Yamato Ishida (
angry_friendship_wolf) wrote2018-08-07 10:12 pm
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[tri OOM] Barry, Cisco, and File Island
Yamato brings Barry and Cisco out through the same hilltop telephone booth he used to bring Autor through a few weeks back, out onto a cliff with a pretty good view of the island.
The island's central point is a mountain that looks more like a sheer spike of rock, and radiating outwards from it are a lot of very different places: Closest to the mountain, there's a pastel-coloured village of some kind that looks like it might be made of cushions; a tropical jungle with a ruined temple of black and brown stone jutting out of it; and a desert with gear markings carved into the ground and a single, leafy mountain in the centre.
Spreading out further than that, there are forests; some kind of icy tundra; a large town with a glittering white castle; a small village covered by a dark cloud; some kind of factory belching smoke into the air; and a plain covered in railroad tracks and ruined trains. Just down from the cliff, there's a lake with a camp set up next to it.
"All right, File Island," Yamato says, shutting the door. "Oldest part of the Digital World."
The island's central point is a mountain that looks more like a sheer spike of rock, and radiating outwards from it are a lot of very different places: Closest to the mountain, there's a pastel-coloured village of some kind that looks like it might be made of cushions; a tropical jungle with a ruined temple of black and brown stone jutting out of it; and a desert with gear markings carved into the ground and a single, leafy mountain in the centre.
Spreading out further than that, there are forests; some kind of icy tundra; a large town with a glittering white castle; a small village covered by a dark cloud; some kind of factory belching smoke into the air; and a plain covered in railroad tracks and ruined trains. Just down from the cliff, there's a lake with a camp set up next to it.
"All right, File Island," Yamato says, shutting the door. "Oldest part of the Digital World."
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"Thanks."
Yep, definitely some shrink ray deja vu going on here.
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Monzaemon makes sure Barry is appropriately settled. From this height, most of the town is visible, along with the distant shapes of the factory belching out smoke, Mount Infinity, and the Temple rising out of the rainforest area.
"It's okay. If you fall, I can catch you in a bubble," Monzaemon says, sagely.
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Climbing into the car, Cisco checks things out before nodding.
"Ready."
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"I think I'll be alright, but good to know," he says with a nod.
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"Three, two, one ... Go."
He accelerates as soon as he's done talking, tearing out of the garage and immediately starting to accelerate towards top speed.
Monzaemon hums lightly, reaching into a nearby house to produce a delicate, normal sized teacup and teapot, and pouring himself some tea, watching as the race starts.
"Do say if you want any. I have chamomile. And chamomile honey."
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"WOOOOOOOOOOO!"
With no shifting to worry about Cisco focuses on lead-footing it and steering.
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"Huh? Oh uh, honey would be nice, thanks," he says, trying not to be or sound too distracted as the cars near a curve in the road.
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Judging by the noise he makes, he is as surprised as anyone that that worked without totaling his vehicle, and ninety-nine percent sure it wouldn't have if they weren't driving literal toys.
Monzaemon delicately pours Barry a cup of chamomile and honey, reaching up to hand it to him.
"They're going very fast," he says, mildly. "They'll catch up with the Penmon soon."
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"Oh? Also? I'm the king of Mario Kart, too!" He crows, not even really caring if Yamato can hear him or not.
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Accepting the tea, Barry starts to take a sip and then jerks his head to look over at Monzaemon. Or his cheek, at least.
"Oh god, the Penmon." This should be... interesting.
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Weaving between them is -- difficult, and Yamato knocks into one or two, prompting a few yells ("I WILL EAT YOUR BRAKES, HUMAN!"), before eventually emerging ahead of them.
At which point, several start to speed up, with one yelling something about how the future Emperor Penmon cannot be defeated here.
Monzaemon takes a delicate sip of his tea.
"At least nobody has crashed yet."
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"You little-- " Cisco bears down on the gas once again, pulling around the one car so he can cut off the other one, clipping bumpers as he forces his way in front of the birds.
"HA-HA!"
Then he guns for Yamato.
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The vehicles seem pretty sturdy, though, and they all seem to be having fun. Assuming, of course, that the Penmon express fun by screaming threats and insults.
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Yamato sees Cisco coming up behind him and gives a quick, irritable 'tch' noise, before flooring it.
He's not against a little bit of foul play, though, which is why as he turns the next corner, keeping his speed up as much as possible, he makes sure to scrape his wheels across the road enough to throw a cloud of dust and debris up towards Cisco.
"Yet," Monzaemon agrees.
He pauses, stretching out a paw in front of himself, moving it back and forth.
"I'm fairly sure I could bubble them at this distance."
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"INCONCEIVABLE!"
In an effort to catch up to Yamato Cisco mounts the sidewalk and cuts between a pair of buildings, popping out onto the street on the other side.
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And so will the loser.
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Monzaemon gives a low chuckle, shaking his head. "Now, that wouldn't be very sporting."
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"Dang it!"
Swerving, he tries to shake the piece that's slowing him down loose.
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Of course it would probably just shift into some other type of argument instead.
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"It is okay," Monzaemon says, comfortingly. "After all, if they are too noisy, I can always bubble them until they calm down. My bubbles are soundproof. And full of love."
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The Penmon starting to pass him is the last straw, and Cisco goes for broke. Waiting for his moment, Cisco jerks the wheel hard as another Penmon passes. He slams into the other car hard enough to knock his onto two wheels for a moment. The Lego brick drops free and Cisco floors it, leaving behind the shrieking bird.
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Surely both Cisco and Yamato could use love bubbles in their lives, right?
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Yamato sees Cisco in his mirror and just focuses on continuing to drive, swinging around another corner as he tries to keep up his lead.
Monzaemon tilts his head, thinking. "Well, I don't know. This is the first time I'm meeting one, and the second time meeting the other -- since the Reboot, at least."
After a moment's thought, he flicks a paw, and across the town appear rings just large enough for a car to fit through, formed of light. There are rainbow ones with little electricity signs hovering around them, and red ones with 'x' marks hovering about them.
It's probably not difficult to figure out which ones give a speed boost, and which ones cause a momentary deceleration.
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Just as he's starting to lament the ground he's lost on Yamato the rings appear. Without hesitation Cisco steers into one with the rainbow and lightning bolts.
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"I'm glad this place came back after the reboot. I know it's not all the same, but still, it's good that it's here."
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