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victory_road2016-06-09 09:48 pm
foolishwren) wrote in victory_road2016-06-09 09:48 pm
Day One. Have traveled twenty minutes. No civilization so far.
Who: Heather Mason, Henry Townshend, and Envy
Where: Route 45, 46, and 29
When: From May 31st to June 9th
Summary: Three people slowly going insane in the woods.
Rating: PG
DAY 1: HOUR 1
"Okay. Okay. According to the PokeGear map, we're about nine days away from Cherrygrove. We've been on the road longer than that. ... Not recently, but still. So..."
"We're going to die out here."
"No, Henry, we are not going to die out here. If we start walking now..."
"In twelve years, they will find our bones. They'll conclude that we starved to death like the Into the Wild guy."
"... we should make it down to Route 29 in about a week. And after that it's just a couple days' walk down that trail."
"I don't want to be like the Into the Wild guy."
"Henry, for the love of god, please shut up."
Henry Townshend shot Heather a hurt look from where he was sitting dejectedly on a stump, but did shut his mouth in order to stare sadly into the long grass instead. Shielding her eyes from the sun, Heather caught the glance of betrayal and sighed. "Envy, back me up here."
"Yeah, buck up, Henry!" The ex-Homunculus punctuated his words by giving Henry a slap on the back, making the photographer let out a surprised grunt. "You'll be back in Goldenrod lying face-down on the living room floor like normal in no time."
Clicking her 'Gear shut, Heather gave the pair a dull, withering look for a moment or so before deciding it wasn't worth debating whether or not that really counted as 'backing up.'
"Let's just start walking."
DAY 1: HOUR 2
Heather has blisters.
Envy's hair is tangled already.
Henry is weeping quietly in the background.
And the sun continues to beat down ruthlessly from above.
Where: Route 45, 46, and 29
When: From May 31st to June 9th
Summary: Three people slowly going insane in the woods.
Rating: PG
"Okay. Okay. According to the PokeGear map, we're about nine days away from Cherrygrove. We've been on the road longer than that. ... Not recently, but still. So..."
"We're going to die out here."
"No, Henry, we are not going to die out here. If we start walking now..."
"In twelve years, they will find our bones. They'll conclude that we starved to death like the Into the Wild guy."
"... we should make it down to Route 29 in about a week. And after that it's just a couple days' walk down that trail."
"I don't want to be like the Into the Wild guy."
"Henry, for the love of god, please shut up."
Henry Townshend shot Heather a hurt look from where he was sitting dejectedly on a stump, but did shut his mouth in order to stare sadly into the long grass instead. Shielding her eyes from the sun, Heather caught the glance of betrayal and sighed. "Envy, back me up here."
"Yeah, buck up, Henry!" The ex-Homunculus punctuated his words by giving Henry a slap on the back, making the photographer let out a surprised grunt. "You'll be back in Goldenrod lying face-down on the living room floor like normal in no time."
Clicking her 'Gear shut, Heather gave the pair a dull, withering look for a moment or so before deciding it wasn't worth debating whether or not that really counted as 'backing up.'
"Let's just start walking."
Heather has blisters.
Envy's hair is tangled already.
Henry is weeping quietly in the background.
And the sun continues to beat down ruthlessly from above.