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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on May 21, 2012 22:20:41 GMT -5
It wasn't often that he got the urge to see a movie, really. Joshua was the type of person who preferred books over films and didn't really enjoy the whole social aspect of move-watching, either. You were not supposed to talk in a theatre so he didn't really see the point of bringing other people. He also didn't get the "movie date" thing either. Couples who spent the entire move making out baffled him. He could have fun with Nell at home, if they were ever going to shell out the cash for a movie excursion (not that cash was a problem) he figured they'd end up actually watching the damned thing. So when Josh went to the movies, he usually went alone. He went for the buttery and salty goodness that was cinema popcorn if he were to be completely honest. For a ridiculous price he could have a massive bag of it to sit and snack on while he watched whatever motion picture happened to have caught his interest.
Gonna have diabetes by the time I hit thirty but I don't give a shit, he thought as he ordered a couple candy bars and a large drink as well. He was probably the type of customer the theatre liked to see. He had no problems paying their astronomical fees and he wasn't that picky, either. He didn't whine about the amount of butter that was put on his popcorn or how much cheese came with the nachos or how much ice was in his drink. This wasn't Northern Lights, he wasn't expecting anything amazing, he just wanted to eat. "Thanks," he said absently to the theatre employee when he accepted his change, his attention already on the bag of popcorn as he balanced the drink, bag, and three candy bars. He didn't want to drop anything and waste its perfection. Really, Josh was here more for the sweet and buttery things than for the film he'd paid to watch in order to get past the ticket booth. It wasn't starting for a while and so he went to the theatre's lobby slash arcade room, sitting down on one of the couches. It was a pretty fancy theatre.
Fuck, this popcorn was good. As he ate he tried to remember what the movie he'd paid to see was even about. It was horror, he knew that much, and he was watching it more for the camp than for anything else. He liked to laugh at the stupid reactions of the film characters. Being genre savvy as he was, it was rather easy for Joshua to predict when a scare was coming and chuckle as several people in the seats would scream. He was not scared by any horror films and wasn't jumpy. You'd think that would take the fun right out of it, but not in Joshua's opinion. It made it more fun, really, because then he could be the stoic man in the theatre slowly chewing popcorn and staring at the screen as everyone else flipped out. For now, though, he'd sit here on this couch and pass the time until the movie by eating. He'd probably need to take advantage of their free popcorn and drink refills (large only) before he went into the theatre itself.
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Post by burningeclipse on May 22, 2012 15:18:30 GMT -5
Jacerian didn't even think the movies existed anymore. The option to record, pause and buy new movies on cable systems sort of eliminated the whole cinema idea. Sure it was still fun to see a movie on a very large screen but he hadn't even been to the movies in years. Yeah I know, what kind of teenager is that? What could Jace say though, the sixteen year old had much better things to do then go to the movies. Half of the time it was boring anyway. He awaited a text message of his friend telling him where he was sitting and all of that extra stuff. At this point in time, all he knew was that the movie was a horror film.
He got his ticket and looked at the time and the movie had started some minutes ago. He rushed in and went straight up to the counter, eyes scanning the prices of everything. Right away it was apparent that no matter what he bought it would burn a hole in his already shallow pocket. Starting to dig out a few dollars he looked up at the young cashier with a beaming smile which seemed to charm her. He had became use to that one already and was just glad that he had that affect on girls. Now only if he could actually get a girlfriend. Her voice questioned what he wanted to order but he already knew. That was a given, he would order what he got years ago when he came. "Two Crunch candy bars please." He debated whether or not to go ahead and get a drink...he decided against it.
The total rang up to around six dollars and some change which was astounding for two candy bars. He shook his head at the cashier as he dished out seven dollars. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket but waited to check it. "Your prices are crazy." He said with a laugh to show that he was not trying to be rude, just honest. The girl sort of shrugged and offered him a half-hearted apology. He knew it was her job to try and make sales so he couldn't complain all that much. He waved bye to her before slowly walking off.
First, his phone. His hand reached into his tight jean pocket and retracted an out of date smart-phone. Okay, so a new phone wasn't his priority at this point in time! The message icon blinked and his insides jump with delight as he read that is was from the friend who was suppose to be meeting. Then it all crashed down on him as he read the grim text. He couldn't make it to the theaters after all. "Now what..." He groaned under his breath as he glanced around. Jacerian's mood was ruined just about now. Children of the water element were usually more relaxed and free-spirited so he tried to embrace that part of himself right about now. Jace took a breather and made his way over to a couch where a taller...young man was sitting. He sighed as he peeled open a candy bar.
"I dont even like horror movies." He scoffed under his breath, not really caring if the other guy heard or not. At this point he was just a little upset that he wasted money on all of this.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on May 22, 2012 17:25:12 GMT -5
Joshua was just enjoying his popcorn by this point, eating at a steady pace and listening to two friends giggling and cursing as they messed around on one of the two-player arcade machines. Judging by the roars coming from that direction every now and then, Josh would hazard a guess that it was probably Jurassic Park themed. Ah, to be shooting dinosaurs with a good buddy. Josh didn't mind arcade machines. They could be good fun if you weren't alone. Claw machines were pointless to him considering the prizes never caught his interest (what was he going to do with stuffed toys?) but he loved the tetris-style stacking games and Pacman. Who didn't like Pacman? It was a classic! When he went to amusement parks with Annabel he spent more time messing around with the shooting galleries and the ring toss than he did going on rides. He wasn't a big fan of rides, especially not roller-coasters. Not that he was afraid of them, merely wary of the things breaking down. He also hated the screaming. He got that it freaked some people out but he knew some people just screamed obnoxiously because they were with friends. No thanks.
Taking a sip of his drink to try and chase away the thirst that all the salt from the popcorn was giving him, Joshua glanced up when someone else entered the arcade area. It was more habit than anything and he returned his attention to the popcorn a moment later. Josh wasn't nearly as hostile as he had been a few years back but he wasn't exuberant or friendly, either. He didn't approach strangers with the sole intent of starting conversation and usually only said something to them if it made sense to do so. Right now he figured they were both doing their own thing. Waiting until the films started. He did glance over to the other guy when he spoke, though, raising his dark eyebrows and smirking. It was hard to tell whether Joshua was amused or trying to be snide based on his expression. It was amusement, really, but his facial expressions and emotions could often he hard to read when you didn't know him well.
"If you don't like horror movies, don't watch them. Problem solved." The Fire graduate rolled his eyes. It didn't immediately cross his mind that the guy might have agreed to come with a friend (or girlfriend) and so he was amused but also confused as to why he was here. "They're hilarious. Horror movies, I mean. Most of them suck." He clearly had little actual respect for the genre. All he liked it for was the fact that people were generally stupid and predictable in them. There were some rare exceptions but they were just that: rare. He didn't waste his time looking, usually. "There's also a marvellous thing called a door." He was, of course, suggesting that this stranger could up and walk out of said door if he really didn't feel like watching the movie. It would be a waste of money but since when did Josh ever think about the money involved?
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Post by burningeclipse on May 23, 2012 13:59:04 GMT -5
At the moment nothing about the day had turned out to be as promising as he had hoped it would be. He was stood up by his own friend, or ex friend, was over-charged for candy and had no company other than the stranger sitting next to him. His hands twitched as he debated whether or not to text his friend with a very vile text message. It was not in his nature at all but no one could hold it against him. No matter how friendly someone was they all negative thoughts once in awhile, this was just his time right now. He let the upset in his emotions course through him for a little then just took in another deep breath a let it out. How could he fix his issue?
He finished one of his candy bars as a an explosion or gunshot of some sort emitted from the close arcade. His head darted up as he was startled at first but quickly regained composure. Just then the stranger commented on what he had said earlier. So he did hear. His head turned towards the dark-haired male with a puzzled expression. "Trust me, I have common sense." He responded before continuing on. "I was stood up by a friend." Those words came out with a very careful tone as if to not make them seem venomous. The last thing he wanted was to milk the irritation for his friend, he just wanted to let it go.
"Horror movies so suck, especially as the years go by. They all are..." He paused and thought of the word he wanted to use. "Cliche?" He hoped that was right. Jacerian did a small nod to show that he had already considered leaving. "Your right I could leave, and waste my money." He did not mean to be rude in any way, he was just stating a fact.
"Well your just sitting here too, so whats your story?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. Maybe if Jace talked to him he could relieve the thoughts of being stood up. He peeled open the wrapper of the next candy bar and took a satisfying munch out of it. The rice krisp and chocolate combination did its magic on his taste buds which implanted the thought to go get another candy bar. Of course he decided against it just for the sheer sake of saving some cash. School would start in a few weeks again and he wanted to save some money for then, which is why the arcade wasn't even an option.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on May 23, 2012 14:48:52 GMT -5
Stood up. Hmm. Surprisingly enough, despite his temper problems and his loyalty to friends, being stood up wasn't something that Josh thought would bother him too much unless it was a close friend. Then again, he didn't think his good friends would do that without reason, and perhaps that was why he'd never experienced the harsh sting of that kind of rejection before. Because he didn't know how it felt, he really couldn't say that he related to the boy sitting beside him. Meh, what did it matter? Joshua didn't try to relate to a lot of people. He tended to think about himself and let those thoughts carry him. It was selfishness in one of its tamer forms. Friends were different but this kid wasn't a friend. Hell, Josh didn't even know his name. Taking a sip of soda, he said, "Sucks to be you, then." It was less snide and more blunt, a statement that could have been said more politely but wasn't. Oops? Oh well. Josh was a Fire, it wasn't in his blood to be cheery and kind-hearted.
He scoffed in amusement as Jace called horror movies cliché. "Couldn't agree more. S'why I'm here." It might have seemed silly to waste money to watch something you knew you probably weren't going to like but he figured it was better than dragging his fiancée here to make out the entire time or spend most of the movie talking to the person beside him and getting shushed by the rest of the theatre. Alright, so that wasn't as common as it was in the movies themselves, but it still happened on occasion and that exasperated him. At least in watching shitty movies he was watching them and respecting the other customers. He wouldn't yell out comments about how awful the movie was while it was playing. "Really I'm more surprised to find a good one than a bad one. But then, I don't scare." He shrugged. He wasn't bragging about his composure he was just being honest about it. It was so incredibly hard to frighten Joshua, a man who rooted most of his ideas in logic. He found himself more disturbed by movies about the serial killer next door than the ones about horrifying monsters with rotting flesh eating said neighbour. After all, monsters weren't real. Serial killers were.
Wasting money wasn't an issue for him and so he just shrugged. "Did you ask if they'd switch your ticket?" Some theatres were real assholes about things like that and wouldn't let you switch even for the most sensible of reasons. Others were very forgiving and seemed to understand the desire to back out of certain films. He didn't go to theatres often and when he did, Josh knew what he wanted. He'd never really had to deal with the horrors of poor customer service in a cinema before. Everywhere else... well, there were bad seeds in every bunch. "Watch it and laugh at it if you want. S'what I'm gonna do. Unless you hate them 'cause they freak you out or something." Jace's earlier comment hadn't seemed like he was suggesting as much but you never knew.
The Fire graduate cocked an eyebrow. My story? What story? He held up the bag of popcorn, which was about halfway finished, and said, "I wanted movie popcorn. You need a ticket to buy shit at the counter, so I got a ticket." It might have seemed a silly reason to buy a ticket to a film but this was Joshua. Since when did he try to do things that were considered completely sensible? Never. "So now I'm just waiting for it to start." He figured his earlier words could easily imply that he was also waiting for the horror movie to start and so he didn't bother explaining this. After a pause, realising he didn't know anything about this dude except the fact that he didn't like horror, he added. "Josh, by the way."
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Post by burningeclipse on May 25, 2012 15:24:08 GMT -5
The truth couldn't have been all the more blatant at this point and Josh had narrowed that down without even knowing Jacerian. It did suck to be him and he couldn't help that. If his friend hadn't had stood him up then maybe it would be different but the cruel reality of it was that maybe he needed a better friend. Jacerian was just glad it was not Yeager or any other person that was close to him. It was more of a friend from school then someone who he shared undivided time with. So Jace would just blow some steam off and forget about it or at least try. With a smile that leaned to the right more than it did the left he nodded. "Your right, it sucks pretty bad actually." He laughed with a shake of his head. The first stage of getting over it was accepting it. Hmph, the hardest part was over.
"Yeah they were never all that good to me, too predictable." A prime of example of the statement was when the blonde girl's just decided it would be a grand idea to go investigate in the basement for a psychopathic killer on the loose. Very cliche due to the fact that it was in nearly every movie and very idiotic. No one could say what they would do in a situation which involved a serial killer but Jace could put money on it (money that he didn't have) that he would not go down into the basement. Jacerian raised a curious eyebrow when the dark-haired stranger mentioned that he did not scare easily which wasn't hard to believe. He gave a simple shrug in reply. Jace didn't scare all that easily but he had a gut feeling that he wasn't as tough as the person next to him.
He shook his head and realized that switching his ticket could have been a viable option five minutes ago. Jace wouldn't try now because he figured it would be too much trouble and who liked rejection? "I guess I'll just see the movie. Less trouble." He said with a sigh. His previous statement answered the next suggestion which wasn't a bad one indeed. Watching the movie was the next most money efficient option. Problem was he was going to need to ration the last candy bar to last him throughout the movie.
Standing up Jacerian looked towards his company. He took out his cellphone and glanced at the displayed analog time clock. "Movie starts in ten." He stretched which caused a few bones to pop. "And Jace, nice to meet you Josh. I guess I'll see you inside the movies?" He said with a hopeful smile. Maybe the big man upstairs had planned out some good karma for Jacerian. He lost a potential friend but gained another. "And bring some of that popcorn!" He laughed as he walked off toward the theater.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on May 25, 2012 18:48:16 GMT -5
Every time someone admitted to misfortune, weakness, or bad luck in his presence, Joshua felt a little jarred for a moment. It was not visible in his expression or even in his posture but there was a flicker of surprise and confusion that passed through his thoughts. He was so guarded, so secretive, that it was often hard for him to grasp how easy it could be for others to shrug things like this off. It threw him off momentarily but he got it together after a second or so. "Can't argue with that. I always wonder why some scares still get people." When the ditzy blonde or the doubtful father figure went into the basement it was obvious that something was going to be down there, waiting to jump out and frighten the life out of viewers as it slaughtered the unsuspecting victim. Really, he was more impressed by the movies that didn't have beasts lurking in the basement and it was only a false alarm.
"They should have a normal, happy scene with a family where someone opens the fridge and finds a severed fucking head or something," Joshua said thoughtfully. A bit gruesome and grim but it was a lot more disturbing than a tentacle monster that wasn't even real, right? Right. At least, that's how he looked at things. "No one would be expecting that shit." Sunny outside, people laughing, no odd angled shots of the refrigerator before it happened. Cinematography was at fault for a lot of the predictability of movies. If the camera panned to something often, no matter how ordinary that object appeared, the intelligent movie-goers were going to realise something was up. That trash bin was suddenly as scary as the dark basement. But if there was no focus on it until the scare happened? Bam, no one would see it coming. "It probably wouldn't scare me but it'd at least be clever." Gore didn't frighten him either. He wanted to be a doctor, to work in a hospital. He couldn't do that with a weak stomach.
Ten minutes? Huh, that must have meant that Josh had passed more time that he'd thought. He glanced down at the bag of popcorn and noticed that there was only a tiny bit left. That explained it. He'd had more than enough time to eat it all. He directed his attention back to the stranger as he introduced himself, and suddenly he was Jace and not a stranger at all. "Cool name." Unique. Wasn't something you heard often. He hadn't been expecting the question or the hopeful smile but he shrugged. "Sure." Why not? He hadn't come here to peacefully enjoy a movie alone or even to enjoy it with friends. He'd come here because he wanted to experience the buttery, salted temptation that was movie popcorn. Might as well hang out with this guy so he had someone to laugh at the stupid horror clichés with.
After finishing the last few bits of popcorn in the first few minutes after Jace left, Josh went to get his free refill and then started toward Theatre Five, the one that was written in thick black ink on his ticket. The previews would probably be starting any second now and it was cool to see what new movies were coming out even if he didn't want to watch them. He didn't watch a whole lot of movies, especially not when compared to his movie-loving fiancée. He found Jace when the screen was still dark and sat down with a, "Yo. Brought popcorn." He didn't mind sharing. It was a big-ass bag, after all.
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Post by burningeclipse on May 29, 2012 18:40:31 GMT -5
Jacerian had come to figure that Joshua just had a morbid sense...of well, sense at all. That didn't bother Jace all that much considering he just let things fly over his head most of the time, but it was still quite interesting to see someone who expressed their opinion so comfortably. Only if he could be blunt enough to spout his mind like such. Oh well, all in all he liked Josh which is why he was hoping he would show up with some extra popcorn. Pushing pen the doors, Jace stared around the large room. A plethora of people were scattered about towards the back of the theater. Common spot for teens and movie goers who really weren't planning on watching the movie. With a small bout of hesitation, Jacerian wen't for the less crowded section of the middle and waited.
Previews started to come and the first one wasn't all that great. Some new Spiderman was coming out which was probably going to be a bust in Jace's book. He never liked the original so he doubted he'd waste his money and time to see the new one. Especially considering this trip to the movie theater's had started off beyond agitating and that was coming from an easy-going water. Imagine what a normal person would feel after being stood up, he just couldn't shake the whole event from his head just yet. Hopefully Joshua would come soon and save him from the distracting thoughts.
As the screen went dark for some sort of dramatic affect for the next movie preview he heard a voice next to him. He glanced up and seen a familiar face which he gave a cheesy smile back to. "Sweet." He responded excitedly as his mouth watered at the salty aroma. Jacerian figured it was a rare occurrence he would meet such a friendly person at the movies who he'd share popcorn with. "Thanks for the popcorn." He muttered as he gently popped his hand in the bag and pulled out a few. He felt the butter on his finger tips and rejoiced in it. This is what the movies were all about! "I wonder if there is going to be chronic shh'ers today." He joked. Who could stand those idiots? It's not like people even talked loud enough to blot out the movie dialogue. Some people just didn't have anything better to do with themselves.
"So I wonder what kind of clicheness this movie is going to bring us." All the basics were bound to be in there, but he wanted to see something new, yet he had a feeling it would still be predictable. Maybe creepy, haunting and disgusting, but always predictable. As he thought about it he had no clue what the movie was actually called. He had been so caught up with his friend he hadn't even bothered to really care. Jace hated to sound like an air head but you only lived once so he glanced over at Josh and asked, "Uhh...whats the movie called again?" He cracked a somewhat cheesy smile and hoped Josh wouldn't hold it against him.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on May 29, 2012 21:23:32 GMT -5
He definitely didn't have any qualms with expressing his own opinion in front of others. Josh was a fairly outspoken and blunt person. He could be rude occasionally, arrogant, but mostly he told it like it was—or, well, he told it how he thought it was. Other people didn't always share in his opinions and that was fine with him. He wasn't opinionated in the sense that he'd shove his ideas and morals down the throats of others. No, Josh was opinionated in the sense that he stuck by his own word loyally. It was hard to budge him. The only way he'd be open-minded was if you made a good point and didn't act like your point was the best one in the universe. If you did the latter, his pride would not allow him to accept defeat and admit that you were even the least bit correct. It was a sticky situation. After getting his refill on popcorn and drinks, as well as a box of cheesy nachos, Joshua ambled into the theatre. As the previews had only just started the move wasn't close to full capacity yet but it did take him a little bit to find Jace in the dark. In the end he prevailed and sat down next to the guy, whom Josh still did not realise was an elemental at all, deciding that company might not be so bad after all.
He chuckled, albeit quietly, when the other kid thanked him for the popcorn. Josh was usually considered an unapproachable person because he looked unapproachable but he could be a pretty good guy when given the chance. He'd improved thanks to the positive influence of Nell and his circle of friends. "I've got loads, no problem." While Jace's hand was busy with the bag of popcorn Josh turned his attention to the nachos, wanting to avoid that awkward moment when two people make a grab for the bag at the same time. He didn't know the dude that well, didn't know how weirded out that would make either of them. Best to avoid it if possible. The cheese was hot and thick and he savoured it as he popped the food into his mouth, ignoring the fact that the crunchy chips were not the quietest thing in the world. It didn't drown out the sound of Jacerian's voice, let alone the sound of the preview screen as it started on yet another film, so it was no big deal. This one was for a romantic comedy and he rolled his eyes. "Talk about cheesy? That's made of cheese." He gestured to the screen with an equally cheesy nacho. Romance in movies was not his thing. Too sappy, too predictable.
Josh was quite amused by the term 'chronic shh'ers'. He resisted the urge to laugh again, not wanting to provoke any of said people before the film had even started. "Hopefully not. They're ridiculous." He could understand shushing people when they were talking in large groups or calling out at the screen but the occasional laugh or whispered comment to a friend was not that big of a problem in his eyes. "We could always play the part. Shush everyone when they so much as breathe and all that." He was joking. Joshua didn't usually go out of his way to be annoying. He liked to joke around, though, hence why he would even bother saying something like that aloud. "If there's a black guy, he dies first. Or a blonde. If there's both, he dies first and she ends up living despite being a total dumbass." Not that all blondes were dumb. No, he had blonde friends that were very intelligent. It was stereotype, though, especially in movies, and Jace had mentioned cliches. "If there's a basement or attic scene I'll fucking shoot myself." Sarcasm of course. There probably would be and besides, he didn't have a gun on him. It was at home, hidden in a hollowed out bookcase. Illegally obtained. Safety first? "No idea," he shrugged. "I just told her to give me a ticket to the horror one. Didn't check the title. I came for popcorn." Speaking of which, he took some more of the buttery treats and tossed them into his mouth.
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Post by burningeclipse on Jun 1, 2012 20:01:48 GMT -5
Previews sucked to be quite honest. Sure it provided insight to upcoming movies and what not, but most of those movies weren't coming out for another year. On top of that, it sort of prolonged the whole experience. The previews built you up to a climax before showing another preview! Also, he ran out of candy during the previews, which would mean that on a normal occasion he'd buy more, but not this time. "I'm beginning to think the previews is a way for the theater to make money. You eat all your food during the previews - then you have to buy more for the actual movie." A snort and shake of head was all it took to finish up his revelation.
While munching on a handful of buttery, artery clogging popcorn, Jacerian followed Josh's hand to the screen. His eyes scanned the screen as some man was shown struggling before finding the beautiful woman of his dreams. Lame to say the least. Don't get him wrong, Jace loved all types of genre to a certain extent - including romance but the newer romance movies seemed too set up. Call him old school, but The Notebook was a great romance he could actually watch. "Very cheesy." He laughed. His cell phone lit up as he unlocked it and he checked the time. Only a few minutes had passed, fulfilling his wish. School would be here son so he wanted each day to creep by. "Hopefully a good action movie come out, then maybe I'll burn my wallet again to come and see it." The cinema was like a twice a year type of deal for him (unless of course someone else wanted to pay), he just had so much more ideas of fun and things he could splurge his money on.
In all reality Jace had never experienced a serious shh'er. Mostly just the little annoying ones that made faces or sighed at every little peep. He had heard of the real professionals who sieged control over everyone's lips within the theater. Those must be a card to see and be shushed by. Snickering at the idea of him and Josh doing the dirty deed of shh'ing, he responded with a shake of his head. "Yeah, I dont even think I'd want to be that annoying!" He was always up for pranks and mischief but that could becoming agitating after awhile. And of course the common movie myths, black guy dies, blonde goes into the basement et cetera. "It's sad that they always die in very idiotic ways. I mean I'm not the smartest person but at least I know not to go wander in the woods at night."
Oh well he thought to himself. He didn't really need the movie name to watch the movie and they might even show it at the beginning. "The popcorn is like the only thing that's worth my paycheck." He muttered just loud enough for Josh to hear. Movie popcorn always lived up to his expectations and on that note, he grabbed a few more.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Jun 1, 2012 23:03:49 GMT -5
He thought about that for a moment, shrugged. "More of a way to drag you back to the theatre when the movies in question come out, I'd think." Every establishment was out to make money. It did not matter how good of intentions some of the employees or the business had, no one liked to run a struggling business. He couldn't blame them for wanting to keep their heads above water but they could often get carried away and become downright greedy about it. That was what he didn't like. Oh well. What could you do? Nothing, really, and there was nothing that he wanted to do about it. Money wasn't his issue. "I don't care either way. This popcorn is the shit." Sometimes he wondered about that specific slang term. 'Sick' and 'the shit' didn't sound much like positive things. They sounded like bad things. If something was shit, that meant it was horrible. If it was the shit, it was great. That didn't make sense. He didn't do much about that, either. Josh used a variety of slang that didn't make sense, including calling his friends 'bros' even though they were not related by blood. They were just words, it didn't matter at the end of the day.
Josh simply didn't have the patience for most romance movies, period. He did not mind if there was romance inside another genre and it was tastefully done but he really, really hated sappy things. Chick flicks. Then again, Joshua was not a movie buff and did not try to claim himself as such. He didn't watch a whole lot of films because in the end he'd choose books over movies any day. He didn't watch television too often, either, even though the mansion had several places to do so in comfort. He watched the news but that was it. He liked to know what was going on in Maple Hollow. "Hm, action. They're okay I guess." His noncommital tone partially suggested his disinterest in the cinema. He wouldn't be sitting here right now if he hadn't been hankering for popcorn and he hadn't cared too much about which of the many movies he'd be watching. Horror had been chosen because maybe, he thought, he could get a laugh out of this and it would be partially worth it.
The fact that they were often an annoyance was precisely why it had taken so long for Joshua to warm up to the Water elementals. They'd liked pranking those of his element, it was like prodding a raging bull until it snapped and charged you. It had taken months of getting used to them and having them finally lay off on using him as a target before he'd started to talk to and befriend any of them. "Tell me about it. Or they'll stand right under something that's obviously about to collapse." The Final Destination movies had some pretty ridiculous death scenes, he remembered. Most horror movies did. Saw was just a gorefest. He could handle gore well and so that aspect of the movie didn't bother him. It had been a semi-intelligent plotline at first but then it had quickly gotten old and he found the franchise very boring. Like most, they were after money. "I'm pretty smart." He stated this matter-of-factly, no shame. No sense of modesty, either. Ah, he'd never change.
Joshua scoffed his amusement at the comment. "And it's my paycheck it came off, so." He wasn't too bothered. His paycheck might not have been the most impressive thing but he was rich before he'd gotten a job so it was more like bonus cash.
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Post by burningeclipse on Jun 7, 2012 7:59:32 GMT -5
Marketing strategies, Jacerian hated them but knew that companies had to use them. He opposed them because they were so subtle that it took him a few times to notice one and by then it was much too late! A prime example as his current situation, whatever movie this was had most likely been aired in a preview nearly a year ago, now it was actually out! Guess who was sitting in the cinema getting ready to watch it? Jace. "Most likely." He responded after swallowing a buttery delight. Then again, who didn't like a steady income? Especially a business. If you were making any kind of money then you were doing something right with your life. Joshua mentioned the popcorn being 'the shit' and who couldn't deny that? "Amen to that shit." He said with a slight snort at the irony.
Action movies were by far Jace's favorite type of movie. The fast-paced feeling of it was quite exhilarating, made him want to become a hitman or something. While on the other hand romances tended to be very slow to build up to the climax and had lots of awkward love-making scenes. There was nothing wrong with that but try watching one of those kinds of movies with your parents. "I sense you may not like the movies very much." If Josh didn't like romances, action-flicks and could care either way for horror then he pretty much excluded three major areas. Most people liked one of the three and if not, probably liked science fiction or comedies. For some reason, Josh didn't seem like a comedy kind of guy, despite that Josh had a weird sense of humor. Who cared, Jace found it amusing if anything.
Looking at the dark-haired male before back at the screen as he listened intently, he snorted. "Or when they trip over air." There was never anything that was visible to the viewers but somehow they tripped to their demise. You'd think that even after you trip you'd at least crawl, not lay on the ground awaiting to get an axe through your skull. Logic must not be very apparent in the movies, perhaps they lacked a strong education. Who knew. Jace at least thought he knew what he would do in dangerous situation but then again, doesn't everyone? He'd have to wait until the day it happened if it happened. "I wouldn't doubt it, I'm as smart as a log." He had common sense though! And some extended knowledge in certain areas, he just wasn't super bright. You can expect B's from him, but not winning a spelling bee or science fair.
Another good point had been made. Josh bought the popcorn, Jacerian wouldn't complain after that. His new found friend didn't seem bothered by buying the popcorn so he'd just leave it at that. "The popcorn is very appreciated!" He responded as the last preview ended and the movie began.
[Should we timeskip to the end of the movie to finish up the thread?]
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