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Unfamiliar Sights (Wakako/Yukiko/Open)
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 8, 2018 15:39:28 GMT
Mizu smiled at the girl as she walked in Yukiko's shadow. Frog and human seemed incredibly happy with each other's company, judging from how calm they seemed. They must have a special bond.
"A-a-a-ah, pyramids? S-s-sure! Th-th-th-there are some on the horizon, l-l-l-lemme give you my binoculars..." The girl looked around in her backpack, and then gave Wakako a pair of binoculars. Then she put the backpack back on and pondered the second question. "A-a-a-aliens? I d-d-doubt that!" "Hah, yeah, I never seen a Vademon build *anything*!~"
And the third question stumped Yukiko. "E-e-e-eh? Oh, I d-d-don't think I can a-a-answer that...b-b-but my best friend Ayumi might, she's a lot smarter than I am!"
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Jun 8, 2018 20:43:30 GMT
"R-really? Is it okay...?" the girl asked, accepting the pair of binoculars from Yukiko, she briefly looking into them into the distance. For miles, she could see the harsh desert... an ocean of sand effectively. Sure enough though, she COULD see what LOOKED like it could be a structure of some kind off in the distance... though was it just a giant boulder, or actually a pyramid? SHe couldn't tell, though it did remind Wakako though just how small she really was... How big was this Folder Desert anyway?
Yeah maybe, it was a little silly to just think aliens even existed... then again, who was she to judge? The Digital World after all did seem to operate waaay differently from her world... Though the fact it was a completely different world left a heavy amount of doubt that Wakako would get the answers she wanted, the girl sighing slightly. "Oh... I see." she softly spoke, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "I'm sorry if I'm asking too many questions... This is all just really scary... I don't know anything about this world, and that scares me. I'm just so thankful you two found me..."
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 8, 2018 21:43:21 GMT
Indeed, the desert was intimidatingly big. But, there really was a pyramid in the distance...an...an upside-down pyramid, even. That was most unusual!
Yukiko blushed a bit at Wakako's apologetic nature, and shook her head. "N-n-n-no! It's alright! A-a-ask whatever you like! I l-l-like to help!" She tried to smile reassuringly, but it ended up awkward. Mizu giggled at this.
Eventually, they reached the Trailmon station. There was, indeed, a train station in the middle of the desert. It was remarkably clean and well-kept for being exposed to the elements out here! There was a small bench with a sun roof above it. Yukiko sat down there, with Mizu hopping onto her lap. "A-a-a-ah, now we wait for the Trailmon!"
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Jun 9, 2018 20:30:58 GMT
Frankly, it was a relief that at least Yukiko and Mizu seemed incredibly understanding. That was what was nice about adults... they always were way more understanding than kids her age she felt... more patient and willing to listen to you. Nonetheless, her worried expression seemed to die down slightly at Yukiko's reassurance that it wasn't an issue.
For once... it was just nice to be able to talk to someone honestly.
Sure enough though, they do manage to reach what appeared to be... a train station? How odd... What kind of desert had train tracks? She had to remind herself that the Digital World was just probably a very different place from Earth. Of course, she did need to pause as Yukiko mentioned something about waiting for a Trailmon, which did earn some confusion. "The... Trailmon? I thought that was like the name for the place, not for what we were waiting for... Aren't we like supposed to be waiting for a train?" she hesitantly asked, taking a seat down. Fortunately, the bench wasn't too hot from the desert heat... She certainly has had experience burning her butt on benches on hot, summer days.
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 9, 2018 21:10:09 GMT
"The Trailmon -is- the train, silly~" Mizu gave Wakako a gentle poke with her claw. Yukiko nodded at this comment. "Y-y-y-yes, the trains in the Digital World are D-d-d-digimon, too. Th-th-they are called Trailmon, a-a-and a whole network of their rails runs through the Digital World. N-n-n-no one knows who laid them down, I h-h-had hoped to find some hints on the murals at the ruins." Yuki pulled three bottles of water out of the cooler she'd been carrying around. She opened one to drink, gave the second to Wakako, and the third to Mizu...who swallowed the bottle whole, moved it around in her mouth a bit, and then spat out the empty bottle. Eventually, a train whistle could be heard. "A-a-a-ah! The Trailmon is coming!" And, indeed, a train came running around the dunes!...a train that resembled a pink mole of all things! The mole train slowed down near the station and eventually came to a stop, doors opening!
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Jun 12, 2018 0:42:20 GMT
While Wakako was willing to let Yukiko and Mizu leeway with explanations about the Digital World, she had to say that their explanation as to what Trailmon were was extremely far-fetched. Were they seriously implying that there were living trains in this world? Even for Wakako, her suspension of belief was teeting on whether or not they were just messing with her or not. "...? That doesn't make sense. How can a machine be a living creature?" she asked, additionally realizing that a new term was being thrown out at her.
Digimon? Was that why all these creatures... Betamon, Vademon, Trailmon... Is that why they all ended with mon at the end of their names? What an extremely odd world this land was...
The advent of water was always appreciative, especially with how forsakenly hot this desert was, Wakako happily accepting the water bottle Yukiko offered her. Seemed she wasn't the only one fond of water, Mizu having a... very interesting way of drinking she supposed. She ended up opting to pick up the discarded bottle (albeit somewhat carefully, though she didn't mind the possibility of saliva), giving the pair an awkward smile. "I... I didn't want for us to litter."
Soon enough though, what was perhaps the strangest train she has ever seen soon pulled up... It almost looked like more a children's s toy scaled up to an actual train if anything! The girl gave Yukiko and Mizu a somewhat hesitant look, unsure whether to enter or not.
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 12, 2018 9:32:35 GMT
Yukiko wanted to say something, but Mizu intercepted her. "How can a machine be a living creature? That's simple! We Digimon, we all share a Digicore as the central unit of our being! Our heart, brain and soul! And Machine Digimon have one, too! They might look like machines, but they're actually living, feeling creatures!...unless they were modified in their code to be unfeeling, but that's going a bit too deep! Just think of these machines as living people who just *look* like machines!~" Yukiko blinked. "Uh, yes, that's correct, nothing more to add."
The bottle was surprisingly saliva-less, in fact, it was quite dry. Mizu must've absorbed -all- the moisture. The frog smiled at her. "Ah, thank you, how thoughtful of you! I should follow that example next time~" Noticing Wakako's hesitance to enter the Trailmon, Yukiko tried to give her a reassuring smile and took her by the hand. "A-a-a-a-ah, don't worry, it's like a normal train in here, a-a-a-and the Trailmon don't bite or mind!"
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Jun 13, 2018 23:35:33 GMT
Wakako at this point was willing to believe a lot of things about this world, such as the fact that it didn't exactly operate on the same level of logic as tbe Digital World, but it was hard for even her to believe that there were living beings that looked like machines.
From what she could grasp, Digimon was a catch all term for this world's inhabitants... and they all seemed to be truly alien if what Mizu was saying was true. What might look like a machine could apparently be a living, breathing creature here... How bizarre. Not to mention just the whole Digicore thing they had going. Did that mean they didn't even have regular organs? This world and it's inhabitants just seems to grow stranger and stranger the more she learned about it. "You make it sound like all of you Digimon are like prograns or super advanced artificial intelligence..." she spoke, though opted to leave it at that. There wasn't a need to dissect everything about Mizu's race right now... she just needed to get back home ASAP.
Wakako pocketed the empty bottle into the bag she had (which curiously had a couple of her personal belongings, though nothing that seemed useful), opting to enter the Trailmon. Actually, the interior was pretty clean-looking... It was like one of the standard trains back in Japan, though Wakako's only experience with them was with they being jammed with people... so it was definitely odd to see a train like this so empty for once. It was even air-conditioned! Just even feeling a remotely cool breeze was a breath of fresh relief for the girl, she taking a seat down one of the cushions... sighing as she reclined down in her seat. "... This feels so nice... I was getting tired of walking." she softly spoke, feeling lightly sore.
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 14, 2018 9:25:02 GMT
Mizu giggled at Wakako's guessing. "Well, in a way, we are. We are born of data, but eventually we become living, breathing, aware beings with our own feelings and thoughts! HOW that works, no one knows, but to find out is one of our club's many missions~" Yukiko nodded. "Y-y-y-y-yes, our research club is looking into many mysteries of this world...but the more we find out, the more questions we have, it's really difficult..."
Eventually, the mole train whistled, and moved, first forward, then via a looping construction back towards the city! It was a smooth ride, with little shaking, and soft seats. This living train was quite comfortable!
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Jun 22, 2018 0:28:10 GMT
Wakako's eyes slightly widened, though at this point she was willing to accept anything Mizu or Yukiko told her as fact. She had just been taking wild guesses here, but it seemed the idea of Digimon being like sentient programs wasn't far off. What could that entail in the real world? Did humans inventing the internet lead to the creation of this world and Digimon...? Or has it been around for far longer? Just thinking about it made her head spin trying to add up how all this could be put together...
Maybe it was best to leave that sort of thinking to the professionals? It sounded like Yukiko and Mizu had their hands full trying to understand this world and Digimon too, not even they seemingly sure about everything. "That is what science is all about, right? Finding questions, coming up with answers, then find even more questions. That's at least how my teacher described it." the girl mused, at least mildly interested how a research club about Digimon and the Digital World could play out.
With little more but the pair and looking out the window inside the comfort of the train car, Wakako began to rummage through some of her bag's belongings... having yet to properly look inside until recently. There were a few curious things of note... the first being a large notebook and a set of drawing tools, similar to what she had at home. While not useful perse while lost in a world like this, it was nice to know she at least had the option to doodle while she was riding the Trailmon. More curiously however were two black/pink colored devices seemingly shoved in, one resembling more a laptop... the other, like a very clunky-looking phone of some sort. She at least could identify her artbook and tools for it, but neither of these machine Wakako was familiar with. All she could manage was to lay them out of her bag, attempting to fiddle around with them to try and decipher some use. All she could manage out of the large phone-like device was bringing up what seemed to be some kind of radar, though it was clear that from the way she was fiddling around with both tools that she was lost.
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 22, 2018 9:00:12 GMT
As Wakako pulled out her items, Mizu hopped closer, and with an "Ooooooooh!" prodded the phone-like device. "Izzat a Digivice? Are you a Tamer? Why don't you remember nothing?????" Yukiko got up and pulled Mizu away. "S-s-s-stop that, she said she has no idea about the Digital World, how can that be a Digivice?" "Awwwww, but it sure looks like one!" "W-w-w-well, we don't know that!...but I know someone who does..." She turned to Wakako. "I-i-i-i-i-i-f you don't mind, w-w-we can organize a meeting with someone back in the real world to h-h-h-help you find out what those things are!"
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Jun 24, 2018 22:23:48 GMT
For a moment, Wakako was unsure how to follow Mizu's own questions towards her, their face adopting a confused look as the Betamon came closer, inspecting the device. "D-Digi-what now?" they briefly questioned, a bit hesitant to ask... though it was clear that the Digimon seemed interested in it. It didn't seem like a particularly interesting-looking device, but clearly there was more to this picture than what met the eye. Even then, they did falter slightly at the hair-brained theory of her forgetting having it... "I'm... I'm sure it wasn't something of mine before all this."
Still, least Yukiko was quick to the draw of at least offering some assistance regarding maybe figuring out what it was... She was thankful that she met someone so reliable here, they having done much to calm their nerves. "Are we going to meet your... club?" they softly asked, wondering just whomelse would be in such a group. Other humans? Digimon? It was honestly hard to imagine, though hopefully maybe she'd get some answers eventually. Still, what was this Digivice they were talking about? Was the black/pink phone-looking thing in her hands one? "... So, what is a Digivice? Do... Do you have one too?"
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 25, 2018 10:34:52 GMT
Yukiko nodded. "Y-y-y-yeah, we will meet my club, specifically my best friend Ayumi, s-s-s-she's super smart and knows almost everything. Sh-sh-she will surely know these things." Yukiko scratched her head at Wakako's other question. Eh? What is a Digivice? She looked to Mizu, who was puffing up her cheeks in indignation over being pulled away. Seems that it was up to her to offer an explanation! "W-w-w-well, a D-d-d-digivice is a device th-th-that connects you to a Digimon, i-i-i-it's like a soul bond made into a physical object! I-i-i-it shows you are bound to a Digimon, a-a-and it helps you help that Digimon digivolve!" Mizu smiled. "Lovely explanation!~"
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Post by Wakako Mozume on Jun 26, 2018 21:21:05 GMT
For a moment, Wakako seemed to flinch as Yukiko explained briefly the purpose of a Digivice. If it was connected to a Digimon... did that mean she'd meet a Digimon eventually? Her eyes glistened at such a possibility, a brief moment of excitement on her face. "D-Does this mean I'll meet a Digimon to be friends with too eventually?" she hesitantly asked, a bit of hope rising within her.
That... that actually was an exciting prospect. What kind of Digimon would she meet? She wanted to get back home, but there was just so much more to this than she expected. She hoped that whatever kind of Digimon she'd meet would be a kind, quiet one... someone who'd listen to their problems when no one else will. Yukiko and Mizu seemed to mesh so well together, enough that it gave her a little hope that perhaps she'd be able to to be the same.
She wanted to get home... but at the same time, she wanted to learn more. Still... perhaps it'd be something to consider later? Maybe this Ayumi person would be able to help them find their partner? "... I would like to meet them as soon as possible! Is she... a human too?"
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Post by Sakurin on Jun 30, 2018 9:46:48 GMT
Yukiko smiled her typical awkward but sincere smile again. "Y-y-y-yeah, it should! W-w-w-why else would you have one? I-i-i-i-it will be an exciting moment for sure!" "I jumped out of a laptop screen to meet Yuki!~" "H-h-h-hahahaha, yeah, you sure did!" It was a fond memory, judging from her expression! And, Ayumi being human? Well... "Uuuuuh, y-y-y-yeah, Ayumi is a human...but she will insist that you call her an angel...she's a bit..." "Weird! Super duper lovely, but weiiiiiiiird! Just don't comment on her skin, or else she'll get super mad!" "A-a-ah, yeah, i-i-it's a sensitive subject..."
As they talked, the desert slowly gave way to shrub-land and eventually more fertile regions as the train made its way towards Terminus!
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