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[open; mingle] movie night

» WHO? Anyone who wants to eat some popcorn and watch some movies
» WHEN? Mid-September, evening
» WHERE? Mess Hall
» WHAT? It's a movie night! Featuring horror films because the dumb teenage boys in charge of the communicator streaming the films (Hajime and Ryuji) won't admit they'd rather watch a rom-com than a horror movie
» WARNINGS? None, please tag top-levels if something comes up!

The smell of popcorn wafts enticingly from the Mess Hall one evening, and while it does come from the replicators, meaning the taste still at times is a little off, it's undeniably popcorn. Salty, caramel, buttered... there's even a bowl of curry-flavored perched on one of the tables, though it's hard to tell which is which thanks to the dimmed lighting.

The reason for all the popcorn and the dimmed lights is pretty obvious from even a casual glance. In one corner of the mess hall, someone (Hajime) has hooked up their communicator to one of the larger screens. There's some pillows and blankets to make the usual seating a little more comfortable and reminiscent of a movie theater. It's an attempt to bring something a little normal to a station that increasingly seems more and more abnormal with every new revelation.

[It's a mingle! Feel free to just pick any style of horror movie for your threads; Hajime's communicator has several non-specific ones according to the mods.]

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[Slightly before the movie starts, you can find Ryuji tossing up popcorn and trying to catch it in his mouth. One lands square on his forehead as he tries to hold perfectly still and tilt downward so he can catch that bad boy in his mouth.]

C'mon...

[Welcome to the true horror movie.]

[The popcorn slowly goes down Ryuji's face, but right as it's about to fall in his mouth, it stops. Instead, it hovers just slightly above his mouth. If he tries to move towards it, it'll suddenly float up higher above his head.

Ezra is off somewhere suspiciously closing his eyes and raising a hand. Definitely not using the Force to prank Ryuji, nope.]

[When it doesn't land squarely into his mouth, all according to plan, he stops for a moment to try and see past his nose. There's what looks like the delicious spoke of a piece of movie style popcorn, just waiting for him to eat, and it's a little... confusing... how it doesn't want to go into his mouth.

So, what does any respectable idiot do when someone's using magic bullshit to try and carrot on a stick him?

He bobs his head up, trying to capture it, completely oblivious to Ezra's dirty work here. No go. It climbs higher and Ryuji stands up, thinking he's gotten the best of it, only for it to go higher out of reach.]

... DUDE... DOES ANYONE ELSE SEE THIS OR AM I GOIN' CRAZY?

[Hajime has been watching since Ezra lifted his hand and started acting weird, so it doesn't take him long to put two and two together. What with Ezra's weird powers and all.]

Huh?

[He gives his very best disinterested stare toward Ryuji, fighting to keep a smile from his face.]

Hey, stop playing with your food. How old are you again?

[Some One has claimed pretty much all of the caramel popcorn for herself and is ready and willing to throw down to defend it.

You want it? Better ask nicely.

Meanwhile, Erika seems to have a problem with the movies themselves. About a third of the way into each, she starts commenting under her breath on jumps of logic and impossibilities.

"They should've just gone and stayed in a hotel."

"No, don't - nobody's checked that room yet. Obviously it's in there. Don't lock yourself in..."

"...Sharks can't do that."

It's bound to get old quick.]

[Erika's claim to the caramel popcorn is secure, from Gundam at least. Caramel? CARAMEL?! This is an abomination to popcorn in and of itself!

Yet there is one thing here they can agree on...]

Sharks would NOT do that!

This is not an accurate portrayal of the behavior of a Great White in the slightest.

[Instead of getting scared this time, he just looks utterly incensed the longer this is on.]

If they are so terrified of this utter abomination against shark-kind, why do these fools insist upon invading it's dominion again and again?

[He doesn't even notice Hajime's intensive "try not to smile" face, so engrossed in what he's trying to accomplish here. He backs up and stands on top of the bench in front of the mess hall table and jumps for it.

And misses.

FUCKING HELL.]

Five, according to you.

[Finally turning to Hajime, he gives up on the popcorn for a second since he has a new target.]

Practically in a retirement home.

[Haru finds herself nestled in some of the blankets and pillows. Enticed here by both popcorn and horror movies. Not that she would admit to horror being something that intrigued her just a little.

The monsters were no different than shadows, and she was fairly okay with reasoning that these were fiction.]

Announcing yourself like that, it kind of takes away the horror element and puts in a little humor, doesn't it?

[She's definitely talking about this guy that just shouted "Here's Johnny", in the middle of this horror movie.]

[Like Gundam, Hajime isn't really going for the caramel. It's nice to have, but it's all about the salty flavor for him!!

The comment about the hotel makes him laugh, though, a huff of laughter quiet enough so he doesn't disturb the others watching it as he rests his chin in his hand.]

You're right... these movies would be a lot shorter if the people in them were smarter, huh?

They don't scare you at all?

...Does it?

[Hajime's there, of course, close enough to hold her hand under the blanket if she wants. That's about all the obvious affection he'll initiate, though -- the lights might be dimmed, but they're still in public, in a manner of speaking. It's embarrassing to do that kind of stuff in front of other people!!

Also he doens't find Johnny funny at all. He'd jumped a little when the axe had started to come through the door, though he's doing his best to hide it.]

Sort of, I think?

["Johnny" doesn't seem to scare her in the slightest. Having seen a lot worse in this world than some old horror movie that isn't really doing much to tickle her horror fancy. Maybe...maybe the next one would.

Though, with him sitting this close. She will take it upon herself to grab that hand in her own. Lacing their fingers.]

Hajime? Are you all right?

Yeah, see, Haru gets it.

[it's unclear how well Dave can even see the movie in the shades, as he's leaned back, arms folded behind his head. because they aren't his normal shades — they're an actively glitching pair that Ryuji yoinked off of his shadow last month.]

[and further, quality-wise, they're about the same level of trashloss jpg as the sord.....]

[Hajime bursts out laughing at Ryuji's attempt to catch it by jumping. Such prowess, such determination, all for that one piece of popcorn.]

You'll definitely be the most youthful one there with all the elderly guys, yeah.

Maybe you should stop trying to jump for it and instead see if there's anything in the room that could cause that.

[Oh, she's holding his hand... he relaxes slightly now that the burden of "should-I-hold-her-hand-maybe-not" has been lifted from his shoulders. His fingers squeeze hers a little too tightly as the axe smashes through the bathroom door again, but he tries to laugh it off quietly.]

Yeah, of course. It'd take a lot more than this crazy guy to scare me.

[B...bravado doesn't suit him.]

Are you a fan of horror?

I try to get it, anyways. I feel like he really is making more of a fool of himself this way.

[... does she dare ask about the glasses.

Dooooes she?]

I wouldn't say a fan...

[She laughs a little, leaning against him as they continue watching what Haru thinks is a mediocre film in the first place. Horror it may be, but horror elements it failed on... just a little. She could see where this was good in it's time though.]

I have just seen things that are a lot scarier than that.

[do it, Haru!! ask!]

That sounds about right, considering how this movie ends.

[Dave, meanwhile, also probably deserves a smack for nonchalantly waltzing toward just dropping some spoilers out in the open.]

[As they're discussing all this, the popcorn stealthily journeys to where Ezra's sitting and right onto his hand. He plops it in his mouth like this was not a totally unreasonable way of obtaining a single popcorn piece.]

[Hm. Hmmmmmmm hm.

Conspicuous lack of eye contact.

Crunch munch crunch crunch.]

Do they scare you?

[She doesn't care about the shark behavior BUT his expertise on the subject is admirable at least.

With a common enemy, their squabbles are put to rest.]

You can see the animatronic hinge. Look at how they cut away right before you see the whole body.

How disgraceful... [They couldn't even get a real shark?]

They would never be able to train a beautiful creature to malign itself for a wretched plot in this way.

The arrogance of humanity is truly atrocious! This is the true horror of this worthless spectacle!

[Could he... be any louder.]

[Gundam doesn't have much interest in horror movies. When you yourself are the greatest horror that has ever walked the nine realms, they all seem rather mundane!

Such pitiful mortal gatherings were of no serious interest to himself... but. He was invited! Not that he cares one way or the other. But he's here! Not that it matters.]

a.

[Gundam regards the caramel popcorn with a look of such severe disdain, you would think it personally wronged him some how.

He shakes a few kernels of salty popcorn out for his Devas as a small movie going treat. Such a flavor is to be expected a finite truth of the movie going experience but--!!

Gundam stares at the curry flavored popcorn with piqued curiosity.]

... I'd heard the rumors, but this is the first time I've actually seen it.

[Is it really alright that such an elusive entity is just sitting upon this snack table?]

b.

[For someone who claims to be unimpressed by the genre of horror, Gundam is certainly feigning mortal fear quite well. It's laughable to think someone as weird as him would really be seriously scared by this, right?

Although... How much paler can his face really get? How much higher can he really pull his scarf up? How much wider can his eyes grow?]

c.

[Gundam was so concerned with the threat of what laid before him on the screen he didn't recognize the true enemy surrounding him from the start.

The pillows.

The dimmed room coupled by being surrounded by their soft embrace!! It's possible that perhaps during a moment of quiet reprieve from looking at the blood sprayed across the screen-- he might have briefly dozed off.]

You know how the movie ends? I haven't even seen this one.

[She looks intrigued though!] I can sort of see the path we may take.

[Wait a goddamn second. That popcorn was right there a second ago. He ignores Hinata for a moment as he starts to look around. This was clearly some sort of messed up game.]

What the hell are you up to, Hajime? C'mon, dude, I just wanted to eat that specific piece of popcorn and now it's. It's gone.

[Cue a eulogy for both the kernel of food and the last kernel of Ryuji's dignity.]

Yeah, I've sat through this one once or twice.

[he's a twin, one half of a really, really weird and occasionally creepy duo. the ghosts in this movie probably speak to him on some dumb level.]

What sorta path are you thinking, then?

Obviously something is going to happen to the crazy guy, right?

[Like he'll die or something will scare him in return. Right? Haru has literally never seen this movie...and she's a fan of horror.]

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