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[foolishwren]

<sub>[SO YEAH, UH. IT'S BEEN. A FEW DAYS. SINCE... YOU KNOW.]

[Since the whole thing on the weekend that they all remember now.]

[In those few days, Heather has been holed up in her hotel room like a dysfunctional pop star hiding from the paparazzi. What's she been doing in there? GOD ONLY KNOWS. Actually, the people IN that hotel room know and it's mostly being quiet and sleeping a lot, but there you go.]

[BUT LO AND BEHOLD: a text!]

[A text with a request.]</sub>


SUP PEOPLE

I have a mission for all of you


send me funny shit

any funny shit

I don't care if it's a joke or a story about the time your drunk uncle bill mistook your annoying aunt sally's drink for a spitoon or a video of that fat Meowrth that likes to get in boxes i forget his name it's like Maroo or something

1 2 3 GO

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[vulpesvivus]

I know this guy named Raiden.

We met him on a mission a few years back, the kind of thing you can really only define by a word starting with 'cluster'. Anyway, at one point that night, he got caught by the enemy. They took all his gear and equipment, obviously.

He had to escape and sneak past sword-wielding guards while wearing nothing but a set of dogtags.

I don't think I've ever seen Snake so amused by keeping someone waiting before giving him back his stuff.

[foolishwren]

.... oh my god RAIDEN?

that guy named Jack right?

_{[GUESS WHAT SHE REMEMBERS HIM.]}

oh my god that is beautiful

that poor guy

[islandshore]

Sora and I are taking a bet to see how many in this place actually believe in Santa. Loser has to sing Christmas songs over the network.

Think the end result's gonna be funny either way.

Oh, and there was this one time an annoying Charmeleon hopped onto my Blastoise while she was using Surf and used her as her own personal surf board.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Although it's hardly Riku's intention, the mention of Sora sends a bittersweet pang through Heather's heart. Because unlike past years, this time she actually remembers meeting the one she knew. In reality, NOT in a dream.]

[And it's sad because she knows the one here in Johto is the exact same sweet, happy-go-lucky little kid that she always knew... but she still hasn't kept up with him as much as she should. After awhile, the lack of remembrance as he came back to Johto over and over had just gotten a bit disheartening...]

[But of course she doesn't bring any of that up.]</sub>

oh man let me know when to look out for THAT, cuz no matter what the result is I think I'm gonna have to tune in


that charmeleon sounds like a total badass too, surfing when it could fall in the water and totally get KO'd

any pics?

[Private Text]

[leftinbasketforfbi]

I don't know that many jokes, but...

How many existentialists does it take to screw in a light bulb?

[Private Text]

[foolishwren]

huh

my first guess is that they'd spend so long debating whether or not it exists in the first place that they wouldn't even get around to it


what's the answer?

[exeggutorhead]

you know those those huge biker gang trainers? well around Halloween I found out that at least a couple of them are deathly afraid of aerodactyl.

I had mine sitting in a tree out of sight, and when they walked under he swung down and shrieked at them. I haven't seen guys like that run faster or scream so high pitched in a long time.

[foolishwren]

hell yeah i've even had some of them pick fights with me

they're always like super embarrassed when i win


that's awesome though you should like

find them again next year and FILM it

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[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

[That's okay Harry has been quiet and going for walks a lot. He sits down nexct to her.]

Hey.

Action

[foolishwren]

<sub>[She looks up from her 'Gear from where she's sitting, which is on the bed, lap still covered in blankets. The excuse she's likely given to any of the gang who asks, Harry included, is that she's "TOTALLY ON THE RAG AND IT'S LIKE, SUPER BAD THIS MONTH", which is honestly believable enough, considering anyone traveling with Heather for any length of time winds up finding out that there's at least a few days a month that she spends alternating between chugging down painkillers and curled up in the fetal position.]

[But both she AND her father remember seeing Jodie Mason.]</sub>

... Hey, daddy.

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[quickattackjack]

_{[There is no text. There is only a grainy photo attached to the message, obviously taken by Jack's poke'gear.}

ghost/ice type.poke

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[... JESUS JACK SHE SAID FUNNY NOT DISTURBING.]

[... but it is pretty funny.]</sub>

holy crap

is this what you saw when you died

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[brokenmemories]

[Did Misaki have any funny stories or jokes to tell? Probably not. Instead she sends in three photos of some of her failed doodles. There might be some japanese writing but they're nothing too big.]

friends.poke
random.poke
memory.poke

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[... Well, they may not be overly HUMOROUS, but they are awfully cute.]

[Heather can take cute as a substitute.]</sub>

i like that super derpy bird

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[show_my_cannons]

...

One time I punched a Zubat in the face.

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[foolishwren]

really

how'd that go

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[complexrestart]

What do you call a grizzly bear with no teeth? A gummy bear! ヾ(“⌒∇⌒”)ノ

[text]

[foolishwren]

_{[... SNERK.]}

hey, that's a pretty good one!

[text]

[liquidation]

[He wasn't sure how he had the picture, but when he'd arrived, there was an image on Liquid's Pokegear. He'd thought of deleting it before, because what could've possibly been the use of keeping it, but he'd never quite gotten around to it.]

[It was because he didn't care. That's all-- he didn't care enough about it to bother with getting rid of it.]

[image sent: forgondor.jpg]

[He remembered it, in a sort of distant, disconnected way-- moonshine in the afternoon after a storm, then carrying her on his shoulders to the Pokemon Center to find Otacon, yelling like drunken idiots. It seemed like something from another life now, happening to someone else and not him.]

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[She hasn't really talked to Liquid-- it's too hard, too frustrating and bittersweet, and she's been dealing with... too many other friend troubles lately to be capable of addressing that one without losing her temper and saying things she'd regret. So it's been awhile.]

[Needless to say... if there's anyone she wouldn't have expected to respond to this, it's probably Liquid. And his RESPONSE is even more so.]

[It's awhile before she replies.]</sub>



Where did you get that?

_{[Had it... really been left over that long?]}

[audio, earlier]

[tapestodiane]

<sub>[A few hours ago Coop would have been, in all honesty, too riled up to make this call. But he's calmed down - mostly - and he doesn't want or believe he can put this call off for a lot longer.]

[It's a call Heather will probably have expected, really.]</sub>

Are you alright?

_{[The moment she answers, it's that. Not even the usual introduction.]}

[audio, earlier]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's been maybe a day since the weekend ended and everybody found themselves in the possession of a load of weirdly coherent memories but no physical sign of any of the things that made them.]

[Heather has not left her bed since then, except for a few trips to the bathroom (and one incredibly vigorous shower that she'd hoped would help but hadn't at all) and maybe one where she'd dragged herself to a TV tray to eat something under the orders of her father (because takeout noodle soup and eating in bed don't go too well together).]

[She's blaming something ELSE for the reason she's been staying curled up under a nest of blankets, but she knows why she's really there.]

[IN ANY CASE... that's where she is when Cooper's call reaches her.]

[After a second or two spent recovering from the adrenaline rush that had surged into her at the sudden sound of the ringtone next to her head, she slowly reaches over to pick up the 'Gear.]

[... Cooper.]

[She's not surprised he's calling.]

[What does surprise her slightly is the slow well of dread building in her gut at the thought, because six months ago, the call would have been received with relief. ... But things are different now, and the thought makes her sick.]</sub>

... H'lo--

<sub>[Oh man. No hesitation, even.]

[There's a pause on her end, because man, her brain just had not prepared itself to launch into denial (even though she's rehearsed what she was going to say if asked-- because she KNEW he was going to at some point-- over and over in her head.]</sub>

... Yeah, m'alright.

Just uh.

I was asleep.

_{[Because hopefully that's a good enough explanation for the croaky sound of her voice and the fact that she can't sound convincing right now to save her life.]}

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[failures]

A couple years back before I wound up here, I sent a love letter to a girl I had fallen head over heels for. One of the secret admirer letters, y'know? I used a guide to try to make it as romantic as possible because seriously, this girl was totally amazing.

Anyway, I totally screwed it up. I even got the "dear whoever" part wrong and wrote "salutation here" instead.

[Normally he'd never admit to any of that, but he needs some major cheering up himself right now.]

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[foolishwren]

.... PFFFF oh man why can I envision that SO easily

no offense bro

but still

_{[They both do, apparently. That was one rough weekend...]}

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[bakaitoukid]

[Something funny, huh? Kaito idly wonders if a big of reminiscing thrown in with that would help]

Remember when Biz went on a wallet snatching spree and stole practically every wallet in Goldenrod?

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[foolishwren]

haha how could I forget?

_{[Reminiscing is good. Heather likes reminiscing.]}

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[darkenedgales]

that bad?

[Because in Crow's head, asking for funny stuff instead of sharing one's own findings usually means they're not feeling so hot themselves. Not that he blames her -- he hasn't been very keen on moving from his own room recently, either.]

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[He's definitely right, and the first one to guess (or at least the first one to guess and SAY anything about it).]

[Unfortunately, it's... not something Heather's willing to talk about. Not to anybody.]

[FORTUNATELY, she has crafted the most mindblowingly perfect lie to keep four very male travel-mates off her back while she pulls herself back together (mostly from the relative safety of her bed).]</sub>


yeah i'm like having nazi death cramps over here i fuckin hate it

_[Perfect.]

i fuckin hate it SO MUCH