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Entry tags:
- doctor who: river song,
- fear street: ziggy berman,
- naruto: kakashi hatake,
- pacific rim: newton geiszler,
- star trek aos: leonard mccoy,
- supernatural: dean winchester,
- the gifted: clarice fong,
- the old guard: andromache,
- the old guard: booker,
- transformers: minimus ambus,
- yakuza 0: goro majima,
- yakuza: zhao tianyou
[MINGLE] OPEN TO ALL | Movie and TV Night!
CHARACTERS: Everyone!
LOCATION: The Mess Hall
DATE: A few days after the mission.
CONTENT: The gang gets a chance to relax, as Newton is determined to get everyone's moods lifted.
WARNINGS: To be added to individual top levels if something comes up! Alcohol use?
It's not without some hesitancy that Newton decides to try one of his ye old movie nights. It feels like it'd been forever — and in fact, it had been months. Since fucking Halloween? No way. Point is, everything has been rough and intense, and he has to find something to focus on now that he's not working on mission-based tasks. The guilt over the last mission not going smoothly is turned into busy work, the kind that is improved by caffeine and a lot of sifting through the remnants of what isn't collected from the usual item drops.
The mess hall is therefore turned into its usual breed of chaos: pillows and blankets stacked all around, huddled closest to the projector that's been set up in the room. A movie hasn't been turned on, not at the start; instead, there's an acoustic guitar propped next to a few other instruments of interest: a keyboard, a tamborine, a microphone. It's a little space for some exercises in musical practice, or a way to lure people like Gwen or Xichen over. Newt himself can be found hesitantly collecting the guitar in his hands before carefully playing a few covers from your usual alt rock jams from the 2000's, and Clara even performs a few little songs with him like they'd done in Braccia. But ultimately, everyone's welcome to mess around with them, especially if they have an interest in these modern earth instruments.
The first movie of the night is Roman Holiday, an old black and white romantic comedy with the lovely Audrey Hepburn and handsome Gregory Peck; who doesn't love looking at either of those two? It's a movie quietly dedicated to Rita, one Newton secretly hopes will get her spirits lifted and have her chattering about old cinema. And of course, it is served with rocky road ice-cream, which seems to be way too plentiful. He sure had a lot of it after his post-precursor mental breakdown, so maybe it'll help you all, too.
There is also... a large stack of Christmas-themed Little Debbie snack cakes.
When asked about this, Newt can only rub the back of his neck and sheepishly answer: "That's just what came in the item drops."
... He hadn't really thought of real food. Like, dinner.
Others might have to help him out in supplying something more healthy than ice-cream and snack cakes.
There's also a decent supply of liquor, all in pretty amber bottles, which sit situated on a side table that sits next to the glorious rest of the napping couch. It's an old friend from the pizza party of long ago: a pinkish, old couch with a sign taped to it, specifically for people to cat nap on if they so choose. It's not like they can't sleep on the dozens of blankets stacked on the floor, but it almost felt wrong to leave it out. And to make matters worse (or better) — stacked on the arm of the couch are at least a dozen or so get along shirts. Yes, large shirts that you can squeeze two people into, so that they may endure each other's company as 'punishment'.
Newt thought it was kind of funny. C'mon.
As Steel Magnolias plays next, the poor unaware souls watching will be entirely unaware that it will devolve from a comedy to an absolutely waterworks movie; it almost feels wrong to not have a tearjerker in the roster at this point, though your souls may be soothed by the nail polish station that has been set up right beside a jewelry-making station. Newt may or may not have been thinking of Eleven as he'd collected these things. She'd gotten better at painting nails, anyway. Maybe Finn could enjoy creating jewelry of his own? It's probably kind of lame, but he finds that 'lame' makes him feel a little better.
... Oh, sorry, did he forget to mention the other stations? There's two more where that came from: the art station set up on the opposite side of the room comes complete with a large chalkboard that had been salvaged from Hermann's room, complete with a shoebox full of colorful, somewhat broken chalk bits; Newt know some of you are particularly artistic, you know. Like Alina. Like Clarke. And beside that display, there's a space where origami folding paper has been left for people Newton quietly knows would be happy to see it; there are already a dozen partly crooked paper cranes sitting around the space, as well as a few just-as-crooked origami sharks.
Steel Magnolias shifts, at the end of a long night, into episodes of The Golden Girls. Season 1 only, sorry, but it's all they need to lull them into something quiet and hopefully more peaceful. Who doesn't love the feeling of watching a sitcom in the dimness of night, drifting off to sleep between silly little punchlines?
Calm. Quiet.
That's really what they need right now, right?
Calm and quiet. Activities that keep one's hands busy.
It's probably like slapping a band-aid on a big crack in a wall, but maybe it makes a difference for some of them.
LOCATION: The Mess Hall
DATE: A few days after the mission.
CONTENT: The gang gets a chance to relax, as Newton is determined to get everyone's moods lifted.
WARNINGS: To be added to individual top levels if something comes up! Alcohol use?
It's not without some hesitancy that Newton decides to try one of his ye old movie nights. It feels like it'd been forever — and in fact, it had been months. Since fucking Halloween? No way. Point is, everything has been rough and intense, and he has to find something to focus on now that he's not working on mission-based tasks. The guilt over the last mission not going smoothly is turned into busy work, the kind that is improved by caffeine and a lot of sifting through the remnants of what isn't collected from the usual item drops.
The mess hall is therefore turned into its usual breed of chaos: pillows and blankets stacked all around, huddled closest to the projector that's been set up in the room. A movie hasn't been turned on, not at the start; instead, there's an acoustic guitar propped next to a few other instruments of interest: a keyboard, a tamborine, a microphone. It's a little space for some exercises in musical practice, or a way to lure people like Gwen or Xichen over. Newt himself can be found hesitantly collecting the guitar in his hands before carefully playing a few covers from your usual alt rock jams from the 2000's, and Clara even performs a few little songs with him like they'd done in Braccia. But ultimately, everyone's welcome to mess around with them, especially if they have an interest in these modern earth instruments.
The first movie of the night is Roman Holiday, an old black and white romantic comedy with the lovely Audrey Hepburn and handsome Gregory Peck; who doesn't love looking at either of those two? It's a movie quietly dedicated to Rita, one Newton secretly hopes will get her spirits lifted and have her chattering about old cinema. And of course, it is served with rocky road ice-cream, which seems to be way too plentiful. He sure had a lot of it after his post-precursor mental breakdown, so maybe it'll help you all, too.
There is also... a large stack of Christmas-themed Little Debbie snack cakes.
When asked about this, Newt can only rub the back of his neck and sheepishly answer: "That's just what came in the item drops."
... He hadn't really thought of real food. Like, dinner.
Others might have to help him out in supplying something more healthy than ice-cream and snack cakes.
There's also a decent supply of liquor, all in pretty amber bottles, which sit situated on a side table that sits next to the glorious rest of the napping couch. It's an old friend from the pizza party of long ago: a pinkish, old couch with a sign taped to it, specifically for people to cat nap on if they so choose. It's not like they can't sleep on the dozens of blankets stacked on the floor, but it almost felt wrong to leave it out. And to make matters worse (or better) — stacked on the arm of the couch are at least a dozen or so get along shirts. Yes, large shirts that you can squeeze two people into, so that they may endure each other's company as 'punishment'.
Newt thought it was kind of funny. C'mon.
As Steel Magnolias plays next, the poor unaware souls watching will be entirely unaware that it will devolve from a comedy to an absolutely waterworks movie; it almost feels wrong to not have a tearjerker in the roster at this point, though your souls may be soothed by the nail polish station that has been set up right beside a jewelry-making station. Newt may or may not have been thinking of Eleven as he'd collected these things. She'd gotten better at painting nails, anyway. Maybe Finn could enjoy creating jewelry of his own? It's probably kind of lame, but he finds that 'lame' makes him feel a little better.
... Oh, sorry, did he forget to mention the other stations? There's two more where that came from: the art station set up on the opposite side of the room comes complete with a large chalkboard that had been salvaged from Hermann's room, complete with a shoebox full of colorful, somewhat broken chalk bits; Newt know some of you are particularly artistic, you know. Like Alina. Like Clarke. And beside that display, there's a space where origami folding paper has been left for people Newton quietly knows would be happy to see it; there are already a dozen partly crooked paper cranes sitting around the space, as well as a few just-as-crooked origami sharks.
Steel Magnolias shifts, at the end of a long night, into episodes of The Golden Girls. Season 1 only, sorry, but it's all they need to lull them into something quiet and hopefully more peaceful. Who doesn't love the feeling of watching a sitcom in the dimness of night, drifting off to sleep between silly little punchlines?
Calm. Quiet.
That's really what they need right now, right?
Calm and quiet. Activities that keep one's hands busy.
It's probably like slapping a band-aid on a big crack in a wall, but maybe it makes a difference for some of them.