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themainframe2013-08-09 11:48 am
zerotosixty) wrote in themainframe2013-08-09 11:48 am
[#001 - Video]
[So, going from celebrating his team's victory over the Decepticons to suddenly being a human? Just a little bit weird. He'd listened to everything that had been explained to him in kind of a weird daze, for the first half of it all thinking that he was just dreaming or something.
But then he'd met his partner and realized that maybe, just maybe, this wasn't a dream after all.
After the initial shock wore off, Smokescreen had scooped his companion up, much to her dismay, nd started to wander, only turning his D-terminal on when Hawkmon managed to smack him upside the head with her wing.
So say hello to a smiling, blue eyed young man with a bird sitting on his shoulder, said bird rubbing her forehead as she mumbles something to herself.]
Alright, so. The Digital World. Not sure how the slag I got here and I'm still not sure if this place is actually real or not--
For the last time, Smokescreen, this place is real!
Right, okay, so it's real.
[He shrugs, almost knocking Hawkmon off his shoulder but he catches her, flashing the glaring bird an apologetic look.]
My name's Smokescreen, like the bird--
Hawkmon.
Right Hawkmon--said, and I'm a member of Team Prime, if..that means anything to anyone here. That little..hyper thing that was explaining things to me said that the worlds have combined and stuff...so, what do we need to do to fix it exactly?
Oh, you are hopeless.
But then he'd met his partner and realized that maybe, just maybe, this wasn't a dream after all.
After the initial shock wore off, Smokescreen had scooped his companion up, much to her dismay, nd started to wander, only turning his D-terminal on when Hawkmon managed to smack him upside the head with her wing.
So say hello to a smiling, blue eyed young man with a bird sitting on his shoulder, said bird rubbing her forehead as she mumbles something to herself.]
Alright, so. The Digital World. Not sure how the slag I got here and I'm still not sure if this place is actually real or not--
For the last time, Smokescreen, this place is real!
Right, okay, so it's real.
[He shrugs, almost knocking Hawkmon off his shoulder but he catches her, flashing the glaring bird an apologetic look.]
My name's Smokescreen, like the bird--
Hawkmon.
Right Hawkmon--said, and I'm a member of Team Prime, if..that means anything to anyone here. That little..hyper thing that was explaining things to me said that the worlds have combined and stuff...so, what do we need to do to fix it exactly?
Oh, you are hopeless.
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[Smokescreen tilts his head. Who this guy is, he has no idea.
But damn he has a pretty voice.]How'd you know all that?
...He's probably met your teammates, Smokescreen.
Oh. Right.
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He may have heard that before. One or twice.]Exactly. There's more than a few people around here you'll probably recognize, so you shouldn't have too hard a time settling in.
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Oh don't lie, Mr. Vakarian. You hear it all the time.]Well that's good to know, at least.
Ah--who are you, by the way?
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Garrus Vakarian. And unless Hawkmon was talking to someone else, you're Smokescreen.
[At the word 'Hawkmon', Patamon's face pokes in to frame. Another digimon?]
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Apparently my nickname is going to be 'Trion' from now on.
[Please excuse her rather matter-of-fact tone. She's a rather bossy little thing when she wants to be.
She does, however, relax a bit at the sight of another digimon, waving a wing a bit in greeting.]
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[Shepard's idea, and it stuck. It seemed fitting enough, and Patamon liked it.]