foolishwren | [Action in the ~*~Goldenrod Department Store~*~] FOURTH WALL EVENT POST

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[Action in the ~~Goldenrod Department Store~~] FOURTH WALL EVENT POST

_{[OOC: HI GUYS. As per usual with my TL;DR event posts, reading this is more or less optional. All you need to know is that Heather's in the Goldenrod City Department Store, and that you are free to bother her in ANY WAY YOU SEE FIT, anywhere in the store.
Posts on my end might be a little slow, but I AM online and will be replying to every tag!
Out-of-game dudes, welcome to Route for the weekend! I hope you enjoy your stay, and hope that maybe we'll be snagging a few of you for good. ;)]}

_{[Well, Saturday came, and despite the injuries and wreckage accumulated at the Department Store from the aftermath of that robbery, a big mall can't staff itself! As such, the employees have all been respectfully ordered to come back and help with cleaning things up, because god forbid they close the store for a few days!]

[And so, wearing her stupid little employee uniform, a tired Heather got up early with her newly-recovered Pokemon in-pocket (she didn't normally take them to work with her, but given the events there, she was feeling less confident about the prospect of being without them in case of an emergency. And besides, she sort of wanted to spoil them a little bit for all they'd been through), and made her way morosely to the big shiny building.]

[The whole way, Cujo pranced and gamboled around her, completely oblivious to his Trainer's sour mood.]

[She shoved the revolving door a little harder than necessary and went through it, taking care not to let the simple-minded Growlithe get stuck in the turnstyle.]

[And gueeeessss who was right there waiting in the lobby for her, surrounded by bustling janitors carrying around busted vending machines and sweeping up rubble?]}

ABOUT TIME YOU SHOWED UP!

BACK IN MY DAY, SNOTTY KIDS WHO TOOK TOO MUCH TIME OFF OF WORK WERE FLOGGED AND PUBLICLY HUMILIATED!

.... And back in your day, the elderly fell behind and got eaten by saber-toothed tigers...

WHAT WAS THAT?!

Ugh... nothing...

I'VE HAD ABOUT ENOUGH OF YOUR LIP. MY DELICATE HEART CANNOT ABIDE SUCH DISRESPECT. GO HELP THE JANITORS ON THE SECOND FLOOR BEFORE YOUR INSOLENCE BEGINS TO ENDANGER MY HEALTH.

Yes, ma'am...

AND GET THAT FILTHY MUTT IN A POKEBALL IMMEDIATELY!!

_{[Making a sour face, Heather promptly flipped the old bat off as she went huffing away to scream at someone else who didn't deserve it.]}

Don't listen to 'er, Cooj. You might be a filthy mutt, but she's a bitch and that's ten times worse. We gotta stop at the laundry room first. I'll let you chew on one of her skirts.

_{[Cujo panted up at her happily, having absolutely no idea that the supervisor had called him anything, and promptly walked into a potted plant because he wasn't watching where he was going.]}

~*~

_{[The employee laundry room yawned ominously away from the doorway, its gray-green basement lights buzzing in that ugly way that old, out-of-date electronics that no higher-up has felt necessary to replace so often do. The gaps between the tiles here were always wet, and filled with that gritty mush that resulted when bits of powdered laundry detergent spilled onto a damp floor and was allowed to sit. The whole place smelled like stagnant water from the machine in the corner that was always broken and filled up with cloudy water that nobody bothered to drain for weeks.]

[Old uniforms were strewn across the floor like corpses of long-forgotten staff members who had been trapped down here and died horribly.]}

... Same old, same old...

_{[Heather sighed and stepped in, her boots skidding slightly on the soapscum-covered floor.]}

Don't eat anything I don't tell you is okay, Cooj.

_{[She leaned over the bin of clean uniforms, digging around in it with still-bandaged arms. She needed a new hat and didn't fancy getting screamed at for not having one if she was caught without it on the job.]}

Jesus, there can't be like fifty thousand clean shirts and no hats...

_{[Then she stopped and looked over her shoulder, brows furrowed. Cujo was standing stiffly behind her, his creamy hackles raised and normally-happy brown eyes wide and staring. A low, unsettled growl was drifting out of his throat and his stare was settled firmly on the employee lockers across the room. Swallowing, Heather withdrew from the bin slowly.]}

... What is it, boy?

_{[The growl increased in volume, and Heather frowned worriedly, following his gaze.]

[The source of his anxiety became clear instantly.]

[The door to Locker no. 9 was rattling gently, occasionally thumping. There was something inside it. Trying to get out.]

[The hairs on the back of Heather's neck stood up.]

[... It's... it's deja vu all over again...]

[The rattling was replaced by an insistent, metallic banging. Heather gulped, and reached out to pick up a nearby metal laundry basket.]}

Stay here, Cooj...

_{[Slowly, warily, she approached the locker. As though sensing her nearing presence, the banging became louder and more violent. Adamant. Biting her lip, Heather reached out with a bandaged hand... and opened the locker.]}

--AAAUGH!

_{[The laundry basket went clanging to the floor as Heather fell backwards, knocked onto the damp, gritty floor as whatever was in the locker came lunging out at her like a desperate predator, barreling its warm weight into her chest and knocking her off-balance. Cujo erupted into a frenzy of barking and whimpering, knocking over the laundry bin as he turned in alarmed circles.]

[Heather thrashed on the floor, throwing the attacker off in the process and struggling to sit up defensively, teeth bared.]}

I-- GET OFF! I'LL-- You-- .... uh. .... Huh?

_{[The attacker wagged its little cinnamon-bun of a tail, the speaker on its headphones giving out a cheery little crackle of static.]}

ARF!

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_{[>8I AND HEATHER IS OLDER AND COULD PROBABLY GET YOU IN A HEADLOCK AND MAKE YOU SAY UNCLE SO WHAT SHE SAYS GOES, LITTLE SIS.]

[She stands up. ... Could it be that she's gonna play the GOOD role model for once?]}

Yeah, well, TOO BAD.

You are FIFTEEN, weird shadow stripper thing, and that means PANTS, and some kind of shirt!

You can frolick merrily through the flowers in total pantslessness once you turn eighteen, but TILL then, you are gonna put some damn clothes on and you are gonna LIKE IT!

_{[... Well, that's it. The world has clearly ended. Heather has become her father. Any second now, Cthulu will rise from the depths and Tinky Winky will eat the Southern Hemisphere.]}

[for a moment there the Shadow looks... genuinely surprised]

[but only for a moment, before she breaks out into a giggling laugh]

Oooh, you think you're so funny. What are you going to do to stop me? I push the limits of standards and practices all the time~

I'm going to bare it all, and the whole world will see me for what I really am!

_{[Ohhh giiiiiiiiirl no you didn't.]

[Heather Mason does not like to be challenged. Heather Mason is gonna lay a smackdown.]

[Her eyes narrow.]}

... What you REALLY ARE, my friend, is three years away from being legal.

... And what I am, is bigger than you, and capable of giving a mean Indian Burn.

You are going to come with me to the clothing department. Now.

_{[WHICH WAY WE GONNA DO THIS, NEKKID RISE? THE EASY WAY OR THE HARD WAY?]

[... along the sidelines, the ogling boys start to excitedly whisper a single word: "CATFIGHT!!!"]}

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Ahahahaha! [NEKKID RISE DOES NOT FEAR YOU]

You think you can beat me? I am a Shadow-- the true self! I have power you can't even hope to compare with!

_{[That's okay, NEKKID RISE. Heather does not fear you either!]

[She smirks.]}

Oh. I see.

_{[She takes a second to briefly glance around at the watching crowd. ... It's not something she likes to admit, or even really think about under normal circumstances (it's just too weird, and as far as everything was concerned, she preferred to think of herself as a normal kid), but... it's... it's too perfect a comeback, and if anyone questions her on it later, she could always say she was just being boastful and snarky on principal. Besides, she's sorta kinda thinking that this whole day might in fact be a dream.]}

Nice to meet you, Shadow.

I happen to be a God.

_{[And with that, she actually STEPS ON THE COUNTER and LUNGES ACROSS IT. AT NEKKID RISE. WITH SURPRISING FEROCITY.]}

[CUE HIGH PITCHED SCREECH as Nekkid Rise darts out of the way of Heather's lunging... ONLY TO LUNGE AT THE GIRL HERSELF.

Those boys jeering for a cat fight? Y-yeah, totally got one]

_{[Oh yeah, they're getting a catfight, all right!]

[Luckily for Heather? She is a CHAMPION of schoolyard brawls. She knows all the tricks and she's also that kid who was impossible to hang onto or tag because she had figured out how to get out of headlocks and pins from other schoolchildren like nobody's business. She was a TERROR.]

[And she was going to use that on Shadow Rise, nekkidness or not.]

[Wearing a classic aggravating "OH. OH. WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO? WHERE AM I GONNA COME AT YOU? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW!!!" grin, Heather dodges to the side and continues to bob around evasively, making fake little lurches in Nekkid Rise's direction on occasion, just to keep her on her toes!]}

[Shadow lets out another angry cry as she lunges at Heather again. MAN Heather is lucky Shadow doesn't have Rise here crying 'YOU'RE NOT ME' and giving her power to evolve into some scary rainbow stripper with badass fire and ice spells.

But since she can't do that, she is just going to... continue to chase Heather, grabbing for her and attempting to drag her down to the floor]

_{[She is indeed VERY lucky. Because... yeah after everything else that's happened today, she just doesn't have it in her to fight a giant rainbow stripper. That's just... too much, man. Too much.]

[For the moment, though, she's in her element-- bouncing around JUST out of reach, and-- dude is she reaching out and flicking stripper Rise's forehead at every safe opportunity? ... Yes. Yes she is.]}

Aw, come ON, man! Is this the best you can do?

_{[And then-- she just holds still! Smirking! For a whole three seconds! GET HER, STRIPPER RISE!! SHOW HER WHO'S THE REAL BADASS HERE.]}

[OH SHE'S GONNA GET HER ALL RIGHT. Lunging at Heather with another SCREAM of rage. I WILL TAKE YOU DOWN YOU HO >|]

_{[OH SNAP SHE'S GONNA GET HER-- SHE'S GONNA-- wait no never mind. Heather twists around the oncoming nekkid Rise, and in the process, tries to get an arm around her neck, headlocking her if possible. And if THAT works, she'll grab for one of her wrists, too-- twisting it behind her back. Because... y-yeah she'd rather not let herself go crashing to the floor and give all those boys fantasy material for many weeks to come. ... Though all things considered, this might do that too. :( Oops.]}

Settle DOWN, boobs mcgee.

[she manages to grab her, pulling her into a successful headlock. But Shadow doesn't stop there-- she is now kicking and struggling and trying to knock Heather down as she does so]

I just want people to look at me--!

_{[OW, jesus, ow. It's HARD holding onto her-- especially since the last thing Heather wants to do is ... like... accidentally grope her or something. 8(;; It's still RISE. So she tightens her grip and braces her legs stiffly as she tries to walk the Shadow in the direction of the stairs to the upper floor-- lurching and wobbling with the effort of hanging on.]}

Ohhhh, they're lookin' at you all right.

Me, I'd be more comfortable if they looked at you as something OTHER than fantasy material, all right?

_{[Her tone isn't necessarily MEAN, but it IS firm-- with somebody else? She just might not have cared. So some dumb teen wants to prance around naked, good for her, yawn, let's call security. But this is RISE.]}

You can't take me away from my audience!

[a slightly unreasonable Rise, but hey, that's what Shadows are]

I want to show every inch of myself to everyone who will watch!

Yes, I can, and I am.

_{[AND SHE IS. She'll drag nekkid Rise up those stairs if she has to, away from the ogling crowd-- and hell, if she throws Heather off and flees, she'll chase her through the mall like someone chases a small child who has escaped from the bathtub and is hightailing it down the street naked.]}

If you wanna make everyone look at you and go 'Man, that is one skanky ho', fine, but not while I'M around.

Because Rise is my friend and I care about her.

Not like THOSE jackasses.

_{[She jerks her head at the gaggle of boys who are crowding around the bottom of the staircase, trying to get a better look at the retreating pair.]}

Also, you're fifteen. It can wait.

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