007. Video

[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]

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather nods as well.]}

Yep.

But the first guy, he's all "What! What do I need this thing for, I'm already happy!"

And his friend was like "Oh. Well, you keep that and stuff." and he left.

So life went on as normal for the first guy.

But his son worked at a factory. Pretty sure this all happened back during the Industrial Revolution, so factories were pretty dangerous.

Needless to say...

_{[She drew a finger across her throat in the universal symbol for 'you deeeaaad, son'.]}

[Video]

[dementeddream.livejournal.com]

[Avice is now tugging at Rhode dress nearly tearing it. She gives her Pokemon a rather venomous galre. Avice is shocked for a moment before he sit with his arms crossed]

The boy died...

[She said in a serious tone]

[Video]

[foolishwren]

Yep. Mangled in the machinery.

Needless to say, the dad started thinking about using that monkey's paw.

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[dementeddream.livejournal.com]

[She covers her mouth her mouth at that. It's not out of surprise but the cover the smirk that formed]

It make sense since he lost his son...That poor man...

[Video]

[foolishwren]

_{[Naturally, it hides the smirk from Heather.]}

Anyway, then he finds out that his wife had already used the paw... to wish that their financial troubles would be over.

Wellp, it worked, 'cuz the factory gave them a hefty sum of money as an apology for their son's death.

Didn't help much, though. They were grieving too much. So the wife made another wish-- that their son would come back.

_{[yeah you can see where this is going.]}