Buckingham Palace?]
Whoa, took this thing long enough. Hello, Minervamon here, it sure has been a few weeks, yep. [Oops.] In reentering this plane, the communication device Volcanusmon made for me, well. It kinda malfunctioned. I thought I sent out something at least a week ago.
[She appears sheepish, but then she gets down to business.]
This place here? It's what I'm setting up as... Well, I guess where I'm staying on this plane. Looked really abandoned and lonely and big. I'll direct the other members of my group here when they eventually arrive.
That probably doesn't matter much to a lot of you. I'd been thinking, I got to talk to some of you guys, but those still traveling, or too busy, or...just not around, nope. And the game of he-said, she-said, she-said-- that's pretty dangerous, don't you think? So... I guess here we go, the questions I was asked all-in-one.
[Minervamon sits against the statue outside the palace, getting comfy.]
I'm part of a group called the Olympus XII, and my name is Minervamon. The Digimon who attacked Terminal Tokyo before was Jupitermon. He took something called the ARCloner, a supposedly sentient program, and made it start to combine the worlds. That's why all this is happening. Jupitermon was once the leader of the Olympus XII, but he...well, this isn't something the old Jupitermon would do. He's changed. So me and several others separated from him. My group consists of myself, Marsmon, Volcanusmon, and Dianamon. Jupitermon's is Neptunemon, Merukimon, Apollomon, Ceresmon, and Bacchusmon. Venusmon's...neutral, I suppose. Don't ask about the twelfth member. Disappeared long ago, I don't even know them.
[She looks down for a moment; if her eyes could be seen, maybe they'd be closed...]
So the ARCloner. Well, Titamon took it. Big guy, green, really dangerous. No, defeating him is not easy. Yes, we've tried, and every time we've succeeded it's been with our combined power, and he always comes back, fast. We don't know how to find his base, as it keeps moving. He just wants to mess things up for Jupitermon, but well...who knows how long that means keeping the rest of us alive.
I want to stop Jupitermon and set the worlds straight-- it wasn't Jupitermon who called you here, B-T-Dubs. Don't think it was. He just got angry, hearing Lotusmon -- Ceresmon's servant -- died and seeing you talk of separating the worlds. The ARCloner and the Digital World itself bring in the Chosen, that's just how it's been. I don't have any control, but neither does Jupitermon.
...Speaking of me! I got questions of where I've been, before. I mentioned those planes? Well, there's a different level of existence. Like a bean-- ... [No one needs that metaphor. :c ] ...Well, it's different. It's higher, and it takes a lot of work to get from that one to this one, since the ARCloner messed some things up. Jupitermon took a long time getting down, and I was right behind him. That's where I was blasted back to, when your city...vanished.
Not blew up. It's just not there. It's complicated.
...I wanted to help you, but I went about it the wrong way, and I'm sorry. [Her voice is softer, and she's contemplative; the setting sun glints off her helmet.] There's nothing more I can do but to prove that. And...well, I'll do my best to.
[Then she brightens back up, like a kid.]
I think that's everything, but other questions, comments, concerns-- I've got this thing working and can use it to talk! Okay? Okay.
Minervamon, out.
[She salutes and ends the feed.]
[On the last day of January, a message pops up on the D-Terminal network from something that's...not quite a D-Terminal. At least, not a traditional one. It comes across the same, however, and there's Minervamon, adjusting the view and- is that a palace behind her?
Whoa, took this thing long enough. Hello, Minervamon here, it sure has been a few weeks, yep. [Oops.] In reentering this plane, the communication device Volcanusmon made for me, well. It kinda malfunctioned. I thought I sent out something at least a week ago.
[She appears sheepish, but then she gets down to business.]
This place here? It's what I'm setting up as... Well, I guess where I'm staying on this plane. Looked really abandoned and lonely and big. I'll direct the other members of my group here when they eventually arrive.
That probably doesn't matter much to a lot of you. I'd been thinking, I got to talk to some of you guys, but those still traveling, or too busy, or...just not around, nope. And the game of he-said, she-said, she-said-- that's pretty dangerous, don't you think? So... I guess here we go, the questions I was asked all-in-one.
[Minervamon sits against the statue outside the palace, getting comfy.]
I'm part of a group called the Olympus XII, and my name is Minervamon. The Digimon who attacked Terminal Tokyo before was Jupitermon. He took something called the ARCloner, a supposedly sentient program, and made it start to combine the worlds. That's why all this is happening. Jupitermon was once the leader of the Olympus XII, but he...well, this isn't something the old Jupitermon would do. He's changed. So me and several others separated from him. My group consists of myself, Marsmon, Volcanusmon, and Dianamon. Jupitermon's is Neptunemon, Merukimon, Apollomon, Ceresmon, and Bacchusmon. Venusmon's...neutral, I suppose. Don't ask about the twelfth member. Disappeared long ago, I don't even know them.
[She looks down for a moment; if her eyes could be seen, maybe they'd be closed...]
So the ARCloner. Well, Titamon took it. Big guy, green, really dangerous. No, defeating him is not easy. Yes, we've tried, and every time we've succeeded it's been with our combined power, and he always comes back, fast. We don't know how to find his base, as it keeps moving. He just wants to mess things up for Jupitermon, but well...who knows how long that means keeping the rest of us alive.
I want to stop Jupitermon and set the worlds straight-- it wasn't Jupitermon who called you here, B-T-Dubs. Don't think it was. He just got angry, hearing Lotusmon -- Ceresmon's servant -- died and seeing you talk of separating the worlds. The ARCloner and the Digital World itself bring in the Chosen, that's just how it's been. I don't have any control, but neither does Jupitermon.
...Speaking of me! I got questions of where I've been, before. I mentioned those planes? Well, there's a different level of existence. Like a bean-- ... [No one needs that metaphor. :c ] ...Well, it's different. It's higher, and it takes a lot of work to get from that one to this one, since the ARCloner messed some things up. Jupitermon took a long time getting down, and I was right behind him. That's where I was blasted back to, when your city...vanished.
Not blew up. It's just not there. It's complicated.
...I wanted to help you, but I went about it the wrong way, and I'm sorry. [Her voice is softer, and she's contemplative; the setting sun glints off her helmet.] There's nothing more I can do but to prove that. And...well, I'll do my best to.
[Then she brightens back up, like a kid.]
I think that's everything, but other questions, comments, concerns-- I've got this thing working and can use it to talk! Okay? Okay.
Minervamon, out.
[She salutes and ends the feed.]

[The view is of a black cat, with green eyes and a rather pleased expression on her face. The cat that got the cream? Yeah that's how Hollyleaf looks. She has the scars she gained as a human, but they're less noticeable, with her fur. The D-Terminal appears to be propped up against something, because she sits before it, most of her body visible.] Alright, it's been a few days and nothing new. If this world's finally got it right, I'm willing to forgive it for a lot of things. Good to see fellow non-Twolegs are enjoying this too.
There's no easy way to say this... Me and Maya, and Neku and Shiki, we're going with Sakuyamon. We just... It's the right thing to do right now. Harley, if we could uh...still talk through video...? I can get, stuff, sent, through...shipping, they've got this pirate system. LH, man, I'm sorry, uh... Keep up your workouts, okay? It's...uhm. [He looks like this is not exactly how he planned on saying this.]
...Sometimes you need a change of view, you know?
[He bites his lip and then smiles.] So...yeah. See you guys around, I guess.
I have, at present, two questions.
1) What's the date, exactly?
2) Rider. Are you still here?
[Not very long after that message was sent out, one could find an unfamiliar figure wandering the hospital in long strides as though acquainting himself with the layout. Though he had the decency not to start smoking inside, the oddly tall individual seemed to be mildly annoyed about something or other as he went about his path through the building.]
I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news. Several people have been sent home. This includes Roze, Miwako, and... Squall. I'll miss them too and can only hope they're doing okay.
If anyone needs a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on, my door is open. I'll be in F3 007. If you are new here, my name is Saori Nakagawa. Thank you for your time.
[video; Private to Dante and Laguna]
This goes double for both of you and I mean it. I'm here for you guys.
Hi everyone! I decided to offer up my services to everyone. Everything was a bit hectic wouldn't you say? So if anyone needs anything to be mended up please come to me! I have your clothes or your anything looking good as new!
Okay, I think I got this thing working. So what's the deal here? One minute we saved the Digital World, the next minute it's all gone to heck and there's a new big bad Digimon destroying everything? What's the deal here? I can't find my friends! I can't even find my partners!
How long was I out for, anyway!?
[He inhales. Sighs. You're gonna be nice, Impmon. You're gonna be friendly and polite. Even though you're mad. You're gonna be nice.
When he talks again, his voice sounds significantly more calm, though still distinctly unhappy.]
Okay, sorry. Sometimes I lose my head. Uh, Guilmon, Renamon, Ai, Mako... heck, I'd even settle for seeing the cream-puff again at this point. If you're out there, let me know.
[His voice immediately takes a hard edge to it again.]
Not that I'm afraid or anything! I just don't want any of you tiny-brained numbskulls gettin' into trouble while I'm not around to watch your back!
[The message ends. Impmon will be exploring Hospitown trying to find a familiar face, but he won't object to meeting a new friend who's willing to help him out!
Well. He may object. But he probably won't actually mind.]
Okay, you can do this... [Looks at the feed and smiles Umm... hello everyone. I'm Ruby, and this is my Digimon Falcomon.
Hello [She waves at the camera with her wing]
Anyways, I just got here and Falcomon has told me about everything, but... I was wondering if anyone had seen these three girls named Yang, Weiss, and Blake? Yang is my sister and she, Weiss, and Blake are my teammates and I would really like to find them. So if you know where they are and you could tell me, I would really appreciate it. So umm... thank you!
Anonymous User No. 41269: if anyone knows of the whereabouts of one roze ichishi, or any other information on her, it would be appreciated.
He is really nice, you all should go with him.
Thanks Patamon. He will be coming too I think, So you would be going with the both of us. I am will to wear matching attire if needed. So anyone who is interested please let me know. I am really fun too. So keep that in mind and thanks for your time.