entrancelogs | Movie Night!

Who: Anyone who wants to come watch Dinosaur movies
Where: The Movie Theater, Fourth Floor
When: Friday April 8th, 8pm
Rating: PG-13 for Raptors
Summary: Jurassic Park Movie Night
The Story:

As soon as people start showing up in the theater, a gentle song begins playing in the background. They will see the obvious screen on the back wall, but what's more, the seating is surrounded by prehistoric foliage. And in that foliage, stands a hand full of herbivorous dinosaurs. They seem to be grazing on the vegetation without a care in the world. If someone reaches out to touch, the holograms will destabilize as their hand passes right through them only to form back together once the disruption is gone. Even the vegetation seems to be a holographic projection along with the imitated grass floor and night sky. In the four corners of the room, set into the ceiling, are small domes that flicker ever so slightly as they cast and regulate the projections. The occasional T-Rex roar will echo in the background of the music, making the small herd of Parasaurolophus look up with a fright, then lower their heads back down.

The lights dim and the movie begins, the noise surrounding the holograms quiets as to not interrupt from the movies, only to return during the short breaks between films.

If you stray over to the refreshments table, thick brush and tall grass will conceal a deadly pair of raptors lurking. Appropriately themed snacks are set up on the table, including a few sweet treats courtesy of Darcy (including jello shots).

Occasionally, an unwary snacker will come to a fright as one or both of said hunters will pop out of the grass with a sharp, chittering cry. Lucky for the unfortunate victim, the jumpscare is all there is to worry about. The tricky little raptors will slink back down into the grass and lie in wait for their next victim. Don't spill your popcorn, its just an illusion.

You're welcome.

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before

[Frisk has never seen Jurassic Park. After the hectic scramble of the last event, they could do with a chance to properly unwind, so they decide to attend.

Rather appropriately, they spend most of their time frisking about amidst the foliage and dinosaur-holograms. It feels good to feel like a kid again, and not the savior of all humans and monsters. They don't care if the projections are apparently not real, they look downright neat, and they like watching the light play out across their hands.]

during

Okay, so the movie's a bit scarier than they'd anticipated. They jump at all the appropriate times, even squeak a bit in terror when the poor lawyer gets gobbled up by a startlingly realistic-looking T-Rex. Still, it's nice to know that all this stuff is happening in a movie, and not in real life. For once, it's up to someone else to save the day, or even SAVE the day.

Though they can't help but note idly that the ability to SAVE would have really come in handy, especially with those raptors.

Evidently there are two kids involved in the chaos, but neither of them are wearing striped shirts. Frisk shakes their head a little bit at that, utterly disappointed. What kind of wild universe is that?

River has been jumping at all the scares, but staring blankly at the screen the rest of the time. Like watching a wall that sometimes has horrible teeth gnashing at you. She may be entranced by the movie, but all the same...

"Dinosaurs looked nothing like this. No creature's skin conforms to its skeleton that way. Like a cow with no fat deposits, flaps of skin, or soft tissue. And they had colorful feathers."

Always a spoilsport.

Oh hey, it's River, and this time neither of them are emotional wrecks! That's always something Frisk looks for in their new-friend interactions.

"How-how do you know that?" they ask curiously. Does River come from a world where there are still dinosaurs? That would be kind of scary, but maybe they're friendly sorts, like how monsters can look intimidating but aren't, really, and are just people like everyone else.

"Dinosaurs died over 65 million years ago." So no, she doesn't still have dinosaurs in her world. "There used to be paleontologists who studied their remains. On Earth That Was it must have been a reasonable job to have, but after she emptied..."

Not so reasonable anymore. But there were a few eccentrics who clung to that kind of life, who brought fossils with them to space. There are places you can go and see horrible creatures that used to be on Earth That Was in ancient, ancient times. And the illustrations that came along with them always had feathers.

"Haven't found new fossils since."

"Earth's...gone in your world?" Frisk says quietly. That statement stands out to them in particular, casting the rest of River's words in sort of a shade of melancholy.

The thought is strangely sad. It's not a world they know, or can even imagine, so they can't say anything about it. But it feels strange to be speaking to someone who's from a place so drastically different from their own that their home doesn't even exist in the planetary sense.

"Oh."

"There were too many of us. Earth That Was couldn't sustain our numbers. Ran out of resources. Went to a different galaxy, terraformed the planets and the moons. Made new Earths so people could have room to live. Took decades."

It's all very objective to River. She doesn't feel any particular attachment to Earth That Was, had never seen it in her lifetime. It's just ancient history.

"That was a long time ago. Before I was born. Ancient times."

"Oh," says Frisk again, their brow knitting. It still sounds awfully sad that their home would essentially just...disintegrate into nothing, like a monster decomposing into dust.

"Then how do you know about the dinosaurs?" they ask, curious. "If they were from that long ago?"

"There are museums. Still fossils on display. Little pictures with descriptions. Almost like a freak show."

She shrugs. "It's all very pointless. Earth history doesn't matter anymore."

Frisk looks at the screen, the dinosaurs that look startlingly real but they know can't be.

"That's kind of sad," they say softly. "We never really get to know more about them? The Earth dies before we do?"

"Is it sad that the human species is adaptive? Individually fragile, but as a whole, resilient. We're like cockroaches."

Those survived, too.

"I guess." That's a better way of looking at it, and Frisk smiles a little. "We're kind of...really strong, aren't we?"

Persistent. Enduring.

Those are some words for it. Another word would be determined.

"Really, really determined." Their grin widens as they say it with the air of a private joke. River's been in their mind, so maybe that significance isn't lost on her.

River smiles back. "Yes. Driven by determination. Always surviving. Out of resources, still determined. Finding more."

She glances back at the screen. "Haven't seen this movie, though. Inaccurate, but still..." Entertaining? It certainly captivates her.

"I haven't either." Frisk shudders at the hulking monstrosities of the things that want to devour every person they come across. They've had enough of things like that to last them a lifetime. "I'm not sure I like it. It's a little...scary."

But they appreciate the company at least, and that makes it worth it.

"Lot of bloodshed," she agrees, but it's all a little thrilling to her. The beast can kill without mercy, and it is merely acting in its nature. A scientific marvel gone wrong. She's not rooting against the humans, but... the dinosaurs seem sympathetic, somehow.

Though that doesn't mean she's not shaking through every bit of suspense.

"I don't know," they laugh a little shakily, nervously. "I don't know if they're all like this. I've never seen anything like this before."

They think they'd prefer those anime showings Alphys was talking about. Mew Mew Kissy Cutie seemed much tamer compared to this.

Movie Night!

Frisk | ota | hmu if you want SAVE shenans

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