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epidemiology2017-08-13 02:36 pm
ex_mettacrusher33) wrote in epidemiology2017-08-13 02:36 pm
so sue me if i'd like to live on island time for a change (OTA)
CHARACTERS: Mettaton + Open
DATE: 3rd day of the festivities, before the party bus departs
WARNINGS: They're watching RHPS again, so someone might honestly get Time-Warped too hard.
SUMMARY: It's the beach party episode.
The chill one. The one where everyone sits around a fire, eats snacks, and watches movies. Don't get too rowdy, now.
Maybe the main party has far too many people. Maybe Mettaton can't go for any length of time near another celebration without making one about himself. Maybe, even after two days of recharging, laying listlessly in his bed, and doing absolutely nothing else, Mettaton is still tired from the horrendous experience that was that last mission and every single event within it, and decided what he truly, desperately needed was to be surrounded by the joy and love of people who did not yet hate him.
Whatever the reason, anyone in good standing with the robot has received an invitation (plus 1) to the training room for "a night of movies and relaxation."
Tucked in a quieter corner of the simulation is a bonfire and a large amount of towels for laying on. A table is set up with simulated food and drinks, ACTUAL food and drinks (obviously pilfered from the banquet), and a selection of dishes Mettaton himself has put the effort into making for his wonderful guests. There are ingredients for s'mores and hot dogs (actual hot dogs, sorry, Sans) and cooking sticks to roast them over the bonfire (that is... simulated. He didn't think that far).
The host himself is set up on a towel in his humanioid-form, wearing an opened, soft pink button-up shirt, black shorts, and a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses. He plays relaxing music from his magictek as he lounges and waits for more guests to arrive. Once he's satisfied with the outcome and everyone has settled, the movies, projected from his jewelcomm and onto a large gray rectangle he's summoned over the ocean, will begin to play.
The movie list is as follows:
The Princess Bride
Clueless
Homeward Bound
The Breakfast Club
The Goonies
Beetlejuice
The Truman Show
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Rocky Horror Picture Show
Anyone who isn't a friend doesn't need to worry about crashing the party: so long as they're respectful of the host, the other guests, and the mood of the party, the more the merrier. But if they start to act up or, god forbid, have already insulted the host prior to crashing, he has no problems tazing and escorting people out first and asking questions never.
So relax. Take a seat. Have a few drinks. Enjoy the show with your friends and neighbors. Try not to scare anyone too bad during that sandworm scene.
DATE: 3rd day of the festivities, before the party bus departs
WARNINGS: They're watching RHPS again, so someone might honestly get Time-Warped too hard.
SUMMARY: It's the beach party episode.
The chill one. The one where everyone sits around a fire, eats snacks, and watches movies. Don't get too rowdy, now.
Maybe the main party has far too many people. Maybe Mettaton can't go for any length of time near another celebration without making one about himself. Maybe, even after two days of recharging, laying listlessly in his bed, and doing absolutely nothing else, Mettaton is still tired from the horrendous experience that was that last mission and every single event within it, and decided what he truly, desperately needed was to be surrounded by the joy and love of people who did not yet hate him.
Whatever the reason, anyone in good standing with the robot has received an invitation (plus 1) to the training room for "a night of movies and relaxation."
Tucked in a quieter corner of the simulation is a bonfire and a large amount of towels for laying on. A table is set up with simulated food and drinks, ACTUAL food and drinks (obviously pilfered from the banquet), and a selection of dishes Mettaton himself has put the effort into making for his wonderful guests. There are ingredients for s'mores and hot dogs (actual hot dogs, sorry, Sans) and cooking sticks to roast them over the bonfire (that is... simulated. He didn't think that far).
The host himself is set up on a towel in his humanioid-form, wearing an opened, soft pink button-up shirt, black shorts, and a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses. He plays relaxing music from his magictek as he lounges and waits for more guests to arrive. Once he's satisfied with the outcome and everyone has settled, the movies, projected from his jewelcomm and onto a large gray rectangle he's summoned over the ocean, will begin to play.
The movie list is as follows:
Clueless
Homeward Bound
The Breakfast Club
The Goonies
Beetlejuice
The Truman Show
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Rocky Horror Picture Show
Anyone who isn't a friend doesn't need to worry about crashing the party: so long as they're respectful of the host, the other guests, and the mood of the party, the more the merrier. But if they start to act up or, god forbid, have already insulted the host prior to crashing, he has no problems tazing and escorting people out first and asking questions never.
So relax. Take a seat. Have a few drinks. Enjoy the show with your friends and neighbors. Try not to scare anyone too bad during that sandworm scene.
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[Mettaton's clearly lying to him, but the reason is not clear to him. Not until Mettaton shoves his hand into the marshmallows he's still holding and he sees the glint of the ring.
It stings more than it should. Probably more so now that his own love life is so complicated. He is happy that his friend has found someone, but it tugs at him in a way that makes it hard not to think about his own confusion.]
Are you engaged now? You didn't tell me.
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Mettaton finally snatches his ring and leans back, mouth open and loaded with another lie when--
Are you ENGAGED now?
...the sound that comes out of Mettaton's mouth cannot be described as anything graceful. It's not practiced. It's not a gasp or a chuckle or any cute sound one could make at an honest mistake.
It's a honk. Calling it like it is, it's a honk. A horrible, shrill honk that melds into similarly shrill laughter as his face goes red and he shakes his head, waving a hand in front of himself.]
ENGA- NO!! OH GOODNESS, NO!!! [They're barely getting through being in a RELATIONSHIP!] THIS IS--
[Okay, BREATHE. Control yourself. People are staring and not in the fun way (or even the way you can spin later)!
...Sigh. Okay.
The ring's a cute little thing--sliver, with two hands holding a crowned heart--and significantly less gaudy than one might imagine from Mettaton. Now that he finally has it back in his possession (and out of poor Oliver's snacks), Mettaton slides it back onto his finger. Right hand, heart pointing inward.]
It's just a present. [From him, but details. No one wants to hear him go on and on about his relationship.
...]
So. I see Connor's not with you. [Right now. He hadn't seen the two of them come to the party together, but he's been busy. He might have missed it.]
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It's nice. I'm glad things are working out for you guys.
[If he sounds a little flat... well. It's easy to blame Connor for that. In fact, most of the reason for it can probably be contributed to him. Their situation is complicated, and Oliver has no idea how he should be dealing with this.]
...I invited him.
[That's all he has to say on that. Connor isn't here yet, but he hopes that he will be.]
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He twists the ring on his finger with his thumb, then covers the repetitive motion with his other hand.]
As a friend?
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[It had been his intention, at least partially, when he'd first done it. But when it comes to Connor nothing's ever cut and dry. It's hard to view him only as a friend when he's still so in love with him.
He shrugs, dropping the leftover marshmallows into a bag set aside for discarded food.]
It doesn't matter. He probably won't come anyway.
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It's not the first time he's played "crush meditator." It won't be the last.
Mettaton lays down and gets comfortable on his towel, chin resting on his folded arms and legs lazily kicking behind himself.]
Is there a story behind that or is he just not a movie fan?
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[Oliver rolls his eyes as he plops down next to him with a feigned grin. He's upset and conflicted at everything that's going on with Connor, but he came here to have fun, and he knows Mettaton didn't set this up so he could hear about his boy troubles.]
When are you going to tell me more about your boyfriend anyway? It must be going well if he's buying rings for you, but you still haven't even told me who he is yet.
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He smiles wider. Lets out a practiced laugh and gently slaps his friend on the arm as they lay next to each other. They look like a couple of gossipy teenagers.]
You didn't come here for me talk about my love life, sweetheart. But if there's something wrong with yours, I'm more than happy to listen.
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[He shrugs, trying to make out like that doesn't hurt.]
Come on. We're friends. I don't get why you're being so secretive about this. I'd tell you if it was me.
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[The fingers of Mettaton's right hand move under the cover of his left. He's twisting his ring again.]
Didn't you say you had a crush on this angry jock, [he deflects, nodding his head toward the screen. It's the middle of the Breakfast Club. The man in the blue tanktop is yelling about something or another.] Or did I imagine that conversation?
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Shut up! I told you not to tell anyone about that.
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Tell them what, [he asks, innocently and loudly.] You had a crush on the Mighty Duck man??
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[His reputation is above this.
...kind of.
His tries and fails to bite back his grin, dropping his voice to a whisper because this is still meant to be private information even if Mettaton seems intent on informing half of the party goers.]
He was hot in Mighty Ducks 2 and you know it.
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[Hold it. Rewind.]
...there was a second one?
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...you didn't know that?
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...sigh. The first one seemed so contained! How could they possibly expand on that story?
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They weren't that great. If anything you'd think you'd only get the sequels movies.
It's Disney. They always find a way to make a sequel. [He shrugs.] In the second one they went against the world. I don't remember the third one that well. I think they were just in a high school team.