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

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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From one corner of the room to the other, his eyes dart, until they land on the lone skate. He nearly gags, only nearly because he hasn't eaten anything in hours to actually throw up.

The Grim Reaper... Sounds sad. Like a girl. And it's short. Flickering like him. He squeezes Hoot again and feels a little lighter.

"...Am I dead?"

"I d-don't know." Her eyes dart, trying to take him in. No... No, he doesn't look like Roxas at all. His eyes are the wrong color. His hair isn't even spiky. He's holding a toy. It looks... like an owl? It's cute. But she doesn't understand.

And she is realizing that she probably doesn't have any of his answers.

He blinks quickly, thinking maybe the flickering will stop. Like spots in front of his eyes. ...But nope, it still continues, and the pain does too...though it's dulling, a little.

A lump rises in Cam's throat, but he doesn't cry; that's embarrassing to do in public, just like Dallas said. He swallows it. "I-- I'm sorry I...surprised you."

Did she think he was someone else? She said something, like a name. Great, something else he's messed up, if he could be anyone else, he would.

"It's... It's okay. You didn't mean to."

She doesn't know what to do. He still looks scared. But she doesn't even know his name, let alone where they are or how they got there, or how she's even here at all, but she -- she has to do something. Because she's scared, too. She understands. So how is she going to make this better?

"Are... you okay?"

And what -- what's with those... lights?

It's at that precise moment that the excitable little Digimon made his presence known. Ears pulled out as he flew between the two of them, the Digimon's eyes remained wide wide with happiness.

"Culu~ culu---" he squeaked before carrying on, "Hello! Wanna play?"

He grinned widely before pausing, a small paw going to his face.

"Culu? Are you broken?"

Since Cam's just arrived, he hasn't met his partner. He hasn't even heard the explanation of what's going on, so he stiffens and stares. Culumon doesn't scare him, he just...confuses him. This isn't the afterlife. It can't be.

"What...who are you?" He winces as more flickering flashes across him. He wants to answer yes, but instead he just keeps holding Hoot.

Ah... Wh...at?

"A Heartless?" is what first comes out of Xion's mouth. That's wrong, she realizes as soon as she says it, because it's talking, and it isn't trying to eat them or run away.

Broken? She manages to keep the echo of Saïx's words at bay, but Xion can't help but stiffen.

"Wh... What do you mean by that?"

The Digimon appears to wilt into himself, features falling even more. Paw remaining at his mouth, Culumon looked confused between the two humans. Koushirou hadn't said humans could come in broken!

"Culumon's a Digimon Digimon!" he finally chirped happily, "you're in the Digital World!" Avoiding the subject totally works, right?

Well, momentarily, anyway, as he continues on, "Culumon's never seen a broken human before," he considered, pausing briefly, "can you still play, culu?"

Watching the little creature -- a Digimon? what's...? -- Cam's hand loosens a bit on Hoot, if only so he's not crushing the little stuffed animal.

His body still hurts and bursts of data still swarm around him-- a digital world, weird creatures, this, he's supposed to be dead -- yeah, he'd count that all as broken. "Play?" He asks weakly. "I... I can barely stand."

But he can't just say that to the little guy. It'd disappoint him, and though Cam barely understands what's going on, the cute little creature shouldn't be disappointed.

So he adds, quietly, "...right now."

"Play? I... guess... I could..."

A... Digimon...? -- But that doesn't matter right now. She seems to be doing better than this boy, so she needs to try to help.

"Here, maybe... Will you let me help? I know a spell..."

Half-leaning on his arm (and then shifting, because that hurts more), Cam looks at Xion with a frown. She's not the Grim Reaper, but she still appears to be just a hooded figure. It's unnerving. But she's being nice, and he's pretty sure he wants to be anywhere but here, so nice is alright.

"A...spell? Like magic?" Suspicion and confusion lace his voice. But magic can't be anything any more out there than, well. A Digimon.

"Uh-huh. It can heal injuries. So, maybe..."

Xion doesn't want to summon the Keyblade, as much as it makes casting easier, but she's never needed the help. Magic has always come easy to her, easier than it ever did to Roxas, if only from practice. She holds out a hand, palm facing the boy. "Cure."

...

Nothing happens. Xion's elbow bends, fingers curling uncertainly.

"Why...?" She extends her arm again. "Cure." Still nothing. "Why -- ?"

"Culu," the Digimon said in confusion. Were they ignoring him? He slunk back into himself uneasily. Why were they so worked up about a couple of data bits? Maybe they really were broken!

"Humans can do magic, culu?" Culumon piped up, "are you a Digimon?" Well, it certainly seemed the question to ask!

"Oh! Maybe Kou-kou's letter has an answer!"

Whatever she's trying to do, obviously it doesn't work. And she looks just as confused as Cam is. Wherever they are, nothing's operating as they think it should.

Cam looks at the little Digimon, Culumon, and he studies him. Despite not quite understanding what he's really saying, something sticks out. "...Letter?

Xion pulls her arms back into her personal space, brow furrowing (not that Culumon or Cam can see that, thanks to the hood) and mouth tugging into a frown (which they can see). Why isn't her spells working? Is she really that drained after that fight with Roxas...? Maybe it's because she gave everything she was -- is -- to him. And that's why she doesn't have any of it.

Her gaze lowers. She gave everything to him... So it's impossible for her to be here right now. So why? Why is she...?

"What letter?" she echoes Cam, even as her body language closes off.

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

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