Experiment 003 [Accidental Video Post // Public] [Week 2, Day 5, Morning]
[A small white Rattata is curled up on a very big white bed, nested in a crumpled heap of white leather and blankets; for a moment in its stillness, it's hard to see at all. It begins to stir as it wakes up, stretching and yawning widely, only to pause and turn its head as the twitching of it's curly tail attracts its attention. It sleepily reaches for the end with one paw, only for it to slip out of reach as it moves--it looks a little more alarmed now, waking up more as it twists and spins to try and catch a clear glimpse of the thing. It doesn't really work very well; soon, it starts skittering away from the tail that seems to be stalking it at every turn, scampering erratically across the bed.]
[One rather lively session of tail-chasingfleeing-from later, the Rattata finally sprawls on its back, dizzy and tired as it pants for breath. It turns its head without bothering to move further as it spots the twitching of its own tail again, this time still and curled in on itself enough to study it; its eyes go comically wide for a moment, and it examines itself more thoroughly before looking around, finally realizing just how very wrong the whole situation is. It gives itself a vigorous shake and rises to pad towards the camera, paws resting on the edge of the keyboard as it stares at its new reflection.]
[Needless to say, Karen demands an explanation for this bullshit is rather confused, though she's more bewildered and overwhelmed than unhappy just yet. She's only just barely started to consider the issues of form and speech, not to mention those of scale; this has "long day" written all over it.... She really hopes she forgot to close her door last night. Sure, rodents can grasp, but can they turn a doorknob? Or even reach it?]
((OOC: Going to be gone until this evening, so I figured I'd post this now, and actually get to tagging once I get back. Don't expect any responses until at least mid-evening. *might stick up an icon if she ever finds one that actually matches*))
[One rather lively session of tail-chasingfleeing-from later, the Rattata finally sprawls on its back, dizzy and tired as it pants for breath. It turns its head without bothering to move further as it spots the twitching of its own tail again, this time still and curled in on itself enough to study it; its eyes go comically wide for a moment, and it examines itself more thoroughly before looking around, finally realizing just how very wrong the whole situation is. It gives itself a vigorous shake and rises to pad towards the camera, paws resting on the edge of the keyboard as it stares at its new reflection.]
[Needless to say, Karen demands an explanation for this bullshit is rather confused, though she's more bewildered and overwhelmed than unhappy just yet. She's only just barely started to consider the issues of form and speech, not to mention those of scale; this has "long day" written all over it.... She really hopes she forgot to close her door last night. Sure, rodents can grasp, but can they turn a doorknob? Or even reach it?]
((OOC: Going to be gone until this evening, so I figured I'd post this now, and actually get to tagging once I get back. Don't expect any responses until at least mid-evening. *might stick up an icon if she ever finds one that actually matches*))