foolishwren | 126. [Video, action for anywhere in Goldenrod] (backdated to January 29th)

_{[She'd been lucky enough to be spared the effects of the past three weeks. BUT SHE'S NOT SO LUCKY THIS TIME.]

[The video opens on her already walking hurriedly down a surburban Goldenrod street towards the downtown area. IF SHE JUST KEEPS MOVING, MAYBE SHE WON'T HAVE TO TALK TO ANYBODY ELSE TODAY.]

[But just in case, she's hoping she can stave off karma catching up with her by making a quick confession to the network.]}

HEY.

So anyone who was here like a year ago and wondered about the weird black eye I had that one time?

I lied.

I didn't get it in a fight with a dude 'the size of Kentucky' like I claimed.

Actually, I just walked into a glass door because I was thinking about how much I wanted a Pumpka-spice latte from Sawsbucks and I was too embarrassed to tell anybody.

_{[The camera then turns abruptly to the sky.]}

THERE! You happy, weird Pokemon gods? I said something embarrassing! Now leave me alone!

_{[The video ends.]

[Spoiler alert: she is not going to be left alone.]}

[ooc: For action threads, feel free to tag in with your character ANYWHERE AROUND THE CITY.]

Threaded | Flat

[Al has woken up surprisingly groggy this morning, discombobulated from a night of bad dreams and uncomfortable memories. Not bothering yet with taming his hellish bedhead (he's still not sure if he wants to let it grow out again or not), he shuffles into the kitchen with Eddie just behind watching his trainer with a worried look. Pausing when he sees Heather in the kitchen already, he smiles and waves to her.]

Mornin', Heather.

Do you really think that's going to make a difference?

_{[Ralph hears a familiar voice (screaming at the gods no less) and looks up from the bench where he's been brooding over his own internet confessions. Whoof. Looks like she's having a bad day.]}

Hey, Birdo. Wanna take a load off?

_{[He pats the bench next to him sort of miserably.]}

[Guess who is suddenly at your side.]

Everybody'd figured that out already.

[Blake keeps an easy pace.]

I can't even blame you. Pumpka-spice lattes are fuckin' good.

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