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Post by Sebastian Santora on Apr 19, 2019 8:30:01 GMT
The day was like any other, Sebastian woke up in the same run down apartment he woke up in every day. The same hole in the roof that leaked every time it rained was still up there and a drop of water had fallen onto his bed sheet. The blonde hair on his head was up on one side showing that his night sleep was not as pleasant as one would hope. Still, Sebastian got up and had his morning shower, brushed his teeth and put on his same generic outfit he put on every day.
Walking out the door and locking it behind him, Sebastian left behind the few belongings he had and in his pockets he had everything he would need for the day. The jingling of the keys could be heard from his pockets as he walked down the stairs to the platform, the same stairs he walked down each day to get to the outskirts of Shibuya... But unlike every other day, today the platform was empty, maybe it was because it was the weekend but still usually there would be countless people filling up the platform trying to get on each and every train that stopped into the station.
Sebastian paid no attention, the fact that there was no one else around was a blessing for the young man as it meant less people to get in his way. Leaning up against a pole he stood waiting for the next train to come, little did he know that the next train that stopped in the station was going to be a train that would change his life.
Somewhere completely different, a small round monster with long ears was hopping through a forest that was parallel to a small abandoned looking set of train tacks. The digimon had only recently digivolved from its fresh stage and into it's baby form and with the memories of what had happened in his last few moments before his previous death, Pagumon was rather pissed. His small red eyes glared at the path ahead of him, he wanted revenge and he wanted it now. The thought that he was stuck in this form for a while did nothing but piss him off further, he needed to find a way to digivolve and digivolve fast there were people that he needed to get his revenge on.
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Post by koutarou on Apr 20, 2019 3:13:58 GMT
"September 21st... the day started differently from how I'd like it to. Few weeks ago Yuuki told me that he had an ostrich egg on his computer table and was heading to my house. Apparently however, the egg hatched and inside... wasn't a bird. A monster? That was what I thought the moment I first saw it in a photo. There are no other explanation for it. The skeletal system... can it even be called that? I don't think they're even organic...
Either way, seeing is believing. I found the same egg that day, and it hatched.... and I found entryway to another world.
...Whoever reading this would definitely think that they're hallucinating and whoever wrote this either have hyperactive imagination or high as kite," a blue haired teen mumbled as he reads what looked like a journal.
Even then... the journal lead him here. A closed off platform, different from the rest. He took out a device on his waist, a white, tamagotchi-like object. The screen let out static noise, almost like it's no longer functional. However, the moment when he pulled the object out, the lock on the platform simply unraveled itself.
"...Yep... it's not a dream."
He walked deeper inside. Hmmm...? He's not alone? Oh well, probably someone who wanted to go to the other world too. Koutarou nodded at the other guy in polite greeting then leaned on the other pillar.
"...The entry to that world was a closed off platform, free from prying public eye. It opens only to the 'chosen', whether by choice or not. Seem not having digivice is not a problem at all, as long as you're destined, the road will open. Then, they would come. Instead of the normal train, those creatures instead lead you to your destination... Seriously, what's up with this journal?"
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Post by Sebastian Santora on Apr 20, 2019 3:34:51 GMT
Unbeknownst to the young blonde male, there had been many signs that had tried to prove to him that today was not going to be a normal day. As he passed TV screens they would crackle and change only to go back to normal once he had gotten out of sight, lights would flicker and go out if he got to close and the weirdest thing of all... A large hand held device had found its way into his bottom pant leg pocket, all these things were ignored but one thing he wouldn't be able to ignore was what was going to come next.
As Sebastian stood their leaning nonchalantly against the poll, his hands moving slowly in his pockets and his eyes glazed over as he stared blankly at the wall before him awaiting the train. The sounds of footsteps caught his ear and with a quick glance to see who was coming he turned back to stare straight ahead. The dead silence of the area around them made it hard for Sebastian to ignore the murmuring of the boy. Though he couldn't make out the words the sounds the boy was making made it seem like he was reading something interesting.
Sebastian had noticed that they were the only two here but it didn't cross his mind until now that there was a reason for it, the problem with ignoring his surroundings was that he didn't realize when something abnormal was about to go down. The boy seemed confident and not as confused as Sebastian was feeling, not wanting to seem out of the loop Sebastian put his hand into his pants pocket to pull out something to make him look busy. As his hand slipped into the correct pocket he felt two hand held devices, one was the size of his palm and the other had a screen that could be flipped. As he held them up, a look of confusion flushed over Sebastian's face, he had never seen these things before in his life... Except maybe in a dream, the dark green grips on the hand held device felt right in his hand as he squeezed it.
Shortly after he was done inspecting the device and trying to turn it on, the hand held device started to glow and that was when the sounds started to erupt from the darkness emitting from the train tracks... A train was coming. Sebastian looked over to the boy and with a gruff and low tone he spoke.
"I'm going to need answers, does your book talk about this sh*t?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2019 4:41:27 GMT
He'd done it, he'd finally done.
Makito Nakamoto had runaway from home.
In theory, the idea was sound, he'd just leave, he'd pack his bag and during school hours, he'd ditch everything altogether. See the problem was, while Makito was a smart kid, he was still just a year old kid. He'd had an idea, he sat down and planned that idea, but well, the plan was just to abandon school and catch the nearest train and just go, somewhere.
Yeah in hindsight this planned suck, but Makito was stubborn as he was small, and he would rather lose a leg then admit to his failure of a plan. He was putting this idea into action, and there was nothing no one could do to stop him. This would be the hill he would die on, grumpily.
Makito had packed what he thought to be the essentials, food, water and his 3DS, truly the tree most valuable items of mankind, also that and some PokeBalls! You never know when your gonna need em, but when the time came, Makito would be prepared. Because clearly Pokemon did exist, he wasn't crazy and all the kids in his class where well, duh, idiots.
He'd sneak into the train station, the place seemly eerily... Quiet, and well, Makito gave a half smile, he liked quiet places, anything to loud would make him go into a panic and overwhelm him. This, well this was good. He continue to walk down, hoping the entire place would be completely and utterly devoid of people.. Yeah... Well... Nah.. There was only two people thought, that was good, Makito could deal with this despite his distaste towards most others. Also he could finally take his darn sunglasses off! His stupid medical condition making him sensitive to bright lights, especially natural lights.
While he'd acknowledge the other two boys, glancing at them, he overall seem disinterested and kept his distance, waiting impatiently for the train to come so he could finally leave this stupid city, along with his stupid parents.
To the others... A random parentless kid had just arrived, and his body language gave away he wasn't going to be a joy to be around.
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Post by koutarou on Apr 20, 2019 5:00:44 GMT
Joy, someone isn't in mood for a bit of chitchat and instead asking directly to the point. As much as he love people who cut the chase, he would feel more comfortable if this guy asks a bit more about the weather first before asking... oh well, whatever. Time to reply anyway.
"It might and it might not. It might in a sense that whatever I talked of has happened already to me until the point I get to that gate over there, it might not because the date said it was two years ago, thus things might be different."
Then again, he authored this book... It's a personal journal after all. Another kid just appeared... this one... how to describe him? Albino? Well that's not the problem. The problem is how he carried himself. Koutarou judged a person based how they carries themselves. After all, it's a way for him to run away from some situation...
...then again, this kid, he wondered if he thought that riding an unknown platform with least people would make him able to get away somewhere interesting. He guessed that he ran away from home or something... That, or this kid know that another kind of train will appear.
Koutarou pulled out his Digivice and gently tosses it on the air, then catch it when it landed on his hand, repeatedly. Hopefully the train will appear soon.
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Post by Sebastian Santora on Apr 20, 2019 5:21:04 GMT
One thing Sebastian hated more than people talking too much was people talking too much about something he didn't care for. A simple yes or no answer and an explanation was all he needed not some double negative of what things could be. Biting his tongue, Sebastian looked down at the device in his hand and gripped it tighter, memories of dreams that he had recently been having of a monster and what seemed like another world much like the current world he was in... but different.
Slowly the digivice in his hand stopped glowing and in that time a young white haired boy joined the scene, Sebastian looked over to the kid and was immediately disinterested. He knew just by the way the boy carried himself that he would be just as annoying as the four eyed guy he was currently talking to. But what pissed Sebastian off even more was that he was the only one who seemed to be out of the loop or at least cared for what was going on. His thoughts were proved correct when the blue haired guy pulled out a device that all though it looked different to the one Sebastian had just found in his pocket, it was similar enough to confirm his suspicions.
The sounds of the incoming train were getting louder and louder, but as it got clearer Sebastian could tell that this wasn't your regular train. Taking a few steps towards the blue haired boy, a scowl on his face as he glared at the journal. "I'm going to let you explain yourself one more time.." Before he could finish his sentence lights started to beam through the darkness and being caught off guard, Sebastian took a step back from the platform. "Am I the only one not feeling something strange about this entire situation." His eyes digging darts into the blue haired kids journal.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2019 6:26:05 GMT
Makito would look up at the two boys as they talked, about what the kid has no bloody idea, nor did he really seem to care. Koutarou would just go blabbering on about a thing that Mkaito could even began to comprehend and Sebstian was just, well tall and scary, but clearly way to tall, especially for Makito. He'd didn't get why theses two where holding those weird Tamagotchi looking things either. Aren't those things like, way out of fashion? Why are two nearly grown men playing Tamagotchis? Whatever, is wasn't his businesses and besides, his had much cooler games then they had.
As the train soon arrived Makito couldn't help but grimace a bit, it loud, just a tad to loud for his liking. Makito was extremely sensitive to loud things, he didn't like em, but he could cope most of the time, but it didn't mean he got to be happy about it. "...Mmmm... To loud..." He'd mutter to himself as he placed his hands on his ears. As the train came to a stop, slightly quieting, he'd remove his hands and look up. As he looked around, the guy was the blonde hair's comment started to stick. Yeah something felt really wrong, but Makito couldn't feel it, but his gut feelings confirmed his doubts in some way. He looked a bit anxious, but he bit his lip.
"...This feels.. I... I don't like it.." He said out loud to well, he didn't even know.
"..But I don't wanna go home either.." He trailed off. It was this or nothing. Makito would gulp. It was either this or back to his parents, either this or being treated like dirt by the other school kids. He'd choose this, he'd rather choose this then going back, and he made his choice clear as he breathed in and out, and started to walk forward.
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Post by koutarou on Apr 20, 2019 6:56:05 GMT
"What should I even explain about. or better question, do I want to?" Koutarou asked sharply as he glared back at the taller teen. Enough of this. He doesn't have to tolerate this sort of bullshit of someone not knowing how to ask for information then get angry when someone answer not to his expectation. "If you want some more precise answer then make effort to talk more. Maybe someone would be more than happy to provide you with more information if you're more polite about it huh?"
Koutarou lifted the bridge of his glasses with his middle finger. Did he just indirectly flipped a bird at the guy? Who knows. If anything that's more to a habit to him. The Trailmon is worm type Trailmon. But before he entered, he would ask...
"Yo, do we need to feed you with food first or is the fare handled by Trailmon Network Association already?"
"The latter, Sir." a voice answered. It might be to the surprise to the other two that the Train's "mouth" parted as it talked. "Because some problem with some moody Trailmon that keep asking food for fares or bits, it's decided that instead the fare will be handled by the association. You're free to hop on anytime!"
"Thank goodness. Where are you heading heading to?"
"Terminus, sir. As usual."
"Well, looks like I'm in a good hand. This might be my first, so I'm sorry if I have to ask you some questions during the way."
"No problem, here to help! Could have fooled me, seriously, hahaha!"
And with that Koutarou entered. and made himself comfortable.The interior is no different than the regular japanese train anyway...
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Post by Sebastian Santora on Apr 20, 2019 7:19:18 GMT
The moment the kid opened his mouth, Sebastian's proud demeanor dropped and instead he was just angry. Though the kid had a point, even though the young blonde male didn't care to talk to people, if it was the other way round Sebastian would not give up any information. He would gladly leave this kids to their own devices if he knew what was going on but instead decided that for now it would be best to just follow the nerd... At least until he could get the upper hand on the situation or at least get some answers.
Sebastian acknowledged though that the young kid was feeling that same way he was, nodding to the kid but still not giving him any emotion. He felt like the kid and he were one in the same but he didn't care to be a baby sitter... Instead he would at least make sure the kid didn't do anything stupid.
But before Sebastian could put on any sort of facade that he wasn't still very concerned about the situation, the large brown train made its way to stop and the platform. The large metal contraption did not look like any normal train he would usually ride but instead looked like some sort of giant worm head and to make matters even more confusing the blue haired boy started to speak to the thing before getting on... Not to a conductor but to the actual train.
"Ok now I'm definitely on some sort of trip." Sebastian said trying to remember what he did last night... But before he could think up a good explanation the booming voice of the train filled the area and Sebastian was forced to take a step back in some what mild shock. But watching as the boy discussed with the beast and walked onto the train, Sebastian quickly pulled out the digivice and held it in his hand before walking up to the door.
Taking a breath he looked up at the train's large yellow eye, he didn't say anything at first but the second he placed his foot inside the train the beast spoke up. "Welcome aboard!" Sebastian grunted out a quiet "Thanks." Before looking in to see where the other boy had sat down, walking in Sebastian went three seats behind the boy before taking his spot.
"You've heard of this stuff before?" He said quietly, not wanting to look too interested or concerned but he still needed answers about this whole thing.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2019 23:59:32 GMT
Makito see,we to just, take a step back at the two kinda had a go at each other for a second. Makito didn't get emotions and he didn't read them well either, but he knew raising your voice usually meant something, and theses words didn't sound nice. It was theses thoughts that caused him to look at the ground, eyes averting either of them and anxiety flaring up, he hoped to God a fight wouldn't break out. He couldn't stand them, especially with all the memories of him being the one being beaten up.
But luckily no one did anything, not yet at least and he just sighed as the train doors open and the younger man with glasses began... Talking to it? Oh god what? Unlike the older boy's reaction Makito mouth was left hanging open like he lower jaw was going fall off as it took him a few good seconds to figure out what was going on.
Then something in him just switched, like someone flipped something in him and something in just sparked. And his eyes seemly becoming half the size of his blood head. "Oh wow!!" He'd start up in excitement. "I didn't know trains could like talk! Is this a new feature or is it..." He trip on his owns words for a second as his lowered his voice to whisper. "....Maaaagic...?" He knew this sounded very silly but he was like, 11, he hoped no one expected a super detail answer from him. "Oh your so cool! Better then some boring stupid train." He gleamed at it as he walked in.
He took a seat a few seats away from both of the other boys, he worried a bit drowned out by sheer wonder. His tired eyes would dart around, the young boy know in a much better mood know full of curiosity yet naivety.
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Post by koutarou on Apr 21, 2019 20:40:07 GMT
Does making people silent felt nice? Hell yes. Koutarou always have issue with people who he can't spare few moments of his time. The short teen had no hand to hand combat experience, but that doesn't mean that he's completely blind about it. At least he should have some experience...
But it's best to not fight. After all, he'd rather not start his first adventure with a fight.
The kid looked very ecstatic which honestly kind of understandable. The train replied with "I'm a Trailmon, there's nothing really magical about it, but I'm thankful for your compliment!"
What sort of train can talk? The older guy meanwhile think that he's tripping. Well, that's a logical thing too. But even then, Koutarou isn't in mood to humor them. The man less than the boy. The boy at least just excitable, the man meanwhile made him irate. He lifted his glasses again and start reading again.
...He know that "he" wrote this journal messily... but what for? If felt like a bet, and it doesn't feel like what he would usually do. Everything was kept vague, but some letters seem to purposely kept in its exact meaning... Like Digivice, D-Terminal, and such... but for some reason... the other pages showed that some of the words were erased cleanly. He wrote with ink, not with some secret substance... so knowing that it got erased like this is strange.
And then it happened. The slight tingle sensation on his skin, like electric current that hits him on the front then all the way to his back.
"What was that?" he asked the Trailmon.
"Barrier, sir. You're rendered to semi Digital form. I don't exactly know the exact explanation, but... well, your world and our world are connected by this barrier that only can be crossed by us Trailmon type Digimons when it comes to this location. I heard there is also a hole in Shibuya River... That one leads to random places so we won't suggest you go there for your Digital World travel."
"So it really is Isekai."
"You can think it like that."
Which means so far everything added up... and now... he'll ask one thing.
"...Say, do you know anyone named Hinomaru? Apparently he's a... chick with sword."
"Not that I recall sir... A Hyokomon like that is very common, but one with that specific name... never heard."
"I see... thanks."
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Post by Sebastian Santora on Apr 22, 2019 1:11:29 GMT
As Sebastian sat down in his seat checking the inside of the train for anything that was out of the ordinary, he couldn't help but hear the screeching sound coming from the pre-teen as he spoke with the monster train. Once again in a booming voice, the train spoke again... This was not going to get normal any time soon, but soon his attention was brought back to the blue haired boy as he continued to ask questions to the beast as if it was the guide on a tour.
That was when Sebastian felt the same tingling experience that the boy was talking about, it was like he had gotten a shiver all over his body but it also felt as though he had been electrocuted very slightly. Continuing to listen Sebastian's expression turned into a very confused and maybe even pissed off sort of look. Digital form? Isekai? Barrier? What the hell was going on and what was a Digimon? Where was this Digital world? So many questions Sebastian had but no way to get these answers.
That was when the blue haired boy asked a question that truly cemented in Sebastian's mind that he knew exactly what was going on here.
Standing up Sebastian took a few steps to reach the seat behind the blue haired boy. He hated what he was going to do but if all this shit the boy was talking about was real and if this weird sentient train wasn't just a figment of his imagination, the smartest thing for him to do right now was not to go into this blind.
Clearing his throat he placed his elbows on the back of the boys seat and peered over his shoulder.
"Hey..." He paused, the feeling of being useless in this situation was really starting to annoy the blonde.
"I'm sorry for..." A sigh escaped his lips, "being a jack ass. Could you give me a bit more information on what is going on here? You said a lot of things just now and quite frankly I'm clueless on most of them." Sebastian was unable to force a smile in this situation and the feeling of being the one asking for help made him sick in the stomach but at least maybe if he took this approach the boy would give him a second chance.
His eyes moved back to white haired boy, surely the kid had questions too but he was obviously in too much of a state of amazement to be able to think straight.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2019 3:39:50 GMT
Mkaito's mood would drop a bit as he felt something weird and unsure, something he could describe, like this weir feeling throughout his body. He'd tired scathing himself a bit, rather a bit distressed by it, but nothing that seemed to notable to the other two near him.
As the train would continue to speak, he'd pop up on seat, looking around. To be fair, this train kinda just looked like a normal everyday train, but it spoke! Which means something should be up with it here. He couldn't but help but hear to the other two, and kinda mindlessly just added in his own to bits, uncaring about what the other two would even think of his option. "...Isekai? You mean like one of those shitty anime fantasy genres where the main protagonist is trapped in another wooor....l...d..." He would trail off, eventually answering his own question.
The gears in little brain starting ticking as he remembered Koutarou has said before hand. "...Another world..."
"Holy shit... T-This is another world isn't? Or that where we've heading... All that stupid mambo jumbo about this digital world..." He would mutter, not caring about being polite or watching his motormouth. Besides, he'd seen people be more crude on the web then he was right know. Besides was did matter right know was the existence of a second world! A second digital world! Which really couldn't make any sense logically! But, well, Makito's two sides began going at each other's throat, from what he knew, locally, this made no bloody sense but, emotionally? Well hell, he wanted this to be real. Because it would be amazing! If it was real! He had no idea what for the make of this, was it bad? Was it good? Where the people there nice? Or hostile?
"Better yet, if this is, in theory, another world, why the hell is it hidden in a random Japanese station of all things..." He frowned, becoming rather anxious as he bit his nails, a notable trait of his when rather stressed. "Mmm.. Hell I'm asking dumb questions for what is probably an even dumber answer..."
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Post by koutarou on Apr 22, 2019 4:39:39 GMT
And thus he apologized, huh... Well, Koutarou isn't really in mood for something like this... he's a petty guy, but even as petty as he is, he's not so petty to not deign the guy with a concise answer... Not helping that...
..The book is not written in Japanese but Esperanto. Who the fuck have the masochism to do this, is up to someone's thought... but seriously, Koutarou would applaud this old him who wrote it in language like this. Not only that there are so little people who understood esperanto (and honestly, even he struggled for MONTHS as of why it's written in Esperanto and to decipher a bit of it) but it's also useful for time like this when he need to withhold any sort of information.
Inside, Aisaka Koutarou is laughing his ass off while crying at the same time at the level of masochism and how it has paid off.
"...Well, short story: We're going to another world, a world that's a neighbor of ours, like the shadow of it. It's world made of data... Digital World. Inside of that world lives Digimon, Digital Monsters, ones made from data. In that world human usually summoned... for what reason I have no idea.
They're summoned either to be partnered someone or something... and then left to adventure the world. There are nothing crazy like 'O hero please save us from this calamity' as far as how I understand it... but it's not a fun trip either. Let's say if camping in the wild where 'Beware of Bears' signs are spotted are about level 1 in danger...
...Digital World can fluctuate between lv -10 where "absolutely nothing dangerous happened" to lv 10 where "oh shit I'm chased by firebreathing Dinosaur". Or so the book said. Those who boards this train will be transported to Terminus, the safest city in Digital World. No one knows why it's gateway is in train terminal but supposedly unless you're chosen, you won't be able to enter the platform to begin with."
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Post by Sebastian Santora on Apr 22, 2019 4:56:27 GMT
Sebastian's eyes blinked slowly as he listened to the other kid, the immediate realization on the boys face that they were travelling to another world caused the blonde to start to re think what he was going to do here. Another world meant a place that he hadn't been before, a place where no one knows who he is and a place where no one knows who his father is. This could be exactly what he was looking for, somewhere that he could start over and forget about his life he had lived in the real world.
The explanation he got from the boy and now that he was close enough to see the journal it was quite clear to him that he would not be reading the book over his shoulder and therefore unable to confirm or deny what the boy was saying as to whether or not it was true. Though every word the boy spoke seemed like absolute garbage, there was still a feeling in his chest that he could not deny. He had dreams very recently of a monster, this monster seemed to be the very personification of himself but in another form fighting to survive and getting in to trouble. But these dreams soon turned into nightmares when the monster was slain, turned into data and then seemingly reborn from an egg... That was when the dreams stopped... Could he have been dreaming of a Digimon? Could it be this partner that the boy was speaking about?
Sebastian leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, staring up at the roof. "So we go to this... Terminus. We'll be able to come back? If we come back will we always be able to come back to this platform and catch the train to go there?" Not that Sebastian really wanted to go back to his original life, of course if he had a strong partner who could fight for him like the monster in his dream... Surely if they worked together there would be no one who could stop them... At least, that was his thinking.
Turning his head to the white haired boy, "So, you scared yet? Probably will be best for you to stay on the train." He turned back to the blue haired kid, "That means we were all... "Chosen" Correct? Chosen for some reason to have a partner in this random world."
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