Movie Night!

[actualwizard]

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.

Comments

[backpacking]

You've got a pig? [ They live in the middle of a forest, right? And she hadn't seen a farm when they visited... ] Is that normal?

[ She'd thought it was just cats and dogs and stuff, but... who knows. ]

Wait, seriously? You know someone who punched a dinosaur? That's awesome.

[powerofmabel]

Ellie, look at me. Look at my face. [she squishes her cheeks.] Do I look like someone who cares about normal.

[she drops her hands back to her side and scoffs.] That's our Stan. He punched an eagle too. He's pretty great at punching.

[backpacking]

I mean, does it... talk, or something? Or fly? You know, Gravity Falls stuff.

[ i.e. "what is special about this pig" because there's gotta be something ]

Hey, not a bad skill to have. [ If only you could punch Infected to any effect. ] Takes guts to punch dinosaurs and eagles, I bet.

[powerofmabel]

He's just the greatest pig in the world. All he's gotta do is be his own Waddles-y self.

[so basically... no. no he doesn't.] That's our Stan. Full of guts.

[backpacking]

Doesn't he smell? I thought pigs were kind of smelly.

[ Her only real farm animal experience is with horses, though. ]

I haven't met him. Is it... Does it help to have family around in this place?

[powerofmabel]

Only when he rolls around in the mud, but he loves baths, so it works out.

[ahahaha that's a question. Mabel peels the wrapper off her cupcake awkwardly.] Uhhhhh.... Well, yes and no? There's more people to have bad things happen to when Wonderland gets all awful, but it makes everything feel normal when they're here too. Like if Wendy were here, we'd have everyone from the Shack and it'd be like we never left Gravity Falls.

[backpacking]

Hey, he sounds like an awesome pet to me.

[ Aren't pigs supposed to be pretty smart, too? Had she read that somewhere, once, or just made it up?

As Mabel talks, Ellie picks at her own cupcake, taking occasional, slow bites, gaze on the other girl, considering what she says thoughtfully. ]

Everyone else is here, then? Wow. [ Ellie doesn't have anyone from her own world in Wonderland, so she looks... kind of unsure, really. As if, like Mabel, she isn't sure whether it's better or worse. ] Must be nice for it to feel normal, though. I'm not sure I know what that's like.

[powerofmabel]

'Cause of all the zombies and stuff? [her words may be casual, but she still looks sympathetic. what dipper's told her about the future hasn't left her with a lot of hope for ever going home. if anything, it's made her want to stick it out in Wonderland forever just to avoid it.]

'Cause yeah... Definitely not fun for an "all the time" thing.

[backpacking]

Yeah. [ Ellie shrugs; it's been her whole life, 'the zombies and stuff,' so it's easy to be a little more flippant about it. Not like Joel who'd known a completely different world. ] 'Cause of that.

[ She shifts, then puffs out her cheeks in an exhale. ]

Nah, it isn't. But this place isn't so bad. Besides the bad stuff, which-- at least it isn't all the time, right?

[powerofmabel]

Exactly! That's what I've been trying to tell people. [she waves her arms and grabs a cookie off the snack table to shove in her face with all the fervor brought forth by a thirteen-year-old's impatience with the world.] And they all look at me like I'm delusional.

[backpacking]

Some people here are like that. They've got better stuff waiting for them back there.

[ She shrugs. Ellie can understand it, but that just isn't the case for her. The world that she'd be bounced back to she would choose to avoid every time. ]

I get it, but we don't all feel the same way.

[powerofmabel]

Some of us have apocalypses we don't wanna get back to.

[even if hers is in the future. she doesn't care. it's too soon.] What's so hard to grasp about that? It's not like I want everybody to be stuck here. I just want us to have a choice.

[backpacking]

I feel the same way! Like... come on. People should be able to decide that for themselves. It's a big deal.

[ She'd like for Joel to make it to Wonderland, too, but that might be hoping for too much. ]

[powerofmabel]

Exactly. [she sighs] Grown-ups, though. They think they know everything.

[backpacking]

They do. [ And she scoffs, almost amused, thinking (again) of Joel, of him saying she had to follow all his cranky, old-man orders, of him telling her she couldn't have a weapon. ] ... But, they're not all bad. Just most of them.