[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

[mutab1e]

[The mun figures this will be useful.]

[Meanwhile, the muse is blinking rapidly.] ...Do... do humans actually dress like this?

[chronomancer]

N--

[Oh, right. David. Eridan groans and falls into the beanbag, sounding tortured.]

Yes. Yes they do. At least until I grab a hold a an alchemizer an make it all better. I just. Nevver kneww it wwas this bad.

[mutab1e]

[He's just going to glance down at his outfit, and then over at Eridan's, to make sure that they haven't suddenly been revealed to be as crappy as these human ones. But fortunately, they weren't. ...He doesn't remember his humans dressing like this. Except for the one...]

Would you expect any less?

[His voice sounds oddly dead as the introductions end and we get our first shots of the charming... person who is apparently these human teenagers' custodian for the day. At least his outfit is gray. Jeez.]

[chronomancer]

...yes. But I'm an idiot so I shouldn't be surprised I'm wwrong.

[Face in hands.]

Wwhy wwould anyone wwalk out in public wwearin that?