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 <<Click banner for opening theme>> Digimon Adventure ..World's Bane.. An Adventure Roleplay, Rated 15+ This is the Roleplay Thread Discussion Thread is >here<
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July 19th, 2012, 07:00 AM
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"Snow?!"July 31st, 2012 - Part A Sophia blinked her eyes, rubbed them, anything to make sure she was actually seeing this right. The weather report on her phone had to be wrong did it not see how beautiful it was yesterday evening? She dreaded the moment when she had to get out of bed in the morning the house was always lonely in the morning. Her father was never home maybe to pay a few bills but then he went on another "business trip" with her mother leaving her behind once more. She tried to convince herself it was okay because he left his gold card by "accident" each time he left for his "trips". Sophia saw through his little trick the first time he did it but that didn't stop her from going on her daily shopping trips. The moment of dread came as Sophia took her first steps of the day towards her window. At that time Sophia stopped and said a prayer to whatever gods or goddess might be listening, I beg for there not to be snow. PLEASE! With that she threw open the windows to reveal a landscape full of snow. "I knew there was a reason why I'm not religious," She mumbled under her breath. "How am I suppose to look cute without freezing my butt off?" Whining was just the first part of her morning routine next would be the "it's not fair, why me?" speech, and after that her "why can't we live in California!?" one. All of this was said to herself, as she had no one else to talk to. A bing went off in her room, her phone lit up showing that she had a new message waiting for her. Sophia sighed and flopped back onto her bed to read the text message from Maryann, "Did you look outside? Snow!!!!!! Raincheck on shopping? y/n? The message wouldn't get a response from Sophia before she had a chance to inhale some coffee. With that Sophia slipped into her shower robe and began her early morning bathroom ritual. The ritual involved showering, blowing drying (her hair), brushing her teeth, flossing, washing her face, painting her nails (both sets), and putting on/in the necessities such as make-up, deodorant, lotion, and her piercings. It usually takes her about an hour minimum if she's doing it at a decent speed. Today, it took Sophia about an hour and a half to make an appearance outside of the restroom. Picking out her clothes was always the easiest part for Sophia but she was too hungry to focus on getting dressed. Two bagels with cream cheese are what she decided on after about three seconds in the food cabinet. Sophia sat down on the couch, as she reached for the remote she instantly felt the need to go outside and walk around. After a quick trip to her room to retrieve her cellphone she was out the door. The harshness of the cold enveloped Sophia causing her to shiver multiples times within seconds of walking out the door. Even though she was wearing a pink zip hoodie along with matching pink ear muffs. Underneath she wore her red low cut shirt with a plain white tank top under that. Her pale legs were the only things to be seen as her jacket ended where her shorts did which exposed much of her legs. Not the smartest decision in this temperature but Sophia knew that sometimes there's pain in looking good. Her walking increased with speed as she felt a breeze of coldness attacking her legs, she needed something to warm her up and fast. The nearest Starbucks was within a block of where Sophia's house was which translates to ten minutes away in this weather. Her phone kept beeping as if it insisted Sophia pay more attention to it but with her earmuffs on the noise was easily blocked out. "Peppermint Mocha with Caramel Sauce and a Double Chocolate Brownie," Sophia said immediately to the nearest barista when she entered Starbucks. "Make it quick!" Her tone was full of her impatient attitude. Noticing that the registers were all working Sophia breathed a sigh of relief because yesterday everything electronic was out of sync. Her card was swiped without trouble and a few minutes later she was holding her Mocha and Brownie heading home. Setting her brownie in her pocket for later consumption Sophia plucked out her phone before it became a brown iPhone instead its original white color. Somehow her GPS app had been pulled up and a mysterious location had been selected. It was way too early in the morning for such an adventure, you just don't walk around Queens like this. "Why not?" Well, maybe because it's freezing cold outside and you're barely wearing any clothes, Sophia thought. Her mind waged war against the idea but it was slowly winning each battle and before she noticed Sophia had made her way across town. She glanced at the nearest sign, a subway station, really? Sophia hated how dirty these places were which is why she preferred to walk places plus it gave her time to think. People were rude, disrespectful, and pushy in these stations but Sophia shrugged her shoulders if anything she could be just as mean. Within seconds Sophia found herself emerged into the mass crowd of people making their way into their selected subway lines. Looking down at her phone Sophia noticed that she was near her line but not quite. "This is ridiculous" "You know what's ridiculous, a twelve year old girl blocking my way! That's ridiculous!" Sophia whipped her head around but there wasn't anyone there. Whoever said it must have been frighten of how she would act, yes, that was the reason. A push here, a shove there was how the subway worked Sophia soon began to notice this as she made her way to the appropriate line. She noticed the obvious gawking at her outfit of choice, no one understands the importance of looking good these days. Rubbing her arms up and down to keep herself warm with a cup in her hand really didn't work out. Taking a few more sips before she was finally able to board the death contraption. Sophia quickly located a seat, holding onto the railing next to it for safety, as she didn't trust anything or anyone on this thing. As each minute passed Sophia felt sicker, to ease her pain she decided that she would text back Maryann. Having enough elbowroom to fish out her phone was tricky but she managed enough to pressed the Home Button on her phone. Despite pressing it again and again and multiple times after that the screen never came to life, as it should've. This only lead to Sophia becoming more and more frustrated with everything especially the weird guy sitting next to her. His obviously fake glasses and homemade sweater was the least bad thing about him. Her thoughts began to slip away as she felt tired and soon slipped into a nice slumber. Awaking to the sight of only five other people was beyond strange as there were at least fifty people on the subway cart before she had dozed off. She had no clue who these kids were and she didn't care to find out. She had never seen anyone of them before not even in passing; they most likely weren't from Queens. Her drink had disappeared and she put her money on the weird kid who sat next to her before she closed her eyes. Sophia quickly took off her earmuffs and lowered them to a position that kept them around her neck. Three girls and three guys in total Sophia did a double take on one of the girls. Red hair, but it's almost too red... Sophia's hands went to her natural, red hair braid; this wasn't going to go well. She was fuming with anger, this girl looked kind of like her but a rejected, classic version. Daggers were thrown in her direction her eyes would be fireballs if somehow it became possible. The other girl was a shrimp but cute, like a puppy that you wanted to take home but wanted to get rid of once it became an adult. All three of the guys had brown hair but two of them it varied, one had blonde highlights, and the other was tinted red. None of them caught her interest in the slightest except the one with blonde in his hair. Without a second thought Sophia lowered the zipper on her jacket to fully display herself and all her beauty. She knew that the chills would be worth making anyone jealous of her. "Why aren't we moving?" Her voice was loud and full of confidence if none of these people would talk then she would do the honors. Craning her neck to peer out the window, Sophia noticed that the landscape was completely boring. There was literately nothing to see out there unless you liked dirt or rocks. Her fingers tightened around her non-functioning phone and Sophia gave a loud sigh. Almost as if her sighing had caused it the subway cart began to creep forward towards their unknown destination. Darkness soon consumed the whole cart Sophia couldn't help but emit a scream as she fell face first into the floor. The cart lunged forward with incredible speed, which seemed to flick on the lights. Sophia was grasping for air as she glanced around the subway. Each one of them had been forcibly knocked to the floor on this runaway subway cart. As if to follow the lights the monitors turned on revealing an unfamiliar face to Sophia which made her cringe. His hair matched the snow she had seen earlier but it was gathered in a ponytail. His facial details became a blur to her, Sophia welcomed what she thought was sleep not unconsciousness. "Welco..."
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July 19th, 2012, 06:43 PM
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Noah Phillips July 31st, 2012 Manhattan, New York  "The Forecast for the day is surprising.......Snow all through Manhattan people" Noah slammed down his hand on his radio alarm clock as the man's voice rang through the speakers. A giant yawn, rubbing his eyes and then another yawn, before staring at the radio for a couple of moments motionless as if he had seen or heard a ghost somewhere "Snow....." Noah would never have though four letters would cause so much confusion. "Snow..............in July" Noah checked his phone, and yeah it was the last day of July and worst than that the weather forecast app on his phone was agreeing with the forecast he heard over the radio. Noah almost couldn't fathom what was happening his summer looked like it was going to get ruined and it was just getting exciting. His phone was ringing off the hook was either his friend Jordan calling to ask about their usual soccer game or one of his brothers asking if everything is fine at home with this weather, but he could only just assume since he wasn't really answering the calls. "SNOW!!" Noah shouted out in major frustration due to the situation but his outburst was promptly greeted by his nanny and a butler bursting in to check on the ruckus that he had made with his screaming. They both stared on him with a peculiar look on their faces as if looking on a deranged person, he was in the middle of his bed with the same clothes he had on yesterday and that probably added to their suspicious stares. "Ummm I'm fine" Noah said in hopes to calm down the two workers. He gave them a nervous smile but they still looked at him oddly "Breakfast sir" The man asked in a serious tone. "Nah imma take a quick shower and grab a bite outside" A quick nod from the two and they left the room closing the door behind them, and a thankful sigh came from Noah. Him looking outside didn't change anything either it actually probably made it worse, as he got to see for himself his city covered in white. A quick shower, brushing his teeth and a long look through his closet for something to wear even though he knew he was just going to wear a plain blue t-shirt and his favorite pair of skinny jeans, the only difference is he would have the chance to wear one of those fancy snow jackets his mother always buys him and match it with one of the snow hats as well. He looked himself over in the mirror and saw that it was appropriate enough for him to go outside in this weather, giving himself a wink jokingly. Rushing downstairs, flinging on his mittens and stepping unto the elevator down. Noah tapped his leg and nodded to the sound of the elevator music, it took a while to reach to the bottom but it was going to be worth it to be in the snow for himself. Ding! The elevator finally stopped and Noah ran through the building lobby pushing the door open and was greeted with a snow falling on his head. The snow wasn't slowing down activities around the city though as the crowd bumped and hit into Noah as he stood there. Noah sighed before heading off to there hot dog stand near by and even in this temperature his business was striving so guess where Noah was in the kine....the back and it wasn't a short line at all. More delay for Noah but it wasn't like he had any plans especially in this weather. Noah took the time out to check through his phone, even play some fruit ninja while he waited for the line to move forward but there was something else on his phone that caught his eye even more than text messages and missed calls. Noah knew almost everywhere and everything in Manhattan so one of the oddest things to see was his gps app on his phone flashing as if it was screaming for attention. "Hey kid move up in line" the man rushed him from behind as the space between Noah and the woman infront of him opened up. A few seconds later he was at the front being greeted by the hot dog man as Noah would call him "Hey Noah, the regular?" which Noah quickly responded with a nod and watched as he wiped a jumbo hotdog with cheese and everything on top. "Thanks.....and keep the change" Noah said with a mouthful of hotdog in his mouth as he placed a $10 bill on the cart and followed the directions on his gps. It was the weirdest thing but it had to have been a joke by on of his friends so why not go along with it and it led to a packed subway station so Noah laughed as he went down the stairs thinking about what they could be planning. Noah kept walking bumping into a crowd of people as he made his way from the crowded subway station into a cramped and crowded subway cart. Noah gets driven most places but experiences with friends had left Noah with experience taking the subway regularly. Noah tapped his phone but it froze up "Great timing" Noah sighed. "Not going to risk this then" if his phone wasn't working there was no point in going on this wild goose chase. Noah attempted to make his way off the cart but it was more than a futile effort as he was pushed back by a hoard of businessmen rushing unto the cart Noah was trying desperately to leave. The door had shut now so any chance Noah had of coming off were gone but at least he was able to find a seat somewhere in this crowd, and in this cold weather his coat was keeping him warm and toasty leading to him his eyes almost fluttering as if he was falling asleep. Noah slapped himself in the face, no way he was falling asleep on the subway or at least that what he thought since a couple minutes later he was out like a lamp. When Noah awoke he was one of six children left on the subway, Did they reach the last stop? or was Noah's mind acting crazy? There were a cart load of people on the subway cart and now only three girls and three boys including himself. But there was no movement and outside was completely empty, what to do now and worst of all his phone still wasn't working so Noah decided he would have a look at his ummmm well we will call them subway buddies for now since Noah really didn't know them. They seemed as confused as Noah was, so it was highly likely that they didn't know what was going on either. Suddenly, the cart began to move slowly, but something was wrong, especially as they entered the dark tunnel and everything was pitch black, Noah couldn't see a thing. It seemed like the cart began to move even faster and faster prompting Noah into a weezing panic. The light flicked on and thankfully Noah wasn't the only one in a panic as all of them were scattered on the ground of the cart. Another light flicked on, this time it was a monitor with a man's face on it with his white hair propped up into a ponytail. Whatever he said though was muffled to Noah in a way especially since he was practically knocked out when the figure began to talk.....
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Currently participating in the following Roleplays: The Pokémon Trainer Academy GM Jack Jacobs-       Pokemon in box- 7 Danger on the S.S. Anne Rajay Murdock-     The Advanced Force Arc Masaru Nariko Digimon Adventure: World's Bane Noah Phillips Last edited by jackblaze; July 21st, 2012 at 03:19 PM.
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July 20th, 2012, 01:04 AM
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 Date:July 31st Time: 7:00 Location: Home Current Mood: :cer_boogie: Currently Playing: Connect The sun had probably risen by now but in the mental world of Lark Felix it was still dark and semi-starry. Fully dressed, she had been practicing for going on forty-five minutes now and her arms were finally starting to ache. But she had one more song. Just one more... and it was one that she liked. Curse her and her anime and Asian music drowned preferences. They made her sore by the end of the day. It was just another thing to add onto her laundry list of quirks, especially since she still didn't know who Katy Perry was. Anyway, has anyone ever tried playing a violin while sitting on a hammock? It's pretty difficult. But since her cozy little space was only half a room, she didn't have much to work with. So she swung slightly back and forth, letting the notes bleed out in just the right rhythm. There was a sudden smack at her window, causing Kit to jolt and have her bow squeak on the note. She winced at the sound and placed her instrument carefully on the case. She had almost broken this old sweetheart of an instrument leaving it on her hammock one day. Heading to the window, Kit's eyes were flooded with falling white like dandruff. The usual musical low that came from that sweet pure concentration burst abruptly with the sight of frozen water and despite it being not even close to her foster father's wake-up time of the dead of noon on days out, Lark squealed loudly. "Snow!" Jake groaned in his sleep, rolling over with a snort. Her cry was echoed by a chirp from their windowsill. Kit peered to see a sparrow covered in white fluff. "Oh, you poor thing," she cried, gently nudging at it with her finger. It chirped again, looking cold and confused. "You're going to freeze! Come on now, up you get." She gently held out her fingers again, allowing the tiny bird to perch there. Kit then shut the window as quietly as she could, seeing that Jake had fallen back to sleep again. She giggled at the sight of his half-open mouth. "Bugs could fly in the trap~" she sing-songed softly as she went to her one knickknack shelf. A small basket sat there, one of Jake's friends having given it to her for her birthday. Quickly lining it with paper towels, she allowed the bird to place itself inside. "Here, you can stay here until it stops snowing." Lark marched to the tiny bag of birdseed and placed some in one hand, scattering it around the sparrow. It chirped again and Lark blinked in pure confusion. She smiled a bit and then went to wash up. Time to make breakfast! No eggs today because that would be just rude. Instead it would be grilled cheese with apples and sausage... if Miss Connie hadn't stolen their fruits again. And it wasn't that sausage from the convenience store. Kit wouldn't give that to animals, not to mention the poor homeless people. That was right she had to go to the soup kitchen tomorrow... better make a note... and get a map. Lark breathed a small sigh of relief as she peered into their fridge. They weren't low on groceries yet. Thank God for small favors. Smiling, she set herself to work. Hopefully this would wake up Jake. He couldn't be lazy today, there was snow! She began to hum to herself as the pan heated up. The sparrow was silently staring at her from where the basket sat on the counter. "I'm not going to make eggs." she told it, working patiently. "Yes but I'll make cocoa," her guardian told her, rubbing his eyes as he entered the room. "I didn't think we'd have to turn on the heater. I can almost see my breath." "Maybe you'll make clouds with it," she replied with a tiny smile, flipping over the second sandwich. Jake had already stolen the first one. Turning off the stove, Kit put the pan in the sink, going to eat breakfast. The two of them stood in the kitchen together, Jake playfully examining the bird like he would a sculpture. Date:July 31st Time: 7:35 Location: Streets of Manhattan Current Mood: :cer_sneeze: Currently Listening: Sis Puella Magica! The girl squeezed her fox hat tighter over her ears with a shiver. Ooh it was cold! Kit was so happy she had changed clothes. It was so chilly! But the air was crisp and nice to breathe so it didn't bother her too much. She sure felt bad for the birds and squirrels though; they weren't ready for this at all. Kit looked around, wondering where she was planning to go. She had just wanted to go outside... That was when her phone beeped. Was it a text message? But people didn't text her... usually. She flipped it open and frowned nervously. On her small screen was a map with a dot pulsing at the top. "Um... okay..." Kit wondered where this thing led. Well... maybe if she found out, the place would be nice and warm. So onward she went to... the Subway Station. She kind of liked above ground trains better.You could see the world pass around you instead of just the bricks and everything. But well, it was too late to back out now. Lark had already been caught up in the crowd of workers. She found herself a nice seat in one of the car corners, leaning her head against the cool glass window. As the subway train took off, Lark closed her eyes, delightfully warm again. Well, even if she was going someplace weird, at least she was in a warm place. Kit closed her eyes and started humming once more. When she awoke, the subway car was nearly empty and perfectly still. Reflexively, her fingers went to her phone to call Jake and make sure he knew she was okay. Her fingers touched the buttons, but her screen didn't respond. Five others were with her in the silence, one whose red hair was so uncommonly striking Kit couldn't help but be reminded of autumn leaves. It was quite pretty. The other girl was a lot more attractive but... she also seemed rather jealous of the first one. Lark couldn't understand it. The boys... they were a little interesting. She didn't really know what to make of them. Then again, Kit didn't have many romantic experiences. Abruptly the train began to move. It was slow at first but as they entered a tunnel the speed increased, knocking them all out of their seats. People were panicking, one of them wheezing in the darkness, causing fear to well up in Kit's own chest. "Hey..." she whispered frantically. "Hey... hey relax..." Was he going to have an asthma attack? That was when a light went on, the light of a large monitor. An old man appeared on screen. For some reason... her head started to hurt at the sight of his white hair. "Welcome," he said. At the sound of that word, Kit felt her head hit the metal floor, her consciousness fading like mist.
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July 20th, 2012, 02:59 AM
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Adventure One|Part A
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July 20th, 2012, 03:46 AM
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 Silas JamisonPart A -July 31st, 2012 - Brooklyn Silas could clearly remember the warm feeling in the atmosphere as he dozed off on the couch watching television. Although he had walked in on his mother asleep on the couch the night before, he was guilty of the same crime after he was done looking over a script for a play he was to star in during the fall semester. It was to be his junior year in high school, meaning that he was officially in the lead spot to star in a fall production. The idea excited him and made him nervous at the same time, but Silas was ready for it. Over preparation, however, got the best of him and he ended up on the couch. He was not sure how he went from the kitchen table to the cushion-y couch, but here he was draped in a blanket. The warmth was so inviting as it combated against the wintry atmosphere within the house. Wait... wintry atmosphere? Silas eyes opened quickly as he exhaled, seeing his breath oddly enough. His mother left the window open last night, but it was freezing right now! Silas bared his teeth as he wrapped the blanket around his body and went over to the window near the television to close it. "Mom, what's going on outside?" Silas yelled up the stairs as he turned his attention to the television to see breaking news. Before his mother could answer, as she was preparing for work this early in the morning, Silas turned up the volume on the television and tuned in for the moment. "Again, our breaking news is a sudden winter storm warning that is sweeping across the five boroughs of New York City. Meteorologists are simply unable to explain the supernatural phenomenon particularly during this time of the year. Although New York is not known as a hot city during these times, it is certainly not known as a cold one either. Snow fall has been continuous through out the day and there seems to be no letting up at this time. We will keep you all updated about closings as they are reported to our headquarters. We ask that you please be safe and drive carefully during your commutes to and from work. Thank you!" With a completely blank stare on Silas's face, he shook his head and said, "This can't be happening, dude." He chuckled to himself as he heard the footsteps of his mother coming downstairs. She was dressed for winter weather certainly: coat, scarf, earmuffs, boots, multiple layers of clothing, gloves, the works! Silas dropped the cover and scratched his head in confusion. "Well, honey, I'm off to work! Lucky for me it's walking distance right?" She smiled as he quickly walked over to her sole son and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "There's some food in the fridge and the emergency numbers are posted on the freezer in case something happens, okay?" "Mom, I'm seventeen years old," Silas laughed as he wiped the kiss off his forehead. "Oh yeah," his mother laughed. "I'm sorry, it's just that I'm so used to saying that when it snows this bad. You're usually in school when it snows. As far as I can remember, it has never snowed in the summer since I've been here." "First time for everything, huh?" Silas laughed. "I'll probably just roam the city to pass the time. New York's always interesting in drastic moments. Plus, I can get a feel for people's expression during desperate times. Remember that time we went to Wal-Mart during Black Friday? Oh man, they were fighting over towels!" With a simple chuckle, his mother shook her head and said, "Be safe, honey, and make sure that you call me if something goes wrong. Love you." She shut the door. "I love you too, Mom," Silas smiled. "Well... I guess I'll see what the city has to offer me today." He headed towards the steps until he noticed his phone still sitting on the ground from when he threw it last night. The phone wasn't particularly old. It was new, but Silas just couldn't understand why it was spazzing out, especially at a time like this. He couldn't call his mother on this thing if it wasn't going to even turn on. It was no use. "Maybe I should go check out the Apple store while I'm out." ----- After a much needed shower and wash down of his entire body, Silas found himself wondering the streets of Brooklyn. For once in his life, he was wearing December clothes in July: a blue hooded sweater, a black skull cap, blue jeans, black gloves, and brown boots. In his ear were earphones as he was vibing to an upbeat song in his pursuit of the Apples store. Fortunately for Silas, he still had his Nano intact. As he walked down the sidewalks, Silas checked his phone, simply out of habit, and noticed that it wondrously started working again. "Awesome!" Silas grinned to himself. "I knew it was just overheating. This cold weather isn't so bad after all." As the phone booted up, Silas tried to quickly press the Message Icon, but the phone reverted to the GPS App. Seeing it as a mishap, Silas tried to press the home key, but it didn't work. The GPS set up a specific destination to a nearby subway station. It was then Silas realized that the Apple store was on the other side of town, so taking the subway probably would have been beneficial for him the first place. "Good thinking," Silas said to the phone and headed in the direction of the subway station. Eventually, Silas made his way to the underground station, but boy was it crowded. Eyes widened and slightly startled by the number of people, Silas bobbed and weaved through the people, sort of forcing his will onto the underground locomotive. People shot him annoyed glanced, but Silas simply couldn't miss this one because the next one wasn't for another thirty minutes. It was simply too cold to stand in one spot for too long and he started to shiver at the thought of it. Glancing down at his phone at the GPS App, it appeared to try to reroute his destination, but malfunction and froze. Attempting to force shut down his phone, Silas groaned when it didn't work. "Yeah, definitely gotta get that checked out," Silas said to himself as he tilted his head back onto the window and closed his eyes saying a silent prayer that he could get things fixed. It was already hectic enough outside with this random snow. Silas didn't realize it, but he had fallen asleep. Sudden movements caused him to wake up. "Huh!? What!?" Silas slurred as he sat up, noticing five other people in the cart with him. Clearing his throat, Silas chuckled at them and waved nervously. When did the cart get this empty and had he missed his stop? Silas thought about panicking, but shooed it away. He would probably find some other store, wherever he was. He just hoped his mother wouldn't panic when she found out that he was probably lost. The people in the cart seemed friendly. There were two other guys who looked his age and three girls, two his age and the other appearing kind of young. As he quickly glanced at them all, he noticed the one dressed in pink kind of give him a look. A goofy smile came onto Silas's face as he opened his mouth to speak as she questioned something, but he fell to the floor as the locomotive seemed to have picked up blinding speed and the aura of the room went into a pitch blackness. This was certainly an interesting day. Silas had hoped that the cart didn't crash. As he sat up slowly, straining his body, his blurred vision saw an elderly man standing before the six of them. "Welcome."
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July 21st, 2012, 05:00 PM
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Noah Phillips July 31st, 2012 ??:?? ??? Part B "Wah!" Noah woke up in a panic and for the first time he didn't wake up and go through the regular routine of constant yawning and eye rubbing. The way Noah's head was twisting and turning in an effort to see around him you would have thought he was going to get whiplash or maybe his head would just snap right off. After a couple minutes of trying to figure out where he was Noah covered his eyes and held his head to the ground "Any body have an aspirin" he joked to himself since nobody was around but a pulsating pain began ringing through his head. It was like Travis Barker was using his head for a drum solo and obviously it was a good one because the pain Noah was feeling was second to none. When he actually had the chance to collect himself and stand to his feet he finally was able to take in the surroundings. "Don't freak out" Noah repeated this to himself endlessly as he saw a lush forest in front of him in every direction he turned, there were mountains and waterfalls almost as if he was in a jungle "Central Park really has changed" those little jokes were the only thing keeping him sane at the moment and despite how beautiful the scenery was he still was nervous walking through this place. "How'd i get here" Noah was drawing a blank, it was like when he froze up during one of his test nothing came to mind just darkness. The only odd thing about that darkness was that Noah was floating in the middle of it "If mom was here she would say something about there being some hidden meaning" Noah laughed to himself like a mad man in the middle of the freaking forest that popped up from no where. Noah was never in the boy scouts and neither he nor his friends were keen on playing around in the bush so walking through this place was something new for him. Noah began making a little check book in his head, there was no civilization in sight, he had no food and water, he couldn't figure out where he was and worst than all of that his stupid phone wasn't working how great was that. What Noah couldn't check off his imaginary list was that he was making headway into this forest as he stopped and stared at a large tree to his left "Didn't i pass this tree like 15 times already" this time he wasn't joking though everything looked the same almost like he was on a loop and to add to the misery, the place was dead quiet like some cruel torture. "I want to hear some traffic or people fighting in the road" Noah moved from the stage of joking as a form of denial to a stage of moaning, regular for any teen who was just thrown into an unknown jungle when they only expected to play a little soccer that day. Beware of what you wish for, maybe that was a lesson for Noah to learn as the eerie silence quickly plunged into devastating sounds of trees breaking and ground shaking. Not only was the ground shaking now but so was Noah's body as whatever was causing that mess was coming closer and closer to him. Run? how could he, Noah was rooted to his spotted. The reason for that was 20 percent curiosity and 80 percent fear as to what was coming, it took everything for Noah to not pee his pants especially as a giant black devil like creature tore through the trees and stuck its ugly head out. It didn't take the creature alot of time to tear through the tree blocking his path and now he was devilish face to face with Noah and there was no doubt it had seen him. Noah, head was moving at a thousand thoughts per second and he could only cringe at the sight at black monstrosity before him dark as midnight and teeth that looked like they could tear through anything and probably could. It look liked some sort of dog but definitely not one that Noah would have wanted in his house but its movements were completely different as he circled Noah a few times moving as fast as a cheetah. It crawled towards Noah before letting out a large growl and yep that was Noah's sign to get hell out of there. Noah ran like he had never run before, adrenaline was a heck of a thing and at the speed Noah was moving he could have made the US Olympic team with ease. Something odd did happen though, against his best judgement Noah just pulled up and stopped in his tracks and closed his eyes. What was this kid thinking but something stranger was still happening, It was like he was sitting right in front of the heater, a burning sensation began to just take over Noah's body. His eyes snapped open revealing his bright browns were now sky blue, yeah I'm serious his eyes were a bright sky blue color and all the weirdness didn't end there as the earth under Noah just erupted all at once in a spectacular burst of energy. Cracking whips of colored energy snap in each direction and for some reason Noah couldn't help but just just put his hands straight up in the air like a kid waiting for their present on Christmas day. Did we forget about the monster that was just chasing Noah? nope but his mind was so distant from that, that he didn't even notice that the creature was right behind him one stretch away from actually touching him. "I've been waiting.." a voice different from any Noah had heard and definitely not his own but the voice felt warm as well and in a blink off an eye the creature was being blasted back and was sent flying from the energy that was surrounding Noah. All he could do now was smile, the energy was invigorating like nothing he had ever felt before and for the first time since reaching this place he was actually not afraid. But good things never do last forever and that energy that made Noah feel so strong, came together to form a single egg that fell into his arms like a little baby. Everything seemed fine at that moment even though he was still lost at least he wasn't afraid or in danger anymore......Spoke too soon, now there were pounding footsteps coming from the other direction, and all he had as his defense was the egg that sat in his hands, what was he to do with that throw it? It wasn't long till another giant figure stood in front of Noah and although this one looked slightly more pleasant he was still just as intimidating. "You know what you should play basketball, you have the height" Noah joked nervously while slowly backing off from the tall lion like figure approaching and worse than just being a huge lion he also had a sword behind him. In regular Noah fashion he fell while backing off so now he had this beat standing right over him..great. "Human..." He started with his deep and demanding voice, "How did you get here?" it was extremely strange that it could talk but after what has been happening nothing seemed strange anymore. "Well ummm Lion thing sir" Noah attempted to gather some thoughts and try to form a proper sentence his vision just went all he could see now was the lion man and complete static and even the lion was becoming blurry. Noah was feeling odd, cold and weird and before he knew it everything was black and he fell back to the ground as if being knocked out. After all that Noah couldn't even believe he could move and even more amazing than that he never thought the floor of a forest could be so cozy and comfortable to sleep on. Noah's eyes opened to the astonishment of waking up in his own bed, in his own house, in his own city. He quickly jumped across his bed to look on his clock which said: July 31, 7:43 A.M. So after everything Noah felt like he just went through it turns out it was still the same day. Noah got up off his bed, astonished was the only way you could describe him as he paced back and forth in his room trying yo figure out what just happened. "Was i slipped a drug or something" just one of the many theories he was considering. Suddenly sounds could be heard coming from the foot of his bed and as he whipped his head to look he saw the egg, the same egg that he thought was just a dream and now it was opening. For not the first time today Noah was stuck in his spot and stared on this mystery egg as it shuck.............
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Adventure One|Part B
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July 24th, 2012, 12:29 AM
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Silas Jamison Part B -??? - ??? "Golly... that definitely was an interesting subway ride. Mom's gonna kill me if I'm fortunate enough to make it out of this. Why is it so dark anyway?" Silas mumbled these thoughts to himself. One minute he was getting on a crowded subway train and the next he was in the cart with five other people who were just as confused as he was about what happened. Before he knew it, the train had moved in such a violent manner that they all hit the deck. Silas wasn't sure about the other members of the subway, but he knew that he blacked out purely off the brute force that the subway train had exhibited upon take off. The pain in Silas's head wrung violently as he as he sat in the darkness. "Wait a minute... my eyes are closed," Silas mentally face-palmed himself as he opened his ocean blue eyes. He wasn't in a familiar place, that was for certain. New York was experiencing a snow storm at the moment and here Silas was in the midst of a beautiful climate. It felt so real to Silas that the only explanation was that it had to be dream. However, dreams never felt like this, even his wildest one. There were large mountains, a waterfall, and a forest that lay a few feet in front of Silas as he sat up, shaking his head and dusting himself off. "I guess I'm not in Brooklyn anymore huh?" Silas chuckled, referring to a popular line in the Wizard of Oz. He pretty much felt like the character he portrayed, the Scarecrow in that he had no clue, no brain about what was currently going on right before him. Standing to his feet, Silas let out a struggling groan, but managed to maintain his composure, standing firm now. "The best thing to do now is to try to figure out where the hell I am," Silas said to himself as he reached into his pocket to pull out his iPhone. To no avail. The phone was completely useless at this point and Silas only saw fit that he try to find some form of civilization to help him get home before his mother did. She had probably called him, texted him, and left voice messages worried sick about him. He wasn't a mama's boy but his mother was definitely a son's girl, if that made any sense. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to walk around. Never know who's around unless I look," he said, looking back towards the mountains and the waterfall. His body was too physically tired to climb, so walking was his next best option and the forest before him was his only path. Just as Silas decided to walk forward, a loud roar shook the foundation of the forest as several twigs and branches snapped off the trees and dispersed every which way. Silas shielded his eyes as he grunted at the sudden pick up of wind and when it settled down, he dropped his right arm and noticed something that was quite extraordinary. Rows of trees burst open as a pair of monstrous black claws tore them apart and a devilish had poke its way out. Silas raised a brow, frightened but in disbelief, "What the hell? Ah this is crazy!" He though about running for it, but he decided to stay a little longer to observe the creature trying to fight its way out of the forest. It appeared to be stuck between two trees. Its skin was as dark as midnight and its teeth were as sharp as blades. As it struggled, it looked up and saw Silas standing there. Breaking free of the tree, the monster crawled around, pointing its snout in the air. It had the appearance of a large, rabid dog, but it moved like a lightning quick cheetah. Just as it was free, it growled and darted towards Silas, causing his adrenaline to kick in and run in the opposite direction towards the mountains. Tripping over his own feet, Silas quickly cursed himself for having the luck of those dumb women in the horror movies. Quickly hopping up, Silas faced his doom by turning to the monster. Clenching his fists, there was no wear to run now and Silas was prepared to wrestle with death. Just as the beast fully approached him, Silas felt a burning sensation in his skin as he yelled out in shock. His eyes shutting tight, he opened them as they changed from ocean blue to a sea green color. The energy from his body caused the earth to rumble and erupt all at once. Silas didn't know what was going on, but it felt warm and safe. The beast grew scared of this sudden burst of energy from Silas. His hands slowly lifted up as Silas could hear a voice in his head, "I've been waiting..." Once the voice went away, the energy flowing around Silas launched the beast back at least twenty feet past the broken trees and the energy concentrated onto his palms. Gaining control over himself, Silas looked at what he had just did and stared at his palms. "What the... I... I've never felt this kind of energy before," he said, a shocked smirk appearing on his face. The energy extracted from Silas hands as it formed and shaped into an oval... it looked like an egg! The egg floated securely into his hands as Silas floated down to the ground. "Wow... it's an egg. A big one at that. Imagine all of the egg sandwiches we could make, man." Silas didn't realize it, but pounding footsteps were heard behind and he quickly turned around to see a lion... man standing about five yards away from him. It had a long, flowing mane and... yeah, it's snout definitely indicated it was a lion. Silas laughed a little and lifted one hand, shaking his head, "A'ight man you win. You're a wakling Mufasa. That's my laugh for the day." Silas looked up at the creature. It had to be at least seven feet tall, an enormous blade was hanging off his back. "Silence!" the lion beast said quickly. "I'm chill, I'm chill," Silas said smoothly. "Human... How did you get here?" the lion beast started, his voice deep and demanding an answer from Silas. "Your guess is as good as..." Suddenly, Silas's vision went grey. His body went cold and numb. Silas could still see the lion, but everything else broke up like an old television with white noise. Soon, everything went black and Silas fell backwards, the cold forest floor around him. Wanting to move to see if he was still alive, Silas turned to his right and realized... he was laying in his bed. Blinking his eyes as he stared at the alarm clock on his nightstand, July 31 7:43 AM, Silas groaned, burying his face in his pillows. The dream felt so real, he just knew it was real. It was just a few hours ago it was snowing in New York. "It was a dream... I knew it was too good to be true," Silas laughed at his naive thoughts. Sitting up in his bed, Silas stretched as he got out to go to the bathroom. Once he came back from using it and brushing his teeth, he rubbed his hair and as he stood in the doorway, "I guess I'll get dressed." He headed toward his bed before stopping, goosebumps appearing on his arms as he noticed a sea green egg at the foot of his bed, wobbling back and forth. Jaw dropped, Silas fell to his knees as he slowly moved his hands toward the egg, "It... it wasn't a dream?" Then, the egg started to hatch...
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July 24th, 2012, 07:24 AM
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July 31st, 2012 - Part B Starbucks. Classic. Snow. Ouch. The only words that swirled around in Sophia’s head were these four and she wasn’t sure why. Her body lay stretched out across the ground shaking in fear. Wait, what am I be afraid of? Sophia thought. She stood up quickly which only made her head that much more dizzy. Gathering herself she placed her hand on the nearest thing, a tree. Her eyes flew open, there weren’t trees like this in Queens and soft ground like this either. A hand went into her jacket pockets only to found her cellphone. Pushing the Home Button on her phone seemed to do nothing. What was she wearing? Some pink earmuffs around her neck, a same colored pink jacket, which was now open. It exposed her low cut tank top and her really short shorts, Cuuute, Sophia laughed. For the first time since she woke up she looked at the environment around her. It was a stunning view, mountains, a beautiful sky, a waterfall and in that moment Sophia knew this place couldn’t be real.
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July 24th, 2012, 04:48 PM
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 Lark Kit Felix Date: ? Time: ? Location: ? Current Mood: :cer_confused: Currently Playing: N/A Ever been in a drum circle? Kit liked those, noisy beautifully fun things they were at festivals. What she never anticipated however, was her head feeling like one being hit by the incessant start to fortissimo-the ultimate crisis. She didn't want to open her eyes, not now. However, her nose could still sniff, and the air was nothing like the city. It smelled more like the park, except without the underlying tint of gasoline. Where am I that could make that smell? Reluctantly, Kit forced her steel-blue eyes open. "Mewri~!" Her exclamation made the trees around her shift, as if the creatures inside had been woken from their own sleep. Kit winced after her own cry, placing a hand gently on her temple. It felt like it was throbbing off of her skin. Oops... I shouldn't do that...After a few minutes, Lark placed her hand back on the ground and opened her eyes to her surroundings. They were as beautiful as she had glimpsed them the first time. Trees and waterfalls... nature in its purest form. "Mewri~" Kit cried again, softer this time, unable to stop herself. "Beautiful~" Indeed, it put paintings to shame, even those of the professionals she had seen over the years. There really was nothing like natural beauty. "Wait..." she thought aloud. "How did I... get here...?" The pain pulsed in her head and she winced. Blackness... she had been floating in a sea of it, like someone had launched her into space without a suit. But from where... where had that been from... The train... Ah that was it... she had been on a train... a crowded train... and then... there had only been five others with her. And the subway had started going really fast and she had hit her head... Maybe it crashed somewhere, she thought to herself. Well... what about those other people? Maybe they were hurt somewhere. Well... then again. Kit looked herself over for any injuries. If that had happened and somehow she had flown all this distance and only ended up with a headache, they were probably fine. Besides... where would she start to look? She wasn't very good with directions... As Kit pondered her next step, the air then trembled with a roaring howl, the trees trembling with the force of large paws snapping them like toothpicks. "Ah... what... what kind of..." It sounded like a dog, a very large, very angry dog. Has she woken it up? Oh no... Kit anxiously began to scramble backwards but the large beast broke through into the clearing. She felt her body freeze up. That... thing.... it was going to get her. IT was going to get her and kill her and eat her bones... Wait... The oddest thought occurred to her. Aren't I dreaming? Isn't this just supposed to be a happy dream? My life now... aren't I just on that bed refusing to wake up? Does this make this... the end of my dream? Before her mind could formulate an answer, the black beast charged toward Lark's tiny, easily chewed up body. Kit turned away reflexively, eyes squeezing shut in preparation for a lot of pain... The pain did arrive... but it was a burning, a welcoming fire ripping through her and forcing Kit's eyes open wide. They aren't her normal steel blue, but silver, gleaming like a new sword in the sun. Beneath her feet, energy crackled and burst, whips of silver light slashing the air. Kit lifted her arms and found herself smiling. There was nothing to fear. The dream wasn't over yet. As if in sync with her thought, the whips struck the beast and sent it flying back. IT shattered the trees behind it, crashing further out of sight. Then a voice, a mixture of barks and delighted whines, resounded softly in the furthest reaches of the lilac-haired girl's mind. Yet she knew what this meant... So long... I've been waiting... for you... The light began to ebb, focusing to surround her arms and spread once more. It formed a large silver egg striped pink. Without thinking, Lark hugged it to her chest. It was warm... strangely warm. "Human." She jumped and looked to her right. A large lion stood before her, but... but it was on its hind legs. It glowered down at her, one of its meaty fists clutching a large sword the length of its arm. "Human," it growled again, making her quail where she stood. "How did you get here?" Kit inwardly wailed. She didn't have the answer to that. How could she? When she opened her mouth however, she couldn't form these words. Lark's vision began to fuzz and she fell back. As her arms became limp, a single thought entered her mind: the egg... The gentleness of the leaves on the ground couldn't protect and Lark rolled er body over to grab it... And fell out of her hammock. "Ow..." she murmured, rubbing her head. Above her, her clock read: July 31st, 7:43. "You all right there kitty cat?" Jake's voice, distant but well remembered, filtered from the other side of their apartment. "Uh-huh, just dozed off!" Yeah that was it... I was just dreaming...Kit reflexively reached for her phone and her fingers brushed something else. That something was wobbling. Looking over, she saw the familiar egg. "Eh..." It began to crack.
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July 25th, 2012, 10:49 PM
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Silas Jamison Part A -August 1st, 2012 - Brooklyn The past twenty four hours certainly was an interesting one for Mr. Jamison. He went from the whole fiasco on the subway, to having the most realistic dream, to nurturing an alien species. Silas loved when random things happen, but this was just something straight out of Area 51. The egg hatched yesterday morning into an, admittedly, cute little ball of alien gooey slime. It was an off white looking creature with cute baby eyes and a wide smile when appealed by the littlest thing. Silas wasn't sure what to call it, nor did he even care to name it, but the creature took an immediate liking to Silas. After hatching Silas spent most of his day playing with the creature whether if it was fetch, tickling it, talking to it, or even getting it TO talk. However, to no avail. The creature appeared to be mute, but at least it was not trying to terrorize his room. It was a rather obedient creature... only that it was a hungry little fellow. Silas pretty much fed the little guy everything seeing as how it ate one of his favorite shirts when Silas didn't realize that the constant bouncing up and down meant it was dinnertime. He learned his lesson fairly quickly. Fortunately his mother spent most of her time working at this hour, so Silas took it upon himself to try and find some kind of top secret science report that could possibly help him figure out what was this creature that hatched from the egg he received yesterday. "Let's try... alien slime ball," Silas muttered to himself while the creature bounced around the room happily from wall to wall. Nope, no efficient results. "Okay, how about alien gooey creature..." Nope. "Hmm... how about cute ball of rubber liquid?" Negative. "Ugh!" Silas slammed his head on the desk of the table before laughing at himself when the creature wiggled over to Silas and climbed his back, resting on his shoulder, still remaining mute. Silas lifted his head and smiled a little at the creature and said, "I don't know what the heck you are dude. Do you have any idea what the heck you are?" Silence. "Can you even speak?" Silence. "You want food?" The creature smiled brightly and immediately began bouncing around the room rambunctiously at the sound of hearing the word 'food'. "Well... at least it knows what food is. Gotta respect that... haha." Shaking his head while the creature bounced around the room, Silas turned back to his computer screen and pulled up his Facebook page to see what was going on. To his amazement, he noticed on the "People You May Know" tab five familiar faces lined up vertically on the sidebar. They were the five children he saw on the subway yesterday! With a stern expression on his face, Silas tilted his head and began investigating: "Eddie Peppercorn, 17 years old. That's the red head. Kit Felix, 14 years old. Isn't she too young to have a Facebook? Noah Phillips, 16 years old. Looks like a cool guy. Riku Graham, 17 years old. That was the definitely the tall guy. Sophia Avell, 17 years old. Okay, I definitely remember her... she's the gorgeous one." In the process at marveling at Sophia's picture, Silas instinctively reached for his phone when he heard it ring. Wait a minute... it was working? He picked the phone up quickly, dodging his bouncing creature and noticed that... it was still not working. "I'm definitely hearing things..." He laughed at himself. Suddenly, the screen of the phone turned on and an unnusal icon of an 80bit looking dinosaur in a capital 'D' appeared. As soon as the icon disappeared, the entire screen burst into a flurry of colors, causing Silas to instantly drop the phone onto the edge of his bed. Just then, the creatures eyes widened as it started to float in mid-air. Silas didn't know what the heck was going own or what was worse, that his phone was magically working or that his baby alien was spiraling in the air as if partaking in some sort of exorcism. Suddenly, his iPhone swooped into the air and was surrounded by spheres of light as well as the creature. When the two objects came into contact, the spheres shattered like glass. "Poyomon digivolve to... Chapmon!" Both objects had completely transformed, Silas's phone changed into a sea green foreign device. It looked like a phone, but Silas felt something different about it. Something much more powerful. The alien, whose name apparently was Poyomon given the words Silas heard it say, had seemingly evolved into some sort of... green looking baby sea monster. It was just as cute as its previous form to Silas. However it was much bigger than it was before. Silas's phone, or whatever it was, began glowing and activated to reveal a screen full of applications. Silas picked up the phone and noticed that one app automatically opened, showing a small LCD image of the creature, showing some... statistics? What the heck was this about? "That's a Digivice," the creature spoke, resting in the middle of Silas's bed. "A what?" Silas said quickly. "So you CAN talk..." "Yeah, dude," the creature said again. "I'm a Digimon... which is short for Digital Monster. I'm from the Digital World. What you have in your hand is a special tool known as a Digivice called the D-Touch. Digivices are given to those chosen by destiny to help the Digital World from an unspeakable horror. Something bad is approaching and it is your destiny to help save the world, Silas." Silas head was down as the creature began explaining to Silas just what the heck was going on. He was playing with the D-Touch when he touched an encyclopedia app. The only 'Digimon' that appeared in the encyclopedia were Poyomon and Chapmon, the current Digimon before. Silas pressed his thumb against Chapmon's picture and he read the entry: "Chapmon, an In-Training level Digimon. It has the sensitivity to detect the approach of opponents just from tiny movements of the water's surface, and will escape to a safe spot before it is found. It's special attack is Foam Shower." Silas looked up at Chapmon again after he explained to him what was going on and simply said, "Whoa... whoa... WHOA. Hold on. How can you tell ME that I have to save the world. The Digital World..." "Both worlds, dude." "Okay, Earth AND the Digital World... I'm an American, not some... DIGIMON! And another thing, I-" Silas's prerequisite to a rant was cut off by a ring tone from his Digivice. The GPS application appearing was flickering. He tapped the icon and a map of New York appeared on the screen. A pinpoint was pointing on his direction, while there were five other pinpoints pointing at other places in the city. "So... five other people are in the same predicament as I am... I wonder..." Silas curiosity got the better of him, as he smiled slightly. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. It appeared that he might not be the only one suffering. Only one way to find out. There was another pinpoint, a pitch black one. The other ones were other bright colors, Silas's own was a sea green color. But the black one appeared to be where the other dots were going. They must have been heading to a central location. "I've got to check this out. Maybe I can figure out how to get you home, Chapmon." "Dude, did you listen to what I just said?" Chapmon exclaimed, pouting. Silas grinned a little, feeling a bit more comfortable with Chapmon for some reason. Their chemistry appeared to flow together despite them only sharing hours together. Rubbing the Digimon on the head, Silas said, "Come on... let's just go before you get hungry again!" Silas grabbed his backpack and stuffed Chapmon inside, leaving a space open in the large compartment so that Chapmon can breathe. As Silas got outside, he held his D-Touch in his hand and noticed that the dots were drawing closer to the black, "Gotta move fast!" With that, he took off running towards his destiny.
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July 26th, 2012, 07:09 AM
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Noah Phillips August 1st, 2012 ??:?? Couldn't really look on the clock Noah's Bedroom Part A  "Noah, your father and I are leaving now" his mother shouted as she closed the door behind her to Noah's relieve as he rushed off trying to look innocent with a plate filled with food, obviously too much for the plate. He was somehow able to navigate the way to his room while running and not spill anything before bursting into his room and locking the door behind him so he wouldn't be disturbed. On quick inspection of the room it would look normal but Noah knew better than that. Noah carefully placed the plate on the ground near his bed before he jumped into it making himself as comfortable as he could in the current situation he was in. And that situation was about to jump from under his bed and devour the food on the ground, yep there was a little creature living with him and the one day friendship he had with this little creature was a very odd one. Noah would give it food and it would eat, just times that by ten and that would be a majority of what happens. Noah looked to where the plate was placed and it was completely empty, it even looked like part of the plate was eaten too. But what could eat so much food so fast? Noah looked beside him and curled up was his little friend a little ball of fur with eyes and a leaf for a tail. Every moment Noah wasn't feeding it was spent trying to hide it from his parents or his helpers, the worst time was when he had to juggle the little guy like a ball for a couple minutes to convince his father it was a ball. Worse than that was the fact that his parents thought he was on drugs now, always having to raid the fridge for food at every hour of the day. "So fur thing" thats all Noah could really call it at this point in time since it wasn't really saying much "No more food for a couple hours okay" the little thing did look content though satisfied with the meal he was so graciously given, a meal he became so accustomed to getting every since his hatching. Oh did I forget to mention that this little ball of fur was the thing that hatched from the egg? You remember the egg right? The one that somehow manifested itself from a "dream" Noah had. A dream about black devils and a giant lion man thing, it was all just too confusing. Back to the matter at hand though, Noah continued staring at the little creature beside him, at least now he wasn't firing fur everywhere. Yes I said firing fur, Noah couldn't get too close to this thing at first before it ran away and now it was right beside him on his bed like some sort of common house pet. "I always wanted a dog" he joked "Close enough I think" even though the building where they lived didn't allow pets. Even though he wasn't acting it though he was actually pretty freaked out by the entire situation but what was he to do throw his furry friend here out the window or in the trash? Nah that wouldn't work out too well, the guilt would just kill him. The five kids, the mysterious place, the odd looking forest, all of it just kept playing on his mind over and over almost endlessly and the worst part of it all his phone wasn't working. All his little thoughts and stories were in that phone and now it was totally gone and he didn't even know why. Noah moved from the bed trying not to shake or move and awake the now sleeping creature and made his way to his computer for his regular computer routine. Even with the madness of everything going on he could still rely on the internet and its wonders especially since his computer was working now. Google Chrome was the first thing he clicked when the computer had started up and the homepage no surprises was www.google.com but to tell the truth his head wasn't in the right place to do anything. He just sat their and stared into the white screen reading the words GOOGLE over and over before putting the cursor into the search bar and began slowly typing......weird monsters hatching from eggs.......that's what he typed as a joke really but only out of curiosity. Nothing that even related to the thing laying on his bed showed up and he made the mistake of clicking images and scrolled through disgusting drawing from people about weird things coming out of chicken eggs. Noah glanced back at the bed and stared almost as if asking what are you with his eyes. Back to the screen now though closing that tab with the odd images to a new one blank and on google again and Noah was once again in his state off not knowing what to do so the obvious choice was facebook and yes Noah was a facebook lover like almost every teen in New York and right now facebook was the only normal thing he could think of. For Noah there was always something to do or someone to talk to when he was there and although he wouldn't brag about it he was actually quite popular. So there he was 3 friend request 8 messages and 12 notifications "Slow day" he joked with a straight face "Wow" to his surprise he wasn't even able to laugh at his own jokes and what was the point of life if you couldn't even laugh at a joke you told. Times really were getting weird though a couple post from friends on his wall even a couple from his many crushes nothing interested him though and on he went scrolling away his time. One recurring thing he saw though was "Blah blah posted on Riku Grahams wall" Noah has always seen this while scrolling through facebook and it always puzzled him why this one guy was so popular. One clicked was to solve all that but it solved something else, a deep long look on his profile pic revealed something, this boy was one of the five others that was seated on the subway with him during all the madness. Noah had to look real hard at the picture even resorting to placing his face against the screen just to make sure. "I think I'm a genius" an idea sprung into his head he found one already and that was by a complete accident so just imagined if he was trying it would take no time.................That was the thought he had but it wasn't going so smoothly "3 hours later" Noah sighed but it wasn't even 10 mins since he started his search. So he had one boy Riku Graham in his tab and was searching for five more, stalkerish? No way, they were there too so obviously they must have been experiencing the same thing he was, Noah looked back at his bed "Or am I the only one blessed with that ball of fluff" First up he decided to find the other boy since he already found one. The search parameters were obvious Male, New York resident between the age of 12 and 20. He just wanted to cover all the bases. If only you knew how long it took, he had to scroll through an almost endless list of people before finding a Silas Jamison who resembled the other boy but Noah could only assume. Time for the girls, more time spent searching yielded rewards, Theodora Peppercorn there was no way Noah could forget the bright red hair that she had. A Lark Felix, ummm she had purple hair what more was there to say about her except that she was pretty young in comparison to the others but Noah wasn't one to talk since he was a 16yo boy who hangs out with people 17 and 18, always younger than the rest. Last but definitely not least was Sophia Avell another redhead but she was quite the looker and she completed his search. "And then there were five" Noah sat back in his chair laughing at the fact that he spent most of his day so far looking for some random people. Noah looked over at his bed, to the shocking sight of no furry thing who had obviously woken up. Thankfully though it hadn't gone too far and was just bouncing up and down beside his phone for some reason and that was because it was ringing. To Noah's shock his phone was actually ringing but like some cruel act from above the moment Nah reached over to the phone and actually took it up it just stop and went back to its dead lifeless state. Noah dropped back into his bed, fluffy in one hand phone in the next, he never expected his day to ever go like this. He started to feel a vibration in his hand, was his phone trying to tease him again by starting just to up just to cause disappointment. This time it actually looked like it was working and both Noah and his little fluffy friend by his side were staring into the odd start up screen with a D for some reason. If the day couldn't get any weirder the screen now was showing a flurry of different colors and lights and on top of that his little pal was now floating in the air. Weird day weirder when now in the middle of his room there were two floating orbs, one with his phone that he knew needed to be in the garbage after this entire fiasco and in the other sphere the odd little monster. Now floating spheres of light was weird enough and now guess what they were on a crash course for each other, the collision was like glass clashing into glass and breaking. Behold unto Noah was a new shiny blue and white phone different from any he had seen before and right into his lap fell a cat head with a tail. Noah's face was straight, trying to hold back any emotion as he stared at the two knew things infront of him. The creature was silent but the new "phone" was acting making sounds and had symbols running all across the screen displaying different apps. One opening up and and showing a small LCD image of the creature beside him "It's a digivice" yes it spoke and it was jumping about everywhere. "Uh huh yeah digivice sure" Noah's voice was cracking up but he could only just stare as it went around the room looking at and into everything before poping back up on the bed staring down a frightened and frozen Noah. "I have a story to tell you" The creature continued "I'm Frimon and..." Aside from introducing himself this Frimon character began telling a long story about his world and why he was their. Digimon|Chosen|Digital World|Destiny|Horror he went on and on but everything drew one question from Noah "Why do I have to do all that?" Noah finally could mutter up a question this time with his voice clearer and more serious. "Why can't you fight your own battle" Frimon started to have a sort of sad look on his face as Noah continued "No way-" during his big refusal speech Noah didn't expect that this new phone thing would ring and for some reason it was like Déjà vu. The digivice was acting up and showed him a a map of the city and a destination was set into it. "Last time I followed a random map I ended up with a headache" that was Noah's reaction to this digivice and it's instructions. Frimon continued with a pouty face obviously saddened by Noah's reaction to the entire situation "We should follow it" the creature said quickly or should I say digimon to be politically correct. Noah made a quick run to the closet jacket, shoes and a small gym bag to put the digimon for the time being. "Maybe ur owner will be there" Noah opened the bag and signaled to the little creature telling him to jump in. "Onward we go" Noah dropped some food in the bag before making his way outside, Frimon sticking his head out to see the wonders of the world. Digivice in hand Noah began walking towards another adventure......... 
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August 1st, 2012 - Part A Watching her newest companion Sophia smiles for the first time in a very long time. She isn’t quite sure what her name is but she has to come up with one sooner or later. Sophia also isn’t sure how this creature came from the egg she found or how this is even possible. The rationalization to this situation would come later but right now she had a friend. She laughs as Dandi floats through the air like a dandelion hence the name she just came up with. Dandi isn’t a handful nor does she cause much of a hassle though she is a picky eater. Eating meat isn’t something that she does she prefers to eat lettuce and vegetables. That is perfectly fine with Sophia as she nows how someone to give her leftover vegetables and someone to eat with. Since her Dad is never home she is accustom to dinning alone at a large dinner table. Dandi flies through the air while listening to all of Sophia’s stories but Sophia’s not sure she's understanding what she’s says. The only wish that Sophia’s currently wanting to come true is that she could take Dandi shopping with her. She knows that her bringing Dandi out into the world would be terrible news and be a bigger story than it needs to be. Occasionally Sophia’s mind wanders to that day on the subway, which she thinks is all a dream. She wants to know what happened to the other five people, did they also get egg creature? Hopefully they didn’t, Sophia likes to be unique and those clowns didn’t deserve anything.
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Lark Kit Felix Date: August 1st Time: 19:27 Location: Home Current Mood: :cer_confused: Currently Playing: Dear You "Paopao! Stop attacking Soni." The little white ball of fluff looked at her in confusion, wide black eyes staring innocently at her as it bounced on her hammock. The sparrow on her dresser was squawking indignantly, not entirely certain what was attacking his makeshift nest but not liking it all the same. For its part, Paopao, as it was so named, seemed more curious than anything else, staring at the bird and trying to get it from the dresser it sat on. Unfortunately, having nothing resembling a hand, it was kind of fruitless. Kit giggled despite herself, going to lift the sparrow away. She was making sure there wouldn't be any more snow before she took it outside to fly away. Paopao stared at her in what was apparent interest before bouncing underfoot once more. Smiling softly, she let the odd, fluffy thing land in her lap. She still wasn't sure why she named her weird fluffy Paopao, but it sounded right so she just went with it. Jake was out doing... some odd artist thing, so she was keeping a watch over the apartment like she was supposed to. He hadn't really reacted much to the white thing on her hammock, having probably thought it was a pillow. Lark knew right now that she ought to be practicing but for some reason she just... couldn't... focus! So, calling it a lost cause for the moment, she turned on her computer. Her google popped up and she began to idly look up interesting photos. Then her eyes went to the silent ball of white fluff on her lap. It was still staring at her. Kit couldn't help a soft laugh. "Maybe you're on Google Paopao! There are quite a few unexpected things on it after all." The oddly named Paopao simply stared at her again, stubby pink tail wagging once in a while. Inwardly, as she pulled up a new tab, Kit reflected on how well she was taking this. It kind of surprised her, considering how weird the whole situation was turning it. Maybe it's because Paopao is so cute... That did tend to throw her off course a little bit. Also, there wasn't very much she could do about it. The little alien, fluff thing that had come from the egg wasn't hurting anyone that she knew about and it, or she, seemed very well-behaved. Deciding her mental state wasn't nearly as interesting as what she could find on Google. she looked at a few sites. A couple of images later and she had clicked out of the window, profoundly concerned for humanity as a whole. I guess people have way too much free time?... It was rather disconcerting what you could find on Google wasn't it? She never knew humans could (or would) do those sorts of things with animals... Ah well, it was likely best to forget about those things for the moment. For an instant, she considered going on Twitter but... all she posted on there was pictures and, well, it was likely that most of her friends had stopped following her by now. The same went for Facebook. Oh wait... maybe those people from earlier were on Facebook. Maybe they would be friends with her... maybe. If Jake liked them of course. Searching around, she was quick to find Theodora Peppercorn, the girl with red hair. Wow, even the pictures made her hair look nice. Though in general she seemed like a rather fun person. Hm, she and Jake would get along great. She was likely zany enough for him. Sophia Avell... not so much. She was attractive too... but she didn't seem very... friendly. Oh well, she was likely a good person once you got to know her. The boys now... okay now she was feeling rather odd... Kit considered stopping but Paopao was looking at the screen now in a rather demanding way. So she kept looking, if with a bit more hesitance than previously. Silas Jameson... well he looked rather pleasant. Maybe they would talk. Noah Phillips... where had she heard that name before? Hm... perhaps it would come to her. The last one, Riku Graham, he seemed... rather like the popular kid. She really wasn't sure how to take in these people. They were probably all good, nice teens but... they were also all older than her. Normally to Kit, age wasn't important. However, she also wasn't blind to her own figure. She looked, rather bluntly, like a child. The natural assumption was that she would, by extension, behave like one. Lark thought about it and laughed gently, realizing that implied her behaving like Jake. He was a rather silly person after all. Kit shook the odd thoughts of self-disdain aside at the sudden ring tone from her hammock. Lark carefully moved Paopao onto the chair, the odd fluffy critter asleep now, and went to examine her phone. She had thought it was broken. Kit wouldn't have been too surprised if it had been; Jake constantly complained about its dropped calls and annoying bills and her needing a normal smartphone like everyone else her age. "Eh... it's still broken... right?" She fiddled with the buttons like an idiot before the screen brightened. Kit breathed a sigh of relief before frowning. A small dinosaur icon was marching onto her phone screen, accompanied by a pixelated D. Then it disappeared and the screen began to glow like a sunlit prism. Behind her, Paopao's eyes snapped open and it began to glow, floating up in the air. Kit prepared to turn her head and look but her phone decided to shoot out of her hands in a sphere of light, glowing in unison with her white fluffy. Kit shut her eyes, hoping desperately that this wouldn't blind her. When she opened them again, her phone dropped neatly into her palm. Only it wasn't her phone anymore. It looked much better, touchscreen and everything. Also... what happened to Paopao? She got legs, stubby, pink legs! Well... erm... okay then. App icons began to flicker onto her screen, one opening to show a picture of her new creature. "Xiaomon..." she pronounced incorrectly. "Um..." "Rawruff!" That would be a Digivice! Paopao, Xiaomon was standing unsteadily on her hammock, facing the young lilac-haired woman. Kit stared. "You... you just talked Paopao!" The creature barked again, nodding its whole body. "Yes, I.. sort of did." The little creature wiggled to the floor. "But that's not important right now Lark. I am a Digimon from the Digital World." Lark stared rather helplessly. "Er... does that mean anything?" She had no clue what was going on. Maybe this was a secret part of the dream. Maybe... Xiaomon continued steadily with her soft, soothing barks, the barks turning into words in her brain. Or at least, the meaning of them was relatively clear. "That Digivice in your hand... it means you have been chosen to save our world from terrible destruction." The lilac-haired girl visibly frowned, shaking her head. "Wait... wait... I'm just a girl, a normal human girl," Kit tried to explain, eyes bright with dismay. "I can't... there's no way I can help you. I... I may be strange but... there... there's no way someone like me could be of any use to-" Her phone (Digivice, her mind mentally corrected) suddenly chimed softly, a map showing up on screen. Warily tapping it, New York came into view, a tiny silver dot appearing where she was standing. Five other colored dots in other places soon became visible and then a black dot far away from each of them. As the black one pulsed, Lark read the location. "Staten Island... I've never... How am I going to get there?" She wondered a moment, then scribbled a note on a piece of paper for Jake to see. Then she went to her bags, pulling out her violin case. Then she pulled out another, much larger bag, what was actually a guitar case. Placing the case in it left quite a bit of room for Xiaomon. "Here," she told her new... friend? "You should get in this. It wouldn't be good if people saw you." The Digimon complied in confusion, letting Lark zip up everywhere but the top so she could breathe. For a moment, Lark paused, thinking carefully. This is real right... or maybe I'll find proof it isn't... either way... I need to go and see for myself. I doubt I can do what Paopao says... and... I don't want her to go yet either... She gave up on thinking, carrying the guitar case on her back. The two things on her back were lighter than expected and as she ran down the stairs of the apartment, phone in hand, Kit wondered if she had magically learned how to fly. 
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August 4th, 2012, 11:58 AM
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Silas Jamison Part B1 (Interaction Post) - August 1st, 2012 - Brooklyn Silas's run turned into a jog now. Then, the jog turned into a bob and weave. As he approached inner city New York, the crowdedness thickened like it did yesterday. New York was always bustling with workers going from here to there so he was used to it by now. Chapmon, however, wasn't as used it. He uncomfortably poked his head out of the backpack's zipper, gasping for air as he sat there snuggly with a smug expression on his face. Silas had just happened to look back and his eyes widened. Trying to play it off by putting his iPhone... well... his Digivice to his ear, he continued to bob and weave through traffic and said, "Get back in the backpack before somebody sees you!" Chapmon gave Silas the "-____-" look as he said, "Dude, your backpack is terribly uncomfortable. You try squeezing into a backpack!' Silas pushed Chapmon's head gently into the backpack, leaving a bit more of it open so that he could breathe. Silas eventually made his way to the all-too-familiar subway station. It was just as crowded as it was the other day, but Silas stood strong as he saw the next monorail approach the station. Once it broke and opened the doors, Silas waited for the passengers to unboard and then got on himself, following the GPS system on his Digivice that had directed him. Silas sat for a moment before he remembered that it took two subways to get to Staten Island. He was going to be here for a while. A sigh escaped his mouth as he held his backpack in his lap, Chapmon's eyes glancing at Silas occasionally. "Don't be nervous, dude," Chapmon said with a bit of hope in his voice. "I'm sure my friends have already made acquaintances with the other Digidestined. They're probably some cool people, I bet." Silas looked down at Chapmon, raising an eyebrow, as he whispered, "To be honest, I'm still not used to you talking to me yet." Soon, after a brief catnap from Silas and Chapmon, the subway stopped at the central point where the Brooklyn, Queens, and Manhattan monorails met. Silas unboarded the subway once the doors slid open and headed out to an even more crowded subway station. It appeared as though there was riot of sorts going on at the moment with all of these people going to and fro. Standing off to the side, waiting and observing, Silas's eyes wandered to the floor as they were set on papers that were dropped by some stockbroker who had tripped over a little child. Silas blinked once and... it was all gone. The people, the subways, everything. Just then, though, Silas's eyes started playing tricks on him .The people and the sounds... they flickered in and out like a faulty light bulb, until finally, they were gone.. The papers, however, that were on the floor, swooshed into the air effortlessly. It was like everything was in slow motion and... the children from yesterday were standing with him! Silas blinked again and found himself in the same subway cart he was in yesterday with those same five kids. His backpack was gone... Chapmon was gone. Silas looked around and said, "What... just happened?" He asked this to no in particular, since they all were pretty dazed about these strange occurrences.
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August 5th, 2012, 10:24 PM
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Date: August 1st Time: 20:07 Location: Manhattan Current Mood: :cer_confused: Currently Playing: New World Ah the bustling. She knew it so well, actually waved at a few people as she passed. It had to look casual, Lark wandering the New York street life in early evening. Otherwise this would get back to Jake and... well, she didn't know what would happen. She had never really been grounded... and there wasn't much of anything she could think of that she would be banned from really. Still, she didn't want him to know. It was the safest way she could think of doing things. Kit sighed and adjusted her back, feeling Xiaomon's paws scrabbling against the back of her head from the top of the large guitar case. "Sorry Paopao," she murmured. "Please bear with it." "Rawr...ruff..." I'm not used to having no place to stand. Kit hushed her quietly. Even if they were in a crowd, it was best not to take any chances of her voice being lost in it. From what she could tell, businessmen had sharper ears than even talented musicians. Kit wasn't quite sure why this was but oh well. She couldn't manage to provide herself an answer when the train screeched to a halt in front of her feet. Lark almost tripped on her way in, dragged along in the crowd by her tiny, unassuming frame. A few teens in the car grinned oddly at her, and she looked away quickly. For a moment, she wondered what she would see at Staten Island. Would those others be there? How would she act with them? What would they act like? Would she get answers about Xiaomon? What would she do? Kit wondered if Xiaomon would be okay by herself. She was small and fluffy... did she have a hope against this... destiny? As if sensing her turmoil the Digimon scratched at the bag, aiming patiently for her knees. Kit smiled a little, rather weakly actually as she patted at where her violin case rested. She wasn't sure why she had brought it, considering she was likely going to head straight home after this. But... something in her mind said bring it, so Kit had done so. Abruptly, while she was in mid-thought, the train jutted to a halt. Oh... right. I have to switch trains. Lark inwardly sighed. She was suddenly very tired. Letting herself be pulled out of the car, she stood waiting for the next train in patient exhaustion. Then the loud murmur flickered away along with a majority of the people, leaving her and five others standing there in bewilderment. They're here too..., she thought in instant recognition, small smile tugging irresponsibly at her lips. It was nice not to be alone. The rest appeared again, repeating this at like faulty wiring until the next cart pulled up. She blinked and rubbed her eyes. This is so strange... Once again the crowd dragged her in. She was too short to see if those others were here but why wouldn't they be? It was too much of a coincidence to her. Then the crowd vanished, leaving only the six teens on the subway. "What... just happened?" asked one of the boys, dumbstruck. Lark was quiet, somehow, uncertainly so, serene. "It's started," she murmured to herself. "Whatever it is." For you see, the answer had struck her abruptly, almost with the simple rap on the head that Jake occasionally gave her while checking her homework. This is magic. They had all just been pulled into something that had no logical reasoning they could grasp. Therefore, they must have been pulled into a magical game or trick or the search for a miracle. This possibility running through her mind, and having believed this sort of thing for many years, young Kit was able to take a few deep breaths and believe. 
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August 7th, 2012, 04:17 AM
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“Why is it so busy?” Sophia made her way down the street and she wasn’t quite sure where she was going. The GPS on her phone had lead her through various alleyways and streets like it was trying to get revenge on her. She felt Tanemon squirm in her backpack as if she was dying to get free which she probably was. It was weird having to worry about another life other than her own. Several people bumped into her as if she wasn’t even there she almost stopped to chew them out but she knew they didn’t have time to do that. That hadn’t stopped her from letting loose a string of curse words along the way. Around this time Queens became as beautiful as it was ever going to get. The sky was a pretty blue and was absent of any clouds it seemed to relax Sophia everything she looked up at it.August 1st, 2012 - Part B “We’re going to this sub station again?!” “Don’t worry, I’m with you this time!” “Gee, Tanemon you’re really threatening,” Most of their conversation on the way went like that. Sophia would say something negative and Tanemon would reassure her that everything was going to be perfectly fine. Of course Sophia knew better than to believe her after all this whole Digital World bit was crazy. How had no one ever noticed that there was another world or dimension where these Digimon lived? These were the type of thoughts that were rolling around Sophia’s brain. She looked up to see which subway took her to Staten Island and quickly boarded it. Unfortunately for them it was packed full of people, rude people at that. Sophia got off at what she thought was the right exit but she wasn’t too good at reading maps and subways. Did it take two trains to get to Staten Island? She hadn’t been there since she was a little girl and even then she hated the place. “Am I in the right—Hey! Watch yourself,” Sophia yelled at some girl who absent mindedly ran straight into her. It must have been some tourist because they were always running into people and things. She noticed that it was quite busy, a lot busier than the last time she was down here. Tanemon mumbled something but Sophia ignored her to look down at her phone. Okay, so they were heading in the right direction. Sophia looked up and held her breath everyone had vanished into thin air except for five other teenagers. Right away she knew that these were the kids from subway that she had dreamed about. Everyone came back but they were more like images this time that were being turned on and off. The subway cart came and Sophia launched herself to the head of the line and boarded. She sat down as quickly as she could and just stared down at her phone. The noise level seemed became unbearable, Sophia clasped her hands over her ears. Why had it suddenly become full of life again? The sound went away as quickly as it had gathered Sophia breathed a sigh of relief. "What... just happened?" "It's started," Another one said "Whatever it is." "Yeah, why am I stuck in here with you freaks again?" Sophia noticed it was the guy that had caught her attention before and the pip squeak who had spoken. Only this time she didn't have the jacket she had on last time so she was on full display. Sophia's outfit was a obviously a pink, low-cut tank top with her favorite pair of denim short shorts and to finish it off her pink, nike shoes. Her backpack with Tanemon stayed at her side with her hand draped over it to protect it.
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August 8th, 2012, 06:07 PM
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Noah Phillips August 1st, 2012 Streets of Manhattan Part B Walking down the street pretending that nothing was happening, pretending like he wasn't carrying another life form in his schoolbag. The nervous smile seen on Noah's face was priceless, it was almost as if he was peddling drugs in the city and the manner in which he clenched the bag in front of his body might have seemed weird to any passerby. And as if carrying around a miniature cat thing ,oh sorry digimon, wasn't hard enough Frimon wasn't helping out the situation with his noise making and constant chatter. "Whats that noise?" and it was constant "Ooooh whats that smell" Frimon commented or asked about every passing noise coming from the cars and buses and even commented on every scent around from the roasting coffee at starbucks down to the faintest scent of perfume. One well placed slap on the bag or pulling a snack for Frimon to eat was the only way to shut up the curious kitty especially when a crowd of people were staring on the boy shouting at his bag. Noah quickly found himself a quiet corner without the stares of all the other pedestrians to have a little "chat" with Frimon. "Will you be quiet down there" Noah shouted into the bag "Why?" "Because I said so" "Why" All of Frimon's responses came with an cute smile and with an air of innocence and ignorance and to Noah it was like a parent talking to a little child. In the end the conversation was pointless so back to his journey to wherever the hell this gps was leading him but this time he was walking faster than ever before, could even call it a light jog through the streets heading towards the subway station. "This is where all the weirdness went down last time" Noah came to a complete halt the moment he reached the entrance. Frimon popped his head up from the bag staring on Noah's face for a while. "You know I'll protect you right?" this was Frimon genuinely trying to encourage Noah into taking the leap and going down into the subway station. "Yeah sure small head with tail" Noah joked as he stuffed Frimon back into the bag and made his way down the stairs. First stop was South Manhattan and catch something from their to Staten Island the location beeping on his phone. It seemed as if all the food had made Frimon happy and content as he was quietly awaiting the final leg of the trip. "Alright so this train will take me....." suddenly Noah was faced with nothingness, what was once a bustling subway station was empty, this was a serious case of Déjà vu and just like the last time Noah stood their only seeing five other children like him. Before Noah could even say a word a piece of paper came flying in his direction and by time he removed it everything was back to normal. So everything was lining up just as it did in his extremely vivid dream, subway station momentarily empty and following gps on his phone to another unknown location. Unto the cart, find a seat and rest his bag somewhere that Frimon won't be sat on especially with this large crowd that has flickered back into existence, and as quick as the flickered back they flickered away. "And then their were six" Noah jokingly mumbled. At least this time they had the presence of mind to actually talk and not let this awkward situation anymore awkward, but it was obvious that just like Noah they were all confused by the entire situation. Noah gave a sideway stare to the red head calling them freaks but didn't think about it too long, he was more interested in finding an answer to the first question asked "What... just happened?" Noah assumed that they knew as little as he did and there was no point in talking about the situation that none of them really understood "So......Crazy weather we're having huh" he jokingly said trying to break a little of the tension if there was any and slid back into his seat with a little smile.....
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