Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190331071228/@comment-26892768-20190406195620

Meanwhile...

Yet another portal has opened up - this one near the residential area, but not quite there - and dumps out two peculiar figures. One of them at least looks somewhat human, but is clearly not, as evidenced by the greenish skin and the large fins where her ears should be and at her waist. She's wearing a primarily blue outfit that looks like a swimsuit and a helmet of sorts that shares the same color scheme, with both having red jewels embedded in them at various points. The other figure...doesn't even look human. The torso is wide, bulky, and has a mouth in the center, with a small but wide dome on top of it serving as a "head" with two glowing dots for eyes. There are rather obvious gears throughout his body, but oddly enough, they seem to be made of wood, as does the rest of his body; it's like nature decided to try and make a robot.

If these two had been taken from an earlier time, it would definitely be bad news. However, as these two have been taken from the present (from their perspective, anyway), everything should be fine and dandy.

...probably.

"Oh, my aching head..." The female figure, known as Ranamon, groans as she rubs her helmet, before pushing herself up. "I really need to look into making this thing as good at protecting my cranium as it does making me look good. But what was that, anyway? I think the closest thing I've seen to it was Sakkakumon's eyes..."

"Well, don't ask me, 'cause I've got nothin'!" The more robotic figure, Arbormon, comments as he gets up. "Seriously, I ain't got a dang clue what that thing was, but whatevah it was, I don't appreciate it taking us to who-knows-where while we were having a normal conversation, see?"

"Believe me, I don't appreciate it either, but unless it comes back anytime soon, I think our only real option is to roll with it and try and figure out where we are. Sound good?" Ranamon asks, looking at Arbormon.

"Yeah, sounds good. How 'bout we start with that guy ovah there?" Arbormon gestures to his right, looking over there with his eyes.

Ranamon looks to where Arbormon is pointing, and sees none other than Rohan Kishibe, who is sitting on the bench and sketching. Somehow, he did not notice the two fall out of a portal.

"A human? Here?" Ranamon starts to think. "Now, why do you suppose that would be? The Digital World ain't in danger, and he doesn't fit the usual profile..."

"Dunno. But 'ey, he's right there, so we might as well ask, right?" Arbormon replies.

"Normally I'd agree with you, but he's a human, not a Digimon. He probably hasn't been here for very long, so he wouldn't know where this place is at all!" Ranamon points out.

"Couldn't hurt to ask anyway, would it?" Arbormon looks at Ranamon.

Ranamon thinks this over, and after a moment, she sighs. "Oh, alright - guess it wouldn't take up too much time to ask. I'll do the talking, you follow."

And with that, Ranamon and Arbormon walk up to Rohan, who is still caught up in sketching, and the former taps him on the shoulder. He promptly whips his head around to see a smiling fish-lady and her wood robot friend.

"Well, howdy there, sugar! I'm terribly sorry about interrupting your drawing, but if it isn't too much trouble, could you tell me and my friend here where we are? We're a bit lost and confused, so all you need to do is tell us where we are, or tell us that you don't know where we are, and we'll be out of your hair, okay?" Ranamon flashes a grin once she's done, with Arbormon giving a thumbs-up behind her.

Rohan is silent, staring at the two blankly.

"...was it something I said?" Ranamon mutters to Arbormon.

"Maybe if we back away slowly, we can make this less awkward, you see?"

"Really? I swear, you're worse than Grumblemon sometim-"

"Heaven's Door!" And then Rohan just straight-up opens up their faces via Heaven's Door in the middle of their conversation, because of course he does. As they fall to the ground, Rohan looks over.

"Now, let's see just who you..." Rohan trails off as he sees the contents. Rather than the pages of a book, like he's expecting, what he instead gets is...an empty void, filled with bunch of swirling blue lines that look like bar code. For both of their faces.

"...I can't read this." After a few moments of staring, Rohan admits that he can't figure these guys out, and undoes Heaven's Door's effects, returning the two to normal.

Rohan tries to go back to his earlier pose, but gets slapped across the face by Ranamon before he can do so.

"Now that was just rude! I don't know what you did there, but all we were trying to do was figure out where we were, and you just went and did that for no good reason!" Ranamon yells at the mangake, who sighs, rubbing his cheek as he turns back to his sketch.

"I was trying to figure out who you were and why you approached me, but since I was unable to discern anything, I suppose I have no choice but to take what you say at face value." Rohan explains, readying his pen for when his his cheek stops stinging.

"Oh, that is just terrible. Feel your pain, sugar. Really do." Ranamon deadpans, sarcasm dripping from her voice. "Now, if you don't mind, can you tell us where we are? Island, kingdom, anything?"

Rohan reaches into a pocket, and pulls out a brochure of some kind, looking at Ranamon from the corner of his eye. "Japan. You're in Japan."

He idly tosses the brochure in Ranamon's face - much to her protest, which he ignores - and resumes sketching. "Tokyo, to be specific. I've already drawn a back-up, so if you would leave me in peace..."

Ranamon backs up a bit, pulling the brochure off her face and looking at it. "Wait...Japan? Then..."

"That means..." Arbormon backs up as well, eyes wide.

The two Digimon look at each other, and then they both let out a scream that is equal parts excitement and fear.

"We're in the real world! Oh, man, I never thought I'd see this place! Look at all the lights, the colors! And look at that! Is that what what humans use to get from place to place? Looks way more convenient than taking Trailmon or walkin' everywhere! Oh, I hope I can get to drive one of those babies..."

"We're in the real world! Oh my stars, I can't believe that portal dropped us off here! I'd never dreamed this would happen! I never even thought...what are things like here? Are they anything like the digital world? How are we going to get money? Could humans consider me cute? Oh, stars above, it's all so much to take in; Arbormon, sugar, hold me, I think I might faint..."

And as the two chat behind him, Rohan growls in frustration as his eye twitches. Why must he be surrounded by idiots who don't know what "leave me in peace" means?