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1-UP [video/action for New Bark, slightly forward-dated to Christmas morning]
[Whelp, there's snow on the ground, including a fresh layer from last night, and crisp enough to be definitely winter. And there is a peculiar man in green shuffling out of a house. The video feed is on, and it's being held outward to face the direction he's oh-so-slowly walking in, but the chattering of his teeth is loud enough to discern even without seeing him.]
...Is it gone?
[He stops walking, the camera shaking a bit in time with his own shivering.
And then the fog starts. A bizarre violet fog that thickens gradually, enveloping the cameraman eerily, until the entire screen is just solid, murky purple. The guy holding the camera is clearly beginning to freak out, if the whimpering is any clue.
Finally, there is a rather loud scream, which turns into a chorus of two screams when the man adds his own to the mix, and the feed turns off for a while.]
Mamma miaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
[...Come to think of it, maybe he wasn't shivering just because he was cold.]
[ABOUT TEN MINUTES LATER...]
[And we're back! This time, the camera is facing Luigi at arm's length, and you can clearly see him. There's a Gastly lurking around in a half-materialized state behind him, though whether he realizes it or is just doing his damnedest to ignore the thing is questionable.]
Wh-Why does it keep following me?! I didn't even get a vacuum in the bag! This must be some mistake...
[When someone comes up behind Luigi and taps on his shoulder as he complains, he practically jumps out of his skin. Again. When he turns around to address them, all they do is wish him a Merry Christmas and take off again, probably to go spread the message to everyone else in town.
He turns, slowly, to look at the camera, almost a little pale now.]
...Christmas?
[And he didn't even get a chance to get anybody anything...]
((OOC: Oh, hi, remember me? I joined a little after Halloween, and then... vanished off the face of the planet? Whelp, that was due to a couple combined factors of life plus an unusual bout of depression plus just plain not feeling RP at the time. Even with the LJ drama going on, I think I'm probably ready to jump back into the fray now, though! And what better time than to bring Luigi in on Christmas Day without a single present to give anybody?
Yeah, this'll be the first of many such incidents, I imagine. Being Weegee is suffering.))
...Is it gone?
[He stops walking, the camera shaking a bit in time with his own shivering.
And then the fog starts. A bizarre violet fog that thickens gradually, enveloping the cameraman eerily, until the entire screen is just solid, murky purple. The guy holding the camera is clearly beginning to freak out, if the whimpering is any clue.
Finally, there is a rather loud scream, which turns into a chorus of two screams when the man adds his own to the mix, and the feed turns off for a while.]
Mamma miaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
[...Come to think of it, maybe he wasn't shivering just because he was cold.]
[ABOUT TEN MINUTES LATER...]
[And we're back! This time, the camera is facing Luigi at arm's length, and you can clearly see him. There's a Gastly lurking around in a half-materialized state behind him, though whether he realizes it or is just doing his damnedest to ignore the thing is questionable.]
Wh-Why does it keep following me?! I didn't even get a vacuum in the bag! This must be some mistake...
[When someone comes up behind Luigi and taps on his shoulder as he complains, he practically jumps out of his skin. Again. When he turns around to address them, all they do is wish him a Merry Christmas and take off again, probably to go spread the message to everyone else in town.
He turns, slowly, to look at the camera, almost a little pale now.]
...Christmas?
[And he didn't even get a chance to get anybody anything...]
((OOC: Oh, hi, remember me? I joined a little after Halloween, and then... vanished off the face of the planet? Whelp, that was due to a couple combined factors of life plus an unusual bout of depression plus just plain not feeling RP at the time. Even with the LJ drama going on, I think I'm probably ready to jump back into the fray now, though! And what better time than to bring Luigi in on Christmas Day without a single present to give anybody?
Yeah, this'll be the first of many such incidents, I imagine. Being Weegee is suffering.))
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[Funny, it doesn't seem very "pokey" to him... he turns and jabs his finger at thin air, which is presumably his attempt to indicate the Gastly.
It's probably behind him, actually, knowing his luck.]
But it's still a ghost! Look! Ghost! It has teeth, and big piercing glowing eyes, and a huge tongue, and horns, and claws to rip you to shreds, and--!!
[The yet-unnamed Gastly, clearly displeased with the unnecessary exaggeration, sneaks up behind Luigi and drags her long tongue lazily across his face. It's visible off to the side of the frame, at least.
The expression he's left with after the fact is priceless, with him white as a sheet, eyes the size of dinner plates, and lips pulled so tight that his mustache is almost completely covering them.]
Help meeeeeeee!!
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