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THEATER I [ 00 00 ]
MY PETITE EQUESTRIAN EXPERIENCE - RATED A
Advertised as a delightful tale of ponies discovering magic and friendship, this is a must-see! For adults that is. The ponies are killed within the first ten minutes, and then the rest of the run time is filled with a celebratory orgy of Roman-esque proportions. There are no mentions of ponies after the initial scene. They are neither seen nor mourned nor heard from. There are only naked, gyrating bodies as far as the eye can see.
If you manage to sit through the horror long enough, you will notice a certain something in between the moaning. Is that your face on one of the protags? Is it a beloved family member or a friend? You will find that spliced between the scenes are cherished and innocent childish memories now being soiled by passionate cries of pleasure. Enjoy the new memory, your poor, sweet summer child. This will only be visible to the viewer himself/herself.
THEATER II [ 0000 ]
LARGE ADVENTURER 7 - RATED B
A touching tale of dealing with loss and more loss. This film is about a giant robot and his pet human that gets eradicated in the Third Robotic Genocide, leaving behind just a human carcass. The giant robot clings to the carcass and cries robotic tears until finally he chucks the carcass into a river full of carcasses and decides to go on a deep quest in search of cheese.
But spliced between this tale of woe, viewers will see images of themselves caught in a romantic memory. A first kiss, perhaps? A first love-making session? A first crush? A desired one will also have their face molded on top of all the carcasses as they flow away. This will only be visible to the viewer himself/herself.
THEATER III [ 0000 ] THE RETALIATORS: ERA OF RADICALON - RATED C
Agent Dick Angry takes it upon himself to assemble a team of miscreant aliens to invade the hell out of "Planet Earth." The aliens include Zorn, an intelligent toaster; Crisis, a blue-skinned beauty that turns purple when she's aroused; Trish, a rogue miniature ficus with a criminal record; and General Cerealia, a handsome, ripped man who beats evil-doers with his laptop and who looks suspiciously like CERES' programmer, Elias.
This adventurous romp will feature the tragic memories of death interweaving with the destruction of the "Planet Earth." Those who attend will see first-hand the memories of their own worlds slowly being demolished before their eyes and all their loved ones screaming in agony. Then it'll loop itself again and again for the last hour of the film. Enjoy! This will only be visible to the viewer himself/herself.
THEATER IV [ 0000 ]
DECEASE HARDER II - RATED D
Jack McJack is a cop who is having none of your shit. In this action film, he will ride around on a velociraptor and go around punching evil-doers and detonating them with land mines. If you want all the violence in the world, this is the film for you. Watch as every second is filled with pointless explosions and every curse word in all the known languages in Cerealia.
Of course, spliced between every action scene will be every embarrassing moment of your life being played out for you and only you. Or is it? Start sweating and looking in every direction as you begin to wonder if everyone else can see that time you tripped and fell on your senpai almost kissing him (sacre bleu D= !)
BONUS - THEATER V [ whyo'clock ]
YARD-DOOR PEOPLE OF QUESTIONABLE MORALS - RATED Z
This is a touching film about tenderness and coming together to overcome obstacles and achieve greatness. The Yard-Door people run into danger when an evil megalord starts polluting the air with negative feelings. The Yard-Door people must band together and save the world through kindness. They will go and help their neighbors get across the street, rake up leaves from their lawns, donate canned food to the poor, and collect toys for children who do not have any.
While this film will draw tears from your eyes, you will see happy memories. The happiest that can be mustered. They will be spliced in with the scenes in the movie, occurring side-by-side with all the smiles and fuzzy feelings leaking off the screens. This will only be visible to the viewer himself/herself.
Also, beware! This film contains the angriest of Theater Cleaning Robots. Dropping anything on the floor will result in a bit of a flogging with a wooden paddle and a robot calling you a dirty slut and claiming that you like it. Yes, BDSM robots will not take your bad behavior. You better bend over and start apologizing for being such a filthy, little theater-goer.
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Hubert Oswell | Tales of Graces
[He has no clue what he’s doing or watching, just something to pass the time while he figures out what’s really going on in this place. Admittedly, he’s never really heard of a ‘movie’ other than what he’s seen on Fodra, and definitely not for entertainment purposes. However dark the movie sounds, he’s decided that perhaps such entertainment is what he needs. It’ll be like reading one of his comic book series, just animated. That thought is honestly pretty exciting – and it’s about a robot, too! He has multiple reasons to want to see that movie. Not that any of it may have to do with a certain love interest he has in mind, nope, not him. Purely for the fact that he likes his high fantasy fiction.
It helps him forget the reality at hand and allow that child within him to truly enjoy himself and not worry about the weight of his title or his political background weigh in on him. Even he has to forget the burden of his past, if only because it hurts. A lot.
The beginning of the movie definitely moves him to metaphorical tears, though his expression stays stoic. Just because the outside expression looks absolutely unenthused, that hardly means he’s not dancing like a ten-year-old on the inside. The robot throwing the boy into the river of carcasses, and ah, looking for cheese. Hmm, perhaps that could have been better handled, but maybe it’s a way of dealing with his ‘emotions’. Though can robots have emotions? That is definitely the question – though in his own fiction he’s read, it’s certainly possible and perhaps that childlike nature within him almost hopes for that to be the case.
And then those carcasses, carrying her face. Nope, nope, nope, he’s ready to nope out of there AND THEN HE SEES HIS WONDERFULLY FAILED CONFESSION TO HER. Oh man, if other people are seeing this and…
He is noping the hell out of there, please and thank you. HE WAS HAVING SUCH A NICE TIME WATCHING THIS AND THAT HAD TO HAPPEN. Excuse him if he bumps into you while he’s scurrying out.]
Theatre V
[He needed a reprieve from what he saw, going into another theatre, and yes, this is much better. Happy memories of his childhood, happy memories with his brother. They’re all past, and even some current as he’s accepted himself and who he is. That even despite the hardships he’s been through, he’s allowed to be happy. Maybe he still won’t smile (except the once he did in front of his brother), but it’s nice to have that warm fuzzy feeling inside him.
Same with the warm fuzzy feeling he gets when he sees all those memories with Pascal. Just being near her in her insane, zany way that she is. That she’s always looking out for other people, even if she never really expresses that ‘properly’. Little nuances she has when she’s excited for science or something of the like.
But it’s when he accidentally drops some popcorn that one of those robots starts to beat him on the leg with the wooden paddle as Hubert moves to try to avoid his aggressor by scurrying across the theatre. While running, the robots were saying something along the line of ‘being a little slut and enjoying it’ and ‘with those boots he’s wearing, they’d be surprised if he wasn’t asking for it.’]
Excuse you, I believe I am trying to enjoy this. I would be happy if you chose not flog me—
[And it’s with a resounding CRACK! that it’s obvious this robot will not tolerate his backtalking.]
theater ii
as Lloyd was moving to stand, he's interrupted by someone bumping into him. now this completely accidental and unintentional bump wouldn't be so bad... if Lloyd wasn't holding a Super-Chug size full of a Cerealia-brand coca-cola knockoff. the top pops off from the force and the drink spills out in a horrible mess
all over the guy's uniform. ]
Ack--! Oh crap, sorry!
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So really, he's not upset. He can't be. (Though if it were the other way around, the other man wouldn't have heard the end of it.) So it's with that stoic professional expression he speaks.]
I do apologize for my actions. Please allow me to compensate you for your loss.
[Also so he can get a towel and wipe off all of that sticky drink that's on him. How bothersome...]
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[ it's not the apology that throws him off-- he's glad the guy's not angry, though Lloyd really should have been watching out for oncoming traffic. no, what throws him off is just how polite and proper he is. it reminds him of a younger version of Regal, right down to the blue hair.
at least, he thinks it's blue. kind of hard to tell with the dim lighting. ]
D-don't worry about it. I was getting outta here anyway.
[ the coke wasn't that good anyway. still, Lloyd can't just leave it like this since he was partially at fault anyway. ] Lemme at least help you clean up.
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I would appreciate that.
[Though thinking back on the movie, he has to wonder...]
If you don't mind me inquiring, did you also see that in the movie?
[That being his wonderfully failed confession, but it's not like he's going to, y'know, say that was him in there.]
V
Of course she doesn't actually realize it's Hubert at first. She zeros in on the robot first, practically materializing behind it shortly after it whacks him good with the paddle. Shotstaff in hand Pascal gives a mighty swing and BAM! off goes its entire head. Well this definitely stops it in its tracks at least. It saves Hubert from any more paddle beatings at least.
Pascal looks throughly annoyed though and huffs, resting her staff against the ground as she stares at its headless body.] Jeez, what the heck! These robots keep misbehaving and I keep having to go around breaking them just so I can fix 'em up!
[She glances at him.] Hey, are you--
[.............. Wait, what.] Huh?
[Yes only now does she realize it's him. She looks confused for a second.] Huh, Hu? Hey... [And then after a few seconds she's delighted.] Hey! It really is Hu! You made it! I knew you'd get here eventually! I'm glad you're okay!
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Well, if him being beat up by sexually sadistic robots was a way to summon Pascal, he certainly won't complain, even if it was a sort of 'painful finish'. One he'll put up with, most definitely.]
I made it here? Hah, as if I even had a choice, unless this was your doing?
[Yet his 'tsun' and sarcastic reaction would almost dictate that perhaps he's not so delighted to see her. However, in Hubert-ese, that means he is most delighted.]
To be harassed by these robots for dropping a single piece of popcorn-- I do have to wonder if these miscreations were your doing.
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And now here's one of her favorites and she's thrilled!
She just grins at him.] Nah... although this place is totally awesome and I missed everyone so I guess if there was a way to bring you all here I would've done it. [Mostly to make sure they were all safe and sound.
At his accusation about the robots though she wrinkles her nose and seems to get more offended. Well, as offended as Pascal gets which isn't very.] Hey, I have way more skill than that! My robots would never misbehave. [This is probably untrue.] Besides I'm the one who spends most of her time fixing these things, you know. All these robots are terrible.
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[Yeah, that had him pretty concerned there, too. Was it real? He doesn't think so, but it felt like it. Still, knowing Pascal is alive and well is all he really needs. Of course, he'd like to know if his brother and everyone else is fine too... Love makes ones priorities slightly skewed.]
Though I do agree, you're not the type to create robots like this. [Which is promptly followed up by another robot coming up to him saying 'say that again, you whore. Put those boots of yours to use and bend over!' and giving him a nice walloping with the paddle.] After all, I can't imagine you finding joy in such a creation.
['Heh heh, but I'd bet you'd enjoy such a creation from her, you little pervert.'
Yes, yes, he would. Probably.]
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.... Wow those robots really hate Hubert's boots! Pascal watches in semi-fascination, mostly trying to figure out what's causing them to act out like this. They're cleaning robots, not the, uh... questionable kind. The ones that exist in the red light district that is.]
Nope, not me. I like making things that help out more. These things are just annoying. [Another robot seems to find this offensive and strikes her with the paddle now too against the back of her knee. Pascal yelps and whirls around to kick it in return.] Gah! Quit it already!
[Man screw this noise... She reaches out suddenly and takes his hand, pulling him along with her.] C'mon, Hu, let's get out of here before more decide they wanna beat us up.
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[He was pretty darned worried himself, but he's not showing any emotion of that sort, keeping on his stoic expression. But it's what he really liked about her -- her ability to remain optimistic even in the worst of trials.
So far, Hubert hasn't attacked his aggressors, but the moment one hit Pascal. Man oh man, he pulls out one of his blades, putting it into its gun form. With a blast, there goes that robot! No one hurts Pascal!
except him in his idiocracy]Are you alright?
[When she takes his hand, though, he just kind of follows along. Like a love-struck puppy like he always is with her.] Yes, we should leave. I'm unsure as to why they've taken such a course of action with us.
[All he did was drop a piece of food, so why...? It's truly mystery.]
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But that's a theory to share another time. Wow look at that robot fly. Nice shoot, man.] Huh, me? Of course I am! [Why'd he ask?? (Pascal plz.)
Anyway she leads them toward the door.] I dunno. I think they're just being grumpy. The robots here all seem a little on the grouchier side. You probably did something to make 'em all mad.
[So there at the door but the robots didn't appreciate Hubert (or Pascal, really) destroying some of them so now they're blocking the door.] Uh oh. You really made them mad.
V!
Weren't they suppose to be quiet with something like this? It was different in the other rooms he came from (those movies were just too much!!) but he was certain the machines were respectful when it came to silence. It's almost a little odd to have the employees go and break the rules. Though as strange as it was, the boy was becoming too engrossed in his childhood memories to want to bring up a fuss-
-that was, until he noticed a rather familiar figure scurrying across the theatre. ]
Huh? [ Wait, it was Hubert! But what was he...
... Oh. Oh ouch. ]
H... hey! Knock it off!
[ BIG BRO TO THE RESCUE. In a frenzy Asbel will scramble up from his seat as he attempts to maneuver his way out of the row. Ignoring the complaints and the harsh scolding of the robots around him, it takes little to no time for the boy to stand shoulder to shoulder with his brother. Eyes narrowed and concern washing over his features. ]
Are you alright, Hubert? These guys aren't messing with you, are they?
!!!!!!! <3
Brother, what are you--? Never mind that, why are you disturbing the audience?
[Not like Hubert was disturbing them while trying to make his getaway from the sadistic robots, but it's a point that he's going to keep on, mainly to keep off himself.
Though not before a 'little whore, how dare you not pay attention to me!' from the robots and he gets another wallop from the paddle.]
Will you cease at once, you abominations?
[Which does get him a 'shh' from the people sitting near where Hubert is making a ruckus.]
I haven't the slightest clue as to why they're so upset with me!
<3 !!!
Sure, the movie seemed to be going alright, but allowing someone to get beaten in the middle of it? That's just not right at all! Especially when that person just so happened to be his little brother.
And so, narrowing his eyes further into a glare, Asbel will shoot his brother a look- only once- before turning back to the robots before them. Yeesh, they were saying some pretty nasty stuff. ]
That doesn't matter right now, what matters is that- [ Ah. Hubert got hit again. ] -I said cut it out!
[ Asbel doesn't retaliate at first, mainly because he was concerned about everyone else who was present, and instead took hold of his brother's wrist. Giving it a confirming squeeze as he begins to head to the door. ]
Just ignore them. We can talk about it when we get out of here.
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When Asbel grabs his wrist, there's the initial instinct to pull away, but thinking about it, it would be the wisest choice of action here. So with ease, follows Asbel, though not before pulling his wrist away from his brother's grip. He may be his little brother, but he is not a child!]
Yes, that would be the wisest course of action.
[So now out the theatre they go and away from that robot. Excuse him as he rubs his legs and his bum. Those swings really stung. And then back to readjust his glasses out of habit.]
Now, did you just arrive like I did?
[To the point, just like Hubert to do so.]