tamerlogs | INTRO EVENT: Dawn Of A New Age

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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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

From:

chalicejoker

[Mission Start]
Hajime's listening grimly to what the group's being told. That sounds like a problem, and it's not the sort of problem where they can just fight it head on and go home. Not yet, anyway.

He's got Cutemon in his arms, and he's got one hand over the little Digimon's mouth. Someone isn't very good at keeping his mouth shut when others are talking, and Hajime's just trying to avoid Cutemon unloading a wave of questions on everyone and dragging this out any longer than it needs to be.

Cutemon, for his part, appears to be pouting. He's got commentary! Questions!

[Neighborhood]
If Hajime had been left to his own devices, he would have ignored the sale. Maybe done a quick sweep of the area to see if anyone had any film cameras lying around. But he has not been left to his own devices, and he's got Cutemon there riding on his shoulder. The Digimon is excitedly chattering away and pointing at this and that and that and this and asking for a toy or a snack or ooh there's another toy. They stop and watch some of the street performances. Hajime looks kind of bored with the whole thing, but Cutemon's laughing and clapping.

It is not until they stop to watch a bit of a street magic show that Hajime starts to have some regrets. "I need a volunteer from the audience!" the Dracumon who's putting on the show exclaims. "Who's going to be my volunteer?"

"Ooh!" Cutemon waves one arm around while the other's pointing at Hajime. "Him! Pick him!"

"You there! The human with the Cutemon! Step right up, sir!"

Regrets. Hajime has them.

[Rail Riders]
The hows are unimportant. The whys are unimportant. What is important now is that Hajime and a Goblimon are brawling in the middle of one of the aisles of the train. "Brawling" might be a strong word for it. "Scuffling" might be more appropriate--they're rolling around on the ground beating on each other in something that looks not unlike a playground spat. Cutemon is standing on one of the seats holding the Goblimon's club, calling encouragement to his Tamer. "Yeah! Get him, Hajime! A left! And a right! And another left! You got this!"

Another Goblimon is approaching, club in hand, and Cutemon has yet to realize this. Whether or not Hajime's picked up on it is anyone's guess; he seems pretty focused on the Goblimon he's currently squabbling with.

From:

aetherweaver

There's immediately a scythe that blocks the incoming club, and Nara'a casually knocks it aside. He might not be able to use all of his abilities here - he's experimented a bit - but he's still plenty strong.

"I don't think so." He looks to Hajime and the other Goblimon. "And you two, cut it out. Can't we resolve this in a more civil manner?" His tone is light, but his armor suggests he means business.

From:

chalicejoker

The scythe and armor suggest to Hajime that this would perhaps be a more entertaining person to fight than the Goblimon. "I thought not using weapons inside a train was the more civil manner." But he does release the Goblimon he'd just managed to get into a headlock. It scrambles to its feet.

"They started it," Cutemon says. "They were being mean to people!" He waves the club he's still holding around, coming close to teetering over as he does. It's almost as big as he is. "Swingin' around clubs! Threatening to shoot fireballs! Being big and scary!" Well, they're big as far as Cutemon's concerned, at least.

The Goblimon that had gotten blocked by the scythe is, at this point, looking very much like it wants to just try to slip out of there unnoticed.

From:

aetherweaver

In fairness, he sheathes it again immediately. "Fight weapons with weapons."

He looks over at Cutemon and frowns. "You might want to put that down. You might hurt yourself..." He turns back to the Goblimon just released by Hajime. "I think you've both learned your lesson. No making trouble on the train, you got it?"

Botamon wibbles on the side, his big eyes wide in admiration of his tamer. "Nara'a..." The poor thing looks close to crying.

From:

chalicejoker

"In this instance, it was faster not to." He hadn't even transformed. The Goblimon, in his estimation, gotten off easy. At the comment that Cutemon might hurt himself, Hajime's immediately grabbing the club and taking it from him. He does not hand it back to its owner but instead chooses to toss it over his shoulder like a piece of trash. It lands safely on an empty seat, where its owner is forced to go retrieve it after giving Nara'a a sheepish nod.

The other Goblimon just grunts, "Uh-huh, uh-huh," before getting the heck out of there as well. He briefly considers diving out a window before just using the door.

From:

aetherweaver

He watches the pair go and sighs. "... I can tell that it was faster... I suppose I'm more used to weapon-based fighting." He shakes his head and goes to sit, carefully adjusting his armor so he doesn't scratch the seat. Botamon bounces over to Cutemon and smiles wide.

"I'm Botamon! This is Nara'a." The tamer's ears flick back and he smiles a bit sheepishly. "That's right. And what are your names?"

From:

chalicejoker

Hajime takes a seat of his own, pulling Cutemon into his lap so the little Digimon can't go and get into more mischief. Like Hajime himself wasn't the one getting into more trouble there.

"I'm Cutemon!" Because of course Cutemon's going to handle the introductions. "And this is Hajime! It's nice to meet you both!"

From:

aetherweaver

Cutemon... how very apt. He nods and flicks his tail for Botamon to nuzzle against as he sits next to his partner.

"It's nice to meet you, too. I take it you're going to go investigate in the jungle, too?" It's been some time since he's been to a proper jungle rather than a forest. They aren't exactly common on his world - not in the lands he's visited, at least. "You at least seem capable of defending yourself."

Mostly.

From:

chalicejoker

"I thought it would be good to get away from the city for a bit." The city is far too peopley for Hajime's tastes, even if said people are Digimon.

"And he wants to try to fight anything that's causing trouble!" Cutemon adds. He's shameless. "Gonna take it down before it can hurt anything!"

From:

aetherweaver

"I understand. I didn't grow up in a city... I know how it can be stifling for some people." Some cities are more open and easier to deal with, but the walls of some get to him sometimes.

"And... huh. Are you an adventurer, too?" That's totally all he is, yep.

From:

chalicejoker

"I'm a photographer." Just a totally ordinary normal run-of the mill perfectly human photographer. Yep. "But since I don't have a camera here, I've got to find something to do with the time."

"We're gonna save the world," Cutemon says dramatically. "It's the best use of time! Since you gotta have a world to keep having time."

From:

aetherweaver

"... Photographer?" Cameras aren't really much of a thing where he's from. If anyone has them, it's probably the Garleans - but he's no expert on Garlean technology.

"Save the world, huh? That's a pretty big undertaking. A lot on your shoulders... are you up to it?" Botamon mercifully remains quiet, just watching the other pair.

INTRO EVENT: Dawn Of A New Age

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