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[digitalorunknown]

[The form-restoring effect didn't hit Dorumon until he got involved in a computer-related mishap at the Violet City Pokemon Center. His Pokemon vanish into the PC, and he...

...is sent careening across Kan-Joh's cyberspace. When he's not being dumped in front of PC stations in Pokemon Centers, he's being bodily ejected from the communications network via people's Pokegears. Be careful turning yours on today - a three-foot beastdragon may come flying out haphazardly.]

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[newberktown]

[Huh. That's not normal.

...Which actually is normal for this time of year, so that's fine. Plus, fluffy dragon!]

Uh... Hey, little guy, you okay?

[digitalorunknown]

Ow...

[The fluffy dragon spits out some grass and shakes his head woozily, standing up. He glances back at Hiccup to see who the voice came from.

Then looks up.

Then backs up a bit and looks up again.]

...Aren't you...? [Headtilt. Can't see your face from quite the right angle to tell, dude...]

[rarestcandy]

[He's not the only one experiencing...erm, technical difficulties, which Dorumon might notice as he flies out of the 'gear. Luckily, Vanellope's are less likely to cause bodily harm of some kind.

Doesn't mean she's too pleased with turning into a mass of blue pixels for a second.]

Hey!

[digitalorunknown]

[He lands on his back with a yelp and quickly rolls over onto his side to curl up and cringe. Ow ow ow.

When Vanellope flickers, his eyes get huge and he lets out a little gasp.]

Are you okay?!

[rarestcandy]

[Getting to her feet, Vanellope brushes herself off, frowning and eying up this strange purple thing. She hadn't heard of any pokemon things that could talk...]

I'm fine. You shouldn't go flying at people, though.

[Grumble grumble, gotta pick up the 'gear and make sure it isn't broken. A dragon-fox flying out of it wasn't exactly a good sign.]

[newberktown]

[Jeez, was Berk the only other world where dragons couldn't talk? What the heck.

That voice does seem familiar, though, so Hiccup helpfully crouches down to be more on the same level.]

I'm Hiccup. We've met, right?

[digitalorunknown]

I didn't do it on purpose. [hgggk standing back up. Shaking off.] Something really weird is going on today...

[...he still keeps giving her concerned glances, though. That kind of visual effect is never a good sign.]

[rarestcandy]

Wow, good observation, genius.

[Satisfied that it's not her 'gear that's borked, Vanellope goes back to watching the weird thing. She's not liking the look of those glances.]

How come you jumped out of the pokegear if you didn't do it on purpose?

[digitalorunknown]

[GASPU]

It is you! [He bounces a little on his toes.] It's me, Dorumon! I'm back to normal!

[digitalorunknown]

[He flicks his ears at the sarcasm. Grumble. Rude.]

I don't know!...the network is really confusing, and it keeps sucking me back in. [It makes him feel all itchy, too. He shakes himself off again.] Uh, who are you?

[rarestcandy]

[Yeah, okay, that wasn't at all unusual. Back to her pocket the 'gear goes, though.]

Vanellope. You're some kinda weird pokemon, right?

[digitalorunknown]

No, I'm a trainer. You are too, right?

[newberktown]

[Oh no, he's cute.]

Wow, Dorumon! Look at that. How's it feel?

[From what he'd seen, non-humans usually felt better once they were back to being non-humans. Most of them didn't go flinging out of random electronics, though...]

[rarestcandy]

...No offense, but you don't really look like a trainer.

[digitalorunknown]

It's good. I have my legs back. [Stomp stomp.] I'd show Bagon if I could get him out of the PC.

[chosen_light_child]

[Wait wait wait wait monsters were not supposed to come out of pokégears that didn't make any sense.

Of course, Hikari wasn't really that hurt by having giant furry dragon slamming into her.

And it was obvious that this thing wasn't a pokémon though.]

Umm... hi there. Are you... a Digimon?

[newberktown]

[He chuckles at that.]

I can see that.

How come you can't get him out of the PC? Is it too high?

[digitalorunknown]

Whenever I try, I just get sucked back into the network.

[digitalorunknown]

Everyone gets turned into a human when they come here! [Duh.]

...I don't know how I turned back.

[rarestcandy]

[Wow. So they could screw characters up on that level, huh?]

My guess? [There's another brief glitch.] They turned all our coding back to how it was. Or started to, at least.

[Ralph still didn't remember her. =c]

[newberktown]

Huh... That happen a lot, where you're from?

[Definitely not your usual dragon. Though when did Hiccup ever go for the common ones?]

I could try to access your account, if you want. You think Bagon'd like to see you two aren't so different?

[whateveryoueatliveitspart]

[Apollo is difficult to sneak up on; he pays enough attention to his surroundings that it's next to impossible to get close without him noticing. Unfortunately for him, there was no way for him to know that checking the network would result in a beastdragon hitting him in the face, and he isn't able to even begin to avoid the impact.

brb lying on ground now. He'll be okay in a minute.]

[enjoymyatelier]

[yeah so Kayneth was turning on his Gear to see if anyone he knew had shown up when he gets hit in the face with a beastdragon

being a mage he has a high pain tolerance but that doesn't prevent him from just being bowled over and lying there in complete and utter bewilderment as his brain tries to process this situation so the rage can kick in...

which should be in 3

2

1

...

no he's still just bewildered here]

I...

What?

[digitalorunknown]

My world is inside a computer network, so... [whatevs. He'll ponder the implications of the day's events later.]

You can do that? [Nods enthusiastically.] Yeah! I want to talk to him normally.

[digitalorunknown]

[It keeps happening.

The only reason Dorumon doesn't take his time getting up is that he's lying on something that's talking, and in his experience, things that talk are not very good places to be. He rolls off of Kayneth as quickly as he can and...you know what, let's not progress beyond that unless the talking thing turns out to be aggressive.

He just lies there for a moment.]

Sorry. [...sounding very done with today.]