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victory_road2022-07-21 09:03 pm
foolishwren) wrote in victory_road2022-07-21 09:03 pm
I Can't Believe It's Another Hisui Catchall
Who: Heather Mason and YOU!
Where: Hisui
When: July/throughout the event
Summary: A catch-all for Heather Mason, who can be encountered doing various things and saying various swearwords under the cut.
Rating: PG-13 at most
Log:
GENERAL INFO: During her time in Hisui, Heather will be a rather tatty bandit's outfit (she was late getting to the table with all the clothes), some cozy boots, and a blue cap. Heather's new starter is a Hisuian Growlithe who she has creatively named "Twojo" (her actual starter is a Growlithe named Cujo). Over the course of the event she will be catching a shiny Pikachu (!!) and a MYSTERY THIRD POKEMON I have not decided on yet.
She is very tired and not particularly happy about the possibility that she'll never get to see her other Pokemon ever again, but for the sake of other people who she's assuming probably feel the same way, she's at least trying not to be a complete vibe-ruiner over it.
PROMPT A: General Campground Presence
One of the few things that actually help get Heather's mind off of the less-than-ideal situation is keeping busy! When she's not actively exploring, she'll be fairly active around the campground, primarily in the form of keeping the firewood well-stocked and patrolling the camp's borders with Twojo (and a nice hefty stick, in case Twojo's barking doesn't do the trick) to keep high-leveled wild Pokemon from demolishing everything.
As a hot-water-enjoyer herself, she will also be readily volunteering Twojo's firey breath to help keep the showers nice and warm.
Maybe you're joining her on these ventures! Or maybe you desperately need to wash the stank off and there's nobody else around to heat the water for you. OR MAYBE you found her sacked out by the campfires after a long day of roughing it and are in the mood for some conversation.
PROMPT B: Training and Sparring
Being an otherworldly "old-timer" at this point, Heather is used to RARELY having to worry about encountering a problem that can't be at least adequately dealt with by whipping out a level 100 Pokemon.
Needless to say, suddenly being stuck in the untamed wilderness with NOTHING but a measley level-20 Pokemon? That's like... a baby. NAY, a zygote. And she doesn't like that, no SIR. By sunset on that very first day, Heather has thrown herself into vigorous training with Twojo, hoping to stack some levels onto this pup before they have the bad luck to encounter something they can't handle.
Which means she is looking for folks to engage in friendly training battles with! She can't be the only one who's in a hurry to toughen up their new friend in case things go awry.
On that note, she won't say no to friendly sparring, either. When they're all in one place like this, maybe it's a good opportunity to meet some other folks who are into that kind of thing. You never know when you might have to jump in and just punch a wild Pokemon in the face yourself.
PROMPT C: WILDCARD!
You got another idea? COOL, go for it! You can also ping me on Plurk for plotting if you'd like to brainstorm!
Where: Hisui
When: July/throughout the event
Summary: A catch-all for Heather Mason, who can be encountered doing various things and saying various swearwords under the cut.
Rating: PG-13 at most
Log:
GENERAL INFO: During her time in Hisui, Heather will be a rather tatty bandit's outfit (she was late getting to the table with all the clothes), some cozy boots, and a blue cap. Heather's new starter is a Hisuian Growlithe who she has creatively named "Twojo" (her actual starter is a Growlithe named Cujo). Over the course of the event she will be catching a shiny Pikachu (!!) and a MYSTERY THIRD POKEMON I have not decided on yet.
She is very tired and not particularly happy about the possibility that she'll never get to see her other Pokemon ever again, but for the sake of other people who she's assuming probably feel the same way, she's at least trying not to be a complete vibe-ruiner over it.
PROMPT A: General Campground Presence
One of the few things that actually help get Heather's mind off of the less-than-ideal situation is keeping busy! When she's not actively exploring, she'll be fairly active around the campground, primarily in the form of keeping the firewood well-stocked and patrolling the camp's borders with Twojo (and a nice hefty stick, in case Twojo's barking doesn't do the trick) to keep high-leveled wild Pokemon from demolishing everything.
As a hot-water-enjoyer herself, she will also be readily volunteering Twojo's firey breath to help keep the showers nice and warm.
Maybe you're joining her on these ventures! Or maybe you desperately need to wash the stank off and there's nobody else around to heat the water for you. OR MAYBE you found her sacked out by the campfires after a long day of roughing it and are in the mood for some conversation.
PROMPT B: Training and Sparring
Being an otherworldly "old-timer" at this point, Heather is used to RARELY having to worry about encountering a problem that can't be at least adequately dealt with by whipping out a level 100 Pokemon.
Needless to say, suddenly being stuck in the untamed wilderness with NOTHING but a measley level-20 Pokemon? That's like... a baby. NAY, a zygote. And she doesn't like that, no SIR. By sunset on that very first day, Heather has thrown herself into vigorous training with Twojo, hoping to stack some levels onto this pup before they have the bad luck to encounter something they can't handle.
Which means she is looking for folks to engage in friendly training battles with! She can't be the only one who's in a hurry to toughen up their new friend in case things go awry.
On that note, she won't say no to friendly sparring, either. When they're all in one place like this, maybe it's a good opportunity to meet some other folks who are into that kind of thing. You never know when you might have to jump in and just punch a wild Pokemon in the face yourself.
PROMPT C: WILDCARD!
You got another idea? COOL, go for it! You can also ping me on Plurk for plotting if you'd like to brainstorm!
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To say the least. Surviving on your own. Trying to get by without any kind of support. That's - well. The concept at least is familiar enough, even if there's likely no way his experience would mirror Heather's. Just the survival aspect.
Maybe a bit of the horror, if he knew.
"I'm sorry," he says, quietly. "I know it - probably doesn't change much. You've been here longer than I have." And likely away from ... what she's talking about. "Still. Can't have been easy to go through."
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About the 'I'm sorry', she means. Because like, what else is there to even say about it? She doesn't expect anybody to come up with something that somehow means more than that.
She's quiet for a moment, then. Just thinking.
"... You got horror movies back where you come from, Shiro? Hellraiser, The Thing? Or that miniseries that made everybody afraid of clowns?"
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She can take her time. He's here to listen.
"Yeah," he agrees. "Weren't ever really something I liked. But you'd have to live under a rock not to know them."
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She didn't LIKE to think so... but also, she met Minnie Mouse here once. She'd be a dim bulb if the possibility hadn't at least crossed her mind.
"If that gives you any idea what I lived through before coming here."
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"Yeah," he admits, finally. And pushes his hands through his hair. "Yeah, that. Really does." A beat, before he adds, in true Shiro fashion: "Also gives me an idea of how you punched me out of a nightmare."
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Despite the subject matter, his remark gets a wry smile and chuckle.
"What can I say... sometimes having all your nightmares turn real and flatten you like a falling anvil all at once winds up preparing you real good for times when it's happening to somebody else."
A pause.
"... Still sorry I just straight up decked you though. I probably could've thought of a better way to snap you out of it."
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There's a smile of his own, sincere, though it's a little small. "You got me out of there. That's all that really matters."
Shiro's quiet for a bit, after that. He really doesn't blame her for it. By now, it's more like a funny story to remember than it is anything to hold a grudge over.
"So you're out of a horror flick... I'm from a science fiction."