Movie Night II: The Moviening [Open]

[unrecovered]

Who| Wash and anyone who wants to come
What| Movie night!
Where| A large, nice lounge on Legion World
When| A few days after Murderworld and the night after the Anon Meme went up
Warnings/Notes| They're watching the Lion King. This should be interesting

It's been a few days since everyone's arrived back from Murder World, and the Anon Meme went up yesterday. Everyone needs a breather. It's time to watch a movie.

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Before the film

[unrecovered]

There's a large screen set up with the movie ready to go. A table is laden with drinks, shitty vegan pizza (TM), popcorn with vegan butter, and assorted snacks. Sofas, chairs, and several fairly alien pieces of furniture litter the room, all pointed towards the screen. Now all the lounge needs is an audience.

Wash

[unrecovered]

Honestly, movie night is a relief. Wash has had enough of the anon meme, enough of having Murderworld shoved in his face, and enough of the press threatening to pry into his past. He wants to put that aside, at least for a little while, and so he throws another long-awaited movie night. It's not Scream, sure, but he's pretty sure nobody really wants to watch a bunch of teenagers get killed right now. They'll save that for later.

Right now, he's set up the pizza and the popcorn and the drinks and settled in on the end of the couch to wait for everyone else to show up.

[prettycoolguy]

"Hey, Wash."

The Chief, perhaps predictably, chooses to sit next to him. Wash is the one who picked whatever this is they're watching, and he trusts that there was some kind of intelligent reasoning behind it. Wash, therefore, can tell him what he was supposed to get out of it if he can't figure that out.

It's a lot less going out on a limb, this time. Movies are still a pretty weird experience, but it's one he understands better now and though the difference is subtle, he's more relaxed. The Chief can feign normalcy when he has to, but it's a narrow thing that hinges on him avoiding people and not talking much. Wash knows why though, so while that vulnerability remains mostly invisible to the rest of the team, the Chief's alright with Wash seeing that he still doesn't totally "get" movies.

This is what friends are for. Probably. Right?

[turntex]

Suddenly, there's a blond teenager wearing aviators hanging over the back of the couch. When the hell did he get there? It may have involved time shenanigans, or maybe he was just being a goddamn ninja. Both are possibilities with this kid, unfortunately.

"You know this is gonna be a fuckin' disaster, right?"

No greeting, no introductions. Just a hipster in pajamas dropping the ominous warning out of nowhere. Dave is great at meeting new people.

Grif

[whyarewehere]

Grif actually, for once in his life, volunteered to do something. Even more shockingly, he's done what he volunteered to do.

It helps that it was pizza. Grif is serious about his half of the pizza spread (which he may or may not have overdone), and he gated to Earth himself to get his contribution to the snack table.

It's shitty vegan space pizza, unfortunately, but he likes to think he's finally found the slightly less shitty version of it. He covered the basics: faux-pepperoni, mushrooms, but also took note of the requests left for him on the meme. Grif's a lazy jackass, but he's a lazy jackass who loves junk food. Pizza preferences are sacred.

Once he's got that set out, he plates three whole slices and claims a chair with utmost smugness.

Re: Grif

[bachido]

Next to him, Kubo looked experimentally over the pizza.

"It smells . . . different."

Good different? Maybe. He'd never seen anything like it. He'd mostly been eating veggie stir-fry in the cafeteria, not adventurous enough to try anything different.

"Is this from your time?" he asked Grif, figuring the person nearest the pizza would know most about it.

[unrecovered]

Grif's managed to claim the chair next to Wash's end of the couch. Wash waits until he catches Grif's eye, then looks pointedly at the pizza, then back at Grif.

He'd followed through in spades. Wash is honestly a little impressed.

"Well done."

[turntex]

Pizza is awesome and Dave hasn't had any in a very long time. For the food alone, this promises to be an excellent night. Except...

"Who the hell puts pineapple on pizza?" he asks out loud to the room in general, making a face at the fruit. "I thought the future would have finally done away with abominations like this."

York

[goddamngrenades]

A little talking and a little legwork and York? Does in fact manage to swing in with some proper beer and a few cans of juice or soda or a weird mix of the two. Some tea. Canned coffee? He grabbed a little of everything and carries it in with a spring in his step. Real beer, real beer, not that he's dumb enough to have more than a few but-

Something that tastes familiar. He can live with that.

Beer's off to one side, all non-alcoholic shit is set off to the other and York? Finds himself a bowl for popcorn, a plate for pizza, one of the beers for himself and drapes over a sofa, balancing his plates precariously on his stomach while he cracks open his beer. Time for sitting and chilling and, maybe, singing along with all the songs under his breath.

[littlecousin]

Nita's not quite fashionably late, because she doesn't want to miss anything, but she does cut it close. Or closer than the people who were in charge of bringing things, anyway. She breezes in, makes a beeline for the food, and approaches the couch with several slices of pizza stacked on a plate and two beers dangling from her other hand.

"This seat taken?" she asks, in the middle of flopping onto the couch next to York.

Well, it is now.

She peels the cap off a beer--is it twist-off? she didn't bother to check--and flicks it across the room and into the wastebasket with a snap of her fingers. It could be showing off, but it's more likely that she just doesn't want to get back up, since she's displaying way more interest in the food than in any reaction from her audience. Priorities!

Re: Before the film

[rushing_by]

Grif hadn't gotten the pizzas entirely on his own. Mostly because Barry, with his frankly insane metabolism, needed three whole pizzas to himself. He'd had to chip in and carry those pizzas himself. The upside was he knew where to find the place now, and their faux-pepperoni, jalapẽno, and olive pizza was actually fairly decent.

He plopped down in a seat, boxes of pizza and a six-pack of soda in front of him.

After the film

[unrecovered]

And what did everyone think of the movie? Discuss.

[unrecovered]

Well. That could have gone better. He'd known about Mufasa's death, but he hadn't really remembered just how traumatic it is to experience that for the first time. Now he has reminders.

Dammit.

He's sunk into the couch a bit and tried to keep from burying his face in his palm. He'll do damage control in a bit; for now, he just wants a minute to gather himself. Given that he's in public, he's probably not going to get that minute, but nonetheless.

[bachido]

Given that Kubo briefly balled himself up during Mufasa's death scene and covered his face in what was very clearly a far more intense reaction to watching a cartoon death than even Disney warranted, he was still quick to try and stop Wash from doing something similar.

"I know it's just a story," he assured Wash, "I'm ok now. I was ok a few minutes after. It was a good story. The, uh." He cast around for something to put in. "The songs were interesting."

[leverageintceo]

A shadow looms.

It's Parker, looking confused.

"Why did they do Hamlet with lions and a happy ending?"

[littlecousin]

"Robbie says I'm supposed to thank you for not showing The Little Mermaid." Nita, untraumatized, looks down at Wash and takes another sip of her beer. She gets that it's an Atlantis joke, but not why it's funny, but hey, she's willing to play along.

[rushing_by]

Barry had known what was coming. He'd grown up during the nineties, it would've been insanely hard not to have seen the Lion King at some point. But, just because he'd known didn't mean he hadn't had to shut his eyes and take several deep calming breaths to get through the wildebeest scene.

Apparently most of the others hadn't reacted much better. The Lion King might've been a classic, but it was very obviously not the best choice for this crowd.

"Next time we do this, maybe we should go with Lilo & Stitch."

[turntex]

After the movie, Dave waits a little while for people to disperse a bit and for Wash to get his dad-ing out of the way before, just like he had before the movie, appearing behind the couch and leaning over the back of it, cheek resting on his folded arms.

He doesn't say anything right away this time, though. Just stares at Wash with an arched eyebrow, the look somehow obvious and pointed despite the shades.

[dungenessmaster]

By the time the movie ends, Karkat's pulled himself back together. Watching the little roarbeast lose his dad and have to run from his home was an unexpected gut punch in the middle of what he thought was a dumb colorful distraction for particularly dim human children, and he'd be loathe to admit it now, but there was a lot of sniffling and eye-rubbing coming from his corner of the room after the wildebeest scene.

"I mean, it was just a gaudy version of the same sort of tired pablum they spoonfeed wigglers where I'm from, but... why the hell was there so much singing?"

[turntex]

Dave had parked himself on the couch next to Karkat from the get-go, eagerly anticipating the shitstorm that was no doubt about to ensue when springing the fucking Lion King on unsuspecting innocents. He was not disappointed.

"It's a Disney movie," he said with a shrug, one arm slung over the back of the couch. "That's just how they go. Singing and princesses and unexpected tragedies to traumatize kids for life."

Yeah, he totally heard that sniffling, you huge endearing sap.

[goddamngrenades]

The message one takes away shouldn't be 'don't challenge the status quo or you'll get killed by hyenas and fire' but that is this viewing's interpretation. York may be a little biased and a little sad- little slices of home are nice but they're nothing compared to a home he hasn't gotten to see in goddamn ever and never will.

One beer's not enough to make him maudlin but that's what he'll blame it on afterward. Once he's finished pasting on a smile and running som damage control for the more traumatized viewers.

[unrecovered]

This doesn't look right for York. Wash has seen him drink before - he's not exactly Maine in terms of holding his liquor, but one beer shouldn't throw him off this badly. Plus, if he really were that drunk, it's a pretty sure bet that Delta would have herded him back to his room to sleep it off by now. No, it's something else.

Wash waits until just about everyone else has left before speaking up. "Are you okay?"

[isthisapidge]

The moment Pidge saw where the wildebeest scene was going -when Simba was running up the cliff after his father, specifically- Pidge left the room.

You know, to go to the bathroom. Not to stand outside the door, stare at the wall, dig her fingers into her arms, and feel stupid about how much a vintage cartoon has affected her. It's probably just all her recent stress talking, but knowing that doesn't actually help.

She comes back in when Timon and Pumba are buzzard bowling and seems remarkably calm about the whole thing, even when Mufasa appears to Simba in the clouds. It's still a pretty light movie even with the familial regicide and the hyenas at the end.

"Well, that was...diverting."

[unrecovered]

The little 'bathroom break' during Mufasa's death had not gone unnoticed, though Wash wasn't about to comment about it in the middle of the movie - not when Pidge wasn't the only one affected.

But that's passed, and Pidge seems to have calmed down quite a bit. The question now is whether she's actually calm or just pretending to be, and that's not an answer he'll get from a straightforward inquiry. Wash needs to figure out how to go at it sideways. For now, he just quirks an eyebrow. "High praise."

[notthatjason]

Movie nights hadn't been uncommon back home. Jason could think of a few films he would have preferred to The Lion King of all things. But, honestly, he was just trying to wrap his brain around the fact that they even HAD The Lion King here. That wasn't exactly what he'd been expecting to watch in another dimension.

"At least it wasn't Hercules," he muttered.