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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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he doesn't make a sound. he doesn't even look as he lashes out to grab the offender's arm in a steel grip purely on instinct, although it's debatable as to whether he manages.
the sad truth is that he isn't as fast as he used to be. back in the day, his reflexes had been stunning. so, very stunning.
now look where he's at. ]
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well.
did he go overboard, he wonders. but the fact that the person's eyes still have yet to peel themselves from the screen is telling, in a certain way. after a moment of awkward silence (punctuated by suspicious moans in the background, this movie is a bit too much), he moves to clasp his other hand over the hand on his arm, and then to poke at the other person's cheek. ]
Ah... how should I put this, but--
Are you quite alright? You seem to be in shock.
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at the touch, 13 turns to the offender, relinquishing his grip on the arm at last. he's aware enough of his environment to have refrained from attempting to throw this individual over the row of seats in front of them. that's something. or maybe it's the comedic horror of the situation that stalled his natural way of doing things.
he wouldn't say shock, per se . . . ]
You surprised me.
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Though I'd think the movie surprised you more. [ yeah, he noticed those grimaces. ] What a tasteless surprise, don't you think?
[ as if him shouting in your ear wasn't a tasteless surprise either-- but that's tsurumaru for you. ]
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That's one way of describing it.
[ 13 can't recall a time he was so disturbed. not in this manner, at the very least. the earlier half of the movie was fine, nothing he couldn't stomach with ease. it was an experience. but 4's presence changes everything.
it's almost funny. once he's out of here, he's sure he'll find it humorous. ]
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[ flippant, as though he hadn't just seen his young lord be defiled on screen so blatantly. ]
So if it upsets you so much, why do you continue to watch? You could always walk out, you know.
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No, [ he ceases the rubbing and lowers his hand, as does his voice, ] it doesn't upset me. . . . Actually, I don't know what I'm feeling. [ he pauses. that's a strange, but honest, admission. he doesn't really sound upset, angry, or anything of the sort. he hasn't a clue how he should feel about what he just saw, is all. only flabbergasted comes to mind. ] But "entertained" isn't it.
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The solution, then, is find entertainment elsewhere. Here allow me-- [ and without warning, he'll reach over to scoop 13 up-- as though he were a newborn child and not a grown adult. ] Ha, run!
[ time to make a break for the exit!! ]
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he barely has the time to look over before he's scooped up, and then he has to refrains from clocking the stranger out of self-defense. swept off his feet, he angles to the right; it's not too noticeable for 13, who's always distributing his weight in consideration of the heavier prosthetic limbs on his left side. ]
Wait, the door –
[ no time. eyes wide, 13 thrusts a hand out to shove the theater door open, at least granting them a smooth exit.
fare thee well, porn star 4. ]
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the best symphony of sounds, really. grinning wildly, he'll just keep running. ]
Look, the world awaits! Where should we go? The cotton candy stand? The place with the popped corn? A high place, perhaps, to look down upon the world?
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it's almost a miracle that he's still in the stranger's hold – not that he's doing anything to help, because his hands, for one, are curled against his stomach and not around the stranger's neck for support. he may as well be dead weight. 13 has to admit that he finds the running to be vicariously enjoyable, albeit with a large helping of bewilderment and discomfort.
this is a little uncomfortable.
if those who know him were to look at him now . . . ]
. . . I didn't think to plan beyond the theater.
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[ up a fire-escape it is, then. he hops two steps at a time, gleefully, right up until they're on the last platform and the roof is just above them, one whole floor away.
which he's going to hop, because he's a sword and swords do weird things. it's not until they're both perched on the rooftop that he lets 13 down, finally. ]
My. I'm surprised. I hadn't thought this city so large.
[ insert panoramic view here...! man i can't do descriptions at three in the morning, this is a Problem. ]
3 o'clock is the real Problem
actually, the "hop" is rather impressive. 13 doesn't have much time to dwell on it, because, as much as he almost didn't expect to be let down, that very thing is happening. recovering with quiet grace (if it can be called that), 13 squares his shoulders and overlooks the city. ]
It looks bigger when you're farther. Up, that is.