A rather dull weekend over Webflix

[boo_blimp_babe]

Who: Charlise and anyone who happens upon the game room.
What: Lazy, rainy weekend.
Where: Game room
When: Weekend 7/11 - 7/12
Warnings: It's Kitty. That's warning enough.


Ever since returning to Smash, Kitty had felt sort of distant. Not in the way she had felt before, but more in the way of being confused and without purpose. She already knew she felt alone due to the lack of having some of the very few people she got close to. Even if she'd never tell them, she did feel lost without them, her team. A glimmer of silver was the fact that, while under her own problems and stress, Evve was still around. And she had heard that the ketchup meathead was still around too as well as her old roommate. But alas, they had their things, their friends and their lives to live. Kitty had... well, Kitty had fuckall.

She had made her way down to the front, and had packed a bag with treats in hopes that maybe an outting in the woods that she used to haunt would give her some answer and as soon as she opened the damned doors a fucking downpour decided to break lose. You know what they say about summer rains? Well fuck them.

She looked back and saw that the game room lobby was empty, probably because everyone was out and about having a blast during summer <s>unbeknownst to Kitty of the crazy shit happening around the school</s>. Making her way to the couch, she dropped down, set her bag besides her and loaded up Webflix on the widescreen. Maybe it was just a movie day...

Or days... cause Kitty just lost track of time while marathoning movies and series. You'll find her through two days worth of movies and random shows, nibbling on her snacks as she rearranges herself every so often. The genres vary but you'll generally find her watching depressing shit, horror movies, suspense, sci-fi, thrillers, psychological and that sort of thing.

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Late at night

[voltecpower]

The protagonist's girlfriend was checking out the dark garage with a flashlight, hearing strange noises, and thinking it was her cat. Just before the masked serial killer could jump out from the shadows and stab her, though, the screen suddenly faded to fuzzy static, Poltergeist-style. ...Which doesn't make a lick of sense on a digital TV streaming digital media over a digital network connection. What is this, 1994?

Anyhoo, a dark shape starts to take form amidst the static on the screen... something round with a tall, sharp point. The sound of the static starts to buzz and gurgle, cycling up and down in pitch, as though there were some kind of electrical interference. A moment, later, a voice could be heard, not from the TV's speakers, but directly from the strange fuzzy shape resolving in the middle of the screen. Sounds like a young kid, male, maybe 14-ish.

"I'm sorry... Is someone there?"

[boo_blimp_babe]

You have to be shitting me... One time, one time that she decides to use this shitty room and the fucking system goes haywire? Why should she be surprised considering this place...

Kitty had moved around a bit, trying to decide if it was even worth it to go bang it a few times, maybe even kick the damn thing over but before she could come to any kind of conclusion she heard the voice.

"The fuck?" was her initial response as she took a glance here and there before looking back to the screen and crossing her arms. "Of course there's someone fucking here and I'll bet it was you who ruined my fucking stream huh."

[voltecpower]

"...Oh!"

The dark shape starts to resolve into a more defined image... then pops right off the screen. Wait, no, through it. Is it coming out of the screen? Yes, it is. There is a fellow poking his head right out of the television, as though emerging from a static-filled portal. A fellow sporting a red spiked helmet with a dark visor, through which his large blue eyes are somehow fully visible.

He spots the lady on the other side, looking rather cross at him.

"I-I'm sorry, ma'am... This set had been sending data requests out for hours and I didn't think there was any kind of meeting going on in here... I was just curious... I'm sorry."

With that, he leaps bodily out of the television, landing in a crouching position on the common room floor. Except for the weird red and yellow costume, there's not much to the little guy. Didn't look like he could hold out for long in a fistfight, that's for sure.

The moment he exits the set, the stream picks back up where it left off. The stalker's victim lets out a loud, piercing scream, startling the kid in the red helmet, who whips around to face the screen, a stray spark jumping between his fingers for a split second, giving off an audible electric snap. Easily rattled, it seems.

"Oh... it's a movie."

[boo_blimp_babe]

"You'll be sorry if you don't get my movie back on..." Charlise hissed at him, crossing her arms and huffing.

Once he was out and everything picked up again, she frowned and raised a brow before speaking. "Of course it's just a movie, I said that already... Nothing to be so jumpy about." she paused and looked him over before continuing.

"Why in the hell would you be checking in on data being requested from the media room? Isn't that like asking to show up everytime someone wants to binge watch webflix or is in a long day spree of playing online games?"

[voltecpower]

"There was a lot of activity... taking up network bandwidth... didn't know someone was still in here..."

Perhaps it was the concept of sitting on a couch watching TV for more than a day being totally alien to him, or maybe he had just realized he had simultaneously Done Something Illogical and Offended A Person, but it was obvious that he didn't have a tactical strategy for such a situation, and was close to falling apart.

"I-I'm sorry, ma'am..."

[boo_blimp_babe]

"Take your sorry and shove it dude. Just let me watch the flick in peace." Kitty began before slumping down with a huff and crossing her arms.

This kid look jittery, had she really freaked him out that much? Well fuck it, he deserved it for fucking around with her leisure time.

... Still though.

Charlise let out a sigh and looked away. "Look, just stand away from the screen so I can at least rewind to the part I was at." She paused and kept her gaze averted. "There's some... candy and shit... you know, if you want to eat some. Since you took your damn time to come through the screen from wherever the hell you were at before." There. That's as nice as she'll be!

[voltecpower]

"Oh no, no... I-It's all right, ma'am, I... I really should leave you alone... in peace."

He didn't mean for it to come off so bluntly, but he couldn't help feeling like he honestly didn't belong there and that he needed to be somewhere else, preferably alone, so he could think about how he could have handled this better.

So he took his leave, turning to face the opposite wall and appearing to pounce straight at it, only to disappear completely, phasing through it into an adjoining hallway and taking off.

[golonghorns]

"Never saw the appeal of this shit."

Nice choice, Kitty! A little classic Romero? Green faced ghouls grabbing up handfuls of people's internal noodle parts and chowing down? Great fun!

....unless you came from a world where having your gut-sketti and meatballs yanked out and nommed on by the sorta living dead was a very real possibility. WAY TO BE INSENSITIVE KITTY. GOSH.

Though, if Joel was that offended, he probably wouldn't be sitting down on the other couch.

[boo_blimp_babe]

"Never saw an invitation to join, but fuck it all it's supposed to be a free country or some shit like that."

Kitty shrugged and settled back on her couch.

"And it's appealing because it's amusing."

[golonghorns]

Being as no-one else was here, he swiveled around in the couch and lay down, resting his head on one end and his feet on the other.

"Free country, U.S.A."

....or at least he was assuming they were in some version of the States.

"Amusin' is one way t'look at it I guess. Most of these folks in these movies wouldn't last ten minutes in that situation without the help of a script writer."

Too many morals. Too nice. Too much false heroism. Yeah, those kinds of people always went first.

[boo_blimp_babe]

"Right, except not." Dumbass... Then again he might not know that.

Kitty resettled and huffed, grabbing some snacks and munching while watching the movie.

"Besides, if these flicks were any sort of realistic, I doubt they'd be any sort of entertaining considering they might be really fucking short."

[golonghorns]

"Isn't the point of these movies just to watch people gettin' torn to shreds?" Joel asked. He was never big into horror or sci-fi or any of that stuff. His understanding of the genre was, as a result, slightly shallow.

"To get a longer run time, all you'd need was six or seven extra kids. Make one or two of 'em actually smart and self reliant to give them a better chance. Of course, those are the ones you're supposed to hate."

He could just imagine if his own life had been a movie. Most of the theater would want to see him get wasted because he wasn't the knight in shining armor that generally played hero in these things. The thought made him smile. A bitter smile, but still.

[boo_blimp_babe]

"You gotta know your moderation dude. Too much unabated gore just makes it a B movie at best. Too little and you drop that shit to teen chiller flicks. You gotta know the right fucking formula to make it good." Which honestly she didn't care for at the moment. She was just relaxing and even horrible grade movies dropped a bit of mild amusement.

"Then again I'm always rooting for the bad guys in these movies."

[for_truth]

Hilda was the right age for scary movies. The thrill of being able to go into a movie theater and say 'Hello, I would like to purchase a ticket to your R-rated feature film for adults, because I am an adult,' still hadn't worn off yet. That being said, they gave her the willies.

She had jogged into the game room to see if anyone felt up to playing video games or cards or something, but instead she found... A KILLER CLOWN!!

At least, that's what it looked like was on the television. He was making shadow puppets and there was moving popcorn all over some poor girl's bathroom and this looked like a bad time, man. Needless to say, she stood at the doorway staring at the TV for a minute or two before she looked around the room to find out who was watching. And then she accidentally let out a gasp when the soundtrack flared up and the leading lady screamed.

"S-sorry... Hey, uh... You mind if I pull up a chair?" She asked, still hanging back near the entrance, "I gotta see where this one goes."

[boo_blimp_babe]

Clowns had always supposed to be for entertainment, joy and comedy. That's why it was pure genius to turn them into the stuff of nightmares! Even better, she would have payed to see one of those dumb Mr. Mimes or Mime Jr.'s be the crazed killer clown. Or mime. What the fuck ever.

The gasp did snap her out of her enjoyment as she turned to look back, ready to cus at whoever interrupted her movie watching. Except that she hadn't seen this person before, that and she was actually pretty cute... Why did this school taunt her so?

Kitty had opened her mouth to speak, closing it and looking around to make sure it really was her she was talking to. Realizing she was the only one here, Charlise turned to speak after a few seconds of silence. "Uh, sure... suit yourself. Plenty of space I guess."

She eyed her for a few seconds, looking her over and then averting her gaze a bit embarrassed, playing it off by looking back at the movie. "You don't seem like the type to like these... Pretty cool of you."

[for_truth]

"Thanks!" Hilda made her way to the back of the room so that she could grab a folding chair and sit down. "Sometimes I like 'em. I don't hate 'em but I can't watch the real scary ones whenever, y'know? This one looks wild, though!"

Her? Cool? Charlise must be surely mistaken.

She sat back and watched the movie with interest for a little while. Oh... The clown was making shadow puppets that ate people. Some teenagers just found a dead body in a big pile of cotton candy, there were multiple clowns, and the more they cut to close-ups on their faces the spookier they got to her. Sleeping tonight was going to be rough...

She waited for a lull in the action before she spoke, "So, uh, what's your name? I'm Hilda."

[boo_blimp_babe]

"It's alright, has pretty funny moments but overall I'd say it's right at the b mark."

Charlise eyed her a bit subtly. Yeah, cute alright... damnit she had to play it cool. She kept on watching, every now and then grabbing some snacks and munching quietly, every now and then snickering when the over the top parts came along. These movies were a riot!

When addressed though, it kind of caught her off guard, "Oh uh... I'm Charlise... Most everyone calls me Kitty." Or bitch, or douchebag, or other explitives here and there but she'd keep that bit to herself.

"Nice to meet you. I guess." Why was it always harder to talk to chicks damnit. Maybe she should go back to her room.

"Want some snacks?" Guess not.

[for_truth]

During the parts where Charlise was laughing, Hilda was peering at the screen through her eyes. She wasn't shrieking like a little baby (yet), at least, but the humor of a horrible cheesefest movie was lost on her thus far. Anyone who could laugh at this stuff must be HARDCORE. She must be the bravest of the brave to laugh in the face of danger like that, gosh dang.

"Hey, yeah! Pleased to meetcha." Free snacks, though? Whoa, count her in! "What have you got, uh...? Is it cool if I call you Kitty, or you prefer Charlise?"

[boo_blimp_babe]

No more so brave than just cynical and pessimistic! But she'll take the compliment if it had be voiced!

"Right, uh, let's see." Charlise rummaged through her bag of totally stolen goods. "We have chocolate bars, bagged popcorn, peanut butter candies, taffy, cotton candy in a bag uh... there was nachos and hot dogs earlier but I ate those a while back already." She put that bag closer to Hilda before pulling up the other one. "We got pop of different flavors and shit. Pick your poison, only thing that ain't in there is diet crap cause really, what's the point? It tastes fuckin' awful anyways."

Finally looking up at her, her gaze shifted a bit sheepishly till she fake coughed and turned back to the screen. Fuck it man, get over it!

"Either or, whatever floats your boat I'm used to them both."

no i'm not late

[rivalairslash]

Pidge was never a big fan of rain; it would make a huge mess out of his nice feathers that he took so long to take care of. That didn't mean he would be completely okay running into depressing shows being streamed in the lobby as he passed by.

Why would someone willingly watch something sad on such a gloomy day?

"Why would one want to watch these?" Pidge blurted out before clearing his voice. So much for trying to be Careful nature...

No such thing! <3

[boo_blimp_babe]

Charlise held on to turning for just a moment, there was a particular sad scene and she narrowed her eyes thinking how it was dumb and yet so relatable. Soon after she turned to look over her shoulder... Well, hey were new? Or old and just arrived while she was... nevermind.

"Uh, because entertainment? No everything has be be fuckin' honky dory happiness and flowers or rainbows." Or non-stop massive action which was okay to her anyways too.

[rivalairslash]

"That's just as questionable." Pidge replied, referring to everything being happy and rainbows. And more so for action, but Pidge wasn't going to bother getting into that.

"Why concentrate on one emotion so much? Is there meaning to immerse oneself in one for an extended amount of time other than mere 'entertainment'? What do you gain from it?"

Pidge the party pooper, at your service.

[boo_blimp_babe]

"Well, unless you find going out in a storm being fun, which granted, it can be pretty fucking fun sometimes, there's little else I'd like to do and what things I would have wanted to do anyways, I'm too lazy to bother doing now anyways." She shrugged. "So here I am, enjoying or trying to enjoy whatever looks like it could be entertaining of this crazy fucking long list."

"Besides, what's it to ya? It obviously looks like you ain't goin' nowhere so why bother?"

[rivalairslash]

Pidge faltered for a moment. What the other said was correct; with such weather, there weren't many places he could go to.

"...To be honest, I haven't done much of watching TV for an extended amount of time." He replied. There were times where his teammates would, but Pidge never stuck around too long for that either. "I've always made myself busy by training, although given this weather I'd rather be safe than sorry."

But to have an entire weekend to do nothing much, it just felt so off for the Pidgeot.

[boo_blimp_babe]

"Guessin' you're one of them types who are stuffy and don't enjoy having fucking fun huh?" Of course judging by her tone and the evidence of a smirk from her position looking over her shoulder that she was intent on teasing the newcomer.

"Well, guess you'll find out as to what you can do in the meantime since you won't be heading out in this storm." Besides, lounging around being lazy was awesome.