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

[VIDEO]

--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.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Tell me about it. I came here right after going to bed. I had a rough day with the secret service, and that portal- [...... shut up.]

I-I mean, it was nothing huge or illegal or anything!

The secret service?! That definitely sounds huge, intensely huge! ...And maybe a little illegal.

[How to. How to.]

The portal wasn't really the illegal part. Just the person who built it! It's a really, really long story.

That's not any better! All sorts of--

[Er. Wait. That...sounds like... Ashley sighs and visibly restrains herself.]

If it's a really complicated thing, then- I will refrain from asking questions.

[Wow, that was a quick subject drop.]

It'd... make more sense if you knew my grunkle, my sister, and my other grunkle.

[Look. She knows what it's like to have a weird "and then I was questioned by the authorities" story.]

It's fine. Life's weird sometimes. Really weird. I get it.

[Questioned by authorities of many kinds. Try bringing back a "dead" president without come questions.]

Weird's an understatement for Gravity Falls.

It sounds like the exact opposite of my kinda place.

What kind of place are you from that's the opposite of weird?

[Color him curious.]

Well, I mean- just something normal "weird" like LA. Uh- that's in California.

[Can never know who's from what place...]

I know where LA is. I'm from Piedmont. [Northern Cali boy!]

Oh! You're a neighbor to the north.

So you're from L.A.? [You're way too nice.]

Mmhm. My whole life.

[Meeting a fellow Californian in this place is great.]

Then what's with the winter clothes? It never gets that cold there!

I mean- I've never lived anywhere else, but- I was...visiting Alberta.

Canada?

[Why?

Yeah- um. It was a gathering, I go up there sometimes with some people.

[The Why is a complicated answer that you must be Friend Level 4 to Unlock, Dipstick.]

... is it always cold in Canada?

[Stop, Dipper. That's just something they tell Americans to keep them from moving there, don't you know?]

...If you go there in the winter. Which I usually do.

[That's good to know.]

But it doesn't get super hot like California, right?

I...don't know, actually? Not as hot, probably, but in the summer, I hear it's toasty.

I find that hard to believe since it's so far up north.

[They need a native Canadian in this place.]

[Shrug?]

That's just...what I've heard. I've never been in the summer.

If my grunkle was here, I'd ask him.

[Stan did travel all over the place.]

(no subject)

hashtagafreakingghost - 2016-02-28 07:38 (UTC) - Expand

sneezelikeakitten - 2016-02-29 21:42 (UTC) - Expand