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I HOLD TRUTH LIKE A TORCH-- SHADOWS FLICKER BEFORE ME.

Oct 30, 2010 16:29

Who: Heather Mason and ANYONE IN GOLDENROD CITY. Anyone.
Where: Goldenrod City
When: In the thick of the Missingo glitching.
Summary: "And this glitch? Basically, the end of the world."
So, weird shit happens in Johto. That much has come to be expected. But everything else at least had an explanation Heather could buy. The Unown and their crystal ( Read more... )

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bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 02:41:48 UTC

He had said it once already, and he'd probably say it a thousand times. When Kaito had wished, as a kid, that he could live in a video game, he most certainly didn't mean this. Oh sure, it was a video game (more now than it had ever been before) but it didn't have to be all pixely and creepy, did it?

Kaito was sitting on the dotted ground in front of the Pokemon Center, fiddling with his gear in an attempt to communicate with others on the network and figure out how to fix this (if it was possible) when Heather streaked passed. He glanced up just in time to see the giant skeleton monster hot on her heels, and suddenly the Pokegear became less important than it had been ten seconds ago.

"Heather--! Shit--!"

Kaito was agile and swift, so it took mere seconds for him to leap to his feet and dart after her, gear clutched in his hand. It was a good thing he had his Pokemon attached to his belt still, though he was (understandably) reluctant to use them. It was far too weird seeing his friends, usually so colorful and filled with life, act like 8-bit sprites.

"Heather, the hell did you do?!"

foolishwren October 31 2010, 03:17:06 UTC

What a world, man.

One day it's perfectly normal, then the next, it's all 8-bit and your friends are getting chased around by giant monstrosities that would have been described as Lovecraftian, if Lovecraft had been around to be influenced by the internet.

At the sound of Kaito's voice (she hadn't spotted him when she passed, having been a little more concerned with regulating her speed than taking in the sights), she looked over her shoulder. KAITO. Now there was a sight for sore eyes. Not in that she hadn't seen him recently, but in that she was glad he hadn't turned into a goomba or something.

"NOTHING! ... I just hit it with a pipe!"

Heather that is not 'nothing'.

The beast was gliding above the rooftops, but it was obvious in the same way that a hawk is obvious when it's homing in on a rabbit that it was following her-- but when Kaito joined the equation, its skull swiveled on the neckbones and locked onto him as well.

Uh oh.

bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 03:47:04 UTC

"You hit it with a pipe?!" was Kaito's incredulous reply as he continued to run next to her, completely unaware that the ominous skeletal creature had targeted him in conjugation with his friend, "The hell were you thinking?!"

To be fair, Kaito wasn't really one to talk. If he had been faced with the same situation as her, he probably would have tried hitting the skeleton pterodactyl with a pipe, too.

foolishwren October 31 2010, 04:03:12 UTC

"HEY, it was that or turn into a scooby snack, all right?!" She waved the pixelated pipe agitatedly as she ran. But she was relieved to see he was all right, at least. She'd just have to tell him that later, since now wasn't the time.

Above them, the Missingno angled its wings for a swoop-- though how its wings even carried it was a mystery, considering they were just bones, the air whistling around them hollowly, but hey, in Magical Glitch Land who both of them-- it intended to snag at LEAST one!

Heather chose this moment to look over her shoulder, because after so much energy put into running away from monsters, after awhile you started to just know things.

"LOOK OUT!"

bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 04:10:51 UTC

Heather's warning was more than enough cause for Kaito to glance over his shoulder--

-- just in time to catch the flying skeleton dive-bombing them from above.

"GET DOWN!" was Kaito's immediate response to the danger that loomed ominously behind him. But before Heather could follow his urgent command, he reached out and grabbed her shoulders from behind, pushing on them hard to force her to the ground, and allowing himself to fall with her.

The pain that would surely follow from their fall would be worth it if they managed to avoid the grasping talons of the giant skeleton monster.

foolishwren October 31 2010, 04:29:11 UTC

She was already moving to duck, but Kaito's forceful shove added some impressive speed to the movement. The pair hit the strange, smooth ground with a muffled ghost of a thud, Heather yelping at the impact. She'd sort of hit it face-first. But yes, she would agree-- the pain was worth it.

Kaito would feel a rush of wind ruffle his hair as the thing's talons swept past overhead and closed on the space they'd been only seconds before. Letting out an indignant 8-bit scream, it sailed onwards as its momentum continued to carry it forward.

bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 04:33:18 UTC

The magician didn't take the time to focus on his pain or on how close of a call that had been. As the strange creature soared upwards, he scrambled to his feet, reaching for Heather's wrist and grasping it tightly in his hand as he did so. With this kind of danger pursuing them both, he wanted to keep her as close as possible.

"Come on!" he said as he tugged at her wrist insistently, most likely unnecessarily, since Heather was just as good at running as he was. Their next goal would be to find a place they could hide where the flying fossil wouldn't be able to reach them.

foolishwren October 31 2010, 04:42:50 UTC

Heather found herself tugged upright, stumbling to accommodate the yanking. Already fired up with adrenaline, she snapped "JEEZ, Kaito! Cut the umbilical, I can run just fine!" at him a little more harshly than she probably intended to. But neither had time feel guilty or insulted, judging by the screams that were drawing closer once more. The thing was circling around now, getting ready for another chance to swoop.

Galvanized both by the threat and his tugging, Heather ran alongside him, not bothering to look over her shoulder at their pursuer. It was damn obvious it was right behind them so why bother slowing down to see it?

bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 04:57:41 UTC

The panic was running too deep and the danger too real for Kaito to really have the chance to be offended by Heather's words (and honestly, they were probably deserved too; Kaito had the tendency to get a little overprotective when his friends were involved). His grip on her wrist loosened enough that she would be able to pull away from him if she so choose.

"Geez--! You think that thing can break through roofs?!" It sounded like a stupid question to his ears-- why wouldn't that thing be able to break through rooftops? But in a world made of pixels and bad sound effects and glitches, he had no idea if normal physics applied here. Right now, the Pokemon Center that they had passed earlier in the distance was looking like their best safe haven, and that's precisely where he was booking it toward.

foolishwren October 31 2010, 05:09:18 UTC

It's okay, Kaito. Heather might be pissy in general but deep down, she actually does appreciate the concern. ... It's just concern that'll have to be appreciated later when they're not running for their lives. Resuming her sprint after the brief stumble for balance, she pulled her wrist away but stayed close next to her friend. Like hell she was gonna get too far away from him.

"No fuckin' clue, but it wouldn't surprise me!"

The coding that seemed to be holding this place together seemed flimsy even to Heather, who didn't know much about computers as a general rule.

"It's HUGE."

bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 06:19:23 UTC

"Only one way to find out!"

The Pokemon Center was only a few feet away now, and as the frightening creature behind them let out another eerie, 8-bit warning cry, he darted toward the door, pushing it open and holding it that way so Heather could run inside with him.w

foolishwren October 31 2010, 06:23:27 UTC

Run inside she did, although as she passed, she grabbed a handful of his shirt and promptly yanked him in right behind her. Tit for tat, Kaito!

The lobby was speckled with the same flickering pixels as the outside, but at least it held SOME familiarity... though some of the furniture was warped beyond recognition and who could look at that stationary, smiling Nurse Joy and not feel creeped out?

A shadow (or something like a shadow-- did shadows even exist in this world?) passed the windows as the beast circled overhead. Was it waiting for them to come out? Or just biding its time before it came down and smashed the building?

bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 06:27:44 UTC

The yank caused him to stumble forward, into the Center, while the door slammed shut with an anticlimactic pixelated error sound behind them (instead of the proper thump a proper door would have made).

He held is breath as the... thing... passed the windows and disappeared again, and his gaze flickered up toward the ceiling, as though he expected the odd creature to come crashing through any second now.

foolishwren October 31 2010, 06:30:21 UTC

Heather glanced up at the ceiling, then over to the windows, then back to the ceiling again. The whole time, her shoulders heaving, mouth open like a panting dog as she tried to regain her breath after all that running. Kinda made the blood go to your head, really.

She bent forward a little, putting her hands on her knees to hold herself up.

"... 'Think we're okay.... for now...."

bakaitoukid October 31 2010, 06:33:41 UTC

A heavy exhalation of air signaled that Kaito was finally ready to relax, and he slumped up against the Pokemon Center wall with a groan. "Feels like we're stuck in a horror movie, doesn't it?" he asked as he lifted a hand to rub his temples. "Happy Halloween, huh?"

foolishwren October 31 2010, 06:37:48 UTC

"A horror movie inspired by TRON, yeah," Heather commented gruffly, remaining tense for a few minutes longer as she watched the ceiling. But then, finally, she too relaxed, stepping over to one of the ex-chairs and sitting down in it, wincing at the hard plastic feel that had replaced what had previously been soft cushions. "And to think, I was hoping for a nice normal Halloween of eating too much candy and telling retarded scary stories all night. Maybe scary movies if they even play them on the TVs here."

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