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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 [ 00 00 ]
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 [ 00 00 ] 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 [ 00 00 ]
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 [ why o'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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[it's okay, yuuki. souji is, in his own way, grateful for the fact that she's getting off the topic of kondou. it's really just something he doesn't want to think about because of the feelings it dredges up. no matter how much he wants to shove them down, time does wear on him bit-by-bit and make it more difficult.
so he needs to do the only thing he knows how to do—ignore the problems and keep them to himself while he tries to cope.
it's a good think yuuki just gave him a perfect opportunity to completely switch gears. no matter how she tried to cover up what she said, souji knows just what she meant. and even though he's still got a million questions, curiosities and suspicions? well, sometimes those things need to be addressed in small bits and pieces. for now, he can put them aside to bring to the forefont her own embarrassing slip of the tongue.]
Could it be that you think I'm cute? [he leans forward, getting in her face a bit. souji's expression shifts again, looking mischievous.. still dangerous, but in an entirely different way. it's a pretty solid reminder at how little he wishes his true emotions to be displayed on his face, and how quickly he'll forcibly shift to cover it up. even if that means using someone else to turn things around and deflect it.] That's a pretty bold thing to say you know, Yuuki-chan.
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Sometimes, being especially easily flustered by good-looking men as a teenage girl is a hardship, to be honest. Why couldn't she have a better, safer hobby, like stamp collecting.
She curses herself, silently blaming her time as a carefree human for her pretty-boy infatuation. Stupid Zero. Stupid Kaname. Stupid Okita—?! ]
H-hey, I was definitely talking about your hairstyle that time, not you!
[ Oh but, she pauses a second because, surprise momentarily overcoming her flustered emotions because, wait, he actually knows her name? For some reason she assumed he was lying through his teeth but before she can let herself interject with that, she refocuses on the fact he's in her face and she slides back just a little more. ]
Cute is not the adjective I would use to describe Okita-san in any way. [ except maybe when he's passed out on the floor like a cat— ]