Movovie Night

[fracturedsoul]

Characters: Everyone
Format: Whichever you prefer
This log is: open
Location: Rakuen Public Library's media viewing room
Summary: Dirk shows off some 21st century cinematic masterpieces.
Warnings: Horrible movies. Swearing from Striders. The usual.

The time has come. Seven o'clock on the dot and Dirk is standing at the front of the viewing room in the city library to one side of the screen which is currently tuned to static, remote control in one of his hands.

There's plenty of room for everyone who shows up. The accommodations are a bit more classroom-like than he'd have liked -- tables and chairs for everyone to sit at -- but scattered about are some snacks and drinks he's scavenged from the Fortitude cafeteria.

Sit down. Watch these films. There are ten of them, and Dirk can go all night.

Comments

Re: BEFORE SEVEN

[afraid_of_my_shadow]

Alex said he would show up early; there were less people after all. He finds Dirk a bit early, standing by the sleeping teen for a moment before trying clearing his throat. If that doesn't work, he'll move on to calling his name a few times, but if things get really dire, he might even try shaking his shoulder.

[fracturedsoul]

One second he's on Prospit, and the next he's back in the viewing room, shoulder being shaken by Alex.

Dirk blinks, lifting up his shades to look around and get his bearings. Ah. Right. Well, the message has been delivered. Jade should be here soon. "Hey, Furest."

WHAT IS SLEEPING?

[afraid_of_my_shadow]

Alex smiles when Dirk wakes, but the moment he hears 'Furest' he goes a little green and a little pale and his smile falters. He manages to recover though, ignoring it and regains his smile with twice the force, "Hey, Dirk. C-came early, l-like you suggested."

SOMETHING YOU SHOULD DO

[fracturedsoul]

Dirk frowns slightly, but doesn't press.

"Good plan. Sorry about that, I was finding someone to let her know it's about to begin." He gets to his feet and heads over to the DVD player to put the first movie in. Well, not the "first" one chronologically but the first one on top of the stack, which is SBAHJ the Moive. It really doesn't matter what order they watch them in.

Yeah, probably... last tag for the night~ Aren't you special? <3

[afraid_of_my_shadow]

Alex looks confused at that. He had been asleep, hadn't he? "F-finding someone?"

He follows Dirk over to the DVD player and picks up the next one from the stack, muttering, "lieber Gott," to himself over just how bad the movie looked.

[OOC: translation is basically "dear God".]

[fracturedsoul]

"On Prospit," Dirk replies, gesturing to the pendant around his neck. "Been keeping up with the message boards?"

He boots the disc up to the menu, which is... not a menu at all but just static. Horrible, eye-paining static.

[afraid_of_my_shadow]

"Ah," he remembers the post and finding it really strange, but sort of cool. If only he had the raks to dump into getting a pendant.

He was going to avoid looking at the not-menu for now, considering how terrible the movies looked.

"T-two questions; What's it l-like dreaming on the moon, an' how are there enough p-people on one planet that c-can appreciate irony enough to make this p-popular?" Really. How?

[fracturedsoul]

"It's okay. You're basically awake while you're asleep. I highly recommend it if you've got the cash to spare."

He just leaves it there on the menu for now. "Beats me. This is some high-level shit. At the time these films came out I doubt there was anyone who could actually appreciate them. But they still made their creator a very rich man."

[afraid_of_my_shadow]

He nods about the pendant. He'd definitely get one as soon as he could afford it.

As for the movie, "H-how'd it--" He was going to ask how it managed to do that, but then he remembered what was in movie theaters. "Right, right market an' any movie'll sell." He laughs a bit, "Some day I'll have ta show you K-Killer Clowns from Outer Space."

[fracturedsoul]

"Precisely. Well, that along with some of the side ventures he had going on. Made a bunch of shit that was so awful it cost him negative money. Not that the money's what mattered."

Dirk raises an eyebrow. "Eh. Sounds just bad enough to be worth giving a shot."

[afraid_of_my_shadow]

"N-negative money?" Really? Wow.

"And the alien clowns have c-cotton c-candy guns. They t-trap you in cotton c-candy." Need more be said? "Troll 2's another one."