*Dante is greeting the network today from the edge of town...with a Salamon on his head. Yep.*

Welp, took me long enough, but I'm finally in Hospitown.

It only took you so long because you spent time goofing off instead of travelling, you lazy idiot.

Lighten up, little lady. It was the beach!

*Salamon rolls her eyes but doesn't reply.*

Anyway, anyone wanna point me to the nearest place to buy booze in this dump?

Oh, and Nero, we oughta meet up in person sometime soon. Maybe Kid and the little lady can help find out what your squidbug's made of.

( Filtered to Roze )

[Suddenly, everyone's D-Terminal gets a text message.]

This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?

[It seems someone's gotten lost.]

Everyone who signed up for patrols! Or hell, anyone!

Where are you, what's your condition? I need information! ASAP!

Begging everyone's pardon, I dislike interrupting your doings for personal matters but has anyone seen Lady Roze?

Julie and I went out for more wrapping paper while she stayed here and sorted through the work she was doing for the festival and when we came back, her D-Terminal was left behind.

It is not like Lady Roze to leave her terminal.

Are you kidding? She'd remember that before she'd remember her damned underwear. [ Julie grunts, looking over Musashi's shoulder before going back to rummaging through Roze's papers. ]

Did she have an...uh...arranged...meeting...with anyone? [ He might be blushing under that mask, but its hard to say. ]

[Look, it's everyone's favourite one eyed 12 year old girl who is actually a 4 million year old robot dude!

... and it looks like as he's talking to you all? Jetstream is braiding his hair, and it doesn't look like Whirl is stopping the digimon.]

Look, I kinda get that humans don't live too long and all that scrap. But you guys make up a lot of frikking reasons to have parties. And some of them are really silly, [Jetstream sort of tugs on his hair, which gets an ow.] no offense to like. Roze and her year party.

[Cause he likes Roze, but everyone else?]

Like "birthdays". Just have a frikking party because you want to, really.

[Another hair yank followed by another ow, and a huff.]

Or just think of something frikking better to celebrate.

[And then he adds, as almost like an after thought.]

Oh yeah and that annoying slagheap Misfire doesn't seem to be here anymore. Frikking pity, really.

[Trixie casually strolls out of her room with her PawnChessmon hot on her heels looking flustered. This is because she's only wearing her hat and her cape. She informs him to turn on the communicator and he fumbles with it as she passes through the living room heading for the door.

The first image to appear on the network is of her bubbly blue butt complete with matching moon and stars markings on the sides like a tattoo. The camera pans up and she turns to face the camera with a flourish of her cape and flashing her modest sized bare chest in the process]

Greetings adoring fans! It is I, the Great and Powerful Trixie!

And Trixie is curious. With the city all smashed up are there ANY businesses open? Preferably where Tricie can procure more of those lovely peanut butter crackers they had in the vending machine near the main Terminal?

[not even mentioning the nudity... Because why would she?]

S~o I'm writing up the last details on the festival. I've got a few things here and there, but I want more advice.

[ Roze is sitting on her bed, hair pulled up loose and pinned with chopsticks in a "librarian" style, papers surrounding her, a pencil tapping against her lips. ]

I want to include things from other people's world's and cultures. So what do you people do for your end of year or "end of cycle" celebrations, huh?

Hardly anyone responded to their invitations, but I'll assume a lot of you don't know what RSVP means. Despite that, if there's anyone out there willing to add to the festivities, I'd love to hear your ideas.

Anyways, lemme know.

Oh yeah and uh...

We need more help with the music, if anyone is interested. Neku's got the tracks taken care of, but if there's anyone out there that knows how to actually play stuff, I'd like to talk to you. --Don't worry, Wily-Kit, I've already got you down.

Now that cleaning efforts are wrapping up, I have a proposition for you, Terminal Tokyo. I'd like you to listen, and I'd like you listen carefully. Ever since I've gotten here only a week ago, I have heard over and over how inevitable it is for us to be attacked again. I've heard it said that organization on the scale of emergency prevention is impossible because of how often everyone comes and goes here.

My name's Shannon Vaughn and I think that's all a load of bullshit, frankly. What I'd like from every one of you is to reply to this if you have any passing interest in helping during the event of an attack or natural disaster. Even if you don't think you have any marketable skills, say something here. That's what training is for, and if we want to stop picking up pieces instead of stopping the problem at its source, we'll have to do it.

What I need now is for everyone interested in combat, communications, medical aid and support, and then anyone interested in working to lead and organize those groups during a crisis. In addition to that, let me know if you would like training in any other areas and we'll organize what we can to get you the skills you need to help out. Information on the chain of command will be readily available once we actually have one established.

This is a big effort, but I'll be damned if I'm going to sit back and take the hits. Give me what you've got and I'll do my best to make sure we're prepared for anything else trying to take us down.

[ Later, added in as text: ]

( Better descriptions of what the roles entail inside. )

[ ooc Comment here to talk over specifics with Shannon or sign up IC! Comment here to sign up, OOC, and have your character involved should they have nothing to say here but want to contribute anyway. This is mostly a flavor thing in the long run, but is an attempt to bring community to characters and possibly start warding off invaders IC depending on the responses. ]

[The feed is Cam, and he's walking while he talks, looking through one of the in-tact marketplaces, so it seems.]

Hey, huge favor to ask. Can anyone who got here with...some kinda music get in touch with me? I just wanna make a copy of it on my D-Terminal. 'Course if the thing you had it on got fried, I can show you how to transfer it over.

Kinda need as much as possible, as soon as possible. By, the 15th at the latest.

Thanks, to anyone who does, I'll, uh... [He thinks.] I'll make it up to you if you do, swear.