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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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Kaneki Ken | Tokyo Ghoul
[ After everything had been said and he'd been so kindly 'debriefed' on the matter at hand, Kaneki couldn't say he was by any means 'happy' and right then and there he'd considered what might have happened if he'd killed them. Only for that thought to follow that there'd be no purpose behind it no matter how angry or irritated he was, and made to find something to take his mind off all of that mess.
A movie theatre huh? How long had it been since he'd actually done something nice and remotely human like going to a movie theatre? The memory brought a slightly painful expression to his face but he masked it well enough before he made to pick a movie, absently deciding he didn't mind the content as the movie could be used as white noise instead of something to pay attention to beyond the thoughts running through his head. Walking into the theatre room itself and finding a spot hadn't been so bad and so had the beginning of the film up until the ponies died, earning even a cringe from him but it wasn't enough to leave just yet.
How-EVER... what filled the screen next was nothing but filth. The very same thatmight have whole-heartedly bothered him and got under his skin at one time but mostly just had him looking away because who HAD this stuff playing in a theatre?
It's only when he spares a fleeting glance back at the screen and catches sight of a familiar head of short, now messy purple hair, a striking purple eye and her face contorted in pleasure does he stiffen up, expression changing from nearly emotionless to bearing a soft flush of color on his cheeks as he forces himself to look away. Kaneki forces himself to endure it just long enough to catch a flash of blond hair, hazel eyes and his best friend's smile tarnished by those sounds and it's finally when he shakes his head and gets up to leave, eyes downcast and not looking where he's going or apologizing to who he runs into.
Only when he's outside does he sink back against the wall, exhaling a breath and holding his head in his hands. Surely he looks quite a sight in his unusual battle outfit and white hair, someone's going to bug him eventually over that... or the whole thing where he didn't apologize for practically mowing people over as he tried to get outside. ]
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[ What sounded like a promising action flick was enough to get his attention and would be enough to get his mind off of things at hand and Kaneki just might have been getting into it. Despite the violence it was strangely entertaining and something he mused that a certain friend of his back home might enjoy, relaxing into his seat and enjoying it a bit until he caught the little scenes spliced inbetween all the action making him stare a little bit.
Was... that his first few days at Anteiku being played? His first time being beaten around by Touka and even that time when he'd embarrassed himself on his first date with Rize.
That was enough for him to make a bit of a face and he raised a hand up to touch at his temples with an irritated sound hissing past his lips. ]
...Of all things.
I... don't need to be reminded of that again.
[ Supposedly spoken out of irritation but the tone speaks of his initial embarrassment, even if only just enough for people to catch onto it. He can't wear that stoic mask forever, you know. ]
::BONUS:: [ Theatre V ]
[ Of all of the films to have gone and seen, this one has done nothing but bring about a warmth in his chest. A soft, gentle look was seen on his face at the kindness and determination of these people, but moreso when those sweet memories of his past began to play as well.
His time living with his mother when she'd smiled at him and made him all his favorite foods, the way Hide always teased him and made him feel like welcome, and the looks on everybody's face as they began to fully welcome him into Anteiku. Being accepted despite his hardships, the kind of not-family he loved so dearly, even if he knew he'd never be able to return to them with what the CCG was intending to do.
Once the movie's over, he rose to leave but then nearly missed that his slip of paper that had the movie's title on it had fallen to the floor and naturally out of habit he'd made to pick it up before something hard smacked his rear and he vaguely caught the sound of one of the robots hissing at him: 'i bet you liked that, you filthy slut' before his instinct kicked in. Before, when he'd been human he might have just flustered a bit and apologized to the robot for whatever he'd done but now was different altogether.
A large tendril like object shot out from his lower back and beheaded the one robot who'd said that in a flash of sparks, his left eye a deep black and red as his right hand moves up, a thumb cracking the joint on his index finger. ]
...The next one to say anything is going to end up in scraps.
[ In his anger he kind of forgot he was in a theatre where everyone could see him being... well... less than human. Oops. ]
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[And there is a child leaning against the back of a seat two rows behind Kaneki, chin propped up on his hands as he keeps his eyes fixed on the tendril, unbothered by the bits and chunks of robot head now splayed out on the floor. That's probably going to get you into more trouble with the other robots, Kaneki, littering like that.
Pharos' eyes follow the line of Kaneki's kagune, taking in the white hair before settling on the single, black and red eye.
Not human.
Or very different from a regular human, at the very least.
Pharos cocks his head to the side and smiles.]
What's what?
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It takes a second for him to regard what he says while keeping in mind the robots which are bound to be coming at him any second. Such a strange child. Could he be asking about his kagune, then? The thought gave him pause but before he could address it, he caught sight of something moving out of the corner of his eye.
Just before another paddle hit him, another tendril formed along with the others until there was four out to which he used without so much as a shred of thought. One shot out to sever the robot's arm while two of them punctured the robot itself with a mechanical screeching noise as he tore them apart entirely too easily. ]
...Does it matter what they are?
[ Addressed as calmly as ever, Kaneki turned to face the boy to regard him without missing a beat. As if he just hadn't destroyed a robot just a moment ago. ]
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As the second robot goes splat, Pharos climbs over the row in front of him, gaze darting away from Kaneki to keep an eye on the obstacle. It doesn't seem like he's scared of the kagune, despite what he has seen.
Probably because Pharos isn't exactly human either.]
To some people, yes. Isn't everything supposed to have a name?
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A shadow of the boy he'd once been before.
That comment did give him pause though, eyes regarding the inhuman kagune of his before turning his attention back to the boy who'd moved closer. Something about him seemed off yo him, but putting a finger on it was easier said than done. ]
They're called Kagune. Only ghouls possess them where I come from.
[ Hesitance and uncertainty linger in his voice slightly, almost undetectable. He shouldn't tell a stranger this, but yet there wasn't harm in it, either. ]
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Some things were just never meant to be put on display, nevermind the intense embarrassment at actually witnessing his own face like that. And there were other faces there too, faces he certainly did not even want to think about in that context, let alone see.
Once he's outside he takes several slow breaths, and then notices that someone else appears to have fled the scene as well. Slumping against the wall next to him, apparently heedless of his strange appearance, he sighs.]
I can't imagine what they were thinking, showing something like that.
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I suppose they must think it's funny. Not that I will ever understand it or want to endure that again.
[ It's the plain truth as he didn't want to see his friends like that again. If he'd stayed longer who knows what others from home might have made a visual debut; scarring his mind further was long out of the question, thank you. ]
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Me neither. I really didn't want to see some of those people- I mean, some people, you just don't even think about- [He shakes his head, letting out a little laugh that is equal parts awkward and helpless.] You know what I mean. I don't even understand how they could have made those faces appear.
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It was like looking back at the guy he used to be before everything had gone to hell. The mannerisms and such just reminded him so badly, though it was more in a fond way over anything which coaxed a nod and a small laugh. ]
I agree. I'm not sure how they could have managed it either way.
It's... honestly a little disgusting at the same time.
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Re: Kaneki Ken | Tokyo Ghoul
[Motoko had been watching the whole scene from a few rows back. The movie was certainly not her speed, she never was one for sentimental throwbacks and heart warming family bonding. But the sight of a young boy tearing apart cleaning robots with some unknown power? That was something she could get behind.
After the display of brutality had reached its natural end, the Major approached Kanaki and smiled.]
That was impressive. If you were a little bit older you'd fit perfectly with the team I was tryng to put together.
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Straightening up, Kaneki's kagune seem to fade away as if they had never been there and he turns to regard the woman nearby. Even offering a small smile as he couldn't help but at least attempt to be polite. ]
Thank you, ma'am. I didn't think anyone would have stuck around long enough to watch all of that.
[ Then he has to think, something pressing at the back of his mind. ]
...You said something about making a team. Just what was it for?
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[Motoko crossed her arms casually. She was rather amused by how formal the young boy was. As it was a refreshing change from all the hardassed military types she was used to dealing with.]
We're mostly a independent anti-terrorism and cyber crimes unit. I went out of my way to recruit the best I could find in the field to. So I doubt there is a more skilled, or better equipped, private military organization anywhere in the world.
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[ Now that was something interesting. The thought that something like that could exist seemed similar to the Doves and the CCG back home, though in thinking that, it seemed almost ironic in a sense. ]
By the sounds of it, I doubt that as well. You must have some strong people on your side if I had to guess, as what you're doing seems like a bit of a dangerous profession.
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i...!!!
She's not going soft. Really. She could very well walk away and mind her own business if she wanted to... but something about the scene feels odd to her and she may or may not feel like she should check it out. You know, just in case. Gotta do at least one good deed for the month before she inevitably has to eat, right...?
Oh, well. There's still a little bit left before the film she's here to see starts up. Might as well kill some time. Taking a sip from a bottle of water she bought from the concession stand, she approaches him.]
Hey... What's wrong?
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In his haste he'd missed anyone coming in and his priorities had been entirely elsewhere, so it's more than just a little bit of a surprise when his mind registers a voice speaking to him.
Surely after the mess upon his arrival, he must be hearing things; or so he started to convince himself. Exhaling a soft breath he turns his gaze up, half expecting to see someone else or not even anyone there. Instantly upon laying eyes on Touka did he freeze, eyes widening a touch as he remembered the last time he saw her and how well that meeting went. ]
...Touka.
[ Please don't hit him again. He knows he did wrong and how he changed wasn't intended but he couldn't take it back. ]
This place's idea of entertainment isn't exactly easy to take in. I'm... not quite used to it yet.
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[Ah. This is—well. She doesn't know what this is. Her reaction is pretty immediate, though, with her eyes widening and the grip on her water bottle loosening, just before she ends up nearly crushing it in a vice grip. This guy is obviously Kaneki. There's no question about that; but he doesn't look like the Kaneki she remembers. For starters, why is his hair white? And that's not even taking into account whatever the hell he's wearing... and that look on his face, too. Somehow, she doesn't think a movie could have caused that.
She's totally making a face here, not caring one bit about how stupid she must look right now. How is he speaking to casually to her?]
What the hell happened to you? You look so... so... [Different, she wants to say, but the word doesn't really come out. He better give her a straight answer, or she's going to be mad.]
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He's well aware he's not the same baby-faced, awkward teenager he was back then. Both mentally and physically.
There's so much he'd like to address but keeps quiet on the matter and attempts to offer something like a wry smile. It's not much but it's a start. She doesn't seem like she remembers so perhaps there's no harm in saying something just in case, well aware she'd hit him if he tried to lie about any of this. ]
Aogiri. This happened when I was... with them before. I... was forced to accept some things I probably shouldn't have, so I could protect those close to me.
[
Mostly his changes being due to those ten days of torture at Jason's hands but like hell he's gonna say that outright.There it was. Still somewhat of a straight answer, though in the back of his mind he wondered how she'd take that. ]Don't you remember that, Touka?
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When the movie ends he hears the voice and then the sound of metal and a robot head rolling to his feet... Staring down he looks up to a man, with something interesting on his back.
The scaled...tail? Zeno was sure to keep a distance before he tilts his head.]
You aren't no human, huh? [Says the man with dragon blood.]
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A mixed look of something almost bitter flashes across Kaneki's face before he nodded quietly in assent. ]
Almost.
I'm... half human if you wanted to get technical about it.
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Almost?
[Oh he didn't mean to offend.]
Don't worry, Zeno isn't completely human. [Since this man looks like he isn't human it might be okay to say. He offers a big smile, there's no judgement from Zeno.]
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In just what way are you not human?
I admit you've made me curious about that now.
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Theater I
He comes sprinting out of the theater only moments after Kaneki. Once safely outside he slumps over, hands braced on his knees, to catch his breath. He mutters to himself, not yet noticing that he isn't alone.]
I wonder if this place offers free counseling to go along with these films.
[If not, he would so be sending them his bill. He's seen things he can't un-see. Finally, he straightens up and properly takes in his surroundings. More importantly, he notices the white haired guy in the funny suit sitting on the ground. His eyes widen in surprise before a giant grin bursts across his face.]
Kaneki!
[A surge of emotion rushes through him as he lays eyes on his best friend for the first time in months. Months that had been filled with worry and a need to find answers anyway he could. Months spent wondering why Kaneki never bothered to contact him and wishing that he would. Was he really so untrustworthy? But as soon as those feelings well up they're already gone, replaced by relief and joy at seeing his friend here and in one piece. Hide crouches in front of Kaneki.]
What are you doing on the floor, man? This isn't a good place to take a nap. The cleaning robots might mistake you for something they need to clean.
o m g Hide... <3
Such as when he heard that familiar voice sound so closely to him, causing his body to stiffen and his pale eyes snapped open at once. He couldn't mistake the owner of it when it was so familiar to him, but hearing it HERE of all places just seemed both surprising and alarming all at once. Kaneki's breath hitches in his throat and he can't get the strength in him to straighten up and run, even as that very same voice called out his name and surely by now his already pale skin had become more noticeably so.
Kaneki's lips tighten into a thin line and it takes what feels like an eternity to actually just look at him. That same bright smile and sense of humor that almost hurt; he missed it so badly. ]
Hide...
[ His voice catches and for a second he can't speak, mind scrambling to find the right words. Anything at all even if it didn't seem like what he wanted to say was the right thing after several months had passed without seeing one another, not done out of spite or negativity but rather for protection.
He wanted Hide to be safe. From them.. From him. ]
I... I wasn't going to sleep. Just... clearing my head.
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There's something different about Kaneki. And it's not just his hair. It's in his gaze and the way he holds himself, a certain confidence he's never had before. And maybe a bit of danger as well, although Hide doesn't pay that much mind. This is still Kaneki, his best friend. Nothing could change him so much as to make that statement untrue. He almost wants to come clean to Kaneki and tell him all that he knows and what he's discovered by working for the CCG. But maybe now isn't the best time. However, if he's honest with himself, he's still hoping that maybe Kaneki will tell him himself.]
It was too much for you too, huh? [He nods towards the theater.] What the hell is that all about, anyways? The movie itself is bad enough but...[No. He can't even think about it. He wouldn't be able to look Kaneki in the eyes anymore if he did.]
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Hide had always been so intuitive so perhaps it made sense that if anyone could pick up on what he felt, that it would be him.
It took a second before his gaze drew to the theater quietly, reminded of the images as he looked down at his feet this time. Indeed he was keeping most of it to himself; Touka had essentially called him selfish in a way back then on that bridge and he couldn't blame her when it was kind of true. That's what made it harder to just put it outright that he was part-ghoul in the fear that it would just cause his friend to never want to speak with him or worse, call him nothing more than a monster in more than just one way. ]
I'm... not sure. It... doesn't make a lot of sense what happened in there.
[ Instinct still says he should be getting away out of the still lingering worry that he'll say something stupid or the off-chance something bad is going to come up and he's not ready for it. Yet despite this, he finds just enough strength in him to ask just one thing that if left unsaid would eat at him from the inside out. ]
Hide... I...
[ Just say it, damn it. ]
Do you... really still consider me your best friend after all this time?
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