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MTT ([personal profile] ex_mettacrusher33) wrote in [community profile] epidemiology2017-04-08 07:13 pm

i invited ortega over tonight to watch sliders in my room (closed)

CHARACTERS: Mettaton, Maya, Peridot, Feferi, Keats, Olivia, Vaughn, Oliver, Giorno, Fugo, Papyrus (and possibly Sans)
DATE: A bit after arriving in Terra Felis
WARNINGS: Some of the movies involve violence, but this is just a sleepover. On a cat planet.
SUMMARY: Mettaton invited his closest friends to a musical viewing planned for when they got back to Oska. They're uh... they're just gonna have to make due with what they have.



...this isn't what Mettaton expected.

The original plan was much more dour in nature, surely. He had a very specific intent to hole himself in his room in Oska, feel horrible for himself, and then force those whose presence he enjoyed into spending the night with him watching movies that he also enjoyed. It was meticulously planned to cheer himself up! To encourage his friends to meet with one another and talk about how wonderful him and his taste in entertainment was! To fill the gaping void of despair of leaving Woodhurst with love and admiration!!

Instead, he found himself surrounded by cats. That tends to blast a hole in any pre-planned pity-party.

But! The show must go on, even with a change in scenery or motivation. Besides, it isn't as if his wonderful, wonderful friends (and Keats) couldn't use something fun themselves!! He promised them a celebration! After everything they've gone through, they certainly deserve it.

So his hotel room has been decorated as beautifully as Mettaton himself. Blankets hang from the ceiling, creating one giant fort within the room proper. Glitter is seemingly everywhere. Snacks (...mostly meat-based, like hamburgers, thanks to the area) have been paid for and set up lovingly along more blankets on the floor. Several pillows are also on the floor, as well a steady pile of them in the corner of the room (for extra and/or lounging, you see). The bed holds even more pillows, and the vanity has been encompassed in the fort for any emergency midnight makeovers.

It's going to be a long night.

--

6pm to 11pm:
West Side Story
Little Shop of Horrors
Les Mis


Things are starting off particularly well! It's a trio of downers, sure, but there's enjoyment to be had with them regardless! Mettaton continues to maintain that these are classics and need to be revered as such, but this notably doesn't stop him from pointing out any terrible singing or riffing on anything silly, especially with the last movie involved. He encourages his friends to do the same and get as much fun out of the experience as possible. It's a fine start.

--

12am to 4am:
The Little Mermaid
Enchanted
Into the Woods


The snacks are beginning to wane. The weakest of those invited have begun to quietly drift off into the night, which is a shame for two reasons: One, these are more hopeful movies!! The joyful ones!! The ones Mettaton can't seem to stop himself from sobbing dramatically at. Two, he has a supply of glitter pens at his disposal and has suspiciously left them in plain view, as if challenging his guests to use them on one another.

--

5am to 7am:
Sweeney Todd
Chicago
Rocky Horror Picture Show
Grease 2


It's the dreaming hours, now. Most people with sane sleeping schedules or an ability to tune out Mettaton's gabbing have taken to the slumber part of this party. The movies have also gotten a bit more... questionable, in their content. Cannibalism, murder, badly-sung songs about reproduction... Anyone still awake has most likely reached that blissful, slap-happy state of all slumber-parties where everything is hilarious, the giggles cannot stop, and you're constantly trying to keep yourself from waking the rest of the guests.

--

Mingle, enjoy, and please keep Maya from eating all of the snacks.

PS: Don't trust the bone goblin attempting to sell catnip. He wasn't invited.
headlining: (21st century schizoid man)

[personal profile] headlining 2017-04-24 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
...He might like them. Doesn't mean I have to.

[He says, but kind of half-heartedly.]
skelepun: ([sans] 67)

[personal profile] skelepun 2017-04-24 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
I mean, yeah. [Sans agrees as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, chuckling under his breath.] Lemme put it to you this way. So you know how MTT's like a five-alarm big deal back in the Underground, right? News, movies, cooking shows, dramas, real estate, fast food, dude has his name on everything.

I'm not kidding. There was MTT brand everything. Dude made eye wax, and it was exactly as bad and glittery as it sounds.

... Any of that ringing a bell?
Edited 2017-04-24 03:45 (UTC)
headlining: (screams from the haters)

[personal profile] headlining 2017-04-24 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
A bit, but...

[He stares up at Sans, his eyes narrowed in slight confusion.]

What are you trying to say, here?
skelepun: (2450096 (2))

[personal profile] skelepun 2017-04-24 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[He's getting there, pal, patience. Don't expect him to speed to his point unless you buy him a rascal scooter.]

I'm saying he was everywhere. And I'll tell ya buddy, I wasn't the biggest fan. Thought his shows were kinda corny. But my brother was the dude's biggest fan and so we would watch every rerun until I could recite 'em by heart.

[Here it is, Keats. The point. It's coming.]

N' I did it because he was into it and he loved me n' wanted to share it. N' I loved him, so I sucked it up. Wasn't gonna kill me. [He reaches over, flicking Keats in the nose.] And it won't kill you either, pal.
Edited 2017-04-24 03:59 (UTC)
headlining: (the clock's tickin')

[personal profile] headlining 2017-04-24 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He scowls at the flick to his nose, but there's no ignoring the dark flush of red that appears on his cheeks.]

Oh, shut up. [He's not even going to look at Sans, instead turning his head to look at some part of the wall which is probably super interesting right now. When he speaks up again, his voice is quieter.]

Why do you think I agreed to come in the first place?
skelepun: ([sans] 51)

[personal profile] skelepun 2017-04-24 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Whether Sans is abiding by the command or considering the new tone in Keats' voice, he does shut up for a bit. Instead, he clicks his phalanges together absently. Thinking.]

Well, wish I could recommend the extra mile, but I never take that road either. Tolls are insane.

[More silence, more clicking of bone on bone.]

But y'know, guy like MTT, he might be kind of a jerk sometimes. Might be a little self-involved. Might have beef going with like, every other monster to one degree or another, haven't quite sorted out those receipts, but...

[Sans shrugs.]

He's ours, so do right by him. Capiche?
Edited 2017-04-24 04:27 (UTC)
headlining: (i just count the hours)

[personal profile] headlining 2017-04-27 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
...

[Sans doesn't need to say that twice.]

[Keats takes off his glasses, rubbing at his eyes with an exasperated expression, like he just wants this conversation to be over and done with already. God, it feels like he's talking with some overbearing family member or something.]


Yes, yes, of course I will. [A sigh.] If I wanted to break his heart, I would've done so ten times already. I'm in it for the long haul, sad to say.
skelepun: ([sans] 69)

[personal profile] skelepun 2017-04-27 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite Keats' senses, there's no threat in his voice -- implied or otherwise. If anything, Sans seems almost contemplative.]

Don't see why that's sad. Caring about somebody's a barrel of laughs. [He claps Keats on the shoulder, winking. Whether that part is sincere is hard to say.] You'll be aight.
Edited 2017-04-27 05:18 (UTC)
headlining: (needs his own theme music)

[personal profile] headlining 2017-04-29 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
That's what you say.

[He still doesn't know if Mettaton will ever feel the same way about him. That's suffering. He's not sure where this carrel of laughs is coming from.]

I guess we'll see about that. [A slight shake of his head - he almost looks embarrassed.] Goodness, is the way I feel about him really that obvious...?
skelepun: ([sans] 69)

[personal profile] skelepun 2017-05-01 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh boy.]

Uh. [Sans chuckles, vague disbelief coloring the laugh.] Would it make you feel better if I said I really had to put my thinking cap on?

['Cuz he. Really didn't. Sorry, Keats.]