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Heather Mason ([personal profile] foolishwren) wrote in [community profile] route_10652011-08-31 11:55 pm

Between the kindness of strangers and the rumble of the road

Who: Aoko Nakamori, Crow Hogan, Harry Mason, Heather Mason, Henry Townshend, Kaito Kuroba
Where: Route 38
When: Nighttime, August 31
Summary: Campfires are interesting places. Even more interesting when the people sitting at one are a detective's daughter, a guy who plays card games on motorcycles, an internationally-wanted jewel thief, an agoraphobic photographer, a ... Heather, and a mild-mannered novelist who's probably the only mature adult there.
But you can't have a campfire without stories, and with such a crowd as odd as this one, there's sure to be a few worth telling...
Rating: PG for spooky stories
Log:
The dog days of summer are a special time of year, regardless of whether or not you're young enough to still associate them with the last days of freedom before fall and academia set back in. And while Johto's pace of life seemed to stay the same year-round regardless of season, there was still a little something in the air on that last night of August.

The sun had long since sunk below the treeline, leaving in its wake a warm night that still held the barest hint of the autumn ahead.

But the fire chased that little ghost of a chill away nicely, small though it was from where it flickered in the center of the little hollow they'd set up camp in, and what the fire didn't do, the sleeping bags would. It was a small site, hardly more than a pine-needle-and-root-floored clearing walled in by thick trunks.

In fact, the fire's flickering light hardly even extends through the gaps between the trees.

... Which is why Heather's got a staticky, softly-glowing Pichu held in the palm of her hand like some kind of squishy, living lantern as she squeezes her way back into the fire's light, stepping carefully over friend, Pokemon alike before dumping a pile of sticks next to the fire.

"Boom. That's enough for the rest of the night, I think. Outta the way, Cooj."

Shoveling the fluffy canine monstrosity that had (along with a few puffy bags of marshmallows) been taking up most of her sleeping bag aside, Heather flopped down with a hearty huff, still holding her father's Pichu and looking around at the rest of the travel party with a wide grin.

"SO! We still gonna do the stories?"

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[When it's his turn, Henry blank-faces for a bit and actually considers asking to be skipped. Somehow he didn't think Crow or Heather would let that happen. He swaps his bag of marshmallows out for Burger and plops the cat pokemon into his lap so he'll have something to pet. OH GOD PUBLIC SPEAKING.]

[Burger digs it though. Attentioooons <3]


I'm not a very good story-teller. Sorry.

I took a lot of photography classes in collage and the building we were in wasn't very well-kept on one side. That was the side the dark room was in. Whenever we had to develop something it was like...walking into another building completely. I think most of us decided it was haunted.

[Henry goes quiet and tries to gather up more words. He didn't have very many.]

One night, I had to stay late because some of my film got destroyed and reshoot some stuff. I was walking towards the dark room and heard noises coming out of it--like...moans. It sounded like someone was in pain. It had to be the ghosts, right?

[Henry looks thoughtful. He wondered what it would have been like if that building had ended up being haunted instead of his apartment. Nobody would even notice. That place was so creepy.]

It was just a couple of people having sex though. I couldn't get my stuff developed that night. I got a bad grade.

[ 8( Henry lets his anticlimax sink in for a while.]


This one time a serial killer thought my house was his mom so he tried to murder me. That was weird.

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Art students are weird.

[ 8I ]

If I had a marshmallow for every time I've walked in on us art kids doing stuff like that I'd have...a lot of marshmallows.

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Well it's creepy on that side of the building. I guess they thought they'd take advantage of nobody going over there to bother them.

[He looks thoughtful and wrinkles his nose a little.]

It sure wasn't the best smelling room though.

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
...Well now that I think about it, the fumes int he chemical dips do get you sort of loopy.

Maybe it enhanced the experience.

[Henry looks thoughtful. He may or may not have lit up in there a time or two. His pictures looked awesome.]

Ha ha somebody got caught developing naked pictures once. They would have shrugged it off as photography majors being...photography majors but it turns out they weren't even in the class.

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Henry the silent has seen MANY MANY SHENANIGANS.]

I don't remember. I just remember being in the room and not recognizing the people in the photos.

[Henry's blank-face shifts enough to suggest that they hadn't been very pleasant naked photos.]

Now that I think back on it...parts of that building reminded me of...Y'know. Weird.

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Weird.

[HOW SPECIFIC.]

Anyway, I never did see a real ghost in that building.

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Heh, yeah.

And the spooky lingering scents of questionable substances.

[Aaaahaha that's not FILM in those little black canisters.]

I kind of miss it....photography. Not the walking in on make-outs.

[He tugs his poke'gear out of his pocket and fumbles with it, apparently getting ready to take a photo of her.]

[identity profile] harryusedworry.livejournal.com 2011-09-04 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[.....teenagers and sex stories. Heather why is he here?]

A real life horror story.

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-04 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it was scary until it was gross and sort of funny.

[identity profile] harryusedworry.livejournal.com 2011-09-04 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Things are generally scary until you figure out what they are.

[A pause...]

Unless they turn out to be worse then what you imagined. But that isn't usually the case.

[Just...well Silent Hill stuff...yeah.]
darkenedgales: (DIDN'T NEED TO KNOW THAT)

[personal profile] darkenedgales 2011-09-04 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[OH this is bound to be interesting, another ghost story-- wait no.

... Sex in a darkroom? FOR REAL? That's the guy's story?]


You've gotta be kid--

[Oh, and there goes a mention of a serial killer. What the hell is wrong with that guy and his completely random insertions of... weird things...]

... You really are kidding, right?

[HE HOPES HE IS.]

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-04 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
No?

I'm not...good at making up stories. [8c HENRY JUST COULDN'T BE ONE OF THE COOL KIDS.] All I have are things that have happened to me.
darkenedgales: (i am positive this isn't gonna end well.)

[personal profile] darkenedgales 2011-09-04 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
... [There is something wrong with that guy and Crow is sure of it.]

Oh, gotcha. [A pause.] Sucks 'bout the serial killer. [CROW'S SYMPATHY. YOU HAVE IT, HENRY.]

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-05 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[8C CROW WAS A BRO. HE UNDERSTOOD.]

He tried to give me a doll. It was weird.
darkenedgales: (what happens if you push the red button?)

[personal profile] darkenedgales 2011-09-05 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ALWAYS.

... Wow, this story is getting weider and weider.]


Yeah, sounds odd. Maybe he was a psycho?

[personal profile] bakaitoukid 2011-09-04 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[... w-what]

That's not very scary.

[a beat]

Did that second one really happen?

[identity profile] no-ufo-ending.livejournal.com 2011-09-05 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah.

[Le pause.]

He was weird.

[personal profile] bakaitoukid 2011-09-06 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
. . .

Er. 'M sorry. [a-awkward all of a sudden]