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Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: N/A
Powers / skills: N/A

There was something downright exhilarating at being able to locally affect the forces of nature with this level of precision, and Victoria was loving her new piece of kit. Watching the giant ice ramp melt with nary a curious fool catching fire or even getting roasted put a smile on her face.

Granted, there was the small lake of slush that appeared as a result, and the android briefly did a web search on whether this would be a problem. Well. It turned out tubing was done both on snow and on water. Good then, job's done! she thought,pivoted on her heel and left.

She was just thinking about being done with this whole fair affair, when a stray thought not of her own entered the processor. "Please tell me there isn't another emergency that requires my attention? I can only be in one place at a time." she thought back. She would have headed there right away, but she has not even seen Leah today, let alone knowing where the giantess would be now.
Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: Multufield Generators
Powers / skills: Physics

Facing the reality of the approaching ground - At the present literally, as she was falling down head first - Victoria swung her arms around to reorient herself.

Not having the time to reconfigure her generators to positions where she could easily use them for propulsion, she used the same method she did for bringing the siblings down on herself. Lacking the reference frame of an external observer though...

*THUD*

She could feel her feet digging craters into the pavement without even looking. Her instruments were also spewing diagnostic notes about momentary overloads in her servos, and some of her accelerometers didn't agree with all the rest of her systems on which way 'up' was anymore.

Pulling herself from the holes she dug in the ground, she dusted off her cuffs. Those alerts would need an extra time on maintenance in the evening, but all in all, nothing was damaged per se or demanded immediate attention.

Reviewing her data she frowned. This was a rather difficult stunt, but... It's the damn veil protocol still haunting me. she came to a conclusion, looking to where the MFGs attached to her bare nanite skin. I've been training either unarmed or completely armored. This... This is in between. No wonder my consistency is all over the place. F me, I'm going to have to learn how to do things in a third configuration!

She looked around where she landed - If I can walk away, it's a landing, not a crash! - and frowned. She expected to find the sibs. No sibs. Just an abandoned tube.

Vicky pulled her phone out and took a picture of it, captioned it LITTERING! and sent the picture to the two perps, before hanging a tubearound each of her shoulders and heading back tothe slides, ignoring the two holes in thepavement left by her feet. Those look like Coulson's problem. Besides, I need to get rid of that ice ramp before somebody kills themselves.

Once she made her way back, she deposited the tubes to the storage spot and turned her weapons' wrath at the slide. "Don't even think about it! Pick a different lane." she shouted as she checked uphill, just in case someone was stupid enough to try and repeat this stunt.

Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: Multifield generators
Powers / skills: Data analysis, physics, repulsor rescuePhysics

Why was she doing this? It was just demonstrated to be a boneheaded idea. Even if she was more durable, was this going to compare to the stuff she did recently? No, she's likely won't even get a buzz. Was she trying to show off? Nah, she'd rather noone was around. It's training! Vicky determined as she setthe tube on the starting line and settled upon it.

Reviewing her sensor data from the sibs' attempt, she adjusted her propulsion bursts for the difference in passenger mass and nudged herself down the slope, an experiment already in mind.

She copied the trajectory perfectly and the ramp launched her in the same direction. The moment it did, she cut the poer off - she would need the entire generator set if she was to pull this off.

Looking in Stark Hall's direction, she tried to create a repulsor field that would fly her armor to her. Tried being the key word. Be it unexpected gusts of wind or whatever the reason, the task was a bit too complex to easily pull off while yeeting herself through the air.

And with the only system that could fight gravity preoccupied, she followed the siblings' trajectory a little too well. "Gravity, thou art a heartless bitch." she complained to noone in particular as she was forced to admit she bit off more than she could chew - At this time! - and had to concern herself with landing.

Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: Multifield generators
Powers / skills: Physics

Victoria watched with morbid fascination as the tube with two thirds of one kingston-gray generation launched towards their doom. It lookedlike gravity and Danni were not able to push the tube beyond its breaking point, a small wonder in on itself.

Nice observation, however, ramp.

It wouldn't have taken superhuman hearing to overhear Danni's panicked shrieking. What worried Vicky a little was the focus of his worries though. She would have expected him to urgently request April to summon a pool of water in their landing zone or some other means of surviving the impact that was coming, rather than worrying about their demise being available on slow motion instant replay.

"Fah! When I said I wanted to protect this class from further harm, I didn't account for protecting them from themselves!" the android grumbled under yer breath.

She focused every sensor she had on the falling tube and two gools with a deathwish.

Account for shifts in center of mass, check.

Factor in wind speed, check.

Consider the remaining distance to the ground and initial velocity, check.

Adjust for air resistance, done.

Optimize acceleration field shape with consideration for human body ergonomics and comfort? Why of course!

Tori reached out with a hand. Her generators lit up...

... And a precise repulsor field pushed and prodded just right to direct and slow down the siblings' fall, bringing them down in an orderly manner and in maximum comfort, touching down still on the tube like a leaf kissing the surface of a pond. Danni might be familiar with the feeling from their improptu shopping trip before the christmas break.

Despite expecting having to do this, Victoria did breathe a sigh of relief as she cut power tothe generators. She had half a mind to approach tle panding site and yell at the siblings. She didn't even want to think about what Dorian would do if these two managed to kill themselves.

But there was also the possibility of the stream still being on, and given that already plenty of drama happened at this festival, Victoria abstained. She could always chew them out later in private.

Instead, she grabbed a tube herself and started making her way up the slope, intending to make use of April's ramp.
Bump. The game's underway, and we could use more players. The point where new characters can join should come in the next month or so.

Location: Gateway
Domonimon had to fight the urge to simply pick up the Demidevimon and throw her roughly in the direction of her establishment so she could live out the rest of her drab, wretched life until the corruption came for her too, like she seemed to want. "For you and all of us of a digital nature, there's the small consolation price of still having a world too live in. If that is not enough for you, I don't know what would be. And if that doesn't strike your fancy, I suggest throwing yourself off of a tallest balcony you can find. It's going to be a less ugly death than- Well, that, actually." he pointed to the purple lizard as he walked over from the rude digimon to the - oh what a joy - rude human.

He looked over the form that coalesced into a Vemmon. "There's someone whose bits were probably saved bythe transport. He looks like he came in touch with the corruption himself, but it didn't finish him off." And Dominimon would love to help. However, saving what was left of Yuki's partner has cost him a good deal of energy already. "I cannot stabilize him so soon after the other one. But he can speak. Good. That is a higher function. Plainly speaking, there is more of this one left than there ever was yet to the newborn over there." he pointed in Vigilemon's direction. "If he is your partner, try to find that connection. Lend him your strength." He wished he had better advice, but the Digidestined were a legend carved to the stone of ancient temples. He didn't exactly have a user manual to the power, much as Dominimon wished he had.

Turning back, he spoke to Shogo. He really wished these people just followed him out where he said he would explain more, rather than asking the questions he already promised answers to right now. "The digimon of this city have been trying to contain the corruption. However, while it grows on its own power, we have been mostly just losing our numbers to it and getting none too many new volunteers." He shot an annoyed glance at Demidevimon,finding a bit of joy by her being monhandled by one of the humans for the time being. "It's a war of attrition, and we're losing it. But other than the numbers and, as the legend claims, strength you bring... You may have some knowledge from your world that we lack, or even just a different idea on what to do. A different perspective. We tried everything that was in our power, and it wasn't enough." there was a bit of self disappointed loathing mixed to his overall gloomy tone as he spoke.


Yuki
Location: Gateway
Skills/items used: None


Oh. The partner she was supposed to have in this place just died. Well, that was blue. I suppose at least I didn't get attached to anyone yet? Silver lining on a grim cloud... Yuki thought morosely, cradling the pink totem in her hand. That was all that was left of her partner.

And supposedly, the totem had the power to make her become something like the creatures she saw around. "That's a bit too close to being a lich for comfort... But if it can help?" she noted flatly. The Colonel guy was right. Whether a dream or a fact, what did she have to lose? She wasn't happy and felt caged by her real life. An adventure in an alien world? Sign her up.

She felt a pang of sorrow as her gaze followed the angel to another digimon that didn't seem long for this world. She didn't wish to see another of their freshly minted rank to vanish. That wasn't how adventures were supposed to start, right? There was supposed to be a tavern, and food, and a handsome stout fighter of a lad or sassy rogue of a lass to be had later in the book!

Right. She should try and heal him! Because... She could... Heal? Time! Time out! Time right out! I can't heal. I can maybe do first aid and not on a... Vemmon, is it? So why do I know for a fact that I can? How do I?

Her gaze ticked down to the silver chain around her neck that she couldn't remember having. Noel pointed out to a similar golden one on his wrist. A digivice? Yuki would have expected it to look... Well, forget 'less analogue', make that 'less like a piece of fancy metal'. And yet, if that was supposed to be her connection to this world... New knowledge seemed to be unpacking in her head as she thought of it.

I see... My partner could heal, and they can give me what power they had... Is it? Yuki quietly stepped up to where the ostentative Irishwoman was fretting over her own partner. "I think... I can help? It's just sort of coming to me, I can't explain it. It's like... Hold o-"

More than knowledge hit her at that moment. The totem in her hand sent a tingle through her arm like an electric fence. Then her world faded to white. From the outside, it was like a personal, opaque snowstorm surrounded her.

She felt like she was, for the lack of a better term, shrinking. Something wrapped around her neck, and pressed against her ears that felt terribly huge and misplaced and just wrong. And to top it off, suddenly she felt like she was inside of an oven.

Then the haze cleared. It didn't hit her until a moment later that she did shrink. That or the rest of the world grew up to be twice its size. With a drawing realization, she raised an arm and looked it.

Pink.

Interesting as... All that... Was, the now much closer sight of Vemmon reminded her of what she was trying to do. "Right. Before I accidentaly undo this just as I accidentally did it." she mumbled, stepping closer and clapping her tiny little pink hands together, acting on what felt like instinct supplied by the change that overcame her.

"Healing glow!"

A faint glow emanated from her hands and washed over the purple lizard. It seemed to stitch together some of the wound looking damage, but it wasn't enough to undo what the corruption did to him, more akin to a cancer than a wound.

A wave of tiredness like Yuki didn't feel since the national championships washed over her as soon as she was done, her legs collapsing under her and landing her on her bum. Another flash of a personal snowstorm later, she was sitting there back in her human self. "...sorry. I don't think I can do that again soon." she said, not knowing whether she was apologizing to the lizard, the irishwoman, or both.
Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: N/A
Powers / skills: N/A

As miliseconds ticked to what promised to be a slide down a hill to remember - one way or the other - Victoria thought about her day so far. The swarm of the same kid have been just weird enough to make her recount how many faces she met recently that she knew next to nothing about. It was some time since she hung up her intel gathering operation, since even with it she couldn't identify the villain on her own team, so what was the point? However, that was her emotional core talking. Logically speaking, some information was better than no information. Maybe she should restart that effort.

That thought had to wait though as a decision has been made at the top of the hill and Vicky could see Danni's hands beginning to ignite to jet them down. It wasn't so much of question of it, or even when, but how the tube would fail catastrophically. Whether it would sooner erode due to abrasion, melt from the friction heat or just disintegrate due to mechanical shear. Whatever the failure mode, a song popped to Vicky's head that seemed to fit the situation perfectly. As the phones pointed in the duo's way, the lyrics made their way out of her mouth.

"Lives, all mortal lives, expire.
souls go to their doom. In flames,
Forever more!"

Vicky started saving the footage form her eyes as well, overlaying thermal onto the visible light and powering up her generators for what seemed like an inevitable high speed accident.

Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: N/A
Powers / skills: N/A

The tubing setup was... impressive. Both in scale and in the energy its creation probably took. Granted, it did pale in comparison to all of the artificial snowing in skiing areas, but still...

Scanning over the thing for familiar faces, Vicky briefly wondered how to spice things up. Not that long go, she flew to one of Jupiter's moons and back. After experiencing reentry to Earth's atmosphere, she realized that not many activities would tingle whatever faked excitement in her emotion subsystem. She overheard the conversation between Danni and April, and granted, making everyone deaf by subjecting them to a sonic boom while probably skinning their backsides something fierce as the tube would most likely disintegrate from the friction regardless of how smooth of a slide April could create may have sounded fun once... It didn't stand up to a pocket of air ionizing around a repelling repulsor field as one plunged down form orbit.

After that, adrenaline code equivalent lost its appeal in most things, so she switched to her other go to. What could she do here to advance her abilities? Sure, she could probably boost gravity to have everyone go faster, or get a linear repulsor field to push everyone back up without effort. But other than seeing how well her new generator set could affect a large area, it would not give her any knowledge she didn't gain in the snowball fight earlier.

"Ramp?" she grunted under her breath, an eyebrow shot up, head snapping towards the K-G siblings. Forget the generators. It looked like she might get to practice her first aid. She paused and settled to watch however this would end, preparing her generators to arrest the momentum of these reckless fools should the situation call for it.

Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: N/A
Powers / skills: N/A

It seemed like her advice was somewhat received, which Vicky supposed was the best she could hope for coming in from the position of a more or less a complete stranger to these two. Hopefully the rest of this school year would be less dramatic and these two would not have to deal with the same level of drama and just weird shit. Time would tell.

From what Millicent said though, if the future of the school year could be correlated to the festival levels of drama, then hot chocolate ice walls seemed a lot more chill than flaming bees, so maybe that was a good sign. Aaaaand jinx. I will eat my thoughts later, I bet... Vicky winced at that thought.

Not as hard as she would wince at being called Taylor swift though, not to mention the insane pitch of voice that assaulted her audio receptors. Her first thought was to simply sign the faces with the signature the flock of sheep desired, however Millie had to go and tell the truth. With her prospect of amusement lost, she wanted to be anywhere but inside of a group of popstar fans. "Right, I promised someone I'll join them at the tubing thing, so... see ya later!" she excused herself and fled towards the slides.
Victoria van Dyne

Location: Fairgrounds
Equipment / items: N/A
Powers / skills: N/A

Victoria smiled and nodded as Marlena shook her hand. "I am absolutely certain you can not be worse than my last roommate. Also I don't actually sleep, so you'll be fine. Just holler in you want me to bounce at times for whatever reason, I've got another room in the basement."

As the topic of the contest came up, she shook her head. "I wasn't the team's benchbody, if that's what you mean. I withdrawn from the contest. I have... Moral and ideological objections to the whole affair, to put it politely." she shrugged, turning her attention to Millie.

"Hello, nice to meet you," she nodded at the blonde, before sighing. "Seven hells, was there drama already? It's the first day! Not even, it's like day zero! Last quarter, People were set on fire, because flaming bees. I swear, I'm not making this up." she groaned, lifting one hand an toggling her generators, a hologram of the events playing out as captured from her point of view.

"So, yeah, a bit of unsolicited advice: Be careful out here. The magic teacher before the Scarlet Witch had the philisophy of 'heroes are born out of tragedy' and made a haunted house on halloween where you actually got hurt, emotionally and physically. My sister got trapped in there for heaven's sake. People running this place don't have your well being as priority, and it wouldn't be a first time when a student wanted to kill a few others. So if something happens to you, or even seems off, yell before it's too late. I'm sure at least I, Leah, Sabine, Dorian and Danni would help, and proooobably not make the situation worse on accident. Most likely the rest of Excelsior too, given the shit we went through." Victoria cautioned the newcomers, blissfully unaware of Andy's and Gideon's recent actions.

"Or, I could be full of shit. Check other sources." she added to reinforce her point.
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