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[foolishwren]

_{[It's dark. But judging by the orange, flickering light lighting up Heather's face as she does the customary squint-at-the-screen-to-make-sure-it's-recording motions, she's got a campfire lit. Satisfied, she puts it down on her pack and adjusts it a little before taking a seat in front of it. She's already laid out the sleeping bag and everything.]}

[Cujo the Growlithe and Arty the Sentret are both out of their Pokeballs, for once-- both are curled in a furry heap somewhere just barely in-view of the camera. Both are asleep .... unlike whatever owned the big red glowing eyes that were glimmering faintly in the dark somewhere behind Heather's back. She doesn't seem too concerned, though, as she's not paying much attention to them, for... for some reason. ... You'd think she'd be concerned.]
Yo.

Sorry to disappoint and all, but unfortunately, my little science experiment did not result in my death, so here I am to annoy you all a little more. Merry Christmas.

I'd also like to extend my thanks to Zack for helping me out with it. He fought valiantly in the great bee battle._{[She flips the horns at the camera and gives a serious nod.]}
You rule, bro.

Anyway. Was hopin' to catch one of those things, but by the time I got back to the scene of the crime-- _{[Why yes, the 'great bee battle' HAD mainly consisted of them running like sissies back to Cherrygrove. Is anyone surprised by this?]} -- they'd all decided they had somewhere better to be. Figures. Ignorance always flees in the wake of science, am I right?

Anyway..._{[The customary pause in which she remembers what she'd originally decided to annoy people via pointless video transmissions for anyway. ... After a moment or so, she snaps her fingers before tugging her knees to her chest and propping her chin on them. Now she remembers. Camping in the woods at night was something she'd never done as a kid (she and her father hadn't really been the country type), but every kid knows there's a few traditional activities one must take part in. She doesn't have anything to make s'mores with, so that left...]}
Oh yeah. So. Nighttime on the way to Violet City. Did I mention before that these woods are creepy as hell at night? Camping sucks. But... I'm bored, and even though I'm prooobably gonna regret this...

_{[She sort of wished she had a flashlight to hold under her face spookily, as was tradition, but aw heck.]}

...Anybody got some good ghost stories?

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[Video] I could not resist ><

[dementeddream.livejournal.com]

Yes, these wood are a little scary...

[Of course she cheers up at the ghost stories] Oh! I know a good story! My uncle was the one who told me!

[Video] hahahahaa of course.

[foolishwren]

Really! Let's hear it.

_{[Heather doesn't scare easily, but come on, middle of the woods, pitch black... she doesn't even LIKE ghost stories. It just seems like the thing to do.]}

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[vagabondfool.livejournal.com]

...I was traveling with a ghost. Does that count?

Hah, but really, for stories... I dunno. Got lots of stories, most of them true, but I'm not sure how scary any of them are.

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[foolishwren]

... Yeah, sure, I'd say it counts.

And hah. Same goes for me, and I know they're scary. But they're not appropriate campfire material.

_{[Or appropriate ANYTHING material. In any case, Heather's not looking for legitimately skin-crawling stories-- just stupid stuff. You know, 'I am the ghost with the bloody finger' and the like.]}

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[restardom.livejournal.com]

[ forget stories, she is POINTING A FINGER-- and one goddamned adorable Mareep is staring at the camera with fascination. ] H-Heather, behind you--

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[foolishwren]

_{[Slooow blink. ... And then she laughs.]}

Oh, come on, girlfriend, you don't think I'm gonna be fooled by that old trick, do you?

_{[The red eyes blinked. And-- ... OH SHIT THEY'RE GETTING BIGGER!!!]}

[idkmybffcoffee.livejournal.com]

I heard 'bout the bees. Glad everyone came outta it alright, sister.

[ There's a pause as he considers the ghost story thing -- well, hey, he's been hanging around the afterlife long enough that there has to be something worth telling. And camping out does get boring, even in his part of the woods.

He hasn't noticed the eyes yet. ]

I might have a story.

[foolishwren]

Yep, not gonna lie, it was pretty fuckin' brutal. Those things are crazy.

... Yeah? _{[She props her chin up in one hand.]} I don't have anything better to do tonight, so by all means, feel free to share.

[magical-logic.livejournal.com]

...Congratulations on your continued survival.

[foolishwren]

Thanks! Yeah, I'm pretty much a prodigy.

How YOU doin'?

[honor-first.livejournal.com]

Nah, Heather! You rule!!

That was fun as hell!

[... not that he realizes this, but... literally.]

[foolishwren]

We'll have to do it again sometime!

_{[Except... without the poisoning. She was kind of glad he apparently didn't remember that part. She wasn't about to tell him about it, either. Ignorance was bliss!]}

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

Glad to see you're still okay!

And uhm...ghost stories?

[foolishwren]

Aw, a few Beedrill can't kill off little old me!

And yeah, ghost stories. I figure, y'know, camping and whatnot... _{[... Nooooot that she wants to, y'know, be traumatizing any little children. At least not on purpose.]}

Say, did you start on your way to Violet City too?

[travelbycandy.livejournal.com]

I don't really have any ghost stories... but I've run across some pretty scary stuff while traveling the worlds back home!

[foolishwren]

That's right... Kairi mentioned you guys were real... uh, world travelers. _{[In the LARGE sense of the phrase.]}

Anything juicy?

_{[Heather stop prying it's not like you're planning on telling anybody about YOUR creepy-ass backstory.]}

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[philanthrotaku.livejournal.com]

Good to know you didn't get mauled by giant hornets. [His tone was lightly joking, but he was at least sincere.] ...I'm going to really hope those eyes behind you belong to one of those owl things.

Let's see, ghost stories... I might know a few from when I was a kid. [Hard not to, when you're a teenager in the most haunted state ever that does nothing but read.]

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[foolishwren]

Like those things could possibly be tough enough to kill me off! _{[She gives a double thumbs-up to the camera, before blinking, pausing, and looking over her shoulder.]} ..... OH GOD NO-- naaah it's just Claudy. _{[Scooting aside slightly, she pulls the reluctant Hoothoot from behind her. It's not a baby or anything, but it's probably young because it has almost disproportionately large eyes, even for a Hoothoot. ... It's a little creepy actually. Guess what inspired Heather to make the ghost story requests?]} I caught her the other day.

Oh man, the ones you learn as a kid are the best. _{[Namely in that a lot of them were so retarded in hindsight that years later sometimes you can't even figure out why they scared you so much. ... Well. Unless they were the exact opposite which was pretty common, too.]} Did you ever read those 'Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark' books? With those creepy-as-fuck illustrations? Dad used to get all worried whenever I took those things out of the library.

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[bakaitoukid]

Ever hear the one about the ghost in the mirror?

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[foolishwren]

Y'mean the whole 'Bloody Mary' thing? I've heard that one.

[itssextillion.livejournal.com]

I'm dead. I have stories.

[foolishwren]

... Really.

_{[... As unenthusiastic as that sounds, it IS a prompt to continue, so... have at it, Sho.]}

[donteatmyliver.livejournal.com]

Do they have to be fake?

[foolishwren]

Well, seems everyone else has a true story to tell, so I guess not.

Have at it.

[boldandresolute.livejournal.com]

[Did you know that Liquid can be completely silent when he wants to be? It happened to be part of his training with the British military.]

[Liquid is also a giant dick.]

[There is a large British man sneaking up behind you, Heather.]

[And grabbing you.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Heather's been through a lot of bad stuff. Heather knows how to stay alert, how to hear things coming and either get the holy fuck out of their way or be prepared to take them down herself. Heather was hard to scare.]

[... Of course, it had been a whole year since she'd last encountered a monster, she had no radio to alert her to oncoming unwanted presences, and she'd just been listening to a bunch of admittedly unimpressive stories that nonetheless featured several of her phobias. Meep.]

[Letting out a squeal at the top of her lungs, Heather twisted around and did the first thing that came to mind, which was... to, well, try and punch Liquid in the face.]

[Meanwhile, Cujo the derpdog came awake in a frenzy of fur and fury, and ... did not do anything useful aside from just barking his brains out and trampling the Sentret who he'd been curled up with.]</sub>

AAAGH!

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[mayonnaised]

Merry what...? [BUT STORIES. Alma does love stories.]

What kind of stories are ghost stories? I read a lot of stories, but I don't remember any being called ghost stories...

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[foolishwren]

Uh... y'know. Stories about ghosts. Basically.

[1-2-jango-zzzz.livejournal.com]

It's Christmas already?!

[foolishwren]

_{[OH GOD THIS GUY WAS SCARIER THAN ANY GHOST STORY.]}

Uh....

....... Yes.