nostabbing: (BEHIND ⚡ how does it make you feel)
Pre-Post Narration: Clinton Street Girls Got the World on Their Shoulders )

~


[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.

nostabbing: (LOCH ⚡ you mean it was just a submarine)
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.]

nostabbing: (TEXT ⚡ almost forgot to clear the bios)
Pre-Post Narration: 'Cause Everybody's Living In A Material World )


~


[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!]
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.]

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