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[Generally Dave isn't fond of being on speaker of any kind, but with all of the dark, there aren't many options left. He's been mulling over a message to get out for a while now, but he's decided winging it will work best.

And no, Hawkmon, that wasn't an intentional pun. Don't laugh, it isn't funny.

Okay it kind of is.]

So let me get this straight- we have the ability to suck people in from different universes but we can't handle a black out? Poor form. The dim screen glow is super handy here but when you're new it's kind of hard to avoid bumping into whatever available surface there is. You know, at this rate I'm kind of expecting to run head first into some googoomon crotch.

Digimon, Dave!

Whatever.
Look, this is a long shot but Jade, John, Rose? If you guys made it here could you like, do me a fucking favor and text me? Hell, I'll take speaker crab if the option is there. You hear that? Speaker crab. When did all of my friends become flakes, I swear to god..

I'm not a flake!

No. I know. You're a bird- a googoomon- a- can you not go through my stuff, hot wings? [Can you hear the sounds of a bird lovingly shuffling through beautiful, personal photos? Because Dave can.]

What are these?

None of your bee's wax is what they are. Fuck man, they're photos, what do they look like? Give 'em here. [There are sounds of scuffling as Dave lovingly grapples with his new best digi friend.]

You certainly have a lot of photos of yourself, Dave.

Is that judgment I hear? Wow. I thought we were meant to be best friends and here you are.. [At this point he'll realise he still has the feed on.] ..Judging me.

I'm out. Restart. Just gonna leave a helpless plea for some light or information here. I'd really like some power or something so I can get an early start on thanksgiving dinner, but whatever, I'll take what I can get.

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If he isn't important enough to have a name, he's not worth worrying about. But hey, if this is the big ol' change room of the universe he might be in and out at some point.

You're a modern day Rapunzel, then. You can't really fight the metaphor when your social circle is limited to a tower.

Hey, you told me to branch out, I'm just giving you a once in a lifetime chance here.

Why wouldn't he have a name? And knowing him, of course he will, as if he could leave a place like this unturned for long.

The tower has apartment rooms in it, stop making it sound worse than it is. And actually I leave the tower a lot, I mean, do you see er, realise I'm not in there now.

Yeah, I'm sure I'm really missing out on being in some middle schoolers in-crowd.

Because you keep not saying it. Seems kind of suspicious, just saying. Speaking of names, though, what do you go by? Gotta know a name so I can avoid it.

You say that like the vacation here was entirely optional, broski. And that's irrelevant because I don't go to school. Can you tell?

Well, when you're used to everyone knowing who Tony Stark is. Well you get used to not having to say it. As for me, I'm your friendly neighbourhood Hawkeye. Clint also works.

Believe me, being pulled into another dimension has never been optional in my experience. And generally, not this fun. How does that even matter? You're still middle school age, right?

[As if he knows, he was living with a circus when he was a teen.]

Edited 2013-09-12 10:40 (UTC)

Tony Stark? As in Ironman? And I out ego him? I'm impressed. I'm basically Tony Stark if he inherited a puppet porn industry rather than the whole weapons thing. Also I don't know a damn thing about robotics but what I lack in genius I make up for in the ability to wear aviators.

I guess being Hawkeye is cool too. Do you still wear all the purple or has it toned down now that we've left the age of camp costumes?

I dunno, I haven't thought about school since meteors destroyed Earth and I ascended to god tier. The little things matter less, y'know.

Edited 2013-09-12 13:49 (UTC)

Of course. Even in worlds we aren't in people know about him. [Cue a slightly dramatic sigh] And okay, maybe you don't ego him, but you're giving it a good effort, kid.

Of course it's...

[Wait for it]

You've heard of me? And... I guess I have? Wasn't really cutting it for my figure. And what would you know about camp? other than it being something you show up to over summer?

Wait... You're a kid-god? Well this just gets better and better. Here I am with arrows that don't kaboom, but there's a kid who's also a god. That's just great.

Gods are bad?

One god is enough... But then without Thor here... I guess the quota's set?

Fuck yeah, A for effort. Whose the underachiever now, big shot? Not this guy.

Uh yeah. I mean I kind of prefer Spiderman, but as far as Avengers go you aren't too bad I guess. When you weren't quitting, that is. And bro, I know more than enough about both kinds of camp, don't kid yourself.

Not a kid. Sixteen. Out of the kid zone. I ascended to god tier and now I'm a knight, I think I deserve a little more than kid-god. If anything you may know me as Dave: Knight of Time and Spinner of Wicked Rhymes. For short.

For all I know I could be nerfed too. I don't exactly want to test my time powers when I'm not adjusted to the environment. But for future reference, I don't die easy.

Spiderman?! Really? He's just a kid. An annoying kid, who couldn't stop himself from naming my arrows for me. They have names already.

Quit? I didn't quit, the avengers broke up. Not that I didn't think about it sometimes.

16 is still Kid territory, kid. Aaand I think I'll just stick with Dave. If you earn it, kid.

Yeah, well I don't really die easy either, so that's not really all that impressive.

Yeah, well. What can I say? A kid likes a hero he can relate to and the last time I tried archery
Well.
The less said about it the better.

I would've had thought the time travel factor would be the impressive part, but I'm pretty much a heroic cockroach as far as death goes.

Who says I'm not relatable with kids? Kids love me.

[Okay, sure. He's saying that, but until now he spent a lot of time having the hardest time dealing with kids]

Well yeah, for normal people with normal lives, that would be the impressive part. But some of us have seen things that make time travel a bit everyday.

[Then he laughs at Dave calling himself a cockroach.]

Wow, now there's a really great image, right there.

If kids love you how come just about every other avenger has their own line of toys and you've got bupkis?

Oh, okay. The guy who shoots arrows really good is non plussed by the guy who could travel back in time and give him a wedgie every day of his life. Fuck you too, broseph.

[There is a long moment of dead air.]

They... Have toys? I don't remember this being mentioned at any of those meetings Cap likes to have...

[Suddenly he's feeling kind of annoyed and left out about this.]

I'm also a guy who shoots arrows who has been pulled into his third dimensional rift, can you see why time and space wouldn't surprise me so much?

Oh yeah, they have plenty of toys. Hell, they have merch so sweet I've considered adding it to my richly decorated room interiors.

And I'm a guy who played a game that got his world destroyed so he traveled to several planets only to settle on a meteor and wait for the final battle between a fuckton of star trek cast rejects. Can you see why being called a kid is fucking annoying?

Tony and I are having words when I see him.

If I can still be called son by Captain America, then I'm still calling you kid.

Look, okay sure if that happened sure it's impressive. But you're still a kid to me. But hey, on the plus side, you're not the only kid here who I call that here.

It's mister kid or nada, bucko.

Pretty bossy order coming from you, don't you think?

As a knight I feel like I outrank Robin Hood.

You can't call that. You're not even old enough to pay taxes to have taken from you!

The cape thinks otherwise, peon.

Yeah, because I'm really going to be intimidated by you in a cape.

Phu-lease.

It's not the cape itself that sends the message, it's the meaning behind it. They don't just hand out capes willy nilly you know.

Don't have costume shops or towels, where you're from, huh?

Not anymore, but we used to. The difference is my cape is real. You can feel the differences in your hands, the weight of heroism is like really sturdy cotton.

Anything you hang off your shoulders is a cape, and a real cape. Even a towel.

Wait, cotton? Yeah, try feeling the creepy-soft asgardian wool against your face as Thor's cape flicks in the wind and almost takes out an eye. Now that is a heroism heavy cape.

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