?

    ➁ Once outside, this teenager girl doesn't approach anyone. Instead, it's her Digimon partner who wanders around with a shy demeanor. If spoken to, she might duck behind whatever's available to hide whether it's a box, a building, or someone else's legs. The Chosen Child she's suppose to be near is frightening enough and told her to wander off elsewhere. She can't abandon her though so she'll linger close enough; if you're unfortunate, you may end up speaking with both.

    ➂ When Rin does bother to make her way towards her apartment, there's a flood of relief on her face. Three whole bedrooms to herself. Boy does this place know how to treat a stranger right. Initially, she was going to complain over being stuck in an apartment (shouldn't someone who's chosen for destiny or whatever get a palace?), but this will do for now. A room to stuff her partner in, a room to stuff her stuff in, and a third to sleep in. Yes, she's unaware that she has roommates despite being told she will.

No matter where she's found, it seems there's one constant: she's got a temper. A shame she has the most pushover of Digimon partners out there, huh? ]

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[dekochan]

[ You just get a perplexed look from this girl when you ask that. She's sitting on a bench with her Elecmon, who she's currently ignoring. ]

I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you hit your head when you arrived. You should go get it checked out.

Outside the Terminal Building/feel free to tag in action if you want!

[scratchitti]

Everything hurt. Neku didn't know it, but being brought back to life as data was not the most pleasant of experiences. As such he mostly ignored first Culumon, then the little rabbitdog that had started chattering at him. Instead he stumbled his way out like a zombie, his steps wobbling and his path uneven. His body was still crackling with static when he made it outside.

Not only was he fighting not to break down physically, but the fact that the tears from his last Game with Joshua were still dropping from his lowered face told that it was emotional as well. The past three weeks. Getting shot. Now this... this...

He tossed back his head, and bellowed at the top of his voice to the sky. "WHAT THE HELL!?!" All confusion and rage and panic. This was just... too much for his heart and brain to handle. It was enough to make most people around him back the hell away, leaving him the center of a personal circle.

Terriermon leaped in front of him, waving her tiny paws around to give him space, hopping about. "Back up back up, don't mind my partner he's just having a melodramatic tempter tantrum. Please ignore and go on your way!"

"Raaagh!" Neku snarled, kicking weakly out at the digimon, who dodged easily but was not amused. "Hey! No need to be a douche about it!"

[dekochan]

The unafraid Iori walks up to Terriermon, seeming quite upset. Really, she's just angry about being dragged into another world and having some stupid Elecmon follow her around. But throwing her anger onto other people is totally healthy, right?

"Hey you! Bunny thing! You shouldn't talk to your partner that way!" Iori isn't going to get close, but she still yells at the digimon, pointing an accusing finger at him, "How do you know he's not seriously hurt? Maybe we should get him to a doctor, stupid!"

Elecmon, who is behind his partner's ankles, just gives a slow apologetic nod.

Outside of Main Terminal | Prose or brackets, doesn't matter~

[crampinmyback]

An almost impossibly tall and thin man stood amidst the other newly arrived, dressed in a green suit that was fancy enough to make him look well out of place; as if the black stovepipe tophat adding to his height didn't already do that. He was fiddling with the D-Terminal, slowly pacing forward a few paces, then back again, working a small circle. The look on his face was one of displeasure and, surely enough, the longer he went on the more furious the button presses were getting.

At first he looked like he was alone, and then the enormous collar of the suit jacket shifted, allowing a small and white, ferret-like Digimon to move up until she was sitting on his shoulder, little paws braced on his head.

"It's not going to tell you anything different."

"I knoww, I know." Once-ler sighed gruffly, finally shutting the device with his thumbs. "I was just hoping that maybe I could find more answers if I looked hard enough."

Kudamon was silent a moment, the cartridge at the end of her tail flicking thoughtfully. "Perhaps the answers will lie in getting to know the others."

Another sigh. "That'll be fun." He looked around, regarding the assembled with a somewhat disinterested expression. At least, it looked that way at first, but there was a curious gleam somewhere deep in there. "Alright- Kudamon, y'said?"

"Mmhm."

"I guess it's worth a shot."

[renegadedriving]

[Oh my god what is this man wearing. Shepard isn't terribly excited to go talk to someone in a top hat, but he's the first adult she's seen since getting here so she hardly has a choice. She glances down at Monodramon instinctively to see if he has an opinion on this, but he's still looking at her like she's some kind of goddess. No help there.]

Excuse me.

[She is completely unbothered by how much taller than her this man is. She could probably break him in half if she wanted to, if he turns out to be the aggressive kind of crazy person. Seriously, why that hat?]

Outside of the Main Terminal

[recollection]

Namine's entrance was certainly a lot less painful than some of the others, but it was still awkward being pulled from Darkness and turned into data. Regardless, she's unharmed right now, and that's what counts.

...Although with how busy the Terminal room is, both partners feel a little claustrophobic. Naminé's been around people, but not usually so many at once. So after introductions, Lunamon leads them out quietly until they find some steps to sit on and talk.

Which isn't really going all that well now that Naminé has a chance to read the letter.

"I'm sorry, but I can't stay." Oh man, those are not the words a partner Digimon wants to hear. Though she isn't blubbering, Lunamon looks far from pleased, she looks even a little upset.

"But... but you have to! I've been waiting for you..." The rabbit's gaze drops to her lap whereas Naminé just looks away. Why in the world would someone wait for a girl that isn't supposed to exist?

"...There's something important I need to do. So... maybe you can find someone else, someone that's better suited for this. I'm sorry. I really am, but I need to find a way back."

There's a lot of awkward silence following this, and neither one of them is looking at each other. As much as Naminé says that she needs to go, there's something that's keeping her rooted there. Something that makes her want to be sure that Lunamon's going to be okay.

[skycutter]

Something about that conversation catches Hope's attention. He doesn't mean to eavesdrop, really, but he's been loitering around the area trying to find a good vantage point to survey the city from, thus hearing those last few words.

"Excuse me."

Awkward. Hope's not sure how to open conversations anyway-- he's bad at talking to new people in general.

"Are you guys okay?"

Wandering the Marketplaces --prose or brackets, either works!

[brentwood]

Because if there's any one location that will allow you to get a feel for the local scene, it's the shops.

The first stop had been the marketplace right in front of the Main Terminal. Tim had been quick to slink away from any commitment that might involve being in a room full of strangers, just as confused as he was, in the Terminal Room. It was obvious they had all only just been summoned through that portal-- through the gates. He wasn't going to get any answers from the disoriented people there.

And. Y'know. He felt kind of silly in his costume, kind of like he stuck out like a sore thumb, and that's one thing Robin doesn't want to do.

Outside had been waiting Gabumon. It's a weird name, and Tim supposes by now all monsters must end in -mon, and Gabumon hadn't been indifferent in meeting him, no. It was just that the way he acted was far too lax-- like they'd been buddies forever and a day and Gabumon was more than comfortable in taking up the couch in Tim's room to snooze without ever asking permission. That was metaphor, but Tim has the undying suspicion that it'll prove true. Gabumon wasn't proving to be any danger, despite being a bipedal lizard wearing a blue tiger pelt and with a horn on his head. He was also sticking too close for comfort, no matter where Tim went. There wasn't a minute when there was more than six inches separating the two bodies and, well. That's uncomfortable.

They were a silent pair. And that's fine by Tim. He's here to watch, to maybe overhear something about this being a big dastardly plot instead of an ill organized inter-dimensional rescue. It's hard to keep in the shadows when he has no working grapnel gun to swing to a rooftop, out of sight out of mind and all that. It being the middle of the day didn't help either. Colorful as he was, maybe he can pretend to be a Digimon, too. Infiltrate the natives and...

Gabumon touches a warm, scaly, furred hand (paw?) to Tim's. It snaps him out of whatever thoughts he was having, and he stares down at the sluggish Digimon, puzzled.

"I'm hungry," Gabumon says. Not pleading for food or a break or anything, just in a low lazy voice that's saying what the monster is feeling.

Tim wonders why he doesn't just go and find some food, then. They aren't really tied together, right?

(Why does thinking like that make him feel like a jerk?)

"Maybe we can find some clothes later," he replies. Gabumon touches his hand again and, oh. Oh, this is weird. Robin holds Gabumon's hand, and off they go in search for something to eat, wandering through stands and stalls in the streets.

[acceptedburden]

Kaldur had come to a similar conclusion. He saw no one he recognized in the crowd and with everyone so confused it didn't seem like he would be of much use here (and it WAS a crowd, had all these people really been summoned at the same time from across the universe). Kaldur did not mind crowds so much, but even he was finding it oppressive. Not to mention Culumon would have more than enough friends to play with so Kaldur did not feel quite as guilty leaving the little guy.

His own digimon had been an interesting meeting. She was a female Gizamon (apparently) and her appearance was certainly what one might imagine if they heard the term "monster." However, it seemed that the spines on her back and fangs were really only appearance and while she was quiet, she did not seem evil or mean.

"And there's a really tasty stall just down that way with the best fried food," the Gizamon was saying. Kaldur was taking the tour good naturedly as it gave him a chance to explore more of this new world. While he wasn't completely engaged in what Gizamon was saying, he would have to thank her later.

After all, if she hadn't gestured down a particular path Kaldur would never have seen the flap of a black and yellow cape attached to a boy. Kaldur stopped in his tracks, "Hold on."

He took off without another word and Gizamon shouted after him. She was much slower and was quickly left behind. Kaldur knew he should have been concerned but the sight of the familiar cape had gotten him excited. "Robin! Wait."

Perhaps he was not alone after all.

Terminal Room || Brackets or prose, both are fine~

[strengthinkindness]

She sat on the ground with her knees drawn up, her head buried in her arms and overall trying to look as small as possible. So far she's managed to remain unnoticed by others, but she worried someone would see her eventually. With how much she changed...

No...she had to keep reminding herself that her new appearance wasn't really that strange. Around here - wherever she was - she looked fairly normal. These...humans...all pretty much looked the way she did now.

It was her wings - her feathered wings, the one thing from her former self she had kept, the one thing from home that at first had brought a small comfort when she realized she still had them - were what would really draw people's attention to her.

And with everything going on right now, she didn't need anything else to terrify her.

Whatever Twilight's new spell was supposed to do, Fluttershy doubted it was supposed to be this. The letter hadn't helped all that much, there was still so much she didn't understand. And everything here was so strange and unfamiliar; this world, these people, the...Digimon...even herself.

It was all so overwhelming. She didn't know what to do...

"Fluttershy...please don't cry..."

She lifted her head, a little startled by the sudden voice. She had almost forgotten about the little rabbit creature beside her.

Lopmon...he said that they were partners, and that he'd been waiting for her all this time. He wouldn't say how long he'd been waiting...and through the most frantic of her panic earlier, he had been so patient and answered her questions as best he could. Even now, he was looking up at her in concern, lightly resting his paw on her leg.

Sniffling a little, she wiped away the remaining tears from her eyes. If he had been waiting for her for so long...she didn't want to make him wait any more.

Slowly, she unsteadily rose to her feet, not used to standing on just two legs. Sure she had stood on her hind legs, but not for long periods of time. Her wing unfurled automatically to help keep her balance, and though she worried about other people seeing, she still took a little comfort in having them.

Lopmon stood at her feet, watching her carefully. "Are you okay now?" he asked softly,

She sighed. "N-no...but..I-I don't think it'll help much to just...sit here forever."

"It'll be all right..." Lopmon smiled, his chest puffing out a little. "Don't worry, Fluttershy. I'm gonna protect you from now on."

Despite her lingering fear and confusion, his words managed to bring a small smile on her face. "Th-thanks, Lopmon..."

[trainsurdragons]

[So far, Fluttershy wasn't the only one taking some comfort in not being noticed. Well...noticed by anyone else other than their partner Digimon, at least. And for Hiccup, Gomamon was taking the place of ten people just on his own. Even Toothless wasn't this hyper, and he couldn't talk at least.

As they pass by, Gomamon riding on Hiccup's back with his front flippers resting on his shoulders, the young viking can't help but notice Fluttershy standing there looking very unsure and out of place. Then again, she was in the same boat as everyone else.

Unfortunately, Gomamon got a better look at her before Hiccup could even have the chance to say anything, and spoke up quite loudly.]

Heeey, I didn't know humans had wings!

Wandering around, feel free to meet him anywhere (prose or action fine for replies!)

[pegasusonearth]

It was pretty telling when your life was filled with so much weirdness already that finding yourself in an apparent digital version of Tokyo with a neon pink and purple Lizard-dog monster barely made you freak out for more then a couple minutes. It was... actually somewhat cool? He'd already been in some really realistic VR stuff before, and from what he understood it seemed like this was probably similar, or something.

Either way, he was willing to at least take a look around first. Psychemon, the aforementioned neon dog-reptile monster, was in all honesty a pretty interesting if eccentric little guy. Energetic and curious and lovable, he had greeted Kazu with a big hug. He was just so darn excited too, Kazu couldn't help but get swept up in it a little himself.

Really one of Psychemon's only faults he'd come across so far was a complete lack of an attention span. It seemed every time Kazu looked away the digimon had wandered off to investigate something new. After almost losing track of him for the umpteenth time Kazu eventually decided that the best solution was a piggy back ride. Psychemon was not exactly the smallest digimon he'd seen, but he was small enough that carrying him on his back wouldn't be too much trouble, and he could glide along on his skates a little quicker without having to worry about him keeping up.

There was still one issue though.

"Augh! Again with the horn!" Kazu winced, maybe this hadn't been such a good idea, "Careful when you turn your head. You almost skewered me that time!"

"Sorry Kazu. I thought I saw something neat!" Psychemon replied, poking the teenager with his horn again as he turned his head back.

"Aah! You did that on purpose," Kazu grumbled, "This probably isn't working out maybe I should-"

"Nononono! I like it up here! I can see everything!"

Kazu could only sigh in response. Guess his furry backpack was there to stay for the moment at least.

[martianimalism]

[Hawkmon and Kazu might get along then, because Gar is currently sharing Psychemon's penchant for ignoring what was considered an attention span in order to explore. Also why Kazu may hear the exasperated shouting from him as Gar bounds over, or rather, follows after him as he looks at Psychemon with wide eyes and a large smile.]

Hey, what's your name? [Whether he means Psychemon or Kazu, it's unclear.]

Near the main Terminal

[whatisthislife]

BlackWarGreymon hadn't gone far after leaving the Terminal Room and Culumon. For now, he was standing near the side of a building, collecting his thoughts. He was, first and foremost, uncertain of what to do with himself.

Culumon, and the message from Izumi, had mentioned something about the worlds being merged. He knew that would spell disaster for both worlds if it was not fixed, and it took him little time to decide that he would aid the Chosen Children in any way he was able.

That was not what left him confused. He watched children - and adults - as they left the Terminal Room with their Digimon partners, but he could not be certain that he should interact with them. Surely none of them had encountered anything like him before, and if his time in the Digital World had told him anything, he knew full well that his very presence was threatening. He had no desire to instill fear in those he intended to aid, but he did not know any way to approach them without doing so.

He would concern himself with how his body existed in time....first he would attempt to meet these Chosen...somehow.

Re: Near the main Terminal

[changelingdude]

"Whoa! Dude! What's YOUR name?!"

A scrawny green humanoid with pointy ears was starring up at Blackwargreymon in awe. His partner was a Psychemon who looked to be utterly horrified at how perfectly comfortable Beastboy was talking to strangers.

[Reverse River, near Terminal] I'll match whatever - brackets/prose

[acceptedburden]

Kaldur sat with his feet in the water. It wasn't the ocean but it was the closest he could find at the moment. Gizamon seemed to be enjoying the change of scenery as well. Not that he could blame her, after all, that terminal had been getting progressively more crowded as time passed. Kaldur wasn't exactly a social butterfly and while he wanted to learn all that he could about this new situation, he also knew he needed to take a moment to focus his thoughts.

Which was why he sat at the water's edge, soaking his feet and debating a swim all together. That was out of the question though. Kaldur pulled both the D-Terminal and the digivice he had received from a pocket and stared at the devices. While the people in the terminal had seemed confused and bewildered he still wished to speak to them about matters. They needed to get organized but perhaps it was too soon to do that. After all, not everyone was as used to strange occurences or being a hero as he was.

No, the person he REALLY wanted to talk to was this Koushirou fellow. His words had been a bit overwhelming and, while informative, still left Kaldur with more questions than answers. He knew he couldn't hold that against the other, but it would certainly make him feel more productive if he could speak to someone like that.

Kaldur closed his eyes and sighed. There were still too many questions and no answers in sight. But, perhaps it might be better if someone came and distracted him from those thoughts.

[headup_stickontheice]

"Come on, this way, this way!" A melodic voice sounds and along floats a Lucemon, pulling Cam -- still with his black backpack, still tired, still flickering, when will he stop? -- along by the hand.

He lightly protests, "You're just taking me back the way we came," but his voice is soft and sort of cracking.

Lucemon turns and touches his nose with one finger, an act that surprises him. "Silly Campbell! No, no, the river! I always feel great after a soak in the river! The park's lake's too deep for a soak, that's more for a swim!"

To be honest, he thinks they were both the same and his partner's splitting hairs...but he indulges her, until he sees Kaldur. "I-- O-oh, s-- sorry. We can. Go somewhere else, if we're, uh. Bothering you."

tokyo tower

[firewall]

I—It's an almost perfect reconstruction..

[ set to scale, of course, but still; this city was definitely modeled after Tokyo. And if they were to believe it really was all data, well.. it was certainly coded almost perfectly. It seemed more realistic than any video game he'd ever seen, and if the Digimon were controlled by AI, well, it was even more advanced than his own Alter Ego.

Chihiro is wandering about, entranced by his new surroundings. The Coronamon by his side, by contrast, looks quite bored, trudging along with his head held down. ]

Master, Master, can we stop touring and go do something else? Like.. train! Yeah, let's train. Master?

[ Chihiro turns to his 'partner' and smiles a little. Coronamon was odd, but he was pleasant enough. At the very least, his innocence made him forget about recent developments in Hope's Peak.. ]

Just give me a minute. We can train, too!

Re: tokyo tower

[genreawareness]

[TODAY WAS A DAY FOR ACCIDENTALLY RUNNING INTO PEOPLE SHE NEVER EXPECTED TO SEE IN PERSON AGAIN]

[Thankfully, she had already spoken to Mondo at this point, so the surprise that broke through her mask and registered on her features was much more brief this time around]

Fu--

Fujisaki-kun.

[Labramon wagged her tail]

Oh? Another friend?

Roaming Park; prose or action, I'll do either~

[headup_stickontheice]

It might just be a sick joke that Cam's partner is an angel. A little, energetic angel, grabbing at his hand and offering to show him the entire world. In a way, she almost reminds him of a more energetic Maya. Like if someone crossed Maya and Tori. That train of thought hurts too much, so he stops.

The angel -- Lucemon -- offered to show him all around town, but Cam's still flickering, and immediately she recognized that was...bad. "Ohhh, ohhhhh," she'd murmured, her excitement waning, and she grabbed his wrist and started pulling him. He...didn't really fight. He figured he'd be taken to a doctor, but instead, he'd ended up at Roaming Park.

Lucemon turns to him, grins, and pushes him to a bench. "Lil' fresh air always helps, yep!"

He tries to offer a smile...but it looks more like a wince. Either way, she takes it, and while he sits, collecting his thoughts, she flutters around humming.

The fresh air really is nice. He likes it more than being cooped up...but he'd still rather... There's a lot of other things he'd rather do.

Re: Roaming Park; prose or action, I'll do either~

[changelingdude]

CRACK!

There was yelp, and some crashing, and quiet suddenly a blur of green fell out of a just across the walkway from Cam. It landed in a bush where a Psychemon sighed and folded her arms, torn between concern and annoyance.

"Satisfied?" She asked as her apparent partner struggled to escape the tangles of the bush.

"Nope! I won't be till I can fly again." He argued.

STATUE OF LIBERTY | PROSE OR BRACKETS I WILL MATCH YOU

[chemistryinmotion]

[Because I couldn't not make this joke.]

Wally's been wandering around this so-called "Digital World" for a while now when he happens across the Statue of Liberty. He remembers the message on his D-Terminal saying something about the Real World and the "Digital World" merging, but he was unaware Tokyo had a Statue of Liberty. He guesses it's like how Las Vegas has a Statue of Liberty. Why not.

Still, he can't help but stop in front of it and stare at it intensely, so intense he's almost shaking. Oh, yes, he can feel the greatest movie reference of all time coming on.

"Oh my God... I'm back. I'm home. All the time it was... we finally really did it."

He looks over to Elecmon, who blinks up at him quizzically and tilts his head, then turns back to the statue, falling dramatically to his knees.

"YOU MANIACS!" he screams, pounding the ground with his fist. "YOU BLEW IT UP! OH, DAMN YOU! GODDAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!"

[And just in case you don't get it: he's reenacting the last scene of Planet of the Apes! Because he's a giant nerd.]

[brentwood]

He had managed to ditch Gabumon for the time being. Well... ditch sounds like a strong word. He had left him to rest, since the big guy was getting tired, and he obviously knew his way around the city better than Tim ever could. He felt guilty for it, sure, and even the sensation of not having one of his hands compromised was starting to feel weird, but Tim tells himself he'll be back to meet with his buddy later.

A breath of fresh air and some quicker, more sly exploration is what he needs to do. That's how he came to the Statue of Liberty and-- wow, talk about disconcerting. Should the talk about the gates slipping between the Real world and Digital world prove true, that is. Otherwise, well-- Robin had to admire the accuracy in the rendering of the program file that must have created this thing.

He turns only when he hears a scream-- it sounds dangerously distressed and puts him on alert. It's a half second later when he pin points where it's coming from, and he's expecting a violent scene not a--

not a theatrical reenactment.

Not a. Uh.

That's not.... right. There's so much not right about what he's seeing right now.

He's silent approaching. It's a habit. He doesn't bother to hide a quizzical expression, almost mirroring Elecmon but for a totally different reason. "Wally?"

Because if you know someone's name, say it.