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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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A rapier, and a gemstone... how fascinating. A red mage, possibly? Oh, he'd very much have to ask about that- would the man know Alisae? So many questions! But, for later.

Taiki nodded, unslinging a staff from across his back. The quiet thrum of the weapon was barely audible, under the noise of the train, but magic danced across his fingertips as he drew upon his meager reserve of aether. Waiting until the miq'ote moved, to best time his spell...

And a soft spiral of violet energy surrounded the goblimon on the left, leaving him stumbling- and then falling to the ground, snoring obnoxiously loudly.

“That must be very fun to do a lot of fishing while visiting your cousin, although I never did fishing before,” Lena nods as they approach the bakery.

“So which Digital Worlds you have visited so far, Takato-san? I am quite fascinated to hear all about them,” Lunamon asks the young human Tamer out of curiosity.

It didn’t take before something loud distracted Lena’s train of thought, causing both her and Lunamon to turn around to see Cutemon proclaiming that everyone is going to stop Alias on its tracks while Hajime has to wipe his hand for a moment. The young lady isn’t sure what to say next so Lunamon has to take it from here.

“My, Cutemon. You are very eager to get started on Tamer Union duty very early,” the rabbit Digimon talks to him as her two left ears twitch a bit, “I guess I can commend you for your enthusiasm today.”

▶ DESPERATE TIMES
It's not Ascians this time

At the very least, Gazimon understood how to work the tombstone… how, exactly, escaped Taiki, but then others had seemed to know it was a ‘Digivice’, instinctively, and once its functions were explained, Taiki had… struggled, with some of the more advanced options, but had managed at least to connect to the ‘network’. Which was like a Linkshell, only… more. Would wonders never cease. Some time after the gathering in which Sunflowmon had shared with the others the things he’d already asked about, he’d decided it was time to try some recruiting.

Hello, friends.
My name is Taiki Unryu. I may have already spoken with a few of you, but I would, ultimately, like to get to know as many of you as I can. I am an adventurer by trade, to put it lightly, which means that I have learned a few different combative arts.
In the wake of recent events, I am reaching out to you all because, while I have nothing but praise for my partner, and I’m sure many of you could say the same, there’s no reason we should operate alone. I’m looking for those among you who have seen combat before- ideally those of you who may have experienced this sort of threat before, though I recognize that is a very small pool indeed.
We are only loosely associated at present, and I feel a more close-knit group with a reasonable understanding of each others’ strengths and weaknesses may prove to our benefit.

As to the nature of this ‘ALIAS’, I would also appreciate sharing information if any of you have encountered something similar.

▶ WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU FORGOT THE WINE
What even is a 'meat apple'???

At the very least, the sheer breadth of items available was impressive. Even the markets of Kugane paled in comparison in terms of variety- and certainly there were a number of items here that Taiki’d never seen before in his life.

”I still don’t get why you’re going to all this trouble. I mean, flour? Yeast? Why not just buy a friggin’ loaf of bread? Plus all the fabric…” Gazimon grumbled, but at the very least he was helping to push the cart. That had been a blessing, it turned out, because the housing they’d been given, generous as it was, was not terribly spacious or well-stocked. That, and it was some distance to the markets, and there was so much that Taiki wanted to try.

“Ah, yes, I could just purchase a loaf of bread, but why would I when for just a bit more I could have the supplies to make several dozen? It’s really very easy, I’ll have to show you some time. As to the fabric, well- I’m not certain if you’ve noticed, but I’ve only got three changes of clothes with me, and one of them’s a suit of armor. Hardly suitable for going about in the street- and I’d much rather wear something that fits me properly than whatever happens to be on the rack…” He considered that, for a moment. “I wouldn’t mind making something for you, too, Gazimon, if you’d like.”

The little digimon did a double-take. “What? Why?!”

Taiki smiled. “I’m not saying you should, or have to! Only that the option is there, if you’d like it. Clothing is but one means of self-expression- but if you’d prefer, I don’t mind sticking to a more familiar topic. Food, for instance!” He beamed, reaching into a display for what looked like… ham? “I can’t say I eat pork all that often, but if it’s so inexpensive here, I don’t see why we can’t have a little extra…”

”Pork? What’s a pork?”

There was a pause. “It’s- this is ham, isn’t it? No, I see it now, the shape’s all wrong… what animal does this come from?”

Gazimon stared up at his tamer with an expression of supreme concern. ”You alright there, bunnyboy? You’re actin’ like you’ve never seen a meat apple before. Granted, these ones’re pre-peeled…”

“I’m sorry- a what?!”

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“Takato…” Taiki frowned, and internally cursed himself. He hadn’t meant to overhear the boy’s conversation, but- well. Ears. He sighed. Too late to back out now. “I’m more than aware we’ve scarcely met, but still- you seem more worried than most, here. If there’s aught you feel it might help to discuss, I’m more than willing to lend a friendly ear.”

”Yeah, plus weren’t you just saying how there’s obviously some kinda great big monster behind it all, because there literally always is?”

Taiki snorted. “Not in so blunt words, but yes, in my experience that’s how these things have worked.”

Gazimon leaned up, prodding Takato’s arm with a clawtip. ”See? Real simple. Betcha bits to bagels we just gotta find the right great big nasty, and punch it in the face!”

“Fisticuffs? Me? Perish the thought. I think I can count the number of times I’ve had to go for a bare-knuckle brawl on one hand- I’m much more comfortable with a staff in my hand.”

[ A response! It comes from someone named Themis who seems to have figured out the network enough for this.]

Greetings,

I'm not unfamiliar with combat and would be willing to help groups. I would like to ask though. Are you only searching for people who have seen combat before? I think those unfamiliar with combat could benefit from escorts and there are many roles one can fill in an investigation. That aside, the Digimon themselves can combat in their stead and it would be good to learn more about their skills and how to work in a team with them as well.

Of course, I'm not saying we should simply strike out the moment a group is gathered. But even you prefer your group to be used to combat, the ones who aren't could benefit from learning examples from your experience before setting out on their own. What are your thoughts on this idea?

We've been looking to. I only recently found a grocery store.

She was also surprised at what was in there

[Tohru couldn't help but laugh slightly.]

But I can show you where it is. It's actually not that far.

[Tohru was already turning on her heels making sure her little friend was in her arms as she started to walk.]

I should introduce myself, shouldn't I? My name is Tohru.

Tohru herself was very much facing a dilemma. Her Digimon did say it would want to fight if needs be, but Tohru herself doesn't want her to because she doesn't ant her to get hurt. Did that mean she was being selfish for hoping there could be another way to go about it?

But what if it's the only way?

"I know we can't do nothing, I mean leaving it would be really, really bad. But I don't want anyone to get hurt either." Tohru may be mumbling a bit and the worry was clear in her voice. Mokumon herself was trying her darnest figure out how to help.

"Tohru is a very kind and gentle person, so I think she is struggling to understand that sometimes it's a good option. But I don't know how to word it."

Mokumon paused briefly as Tohru soon seemed to snap out of it before they could even try anything.

"Ah! I'm sorry... I guess I understand people wanting to help in fighting. I just... hoped there could be other ways. But you seem to have some better understanding than I do"

Wow, that is really kind of you. Glad that the walk to the grocery store isn’t that far away too. My name is Lena and this little rabbit like creature is Lunamon, my Digimon Partner. It’s nice to meet you, Tohru.

A pleasure to meet you, Tohru-san.

(Lunamon gives a polite bow to Tohru and her Digimon Partner with her ears perk up.)

"What if I make a mistake while we're fighting and my partner gets hurt? What if I'm not strong enough? I used to think like that a lot." His tone was kind. He still remembered what that felt like. "But... I realized that if Guilmon wanted to fight, then it was my job as his partner to be right by his side. I couldn't hold back because I was afraid."

Guilmon nods at this. "We're always strongest when we fight together. Guilmon likes fighting with Takato."

Takato smiles at his friend and rests a hand on his shoulder.

"One of my friends at home... He didn't like to fight either. He was always talking about how maybe the digimon had come to our world so they could do something else. But sometimes, there isn't any other choice. When its a fight for the right reasons."

"I think this is the third one," Takato says thoughtfully. "The first one was the Digital World of my world. Then I got asked to come and help a different digital world for a while, but I didn't see very much of that one. But I did get to make a lot of friends!"

It was still cool knowing that the chosen children were real. Although maybe slightly awkward meeting them again here. For some reason all of the ones he remembered meeting in that place were so much older now. Even though he hadn't gotten any older.

“That is a lot of Digital Worlds, Takato,” Lena says to him with a peaked interest since she is a newbie when it comes to Digital Worlds compared to him, “It must be great to meet other people in there.”

They finally reach the bakery in question and Lunamon gasps in relief that they made it at last after she and Lena spent a lot of time getting lost in the district. The rabbit Digimon then informs her human partner to open the door as they approach it which she does and they enter to the smell of freshly baked goodness that would almost remind her similarly to the cooking of her extended family and that of Valia’s.

"Fire in the hole!"

A loud BANG reverberates in the enclosed space of the train car as Commandramon's DCD Bomb explodes, knocking back the heretofore unnoticed Goblimon and leaving him sprawling, momentarily stunned, on the floor. The saurian digimon readies another as Jamie follows him up the aisle.

"You two, knock it off and get out of here!" he orders the Goblimon in the most no-nonsense voice he can manage. "You're outnumbered, and - and we're not gonna tolerate you acting like this."

Ha-HA. That oughta show 'em.

You may be a touch ahead of me! My greatest concern was not fighting prowess in and of itself, but more the ability to remain calm in a life-or-death situation. What I'm looking for would be more akin to a... 'front line', I suppose, though the terminology of war is ill-fitted to the purpose.

In my home, I was part of an organization called the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Our purpose was something similar, to be a bulwark between such existential threats and those who were less prepared for them. My friends have not followed me to this place, but I would still gladly volunteer myself to stand at the fore, so that others aren't forced to.

I am, of course, not opposed to teaching others.

"Hm. Bread and fish. Will you eat that?"

Petitmon answers with a happy little chirp. "Is it crunchy?"

Kaiba has to think a moment. He adjusts Petitmon in his arms, making sure she's secure. The little dragon flaps her wings happily. "I can make it crunchy. And we'll have to grab those supplies, thanks."

He looks at the other two more closely. "Ready for...whatever this is?"

"I had to peel Petitmon off the walls when she started bouncing from all that food," Seto grumps. Petitmon answers with a happy little giggle.

"But it was fun!"

"For you, maybe." He pats her head, then thinks on what he's just heard. "Mm. Would you recommend any specific bread from what we have here?"

The Goblimon kept conversing, none the wiser about Elecmon's movements.

"That's the thing," one Goblimon replied. "I feel like we don't really know what we're doing."

A second piped up. "Oh come on, you know the boss's golden rule, doncha? `Don't ask questions, and you won't have problems.`"

The first blanched. "The boss has like, fifty golden rules."

"What, seriously? Like fifty exactly?"

"Well, I didn't really count..."

A grunt from a third Goblimon interrupted their digression. "Look, you wanna know what we're doin? I took a peek inside of those crates."

"Ohhhhhh?!" the other three exclaimed.

Now would be a really bad time for someone to pull some kind of prank, it seems. Or distraction.

Kaiba appreciates the offer. It's been a long time since he's had to shop for himself in a public space like this, and he's rebuilding a life from scratch. And there's his small partner to consider.

"Mm. I don't know how quickly I'll be able to earn money, so making our initial supplies stretch is critical. We'll need food, first aid supplies, furnishings..."

"What's that?" Petitmon chirps at the unfamiliar word.

"Places to sit or sleep."

"Don't worry! We'll be fine," Petitmon insists, nuzzling against her partner.

He sighs down at her fondly. Of course she's like this. Back to the question...

"Maybe a lamp, or extra blankets. I need to keep her warm."

Sunflowmon looked up, suddenly smiling. "Oh, that's a wonderful idea!" she exclaimed. "Kangarumon's nursery could use someone like you!"

Kaiba understands the concept of a thrown card as a weapon, but would a single one be able to dispose of the clubs? Or immobilize them? Even he couldn't do that.

"...Can one card really disarm them?"

He's backing away, still holding Petitmon close. As much as he believes in his abilities, he's not about to risk her so early.

Kaiba blinks. He...hasn't had to explain the concept of video games recently. Or ever, really.

"Are you familiar with television? Or computers?"

Probably not, but it's worth an ask.

Sunflowmon hovered there for a moment, unsure of what to do or say. In truth, her experiences were already known to Tamer Union... or Nanomon, at least. But then... could she really call herself a leader if she kept secrets?

With a heavy sigh, she started to tell her story.

"It... it was back when I lived on the mainland," she said. "In the Elysium Flowerfields. I was with my best friend, Togemon, when she started acting strangely. Before I knew it, she was affected, and attacking me. All she could say was that word... 'Alias'. It was like she didn't even know who I was!"

Tears began to fall from the corners of Sunflowmon's eyes as she continued.

"I couldn't fight back," she said. "If she was aware, there was no sign of it. It happed all of a sudden, not gradually. I would have been done for if our leader Rosemon hadn't... hand't-!"

She turned away, obviously choked up. But she'd done her best, and couldn't go any further.

"I. I hope that answers some of your questions."

"He is nothing if not enthusiastic." Hajime doesn't sound all that enthusiastic about the enthusiasm. Or maybe it's lingering irritation at being licked.

"I had some of Hajime's coffee this morning!" Cutemon says brightly. "So I'm rip-rarin' to go!" He is air punching now. "Gonna save the world!"

"This one can!" Cutemon's bouncing up and down in his seat now.

A belt appears around Hajime's waist as he walks towards the Goblimon. "Henshin." He flicks the card down the center of the belt. The belt itself speaks, briefly--"CHANGE"--and Hajime's form ripples, changes into something insectlike and armored. He charges at the Goblimon, who were absolutely not expecting something like this to happen. The element of surprise lets him grab a club from one of them before the others can properly react.

"Watch for fireballs!" Cutemon yells. He doesn't sound too concerned, mostly because he is very proud of how capable his Tamer has been so far.

[ Okay, on one hand, Miku feels like she probably should feel a little silly that that she's being asked if she and Solarmon are okay considering he bumped into the Commandramon.

On the other hand, claws pointed at them for a moment which was not calming and she takes a few deep breaths before she answers.]

Yeah. I'm okay. Sorry for my partner's... uh...

[Okay, yeah any words she could say would probably just piss her partner off. And also maybe the Commandramon again. So..]

Solarmon, apologize to him.

[Solormon doesn't really look super happy to hear that, but at the same time he did know how hot his body could be so... ]

...Sorry.

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INTRO EVENT: Dawn Of A New Age

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Taiki Unryu & Gazimon || Final Fantasy XIV || OTA

Mission Start!

Then are you saying it's Allagans?

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Rail Riders

let's be real it's always the fuckin allagans

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honestly thought I'd be revealing this a lot later

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