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[ he's not into showing his face off. once he verifies there's a public network and an audio option, he begins to opt for that. but then he looks at all the videos of people and their pokemon, and decides o a different option.

the video opens on the sandy beaches of cherrygrove. his rockruff, bandit, is in the surf, chasing what looks like a stick. he brings it back to jack, who pets his head and then throws it again. his location will also ping as cherrygrove. ]

The name's Jack.

[ his voice is distinctly older, and very rough. it sounds like he may have damaged his throat at some point in his life. his hand, when he throws the stick or pets bandit, is gloved. ]

I've been looking around this place and it looks like the consensus is that people can't go home on their own. I'm not here to ask how to get home, since it seems like that's been covered pretty well.

I wanna talk to those of you that have gone home, or know people that did. And... for those that don't, how you're dealing with not being able to.

[ he ends the video on that note, throwing the stick again for bandit. ]

( cherrygrove )

[ for those actually in his vicinity, they can likely hear jack make the post. other than that, he's spending some time on the beach, playing with bandit and getting his energy out. he's just as open to a battle if you two have similarly leveled pokemon.

or maybe bandit, with all his energy, comes running up to your pokemon and headbutts them. at which point jack follows. ]

Bandit. Come back here.

[ the wagging of his tail doesn't amuse jack. ]

Sorry about him.

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They get scared, and hiding's easier. I can't exactly blame them.

[ THANKFULLY for egon, jack is not speaking metaphorically. while he's not particularly hard on the belief, he knows he's seen what he's seen, even if people like ana made fun of him for it back in the day. no one wanders the corn fields at night unless you have a damn good reason. ]

Not really, sorry. I was teenager, so that was four decades ago and some change. We did have a corn field. You didn't go into it at night, and you didn't look into them for too long when you were heading home after dark.

[pkemeter]

That was a wise decision. Although many ghosts are not actually powerful enough to cause physical harm to humans, there is always the slim chance that the spirits that haunted the corn field were a Class 3 or higher.

[He pauses, tapping his chin. Maybe the gang should take a trip out to the midwest to research some Corn Ghosts]

Actually, there is significant evidence pointing towards the fact that ghosts are largely responsible for the presence of so-called "crop circles", though we are still unclear of what they are trying to communicate to us. If they are even trying to communicate to us.

[unabates]

They don't need to hurt you. Just gotta lead you astray and get you lost, and then the rest of it takes care of itself.

[ that's a bit of his Catholicism for you there, although he's very lapsed. either way, he laughs a little. ]

From what I've heard of other people's ghost stories, they might just be fucking with us.

[pkemeter]

[Egon shrugs.] I suppose it depends on the type of spirit one encounters. Most of the ones I am familiar with tend to be malicious or otherwise homicidal.

[He doesn't sound particularly concerned about it, to be honest. It's just part of the job.]

The ghosts that originate from deceased human beings tend to have concrete reasons for existing on the physical plane--be it unfinished business or an emotional tie to the mortal world. Animals and otherwise non-hominid creatures often have their motives obscured by a communication barrier.

[unabates]

I can't say outside of the corn fields I've ever seen much to note.

[ of course, egon mentions deceased human beings with unfinished business or ties to the world, and he immediately thinks of gabriel. granted, gabriel wasn't a ghost - but it was hard not to think of him as one when he moved through the air in a mist, and had that damned owl mask on. ]

The only person I've met who fits that kind of description probably wasn't a ghost, just an asshole. But I'll keep it in mind if I run into him again.