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3 yrs ago
Current Oh yeah. It's soup time again.
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4 yrs ago
Soup Time. A Year Later.
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5 yrs ago
Soup time.
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5 yrs ago
I am currently sick and putting all of my energy into work, please forgive me if I don’t respond right away or forget things!
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5 yrs ago
Sometimes... it is

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Normally unavailable between 3pm-9pm, always welcoming RP ideas, large groups, small groups, 1x1s, you name it!

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"I..." Carter was dumbfounded. Cigarettes? Condoms? What the ever loving fuck was going on? "Ok, ok. First off, Language. Please. For the love of god." Being raised among the military, Carter knew a couple things about a few swears here and there, but all of that was put away when he was around his parents. Even now he still tried not to curse in front of people, despite the fact that it was all too easy to slip into that sort of language. "We need to find out what's going on. Smoke if you want, but nobody's using those condoms. We don't have time for that." Maybe it was something inside Carter that was naturally against the thought of sex. Maybe it was his own previous experiences that lead him to being somewhat adverse to it.

Some of these people looked around his age, some looked a little younger, and some looked really young. Carter didn't want to make any parents mad or see any judges, so it was best to try and keep things as clean as possible. Just for the sake of safety. He looked to each of them, moving his hands around to offer them a chance to speak. He certainly didn't have and ideas on where to start, but maybe one of them was a boy scout or something."Ideas, anyone?"
The fall was quick and sudden, but Carter found it interesting to note that as he fell through this epileptic nightmare he didn't feel much wind resistance. He was just falling, moving downwards. At least, that's what his body told him. Despite all this, he found it useful to pull his almost-lucky goggles over his eyes to keep himself from shutting his eyes from what little wind he could feel. The only downside was that he had no idea how to fall properly, and fear flooded his veins as he realized that there was no way to keep himself from hitting the ground. His eyes widened briefly before shutting preparing for that impact...

That never came.

As if he were being pulled up by something, his torso stopped moving completely. His head, arms, and legs shot forward from the sudden stop. He was about as close to the ground as he could get before actually hitting it, then whatever was holding onto him let go and fall the rest of the way without worry of injury.

He rose and looked around. Carter saw from the fall that he wasn't the only one stuck in this situation, but everyone else as as much of a stranger to him as they were to each other. At least, that's how it seemed.

Two of the girls were getting ready to start a screaming match, and Carter was somewhat disappointed that he didn't wear his goggles with the attached headphones. At least that would help him tune out when they inevitably started to argue again.

For now, they seemed to be asking if anything else knew what was going on, to which Carter only shook his head.

"No," he answered to them, not bothering to take off his goggles. "I was out on business, then I'm falling through the physical form of LSD." Only now did he realize that they were giving out names. It was probably for the best if he introduced himself as well. Everyone was equally confused, but at least they all seemed to be like rational adults. "I'm Carter, by the way." He still didn't take his goggles off, and he intended to keep it that way for now.
Ok I just had a really dumb character idea for a digidestined. What if when they were chosen, and the lights flashed, something happened to where their nearby sibling was sent to the digital world instead?
I agree, all the characters were set up really well!
@tobiaxI'm not going to say I figured as much, but it's nice to know. I was almost going to have Carter mention using a payphone instead of complaining about service.
"Steppin' on the beach..." A young man hummed to himself upon arriving at his destination. It was cooler than most days, it probably would have been nice if he were anywhere near a beach. Unfortunately, life didn't have such a plan for him, and no amount of work brought him closer to his dream of being in the sky.

He shut off his car and opened the door, taking a breath of that northern air. At least he could still wear his jacket up here compared to back home. It was actually somewhat tolerable with full clothing on. Maybe he should call Alexa. Her birthday was nearing soon, and he didn't know when he'd be in a city again. Service was always spotty out on the road.

With a sigh, he shook his head. "Probably just send her a text, like every year." He spoke to himself, locking up his car. He had a job to get to. It wasn't a nice one, or a permanent one, but it brought in the money for now. He wasn't on the best of terms with his older sister. Not since he left home. Carrie, now he could still talk to her, she seemed to understand his plight, but his stuck up older sister would never get how some people had to work for things in life. Sometimes, those hard workers never got it.

He probably shouldn't have locked his car, at least not yet. The package was still in the back and he was on a bit of a time crunch. A quick click fixed the situation, and he grabbed the package and locked up once more.

It was only a small box, about the size of his head. Whatever was inside was plenty heavy, not that Carter was one to judge. He just needed to dins a discreet place to put this discreet package, tag it in his little device, and be off. He was able to find a place just next to the patio, a little corner behind a bush. Setting it down, he stood up to ring the door bell.

Just as he pressed it, the ground below began to glow. He took a cautious step back, but was unable to move much more than that. "What..?" He was able to get up before the light swallowed him whole.




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I agree, I’m fine for whatever, but I think that not doing armor digivolutions is fine for now.
I can’t agree more, I’m very excited!
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