[A small laugh. This child is pretty obsessed with demons. Joshua's not exactly heard anyone but him use that term for the digimon, which is pretty indicative that his version of Tokyo isn't all that peaceful.
But there's a time and a place for that. Now certainly isn't it.]
...Hm? It's pretty obvious. Look outside. There's elements of both just standing side-by-side in the same reality. Our vending machines, their dull little city. And like I said, it's really not supposed to happen this way. The earthquake which happened when we were brought here is kind of conclusive to that.
Imagine- Hibiki, Floramon, a pane of glass. A cracked one. That's the wall between parallels. Something that keeps one thing on one side, another thing on another. In our little imaginary situation, we're trickling into this world. Drops, if anything. That's what our vending machines are. There's probably multiples because it's way simpler to just duplicate something than find variants. Takes up less space too, if you get my drift.
[And if they don't, too bad. He doesn't want to go into that.]
Now imagine on either side of said pane, you forcing your hands against it. Whichever pushes hardest will certainly win. But the pane itself... It won't be pretty when it finally gives out. Look at all the damage caused by that earthquake just to bring little old us here.
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[A small laugh. This child is pretty obsessed with demons. Joshua's not exactly heard anyone but him use that term for the digimon, which is pretty indicative that his version of Tokyo isn't all that peaceful.
But there's a time and a place for that. Now certainly isn't it.]
...Hm? It's pretty obvious. Look outside. There's elements of both just standing side-by-side in the same reality. Our vending machines, their dull little city. And like I said, it's really not supposed to happen this way. The earthquake which happened when we were brought here is kind of conclusive to that.
Imagine- Hibiki, Floramon, a pane of glass. A cracked one. That's the wall between parallels. Something that keeps one thing on one side, another thing on another. In our little imaginary situation, we're trickling into this world. Drops, if anything. That's what our vending machines are. There's probably multiples because it's way simpler to just duplicate something than find variants. Takes up less space too, if you get my drift.
[And if they don't, too bad. He doesn't want to go into that.]
Now imagine on either side of said pane, you forcing your hands against it. Whichever pushes hardest will certainly win. But the pane itself... It won't be pretty when it finally gives out. Look at all the damage caused by that earthquake just to bring little old us here.