nostabbing: (JOT ⚡ this is going in my paper blog)

CHRISTMAS

Gingerbread
Icing
Peppermints
Gumdrops
Candy Canes
Tree
Star
Tree Holder Thing
Tinsel
Lights
More Lights
More Lights


Santa Hats
Elf Hats
Reindeer Antlers
Cookies
Stockings
A Chimney
Reindeer Food
Uplink to NORAD
Snow Flurries
More Lights
Sweaters
Presents




Hey, so...do you think Santa will be able to find us all here on Christmas Eve? Maybe we should build a signal for him or something. You know, like up on the rooftops. There could be a landing strip for the reindeer, or maybe like a big Santa-hat spotlight. Or both. Or we could get flares. Do they have flares around here? Maybe we should get flares.

Only eighteen more days until Christmas Eve! YOU BETTER WATCH OUT.

nostabbing: (REPEAT ⚡ but then who was phone)
[So as is frequently becoming a habit for Parker these days, this afternoon she's got her Gear out and the camera function working as a means of surreptitiously snapping pictures of things to look at — where "things" is synonymous with "really expensive jewelry because she's standing in a jewelry store in Goldenrod City browsing the wares" — and that's the reason the following brief bout of No-Context Theater makes it onto the Gear Network; evidently, the shopkeeper saw her casing looking at the particularly expensive pieces and decided to come over and make a sales pitch, and Parker opted for just shoving the Gear into her back pocket. She was aiming for the off switch, but in her haste, the record function got bumped instead, and as a result, the whole video is dark but the sound of voices come through reasonably clearly.]

They're very lovely, aren't they? Is there something I can help you with, miss?

...No. Nope, just looking.

Ah, you've been looking at our Shooting Staryu selection. You have excellent taste! That one there with the blue stones would look magnificent on you, you know. Were you hoping to take one home with you today?

[Anyone who truly knew Parker would understand the somewhat uncomfortable reason for the awkward pause here — because presumably she was, albeit not in the way the shopkeeper was presuming — and uh-oh, ohgod, what is she supposed to say here.]

No. Nope, no, just looking today! Just looking.

Well, I hope you'll keep us in mind for a special occasion, then! Our wares make wonderful gifts. I don't suppose you have a birthday coming up?

[There is a long pause.]

Uh, miss? ...Hello?

...Yeah. On Saturday.

Saturday! Well, here, you just come right along here with me and I'll get you one of our cards, and you show it to some handsome young man you know — I'm sure they're beating down your door! — and tell him to come right on down and ask for Felix and we'll have you wearing that piece yet! Just come right alo—

Wait, what? No! What? Hey—

[And somewhere amid the hustle and bustle, the Gear gets bumped again and switches off.]


[OOC: Responses from Parker will come shortly after this post is concluded; she's the pink text, whereas the NPC shopkeeper is orange!]
nostabbing: (DEVICE ⚡ but does it shoot lasers)
[Sometime on the afternoon of the fourteenth, a rather obnoxious set of audio clips begins to hit the network — ones that most people will probably recognize as the tinny text-to-voice reader of the PokeDex at work: ]

"MURKROW, the DARKNESS Pokemon. Feared as the alleged bearer of ill fortune, it shows strong interest in anything that sparkles."

[And then again, about half a minute later...]

"PIDOVE, the TINY PIGEON Pokemon. It follows its Trainer's orders as best it can, but it sometimes fails to understand complicated commands."

[Actually, there's quite a lot of this going on at the moment, it seems.]

"GLAMEOW, the CATTY Pokemon. It claws if disp—"
"PIDOVE, the TINY PIGEON Pokemon. It follows its Tra—"
"PIDOVE, the TI—"
"PIDOVE, the TI—"


[WHACK WHACK WHACK.]

"TRUBBISH, the TRASH BAG Pokemon. Inhaling the gas they belch will make you sleep for a week."

[And a little bit of shuffling around later...]

"MEOWTH, the SCRATCH CAT Pokemon. It loves anything that shines, but especially adores coins that it picks up and secretly hoards."

[Ladies and gentlemen, have one very bored Parker amusing herself by playing with her Gear and Dex-IDing every Pokemon she sees. Trainers on the streets of Goldenrod City, beware: you may be next.]

nostabbing: (GRIN ⚡ or maybe i will just taze you)
Pre-Post Narration: Welcome to the Wonderful World of Johto )

~


[Sometime in the middle of the afternoon, a video appears on the Gear network, featuring one rather pretty blonde framed in standard webcam style — shot against a plain gray backdrop with her head and part of her torso visible, facing the camera straight-on and smiling just a little too perkily to be entirely unforced. Her hair is half-loose with the rest pulled into a ratty braid that hangs over one shoulder, and there's something about the way she speaks; all things considered, this is probably the third or fourth time she's attempted to film this video.]

Hi!

[Her smile is broad, and possibly a little manic. A beat passes.]

I'm Alice. This is my blog! It sure was strange when I woke up this morning, because I used to be at home but now I'm here in this really strange place! Where is that music coming from? I could really use some help. Does anyone know where the people I know are? If they see this, I hope they call me.

[There's another pause, in which her gaze drifts, as though she's going down a mental checklist and trying to make sure she's hit all the points.]

Oh, right. I can't wait to make— [Her eye twitches very slightly.] —a ton of new friends! I made one already. He was in my room when I got here!

[She leans down, out of the camera's angle, and when she returns there is a holy shit that is a nine-foot-long Seviper draped across her shoulders like a massive scaly fashion accessory. And for the first time in the entire video, "Alice" looks genuinely excited.]

This is Bitey. Isn't he great? I thought we were supposed to get a Bulbasaurus or a Squirter or a Charmyder or a Pikachu, but I guess I'm just reeeeeally lucky!

[She holds that big excited grin a moment...that turns into two moments...and then ten moments...]

...Okay so someone should tell me what's going on now or something bye.

[And the feed goes black.]

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