Heather Mason (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
foolishwren) wrote2010-11-04 03:49 pm
foolishwren) wrote2010-11-04 03:49 pm
Entry tags:
- *ace attorney: apollo justice,
- *ace attorney: miles edgeworth,
- *ace attorney: phoenix wright,
- *artemis fowl: artemis fowl,
- *axis powers hetalia: france,
- *dcmk: kaito kuroba,
- *disney: donald duck,
- *final fantasy: cecil,
- *fullmetal alchemist: envy,
- *how i met your mother: barney stinson,
- *kingdom hearts: sora,
- *metal gear solid: hal 'otacon' emmerich,
- *naruto: kisame,
- *nightmare before xmas: jack skellington,
- *one piece: jango,
- *one piece: smoker,
- *ouran high school host club: renge hous,
- *persona 4: rise kujikawa,
- *professor layton: professor layton,
- *umineko no naku koro ni: lucifer,
- accidental video,
- action,
- back in my day,
- boss fight,
- entering the workforce,
- epic fail,
- fucking fuckity fuck,
- goldenrod city,
- goldenrod department store,
- heather is a bad role model,
- ic,
- issues with authority,
- like a boss,
- lol i don't care that i broke the law,
- please kill me,
- video,
- well that was fun
039. Video/Action
[You know how most workplaces have those ridiculous, seemingly-arbitrary rules concerning things like cell phones and mp3 players that make sense in theory but really don't in practice? Well... turns out Johto's no different.]
[The feed flickers on and off a few times so anyone who's looking at Heather's channel is being treated to a sort of trippy view of the ceiling of one of the many floors in the Goldenrod Department Store, jiggling around as though the 'Gear is the subject of a tug-of-war.]
[And uh... judging by the voices that are conversing in heated tones somewhere off-screen, it is.]
I'm telling you for the last time, Temp! NOOOOO PokeGear use during your shift!
It's my break! I'm not even DOING anything right now!
DON'T you backsass me, young lady! I know your type! Traveling trainers who want to make a quick buck-- you're all the SAME!
Wh-- jeez, calm down! I'm not like-- trying to question your authority or something!! Take a chill pill!
YOU ARE OUT OF LINE!
The guys on the fifth floor said they could use their 'Gears during break!
WELL. This isn't the fifth floor, IS it?!
[There's a pause, and then a low, almost inaudible mutter on Heather's part of:]
Oppressive tyrant....
[... But apparently it wasn't inaudible enough.]
BACK IN MY DAY WE HAD TO TIE OUR MESSAGES TO PIDGEYS AND HOPE TO DEAR ARCEUS THAT THEY DIDN'T GET EATEN BY ARBOKS ON THE WAY THERE!!
E-eep!
I HAD TO WALK TWENTY MILES TO WORK EVERY DAY IN BLINDING SNOWSTO--
[The feed clicks off.]
[A very resentful-looking Heather slumped in her seat at the cash register, smoldering darkly and glaring at the file cabinet in the staff-room where her PokeGear had been dumped, locked, and left. The words 'AND YOU CAN HAVE IT AT THE END OF THE DAY IF YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!' were still ringing in her ears.]
[Jutting her chin out resentfully, she planted it on one palm with her scrawny elbow on the counter, plucking uncomfortably at the fairly-silly-looking Department Store clerk's uniform she had to wear. Yes, there was even a cutesy little hat and a popped collar.]
God, it's like high school all over again....
[ooc: Video replies will be answered later in the day when Heather gets off of work and has her PokeGear returned to her!]
[The feed flickers on and off a few times so anyone who's looking at Heather's channel is being treated to a sort of trippy view of the ceiling of one of the many floors in the Goldenrod Department Store, jiggling around as though the 'Gear is the subject of a tug-of-war.]
[And uh... judging by the voices that are conversing in heated tones somewhere off-screen, it is.]
I'm telling you for the last time, Temp! NOOOOO PokeGear use during your shift!
It's my break! I'm not even DOING anything right now!
DON'T you backsass me, young lady! I know your type! Traveling trainers who want to make a quick buck-- you're all the SAME!
Wh-- jeez, calm down! I'm not like-- trying to question your authority or something!! Take a chill pill!
YOU ARE OUT OF LINE!
The guys on the fifth floor said they could use their 'Gears during break!
WELL. This isn't the fifth floor, IS it?!
[There's a pause, and then a low, almost inaudible mutter on Heather's part of:]
Oppressive tyrant....
[... But apparently it wasn't inaudible enough.]
BACK IN MY DAY WE HAD TO TIE OUR MESSAGES TO PIDGEYS AND HOPE TO DEAR ARCEUS THAT THEY DIDN'T GET EATEN BY ARBOKS ON THE WAY THERE!!
E-eep!
I HAD TO WALK TWENTY MILES TO WORK EVERY DAY IN BLINDING SNOWSTO--
[The feed clicks off.]
[A very resentful-looking Heather slumped in her seat at the cash register, smoldering darkly and glaring at the file cabinet in the staff-room where her PokeGear had been dumped, locked, and left. The words 'AND YOU CAN HAVE IT AT THE END OF THE DAY IF YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!' were still ringing in her ears.]
[Jutting her chin out resentfully, she planted it on one palm with her scrawny elbow on the counter, plucking uncomfortably at the fairly-silly-looking Department Store clerk's uniform she had to wear. Yes, there was even a cutesy little hat and a popped collar.]
God, it's like high school all over again....
[ooc: Video replies will be answered later in the day when Heather gets off of work and has her PokeGear returned to her!]