hashtagafreakingghost | First 👻 Story [Video/Action for New Bark]

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--on't want to, oh my--

[Hello, there, world! You know how a camera looks when two people are fighting over it? ...Or, well, one person and one blob-like candle-thing, in this case. Point is, you do now; the lens is covered in little waxy marks, leaving the girl it's now focused on- the girl who keeps trying to snatch it back from the surprisingly nimble candle- in a light haze. Through the viewpoint, at least, emotionally she appears rather annoyed and frustrated.

Probably because of that Litwick urging her to do an impromptu vlog, huh.

Ashley's kneeling on the ground, her backpack open on her lap and her Trainer's Handbook gripped firmly - open, looks about halfway done - in on hand, as the other keeps swiping at the camera.]

Please give that back to me, you little-- [The angle evens out and Ashley's eyes go wide. Deer, headlights, hello.] It's on. Isn't it? [Bobbing, up and down.] Oh.

[Well. Let's just- ...keep staring straight ahead, okay, good job. A+ kid, gold star. Stage fright?]

I, um. Uh... Is...it broadcasting...? [Dumb question. ] Okay. I...uh- I'm not- ...this isn't anywhere near Canada, is it? Because. I read the- this. [She holds up the manual, a little dismally. Her tone of voice is frazzled, a little weak and helpless.] I know, it said um...New Bark Town, Johto? B- but...I'm just trying to figure out how I...got here. B-because no one's really...been forthcoming about that.

[Maybe she should broach this question carefully-]

And I really really would like to be sure if I'm going crazy or not, because there's a- a candle filming me, and I do not have blood on me and that is not at all what I remember, and I should get back t-to the ranger station because they might still need to- ask me questions- about...

[OH OKAY WOW NEVER MIND THEN

Ashley trails off as it seems her brain catches up with her mouth and oh boy that sure is something to say uh. She pales considerably.]

I- swear that's not what it- I- haven't um- killed...anyone...or...

[Either Litwick is going in for a dramatic close-up or actually wants to see if she's alright (jury's out on which one frankly) because the view of Ashley gets ever-so-slightly bigger- and when it's close enough she reaches out in one fluid motion and snaps it up with one more quick, muttered whimper:]

Sorry, bye.

[So. That's that, then.]

[ACTION FOR NEW BARK]

[If you happen to be around New Bark, you might find Ashley just kind of kneeling on the ground, around the houses, with her Litwick bouncing impatiently next to her. It doesn't look like she's in the mood to leave, not just yet, or. Even stand, really, she hasn't had a great time, lately.

...Though at some point she has decided to get herself up off the ground, because she's really had it with being all crouched in the snow and it KEEPS HAPPENING. Really she's so exhausted after the last...what, twelve hours? Thirteen? She'd kind of lost track, with all the bustling, questioning, waiting. Last she remembers, had...she finally fallen asleep? Waiting for the others to be done, the rhythmic ceiling fan, the distant sounds of the others being interviewed, the dim awareness of Emily glaring daggers at her every few minutes, the feeling of her cheek against Chris' shoulder...

She has to walk. To do something. Litwick trails along with her, pointing toward the trail, but Ashley ignores her insistent taps and pokes. She leaves a trail of footprints, occasionally rubbing her eyes with one hand, looking...rather exhausted, honestly.

There's nothing to do but read the handbook, so she finds a little bench and opens it and browses...and the PokéGear, at some point, she just kind of. Ran from that. Not her finest hour.]

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

wow excuse you
just for that im gonna have to find the pokemonified version and marathon all nine fuckin hours of it extras and all
THATLL show you

but anyway no its definitely the eyes that turn me off
theyre just so
big
like i have no recollection of the man blinking once and hes always staring right into the camera and like
christ they dont change with his facial expressions theyre just always RIGHT THERE
HUGE
pinning me with their baby blue stare
ugh im shuddering

[This poor girl...

North looks at Rascal, who's wringing his little hands now that he's been relieved of the 'Gear.]

Hey- Hey, look at me. Take a deep breath, you're safe here.

[he's not entirely sure what happened, but he's going to do his best. Luckily, he has a very Grounding and Reassuring voice, and he's well-practiced at using it to its full potential.]

You can call me North. You met Rascal, he was my first pokemon when I woke up here. That little guy must be yours.

Latin? The dead language? What use do you have for that?

Yes you'll watch great adaptations of my favorite books to get back at me.
You have me shaking in my uggs. ;p

But there's so much emotion in them!! You can see everything he's feeling!
When he's sad or happy or corrupted by the ring's evil power!
Also I LIKE blue eyes.
They're pretty.

blue eyes are alright i guess
but meh
ive seen prettier

[A hiccup escapes her as she starts to slow her fierce head shaking, though her lip quivers horribly. It's not that hard to curl in on herself, since she's sitting knees-to-chest. She wants to wrap her arms around herself too, but that would require removing her vice-grip from the 'Gear.

However, North's voice is a comforting enough sound to pull her attention. You're safe. That's what the rangers said too, wasn't it? Chris said that, trying to get her to sleep on the helicopter to the station. We're safe, Ash. You're safe.
It didn't help that he was so exhausted it was hard to believe him.

...But it's what she thinks of. So it does, indeed, ground her. Even if it's not Chris talking to her.]

Wh- wha- [Litwick. He's talking about the foot tall candle looking rather helplessly at her. Right. Pokémon. That's where she is, and that little fairy tried to say...

Pure of heart. What a laugh.

Ashley sniffles. It's hard to get any proper words out.] Mm. M-mmhm.

It just interested me. It's good for learning...root words and oh...research, all of that.

You can't just leave it at that.

before i continue is it weird to say your own sisters eyes are pretty
hypothetically speaking

I've been told in some circles yes that is considered kinda weird.

Overwhelming? Yeah, I guess it can be. But!

[She's stretching her arms up and taking a deep breath. A short speech is coming...]

Sitting here and reading rules won't get us anywhere, we have to experience it ourselves! It may be overwhelming at first, but isn't it exciting at the same time? All those places, people, and of course...

[Kaori's Igglybuff ends up clasped with her hands as she lifts her up.]

Yours really adorable, too! Is that a real flame...?

ok then the eyes im referring to totally arent my sisters
hers are purple though if that changes matters
like kind oooof
this color
oh shit this is weird hahahahaha

[Maybe normally a spark of enthusiasm would rise in Ashley- it's hard to tell, honestly, how would she react to PokéWorld without that mound of trauma?- But right now she's just...a little intimidated.

Litwick meanwhile has started soaking in the attention with a triumphant smile.]

Ye...ah... It's warm like a real flame, at least. Rather not, um, burn myself to double-check-

[Awkwardly shrugging one shoulder.]

But like- I don't really want to go out and...experience all this or have an adventure. At least not now. Or any time soon.

PURPLE?
No way eyes are only purple in fantasy novels and video games and stuff.

well i bet you cant
fuck
hold on

bet you cant guess what color mine are then

Edited (WELL THAT WAS WEIRD) 2016-02-09 23:48 (UTC)

[Ruby returns the Litwick's wave, then takes a seat next to Ashley - with just enough space between them that she hopes won't make the older girl even more nervous.]

I feel that. I think everything that can go wrong did go wrong back home.

If you tell me they're some kind of purple too I'm gonna demand proof.
But I'm thinking they might not be.
Maybe
despite it being impossible unless you're albino
red?

what ok i demand a takeback
you werent supposed to get it on your first try i had a big reveal in store and everything

[Tense as all hell but not...too bothered, it seems. Her hands have found a secure place at her stomach, and undoubtedly they'll probably snake around her middle for security at one point. If you make yourself small as possible kind of thinking.

...So it doesn't work a lot, but she's trying.]

Mm. Yeah, that kind of sums it up. [...] I mean, I didn't get killed, so, that's a plus.

[Said so dryly she- is she joking? She's not joking. No.]

I got it right?? Oh GREAT!
The whole font color thing kind of tipped me off once you started switching back and forth. ;)

I didn't mean to step on your toes though. I can pretend that I didn't guess and be absolutely astounded when you tell me.
(Are you albino though? Or is this another weird impossible eye color?)

i mean
im blond
like stupidly light blond i almost look like a ghost
but i dont think i totally qualify as albino

That so? Weird.
You're not pulling my leg? Not teasing me?

look i can turn on the video feed if you want

[Well fine, then, challenge accepted. Dave looks cool enough when he turns on the feed, but his half-smile goes kind of sheepish when he puts a hand to the frame of his glasses.]

I don't do this for everybody, okay? Keep this on the down-low, I can't be known to give into every sassy bookworm girl this side of New York.

[Aw, he's shy.]

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