The show must go on, Satine!

[mypartnerintime]

Who: Lovers of musicals, and people who are dragged along
Where: 3rd floor tea room
When: Saturday July 9, 8:00pm to 12:30am
Rating: Depends on the thread. Please put warnings as appropriate!
Summary: Two musicals in one night! Moulin Rouge for the people who believe in love stories; Sweeney Todd for the sickos. It's a mingle, so go ahead and post top-level comments and tag around!
The Story:

On Friday, July 8, at around 7:00pm a text goes out to all Wonderlandians Wonderdudes Wonderlies Wonderland people:

Showing Moulin Rouge! and Sweeney Todd tomorrow night at 8:00pm and 10:30pm respectively, at the 3rd floor tea room! Moulin Rouge is a very silly musical about Paris cabaret and love, while Sweeney Todd is a graphic musical about evil^tm and love (when you think about it).

Sorry, but no kids below 13... And if you're watching Sweeney Todd and are below 18, you have to bring an adult who can vouch for your ability to not be seriously disturbed by gore and Johnny Depp. 1 adult = 1 teen only, please! (Yes, Wonderland years count.)

...Come on guys, bear with me here I'm trying to not get in trouble. -_-

Saturday evening comes around and the third floor tea room has been revamped once again! (Yes, it took her twenty-four hours to set this up. Come on, she's one scrawny geek with a lazy punk helper.) It's large enough to accommodate a bigger crowd, with couches, beanbags, and multiple side tables laden with all sorts of snacks (popcorn bowls, hotdogs in buns, soft drinks, juice, and other kinds of typical teenager junk food). A screen has been positioned higher up on the wall so everyone can see it, with a projector discreetly placed on a tall podium near the other end of the room, and speakers hidden throughout the entire area. The air is cold but there's comforters spread around for whoever wants to use them them. The decorations (quite a few curtains!) are gaudy, full of bright colors and shiny small lights, reminiscent of the olden cabarets. Mingling even during the movies is obviously encouraged given the proximity of seats to one another and the altogether underground and casual air of the venue, but if you raise your voice expect a collective annoyed "Shh!" in your direction.

The numerous lights are dimmed (it takes Max a while of fumbling, but she gets it done) in time before the first movie at 8:00pm. It's Moulin Rouge!, the eccentric and charming story of the namesake cabaret in Paris- specifically of a wild (and wildly told) love story that takes place there. Writer turns singer and performer turns lover in this spectacular film!

There's a thirty minute break afterward from 10:00pm to 10:30pm. It's around this time that people not interested in Sweeney Todd would leave- and those interested in the second film would arrive. In all honesty, Max isn't too strict about teens not having adults with them, but do expect at least a light scolding (unless you look intimidating). After all, Sweeney Todd isn't your typical musical. It's gory and gross and makes no apologies- but deep down, you'll find it's actually a story about friendship, romance, and good food!

By 12:30 the show is over. There's some effort on Max's part to clean up, but it's halfhearted because Wonderland will fix it all up anyway. Off to bed with you lot! Or, if you're part of the insomniac club, back to your regular, quiet evening.

[[OOC: Mingle-log! Feel free to make your top-level comments for any point/s in the evening.]]

Comments

absolutely!

[rosswood]

Oh hey. Didn't see you there.

(That's a lie. He totally did. When you've got hair like that, you tend to stand out.)

Alex pointedly doesn't look at her, staring fixedly at the screen ahead of him with his jaw set. She's trying to get a rise out of him, probably. Maybe gonna see if he'll snap. She's not getting the goddamn satisfaction.

"Hilarious," he deadpans. "Didn't we put our little disagreement behind us?"

[mypartnerincrime]

[Chloe looks at the screen too, deciding not to look at him, unless he looks at her. She doesn't wanna look stupid, talking to someone who doesn't seem to wanna talk to her.

It's taking a lot of effort from her to be as civil as she could be with this guy. Chloe needs to keep telling herself that Alex didn't mean to stab Max. No, thay was just the event. Right?

Right? He'd never hurt her... Not on purpose. At least that's what Max believes. And that's something Chloe must force herself to believe too.]

Yeah I know. But not killing you wasn't enough for Max. She wants me to be nice.

[She makes a face as she says it.]

So. Hear I am. Doing the fucking best I can.

[rosswood]

"Imagine that. Basic decency based on not killing people."

The words are just as self-deprecating as they are bitter, meant as much for himself as they are for Chloe. He's got a long way to go before he even scratches the surface of basic decency.

"So doing your fucking best entails what, exactly?"

[mypartnerincrime]

Chloe immediately fires up. Basic decency my ass. I don't go around stabbing my friends. But she bites back her retort. Chloe knows snapping won't get her anywhere near fulfilling her promise to Max.

Don't rise, Price. Just don't. Think about Max.

So instead, she settles to clenching her fists on her side and forcing her voice to stay cool. "I dunno. Asking how much you liked the show?"

Because under normal circumstances, Chloe wouldn't be caught starting a conversation with someone she doesn't like. Let alone someone she is very close to disliking.

[rosswood]

"It was all right." She's not biting his head off or popping a cap, so he plays it civil. "Not one for that sappy love crap, but the second one's not bad."

Granted, everyone probably heard at great length how much Alex was not about that sappy love crap, thanks to his persistent heckling. Sweeney Todd has a bit more blood than he'd expected from a musical, but there's some good stuff in there, and at least all the songs are original, right.

[mypartnerincrime]

Chloe unclenches her fists slowly. Well, at least he's not picking a fight again. She crosses her arms instead and leans against the wall, still watching the end credits of Sweeney Todd.

"Yeah, I'm not a fan of the sappy, love thing either. Max finds them cute I think. She's been trying to get me to watch flicks like this ever since I arrived here."

[rosswood]

Alex chuckles, though not unkindly. Look at the two of them, already having some common ground. To Chloe's very little credit, she seems to be doing all she can to not bite his head off immediately which, while kind of the bare minimum, is still more than Alex was expecting or is accustomed to. So, you know, that's nice.

"Sounds like Max." He shakes his head wryly. "If they were gonna do a musical on love - which isn't original to begin with, but I digress - they could've at least written their own goddamn music instead of ripping off someone else's."

[mypartnerincrime]

Chloe shrugs. "I wasn't even paying enough attention to notice that they were reusing songs." Of course, Max doesn't know that. But somewhere in the middle of the first musical, Chloe was dozing off. Quite frankly, she eventually lost track of the story. Chloe makes a mental note to ask around about Moulin Rouge before meeting up with Max again, just in case she gets quizzed by her geeky best friend.

"What songs did they recycle?"

[rosswood]

"Geez. Like...every single one." He's pretty sure of that much, even if some of the songs might've come from after his time. He's still frozen in 2006, after all.

"I was made for lovin' you, baby, the hills are alive, y'know - taking all those classics and shitting all over them. So like the modern music industry, basically."

[mypartnerincrime]

Chloe shrugs a second time, apparently not as bothered by the modern music industry as Alex. "If you say so."

She moves to the snack table and grabs a can of soda (because duh, there's no alcohol since Max is hosting the party). Chloe opens the can and takes a swig before asking Alex, "So, how long have you known Max?"

[rosswood]

Alas, no alcohol. Alex might lodge a complaint. How's he supposed to enjoy this baby-baby musical shit if he's stone-cold sober? Unbelievable.

"Since she showed in Wonderland. So since...January, I think?" He counts on his fingers, and gives up halfway through. "Yeah. January."

sorry so late been so busyyy -_-

[mypartnerincrime]

Chloe nods. "Uhuh." Looks like Alex knows Max the longest in Wonderland. No wonder they're so tight. She shifts uncomfortably and becomes a little uneasy. Come on, Price. At least don't make it obvious that you're getting--

"Well, uh, it was... cool chatting with you. But, uh, I think I'll go look for Max now. Otherwise she might think I left her to deal with all these weird folks." Because Chloe's not gonna let Alex see her getting all mushy and jelly. Nope. Never.

She nods to Alex, before turning away. "See ya."

[OOC: Feel free to call her back if you still wanna continue with the thread! Just thought you might wanna end it coz it's an old post. I'm totally cool either way. :)]

it's cool! i backtag forever

[rosswood]

"Yeah, okay." He waves, a little bit mystified by the exchange but straining not to make that obvious to anyone. He probably fails. He also probably has abandoned the effort, since it's glaringly apparent that Chloe's only playing civil in order to placate Max. Which is fine, he's doing the same.

So he lets her go.