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?

Comments

[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?

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

I didn't get to see them. What were they like? Were they monster bees? With fangs and giant stingers?

O-oh [he's not a big fan of ghost stories, mostly because he scares easily], I don't know that many ghost stories, but I thought I saw a ghost once!

Uh huh! I left about a couple days ago!

[foolishwren]

No fangs, but the stingers were like, a foot long. Each!

You saw one, huh? What happened?

Awesome! Hey, be careful, though, all right? I don't think those Beedrill are still around, but just in case...

S-sorry work ate me ;;

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

[Oh man, he wasn't expecting a serious answer. F-foot long stingers...] G-gosh, I'm glad I didn't meet them.

I saw one in a forest once! It turned it wasn't real though, the Professor said so. I'm pretty thankful it wasn't, I wouldn't want to meet a real ghost!

Don't worry, I'll be careful!

IT'S OKAY EVERYONE'S BEEN BUSY. And also notifications are borked so. <8I

[foolishwren]

Heh, real ghosts are pretty scary. Though I almost think I'd have preferred one to those bees.