Let's have a Movie Night!

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There’s nothing like watching a movie, is there? It’s a chance to relax and have fun for a few hours. Whether it’s a romantic date with dinner and a movie or an outdoor film festival, it doesn’t matter.

That’s up to you.

So pick your genre, pick your location, and pick your season. Above all else?

Chillax.

The Deets:

- Post with a character.

- Like ‘The Support Group Meme’ and ‘The Adventure Meme’, post your preferences. Want a romantic date in the middle of winter? Is the Cannes Film Festival more your style? Or, do you just want a lazy afternoon in the living room with a Bond marathon going? It’s your choice.

- If you want something steamy or gory, note that too. We don’t want someone wanting a romantic tryst stumbling upon a zombie apocalypse!

- Join other film venues.

- Have fun.

[Inspired by the famed Support Group Meme and its offspring, The Adventure Meme. Special mention goes to Agent Phil Coulson here on D_M. That post is beautiful and you should feel beautiful.]

Comments

[icy]

I get the feeling anyone watching this would want to frighten the little monster.

[ Not much is interesting for a while, right up until Jack SpangleButt pleads for his humanity back. That's enough to have the real thing hazard a small smile. ]

[myownhand]

[Though the action in front of them is... very entertaining. What with Jack imitating the little robot. There's a question that's been sitting in the back of Merida's mind.]

Have y'ever thought about it? [A glance up at him and his pale skin and white hair.] About being human?

[icy]

[ White hair shivers as he shrugs again, eyes steadily on the screen. ]

Not really. Once or twice, but there didn't seem much point after that.

[myownhand]

[She looks back to the screen. Watching as 'Jack' rides into town with his 'horse'. She nods softly]

Seems like his big reason for wantin' t'be human is tied up in that girl.

[and weirdly enough now she's rooting for that dorky Jack on the screen.]

[icy]

[ It's such a cruel, pointless set-up to have the dorky Jack get everything he needs right up until Elisa is obviously blissed out and getting hitched to the Golden Knight.

But I thought she loved me.

I never heard her say she loved anyone but Jack Frost! Never you, Jack Snip. ]

Wild guess, but I think the moral here is 'don't be yourself if you're me'.

[ Merida, the movie is being mean. :( ]

[myownhand]

[Okay that's it. She snatches the remote and shuts it off right as they cut to Jack and his gypsy snowflake gang waving happily at the screen. Nope no more of this cruel entertainment.

She puts her hands on his face, turning him to face her.]

Jack Frost, I like you th'way you are. Cold hands and all.

[Then her mouth screws up a bit before she speaks again.]

Further more, I did not let Dingwall kiss me. Or Macintosh. Or MacGuffin. [Pause for effect.] But I let you.

[SO THERE WILL BE NO PITY PARTY WHILE MERIDA IS HERE. SHE WILL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER SO AGGRESSIVELY.]

[icy]

[ Holy shit, it's a Merida, everyone get in the car! A smile is pulled from him by the sheer righteous anger she burns with on his behalf, though he isn't sure what she's implying by referring to That Kiss and would rather, honestly, not know. It's impossible not to feel better when she's puffed up like a thistle at his side, ready to fight his battles. ]

Wait until there's a movie about a brave princess who goes stomping around the wilderness. She'll ride herself right off a cliff and share the same cheery fate.

[myownhand]

[SHE MEANS ANY OTHER MAN WOULD HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN KILLED JACK. YOU DIDN'T GET KILLED And she will continue to glow with anger until you're cheered up. Properly.]

Or worse. She gets married, and stuck in a betrothal with some wispy blonde haired fellow with big teeth.

[WORST STORY EVER.]

[icy]

[ Snorting. ]

More excitement than you can handle, right there.

FIRST OFF. MERI AND I. HEART ATTACK. SECOND. WHERE IS YOUR MIND JACK/EM.

[myownhand]

[pfffft.]

Exactly.

[This is what she has to go through jack. Feel bad for her.]

And if y'ask me Elisa was a bit daft anyway. Y'both could do much better than someone with clouds for brains.

[MERIDA AS YOUR WINGMAN, JACK. PICTURE IT.]

I WAS FALLING ASLEEP, DON'T JUDGE ME \o\

[icy]

[ Merida already is his wingman, it's glorious and terrifying. ]

She was nuts, let's be honest.

/JUDGES.

[myownhand]

[WINGMAN...TO HERSELF?]

Why would y'even like her in th'first place? That's what I want t'know. Was she really that attractive?

[...glancing over.]

You must have incredibly poor taste, Jack.


[YUP.]

sobs

[icy]

[ With great dignity - ]

None of that actually happened.

[myownhand]

Someone sounds touchy.

[in a manner of speaking of course.]

[icy]

No, I just love watching a Forever Alone story about myself get ripped off with freaky puppets.

[myownhand]

And that's why y'watch it with me. So we can both mercilessly mock it; so you don't melt int'a puddle of self pity.

[POKING YOU. POKING YOU.]

[icy]

I'm not self-pitying, I'm rightfully offended by that rubbish.

[ Poking back! Have some cold fingers, he knows how much she likes them. ]

[myownhand]

[There's a bout of giggles bubbling up.]

With all your belly achin' y'could have fooled me.

[Uhoh. We're escalating into tickling territory.]

[icy]

[ Do you want to go there DO YOU. ]

I've got a good reason to!

[myownhand]

[ALREADY GONE THERE.]

Now y'don't have good reason to!

[YOU, SIR, ARE BEING TICKLED.

Or molested.

Which ever one works.

Naima didn't even get enough sleep ever okay?]

[icy]

[ He'd argue the point, but he's busy squirming with a yelp and veering on her to redeliver some of those tickles. He knows her weak spots now! Thighs, waist and neck, all of them are fair game. ]

What, sorry? Can't hear you!

[myownhand]

[Screaming little giggles of her own. She'll be trying to find good leverage over him, right now, planting a leg on the otherside of Jack. Because she intends to find all of his weak spots as well.]

I said you're a babby.

[icy]

I'm a what? [ NO NO NOOO flipping her over to trap those wiggly legs under his knees, he digs his fingers into her waist. ] Speak up!

[myownhand]

[UNFAIR. UNFAIR. Fingers on his neck now--]

A big -- [This is all huffed out between laughing spurts.] -- Whiny.-

Babby!

[Dissolving into giggles. She cannot even--]

[icy]

Ah!

[ So rude!!! Twitching when her touch finds his neck, he leans down to nip her nose.

YEAH. THAT HAPPENED. ]