002. Accidental Video
[So someone used about five rounds' worth of Sweet Scent, apparently (this event and its epic consequences were posted in the log comm), and it resulted in, among other things, a FLOOD OF SENTRETS filling Route 29. And how is ol' Heather dealing with this sudden disruption of her gloomy-ass day?]
"ARGH--FFCKGJHS!! Ffftpp! GEDDOWN!"
[The screen shows rapidly-passing scenery of the more uphill portions of Route 29. Over logs and rocks, around trees, splattering rain, and not to mention the poor Pokegear and its owner are repeatedly getting thwapped by leafy branches. Every so often, a fleeting glimpse of a stripy Sentret butt can be seen, skittering at full-tilt ahead of Heather.
Sound-wise? A whole lot of barking (from somewhere behind) and audible keyboard-spasm noises from Heather herself every time she smacks into a branch.
The people in charge of this whole game want her to catch a Pokemon? Fine. She's gonna catch a Pokemon.
The poor Pokegear finally falls out of whatever pocket it was dangling from and hits the ground, mud obscuring part of the screen.
Sounds of a struggle, and then, from over the edge of a small ridge, Heather straightens up triumphantly, a Pokeball clutched in her fist. She's covered in mud and appears to have a bloody nose.]
"HA!"
[And then she immediately disappears from view again, apparently worn out from the effort it took to apparently wrestle the Sentret into a ball by herself. Apparently siccing her Pokemon on wild ones is too much effort for Heather. Or she's just a stupid kid. Either or.
Snuffling sounds are heard, and a very happy mud-covered Growlithe face appears on the screen.
The rest of the transmission is just a big sloppy pink tongue licking the screen for five minutes until the moisture from the mud and rain makes the Pokegear fizzle out.]
"ARGH--FFCKGJHS!! Ffftpp! GEDDOWN!"
[The screen shows rapidly-passing scenery of the more uphill portions of Route 29. Over logs and rocks, around trees, splattering rain, and not to mention the poor Pokegear and its owner are repeatedly getting thwapped by leafy branches. Every so often, a fleeting glimpse of a stripy Sentret butt can be seen, skittering at full-tilt ahead of Heather.
Sound-wise? A whole lot of barking (from somewhere behind) and audible keyboard-spasm noises from Heather herself every time she smacks into a branch.
The people in charge of this whole game want her to catch a Pokemon? Fine. She's gonna catch a Pokemon.
The poor Pokegear finally falls out of whatever pocket it was dangling from and hits the ground, mud obscuring part of the screen.
Sounds of a struggle, and then, from over the edge of a small ridge, Heather straightens up triumphantly, a Pokeball clutched in her fist. She's covered in mud and appears to have a bloody nose.]
"HA!"
[And then she immediately disappears from view again, apparently worn out from the effort it took to apparently wrestle the Sentret into a ball by herself. Apparently siccing her Pokemon on wild ones is too much effort for Heather. Or she's just a stupid kid. Either or.
Snuffling sounds are heard, and a very happy mud-covered Growlithe face appears on the screen.
The rest of the transmission is just a big sloppy pink tongue licking the screen for five minutes until the moisture from the mud and rain makes the Pokegear fizzle out.]