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Current Location: New Bark Town

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[Cybil's face appears on screen looking...well, calm and collected because she's a cop, gdit, shit isn't supposed to weird her out. Okay so she does look a bit skeptical to say the least.]

This is certainly no nightmare, that's for sure. But Pokémon? Waking up in another house when I wasn't even sleeping? I don't think I was asleep, at least. This is getting too bizarre.

The things in the bag I was given...I mean, it's nice having working communication and a radio that actually plays music, but none of my things are in there. My gun's gone, and I don't like the idea of not having my gun when there are [camera pans to a Houndour standing at attention. It looks just as stern as Cybil does. She shifts it back to her face.] these things following me around. It hasn't attacked me yet but forgive me for not trusting dogs that look like they came right from Hell. I've had a pretty rough experience when it comes to monsters.

Please, tell me...what the hell is going on? It's a step up from the fog and...damn, seeing actual residents around sure as hell is nice but I'm convinced this is a dream and...[a sigh, she shakes her head and runs a hand through her short blond hair] I honestly don't know what to make of what's going on anymore. With this place, with Silent Hill and...

[a pause, and she eyes something off-camera (her Houndour) before returning her attention to the camera]

...I guess I'll just...wait and see if anyone responds and until then I'll be walking around this...'New Bark Town' asking the residents pretty much the same things I've just asked. Doubt I'll get any straight answers. And Harry, if you're somehow here too, please contact me as soon as possible, just so I can keep track.

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_{[NEVER. Except maybe when he, you know, conveniently omitted the 'oh yeah and then we rampaged through a monster-filled town and faced unspeakable evil on your behalf lol' part, but water under the bridge, right?! But he had his reasons and anyway, Heather's long past the resentful-teen thing, at least when it comes to her father. Nothing teaches you to appreciate what you have more than losing it.]

[When the 'f' word comes up, that small smile actually blooms into something a little more characteristic for Heather-- a crooked smile on the verge of becoming a toothy grin.]}

Funny you should mention that...

First thing you gotta learn about this crazy place is that it doesn't seem to discriminate what time it yoinks people out of.

_{[There's more fondness in her expression than she thought there would EVER be while looking at a police officer-- people she usually saw as inconveniences at best, downright assholes at worst.]}

... Dad used to tell me about you a lot.

[SO HE LEFT OUT ALL THE FUN STUFF gdit.

Now then, cue one of the longer pauses Cybil has to offer as she attempts to use logic to assess the current facts she's being told and yeah.

SORRY AGAIN SHE IS A CYNIC SO EVEN THOUGH SHE MIGHT'VE LINED SOMETHING UP SHE'LL JUST. BE EYEBALLING YOU A LITTLE BIT HEATHER. her voice is a bit flat to match her kind of. bewildered-yet-unbelieving look.]

...your dad?

[pause. paaaaause.]

It can't be.

_[BEAM.]

Name's Cheryl.

'Sup?

_{[Little Girl (black hair, just turned seven) has evolved into Punky Teenager!]}

[PFFFFFFFT WHAT IS THIS.

Sorry Cybil's gonna have a tough time believing this.]

...impossible. Cheryl's seven. With short, black hair.

[she knows this because she saw her briefly and also HARRY DOESN'T SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT IT.]

You better not be trying to pull something.

_{[Yeah, Heather's not really expecting anything less. NOBODY had an easy time accepting the weird grab-bag nature of how Johto seemed to pluck people out of their homes no matter what year they were from.]

[But whether she's believed or not, she's not gonna hide it. That was her concern when Harry had showed up, and she'd wound up screwing herself over big-time by trying to keep her identity hush-hush for fear of disbelief on his part.]}

Yeah, and I also dressed like a Precious Moments figurine and had a hard time spelling simple words.

Anyway.

_{[She lifts and hand and sort of shakes her head. Now that she's gotten... that off her chest, she's feelin' better. That awkwardness has dissipated and in the wake is Heather's usual, much-more-confident self.]}

I don't expect you to believe me. You don't even need to, I guess. This place is nuts.

But if I was trying to pull something, you'd probably know it. I'm not exactly known for my subtle, conniving ways.

Edited 2011-01-21 09:50 (UTC)

[She notes the shift in attitude after Heather's confession, and though all the logic in Cybil points to 'no this can't be possible', the behavioral shift not to mention the improbability of practically everything that's been going on in the past 24 hours kind of. Help her actually believe.

She's still keeping her cool though, and her tone is calm.]

Nuts...it feels like I've gone insane. But...

[more eyeballing. Yup, still looks like a delinquent, but she has a soft spot for kids, even ones that aren't seven years old. And again, she's been a cop long enough to know when someone's lying or not.

BUT JUST TO MAKE SURE.]

And your last name is...?

_{[Embrace the madness, Cybil. Embrace it.]}

Heh... yep, sounds like the general effect that friggin' town has on people.

_{[Heather DOES look like a delinquent and Cybil's instincts are pretty much correct. The kid ain't exactly a model citizen, even now. And she could still be a rotten little sneak sometimes. But lying about this? Nope. Nuh-uh. She was done with that shit. And you know what? It felt DAMN good to let that secret out.]

[She grins her usual crooked grin, answering without missing a beat.]}

Mason, from womb to tomb.

_{[... well not.... literally, but-- ... it was a figure of speech, all right.]}

Sorry for... y'know, springin' that on you, but-- ... it's really cool to meet you, finally.

_{[If only you knew how big and sparkly five-year-old Heather's eyes had gotten every time her dad told her stories about his BADASS COP BUDDY, Cybil. If only you knew.]}

[Aaaaand the last name verifies it.]

Cheryl Mason.

[Parrot syndrome, alas. It takes her a moment to find her wording because to be honest this is coming as a shock to her. She's heard all about Cheryl, saw her once, but she'd never think...

Whatever. Whatever. Her cynicism of this place and the circumstances was unwinding pretty rapidly due to the rapid pace of information dumps taken, so her mouth twitches into a smile. Not forced, but completely mindboggled by, well...everything.]

It's...nice to finally meet you too. I'm really glad Harry was able to find you. I was worried, you know? Certainly not as much as your father, of course, you were all he could think about, but still. A kid wandering around alone in that town...[floating like an eerie demon child...or, whatever] it's a scary thought.

_{[Johto did that, man. Just wait till she talked to Minnie Mouse or found out that several of the people here used to be animals.]}

Aheh, yeah, sorry for leading you guys on that wild goose chase... things wound up being a whole lot screwier than I knew at the time. _{[Cheryl's memories were faded, but not gone-- and although the little girl had most definitely known that something was wrong, and that something'd had to do with her, she hadn't known the full implications. Not at first, anyway...]}

... I was pretty scared, not gonna lie.

But uh... so.

You're here now... I've been here awhile. ... There's a few others from around our neck of the woods, too. Maybe four of us. _{[Five if she counted Harry's brief stay... but she couldn't. Not anymore.]}

You don't need to apologize. It's my duty to help look for lost children, and after all, it's not like any of it was your fault. You were just a little kid who got herself lost in a really bizarre, dangerous town. [LITTLE DOES CYBIL KNOW THAT IT KIND OF IS CHERYL'S FAULT. Well nevermind it was kind of. Dahlia's. And Alessa's...in a way, which also means Cheryl too but. Mostly Dahlia. And.

Y'know what the plot of Silent Hill still confuses me why the hell do I play these games again.]

It seems like a decent amount of people I've spoken to have heard of the town, so it doesn't surprise me that there are others wandering around. Besides you and me, I've only spoken to one other 'native'. [b'aaaaaaw poor Heather. :(]

How long is awhile for you? Apparently eight months is the record.

_{[Somewhere in the back of Heather's head, the voice of her nasty teen delinquent side laughed snidely at the thought of cops being dutiful. Then the voice of her nostalgic childhood memories of wanting to be awesome like Harry's cop friend bitchslapped it and told it to sit the hell down.]}

Aheh, it wound up being a bit more complicated than that... But that's not important right now, I guess.

_{[It's like an abusive relationship, man, you just keep coming back. The plot confuses you because it loves you so much!]

[In the end, it DID essentially all boil down to Dahlia. Alessa hadn't asked to play mommy to the apocalypse-bringer or get burned alive, after all-- probably hadn't even asked for the Otherworld, either, although to be fair, nobody could probably have predicted that. Dammit, Dahlia. If only you hadn't been abusive, crazy, and probably high.]}

And uh-- yeah, well, a few of the friends I've made here know about it. _{[Kaito and Phoenix in particular, it seemed, had already had their radars pinged when Cybil mentioned the 'S' and 'H' words.]} Mainly 'cause I told them.

But the only ones who like... know know are my friend James and his wife, and recently another girl who showed up a coupla' weeks ago. They saw the monsters, too. .... Er... well, maybe James's wife didn't, I guess... _{[She still wasn't sure on that front, and.... then there was the whole thing where she was apparently dead. Heather still had to talk to James about that one...]}

That's-- yeah. Eight months. I've been here longer than most.

I guess I was one of the first.

Edited 2011-01-22 20:06 (UTC)

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