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

[fracturedsoul]

Not for long. Plus, humankind went extinct like four hundred years ago.

[ oh no the... popcorn is almost gone. :( ]

[straightupzorra]

[It's because Santana keeps eating it]

It all went extinct except you?

[fracturedsoul]

Me and one other person. It's complicated.

[ RUDE he was eating that... He'll just break out some candy then. All for him. ]

[straightupzorra]

[Candy? What kind?]

Then this movie was made hundreds of years before you were born?

[fracturedsoul]

[ Some orange gummy things. ]

Yep.

[straightupzorra]

[she'll snatch up some and claim Head Prefect privileges if he complains]

They're still crap.

[fracturedsoul]

[ He just side-eyes her warningly. ]

That's devaluing them. Crap? No. These movies are festering horseshit gilted with the droppings of the rare and endangered Siberian tiger.

[straightupzorra]

[she's is now laughing to hard she is choking on her gummy thing]

[wtg]

[fracturedsoul]

[ Aw yeah. He downs a handful of them while she recovers. His. Not yours. ]

[straightupzorra]

[She recovers and takes her own handful]

[fracturedsoul]

[ Ugh he was eating those. He'll just finish them off. ]

[straightupzorra]

[she looks around for more food, this girl can eat]

Any more?

[fracturedsoul]

Not to your knowledge.

[straightupzorra]

As Head Prefect I demand you share your food with me.

[she's only half serious]

[fracturedsoul]

Oh, look, I already did. I must be psychic or some shit.

[straightupzorra]

Then I demand you to get more.

[fracturedsoul]

No.

Sh, sh, sh, it's the new friend, Geromy. [ He gestures at the screen. ]

[straightupzorra]

You've seen this movie before, you can get up and get me food.

[fracturedsoul]

Yeah, but you're not even a prefect at my school.

[straightupzorra]

Excuse you, I'm Head Prefect of Conquest. The Headmistress of Conquest is my Weapon so I control her. The Head Prefect of your school is sickly and would be happy that I'm bossing around her students, and the Headmistress of Fortitude is the nicest person probably on any planet ever which can get fucking annoying but she won't stop me either. And neither will the mayor because if I start singing she'll literally become homicidal. I run this school.

[fracturedsoul]

[ Enjoy this side-long glare, and he's tossing some Sour Patch Kids over to her. ]

[straightupzorra]

Oh these are my favorites, I've upgraded you to favorite Strider.

[fracturedsoul]

That's enough to pacify you? Hell, I'm remembering this.

[straightupzorra]

Hey, I'm easy.