//SCENARIOS.EXE
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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suzugamori ren || cardfight!! vanguard
[there is a tall boy with his bright hair up in a ponytail inspecting all the advertisements for the films, looking pensive as he moves from screen to screen. you might spot him reaching up to touch one of the screens every now and then!
or, failing that, you might see him a little later as he tries to order popcorn.]
What do you mean, there's no salted left? Only 'realistic butter alternative'? It's green, seriously-!
(option 2; theatre iii)
[ren chooses a seat at the back row of the theatre, spending the first few minutes of the film picking through his bucket of popcorn for any kernels unsoiled by butter alternative. when that results in failure, he turns his attention to the screen.
immediately, his fingers tighten over the ends of the armrest. if you could see things from his perspective, you'd be witnessing a blue-haired woman sobbing amidst the rubble of a skyscraper, reaching out for a white-clothed arm protruding from the debris -
before something hits the ground behind her and she's gone in a flash of light. ren's eyes widen, but the movie resumes its banal excuse for a plot as if nothing had happened at all.]
the food related one, of course
"Realistic butter alternative"... I've never heard a phrase so horrid before.
[Hello, Ren; you're being joined by a very short chef - he's even looking at the rest of the menu with disdain.]
Maybe I really should have made my own snacks before I came. What a waste...
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Woah, almost missed you there!
[he makes a movement with his hands like... measuring the distance between them. but it doesn't seem malicious, somehow, just genuinely surprised at the difference.]
Are you the kind who likes to sneak outside food into cinemas?
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[It's a good thing Teruteru's not the kind to get angered easily...
At Ren's question, though, he starts fiddling with his handkerchief - almost a little nervously. Why did he have to word that like its a crime...??]
But, er, yes and no! It really depends on the cinema's attention to quality...
If all they offer is greasy potato chips, overseasoned junk, and... butter alternative, I'd much rather make something worth eating or not eat at all!
Yet, if I didn't eat at a cinema, then what's the point of going to one?
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[that almost sounds like it's from experience.]
...what's wrong with potato chips, though? I know they're too expensive at the cinema, but if you're going to sneak food in anyway you may as well go for something tasty.
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[Good job, Ren, you have found the nerve. He practically puffed up at the idea that those could be considered tasty.]
Handmade potato chips full of passion and care, making sure each chip is perfectly seasoned, with only enough oil to cook them yet not enough to leave a horrible taste in your mouth...
Those are the only kind worth partaking in!
Anything less than that is a waste of your time and money!
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So... you mean it's like the difference between instant and hand-ground coffee, right? I guess I understand that! Why didn't you just say it that way?
But, I've never had hand-made ones before, so I don't really know. And I still like the ones from the store. So, it's personal taste, too.
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Really, now... If you were to have my handmade potato chips, you would swear off cheap, store bought ones for good.
In fact, I insist!
[And now Ren's getting pointed at. WITH CONVICTION.]
Tonight, I will make you a batch of the world's tastiest potato chips! Filled with heart and passion, as all food should be!
I will even make it the flavor of your choosing, so pick wisely!
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before reaching out to lower the accusatory hand. woah there]
Ehh, tonight? But I was going to make curry... can we make it another day?
1/2 good job ren
He's never really been turned down like this before. Well - no, with romantic advances he has. All the time, actually.
But never with food!]
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Another day... that's such a wasted opportunity. Receiving a handmade meal from me for free is a once-in-a-lifetime chance!
And it's one you may want to consider, because I may not feel like making you something later. You don't really want to miss out on a meal from the world's greatest chef, do you?
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[yes thats the point to raise here good job ren]
"World's greatest chef" is a cool title, though! Did you make it up yourself?
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[and comb -> pompadour. super high school level cool cucumber.]
Mmmhmhmhm... You would think so, wouldn't you? But it isn't even my true title!
I am known as the Super High School Level Chef, a person so talented that kitchens all over the world wish to have me!
Though, I suppose a title like that means nothing to you, yes? With whatever that drivel they told us about "other worlds" was, and all that.
But a title such as mine cannot simply be made up. They must be chosen! And no two people can share the same title, as well!
That would make me the "Chosen One" of the culinary arts, don't you think?
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[but. frowns]
That all sounds really cool and all, but if you're "Super High School Level" doesn't that only make you super at... y'know, a high school level? I mean, we're both high school students, but cooks in restaurants and stuff aren't, right.
I guess being the best at a high school level is still pretty neat, though! Good for you!
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[and suddenly hes not so cool anymore. thanks ren.]
B-but, you see... Where I'm from...
People with the title Super High School Level are guaranteed success for life! They are automatically the top of their art, no matter what!
We already do amazing things, despite being merely students; for example, my own siblings make a hundred million annually each! From their talents alone!
[Not going to elaborate on his siblings, of course. Like, screw them and the horse they rode in on.
Not gonna talk about his own successes either because really, no one wants to hear a dirty tale of woe from a sexy urbanite like himself!!]
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[he's pensive for a moment]
Would that make me "Super High School Level CEO"? Though, I'm meant to graduate pretty soon. Super High School Level Cardfighter isn't quite right anymore...
Mm, it feels a little embarrassing.
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[He's actually got to stop and consider what Ren just said for a moment. After all - it's not like he's really met any other cooks - er, chefs - with his skill... Or anywhere close.
But Ren's statement about being a "Super High School Level CEO" makes him... smile??]
Oh. Ohoho - ahahaha! Yep yep, I understand this situation perfectly now!
It's not that you are rude, or that you do not understand...
It's that you are someone like me, but you didn't know it! A "Super High School Level"!
But of course... that would mean your company monopolizes the market you work in, which in most countries is considered illegal.
Unless your skills as a CEO has found ways around this, which if you truly are at that level, is most likely the case!
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mostly these days he just throws money at things and plays with development samples, but sure]
Well, that's not really what happens, but I think I'm the only high school level CEO around? Takuto-kun was only a middle-schooler so he doesn't count. Also maybe not a real CEO.
I don't really like titles like that, anyway! Having something like that placed upon you sounds too restrictive.
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... Ah... Then perhaps you still don't quite get it.
Well, it's no use sitting here attempting to explain only to get upset - being upset for too long gives me a stomach ache.
Instead, perhaps we should switch to a better topic - such as your name!
As it's only polite to introduce yourself first, I am Teruteru Hanamura.
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[> want to handshake
> unsure how to cope with height difference
> leans down a little and holds out hand???]
1/2 again whoops
[He'll take Ren's offered hand and give it a firm shake, skillfully hiding his annoyance at that lean. He's allowed to just reach down...!!]
You don't need to use my title in speech, you know! But...
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First name basis so quickly! I'm stunned! Speechless! Excited, even!
Perhaps even a little worked up...!
Are you always this amiable with people you've just met, or is it lust at first sight...!?
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First name basis? Well, I guess I didn't really think about it. I call everyone by their given names, you know? Because everyone calls me by mine.
Oh, except I call Kai just Kai! But you don't know him, so it doesn't matter!
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lobbyyyyy
killjoyrebel cardgame person, who – rather than to watch a movie – has claimed himself a table to shuffle around cards and work on the new deck he's been building. Because that's what you do when you get dragged to the movies. Clearly.who thought this was a good idea again?Ren's loud complaining over the popcorn catches Shun's attention for a moment, and for just a second he frowns over the 'green realistic butter alternative'. Well. He's never trusted anything in this place anyway.]
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naturally, ren's attention strays over to shun's table. his face immediately brightens at the sight of cards - he hadn't seen any other than his own deck for a week, and as much as he loves the shadow paladins, one deck does not a game make.]
Ah, what a sight for sore eyes! Are you deck building? Can I see?