Heather Mason (
foolishwren) wrote2011-01-02 12:14 am
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Entry tags:
- *ace attorney: phoenix wright,
- *artemis fowl: artemis fowl,
- *bleach: ise nanao,
- *dcmk: kaito kuroba,
- *final fantasy: oerba yun fang,
- *fullmetal alchemist: envy,
- *junjou romantica: misaki takahashi,
- *metal gear solid: hal 'otacon' emmerich,
- *metal gear solid: huey emmerich,
- *metal gear solid: old snake,
- *metal gear solid: revolver ocelot,
- *persona 4: rise kujikawa,
- *silent hill: james sunderland,
- *yu-gi-oh!: crow hogan,
- a letter to my future self,
- absol,
- accidental video,
- alessa,
- all's well that ends well,
- bad memories,
- brooding mcbroodypants,
- eggs! eggs everywhere!,
- fear for the flesh,
- godzilla,
- goldenrod city,
- how does i feed babby,
- i've got a bad feeling about this,
- ic,
- past lives,
- shaking fists at the sky,
- silent hill survivors club,
- the town that takes all,
- totodile,
- unexplained anxiety,
- video
50. Accidental Video
[When the feed flickers on, it's first displaying a somewhat unsteady view of Heather's back. Occasionally it swivels back and forth shakily-- showing a blurry view of what looked like a lot of cracked eggshells. There were a few towels lying crumpled on the floor, as well. Her voice, muffled and slightly blotted out by the constant clicking and rattling noises resulting from the Totodile claws that are grappling to keep hold on the camera.]
--thought you weren't gonna make it before the first day've the New Year was over. Guess you like cuttin' it close to the wire, huh little guy?
[There's something small but fuzzy and ragged-looking draped over her shoulder, jostling slightly as she rubs it down with a towel.]
[It's white, mostly-- with spiky, damp hair and something indistinct sticking out of its head-- something black and sickle-like. A reaper-y blade.]
Guess it's appropriate, though.
[She sits back and the camera's view scurries forward a little bit, swiveling upwards insistently. Catching sight of it (and its carrier-- guess who) out of the corner of her eye, Heather turns with a quirked brow.]
Wh-- Zilla, put that thing down, you're gonna break it.
[She uses one hand to better support the fuzzy white thing cradled against her shoulder and makes a sort of halfhearted grab for Godzilla and the 'Gear with the other-- he dances out of reach, but she does hit a button and the Pokedex function comes online.]
... Predicting disasters, huh.
Guess I'm safe, then. Mine's already happened.
I know just what I'm gonna call you.
[Curious about the newest addition to their little motley crew, Godzilla inches forward with the camera once again, zooming in on the little creature's face. As the view gets clearer, a single red eye-- the one not obscured by a limp mop of white fur-- drifts open.]

How do you feel about 'Alessa'?
[ooc: TAGS WILL COME TOMORROW-- I just realized I'm running a fever and shit's starting to move that really shouldn't. SORRY ILU GUYS. I'll-- .. um, I'll be back later. 8(;]
--thought you weren't gonna make it before the first day've the New Year was over. Guess you like cuttin' it close to the wire, huh little guy?
[There's something small but fuzzy and ragged-looking draped over her shoulder, jostling slightly as she rubs it down with a towel.]
[It's white, mostly-- with spiky, damp hair and something indistinct sticking out of its head-- something black and sickle-like. A reaper-y blade.]
Guess it's appropriate, though.
[She sits back and the camera's view scurries forward a little bit, swiveling upwards insistently. Catching sight of it (and its carrier-- guess who) out of the corner of her eye, Heather turns with a quirked brow.]
Wh-- Zilla, put that thing down, you're gonna break it.
[She uses one hand to better support the fuzzy white thing cradled against her shoulder and makes a sort of halfhearted grab for Godzilla and the 'Gear with the other-- he dances out of reach, but she does hit a button and the Pokedex function comes online.]
ABSOL, the DISASTER POKEMON. It has the ability to predict disasters and impending danger. Its tendency to only appear before humans prior to disasters has earned it a reputation as an evil omen and often caused it to become a target, leading to the species becoming even more shy and reclusive.
... Predicting disasters, huh.
Guess I'm safe, then. Mine's already happened.
I know just what I'm gonna call you.
[Curious about the newest addition to their little motley crew, Godzilla inches forward with the camera once again, zooming in on the little creature's face. As the view gets clearer, a single red eye-- the one not obscured by a limp mop of white fur-- drifts open.]

How do you feel about 'Alessa'?
[ooc: TAGS WILL COME TOMORROW-- I just realized I'm running a fever and shit's starting to move that really shouldn't. SORRY ILU GUYS. I'll-- .. um, I'll be back later. 8(;]
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Good idea! I thought there were too many bags for just ice cream...
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I wasn't sure what you'd like, so-- hang on-- [She paused to unlock the door and shoulder her way inside.]-- so I just got a bunch of mini-cartons. Me, I'm a dulce de leche kinda woman, so I got TWO of that. Except they just call it 'caramel' here. Maybe French doesn't exist in this world.
[Except that that probably wasn't French. Heather was awesome at foreign languages.]
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[ Rise won't judge, she makes faces and DO NOT WANT gestures every time English comes up. ]
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[Flicking the lights on, Heather drops the bag with the cooler onto the end of the bed and heads over to turn the bedside lamp on as well. As you might expect, her room's a bit of a disaster-- MORE of one since Christmas meant that she now had MORE STUFF.]
[Her Pokemon are curled up here and there around the room-- although Cujo comes awake INSTANTLY and comes snorfling excitedly over to Rise because that's just what he does.]
[Over in the corner, however, are a couple of new additions-- the baby Absol, for one-- hardly visible due to being not much more than a tiny ball of white-- and, lying protectively next to her, a Ponyta, who lets out a quiet whicker as Heather and Rise enter the room.]
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Please excuse this INCREDIBLY GIRLY NOISE that just came out of her because PONYTA and BALL OF WHITE and dammit Heather, getting all the adorable ones + DEMON OWL. She's immediately wading her way over there to say hello. ]
Look at you two! Heather, you didn't say anything about having a Ponyta!
[action] sob because I am addicted to this art program
[Heather actually JUMPS slightly at the squeal, whipping around, only to sag in relief once she realizes-- oh. It's just the Pony Noise (tm).]
Oh-- uh, must've slipped my mind, heh. She was a gift from Liquid.
[THAT'S RIGHT. Big tough military guy went and got his little sister a pony. D'awwhhhh.]
Her name's Carousel.
[And Heather is ever so slightly scared of her because she is ON FIRE.]
[The Ponyta stretches her neck out curiously to give Rise's hand a few sniffs. The Absol remains asleep-- or no, wait, she's awake-- her eyes are open. But she's holding very still. Looks like she's pretty timid.]
[... The fact that Cujo is currently stomping all over the place and nipping playfully at Rise's sleeves probably does not help.]
[action] oh my god that's gorgeous *A*
And, she'll release a certain fluffy thing to keep Cujo company. Himiko's riding in her backpack, and she'll spare Heather the joy of SHELLOS SLIME. So have a Flareon instead, Cujo. ]
[action] fff thank you ;-;
Anyway, here she is... I'm just glad she hasn't lit anything on fire yet...
[The flames only seemed to get hot enough to harm when the pony WANTED them to, and thankfully she seemed pretty chill.
Did you see what I did there.][Carousel soaked up the attention like a sponge-- Alessa seemed a little more standoffish. She didn't back away or bite, but she stayed curled up as she was stroked-- silent, too. Shy straight from the egg, it seemed.]
[Cujo, meanwhile, was THRILLED at the arrival of another playmate, and showed his feelings by running in circles around the room a few times and then bringing the Flareon a pair of Heather's jeans as a peace offering.]
[Heather, meanwhile, was shoving the ice cream into the cooler before it all melted.]
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Y-yeah, that'd be pretty bad. But she looks like such a good girl, so I'm sure it'll be okay.
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Yeah, she's sweet. I don't know much about horses, but she's been pretty quiet.
ANYWAY.
Heads up!
[She tosses Rise a little carton of ice cream.]
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[ thank you reflexes that come from dancing onstage, she's catching it neatly. ] Thanks. Do you have any spoons?
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[She's pulling a package of plastic spoons out of the bag with the cooler in it.]
I bought a ton. I was kinda sick of eating things with my fingers like a heathen anyway.
[She grins and shoves a few pillows from the bed onto the floor. One of them winds up being Arty. WHUMP.]
[The Furret lifts her head to give the entire room a sour look.]
... Oh. Whoops.
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[Heather ignored this silent exchange entirely. She was kicking her boots off and sort of tossing them in the general direction of the door with her feet-- apparently she couldn't be bothered to walk back over there, herself.]
Holy crap, it has been WAY too long since I've had a sleepover.
I think the last time I did, it was back during like... the princess phase.
[... The times when she'd crashed at random peoples' houses after parties did not count.]
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I don't think I've ever had one.
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... You poor thing.
[Without another word, she heads over and steers Rise over to the spot she'd dumped all the pillows in.]
I don't have makeover materials [And she's inwardly thanking the heavens for that.] or girly princess movies, but I think we'll be able to make do anyway.
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... Wow, Rise. ]
I think we miiiight be a little too old for girly princess movies, anyway.
[ except Rise's probably the type to get enthralled at any age. ]
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[She flops down onto one of the pillows, looking thoughtful.]
S'too bad we don't have any, actually... we could've brought Liquid in here to watch with us!
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[She mimed having flowy hair and fluttering her eyelashes for a second before reaching over and grabbing one of the little ice cream cartons out of the cooler.]
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He is really pretty for a guy.
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Seriously.
You should see him obsess over his hair, too. No man will ever love a woman as much as Liquid loves his hair.
I tease him about it sometimes but he gets all huffy.
[And usually smacked her upside the head.]
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Maybe even less likely.
Oh, Heather, she's missed you. ]
Well, if I had hair like his, I'd love it, too. Except I don't think I could pull off blonde very well.
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You don't think so?
[Heather paused briefly to stroke her chin in a thoughtful manner and squint at Rise.]
... Yeah, I think you're better off goin' natural, actually. Red's nice.
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It's helped me stand out in a crowd, so it's kind of a blessing and a curse.
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[action] CUTEST ICON EVER FOR THAT
[action] I KNOW RIGHT
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