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( Pre-Post Narration: Clinton Street Girls Got the World on Their Shoulders )

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[A few hours after she's woken up and had the chance to get settled in to the Pokemon trainer life again, Parker eventually finds her way back onto the Gear network, opting to send out an anonymous text with a question that's on her mind, more just for the sake of reminding herself how things work around here than anything else.]

Is there a thing about yourself that you never tell other people? I guess it doesn't even have to be a bad thing, but just something that you don't talk about or anything.

I don't want to know what it is. But what made you decide not to tell people? Like are you ashamed of it, or are you trying to forget it ever happened, or did you just not think it was important, or are you protecting people by not telling them?

I guess you could not tell somebody something for a lot of reasons. That's kinda weird.

Okay. Yeah, there, hold it steady, just like that.

[Pokemon-savvy viewers tuning in to this video might be able to recognize that it's taking place on Route 38 (just outside of Ecruteak City) just from the background music alone, even before the darkness covering the camera clears to supply video as well as audio — it seems the camera'mon in question has his hands over the lens, and it's going to take some adjusting before things ultimately come into focus. But when the uniform black picture finally recedes, it ultimately reveals ~~Parker~~ Alice in jeans and a black shirt, her hair tied back in a messy ponytail and her backpack just on the edge of view.

And it seems she's been busy, because wherever she is (some open, grassy area on the outskirts of town, it seems), there's a pretty elaborate structure set up in view of the camera: from the looks of things, it's some kind of ridiculously complicated maze. The view is coming from a high enough angle that a complicated mess of twists and turns can be seen, and there are plenty of dead-ends and other such pitfalls built into the design as well. Clearly, some real thought and time was put into this.]

Okay, watch this. It's so cool.

[She heads to the "exit" of the maze and sets down a few crisp, damp leaves of what appears to be fresh green lettuce, arranging them neatly into a little mound. Then, after a moment, she retreats offscreen and returns with an adorable little Buneary snuggled into her arms.]

Ready?

[She holds the Buneary aloft, then picks her way through the maze to the center (stepping over the tangle of walls with indifferent ease) and gently sets him down in the middle room before rapidly bending backwards and cartwheeling nimbly out of view — the walkover being faster than turning and stepping, apparently.]

Okay! Just like we practiced! Ready, set, go!

[For a moment, the Buneary is still, its nose twitching as it looks around curiously and regards its new circumstances. Then, suddenly, it seems to catch the scent of the lettuce and —

AND SUDDENLY A DEAFENING CRACK OF THUNDER ROARS OUT AS LIGHTNING RAINS DOWN FROM THE HEAVENS TO STRIKE THE NEAREST WALL OF THE MAZE

FOLLOWED BY A WRITHING MASS OF VINES GROWING UP FROM EVERY DIRECTION TO OVERTAKE THE RUBBLE

FOLLOWED BY AN ERUPTION OF FLAMES THAT CATCH ON THE VINES AND TURN THE ENTIRE MASS INTO A BLAZING INFERNO

AFTER WHICH BATTERED CHIPS OF CRUSHED ROCK GO FLYING IN EVERY DIRECTION LIKE TINY PROJECTILES OF CERTAIN DOOM

—after which a gentle rain begins to fall in the immediate area, extinguishing the flames and sending up the audible hiss of water turning to vapor as imperturbably, the Buneary hops his way through the smoldering ashes of the wreckage that once was a maze, approaches the lettuce leaves, and begins to chew thoughtfully on them.

From somewhere off-camera, Parker's voice can once again be heard.]

Pretty cool, huh?!

[Can you just hear the 8D in her tone? Because it's there.]

( Pre-Post Narration: 'Cause Everybody's Living In A Material World )

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[This afternoon, ~~Parker~~ "Alice" can be found at an outdoor table belonging to one of the cafes in Violet City, an iced tea condensing and forgotten on the tabletop near her as she concentrates on something that, given her level of fixation and focus, appears to be infinitely more interesting than her drink. Assembled in front of her are a set of tiny clippers, a spool of thin jewelry wire, and a few boxes of beads in bright and cheery colors; at the other end of this operation, a finished cell phone strap lies completed while a second, half-finished one takes shape beneath her careful fingers.

Every so often, she snaps a picture with her Gear, almost absently, like she's momentarily forgotten that it's set to upload those for public consumption to the Gear network when she does.

Bead art. It's serious business, apparently?]

[OOC: The reference picture used in this post was originally found here!]

[Who in their right mind would be up at the crack of dawn on this delightful Thursday in July, traipsing down to the Pokemon Center to make a Very Important Withdrawl™ from her PC? Well, possibly nobody in their right mind, but it certainly is Parker. Bright and early (or possibly really, really, really late, depending on when you consider "bedtime" to be a thing), she can be spotted heading out of the Violet City Pokemon Center with a fluffy red and blue egg in tow — and, impressively enough, followed along behind by just about every member of her roster, save for the evil ones and the horses (but she repeats herself).

Coincidentally, shortly thereafter she can also be spotted, still rather impressively — this time, atop some random south-facing shop's structurally sound purple awning: ]

Recording courtesy of GummyCam™

[Whether or not one also hears a bout of muffled yet vaguely melodious chanting that may or may not sound conspicuously like NAAAAAAAAAAAANTS INGONYAMA BAGITHI BABAAAAAAAA as this is occurring is, of course, entirely a matter of speculation.

JESUS CHRIST IT'S ~~A LION~~ AN ARCHEN GET IN THE CAR]

[OOC: As a note, Parker is far enough off-camera here to conceal the fact that her face is still somewhat messed up from her encounter with Blake; if you'd rather avoid your character having to see/deal with that, feel free to use text or voice instead of video or action! Just leave me a quick OOC note and I'll make sure she doesn't utilize video or bring it up in conversation. o/]

[It's late afternoon, it's eighty-six degrees and sunny, and here on a Goldenrod City park bench sits Parker with her hair pulled back in a ratty braid that dangles forgotten over one shoulder. She's basically commandeered the whole bench at this point, even though she's only occupying one small end of it; the rest remains wholly unusuable because it's covered in all manner of stuff, from Pokemon plushies to coin purses to potted plants to other odds and ends you might find at the prize counter of an arcade (and yes, there's a red-and-white Pokeball tucked away in there, too).

But despite the heaps of stuff (and the Poochyena in a fedora standing guard over it nearby, and the Vulpix with the diamond necklace for a collar sifting through it with interest), Parker doesn't seem particularly happy as she hangs out on the bench, silent but for the sound of the pencil scratching idly over the sketchpad propped against her knees. One word for her demeanor here might be "indifferent"; another few that could probably also fit would be "apathetic", "detached", "listless", or even just plain "bored".

Page by page, she's filling the sketchpad with drawings that, to all appearances, she couldn't care less about. Which might be more accurate a description than one might expect, really; this time, appearances aren't deceiving.

But eventually she sets the sketchpad aside, screws up her face for a ninety-second impromptu theater of Frustration: The Facial Expressions, and then reaches for her Gear to posit a burning question to the network: ]

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Hey, so.

How do you know when you like stuff?

[...What? IT'S A SERIOUS QUESTION. ಠ_ಠ ]

[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.]

( Pre-Post Narration: Welcome to the Wonderful World of Johto )

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[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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