S-so, um... since my chosen's recovered, he's been away every night so far, coming back early in the morning... So I got curious, and I followed him out one night, and...
[There's a small sigh.]
He.... really likes spending time with the nurse digimon. I've never seen anything like it, I didn't think digimon even thought that way about humans, but... How can you even have a date with 3 different digimon at once?!
Um... I know the question's strange. But... I want to know about everyone's links to their chosen. Did you see any of their lives, in their worlds, at all? Was it just you knew who they were, but you didn't see anything, or...?
Last month, my chosen stopped me from becoming a digi-egg again. He stopped something... and the guy I looked on, my chosen, he wouldn't ever do that. Not for anyone- so... Though it was weird, I was happy. He named me, and everything. I thought that we understood one another, and he'd changed a little. I thought he'd started to care about me.
But...
this, everything he's done while he's been here. It doesn't make sense! He'd never do any of this. Not ever! He'd have already saved the digital world, because he's a hero, not a lecherous philanderer that spends all day sleeping! What if something went wrong when he was brought here? It's so stupid sounding... but what if... he's not the person I've been waiting for? He looks identical, speaks the same, has the same habits... but...
I don't know about any of this.
I think I'm going mad.
[And! As if on cue, there's the sound of a door opening. And! A certain "lecherous philanderer" shuffles inside, unceremoniously faceplanting upon his bed and a few seconds later, starts to snore.]
Hey! Does anyone know what those Black Gears that the guy who just sent out that distress call was talking about are!? And who else is going to go over to File Island to help? If Digimon are attacking each other that can't be good.
[ The camera fidgets a bit, her lip curling down into more of a frown. ]
Anyway, Biyomon and I are going to be heading to File Island to take care of this. So anyone else that wants to come who's in HospiTown should come with us so we can stop whatever these things are!
[ it's a Patamon on screen, only he's whispering to the device. as he moves the camera, some of the cafe can be seen in passing before its focus is on this guy, still staring at the menus. fortunately, Starscream isn't wearing anything that would give himself away as a Decepticon immediately
He's been like this for hours and I know it's because he doesn't know what sort of things he'd like or not, but c'mon!
[ and Starscream seems to notice, turning his head and blinking owlishly at his parnter. ]
Are you recording?
I'm asking for help since you can't make up your mind.
[ instead of rebuking the other, he rubs at his neck
[ you know, with some of the things that has happened over the last few days and whatever, Sora HAD thought that it'd be a good idea to spend some time with his partners. camping and stuff.
but the only thing that can be seen at the moment would be the trees. ]
Heeeeey! Is anyone out there? Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey!
[ yeah, that is Sora. can be heard, but not seen yet. Ryu picks up the D-T and it appears that Vixie has a Wormmon in her arms, looking up. ]
I'm not even going to ask, Sora.
[ while Ryu is actually LAUGHING, he turns so everyone can see. suspended in the air is ( 1 ) Sora, all tangled up in what looks to be webbing... wiggling around for the camera, it's obvious that he's pretty stuck. ]
Ha ha... You can get me down ANY time now.
And ruin the entertainment value? After you destroyed this poor Wormmon's home? I think not.
You can't leave me up here!!!! [ and looking right at the D-T: ] Someone? Pleeeease!?
but the only thing that can be seen at the moment would be the trees. ]
Heeeeey! Is anyone out there? Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey!
[ yeah, that is Sora. can be heard, but not seen yet. Ryu picks up the D-T and it appears that Vixie has a Wormmon in her arms, looking up. ]
I'm not even going to ask, Sora.
[ while Ryu is actually LAUGHING, he turns so everyone can see. suspended in the air is ( 1 ) Sora, all tangled up in what looks to be webbing... wiggling around for the camera, it's obvious that he's pretty stuck. ]
Ha ha... You can get me down ANY time now.
And ruin the entertainment value? After you destroyed this poor Wormmon's home? I think not.
You can't leave me up here!!!! [ and looking right at the D-T: ] Someone? Pleeeease!?
I don't need your help. [somewhat sullenly. Roxas turns the D-terminal around so that it focuses on his face, but he's not looking at it, now focused on the Digimon offscreen] You won't go away?
Of course not. I'm your partner.
Fine. Then... you may as well remember something for me. A name. It's-- [Roxas pauses. it's a long pause, and then his eyes widen] What was it?
Well... what did it start with?
Give me a minute, I'm trying to think-- Sh... Something with... [blankly, and increasingly frustrated] I can't believe I forgot again. Sh... She...
[you should probably interrupt him because he is really distracted and has forgotten what he was doing and that this thing is still on. feel free to stumble across him in person, too; he's just hanging out, sleepy evil koala on a low wall next to him]
Is the future for other worlds predetermined? Is it for the Digital World or the Real?
Does knowing what happens, mean it will now always happen?
If you meet someone from your future, does that mean you can't change it any more, since it's their past, and the past can't be changed? If changing your future to help you, might hurt other people and their past, or maybe even remove entire people from existing, do you have the right to try to change anything at all?
This transmission, there's another one. Needless to say, it's heavily filtered.
The camera is placed sideways, as Ringabel can't exactly get up. Not just yet. He's in his room in HospiTown, hair, for once, unstyled. Distinctly longer on one side than the other, if anything with it down he looks younger. Softer, even. More easily hurt. There might be a few blue claws poking at the sides of the screen as Biyomon fusses around him.]
I'm so happy you're awake now. That was weird, wasn't it? Do you normally just pass out, screaming like that?
It's the first time it's happened to me. That I remember, anyway. Regardless, the mechanism is transmitting now. Give me a moment.
Okay! I'll be right outside. Make sure I can use it when you're finished!
I will. Thank you.
( Filtered; Sora, Beastboy. )
( Filtered; Terra. )
( Public; )
[Approximately three days after
The camera is placed sideways, as Ringabel can't exactly get up. Not just yet. He's in his room in HospiTown, hair, for once, unstyled. Distinctly longer on one side than the other, if anything with it down he looks younger. Softer, even. More easily hurt. There might be a few blue claws poking at the sides of the screen as Biyomon fusses around him.]
I'm so happy you're awake now. That was weird, wasn't it? Do you normally just pass out, screaming like that?
It's the first time it's happened to me. That I remember, anyway. Regardless, the mechanism is transmitting now. Give me a moment.
Okay! I'll be right outside. Make sure I can use it when you're finished!
I will. Thank you.
( Filtered; Sora, Beastboy. )
( Filtered; Terra. )
( Public; )
So... uh. [He shifts uneasily for a moment, looking pretty much like the world's most uncertain Digimon right now--which probably isn't that all far from the truth.] Bruce hasn't talked to me at all since we got to Hospitown.
[Pause.]
I'm not even sure what the problem is, this time. He just... doesn't talk. I tried to talk to him a couple of times already, but he just either doesn't respond or just says something like 'Later' and then stays in his room and doesn't come out. I asked him once if it was something I did and he said he wasn't but he still isn't talking to me at all and I...
[He just wilts here, this time. Almost literally wilts because with all of this happening, Floramon is becoming sure of one thing:]
I'm useless, aren't I? Maybe that's why he doesn't want me anymore.
In an hour, when he finds himself sitting in the car form of his partner, playing session after session of video game inside his cabin, that wonder becomes joy. In three hours, when Vanguard goes to tell off some insolent digimon on Bee's behalf but Bumblebee speaks up on his own first, gently resolving the situation with his own voicebox. All he feels is confusion. Six hours later, when Vanguard has to step outside and get his feet on steady ground after one of Bumblebee's races, it's irritation. The final straw happens when Vanguard finds himself held in the giant, protective metal hand of his robot partner, narrowly injured from a reckless Chosen. Saved. Protected. Lovingly guarded.
Then... it's just anger and resentment.
He leaves Bumblebee to talk with companions just beyond the hole in their apartment (hastily covered by the staff with a sheet of plastic). Bee doesn't need Vanguard to help translate his feelings to the friends he encounters outside. He laughs, and dances and transforms just fine on his own.
So the digimon retreats to their room just a few paces away. It takes ten minutes for it all to boil over. In the back of his mind, he knows he's going to calm down and regret this later but... he's not thinking about that at the time. He angrily jabs an anonymous message into the D-terminal.]
+ [Anonymous Text] +
All you Chosen. You think you're so impressive.
You could hardly take care of yourselves when you got here. You couldn't figure out how to eat, sleep or walk. Some of you couldn't even speak. We chased off digimon three times our size to keep you alive. We kept you safe on the journey down to HospiTown.
We did everything we were supposed to. We're your digimon. We were made to meet you and fix this world together.
So much for partners.
You can take your real forms and just
Just go home. We didn't need you either.
[The moment he presses send, he experiences a moment of hesitation. Of something beyond anger. Regret? He crosses his arms and tries not to think about it.]
[ooc: Vanguard (Coronamon) will respond to text anonymously while Bumblebee will react to action outside the hospital.]
So uh...anyone else having this problem?
[The camera shifts to show Choco trying to calm down a rather frazzled Fluttershy...or at least one could assume it's Fluttershy. The yellow feathered wings are familiar, sure enough, but despite the human clothes, she clearly was not human at the moment. Her flowing tail, the same color as her hair, flicked anxiously as she paced on four hooves instead of two feet. She seemed to mutter an "Oh no..." with each turn, passing by Choco over and over as he tried to talk to her.]
C'mon, Fluttershy...it's nothing to worry about...
[The camera turns back to Sprout.] ...Little help?
((OOC: Can stay video, or can move to action. Most likely she'll be either in her apartment, or on the hospital roof.))