015 ✳ day 177 ✳ video/action

[blackmagus]

Action;

[The library, as it turns out, is a little more interesting than anticipated. Fortescue isn't a voracious reader, but she has to find something to do in between making her liver scream at her. Especially now that the cute geeky redhead has, apparently, vanished, in the Center's latest shuffle. She finishes a few glasses of wine before finding herself in the library, not tempting fate about spilling alcohol on any pages. She makes herself a pillow nest in a corner with a few spare pillows she finds on chairs. Because why sit on chairs when you can have a pillow nest?

A source of curiosity for her is a familiar title. Except it's not quite the novel she remembers reading out of boredom — while waiting for a target to show themselves, in busy city streets. She reads anyway, making a day of it despite the odd grammar, and gets to the end before she, irritably, switches on her phone.]

Network;

[A book is being held up by Fortescue, who may or may not be tipsy from a bout of earlier drinking. The title in question is Twilight. While some have their own personal reasons for disliking said book, Fortescue's concerns are slightly different.]

What is this rubbish? Why is this a vampire book? Did no one tell the author that vampires went out of fashion ten years ago?

[Oh, the perils of the Multiverse. The book is also wobbling a bit in her hand.]

The Cullens are Fae, hence the sparkling, and Bella Swan is a stalker. I thought this was well understood. Universe that this book came from — you disappoint me.

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[foundacause]

You know, they made it into a movie too.

I believe it's the latest form of torture.

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[blackmagus]

Cinema? Out of this?

[Fortescue sighs.]

And here I thought there had been enough vampire movies in Imperium for the rest of the universes as well.

[It was a long trend, and she'd grown very tired of it. Luckily, depending on how you looked at it, the wartime cinema had taken over.]

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[foundacause]

Sparkles and all. Apparently the world loves a good vampire movie - wait no, scrap that - they love awful vampire movies.

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[blackmagus]

Please tell me that at least someone came up with a drinking game. That's all bad cinema is good for. A laugh, and a drink.

[She's done a lot of late night cinema, though technically no one else had been contributing to the drinking game part. But that's hardly her fault. She hadn't been allowed to have drinking buddies. Too much security.]

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[foundacause]

Oh, I'm sure it's been done. Probably the only way to survive - or die of alcohol poisoning. Either way, you don't have to suffer through the pain of the movie any longer.

Nothing beats the classics.

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[blackmagus]

All right, well, I suppose that could be acceptable. [So long as people mock it, and it's not treated as high literature. Because the grammar she just suffered through certainly isn't.] It's a shame we don't have anything like that around here. We'd have to, I don't know, rig up a game of... what do the Americans call it? Beer pong?

[Technically her world isn't supposed to have it, but someone had gotten a film featuring it from another universe and the trend had been born.]

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[foundacause]

I love the way you think. No, really. Your ideas are beautiful. This place could definitely do with a little beer pong.

[ Mocking terrible books, having fun and alcohol. What isn't there to love? ]

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[blackmagus]

Why, thank you. I try. [She chuckles quietly.] It shouldn't be that difficult to rig something up, if we get bored enough. Plenty of tables around here.

[ audio ]

[foundacause]

I'm sure the machine won't mind too much if we make use of the furniture. If it minds so much it should provide us with new toys.

[ audio ]

[blackmagus]

Don't say that, it's liking to give us more hellhounds. Or something else just as bad from some other world.

[ audio ]

[foundacause]

[ Fortescue can't see it, but the mention of hellhounds makes Meg tense up a little. Bloody dogs. ]

Maybe next time it'll give us fluffy bunnies...

[ audio ]

[blackmagus]

[She wouldn't blame Meg at all.]

That would be lovely. The Center all overrun with fluffy, hungry little bunnies. I'd much rather fight one for food than fight a hound.

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[dontgetcarter]

Like that's not bad enough, that series is way popular back home. I knew some girls who thought that was pretty much the be-all and end-all to romance stories.

I kinda like the idea of making them fae, though. I haven't done a whole lot of research on vampires, but you don't really have to read too much to know she got that wrong.

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[blackmagus]

[Fortescue thinks, for a moment, about what she just read, and end-all be-all romance. And then she makes a small face.]

Oh, dear. That's unfortunate. I'm all for romance stories, though I don't read many, but I can think of much better ones than that. But not Romeo and Juliet, mind you. I haven't the foggiest why that story's considered romantic.

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[thatoldthatkind]

What is out of date in your world isn't the same in other worlds. You shouldn't be so judgmental.

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[blackmagus]

[Fortescue huffs quietly.

She's not a bit tipsy. Honest.]

I don't normally. Judge, I mean. I once went to a world where they thought pants hanging around one's ankles were sexy, and I said nothing. But where vampires and stalking are involved, yes, judgment it is.

[Just try to change her mind, Doctor.]

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[thatoldthatkind]

[ Just a bit? Good thing they're not in the same room. It could get awkward fast. What, given she likes girls and he is an alien! Where's Jack when he needs him? ]

And why are you so judgmental about fiction? If that horrifies you, you should see what else comes from Earth!

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[blackmagus]

[Fortescue raises a finger, forgetting the fact that he can't see her. Yup. Definitely tipsy.]

Fiction is important, love. It imprints on minds and opens horizons and changes opinions and... [Wait, she's getting sidetracked.] Why, what horrifies you about the Earth?

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[thatoldthatkind]

[ There is a humorous-less chuckle. ]

Loads horrifies me. You humans can be utterly terrifying when you want to be.

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[blackmagus]

[There's a little bit of silence, and then, with a shade of amusement—]

Well, yes, we do our fair share of horrors. Wars, opening unstable rifts in time and space, putting frilly clothes on animals. [One of these is not like the other...] I meant in a more mild capacity, Doctor. You know. Pastimes of humanity that you find strange. I'm certain there's something.

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[thatoldthatkind]

Sometimes the animals do like the frilly clothes. [ He comments softly. ]

I don't quite understand the fascination with boy bands myself. What is the point of shrieking at them when you are already there in person? I've been to loads of concerts for the Beatles. That, Fortescue, is very terrifying.

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[blackmagus]

[Fortescue cants her head, confused, to one side.]

The who? [She chuckles, entirely unaware that she just made a Who's On First sort of joke. She doesn't know either band.] Are there a lot of girls throwing underwear at their concerts? You didn't get caught by one, did you?

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[thatoldthatkind]

[ He simply chuckles and doesn't answer her question. Its not important. ]

Not sure I remember the underwear bits. I was off doing... stuff. Important stuff. Saving the world from being controlled through music of the boy bands sort of stuff.

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[blackmagus]

...music that controls the mind? And here I thought I'd never come across another world with that sort of thing.

[It's illegal except in certain circumstances, with everyone signed off on it, but still, some casters do it anyway.]

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[thatoldthatkind]

You can do wonders with the human mind and melodies. How do you think anthems come about?