Munchies and Movies

[Circe]

"Eh?" Circe.exe is rebooting from backup. Reboot complete in 5, "Eh? Come diavolo puň un coniglietto carino essere horror?" She shakes her head to get rid of the remaining error codes inside her skull. Conclusion? Downs her entire drink. How do you make a killer rabbit be scary? Monty Python doesn't count!


"Double, triple, dectuple," she suggest on the drinks, "I have guest beds if you get blackout drunk. I'm doing a double myself now," Circe proceeds to do so, "Let us try the JM. Nobody hop to the suggestion of carrot juice mixes right now. I'll be irked." Gas be damned, she wasn't staying sober after the monster bunny movie. "B-movie something Sven. Low budget, how the fanculo did it get produced and taken seriously kind of B-movie."


She grabbed the TV remote and clicked something. The description search tags for the bunny film? It included B-Movie on the listed options. Vindication! "Ha! Vindication! Also Mina, my attempt resulted in THAT showing up." She looks to Mina as she tries the booze Mina brought. Okay. "Melon headed moment. Sayin' it was a Wyrd result, I might be jinxed on the picking. Someone else can give it a whirl next. Sven, Mina? Either of you want to try the randomizer app?"


She put down the remote to wave her phone, which had a roulette wheel displayed on it

[Mina]

Grabbing some pizza as well, she folds a slice and takes a bite. “I wonder how lucky the feet of the rabbits are?” she muses out loud. “Like, is the luck increased based off the size of the rabbit.” Looking thoughtful for a moment, “Not that I would be eager to test it.” Rabbits were known for their powerful kicks and she didn’t want experience a kick from a giant rabbit.

Looking to Circe, “No clue what you just said, but sounded cool.” Foreign languages were beautiful, but were even better if you could understand them.

Laughing, “Aw, but it would be so fitting with the movie!” she jokes with a laugh. “I’m guessing someone either lost a bet or someone owed someone a favor and that’s how it got produced. Or someone’s dad had too much money and connections.” Shrugging. “I mean, there is also a horror movie about a killer tire, so, yeah.” Weirder things had happened.

[Saber Sloth]

Just a reminder that this scene will need to close on the 20th to make room for the Winter Solstice on the 21st!

[Svelte Sven]

Sven had to purse his lips to prevent himself from saying anything too quickly in response to Circe's offer. For a second, he almost accepted the offer of drinking to excess outright. But he reminded himself that it would be unbecoming of a Winter, much less the only Winter in the Freehold, to drink himself into a coma in the home of the Summer Sovereign, no matter how friendly the atmosphere was. "I'll wait a bit before having any more, thanks." The Darkling somehow managed to keep himself from sounding too reluctant.

"I'm alright with passing on anything involving giant animals for the time being. We've already established that we have some in real life, after all." Whatever dwelled beneath Funderland was probably far more horrific than what one would find in a B-movie.

Seeing as Mina didn't take Circe up on the offer to find something, Sven shrugged and reached towards the phone. "May as well give it a spin, metaphorically speaking." After a brief pause, he pushed the button on the device and the image on the screen immediately shifted. No more giant lagomorphs and no more color. Now they were faced with a woman sheltering in a telephone booth from a flock of killer avians. "The Birds, huh? It's a classic, but it's almost over now." He glanced over at Mina, curious if the Manikin were going to give the little game a try.

[Circe]

"Given the purported size based on the props," Circe mocks making up math to calculate it, "Very lucky in battle. Useable as a two-handed club with ease." In answer to Mina. "Nor would I suggest brawling with them Mina. How could one fight such a cute thing? That'd be like trying to kick a duck sized horse."


"Ah," she nods at Mina's confusion. "Quick summary, I was dumbfounded. For cute," she waves her hand to the Lepus monsters on the screen, "Makes for horrid scary monsters without a twist."


"Iron Side we got the ROUS that is true Sven," she picks up on that quite quickly. "Thorn Side be worse," which was obvious to all of them.


"That'd be one helluva bet to lose," she laughs along with the idea. "Or the producers had too much cocaine before hearing the suggestion and just agreed to it, oh ho ho ho ho!" Depending on when it was made, quite possible. "B-movies Mina. The hammier, the better they are. If the star is eating the scenery down to the bedrock, it is always good for a laugh, though not a scream."


"Ah, thank you Sven for proving that at least toucan play this game," and her comes better puns, "Glad the offer didn't ruffle too many feathers and that you had a little hoot with it. And Alfred Hitchcock? I don't have the gull to decry a classic as naught but eff-cellent choice."


It was less likely to cause breaks of laughter than the bunnies. And less likely to result in the Summer Queen making undignified, not-Summer like cooing noises over the cute fluffy bunnies.

[Mina]

“Think I’ll get a bit of food in my then I’ll probably have another drink.” Always best to have more food first. At least that had been her experience.

A nod, “Think I can back that, giant animals are off the table.” Especially if there was some in the Hedge, it was a bit too close to home.

Shaking her head, “I’m good.” Not really wanting to try the game. “I say we go with our original idea, something like Halloween, a classic. Something with atmosphere that has jump scares but that doesn’t go over the top. Another good one is Child’s Play. Creepy doll with an attitude is always fun.” Taking another bite of her pizza.

Glancing to Circe, finishing chewing, the swallowing, “Maybe with fire? I would use fire.” Nodding, “Cute or not, it has to go.” Plain and simple.

“Cocaine is a better bet for that movie. Lots of cocaine.” Nodding, yup.

[Svelte Sven]

Sven quirked a brow at Circe's mention of 'Iron Side' and 'Thorn Side', unfamiliar with the terms. He didn't say anything, though, partly processing the fact that were apparently yet more oversized fauna to contend with. Not sure if that's better or worse than if all manner of hobgoblin were roaming about.

The Darkling merely pursed his lips at the Summer's latest bout of puns. He couldn't claim to be surprised by the quirk of hers at this point, nor could he comment too harshly while she hosted him in her own home. "Maybe I'll have another drink after all." He said plainly, getting up yet again to get refreshments. Sven grabbed a few more slices of pizza, mentally promising himself that he wouldn't be getting up again once the movie actually started, before chancing a look into the freezer. The schnapps was sufficiently chilled by that point.

"I'll probably regret this." He commented to nobody in particular before pouring himself a shot of the 100-proof liquor. The Winter reclaimed his seat before turning back to the original reason they had gathered: to watch a scary movie. "Right, I'm going to just make an executive decision and vote for 'Halloween'. Assuming we don't have a three-way tie, we can just settle this with democracy."

[Circe]

Food was probably a good idea. Sure, Circe was at home and getting blackout drunk should be fine as her guns were locked down. Mostly. Probably. Okay, maybe not such a good idea. Circe does get snacks to slow down her alcohol intake.


"Fire? Mina," she says with disapproval, "Why not domestication instead for such cute things? Like those who ride into battle atop the dire war corgis, oh ho ho ho!"


"I WOULD say it'd also explain Cocaine Bear," then she shakes her head, "Buuut I know that was based, in air quotes, on a true story instead."


"Never understood how Chucky was supposed to be a threat," she honestly didn't as she looks to Mina. "Its a fanculo doll. Kick the crap out of it. Not like the slashers that shrug off 18-wheelers hitting them. Though not 50 BMG to the balls according to one show." Which she supported by buying their coffee no less. "Eh, more cool are the films that show less and still somehow make it scary."


"Ah, demo-crazy it is then Sven?" She nods and taps on her phone. "Very well, Halloween with Mr. Mike it is. Though no third, that was an odd one." And the film starts up on that possible pun.

ooc: 48 hours left folks!