Heather Mason (
foolishwren) wrote2012-11-25 12:09 pm
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98. [Action for Saffron City, backdated to Friday]

[It's funny, because these sorts of weekends have come to be ones that Heather dreads, clear memories or no. She doesn't remember much of them when they roll around, but she remembers enough, and usually what she remembers is bad.]
[So yeah, she's sort of been walking on eggshells, waiting for this to happen.]
[BUT... between all the craziness going down throughout November... bundling over to Kanto with the rest of her family to cheer Crow on during the Tournament, spending Thanksgiving in the packed-to-bursting household of a grumpy FBI agent and the enormously large family unit he seems to have somehow gathered (despite... being himself) ...]
[It drives weird dreamy weekends filled with amnesia and horror and the Koolaid Man bursting through the wall out of the mind, a little!]
[.... Which is why, yeah, uh, she's out taking Cooj for a nighttime walk on Friday night, and doesn't quite notice anything's up yet.]
[Or the pink bunny following her around.]
[OOC: Tags may be horrendously slow due to NaNo, but I had to hiatus-break at least a LITTLE for 4th Wall! Robbie the Rabbit will be lingering in the background of any given thread, but feel free to throw anything at Heather and not bother with the spooky pink bunny chillin over there.]
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You're fine.
The opposite of fucked, actually.
You probably won't even remember this.
[... ME, on the other hand...]
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Okay. Now's when you tell me straight exactly what's going on.
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This is a different world.
Full of people and animals and cities and shit like any other, but it's NOT Earth.
Anyway. For whatever reason, about two and a half years ago, people from OTHER worlds started popping up in this one for no reason anyone can discern. They all show up in the same place, they get a Pokemon, yadda yadda.
And they just stay here until they poof back home at some point.
And that's how I got here.
... But once or twice a year, this place goes INSANE and all kinds of shit starts showing up everywhere.
But it disappears after a few days.
... So, uh.
Yeah.
Be happy.
You won't be here for long.
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So basically I just have to survive a few days and then this is going to be over. Okay.
... wait.
Pokemon?
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...
You're shitting me.
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What the hell did you THINK my freaky tiger-dog was?
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[Because that's exactly what he'd plonked down on the sidewalk to do about three minutes ago and he's still at it.]
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[she casts a surprisingly fond look in the direction of the bizarre mutt]
So while we're on the subject of hell, is there any way I can get home, or do I just sort of wait for it to happen?
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But it probably won't take long. Nobody who comes on these weekends ever stays for long.
[In some cases, that's a godsend. ... In others, it's a curse.]
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[Anne is married to her work the end]
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You travel. Hang out with your friends. Work for cash when you need it.
Deal with life.
Y'know.
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Since friends, travel, and the need for a job are out.
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[the sarcasm is dripping from every word]