01 º video / action ; new bark town
[ this is a bed. a familiar looking bed, for those who've woken up in new bark town. a rather familiar crowded looking bed, actually, for there are three occupants. allow me to introduce today's participants:
1. usedfaketears
2. bewilding
3. reasserts.
if you're focusing hard enough, you might notice the movement of the covers. the feed shifts slightly, before the cameraperson moves to the staircase. and suddenly, at once, all three of the bed-dwellers rise. the old man, the woman, the girl.
the old man blinks. ] Wakin' up between two gorgeous ladies... Now this is the life.
My. How bold. [ the most uncertain smile. look at that poker face... yet, look at the girl. she's shaking... in...
anger? and then all hell breaks loose. ]
You are. Dead!
[ it's a disaster, really, with some screaming and indignant protests, until everything ends with the old man being punched in the face by the girl, escorted (read: pulled) downstairs by the woman. they look into the camera for a moment with some sort of a puzzled expression on their face--
--before the girl opens the door and the woman all but throws the old man outside, shutting the door with a bang. ]
Oh... What a start to my little girls and boy's Pokémon Journey! [ mom's voice cuts in through the muffled protests from the old man, and the girl gives the unknown woman a side glance. ]
. . . Sure. [ and then she aims a very graceful kick to the door. ] And there's a doghouse out there with your name on it!
Not the doghouse, darlin--
I like your house. [ towards the camera. all the smiles from this one.
more pounding, before the feed shuts off with a click. ]
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(( Judith, Rita and Raven will all be tagging this! ))
1. usedfaketears
2. bewilding
3. reasserts.
if you're focusing hard enough, you might notice the movement of the covers. the feed shifts slightly, before the cameraperson moves to the staircase. and suddenly, at once, all three of the bed-dwellers rise. the old man, the woman, the girl.
the old man blinks. ] Wakin' up between two gorgeous ladies... Now this is the life.
My. How bold. [ the most uncertain smile. look at that poker face... yet, look at the girl. she's shaking... in...
anger? and then all hell breaks loose. ]
You are. Dead!
[ it's a disaster, really, with some screaming and indignant protests, until everything ends with the old man being punched in the face by the girl, escorted (read: pulled) downstairs by the woman. they look into the camera for a moment with some sort of a puzzled expression on their face--
--before the girl opens the door and the woman all but throws the old man outside, shutting the door with a bang. ]
Oh... What a start to my little girls and boy's Pokémon Journey! [ mom's voice cuts in through the muffled protests from the old man, and the girl gives the unknown woman a side glance. ]
. . . Sure. [ and then she aims a very graceful kick to the door. ] And there's a doghouse out there with your name on it!
Not the doghouse, darlin--
I like your house. [ towards the camera. all the smiles from this one.
more pounding, before the feed shuts off with a click. ]
--
(( Judith, Rita and Raven will all be tagging this! ))