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INTRO EVENT: Dawn Of A New Age

The story which has begun to revolve at full speed
Dyes the earth red
The globe is an empty paradise
Let's save it with our hands...

A new day dawns in the Digital World. Technically, it's been a scant few since Tamers first appeared in the Digital World, but today... today is especially momentous. The reason for that is that today is the day that Tamer Union's mission fully begins in earnest. However, the path ahead will not be easy, and will be fraught with danger for human and Digimon alike.

But maybe, just maybe, these disparate people can work together to save their worlds.

Mission Start
The message is sent through on Tamers' digivices early in the morning. It comes from the leaders of Tamer Union, Sunflowmon and Nanomon, who give the directions to gather in the main assembly area of the HQ. When Tamers arrive, they'll find a group of allied Digimon there; essentially, TU's support staff, as well as Panjyamon, Mummymon, and Bitmon. The reason they give... is that it's time for Tamer Union's mission to begin in earnest.

Once everyone is assembled, it's Sunflowmon who speaks first. "Thank you for gathering here today, everyone," she said. "I apologize for the fact that it's taken this long to bring you all together, but we're ready to discuss Tamer Union's mission. Nanomon?"

Nanomon nods, and walks out in front of her. "Hello," he began. "You are all here because you chose to answer our call. All of your worlds are being plagued by some sort of phenomena, and we know that something in this world is the cause of it. We'd like to talk to you about what where we'd like to start focusing our attention."

He took a deep breath, and began explaining the matter of the strange phenomenon known as "Alias". A horrifying, frightful condition that drives Digimon to savagery, where they loose all sense of themselves and become ravenous monsters. He explains that the phenomenon first appeared on the mainland, and that Sunflowmon's master, Rosemon, sent her to restore Tamer Union in an attempt to solve what was truly behind Alias's sudden appearance.

Once Nanomon was finished, Sunflowmon stepped forward, and began to speak solemnly.

"Unfortunately, by the time we managed to bring you all here, Access Island lost contact with the mainland," she explained. "So our ability to pursue this mission is at present quite limited. What we can do right now is do our best to try and make sure that Alias doesn't spread and take over this island... which is why we need you Tamers to be vigilant and patrol the areas of the island that are open to us to determine if Alias has reached Access Island yet or not."

She frowned, and continued. "Furthermore... Tamers are not yet allowed into all areas of the island. The Digimon of each region aren't all sure they can trust you yet. For that reason, you may only be able to use the Trailmon to visit Panorama Plains, Material Jungle, and Pixel Coast.

"I'm sorry. I know after all this, you must all want to get down to business as quickly as we can. But right now, informing you and asking you to stay vigilant is all we can do. I would advise you all to also try and see what you can do to be helpful in the city... and if you want to try building a life here, you'll have our full support."

There looked to be so much more Sunflowmon wished to say. Unfortunately, she had run out of words, so she simply concluded with: "That's all we have for you. If you have any other questions, I'll do my best to answer them."

With that, the meeting was over. That left Tamers with a couple options: one, to approach Sunflowmon, or discuss the matter among themselves.

A Wonderful Day In Our Neighborhood
The inaugural meeting may have been somber, but the Tamers would find Access City bustling and ready to welcome them when they ventured out into the city proper. It turned out that there was something of an event going on, which seemed to be perfect for those still trying to acclimate themselves to their new surroundings: A massive sale in the business district.

All the shops were coordinating with one another. Stores had their wares at reduced prices, which would be a good way for one to spend the stipend they received from Tamer Union. Everything from food to furniture to entertainment was available, and best of all affordable. Others had free samples ready to give out, which were thankfully more palatable than the food served by Ebidramon at the welcome party.

That wasn't all. For those not concerned with buying up anything, there were shows being put on out in the streets by street performers: "human" pyramids, musicians, magicians, jugglers, just about anything you could imagine. And the Digimon putting it on? They would be quick to drag any observers into their performances, whether they technically agreed to it or not.

Even if the rest of the island wasn't ready to trust offworlders yet, it seemed Access City was more than willing to.

Rail Riders
Some time after the big meeting, Tamers would get yet another message on their Digivices, this time from Panjyamon:

Have you all taken a ride on the Trailmon yet? It's an ice way to get around!
Puns aside, he was right. The Trailmon of Console Station were more than willing to carry passengers to any of the available locations. Perhaps you want to get started on patrolling the island for signs of ALIAS. Or maybe you want to get the lay of the land. Or maybe you just want to go to the beach. In any case, your tickets are free, and the Digivice's version of the Handbook has more than enough information for you to read up on the areas before you go.

That being said, there's some goings on that might catch one's eye. A bunch of shifty looking Digimon are riding the Trailmon more than usual. Not only do they make a ruckus on the train, they're going in and out of cargo cars both prior to and upon exiting the train. Do they have permission to do that? And why are they off in such a hurry, and in such large groups?

In any case, this looks like an ample time to find out.

This prompt can be used one of two ways: players visiting the various areas to search for signs of Alias or just because they fancy doing so, or to pursue the Goblimon mystery. If you'd like to pursue the former, you can either NPC them yourself (the Goblimon would turn out to just be everyday troublemakers), or you can request an NPC below and possibly get involved with larger matters!

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"Bread I can do." Peanut butter however has no immediate match to anything Ericthonios knows, though fishing is obvious - fish. The teeth of a Guilmon suggested something a bit more ... predatory than just fish and bread though.. "I think I heard something about it from one of the digimon more my size, but I admit I .. hadn't been paying much attention. Ultimate is .. their final growth?"

Erichthonios is easier distracted than one might think.

Very slowly, the other Guilmon leans out of her comfortable spot of Erichthonios' robes, sniffing, little headwings and jaw spines standing up straight. "Bread is okay," is allowed with great reluctance. "Don't know about fish. Rocks are okay."

"No eating rocks. Rocks are not food--"

"If you can eat it, it's food!"More importantly, there's another Guilmon, and one who's ...never met another. A bit more lean and another sniff. "There's all kinds of Guilmon. Red ones, black ones, orange ones. You're red. So am I." But they don't... quite look the same. He has markings she doesn't. "Red's better, it goes faster. Want to help take over the world?"

The Amaurotine sighs, with a sound that suggests this is an ongoing 'discussion'. "We're not taking over the world, we're saving the world."

"Themis! You should have woke me up!"

Elecmon slides completely out of the cowl/blanket/nest and perches on the Amaurotine's shoulder while chastising him. The Tamer seems to be a little amused but also nods.

"I will in the future then. Please forgive me, you seemed to be enjoying your nap." When it's time to rest it's time to rest and to Themis it didn't seem so urgent to interrupt that. He can tell her the details of the meeting later.

"Okay, so I was but still, please do!" It's a little embarrassing to sleep through important meetings! Elecmon turns her attention to the others, looking down from her perch. "Oh hello, Botamon! And you're Botamon's Tamer? It's good to meet you both!"

There'll be a polite little wait while small talk is had. Though Themis will address Nara'a after a moment's time to turn back to their conversation.

"I agree it'll be a good to work together, since our goal is the same. There's also the matter of areas we can't travel to yet." Ones that run the risk of being a glaring hole in their ability to assess whether Alias has reached the island. For a minute, Themis furrows his brow and looks a bit troubled while he ponders it.

"If it's impossible for now, we'll need to work on what we can. What do you make out of this situation?"

"Good." It wasn't exactly a clean slate, but the fewer who knew, the fewer could wonder why he wasn't pulling off the vast skills his father was known for. Even if everyone seemed inhibited in some fashion by way of power, it would still be an ideal he wouldn't be able to measure up to. Better to not have to deal with it at all.

Never mind having to then field, why was he here at all, and not his exalted father?

The anxiety about it really wasn't going to fade easily, but he hadn't had the impression yet that Themis was prone to lying. Hopefully none of the familiars about would make such a connection either.

"Doing well!" She sounds bright and cheerful in spite of her ominous shroud. "We're looking for things to take apart!"

He tugs once briefly at the lower part of his robe, but she remains firmly attached. "I told her I'd make her her own if I could find something to convert." He doesn't really have the reserves to just do it on his own, but changing one thing to another and using ITS aether? Easier. "It should.. still be something I can do, even with the suppression this place has."

"With a better mask!" One clawed forepaw rises to grip at the air, pupils narrowing to thin black slits. "Scarier! Eviler! With spikes and stripes on it!"

Cutemon is bounding after them, ducking in between legs as necessary, and Hajime's following right after. The parkour vault he does over a railing is probably not the most inconspicuous way to get around, but when Cutemon's slipping under it and is hard to keep track of in the crowd, these things happen.

He breathes a sigh of relief as he skids to a halt and grabs Cutemon. "Did we need to run?"

"Yeah," Cutemon says, "we did! It was fun!"

"Sort of, I guess. Some digimon have a mode change that lets them change further. But the thing is, digimon with partners can reach higher levels quicker. Its because we can share our strength with them."

Takato listen to the other Guilmon with interest. "We met a few other Guilmon when we arrived here, but I don't think they liked us very much."

But hearing about how many there were, he couldn't help but remember that strange dream or vision he'd had, with all the Guilmon that weren't Guilmon. Did that have anything to do with this? Had he really dreamed Guilmon or had he simply become aware of a Guilmon that already existed?

Guilmon looks interested."Rocks are good to eat?" That was the most important part, clearly. Takato looks a little alarmed at that.

He shakes his head. "Guilmon doesn't want to take over the world. I just want to play with Takato. Do you like playing games?"

Something in all of that draws a faint frown from Erichthonios. If Guilmon's power and growth depended on him.. he'd just be holding her back, wouldn't he? "And if there's no might to be shared? Do they stay small?"

Maybe on some level Takato was aware of all the different Guilmon out there, thanks to his connection to one of them. Maybe even the very first one. "They're crunchy," the somewhat less black-marked Guilmon says confidently. "And sometimes there's bugs. Maybe you didn't talk to them right. Usually you have to show your teeth and claws and look as big as you can so they know you're not a pushover, then you can talk." She demonstrates, baring a mouthful of sharp teeth and brandishing curved talons. It might even be a menacing display if she wasn't half-wrapped in Erichthonios' robe.

As it is, it somewhat fails at the goal. "Taking over the world is the best game-- hey!" Anything else she might have added to this declaration is cut off with an undignified squawk as her partner carefully loops hands around her torso and plucks her right off the ground, setting her on his lap like a gigantic scaly cat.

"We talked about this. If we don't save the world there isn't a world to take over, right?"

The other Guilmon visibly deflates. "Right."

"So we need to make friends with everyone else who wants to save the world, right?"

"Right."

Takato is given a brief apologetic look. He really is sorry about this. "And how do we make friends?"

One wing-ear perks slightly as she works on figuring out this current plan. "....Play with them?" Takato's partner seemed to like playing, it sounded like a good answer to her!

"Don't worry about me, Themis! I know the risks, but I want to save everyone we can," comes Elecmon's assurance.

"Thank you, Elecmon. But it's best we also understand the risks we take." Themis seems to be fond of Elecmon, though possesses a rational mind. The important thing is that he's not talking down to her at all.

"And it seems we'll have to confront it to collect any information. Sunflowmon, have you ever seen a Digimon under the influence of Alias? The handbook mentioned the remains are only a mass of fading data. Does this mean the data seems to vanish without a trace?"

It's best to clarify if nothing more.

How fortunate for that stack of cargo to be there! For surely a giant in white robes would not go missed. Elecmon hunkers down on Themis's shoulder, eyes gleaming. Probably in excitement that her idea (prank) might be worthwhile to be honest. For now, time to be quiet so they can hear.

A boss? The Panorama Plains? That was a place they're allowed to disembark so it offers an option; deal with the Goblimon now and find out what the cargo is or wait and see where this is going and discover who the 'boss' is.

Though still listening; there's a question that might be pertinent after all, Themis whispers into Elecmon's ear.

"Perhaps you'd like to use your idea to try and lure them away?"

Elecmon's whole face brightens, eyes gleaming and vigorously nodding. She begins to scramble down his robes, meaning to make it to the floor and sneakily skitter to another place that's closer to the door they'd enter from. Hopefully she won't be seen or heard.

Themis focuses on the Goblimon again, hoping to collect what information he can before Elecmon can begin acting.

[OOC: feel free to notice Elecmon or perhaps hear a suspcious noise. Will begin'the plan' in next tag if nothing's noticed.]

Themis isn't one to lie... right? But definitely not about something like this. He will keep his word and if something changes his thoughts on necessity, he'll bring it to Erichthonios's attention first with the reasoning and seek their opinion.

But really, what need would there ever be over letting the other young man live free of Lahabrea's shadow?

Themis is focusing on Guilmon's excited answer. After tilting his head to the side by her phrasing- living next door to the pair and often being in their company he has gotten use to her proclamations- he then appears to be holding back a chuckle when Erichthonios clarifies.

"I see. It sounds like you're looking forward to having your own set of robes. And a mask?" A scarier and eviler one. This is accepted with the spirit of indulgence, as one might give to a child.

He turns his attention up to Erichthonios. "If Elecmon returns with anything you find useful, you're welcome to it." Of course he's able to read the room here. A direct offer to help support or do it will not be given. Erichthonios should be allowed the opportunity for self-growth. Though perhaps there is a bit of sobering of Themis's amusement with the reminder of the suppression.

It's been a considerable adjustment for the young man, for other reasons.

"I've seen clothing and fabric in these shops for sale. And a variety of other items that might suit your needs. You've gotten a grasp on the currency and the customs of shopping for items with it?"

Of course there's a need for shopping! If nothing more than for situations like these.

"Or would you prefer to gather what you need from one of the places we can travel to? I was considering taking up the task of gathering ingredients later. You're welcome to accompany me if you'd like."

Well, it is quite sad that they haven’t found any success so far in taking Alias out of the Digimon affected, but at least the idea of trying to help out the community in Access City is welcoming though, which did give Lena some hope that life in the Digital World will be very rewarding.

“Um, okay then, that is good to know,” she replies, “So I happen to be learning to become an artist and did help some kids to do arts and crafts in my world, perhaps that there are some slots open for me to teach the child Digimon art lessons in Access City?”

"Of course you have strength to share!. It isn't about being good at fighting or anything about that. Its about care and trust for each other. As long as you have that, I'm sure you'll be able to evolve." This was one of the topics Takato was passionate about.

Guilmon looks confused. "That doesn't sound right. If you try to scare someone before you meet them, how are you supposed to become friends?" He tilts his head. "That doesn't sound like a very fun game. Maybe we could play tag instead!"

At Themis's question, Sunflowmon's mouth fell open, making her look surprised. She frowned, and looked to the side.

"I... have seen someone under the influence of Alias," she admitted. "I can only fathom the amount of suffering they experienced. But yes, their data does seem to vanish without a trace. Nanomon's own research has confirmed that."

Takato bends over, bracing his hands on his knees as he tries to catch his breath.

"Guilmon! We talked about this. We don't need to run everywhere." Takato was a little out of practice at this.

Guilmon's ears droop in apology.

"Sorry, Takato. Guilmon wanted to get here right away."

“That is really wonderful, Takato-san. Your parents must be really good bakers” Lunamon smiles in relief upon getting the answers.

“He sure knows his bread well,” Lena agrees as the group comes closer to the bakery, “My dad’s family actually owns a restaurant back in Santorini and my grandmother Valia doesn’t get why my dad didn’t go into the family business or run a restaurant in Bethesda.”

Edited 2022-04-04 20:16 (UTC)

Now Lena has yet to sink in the information Nanomon and Sunflowmon have given to the Tamers during the first briefing, she is currently trying to get it into her currently racing mind that already has plenty of things inside her since arriving at Access City. Lunamon is just as frazzled too as she contemplates on the current situation at hand.

“My oh my, Lena-san. I didn’t expect that Alias would possess such an imminent danger to your world and the other worlds like it is to the Digital World until now,” she observes, “We need to look out for anything Alias affected and be on high alert just as Sunflowmon has informed everyone during the briefing earlier.”

"Takato's parents are the best bakers!" Guilmon agrees. "And they're really nice. Even if they were a little scared of Guilmon at first."

Takato looks over at Lena curiously. "Santorini? Where is that?"

When Sunflowmon seems to become distressed over what she's witnessed, Themis doesn't appear to be any less interested in getting information from her. But he does acknowledge it.

"I'm sorry to bring up painful memories." He sounds sincere and Elecmon reaches up to pat the side of his head as if supporting him. It's not like he's showing any overt dismay so maybe she senses something deeper about his mood.

"Your firsthand account of what happens can be invaluable," Themis continues. His tone is gentle, meant to be soothing but earnest. "For instance if you saw the beginning of a Digimon that was affected, could you describe what happened? Did Alias immediately take them over? Or was it something gradual? Do they appear aware despite the mindless agression?"

Elecmon chimes in after Themis gives examples of questions he might have. She too speaks to Sunflowmon. Her words are just as earnest but also a lot more obviously empathetic.

"Themis is very good at studying! If there's anything you can remember, even if it's a bit painful, he'll put it to good use, I promise!"

"If you don't, then they'll just want to fight," the second Guilmon points out matter-of-factly. "So if you don't look like easy pickings, they'll be more interested in being friendly instead. I bet you've come across a lot of digimon who go 'Oh you look weak and pathetic, this will be easy, let's fight!'" She leans forward, crimson eyes wide. "If they didn't think you looked pathetic, then they wouldn't have tried to fight and could have been friends instead right away. Unless it was a play-fight, those are different."

As far as Erichthonios knows, this could actually be true for digimon. It seemed to work well enough for beasts, once their hierarchies are established, more pleasant socializing can begin! "..Well she's certainly in my care, and I'll do my best." Time would tell if Takato was right, and what little he could offer would be enough. "Basic needs will have to come first before trust and so on. That takes time. I just hope there's enough time."

...Did you really need to drag me here with you?

[ One thing that Miku had noticed about the whole partner situation in the few days she's been here so far was that Solarmon was... well, quite a bit prickly. And yelly. Which was... not ideal, but it was probably something she's be able to deal with? Maybe.

Either way, she definitely needed to answer his question, so she turns to look at him with a bit of a nervous smile on her face, looking away from one of the shelves as she did so.]

I mean, yeah? We're food shopping. It's not like I can get you what you like if you're not here.

[Solarmon grumbles, floating back a bit. ]

I could've just told you what to get.

[Of course, since he's floating backwards, that means that he's not looking at where he's going. Something that Miku only realizes after a few more moments and a bit too late to stop him from-]

Solarmon! Stop-

[-bumping into someone. Hopefully the big hot floating gear thing that just smacked into you wasn't too hot. He wasn't going super fast at least so at least the impact shouldn't hurt but again, he's quite a bit hot.]

“It is an island in Greece, one of the many islands scattered in the Aegean Sea,” she replies to Takato’s question, “My parents originally hail from Greece and my dad in particular still has family in Santorini, but they have moved to the United States long before me and my sister were born.”

“Such a really lovely place to visit in Europe,” Lunamon gushes unashamedly, “I would love to visit Lena-san’s relatives and see the beautiful scenery in there.”

"It sounds nice," Takato says. "I've never been out of Japan before." He pauses. "Well, unless you count the Digital Worlds I've visited."

"Takato's cousin lives on an island!" Guilmon adds. "When we visited we had lots of fun fishing!"

[That voice sounds familiar, so while Tailmon is staying focused on the Goblimon Hikari's going to turn her head to look over at... wait a second, was that Matsuda-kun?

...Well, she'll ask about that later. Right now they had something else to worry about. But before she can say anything one of the Goblimon starts to speak.]

Nothing's going on. We're just trying to sort something out with our friend here-[ He gestures towards a nearby Pyokomon, who seems a little terrified.]-and things were fine before these two showed up.

[The Goblimon gestures at Hikari and Tailmon, which makes Tailmon bristle.. ]

No you weren't! We all heard how they were reacting to you. Just leave them alone!

[It's unusual for Commandramon to be taken by surprise, but he's deeply engrossed in his Tamer's business - looking at bits and bobs that might make for good spell components - and paying less attention than usual to his surroundings. The digimon startles badly when Solarmon bumps into him, whirling around with gleaming silver foreclaws raised and ready to strike. Jamie scrambles to make sense of what's happening and calm everything down before the situation escalates any further.]

Whoa!! Whoa, hang on, it was just a bump, I don't think they meant to do it. You're not hurt, are you? [His hand hovers near Commandramon's, and after a moment the digimon lowers it, turning to take stock of himself.]

...no serious damage to report. I believe it singed me. [The optical camouflage pattern on the exposed skin of his tail is flickering a bit, as though unsure of how to rearrange itself.]

We'll get it taken care of. No harm done, right? [Jamie looks toward Miku and Solarmon now, placating.] You guys all right?

Edited (edited out all the GUN-BRANDISHING in case that was uncomfortable, soz) 2022-04-06 02:05 (UTC)

Hajime's still holding Cutemon, still trying to maintain some sense of decorum there by covering the Digimon's mouth. But then he suddenly and quickly pulls his hand away from Cutemon's mouth and wipes it on his pants.

Cutemon, whose tongue is still sticking out after licking Hajime's hand, cheerfully blows a little raspberry at Hajime before saying, "But we're gonna get to the bottom of all this and save everyone!"

"But it was fun!" Cutemon insists. "Like a race game!" He is now climbing up to try sitting on Hajime's shoulders. "And it smells yummy! We gotta get some bread! Or a pastry! With cream filling! Do bakeries have candy?!"

Hajime, who still has no idea why he ended up with a Digimon like this, seems resigned to his fate and just lets Cutemon do it. "Well, we're here either way now, running or not." He doesn't appear winded in the least. "So we might as well go inside."

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INTRO EVENT: Dawn Of A New Age

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Mission Start

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Miku Kohinata and Solarmon

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