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FactionParadox

The revolution will not be televised.
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The bespectacled man was less than pleased when he landed in this bizzare playground quite sharply, thankfully he had a decent sense of balance. Where was this place, the last thing he remembered was his apartment in Neo Domino City swearing at bills and working out how many illegal Psychic Duelling tournaments he could enter without fatal injuries to himself or others to pay the heating since his apartment appeared to be situated in Satan's asscrack. However he got here, he decided to go over to the swing area where there was... a cat? Walking on it's hind legs of all things. Okay, perhaps the conspiracy theroists standing in Daimon Area's Duel Plaza weren't fucking insane and Sector Security had been putting mind control drugs in the water. It made more sense than being magically transported to... wherever this was. Still, there was this multiverse alliance he had joined, to get away from everything.

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Surveying the group with interest, he approached and heard the mouse talking. He might as well listen, it might be his brain trying to tell him something. Something about Hackers... Okay, not Sector Security. If they knew he'd been hacking them he'd be in a prison cell awaiting a kangaroo court. This was something different, even if he couldn't recollect all his memories at the moment, perhaps in time this newfound short-term memory amnesia would fade. He still knew who he was. Deciding to try and talk, he found the boy with the... whatever the hell that was nearby.

"How did you two end up here?"

Mentioning: @Crow @Chungchangching @Jeef_jones @Topless @Sayo-Nara Interacting: @darkred
 

Damafaud

Kitty
Lyle Walt




  • Area: Slide Area
    Interaction: Plotmon, Tokomon
    Interaction Tag: @Crow @SmallPopTart
    Around: Eric, Lady, Lana, Keri, Charlotte, Arthur
    Mention: @DerpyCarp @GinkyGotBack @June Verles @L3n @Nightwisher @Jeremiah @Sayo-Nara @Alpha007
    "Frankly, we are worse off." Lyle shrugged. "We are stranded here from another universe instead of another location... or another world."

    This was the second time he heard a universe had multiple worlds. He had heard from SHIELD Agents regarding the presence of various universes. Research by Clara also revealed the possibility of their worlds not being the first world created by the Goddesses. It took a while to get used to, but apart from the occasional trip to another universe, everything went on as usual in his empire. He just treated the multiverse as a vacation home.

    "Even so, we might be able to help you still. For one, I can say that there are strong fighters among us." Lyle said to Plotmon.

    As he kept his expression friendly, Lyle raised his left hand in front of Plotmon. A flame lit up above his index finger. The flame grew to the length of a grown-up man before turning into the shape of a sword and dissipated. It was a simple spell named [Fire Pole]. He simply modified the shape into a sword to make a better show of it. Lyle widened his smile toward Plotmon.

    "What do you think? I don't think we have no chance of escaping this world."

    His long experience as an adventurer helped him recognised the fighters around. The lovestruck knight (How hateful), despite looking like a youth, had gone through several battles. Eric, while perhaps a civilian, had shown a strong tenacity before. His group of creatures would have their own abilities to survive as well.

 

darkred

Hmmmm
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The bespectacled man was less than pleased when he landed in this bizzare playground quite sharply, thankfully he had a decent sense of balance. Where was this place, the last thing he remembered was his apartment in Neo Domino City swearing at bills and working out how many illegal Psychic Duelling tournaments he could enter without fatal injuries to himself or others to pay the heating since his apartment appeared to be situated in Satan's asscrack. However he got here, he decided to go over to the swing area where there was... a cat? Walking on it's hind legs of all things. Okay, perhaps the conspiracy theroists standing in Daimon Area's Duel Plaza weren't fucking insane and Sector Security had been putting mind control drugs in the water. It made more sense than being magically transported to... wherever this was. Still, there was this multiverse alliance he had joined, to get away from everything.

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Surveying the group with interest, he approached and heard the mouse talking. He might as well listen, it might be his brain trying to tell him something. Something about Hackers... Okay, not Sector Security. If they knew he'd been hacking them he'd be in a prison cell awaiting a kangaroo court. This was something different, even if he couldn't recollect all his memories at the moment, perhaps in time this newfound short-term memory amnesia would fade. He still knew who he was. Deciding to try and talk, he found the boy with the... whatever the hell that was nearby.

"How did you two end up here?"

Mentioning: @Crow @Chungchangching @Jeef_jones @Topless @Sayo-Nara Interacting: @darkred
Jak and Daxter



Daxter, still glaring at the much bigger man turned to the other man who started to talk to him.

"I don't know who you think you are, but I'm a Ottsel! Ottsel! Get it?"

Jak looked up at the stranger who seemed to be talking to him and Daxter for the time being.

"Some weird octopus like thing pulled me and Daxter out of our world..








Daxter all of the sudden ignored the stranger calling him an ottsel when he saw a small mouse thing talking about being a hacker?

The mouse called himself Tuffy. Daxter had definitely saw weirder in his adventures so Tuffy couldn't be so bad, right?

Daxter let Tuffy walk into his fuzzy hand and frowned

"Start talkin', what's this about bein' a hacker, Tuffy?"

@Crow- NPC/ Tuffy

@FactionParadox







@FactionParadox @Crow @Sayo-Nara @Chungchangching @SheepKing

 
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Jeef_jones

Blessed boi
Duck/Princess Tutu
It was just barely dawn in Gold Crown Town. Morning birds sang their plentiful tunes to wake the towns from its slumber so the new day could finally begin. One little birdie however was sound asleep in the dorms of a ballet school. Though she was a bird, this avian held no feathers, wings, nor beak. Instead her body held hair, hands, and feet in their stead. Her name was Duck, just like the bird she was, though by appearances alone one would be none the wiser. The ruby pendant that shimmered on her breast was what kept the duck as a girl who could talk, walk, and dance with humans. But for that to happen, Duck would need to wake up in the first place.

A ring from the town’s bell did the trick and as so as it did The girl-like bird shot up from her bed, hitting her head on the wooden roof before falling right off the bed entirely.

“Ow....Ack! I’m going to be late!!”

With a groan at her own misfortune she hurriedly pulled herself from the ground and to the window. Every morning she’d set out a tray of bird seed and as soon as the glass window opened the feathered creatures flew in with a hunger like no other. It was a feat in of itself that Duck wasn’t pecked to death every morning but to the girl it was simply routine. With how late she was running there was no time to chat about the recent gossip with the birds so as soon as the tray was empty she shoved them out before throwing on her uniform and scrambling out the door. With every bit of energy in her little body focused on getting to school in time, Duck failed to notice a blearily eyed and pink haired friend stare at her in confusion before mumbling to herself as she turned to go back to bed.

“School doesn’t even start for another hour...”

Already too far away to hear, Duck continued on her trek as she bolted through her still slumbering town. In near record time she finally made it to her class. It was an impressively sized ballet studio but being so early there weren’t any ballerinas or such inside. As the girl looked around confused realization finally struck.

“Oh no I got here early again!”

In fact, the morning very much reminded her of an incredibly special day a while ago. It was when she finally became Princess Tutu, the ballerina who’s purpose was to save the prince’s shattered heart. After that her life had basically turned upside down. Now on a near daily basis she’d find those who’d been possessed by the prince’s lost emotions and convince them to release the shard to her so she could return it it’s rightful place. Speaking about the prince, Duck looked above. The last time Duck had gotten here early she’d seen the boy in the middle of dancing, though this particular morning he was no where in sight. A sigh of disappointment escaped Duck’s mouth as she longingly stared at the empty corner. Nevertheless with no one else in sight the most she could do now was get in some extra practice. Ready to change to her leotard, Duck was just about to walk to the locker rooms until...

A cold, wet, a slimy thing grabbed on to her, it’s slippery tentacles ensnaring the girl like a mouse in a trap. The unexpectedness of the situation left Duck in absolute petrification, leaving her as easy prey for whatever had taken hold of her. Finally she snapped out of it but by then it was too late. All that Duck could do was weakly struggle and beg for someone to help but no such thing ever came leaving her with nothing else but the welcoming of oblivion.

Of course Duck’s story didn’t conclude then and there and the next chapter soon began.

The first thing Duck soon realized once she finally awoke for the second time of the day was that she was falling, where exactly? She had no clue. The place looked like something out of a fever dream with cold blue hues blinding her vision. She could make out a warped version of a playground or something on her way down but besides that the poor girl had no idea where she was. Thinking the situation called for it, Duck decided it was time to transform. She held the ruby pendant in her grasp and in a blink of light Duck went from the average old girl and into...


The stunning ballerina Princess Tutu. Gracefully the woman finally reached the ground while en pointe. Finally on land Tutu could now examine her surroundings more carefully. She’d been correct, this was some sort of playground but the Princess had failed to notice the plethora of people who just like her, had floated down from the heavens. They all seemed incredibly...unique to say the least. Some had quickly taken to screaming out their confusion while others calmly assessed the situation at hand with the ballerina falling into the latter category. Examining those nearby, the Princess decided to meet with a rather interesting individual. Or rather they were more of a duo. It was a cat and a mouse who both seemed to have a very violent vendetta against each other. With a smile gracing her soft lips Tutu fell from the tip of her toes to the balls of her feet as she hurried over to where the cat was about to trip the man and grabbed the feline by the collar of its neck, hopefully stopping the cat from tripping the poor man. Turning to the person in question, Tutu gave a soft smile before asking,

“Are you alright?”
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Kyr was very interested in examining the strange swing set that he almost didn't hear the voice, but then he turned to the voice to look at duck "Oh me? I mean yeah! this place is weird and strange and also not at all home but really I think that instead of worrying about that last part I should enjoy this weird place!" It seems he was completely oblivious to tom about to run into him, and although he did notice the strange mouse saying things about hackers and things like that, but he decided he can just ask someone else to give him the quick version

Interacting with: @SheepKing
Nearby: @FactionParadox @Crow @Sayo-Nara @Chungchangching @darkred @Swingset people​
 

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FactionParadox

The revolution will not be televised.
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"I apologise if I've offended you, it's just I haven't encountered an Ottsel before." Saburo stated, looking down momentarily at Daxter with some interest before turning back to Jak. "That's about the same as what happened to me." He nodded, the recollection hitting him.

"Temporal Machine Deity Sandaion's effect activates. Since it has battled this turn, you take 2000 Damage." Saburo stated, snapping his fingers as the huge mechanical being summoned a bolt of lightning in it's hand and threw it at his opponent who screamed and collapsed to the ground, overran by the electric shock. They were Psychic Duelists, people who could materialize the effects of Duel Monsters into reality, make the damage real. It was made illegal due to the high likelihood of harm to the spectators and damage this form of Dueling caused. (Shinigami Sho 1500 - 0 LP) "Winner, Kusanagi Saburo. Funds transferred." The computer stated, a notification appearing from the Neo Domino Bank about a transfer of 250,000 yen into his account from a dummy holdings account. Entering the changing room as he removed the psionic enhancers, he got dressed when the power went out. "Seriously?" He sighed, before seeing that... octopus? It looked like a cybernetic cuttlefish. It also wasn't a Duel Monster, he'd be able to sense it. This was something alien. Curisng as he was grabbed by the tentacles, he blacked out surprisingly quickly and woke up again in the playground.

"I remember, it attacked me." He nodded, working it out. "I had finished Dueling when that cyborg cuttlefish attacked, the lights had failed. I'm not sure if it was the shitty arena or something that thing did, but I blacked out and woke up in here. "I'm going to try something." Saburo explained to the group, looking through his Deck quickly, nimble fingers flicking through his cards before he extracted one. "I Summon Temporal Machine Deity Metaion." He stated.

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The 20ft tall monster soon appeared, the little circle appearing then disappearing. "That's fascinating... It's holographic. I cannot make it form positive mass." Saburo stated, his hand phasing through the body of the cybernetic angel which looked at him, the boy and the monster interacting telepathically. "I believe I've discovered something. I can't fully manifest Metaion, give it atomic structure. Either whatever brought us here is affecting my powers, or we're in some sort of virtual space. This feels real enough, but I'm not sure if this is reality." He shook his head, thinking it through as Metaion disappeared.

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Taking off his glasses for a moment and rubbing his eyes, he looked around at the rest of the group. "How did you all get here? Were we abducted the same way, by a tentacled attacker? It looked like an octopus to me, all black and white." He asked the others there, wanting to get their side of the story. "I should introduce myself. I'm Saburo Kusanagi." The boy stated, putting his glasses back on.

Interacting: @Chungchangching @Jeef_jones @Topless @Sayo-Nara @darkred
 

GinkyGotBack

A Very Good Boy
Johnny Test
Interacting with:
@DerpyCarp (Fluffington) @Damafaud (Lyle Walt) @June Verles (Arthur Boyle) @Crow (GM) @L3n (Charlotte) @2Bornot2B (Revy)

Johnny blinked as two more Tiny- er, Poke- uh, Digimon showed up. "Tiny'Mon, Pokemon, Digimon! What I wanna know is WHAT'S WITH ALL THE MONS!?" Johnny threw his arms up in the air exasperated. Before he could get a proper answer, some girl with purple hair approached the group by the slide and uttered one of many the forbidden words of television. "WOAH! What are you, nuts?! You can't say that on a kids' cartoon! You'll get us pulled off the air!" Then some chick with pretty yellow hair and lots of makeup came along and agreed with Johnny, then went on to pat her lap like some old lady trying to call her cat over. Then some guy came over and another guy with blue hair and then- "OKAY, TIME OUT! CAN WE ALL JUST CHILL OUT FOR ONE SECOND!? There's way too many people to keep track of over here! It's like a bad sitcom or something."

Finally, after things had settled for a bit, Plotmon had told them that it planned on asking them for help, only to offer some help instead. "I mean, sure! Some help would be nice! As cool as it might seem to be inside a videogame or whatever this place is, it gets a little boring after you've done it, like, at least three times. So we help you out, and you help us out, right? Sounds fair. So what do you need us to do? Fight some monsters? Rescue a princess? I can handle anything you throw my way."
 

Veradana

Member
As Hotaru woke up, the blue light only added to her pounding headache. She forced herself to sit up, and then to her feet, trying to piece together what had happened. All she could remember before falling into this place was that disgusting tentacle monster that looked like it came right out of someone’s hentai collection. Before anything else, she glanced around, and let out a sigh of relief when she saw her school-bag. Good, that was one less thing to worry about.

Finally taking the time to look around, somehow, it was the people that caught her eyes more than the environment; while some of them looked like normal people who you’d see walking down a street, there were a bunch of animal-like creatures.

Takemi-senpai had mentioned something like this, hadn’t she? After she’d gone missing for a day or so, she’d said something about a Multiverse. They’d have to be on the lookout for their kidnapper: whoever was in control of the tentacle monsters, but for all she knew, any number of these people could be that person’s underling. Although Takemi-senpai had managed to form a group with some of the other victims, Hotaru doubted that the same plan would work for her. She knew all too well the lie of the High School Debut. She was the same person here as she was out there; nothing changed just because you went somewhere else.

At the very least, it would be best if she kept these people in the dark about certain things. She could at least try to gather some information, while hiding her Power, she hoped. Without manifesting her Persona, she tried to use its scanning abilities on the group. It’d be a quick scan, and she didn’t expect much more than basic information from it, if she even got that.

Even without her Persona, she could see two people wandering off from the rest. Hotaru watched only watched them, at first. No one else seemed to notice. Hotaru stopped halfway between steps. Those two were definitely up to something shady. Hotaru winced. She was the only one who’d seen this, or at least she was the only one who seemed to care, which meant that either they were all actually working together, or they were all completely occupied with their own conversations. For some reason, it was down to her to see what these people were up to.

In her hesitation, she’d fallen behind them a bit, but without any obstacles in her way, she soon caught up to them, hearing the tail end of some sort of conversation. The two of them didn’t seem to actually know each other, but the way the man spoke made Hotaru’s stomach tighten. She’d better keep her distance from him, or keep at the ready to freeze him solid if he came near her.

Then she noticed the creatures at his and the woman’s feet. Adorable little bouncy creatures. Way cuter than any of the weird people back there. It would be better to avoid the man, but these people didn’t seem immediately hostile, but that was no reason to let her guard down. She walked over to the group, still giving the man a wide berth, and crouched down next to the bouncy creatures, glancing an acknowledgement to the woman, at least. Hotaru reached out and started petting the nearest creature, barely holding back on cooing over how soft and cute and squeaky they were.



@Crow , @Zerulu , @BoltBeam
 

PolikShadowbliss

Raptor Shapeshifter
Sarah Kinkle

Sarah's last memory before she lost conciousness was of a strangely beautiful tentacle monster grabbing her and spiriting her away. She quickly regained conciousness not long after.

The moment was so surprising and so shocking that Sarah immediately sprung up, screaming. The moment she did, she looked around. She appeared to be in some sort of city, and some sort of playground before noticing a group of individuals conversing with one other and just as confused, she walked over to one of them and tapped them on the shoulder (Tag: @Everyone). When their attention was fixated on her, she said, "excuse me, would you kindly tell what the hell is going on?"



Bob the Pikachu

Bob the Pikachu was looking for his master! Running through the legs of some of the already active characters. None of them knew Pokespeak so Bob needn't bother with trying to communicate. Instead he zoomed around, urgently looking for his trainer.

"PIKA! PIKACHUUUU!" (Roma! ROMA WHERE ARE YOU!?)

Bob continued his fanatic search, ignoring his surroudings.

"PIKACHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" (WHERE ARE YOU!?)

It occured to him that at this either Roma was not here or she was still unconcious, but he didn't give up on his search. All throughout the conversations going on, you will all hear the fanatic cries of a pikachu as the lightning mouse just yelling for his trainer and master.

Until he came to Benedict on the slide, did a double take, just looked at him.
"PIKA! PIKACHU! Pi....ka??!" (ROMA!? ROMA!? Rom---- What the hell are you!?)

Curiosity got the better of him and he found him joining the others on the slide. He slide down and walked toward Benedict and had the utter audicaity to poke him.

@Benedict Cucumberpatch






 

EldridSmith

One Thousand Club
1571458693979.pngAs he listened to Parasoul he noticed several new arrivals to the area around which a lard crowd was forming. "It must be nice to come from a family where you don't have to kill for rulership." Nik commented as she tried to introduce her sister who had ran off a small distance to a pack of creatures he had never seen before. "Your sister is quite the curious one; just like I used to be." He said with a small chuckle. "Since neither of us know of this strange world perhaps it would be best to stick together. It's always nice to make friends instead of enemies. " Nik says holding out his hand with a friendly smile. His intentions to go view the new visitors after making or at least attempting to gain another ally and perhaps his first friend in many years came to a close. He had grown tired of being alone and defining himself off of his time as an experiment and Dr. Doom's memories and desired companionship.
@Topless
 

Crow

Top-tier Avian Master
Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

“Ah....Josh, you know the mission.” Benedict said as he calmly and majestically hovered down towards the playground. “Honk” Josh agreed, this was a big mission after all, no room for error. As they landed, however, Benedict saw the slide.....no one turns down a good slide. Benedict’s eyes hinted with desire as he glimpsed the slide, “Ah....Josh, take me to.....the slide, it’s weeeeeee time.” Benedict said before Josh carried him over to the slide area.

@Crow
Lyle Walt




  • Area: Slide Area
    Interaction: Plotmon, Tokomon
    Interaction Tag: @Crow @SmallPopTart
    Around: Eric, Lady, Lana, Keri, Charlotte, Arthur
    Mention: @DerpyCarp @GinkyGotBack @June Verles @L3n @Nightwisher @Jeremiah @Sayo-Nara @Alpha007
    "Frankly, we are worse off." Lyle shrugged. "We are stranded here from another universe instead of another location... or another world."

    This was the second time he heard a universe had multiple worlds. He had heard from SHIELD Agents regarding the presence of various universes. Research by Clara also revealed the possibility of their worlds not being the first world created by the Goddesses. It took a while to get used to, but apart from the occasional trip to another universe, everything went on as usual in his empire. He just treated the multiverse as a vacation home.

    "Even so, we might be able to help you still. For one, I can say that there are strong fighters among us." Lyle said to Plotmon.

    As he kept his expression friendly, Lyle raised his left hand in front of Plotmon. A flame lit up above his index finger. The flame grew to the length of a grown-up man before turning into the shape of a sword and dissipated. It was a simple spell named [Fire Pole]. He simply modified the shape into a sword to make a better show of it. Lyle widened his smile toward Plotmon.

    "What do you think? I don't think we have no chance of escaping this world."

    His long experience as an adventurer helped him recognised the fighters around. The lovestruck knight (How hateful), despite looking like a youth, had gone through several battles. Eric, while perhaps a civilian, had shown a strong tenacity before. His group of creatures would have their own abilities to survive as well.

Johnny Test
Interacting with:
@DerpyCarp (Fluffington) @Damafaud (Lyle Walt) @June Verles (Arthur Boyle) @Crow (GM) @L3n (Charlotte) @2Bornot2B (Revy)

Johnny blinked as two more Tiny- er, Poke- uh, Digimon showed up. "Tiny'Mon, Pokemon, Digimon! What I wanna know is WHAT'S WITH ALL THE MONS!?" Johnny threw his arms up in the air exasperated. Before he could get a proper answer, some girl with purple hair approached the group by the slide and uttered one of many the forbidden words of television. "WOAH! What are you, nuts?! You can't say that on a kids' cartoon! You'll get us pulled off the air!" Then some chick with pretty yellow hair and lots of makeup came along and agreed with Johnny, then went on to pat her lap like some old lady trying to call her cat over. Then some guy came over and another guy with blue hair and then- "OKAY, TIME OUT! CAN WE ALL JUST CHILL OUT FOR ONE SECOND!? There's way too many people to keep track of over here! It's like a bad sitcom or something."

Finally, after things had settled for a bit, Plotmon had told them that it planned on asking them for help, only to offer some help instead. "I mean, sure! Some help would be nice! As cool as it might seem to be inside a videogame or whatever this place is, it gets a little boring after you've done it, like, at least three times. So we help you out, and you help us out, right? Sounds fair. So what do you need us to do? Fight some monsters? Rescue a princess? I can handle anything you throw my way."
"Another world altogether? You mean you're not from the human world? I mean, the human world we've been hearing abo- yeah, I think you get it."

"Wow! Tokomon wish Tokomon can do that... Tokomon used to have shiny stick like Mama... but stick gone for long time..."

Plotmon looked to Lyle with a smile.

"You've got pretty neat stuff, that's for sure. With this, I'm sure that we'll return to the Digital World, and you'll return to yours.

I guess we can share our more immediate problem with you guys... you guys seem pretty trustworthy.

Truth be told, we're not the only ones stranded on Kowloon. Almost every Digimon that lurks here is. Ever since they discovered us, hackers - humans - use Digimon for their hacking purposes, seeing us as programs, and most Hackers have no idea that us Digimon are sentient, let alone sapient...

... I mean sure there's that one fabled Hacker Group run by Samsung or Xiaomi or whatever the leader's name was, the one with the Agumon and the Gabumon, but that's pretty much about it...

... which is why they see no moral repurcussions about having Digimon Black Market Sales. Which we just slipped out of one a couple of hours ago, our cages had pretty big gaps. Which we promised to get everyone who was in there once we got out. It was a very big promise, hard to fulfil...

... we were kinda looking for help, but it's a bit hard to trust humans."


Plotmon then looks to Benedict.

"... Yeah, I don't think everyone's gonna say yes anyways."

"Boop!" Tokomon poked Josh's nose with a stubby appendage.

Plotmon, looking at Johnny, adds, "so, what are you thinking of adding to your resumè, human boy?"

@Damafaud @Benedict Cucumberpatch @DerpyCarp @GinkyGotBack @SmallPopTart @June Verles @Crow @SlideArea

Jak and Daxter



Daxter, still glaring at the much bigger man turned to the other man who started to talk to him.

"I don't know who you think you are, but I'm a Ottsel! Ottsel! Get it?"

Jak looked up at the stranger who seemed to be talking to him and Daxter for the time being.

"Some weird octopus like thing pulled me and Daxter out of our world..








Daxter all of the sudden ignored the stranger calling him an ottsel when he saw a small mouse thing talking about being a hacker?

The mouse called himself Tuffy. Daxter had definitely saw weirder in his adventures so Tuffy couldn't be so bad, right?

Daxter let Tuffy walk into his fuzzy hand and frowned

"Start talkin', what's this about bein' a hacker, Tuffy?"

@Crow- NPC/ Tuffy

@FactionParadox

@FactionParadox @Crow @Sayo-Nara @Chungchangching @SheepKing
Kyr was very interested in examining the strange swing set that he almost didn't hear the voice, but then he turned to the voice to look at duck "Oh me? I mean yeah! this place is weird and strange and also not at all home but really I think that instead of worrying about that last part I should enjoy this weird place!" It seems he was completely oblivious to tom about to run into him, and although he did notice the strange mouse saying things about hackers and things like that, but he decided he can just ask someone else to give him the quick version

Interacting with: @SheepKing
Nearby: @FactionParadox @Crow @Sayo-Nara @Chungchangching @darkred @Swingset people​
"I'm glad you asked, Mr Ottsel! This is Kowloon, a land of Hackers. I'm just one of many hackers hanging around! We Hackers use our Digimon programs to hack! Databases, firewalls, you name it! There are all kinds of Hackers - good, bad, ambitious, greedy, and us at Zaxon keep order between them...

... wait, does that mean you're not a Hacker? Does that mean you don't have a Digimon? Then what're you all doing in Kowloon?! We should totally get you some! My bosses say that there's an Account Raid going on, so you're gonna need Digimon to protect your Account if you wanna hang around here. Have a look at mine!"


A holographic screen appeared in front of Tuffy for a while as he pressed on it, then it disappeared as a hovering creature, about the size of a puppy, materialized beside him.



"Here's mine! He's also good transport with my stubby legs! Kinda like you with your friend!"

Tuffy looks to Saburo's words.

"You're right! This is Cyberspace! You're in the abandoned spaces of EDEN, adopted by the hackers! Sometimes even I forget. It's that real."

Kyr would note that the swing set seemed no different from real. In place of what would've been rot and rust was strange sublime blue patches that seemed very clean and smooth, not what one would expect from a type of decay.

@Chungchangching @Jeef_jones @Topless @Sayo-Nara @darkred @FactionParadox @Crow @SwingArea

Tenshi Hinanawi|Chase It Up



Tenshi groaned intensively and shook her head - these things are persistent! They do seem to have their sights set on what they want, though. Tenshi could respect that. A defined goal - it seems they wanna... 'evolve'? Tenshi will have to press on that later. "Fine then," she began as her sword's power was still in use to stare into Archer's spirit, "but afterwards, I hope you owe us an explanation as to what this place is and what you bunch are - seeing as 'we' are stuck here for the time being." Tenshi added, figuring that knowing the surroundings and the inhabitants - somewhat - is at least something of a good idea. A short stomp on the ground and a short stretch later, Tenshi seemed ready to give this a try.
Details
Link to CS: Here!
Hex Code: #2969B0
Status (physically): Fine
Status (mentally/emotionally): (I don't know)
Powers: Earth manipulation
Items: Sword of Hisou (formless and can see into spirits)
Course of action: Begin/prepare to play, (still) trying to see into Archer's spirit
Interactions: @Crow (GM), @Zerulu
Mentions: None
Actually Nearby: @Zerulu
In Group: Nobody (no groups yet)
As Hotaru woke up, the blue light only added to her pounding headache. She forced herself to sit up, and then to her feet, trying to piece together what had happened. All she could remember before falling into this place was that disgusting tentacle monster that looked like it came right out of someone’s hentai collection. Before anything else, she glanced around, and let out a sigh of relief when she saw her school-bag. Good, that was one less thing to worry about.

Finally taking the time to look around, somehow, it was the people that caught her eyes more than the environment; while some of them looked like normal people who you’d see walking down a street, there were a bunch of animal-like creatures.

Takemi-senpai had mentioned something like this, hadn’t she? After she’d gone missing for a day or so, she’d said something about a Multiverse. They’d have to be on the lookout for their kidnapper: whoever was in control of the tentacle monsters, but for all she knew, any number of these people could be that person’s underling. Although Takemi-senpai had managed to form a group with some of the other victims, Hotaru doubted that the same plan would work for her. She knew all too well the lie of the High School Debut. She was the same person here as she was out there; nothing changed just because you went somewhere else.

At the very least, it would be best if she kept these people in the dark about certain things. She could at least try to gather some information, while hiding her Power, she hoped. Without manifesting her Persona, she tried to use its scanning abilities on the group. It’d be a quick scan, and she didn’t expect much more than basic information from it, if she even got that.

Even without her Persona, she could see two people wandering off from the rest. Hotaru watched only watched them, at first. No one else seemed to notice. Hotaru stopped halfway between steps. Those two were definitely up to something shady. Hotaru winced. She was the only one who’d seen this, or at least she was the only one who seemed to care, which meant that either they were all actually working together, or they were all completely occupied with their own conversations. For some reason, it was down to her to see what these people were up to.

In her hesitation, she’d fallen behind them a bit, but without any obstacles in her way, she soon caught up to them, hearing the tail end of some sort of conversation. The two of them didn’t seem to actually know each other, but the way the man spoke made Hotaru’s stomach tighten. She’d better keep her distance from him, or keep at the ready to freeze him solid if he came near her.

Then she noticed the creatures at his and the woman’s feet. Adorable little bouncy creatures. Way cuter than any of the weird people back there. It would be better to avoid the man, but these people didn’t seem immediately hostile, but that was no reason to let her guard down. She walked over to the group, still giving the man a wide berth, and crouched down next to the bouncy creatures, glancing an acknowledgement to the woman, at least. Hotaru reached out and started petting the nearest creature, barely holding back on cooing over how soft and cute and squeaky they were.



@Crow , @Zerulu , @BoltBeam
"OK! We can play!"

"Yay!"

"We have to decide on who the Ogremon is..."

Meanwhile, the newly-arrived Hotaru would come face to face with one of the little ones.


"Prrrr... prrrr.... Hello human! We are going to play Ogremon with the other humans there! They say it's like this 'Tag' thing that humans do! Do you want to join?"

@Zerulu @BoltBeam @Veradana @BeyondArea​
 
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FactionParadox

The revolution will not be televised.
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"I don't recognize the coding." Saburo explained, not particularly pertrubed by Tuffy being able to talk as he looked at the panel it was tapping at, it wasn't written in any coding language he understood.. He had encountered Duel Monster Spirits before, during his astral projections to their world. If human psionics could bring them into reality, then it made sense that something similar could happen on the internet, the mass information of the human collective. "We don't have accounts... We were brought here by some strange octopus creature." He stated, looking over at the swing set for a moment. The Duelist was still confused as he looked around, trying to piece together the bizzare situation.

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Making Metaion dematerailize, the quiet man looked over the information he had. This place was a form of cyberspace, named Kowloon. Unknown possible relation to the city in Hong Kong. How did he get here? Assault by an unknown entity presumably linked to this cyberspace. This place was populated by hackers, was this their doing? Nobody here seemed to have conclusive answers and were all in the same boat, taken from their home worlds.

@Crow @Chungchangching @Jeef_jones @Topless @Sayo-Nara @darkred
 

thatguyinthestore

Yeah, Bitch!

  • Jesse Pinkman Prologue
    "House Call"


    Wake up.

    Get high.

    Jesse Pinkman awoke in his small apartment with a groan. The male awoke on his pallet and stretched his arms outwards with a groan, before looking around. What time was it? He couldn't even tell that much. All he knew was that he was alone in this empty ass apartment again. No one here, there, or anywhere. There was Mister White, sure, but he was sure he was hanging with his bitch of a wife or doing some shit like that. Then there was that Jane girl next door, the one who'd sold him the place. She was nice, but he was way too zonked out to try and do anything with her.

    Speaking of which.



    He was way too into his last high to delve right into another, but a good cigarette never hurt anyone. Well, it did... probably got Mister White somehow with that lung cancer he has... but Jesse never really took him as the kind of guy to smoke. Maybe it was that second hand shit that got him? He never knew it could get someone that bad but who the hell knew these days, really? Amidst his thoughts of lung cancer and smoking, Jesse heard a knock outside his door. With the deadly cancer-stick loosely hanging out of his mouth, mere seconds away from falling completely to the ground, he lazily glanced up to the door.

    "Uhhh.... we're closed today, yo." Jesse lazily called out to the man or woman behind the door. But then the knocking persisted. Was it Mister White? Did he seriously wanna cook this early? Nah... he probably would've called or some shit before. He was just cautious like that. As the knocking persisted, Jesse grew more and more agitated. He just wanted to enjoy a damn cigarette, for Christ's sake. "Hey yo, I said we're closed today!" Still persisted. Was this some kind of girl scout? Maybe some Jehovah's Witness bullshit? Whatever it was, Jesse didn't wanna put up with it today.

    After lazily climbing to his feet and putting the cigarette out in the ash tray next to him, he made his way to his door. Once he was there, he stopped right in front of it and leaned forward, resting his arm against the top tiredly. "Look, man. I ain't interested in whatever cookies or popcorn or religion you're trying to sell to me, alright?" Yet, even after making it rather clear he didn't want any company, the knocking persisted. Jesse would purse his lips and back up from the door, letting out a loud exhale as he did so. That arm that was once leaning on the door would have dropped to his side by now, matching the other. He sat there for a moment, listening to the persistent knocking for much longer than he should have ever had to listen. With a grunt that signified his clear disinterest in the situation, he reached forward and grabbed the knob, turning it.

    "Yo, look, if you don't get the fuck off'a my property right now, I'm gonnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." His voice trailed off as he saw just what was waiting for him on the other end of that door. Some... demon thing was all he could describe it as. Why the hell did it have checkered skin like it was some kinda restaurant wall? All Jesse could even do at the slimy tentacle... thing was back up, though the shock from the initial appearance of it caused him to stumble over his own two feet and fall right onto his ass. The... thing in front of him began inching its way closer, however, which caused Jesse to scoot himself back. He quickly grabbed a pillow and threw it at the creature, though of course that didn't do anything.



    "Listen, bitch! Y-You'd better back the hell up or else I'll--!!" Before the drug dealer could even finish his idle threat, let alone throw another pillow or some other household appliance at it, its slimy tentacle proceeded to shoot out towards him and wrap itself right around his torso. All Jesse could do was struggle against its tight grasp, though of course this also didn't bear any positive fruits. Instead, all the struggling, combined with its tight grip, wore Jesse out completely, and within moments, he was unconscious.



    "N-ngh..."

    Jesse soon enough stirred awake, in a place that he could only describe as... dead. Like one of his bad trips, except this time he was damn sure this wasn't a product of one of those particular escapades. Nah, nah as much as he wanted it to be like that, he knew it wasn't. The various strange cubes and the lack of any actual sky would have probably been of the most concern, but as he found after a few moments, he was falling. Well, it was more like a peaceful float of sorts, but still, his fucking legs were dangling midair. That was all that mattered to him. He desperately kicked his legs and waved his arms, almost as if he was attempting to swim upwards, but of course this didn't work. He eventually did land on the ground, which to his surprise was much gentler than he had expected.

    "Okay, that was... weird..." Jesse commented as he began to pace his way around the area, his head turning so he could observe what was happening. His breathing was heavy as the anxiety of the situation began to creep back up on him, though he kept his cool.... and then he saw animals. Several talking, walking, human-acting shit-taking fucking animals. And there wasn't just one, no, that would've been too easy. Nah, here, there were of these fuckers walking around like it was nothing. He looked over to the humans and pointed right to Eric and Avan and whatever other animals were there, motioning towards them specifically.



    His eyes looked at them for a moment, brows furrowing as he looked down to them. His breathing picked up as shaky hands draped by his sides. What the hell was this shit? He didn't approach them, more than likely out of fear that they had super rabies of some shit, though he did look at the more normal people around. From that old raisin in the corner to that blue haired freak who looked like he stepped right outta some book he had to read in high school, Jesse was speaking to all the normal humans in his immediate vicinity.

    "Yo, is anyone else seeing this shit, or am I the only sane one here?! There are clearly talking... fucking animals here! Are you all just gonna ignore that shit!? Or is this all just a really bad trip and you're all just... figments of my imagination or some other fake bullshit!?"

    @Crow @Nightwisher @Damafaud @BoltBeam @Zerulu @GinkyGotBack @2Bornot2B @FactionParadox @ALLHUMANSAROUND
 
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Parasoul & Umbrella



"Hold on just a sec, foxy!" Umbrella refuses to give away the talking fox's stick, putting it on her back before she could touch it. "I ain't gonna give this back unless I get to see if it does or not." She says in a very demanding tone.



"Oh that's it." Parasoul could not get enough of her sister's antics. She turns to Nikx, takes his hand, shook it, and say "Pardon me, I'm going to get my sister here. I apologize. But you can comw if you like." She storms over to Umbrella, yelling out her name in fury.



"Uh oh..." Umbrella takes notice of her angry oldrr sister approaching her, dropping the stick for the talking fox to pick up. "Um...hey there sis, I'm just hanging out with these funny animals, that's all." She explains, although in a nervous tone.



"Umbrella, how many times have I told you not to run off? Even if we are together, you still went off when my back was turned."



"I was just curious alright?" Umbrella is getting heated up "And besides, you wouldn't let me have my own adventures much like how mom and dad kept you sheltered."



"I'm only doing this to protect you, Umbrella! Now come along with me so we can-" Her words yet again come to a sudden halt by the appearance of a strange mouse, who then tells the group about where they are and what is happening. He then mentions a raid of sorts.



"So how do we get these "Digimon"?" Parasoul asks.

@EldridSmith @Crow @Sayo-Nara @FactionParadox @Chungchangching @darkred @Jeef_jones
 

Necessity4Fun

Bring out the Apple Cider~!!!

A corner of the darkened garage was illumined by a single, average oil lantern, resting on top of a wooden stool. In the background as old radio played a cheery 80's like tune, the unclear distorted sound being sign of a speaker that needed a check up soon. In such a hazardous and rather unsafe space, a teenager worked, happily humming along with the tune, laying on the ground, bobbing his head and unscrewing the lid of a broken cuckoo clock whose gears were about to be replaced. In fact, the floor was nothing but a messy assortment of screws, gears and coils.

"So! We got you all cleaned up, lubricated and changed that spent main gear last time..."
, he had began out loud uncaring for the fact that the clock's wooden carved bird would not and could not respond,
"Wonder what's stopping you from coming out now, little biiiirdy~~?"


The sing-a-song question had been made in the rhythm of the commercial in the radio, --something about butter?--, he hadn't really been paying attention excited to get started at the task at hand, slowly reaching out for the wrench thrown aside in the messy work-space.

"...Huh?"


It wasn't a wrench. In fact, whatever he had just picked was a little too squishy to be an iron-made tool...

A confused blink, the span of a single heartbeat goes by and suddenly he's being attacked by the checkered octopus creature. Adrenaline spiking, Wray's last moments in Reocopia are a violent energy discharge, the crackles of static's potency and volume able to rival the machines constantly rumbling, zooming past in the sky outside.
In an instant, the whole garage room is lit up suddenly like a modern rave and then, it's gone.



Blue. Electric blue, lots of it, in many many shades.

Maybe if this had been Wray's first world-displacement he'd have reacted differently, but as it turns out it... wasn't. Heart still beating from the scare from earlier, the inventor-wannabe's gaze washed over the oceanic digital land with curiosity, the metallic structures surrounding the blocky floating island taking interest more than any other item in the new scenery. An amusement park of sorts? The ferry wheels seemed to imply so, and yet, they didn't.

Those wouldn't be safe to play at, would them? There weren't even safety personnel-! And then he realized, no adults meant no rules. No rules meant...

THAT HE COULD DISMANTLE THAT THING TO HIS HEART'S CONTENT~!!!!

A squeal of pure delight echoed through the air and by the time his two boots had gently touched the ground the steampunk's boy question was only one: Where had he put the wrench again?

Luckily for him, and not so much for the environment, he had been quick to find it, well the reserve one, looking at it with dark-coppery eyes overflowing with anticipation, holding the tool up in the air as if it had been some sort of holy relic that was going to save everyone. From what? No even Wray knew, he just really, really, really wanted to pull that Ferris wheel apart...

"I CALL DIBS ON THE HORIZONTAL ONE!"
, he let out waving the wrench up high, making a dash directly at the abandoned contraption.

Everything is secondary at this point. The reason for the displacement, the presence of twenty other people, the true nature of this place... No, all that matters is the ferris wheel, calling out to him, the urge to tinker, to dismantle it piece by piece irresistible like a siren's song. In his bouncy, cheery wake, screws, nuts and similarly tiny tech-related pieces are left behind, the belts pouches unable to contain them inside with the up and down motions of the wearer.

Wray passes right by the big robot, taking advantage of his rather tiny frame to squeeze past the assortment of giant-sized items and without a second thought had begun climbing, making a very risky and dangerous passage on top of the wheel's metallic beams. Slowly but surely, the teenager balanced himself, step by step, on top of the white-colored metal and then finally, he had reached his destination: the top of the wagon.

There's no ounce of fear, only the sweet sweet alluring call to mess with it without a care in the world. He smirks at the red empty people-container, a determined yet gentle look on his face, as if reassuring the object to not be afraid and tossing the wrench up, lets it rotate in the air before catching it.

Show time~~

Crouching down, Wray went with the tool directly at the attachment point, beginning to unscrew the big metallic nut holding it in place... Unaware of the fact that if it collapsed, it would be a really bad fall... Into absolutely nothing but a bottomless pit.

@Crow, @Birb, @Jeef_jones, @anyoneelsethatwantstosavethischild_alsotakethatwriteblock!​
 
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Damafaud

Kitty
Lyle Walt




  • Area: Slide Area
    Interaction: Plotmon, Tokomon, Eric, Charlotte, Arthur, Johnny
    Interaction Tag: @Crow @SmallPopTart @L3n @June Verles @GinkyGotBack @thatguyinthestore
    Around: Lady, Lana, Keri, Jesse
    Mention: @DerpyCarp @Nightwisher @Jeremiah @Sayo-Nara @Alpha007

    It took a while for Lyle to respond. This was the difference between knowing and not knowing. Currently, he did not know. He furrowed his brows as he tried to process the information. He started thinking outloud.

    "Humans in this world can do something called hacking... Hackers are humans who can do this hacking. Digimons -- like you -- can help with this hacking, so humans use Digimons for hacking and doesn't see you as something living... is it something akin to slavery?" Lyle turned to Plotmon for confirmation.

    Slavery was long abolished in his universe. Even in the First Generation's memories, he saw no one taken as a slave around. The Elves were surpressed, but they were treated more as vagrants rather than animals to hunt. Then again, seeing Digimons were more similar to monsters, he could see why slavery of Digimons could happen. Lyle continued his line of thinking.

    "Based on your words, then we are currently at something like the wilderness of Digital World? Returning to civilisation shouldn't be difficult if we know where to go. What do you say? My offer also works for you."

    Lyle offered a hand at Plotmon, but also throwing the questions at Erik's group, the knight and his woman, and the loud man just now. Invitation was an important rotual for his Skills. Only if they accepted could their marks in his Search Skill turned from green, friendly, into blue, ally.

    The significant of being a part of his party was revealed when Lyle was using his support Skills. He could pinpoint allies easier when he wanted to use Select. Targetting his teleportation skills would also become easier. Between allies in his party and not, Lyle's efficiency in providing support had a clear gap.

    In the middle of the playground, an average looking middle-aged man was shouting out his confusion. He should be a first-timer. In the middle of giving an offer, Lyle shouted a response.

    "We are in a different universe! Everything here is different but you will get used to it!."

    ...the last part was a lie. Even now, Lyle wasn't used to it.


 

BoltBeam

Engineer Of The Deep
Tenshi Hinanawi|The Progression


Then she noticed the creatures at his and the woman’s feet. Adorable little bouncy creatures. Way cuter than any of the weird people back there. It would be better to avoid the man, but these people didn’t seem immediately hostile, but that was no reason to let her guard down. She walked over to the group, still giving the man a wide berth, and crouched down next to the bouncy creatures, glancing an acknowledgement to the woman, at least.
So it seems the group grows, before this game of 'tag', or as these things call it, Ogremon. Tenshi noticed the newcomer acknowledging her back and just smiled calmly, staying a short distance away as to not be too close, but not leaving the scene - she just put down she was sticking around, why back out now when you didn't give yourself an exit strategy? Tenshi wouldn't have to say anything as she would get a response from these monsters.
"OK! We can play!"

"Yay!"

"We have to decide on who the Ogremon is..."
Oh boy, decisions. Who could it be? Tenshi just stood and stared like 'go on, pick', not really seeming too bothered in this regard. Just pick one and go, she would think. Tenshi let out a yawn and glanced to the newcomer to the group - they didn't seem anything too out of the ordinary, then again, not many people did/do. Tenshi attempted to keep herself from getting in the way of said newcomer, still not saying a word as she in question is met with one of their new... friends? Associates? It's unclear at the moment, but in time it will be clear - eventually.
"Yo, is anyone else seeing this shit, or am I the only sane one here?! There are clearly talking... fucking animals here! Are you all just gonna ignore that shit!? Or is this all just a really bad trip and you're all just... figments of my imagination or some other fake bullshit!?"
"It's nothing new, but it 'is' interesting." Tenshi commented from the background, clearly not caring too much to comment anything else. She would motion to the creatures as well, seeming a little confused then after. "And I'm fairly certain we are nowhere near figments of imagination. Dunno about you, but I'm pretty sure that by looking around, this is not even close to reality." She said to him and anyone nearby that may or may not be bothered to listen to her at this rate - given how stubborn her first motion is and her first connection isn't exactly a safe one, or so it seems. "Might just be me, but. This looks like a digital world." She said plainly, unsure how else to word it, but in this situation, that may be a good thing.
Details
Link to CS: Here!
Hex Code: #2969B0
Status (physically): Fine
Status (mentally/emotionally): Meh.
Powers: Earth manipulation
Items: Sword of Hisou (formless and can see into spirits)
Course of action: Begin/prepare to play, (still) trying to see into Archer's spirit
Interactions: @Crow (GM), @Zerulu, @Veradana, @thatguyinthestore
Mentions: None
Actually Nearby: @BeyondArea, @AnyoneListening(?)
In Group: @Zerulu, @Veradana
 

PolikShadowbliss

Raptor Shapeshifter
Sarah Kinkle
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When Sarah was ignored, she pursed her lips in silent fury and suddenly she was aware of someone: a man yelling at everyone. He was a regular looking man but with the way his eyes widened and the way he looked around at everyone, he must be new to this whole multiversial stick. Silently, she walked toward Jesse Pinkman.


"Yes! We can see everything," she said in calm voice of one who is used to this shit by now, "and no we are not figments of your imagination, nor are you high. This is very, very real. However unreal it looks." She could partically smell the drugs on him and the repulsion made her curl her nose. "I would recommend you get off of that for now, being high might feel good but it doesn't help with all the weird shit you are about to experience!"

@thatguyinthestore
 

SheepKing

Ruler of sleep and wool
Princess Tutu
Tutu visibly relaxed when the voice turned out to be owned by a little grey mouse wearing a hood and jeans. She was glad that this wasn’t someone who could pose as a threat to any of them. Even the cat and mouse from before were saying (though in one case reluctantly) their hello’s to the little guy. Tutu of course elegantly crouched down with a dainty hand cupping her ear as the animal spoke. A Zaxon Hacker?“, Tutu softly muttered to herself. In all of her life the ballerina had never heard of a term even similar to the one just spoken. Did he hack at trees like a lumberjack or was there a different meaning to being a hacker that she was simply unaware of.

The boy who nearly got tripped didn’t even seem to notice the incident as he conversed with her. He held a pretty laid back attitude about what was going on which the princess could and did admire. In the most difficult of situations those would could keep a cool head were one of the most helpful out there. She smiled was he finally finished speaking, replying “I do suppose that it wouldn’t hurt to forgo any worries right now” Remembering that she hadn’t introduced herself to any of the people or animals there the ballerina added on to her previous statement with “I’m Princess Tutu, I hope we can all get along together”.

The mouse soon finally started to explain what he meant. As his explanation went on Tutu soon realized that a lot of his words were downright forigen to her ears. Digimon? Kowloon? Databases? If she’d been Duck right now it’d have been very likely that the poor girl’s head would be completely fried from confusion. Instead she simply carefully tried to gather any less confusing information and attempted to form a sort of summary in her head.

From what she could gather, none of this was real, sort of like an illusion really, and in this illusion they used creatures as companions for tasks such as protecting oneself. Satisfied with her conclusion the ballerina soon noticed that others had already begun to join their little group by the swing. There was a young boy with massy black hair and glasses of the same hue alongside a beautiful woman and sister. Polite as always, Tutu gave a curtsie in their direction before concurring with what the red haired woman spoke. “I must agree, how do we get these Digimon?”

@Crow @Sayo-Nara @FactionParadox @Chungchangching @darkred @Jeef_jones @Topless
Location: Swing
 

ManyFaces

Devil's Advocate
Maxwell wasn't sure what to make of it. These creatures had the same sort of eerieness 'They' possessed but didn't immediately attack him. It would be a shame to be pried out of his home as he'd learned to call the civilized camp he'd made in The Constant. It took a lot of work from his shadows to get it to even look remotely like a home.
He was prepared to fight the slow moving eldritch creatures, but hadn't anticipated how quickly it moved towards him.

Then it all turned to black.

He'd waken up to find himself falling, not falling exactly... Rather... Drifting down to the ground below. It looked unlike anything he'd ever seen with its bright blue hue. He also noticed he wasn't alone, others were drifting down to the land below as well. It was almost humorous how he'd once been doing something similar, whisking people away to a strange land for what could be called a cruel game. Though he couldn't quite say he was anything more than another chess piece for Them.

Maxwell twisted in the air momentarily trying to land foot first on the land instead of ungracefully on his face. Once he landed he staggered momentarily but quickly steadied himself and adjusted his suit. Looking around it looked almost like a playground or nursery with all the oversized toys. He wasn't accustomed to the odd blue glow of the scenery either, The Constant wasn't exactly the most vibrant of places.
"Where... Or what is this..." He murmured to himself.

@Infuriated Infant @Crow @Nightwisher @FoolsErin
 

Veradana

Member
Hotaru still eyed the others warily, even as the creature purred at her touch. Would they really agree to play a game like that? A weird old man and a strange woman didn’t exactly sound like ideal playmates, even if the creatures had already roped them into it. Also, she still needed to find a way back home. Her dad would probably rip up the whole city looking for her when he got home and couldn’t find her. On the other hand, these things would probably cry if she said no.

“…sure, I’ll play for a little while too,” Hotaru said, “um, but, before that, can you tell us where we are? I think some of us have gotten lost. I don’t recognise this area of town.”


@Crow , @Zerulu
@BoltBeam
 

Sleek

Ew Furry
Keri
Everything was getting weird. There were strange humans running around, and I felt a sense of dread. The longer we sat here, the worse stuff I heard through the Aura around me. Some claimed to be 'Hackers' using these digital pokemon (how they were digital, I had no idea, the few I'd seen seemed real to me) to wreak havoc for personal gain, much like some pokemon Trainers using their pokemon for personal benefit. These "Digimon" apparently were treated like slaves, something that made my skin crawl. We might look fairly different, but I had looked a lot different once upon a time, so I sympathized with the Digimon.

Then I heard a commotion: Some idiot had taken Lana's stick from her tail. By the time I had stepped over, the stick had been dropped and Lana could pick it back up. I moved Lana away from them, and looked around for Eric. I nudged Lana over to Eric and the Umbreon that was talking to him. From the Aura of familiarity around them, they knew each other. I waited near them, for the moment. There was talk of maybe busting these Digimon out, and I didn't know if I wanted to dive headlong in without much planning, but I'd keep silent.

With the array of weird beings around us, and the unknowns we faced, I wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do...
@Crow @SmallPopTart @Nightwisher @Sayo-Nara @Topless
 
Sir Benedict Cucumberpatch

Benedict ignored the weird animals, “Ah, Josh, get the “Mine” tape.....this slide, is mine.” Benedict said before Josh pulled out the tape, wrapping it around the way up to the slide, anyone who observed the tape would notice it read: “THIS IS BENEDICTS.”. Then, Benedict had the time of his life, he slowly and loudly skidded down the slide time after time after time, all while holding his stone cold composure. But such hard labor like sliding has a price.......Benedict was now hungry. “Ah......Josh, pull out....the pretzel snacks.” Benedict commanded. Josh reached into his pockets and sadly shook his head as he revealed them to be empty. The ghastly sight caused Benedict to stare him down, his gaze reaching into the darkest depths of Josh’s soul, “Josh.....where are.......the pretzel snacks.” Josh started to shake nervously as he honked in confusion, surely a loyal servant such as Josh would remember to bring the pretzel snacks. However all hope wasn’t lost, Benedict’s ears caught something interesting.....the sound of food. He closed his eyes and tried to locate the direction of the noise before finally, he found it. Benedict quickly opened his eyes and pulled out his binoculars as he set his gaze upon his new meal. It was a......foxlike creature, that stood on two legs.....and boy did it look smug. “Ah, Josh........prepare the bush disguises.”. As Josh was preparing the bush disguises, Benedict aimed his pistol at Lana, “Ah.....you shall make a fabulous.......turkey.” Benedict said to himself as he quietly aimed, the gun’s sight landed perfectly, but he wasn’t going to shoot at Lana, “Fear makes the meat taste quite better.” Benedict said as he instead fired some warning shots over the swings, before hastily jumping into the bush disguise and rolling down towards the ground, “Honk!” Josh honked as he landed on the ground in an explosion of leaves, “Ah ah ah......stay in character Josh, bushes don’t talk.”



@Sayo-Nara
@Crow
 
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Lana

Luckily, the girl dropped Lana’s stick after what appeared to be the girl’s older sister confronted her. Lana picked the stick up and put it back in her tail. Keri got Lana’s attention with the nudge as she finally saw Eric. She was just about to walk over to Eric while dragging Keri along with her, but a few loud bangs were heard. The noise caused Lana to jump a bit as her fur stood on end. She could tell the houses were gun shots and they were directed towards her. The thought alone was enough to get her to drop her cheery personality and replace it with a more terrified and In edge one.

“W-What the heck was that!?”
She grabbed onto Keri and pulled her close. Lana started to hide behind Keri as she looked around trying to figure out where the shots came from.

@SmallPopTart @Alpha007 @Benedict Cucumberpatch @Topless
 

Jeef_jones

Blessed boi
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Kyr gave a grin "Oh of course! I love making new friends and also since this place is really weird sticking together sounds like the perfect plan!" he began to look away from the swingset at the other playthings, first at the slide "Oh how I got here? I was just tinkering back at the tavern while my other friends were away and then this weird tentacle grabbed me and took me away! I thought it was Charoth on a rampage again but when I noticed I wasn't dead and in this weird place I kind of calmed down... Also yeah! how do we get these di- his eyes would lock onto wray climbing the ferris wheel of which he had a look of concern
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"OH MY GODS THAT IS DANGEROUS KID" he sprinted over to the ferris wheel and grabbed at wray before he could continue to attempt to dismantle the ferris wheel "Kid do you know the tons of force that would fall onto you if you were to unscrew that as you are now?"
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Nearby: @Chungchangching @darkred @Sayo-Nara
 

Crow

Top-tier Avian Master
"Good question! Well, you either use a Digimon Capture Program, which you all probably don't have, or buy one from the Black Market. They're pricey, but if you'll save a lot by settling for Rookie-level or below," Tuffy responds to Parasoul and Princess Tutu. "I don't have the money right now, so you're gonna need your own cash."

@Crow @Sayo-Nara @FactionParadox @Chungchangching @darkred @Jeef_jones @Topless @SheepKing @SwingArea


"Yeah, slavery, that's the word. Which effectively makes this slave trading..."

Plotmon converses with Lyle as it shakes its head.

"No, this isn't the Digital World. It is connected to it, however, through small rifts. The Digital World is... a lot more lively. Greens here, trees there, and the Net Ocean's the most beautiful sight on a fine Summer day or night. There's all kinds of diverse biomes too. Not the biggest fan of the File Volcano.

This place - Kowloon - is a world created by the humans. Very different. In a way, it's a rift between the human and Digital Worlds, a rift that no one can truly fully pass through - us Digimon cannot materialize in the human world and the humans can only access Kowloon through these avatars, though no humans have truly found a way into the Digital World.

I mean, it is a Digital World, if you want to get technical. It's digital, and it's a world."


@Damafaud @DerpyCarp @GinkyGotBack @SmallPopTart @Benedict Cucumberpatch @Crow @L3n @June Verles @SlideArea


"We're in Kowloon! When we stick together, we can have looots of fun!"

A short pause was had before the fuzzy white fella tapped Hotaru!

"You're the Ogremon! Ahahaha!"

Every one of these little blobs began to dash and disperse, taking advantage of their tiny size and squishy bodies to hide and squeeze through tiny crevices, confident that the Hotaru couldn't find them, or tag them.

@Zerulu @BoltBeam @Veradana @BeyondArea​
 

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