[OPEN] and then it just kept getting worse

[chronomancer]

characters: (jade!) Eridan Ampora and anyone willing to be subjected to movies, self-pity and shrugging.
setting: floor 14 - the media room
format: starting with action, but I'll match your preference
summary: Eridan has found heaven, aka, somewhere to watch movies and forget his life sucks quite as much as it does.
warnings: pity-party? Will add more as necessary.

[After making himself scarce for a bit, trying to get a hold of everything going on and finally finish untangling his goddamn reels, Eridan's wandering around the Tower landed him somewhere he almost dare hope wouldn't suck too much. He wasn't sure he wanted to tempt fate and ask how it could suck: there were movies he had never watched there. So after making sure he wasn't going to run into someone he didn't want to, he curled up in a beanbag chair and set up to demolish a pile of movies until he either felt better, the world stopped sucking, or he forgot he felt like shit because the world sucked.

If you enter the media room, you'll find his horns the most recognizable part of his silhouette against the screen where something vaguely violent but definitely adventurous is going on. He's folded his knees to his chest, resting his chin on his knees, and seems completely absorbed by the narrative trying hard to be heard over the explosions and Really Fucking Cool Shit going on in the movie.

Pester?]

Comments

[fabricates]

Maybe you'd answered me properly instead of ignoring me, I wouldn't have felt the need to get your attention!

[SMILING...]

[chronomancer]

No one's ignoring you, okay.

[A slight look.]

Maybe you're just bad at conversation.

[fabricates]

You sure do like to jump to quick conclusions about people you barely know, Ampora.

[chronomancer]

Only for people who seem to go out 'a their way to annoy me.

[Despite it all, he passed air through his teeth after a moment. And sank back into the beanchair.]

...fine, I'm sorry. Can we just watch the stupid movie now?

[fabricates]

[She smirks, feeling pretty good about herself right now. Eridans were always fun to annoy.]

Yeah, sure. It's a hell of a lot more interesting than you are, anyway.

[chronomancer]

[The eyeroll is pretty epic, though thankfully hidden behind the sunglasses. What are you, three? Bluh, bluh. Eridan snorts.]

I'm sure.

[fabricates]

[She's just calling it how she sees it. Don't take it personally.]

I'm glad we can agree on this! Now shut up and watch.

[chronomancer]

[He snorts again but snuggles into the beanbag to continue watching the movie.

And all is peaceful and proper until:]

Oh, come the fuck on.

[Suspension of disbelief broken!]

[fabricates]

[She lobs a pillow at him.]

Shut up!! No one needs your shitty commentary.

[chronomancer]

[He throws it right back!]

You're not telling me you like this, Serket. Unironically. It's like a scenery buffet! Chew all you can, free for all!

[fabricates]

What's not to like? It's fucking great!

[ARE YOU DISSING HER TASTE IN MOVIES MAN.]

[chronomancer]

Oh, come on. The cuts are bad, the shots are unbalanced the timing is off and the characters are flat, one-trick-ponies. And all that would be forgivable, if he

[Yep, that's your God he's pointing at, Vriska, whoops]

didn't chew the scenery like he's starving! It's a terrible movie, even for the genre.

you didn't see that

[fabricates]

[Wow you did not just. Her eyes narrow and she contemplates outright kicking him in his stupid face.]

If you hate it so much then why are you watching it? Are you stupid or something or just a masochist?

[chronomancer]

[Eridan snorts and looks away.]

None of your business, Serket.

[It's not like he's going to admit that once he starts watching a movie he simply has to finish it, no matter how hideous or terrible it might be.]

[fabricates]

[She rolls her eyes, leaning back on the couch and propping her feet up on his head, between his horns. Yep, she sure is comfortable here.]

Sure it is. You're insulting a movie that is obviously superior to whatever your stupid tastes are but you're still watching it.

[chronomancer]

[Dryly.]

If pointing out the obvious offends your delicate sensibilities, you're welcome to leave.

[fabricates]

Delicate? As if! I just don't see the point in wasting your time if you're not interested in what is obviously an awesome movie.

[chronomancer]

...haven't watched a lot of movies, have you.

[fabricates]

I've watched plenty of movies. Have you?

[chronomancer]

Land of Celluloid and Silver, gee, I wonder.

[fabricates]

[She erupts in laughter.]

Are you shitting me? Your land was something lame like that?

[chronomancer]

Not as shitty as this movie, no.

[fabricates]

Fuck you, this movie is great! Your taste is just incredibly shitty.

[chronomancer]

I'd believe you, honest, but evidence kind a overwhelmin'ly disagrees with you.

[fabricates]

Evidence? That isn't evidence, that's just your stupid opinion.

[She snorts, turning her attention back to the tv because this fucker just made her miss like five minutes of it.]

Just shut up. No one gives a shit about what you have to say.