Heather Mason (
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victory_road2017-03-10 11:05 pm
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004. Video
[The entire screen is black and white as it pans across a backyard. Everything's buried under a good foot of snow, and big fat flakes are whirling past the camera so fast that they straight-up pixelate.]
So... for those just tuning in...
[The camera's view jerks very suddenly to a massively fluffy Growlithe, who is very carefully sniffing the base of a completely snow-covered shrub.]
... We're going for the fifteen-minute mark on Cooj TAKING HIS SWEET-ASS TIME FIGURING OUT WHERE TO PEE.
For the love of GOD, Cujo.
[He looks back at the camera, big pink tongue lolling out, and shakes off, spraying half-melted snow everywhere. Then he moves on to one of the patio chairs, along with the lumpy, weird-looking snowman from earlier that afternoon cheekily posed to be sitting in it-- to give that the once-over with his nose instead. And the trainer behind the camera lets out a melodramatic sigh.]
What crime did I commit in a past life to deserve thi--
[and right then and there the video turns to a blur, because the snowman in the patio chair just stood up and Heather is LEAVING RIGHT NOW BECAUSE FUCK THAT COOJ YOU CAN PEE ON YOUR OWN]
So... for those just tuning in...
[The camera's view jerks very suddenly to a massively fluffy Growlithe, who is very carefully sniffing the base of a completely snow-covered shrub.]
... We're going for the fifteen-minute mark on Cooj TAKING HIS SWEET-ASS TIME FIGURING OUT WHERE TO PEE.
For the love of GOD, Cujo.
[He looks back at the camera, big pink tongue lolling out, and shakes off, spraying half-melted snow everywhere. Then he moves on to one of the patio chairs, along with the lumpy, weird-looking snowman from earlier that afternoon cheekily posed to be sitting in it-- to give that the once-over with his nose instead. And the trainer behind the camera lets out a melodramatic sigh.]
What crime did I commit in a past life to deserve thi--
[and right then and there the video turns to a blur, because the snowman in the patio chair just stood up and Heather is LEAVING RIGHT NOW BECAUSE FUCK THAT COOJ YOU CAN PEE ON YOUR OWN]
[Video]
[That's the problem here!!!!]
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HE'S FINE.
[AND SHE SLAMS THE DOOR SHUT.]
[fortunately he does seem to be fine out there, he's still sniffing around PERFECTLY HAPPILY even as the snowbomination slowly staggers towards the door.]
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goodness gracious, that's a sight.]
Um...
That... isn't normal, is it?
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[And, admittedly, this place always HAS shaken things up from time to time... but this is the first time she's ever seen inanimate objects come to life without being really obviously possessed by a mischievous Ghost-type.]
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[The camera blurs as she holds it away from herself so that it can scan through the glass door.]
--GROWLITHE, the PUPPY Pokemon! Growlithe is--
--dammit, not the dog!
The thing!!
[She waves it futilely... but all it seems to be picking up is the Growlithe, who has brought the creepy-ass snow sculpture a stick, and is waiting expectantly for it to be thrown. It does not throw the stick. It just keeps staring straight into the house.]
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[She waits in silence for an agonizing minute, watching the screen jostle quite a bit as Heather tries to get a reading.]
...... W-well?
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Like, not even an 'Unknown Pokemon' reading, which it like... definitely does sometimes when it's a Ghost-type in disguise or something.
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[That
That is not good. In fact, that's worse.]
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Apparently.
[SHE HATES IT.]
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T-that's not good.
[Yes, Rakka.]
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[She puts the 'Gear down on the countertop. :I;;]
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G-good luck!
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