111. Fourth Wall Post [VIDEO/ACTION FOR ANYWHERE]

[foolishwren]

_{[Static. Then, jumbled, chaotic video-- but through it all, there's the gruff, guttural voice of a Croconaw.]}

T-turn on the camera!

Hurry!!




How do I get her to let go?!

<sub>[Karma.]

[It takes awhile... but it eventually comes back around.]</sub>


[ooc: Heather has become Memory of Alessa for the duration of Fourth Wall! Feel free to tag if you want your character to interact with spooky semi-feral zombie-Heather, no matter where they are!]

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[exeggutorhead]

[One man on the bus cups his hands around his mouth to shout "Nice costuuuummeee" as the bus continues speeding along on its way. Envy breaks out of his own staring when he sees Alessa recoil out of the corner of his eye. He holds a hand up, placatingly. While still keeping one eye on the party bus because wow he's never seen something quite like that either.]

Hey, hey, it's fine. I think. Don't freak out, it's just a bunch of drunks, nothing to worry about.

[The bus turns a corner and is gone, except for the ever-fainter sounds of music and honking echoing off the buildings.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[She clasps her hands on either side of her head, her blank face still managing to emote a certain amount of alarm and uncertainty.]

[WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT. IT WAS LIKE... AN ANIMAL FULL OF OTHER ANIMALS? AND THERE WERE COLORS???? WHAT.]

[This world is strange and confusing. :(]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

[Yeah, Envy can tell that she's alarmed, or at least very confused. He reaches over and carefully pats her on the back, hoping that she'll take that as reassuring. IT'S OKAY ALESSA, THE BUS IS GONE.]

Yeah, that was weird as hell. But hey, it's gone now, right?

[foolishwren]

<sub>[The material of her vest is rotting and brittle under Envy's hand. Lovely.]

[She shrinks behind him, still casting suspicious glances at the road.]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

Okay, so...we're gonna stay away from any more busses.

[He looks around...he's pretty sure there's a park not too far from here. No party busses there. Hopefully. He points in the direction of an alleyway a little farther down the street.]

We can cut through there, no cars or anything can fit through it.

[And, he hopes, there won't be anything back there but maybe a few wild Rattata.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[AH, ALLEYWAYS. That's territory that Memory of Alessa is a little more familiar with. There's plenty of those in the Otherworld, and here they're almost as grungy and neglected as the ones she remembers back 'home'.]

[So she starts to skulk in that direction as eagerly as something like her can manage.]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

[He walks alongside her, keeping to her pace.]

I see you liked that suggestion. I haven't been back in these alleys for a while, but I think I know the way through to the park. I don't know if you'd have anything like a park where you're from, but you might like it.

[There's startled Pidgeys that takes flight when it sees them, and a few Rattata scurrying around the dumpsters. Envy's halfway glad he can't see a biker gang hiding back here. It might've been fun to scare them, but after the party bus he's not so sure how zombie Heather would react.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[She nods slightly, ragged hair clinging to the sides of her face.]

[She recognizes the word 'park', though. She lives in one. Lakeside Amusement Park, that is. So she keeps pace with Envy willingly enough. Familiar territory is good.]</sub>