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[Hey Terminal folks, it's Whirl again! The one eyed pigtailed girl has a day off and is sitting outside the newbie apartments with a puzzled look upon his face. Or at least what can be seen of his face from where he's holding the device, and when Whirl speaks well...
If you're not a Cybertronian?
The sound coming from his mouth would remind one of a cat fucking a dial up modem.]
What is frikking going on around here? I tried to talk to that annoying little guy, Eren, that I have to live with and he looked at me like I was talking like Perceptor!
[The most horrid of insults, being mistaken for Perceptor. Totally.]
And like scrap I could understand him either, sounded like he had a mouthful of energon goodies.
[Of course Whirl isn't aware that no one else is going to understand him, and right now Impmon is out getting lunch for them...]
((ooc: if you can't guess, italic is Whirl speaking in Neocybex/the current Cybertronian language from his universe. Huzzah Lost in Translation event.))
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If you're not a Cybertronian?
The sound coming from his mouth would remind one of a cat fucking a dial up modem.]
What is frikking going on around here? I tried to talk to that annoying little guy, Eren, that I have to live with and he looked at me like I was talking like Perceptor!
[The most horrid of insults, being mistaken for Perceptor. Totally.]
And like scrap I could understand him either, sounded like he had a mouthful of energon goodies.
[Of course Whirl isn't aware that no one else is going to understand him, and right now Impmon is out getting lunch for them...]
((ooc: if you can't guess, italic is Whirl speaking in Neocybex/the current Cybertronian language from his universe. Huzzah Lost in Translation event.))
[Eren looks considerably happier this time around. Which, considering his default state is "pure, righteous anger", isn't much of a feat. He's sitting next to his Tentomon with the D-Terminal in his laps, and he's actually...smiling, looking like the fifteen year old he actually is.
Then he opens his mouth.
The language he speaks is odd - more like a mishmash of languages than anything else. People who are particularly observant might notice a few influences - a lot of German, a bit of English, French - pretty much every European language ever condensed with some Asian languages and turned into what Eren's saying right now. He gestures as he talks, and he doesn't seem at all deterred that he's speaking complete and total gibberish. His Tentomon seems to understand him, at least.]
Don't you think it's amazing that it happened so soon? It's done wonder's for your mood!
[Eren makes a face at the Tentomon, turning back to the scream and mumbling some more of his strange language before the feed ends.]
Then he opens his mouth.
The language he speaks is odd - more like a mishmash of languages than anything else. People who are particularly observant might notice a few influences - a lot of German, a bit of English, French - pretty much every European language ever condensed with some Asian languages and turned into what Eren's saying right now. He gestures as he talks, and he doesn't seem at all deterred that he's speaking complete and total gibberish. His Tentomon seems to understand him, at least.]
Don't you think it's amazing that it happened so soon? It's done wonder's for your mood!
[Eren makes a face at the Tentomon, turning back to the scream and mumbling some more of his strange language before the feed ends.]
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[There's a young, blond haired boy sitting at a bench outside of the small (although it's extremely large to him) Tokyo Tower with a blue dog beside him. The Gaomon refuses to stand still, punching and kicking and jumping around, even as Armin sits as still as he can. He's silent, staring at the ground as a million thoughts run through his head (why him? what is this place? he got the explanation but it just brought more questions. was he the only one here? how would he survive here, he's never known anything outside of the walls that wasn't out to eat people.) He sits there for almost an hour until he finally gets to his feet, taking a deep breath and clenching his hands into fists to keep them from shaking. He's got to figure this out. He begins to walk, the Gaomon pausing its training to follow him as he begins to look for anybody he would be able to talk to.
And that person is you! Clad in a dark green cloak with the crest of a pair of wings embroidered into the back, Armin's expression is both serious and nervous, and he manages to stay calm as he walks up to you, raising his arm to show his D-Terminal.]
Excuse me-- I just arrived here a short while ago, and I'm afraid that I'm having trouble figuring out how this works. If you're familiar with how it works, would it be all right if I asked you to show me? As well as... a few tips on how to get by around here, if it's not too much trouble.
[video;]
[The video is later in the day, hours after Armin left the Tokyo Tower and learned some locations in Terminal Tokyo and found his way to the newcomers' apartment. He hasn't entered his room yet, but instead seems to be standing in one of the corridors, holding his device to show his face on the camera.]
... This is Armin Arlert of the Scouting Legion.
I've arrived at the housing prepared for newcomers to this world. If there is anybody from the Scouting Legion, Garrison, or Military Police -- or anybody who recognizes those names, I would like to request correspondence.
[There's a young, blond haired boy sitting at a bench outside of the small (although it's extremely large to him) Tokyo Tower with a blue dog beside him. The Gaomon refuses to stand still, punching and kicking and jumping around, even as Armin sits as still as he can. He's silent, staring at the ground as a million thoughts run through his head (why him? what is this place? he got the explanation but it just brought more questions. was he the only one here? how would he survive here, he's never known anything outside of the walls that wasn't out to eat people.) He sits there for almost an hour until he finally gets to his feet, taking a deep breath and clenching his hands into fists to keep them from shaking. He's got to figure this out. He begins to walk, the Gaomon pausing its training to follow him as he begins to look for anybody he would be able to talk to.
And that person is you! Clad in a dark green cloak with the crest of a pair of wings embroidered into the back, Armin's expression is both serious and nervous, and he manages to stay calm as he walks up to you, raising his arm to show his D-Terminal.]
Excuse me-- I just arrived here a short while ago, and I'm afraid that I'm having trouble figuring out how this works. If you're familiar with how it works, would it be all right if I asked you to show me? As well as... a few tips on how to get by around here, if it's not too much trouble.
[video;]
[The video is later in the day, hours after Armin left the Tokyo Tower and learned some locations in Terminal Tokyo and found his way to the newcomers' apartment. He hasn't entered his room yet, but instead seems to be standing in one of the corridors, holding his device to show his face on the camera.]
... This is Armin Arlert of the Scouting Legion.
I've arrived at the housing prepared for newcomers to this world. If there is anybody from the Scouting Legion, Garrison, or Military Police -- or anybody who recognizes those names, I would like to request correspondence.
