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April 17th, 2013
[ The D-Terminal turns on to show Zack sitting on the couch, fiddling with his cellphone. He flips it open and closed a few times, looking more than a little exasperated when the screen remains blank. After a few seconds, he addresses the network; ]
Hey, did anyone else wind up bringing their cellphones here with them? I tried to check mine and it won't even turn on. I figured I'd at least be able to see my messages, even if I can't make any calls.
[ He flips it open again, pulls the battery out and then shoves it back in and still it won't work. Great. ]
So, am I the only lucky one having trouble here?
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Hey, did anyone else wind up bringing their cellphones here with them? I tried to check mine and it won't even turn on. I figured I'd at least be able to see my messages, even if I can't make any calls.
[ He flips it open again, pulls the battery out and then shoves it back in and still it won't work. Great. ]
So, am I the only lucky one having trouble here?
Tentomon, could you move that a little?
[The feed turns onto darkness and the sound of frantic typing. There's a sound of movement as an insect Digimon moves a way a box. The room it shows seems to only contain a thirteen-year-old boy and said Digimon, if you don't count several computers and heaps of water bottles.]
Thanks. [Koushirou only briefly glanced up at his partner before turning his attention to the computer and finishing up a piece of information.]
[With a sigh he turns his attention to the D-Terminal.]
Hello there. I know I've introduced myself before, but now that we're doing it somewhat in person-- my name's Koushirou Izumi. This is my partner Tentomon.
I know many of you have questions, so I'm going to answer them the best that I can. It's taken a while with how things are going and I haven't been able to reach Gennai-san until recently, but what we have should help.
Six months ago an abnormality appeared across the Digital Plane. We're still working out what it is, but the outcome was the merger of worlds. Whatever it is has managed to reach the connection to all the worlds. Since then the worlds have lost their balance. Earthquakes happen frequently as the worlds shift on top of each other. All of you appeared after the last one, which we feared was going to happen.
The Digital World uses us as a sort of defensive mechanism, this is because the bond between Digimon and Human is great. Normally, the Digital World doesn't call so many of us at one. I believe that just shows how dire our situation is. Every Chosen Child that has ever been born is being called to this one point in time.
Unfortunately, the only way to end things and go home quicker is to fight. We have some leads right now that a few of my friends are out checking on. Gennai-san has also started traveling between the rest of the Digital Worlds to see if there's any information he can gather. We've gotten closer to some answers recently, but I'm afraid we still don't have nearly enough...
[He glances at the computer screen.]
Right now everything is kind of hectic. We're torn between finding the answers and keeping the worlds from totally collapsing. I'm not sure how well it's going to end...
Anyway, please, i you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I'll answer to the best of my ability, but try to remember that we don't know all the details to the situation right now.
[The feed turns onto darkness and the sound of frantic typing. There's a sound of movement as an insect Digimon moves a way a box. The room it shows seems to only contain a thirteen-year-old boy and said Digimon, if you don't count several computers and heaps of water bottles.]
Thanks. [Koushirou only briefly glanced up at his partner before turning his attention to the computer and finishing up a piece of information.]
[With a sigh he turns his attention to the D-Terminal.]
Hello there. I know I've introduced myself before, but now that we're doing it somewhat in person-- my name's Koushirou Izumi. This is my partner Tentomon.
I know many of you have questions, so I'm going to answer them the best that I can. It's taken a while with how things are going and I haven't been able to reach Gennai-san until recently, but what we have should help.
Six months ago an abnormality appeared across the Digital Plane. We're still working out what it is, but the outcome was the merger of worlds. Whatever it is has managed to reach the connection to all the worlds. Since then the worlds have lost their balance. Earthquakes happen frequently as the worlds shift on top of each other. All of you appeared after the last one, which we feared was going to happen.
The Digital World uses us as a sort of defensive mechanism, this is because the bond between Digimon and Human is great. Normally, the Digital World doesn't call so many of us at one. I believe that just shows how dire our situation is. Every Chosen Child that has ever been born is being called to this one point in time.
Unfortunately, the only way to end things and go home quicker is to fight. We have some leads right now that a few of my friends are out checking on. Gennai-san has also started traveling between the rest of the Digital Worlds to see if there's any information he can gather. We've gotten closer to some answers recently, but I'm afraid we still don't have nearly enough...
[He glances at the computer screen.]
Right now everything is kind of hectic. We're torn between finding the answers and keeping the worlds from totally collapsing. I'm not sure how well it's going to end...
Anyway, please, i you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I'll answer to the best of my ability, but try to remember that we don't know all the details to the situation right now.
[So here's a Salamon.
A Salamon with a knit sky blue collar that completely covers up the Holy Ring all Salamons wear around their necks. And this little guy is very pleased about that.
In the background, Kanji can be seen sitting cross-legged on his bed with his knitting needles, making what looks like Salamon-sized sky blue beanie. He doesn't seem to notice that what his Digimon is doing...]
Hey, hey-- Look at what the boss made me! [Points with one paw at the collar.] Isn't it cool? I bet all you other Digimon are out there feeling pretty j--
H-Hey! Fuckin' stop that-- [Guess who's just noticed the transmission and it looking downright shocked.] What the hell are you doin'?!
[alskdfhalsdkjfhalksd he's okay with his hobbies and all BUT SHEESH what a way to announce it to a whole bunch of strangers.]
A Salamon with a knit sky blue collar that completely covers up the Holy Ring all Salamons wear around their necks. And this little guy is very pleased about that.
In the background, Kanji can be seen sitting cross-legged on his bed with his knitting needles, making what looks like Salamon-sized sky blue beanie. He doesn't seem to notice that what his Digimon is doing...]
Hey, hey-- Look at what the boss made me! [Points with one paw at the collar.] Isn't it cool? I bet all you other Digimon are out there feeling pretty j--
H-Hey! Fuckin' stop that-- [Guess who's just noticed the transmission and it looking downright shocked.] What the hell are you doin'?!
[alskdfhalsdkjfhalksd he's okay with his hobbies and all BUT SHEESH what a way to announce it to a whole bunch of strangers.]
[Well here goes nothing. Marino stares at the device and decides on what is the most important thing to say. She's surprisingly calm. It doesn't take too long for her to decide on a course of action. Offering a polite smile, she stares at the device. Clearing her throat, she leans a bit forward.]
Excuse me, has anyone heard or seen someone called Mizuno Yō?
I'm her older sister and I'll really appreciate it if anyone can help me. It's really important that I find her.
[She puts emphasize on the important part but that doesn't seem to be enough.]
The thing is that Mizuno tends to get into trouble.
[Maybe she shouldn't have said that... A hint of red invades her cheeks. Now, she can only hope that Mizuno doesn't see this.]
Thank you for listening.
[She quickly turns off the device.]
Excuse me, has anyone heard or seen someone called Mizuno Yō?
I'm her older sister and I'll really appreciate it if anyone can help me. It's really important that I find her.
[She puts emphasize on the important part but that doesn't seem to be enough.]
The thing is that Mizuno tends to get into trouble.
[Maybe she shouldn't have said that... A hint of red invades her cheeks. Now, she can only hope that Mizuno doesn't see this.]
Thank you for listening.
[She quickly turns off the device.]
[Though during the parade Hiccup had been dragged around a bit more than he would have liked, he's been getting restless lately. He's not really used to being cooped up inside so much, but the city is still a lot to take in. Compared to the forests and mountains of Berk this was a big change. Of course Gomamon insisted that he was just overreacting, but the viking is really suffering from a bit of culture shock.
So, fed up with being stuck in the apartment while everyone else was off doing who-knows-what, he wrenched one of the drawers near his bed open and reached his hand around inside until he found a pencil and a pad of paper. Even these simple tools- compared to charcoal and parchment- were foreign to him.
It's just a short walk down a few flights of stairs to get down to the street, and once he makes it outside he heads down the sidewalk for a block or so with Gomamon riding on his shoulders. Then, finding the nearest bench, he sits down and pulls Gomamon off, setting him on the bench beside him so he can hold the pad of paper in his lap.
And what does he do?
Immediately he starts drawing, his hand moving quickly to rough out a sketch before moving to make the lines darker in places as needed. Gomamon tilts his head with a frown, noticing that Hiccup is glancing over at him every now and then before looking back at the paper. In almost no time at all, Gomamon finds himself looking at a picture of his own likeness in the notebook, nearly perfectly rendered with all of the acquatic digimon's features down to the exact detail.
That done, he then brushes some eraser shavings away before beginning to write the oddest looking symbols above and around the picture. It doesn't look anything remotely close to English, or Japanese even- rather an old language unfamiliar to anyone but himself.
Of course, neither Hiccup or Gomamon notice that his D-Terminal fell from his belt onto the bench, turning on accidentally.]
So, fed up with being stuck in the apartment while everyone else was off doing who-knows-what, he wrenched one of the drawers near his bed open and reached his hand around inside until he found a pencil and a pad of paper. Even these simple tools- compared to charcoal and parchment- were foreign to him.
It's just a short walk down a few flights of stairs to get down to the street, and once he makes it outside he heads down the sidewalk for a block or so with Gomamon riding on his shoulders. Then, finding the nearest bench, he sits down and pulls Gomamon off, setting him on the bench beside him so he can hold the pad of paper in his lap.
And what does he do?
Immediately he starts drawing, his hand moving quickly to rough out a sketch before moving to make the lines darker in places as needed. Gomamon tilts his head with a frown, noticing that Hiccup is glancing over at him every now and then before looking back at the paper. In almost no time at all, Gomamon finds himself looking at a picture of his own likeness in the notebook, nearly perfectly rendered with all of the acquatic digimon's features down to the exact detail.
That done, he then brushes some eraser shavings away before beginning to write the oddest looking symbols above and around the picture. It doesn't look anything remotely close to English, or Japanese even- rather an old language unfamiliar to anyone but himself.
Of course, neither Hiccup or Gomamon notice that his D-Terminal fell from his belt onto the bench, turning on accidentally.]
[The screen flickered for a second before turning on. It showed Donnie in his room, having moved enough things out of the way that his bo staff wouldn't hit it. He was moving through a few katas, moving his staff expertly and quickly through various moves that only a highly skilled ninja could follow. He may not be in his world anymore, but he was in some world that could have some kind of danger appear any second. He needed to be prepared for anything.
You've been playing with your stick all day, when are you gonna quit? It's boring to watch you after the first hour?
Look Kamemon, I have to train. If I don;t my ninja skills will get rusty, and while I'm here I certainly don't want that happening. Besides I do this on a daily basis at home, this is just what I do.
Ugh, fine. I'm just gonna keep playing with your D-Terminal until your done.
...Your what? You didn't turn anything on, did you?
Ugh... no. [Well except the camera, but who would watch something as boring as a fifteen-year-old humanized turtle play with a giant stick?]
You've been playing with your stick all day, when are you gonna quit? It's boring to watch you after the first hour?
Look Kamemon, I have to train. If I don;t my ninja skills will get rusty, and while I'm here I certainly don't want that happening. Besides I do this on a daily basis at home, this is just what I do.
Ugh, fine. I'm just gonna keep playing with your D-Terminal until your done.
...Your what? You didn't turn anything on, did you?
Ugh... no. [Well except the camera, but who would watch something as boring as a fifteen-year-old humanized turtle play with a giant stick?]
