...There are some people who don't like me very much, so my... assistant... pretended to be me. He had to have my signature card, or it's possible that they would have started to doubt who he said he was.
It's for dueling. [ wait, ] For a card game tournament. It was expected that I would have the Ra card in my deck, and since he was pretending to be me, he needed to prove that and use Ra.
[ furrowing his brow. hm. ]
He wasn't trying to frame me. He just needed to do what I asked him to. You have to understand, the person he was playing against was part of a group who have a personal problem with me playing in the tournament. My assistant was making it easier for me.
And these cards...have powers? [he's trying to understand.] I can see why somebody would cover for you and that makes way more sense. But what does that other person have against you anyway?
Only a select few have any sort of real ability. The rest are enhanced during the game using holograms...
Anyway, that other person stole something from me, and I wanted it back. They're under the impression that I'm in the wrong, when it was them all along. I've suffered greatly because of their selfish actions.
If you say so. [...he just scratches the back of his neck.]
That was about six years ago. Devimon was a digimon that was trying to find us to kill us. We'd been traveling for a while, so when we found this mansion we decided to take shelter for the night. Turns out the whole thing was fake just so Devimon could trap us when we least expected it.
Yeah, I was eleven. [just. casually.] We were what're known as Chosen Children. Kids with digimon partners that were kind of destined to save the digital world. Our partners had powers that eventually defeated him. And all of the other digimon that wanted to destroy the world, too.
[there's a little look that kind of says "i told you so."]
Digital monster. They're like...sentient creatures made of data but they have their own thoughts and wills and stuff. All of the creatures you saw in that memory were digimon.
Like a computer that can think for itself? That sounds very technologically advanced... We have holograms that can project images of monsters where I'm from, but they aren't sentient.
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[ o yeah and btw taichi is going to get a memory beamed into his brain. i can't supercut so the cutoff time is 2:05. ]
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...like...warm like somewhere with pyramids?
[YEAH THAT IS ALL HE SAYS RIGHT NOW, HANG ON.]
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...what was that all about?
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[ strained, but look. maybe it's best we don't talk about it? we don't have to talk about it taichi it's cool. ]
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...okay...got it. I saw nothing, I guess?
[he has SO many questions, and yet he does not get to ask any because malik is treated to this!]
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What was that?
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...up for a trade? [he'll share if malik shares.]
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[ he doesn't want to tell but HE WANTS TO KNOW??? ]
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[sorry he's like this, but also.]
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Why do I have to go first?
[ except he doesn't let taichi answer anyway. ]
...There are some people who don't like me very much, so my... assistant... pretended to be me. He had to have my signature card, or it's possible that they would have started to doubt who he said he was.
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[ furrowing his brow. hm. ]
He wasn't trying to frame me. He just needed to do what I asked him to. You have to understand, the person he was playing against was part of a group who have a personal problem with me playing in the tournament. My assistant was making it easier for me.
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And these cards...have powers? [he's trying to understand.] I can see why somebody would cover for you and that makes way more sense. But what does that other person have against you anyway?
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Anyway, that other person stole something from me, and I wanted it back. They're under the impression that I'm in the wrong, when it was them all along. I've suffered greatly because of their selfish actions.
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Did you ever get it back then? The thing they stole from you. How long ago was that memory?
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[ a beat. ]
It was long enough now that it doesn't matter. You should tell me about yours...
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That was about six years ago. Devimon was a digimon that was trying to find us to kill us. We'd been traveling for a while, so when we found this mansion we decided to take shelter for the night. Turns out the whole thing was fake just so Devimon could trap us when we least expected it.
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[ he doesn't know what a digimon is and yet he's ready to accept that this just happened, it's fine ]
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Exist, mostly. Us being there was a threat to him and some of the other evil digimon we had to face on our first adventure.
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...What's a digimon?
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Digital monster. They're like...sentient creatures made of data but they have their own thoughts and wills and stuff. All of the creatures you saw in that memory were digimon.
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