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"Sheesh, kid, language" Sam commented, not even bothering to look "And none of us want to really hurt you, even if I'm still angry at you"
With a serious, but not threatening look, he turned at him.
"We just want to have some peace after some tiring days, and we have no intention of hurting anyone, so just behave and we will let you go, but you'll have to make her forgive you" He signaled Lucy and with a chuckle, he added "And don't let her huggable appearance fool you, she can get scary if you give her a reason to" With that, he kept laughing at the spaceship wreck on the screen.
By this point the movie had cut to an army base in the middle of Nevada. An entire armada of cops and National Gaurdsmen had surrounded the place, armed with nothing but bazooka launchers. All of them were pointed at the top of the base, where the Winkle stood in all his glory. He was carrying a nuclear warhead with one arm, and prepared himself to deliver one hell of a Motive Rant.
However, just as he was about to speak, he instead took a deep breath and dropped the bomb to the ground. "Okay, you know what, fuck this shit." Having abruptly broken character, the actor threw his wig to the ground and looked straight at the camera.
"Okay," he said, " seriously, the fuck are we even doing here? I mean, what the hell's even going on? The script is shit, the acting's shit, I'm shit! I mean, the hell's even 'The Winkle'? Because I don't think there's a single thing in here that tells me! And what the fuck was with that shit with the police in Scene 23? I mean, come on! Fuck it, I ain't getting paid enough for this shit. I'm done, I'm done. Just... FUCK!" He stormed off camera, muttering to himself all the while. And without so much as even a token attempt at showing a Credits reel, the movie was finally over.
Incerceptor barely said a word. He stood still for a moment, almost looking through Matten as though she wasn't there and only giving the barest recognition. "Get out."
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With a deadpan gaze, Sam started getting up.
"Well" He said, a bit flatly "That was a thing"
Looking at the others, he commented "How much drug intake do you think it takes to come up with and making something like this?"
Walking outside, he considered what to do now. Going to that jazz place seemed tempting, but he didn't know if the class would want to.
Eh, better see what they'll do and slip away if he wasn't up to it.
Oh my god, they actually gave up, Lucy thought in a mixture of amusement and utter disbelief, having returned to her seat and entertained the idea of the film for its last few minutes. It didn't even end. It just... stopped.'
It was at this point she noted Ebony's absence, and wasn't too surprised by it. The only reasons she hadn't walked out herself was that her body had been numbed from the sheer awfulness of the production and the fact that it was a rare opportunity where she could spend time with Hei without fearing interruption. Though this felt less like a date and more like a mutual hell experience.
It was with a blink that she completely blocked the film's existence out of her mind, and gently shook Hei to wake him up. Not another glance was spared at the screen. She felt like that would be putting more effort in than the film deserved. If it could be called a film over a disaster documentary.
Ebony, meanwhile, was still in the hall outside the theater room—reclining about five feet up in the air as she waited for the others to come out. Her phone was in her hand, and she was currently sifting through as much trivia on the so-called Winkleheimer series she could find.
It was easily a much more horrifying tale than the actual films ended up being. Miraculously.
(Mitch is gobsmacked that his parents used to enjoy this movie series. That was terrible! Maybe they enjoyed it because it was so horrible?)
(In any case, Mitch has little desire to see another of those movies again. He gets up and quietly leaves the theater room.)
"Actually," Mikael told his girlfriend, "I think this is supposed to be scary. Most horror films are, anyway."
As the film promptly gave up on itself, Mikael couldn't help but rub his eyes. This was probably not a good way to introduce Ellie to Cinema - either she'd hate it, or worse, she'd like it, and force him to come to more cheesy horror films.
Not that horror movies, were bad, but there was only so much terrible directing Mikael could stomach.
"So, that... happened. Sorry about this whole thing, Ellie - most movies are... better, than that." He smiled sheepishly as they rose to exit the theater. "If you want, I think our dorm has a TV with Netflix. That's a thing you can use to get movies at home. If you want, I can show you some good classic horror films sometime. Like, Friday the 13th or Halloween. Or The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. You'd probably like that one."
Sam just shrugged the experience off, and decided it was better to get some bonding done. After all, his life kinda depended of these people, so getting them to know each other and having fun while they could, unless this collection of oddballs collapsed.
"So, what do we do now?" He asked the others outside "I thought of finding a place to eat, but what do you think?"
Well, that's something at least.
"'Do'?" Interceptor's eyes began to glow a bright red-orange, brimming with intensity, his voice filling with rage. And perhaps a tinge of regret. "I didn't 'do' anything. Though I wish I did." His eyes dimmed, and he slowly turned toward the window. He gazed out toward the horizon as if remembering something from long ago. Something he would rather forget.
"This was before we even thought about starting the Academy. Hell, this was part of why the Academy was made. Billy was something special. He was a good, smart kid who wanted to make a difference. The problem was, he was too overeager. He was so willing to make a difference that he would end up charging in whenever he could. Nearly got himself killed. So I took him in. Thought I could help curb his enthusiasm. Make him more level-headed. And for a while, I did. Or at least I thought I did."
He pinched his brow. "It wasn't enough. There was a bank robbery. Some civilians were being held hostage. I told Billy not to rush in. That we needed a plan. That barging in would just get himself and everyone else killed. He didn't listen. Said he needed to act now. So he did. Got himself and everyone else killed. Not long after, everyone under 18 trying to be a hero needed a license. Because they didn't want anything like that happening again."
"I keep telling myself," he said, "I wasn't responsible. Billy went off half-cocked. He was the one who got those people killed, got himself killed. It wasn't my fault. Doesn't stop me from thinking it was. Which is also why I was such a bad teacher. Because I didn't want anything like that happening again. No matter what it took. Does that answer your question?"
"Really?!" said Ellie. "That'd be awesome! That said, there's somethng else I really wanna see first. I think the person in the seat behind me was talking about it. Something called Troll 2? Anyway, that one sounds awesome! We totally gotta see it! Pretty please?"
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