foolishwren | 51. Video

_{[When the feed blinks on, it's snowing.]

[More specifically, it's snowing outside-- the vantage point is high, aiming downwards from the fourth-story window of Heather's hotel room at the street corner below. The snowflakes are thick and fat and have been coming down for awhile.]

[Heather is nowhere to be seen-- looks like she's the one holding the camera. Her voice, however, is clearly recognizable, albeit it's hushed-- and there's a couple of other voices in the background, too..]}

Hit record. Hit record, dammi--

Okay-- okay, shut up, Liquid, I'm filming.

HHEM.

Sup, Johto?

It's just a little past one-thirty in the morning. It's snowing, and we have made a discovery.

_{[Around this point, another voice cuts in-- one belonging to a familiar disapproving scientist.]}

Heather, this really isn't something you should be broadcasting, think of those peop--

THAT DISCOVERY is that a certain street-corner is a one-ingredient recipe for destruction. Please observe.

_{[The camera zooms in on a corner of the sidewalk down below-- it looks innocuous enough, but hey, look at that rich, snooty-looking lady walking down the sidewalk! She's got a fashionable-looking PokeGear pinched between her shoulder and ear, and her arms are full of shopping bags. A live Furret appears to be wrapped around her neck.]

[When Heather speaks, her voice is full of barely-restrained laughter.]}

She has.

No.

Idea.

That her life is about to be changed forever.

_{[The camera follows the woman's progress as she heads down the sidewalk-- and then, as she steps off the curb to cross the street at the corner... her feet go out from under her, her bags fly in the air, and she lands on her back on the ground, sliding gracefully across the street. The Furret, now puffed-up and horrified, trails behind her.]

[Meanwhile, there's a small explosion of muffled laughter from off-screen that continues for the entire period of time that the woman tries-- and continually fails-- to collect her bags and get up.]}

AHAHAHH! Right on her ARSE!

Liquid, don't encourage her--

Ohoho my god, she just keeps falling down!

Heather, that's-- pfffhhah-- AHEM. Heather, that's NOT funny. It's-- pffff

Look-- wait-- I think she's gonna make it-- she's gonna-- ... no she's not.

_{[EVENTUALLY, the woman finally struggles upright and carries on her way huffily-- but the video goes onwards.]

[For those staying on Heather's channel, they will be treated to footage of many individuals-- random teenagers, businessmen, even a traveling Nurse Joy-- all coming face to face with the dreaded Icy Corner and losing the battle in various hilarious, slapstick ways.]

[And then, eventually ... A certain individual of note comes walking down the street. Who could it be? Well, Heather doesn't recognize him (considering the circumstances under which they met), although he'd certainly recognize her if he saw her...]}

_{[The camera zooms in on him, shakily.]}

Oh my god. Oh my god. It's a policeman.

Is he prepared.

HEATHER. Do you have NO respec--

--To meet the Corner of Doom?

You are a sadistic child.

Let's find out.

Wait for it...

_{[The feed's audio is dominated by three hushed voices laughing hysterically before it cuts out.]}

[ooc: Green is Otacon, Orange is Liquid, normal is Heather.]

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[A mortified expression appears on Larry's face as he feels himself losing control of his feet.]

Oh go--

[Larry disappears from the 'Gear's screen as he attempts to regain his balance.

However, it's a lost cause because he is beyond saving now.]

[Sliding a little further into the street, Larry's feet come out from under him. As he makes his descent, the 'Gear flies out of his hand into a pile of snow nearby, and he lands hard on his back.

It probably looked glorious.]

Well, I do have a Charizard...

[He's pondering this just a little.]

I just don't know if I'd be up to it. Last thing I'd want is to get arrested.

_{[And Heather will take a break from her (fairly cruel) amusement at the poor policeman's misfortune to just appreciate the fact that the kid is laughing. Little guy really could stand to do this more often.]}

Ah-ah. Not gonna happen. I don't like the police.

Anyway, he looks fine.

Nah, most of them seem okay.

It's just-- pfft-- that corner.

Wh-- aww, Rise, he'll be fine!

_{[DON'T LISTEN TO HER RISE, HEATHER IS A TERRIBLE INFLUENCE.]}

_{[.... WHEEZE.]

[The snowdrift where Larry's 'Gear disappeared to will be blaring a hysterical laughing fit because on the other end of the line, that's what Heather is doing. Yes. She saw that entire thing. And yes, it is all on camera.]

[Brb hitting 'Save'.]}

I might drop you out the window ONTO the patch of ice.

_{[OH. WELL. :I THAT WORKED TOO.]

[Once safely on solid ground again, Jerry finally picked himself up for good, brushing off his sleeves.]}

Jeeze louise... gotta thank you and your fine Pokemon there, buddy. What a trip!

Just that one? I'll...be on the look out for it.

Say, are you still working at the Department store?

Pff, the cops in this world are easy to dodge.

I don't see why you couldn't get away with it.

_{[DON'T LISTEN TO HER RIKKU SHE IS A TERRIBLE INFLUENCE.]}

Hm? Oh, yeah-- weekdays, noon till five.

Why?

N-no problem, uh...pfffhahaha--

[Oh god, he couldn't look at the guy without remembering that SPECTACULAR fall.]

--I uh. Have a thing to get to--fffhahahaha--s-so try to be careful.

[He'd just sprint back to the hotel snickering like a lunatic, Kadabra following close behind.]

Well, I'm in the city now, so I thought I'd stop by and visit. [Small smile] Are you feeling up to a battle any time soon?

I've still got bruises on my back, I can't just sit back and watch him do some kind of failed figure skating attempt.

Not one for subtly, are we?

[He is in such good spirits because of you(r cruelty) Heather.

He pauses his laughing after a while, still grinning with mirth.]

W..where is that corner, by the way? I don't think it would do me much good to fall there, myself.

[Right about here is where we insert some really creepy laughter (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GoyTITmAiIc). At least it's directed to Officer Faceplant there instead of from beating up people?]

_{[Puzzlette frowns a little.]}
You...don't like the police? Oh, my, are you in some kind of trouble?

Well, I suppose if he's alright, there's no need for it.

_{[POOR, POOR JERRY. No one would ever take him seriously, would they? The cop just looks after Otacon quizzically before readjusting his scarf and continuing on his way-- but not before having another close call on a DIFFERENT patch of ice first.]}

[When he got back to the room, Otacon was out of breath, scratched and bruised up by his multiple falls, and still snickering.]

[Even his Kadabra looked somewhat amused by all this.]

...I'd say 'stop laughing', but I know it wouldn't help.

A-- ... battle?

_{[It had been awhile since anybody had invited her to one. She grins crookedly.]}

Sure! My guys could use a workout.

... Aw fine, be a spoilsport! _{[MOCK HUFF.]

[Jerry will be grateful of the help, though!]}

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