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 Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:21 pm
So... what was a guy to do when he was desperate to get over a girl? He'd tried touring Halloween (although not for that reason, exactly) and it hadn't worked. He'd tried distancing himself (a few times, seriously, he didn't think she even noticed in the washroom) and that didn't work either. It was... frustrating.
It was why he was heading through town, looking for a cheap distraction. (No, NOT that type of distraction.) The flash of light caught Roch's eyes and he looked up, staring at a marquee with letters missing and a one seed sign on tattered cardboard taped to the door.
Well... that worked as a distraction, he thought as he went up to the window and bought a ticket to the only movie they had playing. The creepy old guy gave him a creepy gap toothed grin, assuring him that it was horrifying. That... that almost made him turn back.
But he'd already bought his ticket, so he went inside, heading for the snack booth and buying a bag of popcorn.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:29 pm
Mac didn't want to get over his ghoul, but his choices and the course of action he took really left him with no other choice. He'd tried this, he'd try that, but he was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, he wasn't ready to get over her yet. Because, more than likely, he wasn't supposed to ever get over her. It made the whole break up thing counter productive, but he still felt he was in the right.
Though...that didn't help him sleep at night.
It was one of those times were he couldn't sleep but wasn't too keen on staying in his room, the room in which he spent an awful lot of time with the ghoul he stupidly let go. His solution? Movies. The most horrific, lame movie he could find. Conveniently? It was the only one playing.
So he bought his ticket, he bought his popcorn, and he went in to the theatre...that only had one other person in it so far? Another boil? About his age? Mac had no memory for faces; if he'd ever seen this boil, he couldn't remember him at all.
"What? This is break up theatre?" He joked half heartedly, looking around all which seat should I take?
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:35 pm
Roch snorted, looking at the guy for a long moment. Then he shrugged. "Can't break up what never started, man," he said simply, his booted feet resting on the back of the chair in front of him, sprawled.
But-- "Is it THAT jackin' obvious?" he asked. "I mean, do I have some sort of sign on my forehead that I didn't notice? Someone shave it into my hair without me realizing it? Because if it is, she's even LESS noticing than I thought she was--"
Which was rude to Xiu, and he immediately regretted it. "Dammit."
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:44 pm
Mac looked honestly, truthfully taken aback. Wait, what? So...this boil seriously...?! Huh. Well. Interesting. He stared at the boil, completely dumbfounded as he started to rant. Whoa, talk about a can of worms! Normally Mac would have rolled his eyes and left, but...he kind of understood. Sort of.
"Well, buddy-" He started, pointedly looking at the little mohawk he had goin on. "I don't know who the jack you are, but I'd like to think you're not stupid enough to not notice a sign on your head, but whatever." He shrugged, flopping into a seat a good five spaces from the stranger.
It was never good to be close to anyone. Well, except Charlie.
"Ghouls, eh?" Was all he said, and gloomily at that.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:51 pm
"I'm gonna go back to dating my guitar," Roch agreed, snorting. "We should put up a sign in front of this place, but that'd be seriously depressing. I came here to laugh at a horribly bad horror movie. Although... seriously, that creepy smiling guy made me have a TINY bit of hope."
He tossed a piece of popcorn into the air, catching it in his mouth. "But did you find it weird just to FIND this place all of a sudden or is it just me?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 9:22 pm
"Prolly for the best, man." Mac agreed, wondering what he had as a rebound 'date'...Charlie, maybe? They had been best bros before school, maybe he could always go back to that? Err, well, he could try he supposed. "Nawwwww, then it'd be the hip thing to do." Mac snorted, clearly finding it somewhat amusing.
"Nah, I've been here before...just...not for a while. Didn't trust myself in the dark with a pretty ghoul, yanno?" Back when he was trying super hard to be good enough for Lizzy, he thought with a sigh. Not anymore, though.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 9:25 pm
"I need to troll this town more, obviously," Roch said, eating more of his popcorn and watching as the spotty looking commercials started playing. Some of the movies previewed were older than he was, he noticed. "Thank Jack I ain't a pretty ghoul, then," he drawled with amusement.
"I'm Roch," he added, glancing at the other boil. "You go to Amity, too?" He had the skull pin.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:55 am
"Year-Two, Mac." He introduced himself with a half-assed salute. "Or a pretty boil." The Reaper teased, snorting in amusement. Did he just go there? He did, he so did. Kicking up his feet he began to settle in, slouching comfortably in his seat. "No homo, though." He wasn't sure what that meant; there wasn't any real prejudice against gender couples in Halloween, but it seemed like a fun thing to say, so he said it.
"Yanno, I've never heard of this movie. Or those movies." He commented, staring at the screen and wondering which decade this place fell in to. "Perfect distraction though, yeah? Hopefully, anyway." For a moment, only a moment, he sounded gloomy.
It would take more than a movie to help him get over Lizzy.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 12:05 pm
"Scuse me, I think I'm very pretty," Roch said snottily. Then he started laughing. "No, seriously, I had this fight with Herryk--you met the guy? He's fine until you accidentally check out his ghoulfriend's a**--then he's a total d**k. But we spent the entire fight arguing over my pretty face... as he punched it," he drawled. "Hard. The jackass aimed for it every time, I swear."
Then the movie start. And he, the big bad punk, yelped and jumped up in his seat as the creatures on screen started talking. "WHAT THE JACK IS THAT?" he said, pointing at the prancing, dancing ponies.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 6:01 pm
"Sure sure, very pretty." Mac waved his hand dismissively, his voice absolutely dripping with sarcasm. As he listened to the story, he had to admit that prior to his, er, well, prior to the breakup he was well on his way to becoming like this Herryk boil was; overly protective of his ghoul. "S'at right? Well, that's prolly where your pretty went, then." He tossed a no-good grin at his new buddy, chuckling before settling in to watching the show as it started. "So, whose this boil's ghou----"
"BLOODY JACKIN' MARY WHAT THE----" Mac was thoroughly distracted by the prancing, the talking, and the colours of these ponies. What--this was--- The Reaper had to look away with a shudder. "Nightmares. Nightmares for weeks." He groaned, forcing himself to look at the screen again.
Augh, just, augh.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 6:06 pm
Roch looked like he was about to climb over the seat and peek over it--that's how bad it was. "They're--it's--jackin' terrifying," he hissed. "They even--they even SING," he yelped, poking his fingers into his ears to try and block the most horrible thing he'd ever heard--
All that managed to do was bring the pinks and rainbows and glitter and--
"Sonofawitch, where did they GET this from??"
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 7:54 pm
"Terrifying isn't the word for it, dude." Mac's nose wrinkled, not covering his ears or freaking out in his seat, though he really wanted to. "I dunno man, but they've got to be demented!" He wrinkled up his nose again at the singing and the power of friendship, and had to look back at his mohawked friend.
"I think I'm over my ghoul now. Time to leave before the nightmares come?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 8:03 pm
"Abso-jackin-lutely," Roch said, already over the back of his chair and heading for the door at top speeds.
"Have a fright night!" the creepy old man that ran the place called as they passed him, looking quite smug. Roch didn't even bother to flip him off, he was that disturbed. He got out of the theater and stopped, looking around suspiciously as if the things from the cartoon would just APPEAR out of nowhere chanting songs about ponies and--
"Candle jackin' sally kissin' what the JACK is that doin' in a theater that guys under sixty can go to?" he asked, looking highly disturbed. "Ghoul, nothin', I'm over LIVING. Do you know how good I am at memorizing songs? That one's gonna be stuck in my head for WEEKS!"
He could already hear it in his head, sounding much like his guitar. My little pony, my little--
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 8:20 pm
Mac paid no attention to the creepy old man as they left. Have a fight night? Yeah, they most certainly would. He listened to his new buddy start cursing up a storm and playing an old fogey, which was enough to make him laugh.
"Well...if you're wanting a quick fix..." The Psychopomp held out his hand, forming his weapon in his hand. He then proceeded to hold it like a baseball bat, a grin on his lips. "I can knock it outta ya, I bet?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 8:39 pm
Roch snorted with laughter, then started laughing out loud. "Jackdammit, I gotta drag some poor unsuspecting b*****d there sometime just to see them run like I did," he said, grinning. "And nah, I've been hit in the head plenty of times, it never knocks the song out, it just makes it skip a few times, like a scratched disk."
He looked at Mac, then around. "Wanna do something?" he offered. "Last thing I wanna do is go back to school right now. You play any casketball?" he asked. "I know a court!"
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