Entry tags:
- fate series: siegfried,
- it: eddie kaspbrak,
- overwatch: mei-ling zhou,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- roadies: kelly ann,
- undertale: chara dreemurr,
- x-men movies: charles xavier,
- x-men movies: erik lehnsherr,
- x-men movies: james "logan" howlet,
- x-men movies: jean grey,
- x-men movies: kurt wagner,
- x-men movies: rogue
video 02 | Alzheimer's Disease | Introducing the Losers
(It felt a little bit like a blessing. After losing his memories, getting them back, and going through that alone, Eddie had damn near broken himself down with how badly he had missed his friends. But then they showed up. Not all of them, but the three boys he had been the closest to for the longest, the kind of childhood friends that started out in the single digits. Eddie Kaspbrak was happy. Maybe not perfectly, but for the time being, they were each other's perfect distractions and it was good to have them around.
On top of that, Eddie wanted them to know everything about this place. Including, most importantly, the people who lived there. He could have dragged them from place to place to introduce them to everyone he has come to know and care about, but then he remembered how the device worked and realized how much faster it'd be if he just sent out a video introduction.
So here he was, turning on the video feed and smiling into the camera. Anyone who had seen him lately would have noticed the kid was a bit off, but not here. He might still have bags under his eyes, but there was a brightness in him that hadn't been present in nearly an entire month.)
Hi! It's Eddie. So I know I told some of you about my friends a little bit? And guess what! They're here. Not all of them, but my best buds are- like. Childhood best friends.
(Can you feel his excitement? Eddie is practically vibrating. He's sitting in his room currently, and all it takes is him removing the device entirely from his wrist and turning it around to show Richie Tozier sitting on the floor.)
This is Richie Tozier. He's probably like, my best best friend. You might also notice he has some striking similarities to a trash can.
(He whips the video back around and grimaces a little. Richie was already speaking up with 'Whatever, eds, it's trashcan, not trashcannot.' The quib comes as Eddie's already turned the camera away, and Richie doesn't bother waiting for Eddie to stop talking. Them talking over each other is nothing new, though. Eddie doesn't even hesitate before plunging on.)
Really though, I have to apologize on his behalf for anything stupid he says. And trust me, most of what he says is really stupid.
(And Eddie's up and rushing out of the room, jogging down the hall before bursting into the nearby room that Bill and Stan were sharing. The camera gets whipped around and focuses on Stan. Not looking so amused at the intrusion.)
This is Stan! He's um- the man with the plan, you know?
(Then just like that, he's pulling out of the room, and heading into the main area.
The video doesn't focus on it, but as Eddie slides it across the room, people might notice that the door heading out of their unit is covered in several words painted in black. A large Derry painted over the door, a long list of names down the back of the door, including the Losers' names themselves. And of course, the ominously crookedly written It at the bottom of the door. On the wall beside the door are other words, some sketches, one that almost even looks like a map of something with 'sewers' written over the top of it. But it's a brief passing, something that slides in and out of perspective like a passing thought.
Then Eddie's focusing on a new boy and zooms in on Bill Denbrough's face.)
And this is Bill. He's practically my brother. He is arguably the coolest of us all.
(At first, Bill looks rather grave for his age, waving at the camera for his introduction. But then Richie has to go and jump at Eddie's back, grabbing at one of his cheeks which automatically has Eddie shrieking on the other side of the camera, and at that, Bill starts to laugh. Richie's voice filters through, indistinguishable (probably) insults not easily heard between Bill's laughing and Eddie's whining.
Eddie barely gets the camera back around, his face flushed, and he gives a long exasperated sound. Richie's hand can be seen coming out and grabbing at Eddie's cheek. Again.)
So that's- oh my God, stop- my best friends. So say hi. As for us? Well...We got some uh- stuff to do.
(Is that a small pile of what looks like Kaittan fireworks in the background? Oh boy. Let's just hope those are actually just strange looking sticks.)
OOC | It's completely up to you how you want to interact with this! Feel free to talk to Eddie directly, or make a post directed to all the Losers that they can respond to via separate threads. It's a free for all sort of thing so do whatever.
On top of that, Eddie wanted them to know everything about this place. Including, most importantly, the people who lived there. He could have dragged them from place to place to introduce them to everyone he has come to know and care about, but then he remembered how the device worked and realized how much faster it'd be if he just sent out a video introduction.
So here he was, turning on the video feed and smiling into the camera. Anyone who had seen him lately would have noticed the kid was a bit off, but not here. He might still have bags under his eyes, but there was a brightness in him that hadn't been present in nearly an entire month.)
Hi! It's Eddie. So I know I told some of you about my friends a little bit? And guess what! They're here. Not all of them, but my best buds are- like. Childhood best friends.
(Can you feel his excitement? Eddie is practically vibrating. He's sitting in his room currently, and all it takes is him removing the device entirely from his wrist and turning it around to show Richie Tozier sitting on the floor.)
This is Richie Tozier. He's probably like, my best best friend. You might also notice he has some striking similarities to a trash can.
(He whips the video back around and grimaces a little. Richie was already speaking up with 'Whatever, eds, it's trashcan, not trashcannot.' The quib comes as Eddie's already turned the camera away, and Richie doesn't bother waiting for Eddie to stop talking. Them talking over each other is nothing new, though. Eddie doesn't even hesitate before plunging on.)
Really though, I have to apologize on his behalf for anything stupid he says. And trust me, most of what he says is really stupid.
(And Eddie's up and rushing out of the room, jogging down the hall before bursting into the nearby room that Bill and Stan were sharing. The camera gets whipped around and focuses on Stan. Not looking so amused at the intrusion.)
This is Stan! He's um- the man with the plan, you know?
(Then just like that, he's pulling out of the room, and heading into the main area.
The video doesn't focus on it, but as Eddie slides it across the room, people might notice that the door heading out of their unit is covered in several words painted in black. A large Derry painted over the door, a long list of names down the back of the door, including the Losers' names themselves. And of course, the ominously crookedly written It at the bottom of the door. On the wall beside the door are other words, some sketches, one that almost even looks like a map of something with 'sewers' written over the top of it. But it's a brief passing, something that slides in and out of perspective like a passing thought.
Then Eddie's focusing on a new boy and zooms in on Bill Denbrough's face.)
And this is Bill. He's practically my brother. He is arguably the coolest of us all.
(At first, Bill looks rather grave for his age, waving at the camera for his introduction. But then Richie has to go and jump at Eddie's back, grabbing at one of his cheeks which automatically has Eddie shrieking on the other side of the camera, and at that, Bill starts to laugh. Richie's voice filters through, indistinguishable (probably) insults not easily heard between Bill's laughing and Eddie's whining.
Eddie barely gets the camera back around, his face flushed, and he gives a long exasperated sound. Richie's hand can be seen coming out and grabbing at Eddie's cheek. Again.)
So that's- oh my God, stop- my best friends. So say hi. As for us? Well...We got some uh- stuff to do.
(Is that a small pile of what looks like Kaittan fireworks in the background? Oh boy. Let's just hope those are actually just strange looking sticks.)
OOC | It's completely up to you how you want to interact with this! Feel free to talk to Eddie directly, or make a post directed to all the Losers that they can respond to via separate threads. It's a free for all sort of thing so do whatever.
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No, I haven't because I don't go to your school. And even where I'm from, not all girls talk like that or act like that. It would be like saying all boys are as rude and uncouth as you and I know that isn't true because Eddie isn't like that.
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Except he is! You're not doing a good job of this, it really sounds like you don't know anything.
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Thy words are blunt and so art thou.
[ When all else fails, fall back on the Bard and his insults. ]
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Doth the carpets matcheth the drapes?
[It's difficult to say just how much he understands of what he's asking, but he knows it's of a certain nature and something that gets a terrible reaction.]
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Thou hast in thy skull no more brain than I have in mine elbows.
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And bucko, he's not happy. ]
Hey!
[ When Logan speaks, it's a booming growl, authoritative and pissed. ]
Listen up, you little shit. I don't know who taught you to talk to girls like that, but it's gonna stop right now. You're gonna apologize, to Jean and then to Laura, or we're gonna have a problem.
[ With the flare of his nostrils, the grit of his teeth, his jaw giving a metallic creak. ]
Do we have a problem?
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But then he hears Logan's by-now familiar voice snapping over the feed and that's when Eddie finally steps in.
Richie, shut the fuck up!!
Can be heard long before Eddie is seen. He gets right in on Richie's feed, half crawling into his personal bubble just to slap a hand over Richie's mouth before he can say another word.
He gives an anxious look to Logan. Logan is pretty much slotted completely into Dangerous Adult category because obviously. Logan being upset with Richie felt far more serious than Jean or Laura- other kids. This translated in Eddie's mind as Potential Trouble.)
I am so sorry about him.
(If Richie doesn't look scared, Eddie looks near tears. He does not like upsetting adults at all and Logan was downright horrifying when he was mad.)
I swear I'll make him apologize. I don't think he realizes he upset Laura.
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He's not at all bothered by an unknown adult yelling at him; it's nothing new and it's something that simply doesn't faze him. It's Eddie's reaction that bothers him--after all, there's nothing he hates more than Eddie being hurt, upset, or scared. That's the catalyst for him actually listening--at least to some degree.
Richie tilts his head back in effort to get his mouth free from Eddie's hands.] Wait, who's Laura? [And the question following is addressed to Eddie directly.] I upset her?
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Eddie does release his hold on Richie when he leans back, knowing Richie enough to realize he wasn't gonna start being a jerk when Eddie made such a blatant effort to avoid that. He looks at Richie, sniffing quietly.)
She's the girl our age. Brown hair? (He leans over Richie's shoulder and points to the device, to where her video stream was going.)
She's...Not really used to kids our age so she sometimes misses stuff and feels bad about it. So yeah, you did a little bit I think.
(He explains patiently to Richie, because they were all sort of social losers, and he knows that Richie wasn't doing anything to be mean. He was just a dumb thirteen year old boy. Just like Eddie was a dumb twelve year old.)
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[Sometimes it takes having stuff explained to him plainly for him to grasp things. Tact isn't his strong suit, and neither are difficult social situations as a whole. There's certain lessons his early childhood lacked, but that's part of why his friendship with Eddie is so good for him.]
I didn't mean to do that. [He chews on the inside of his cheek and nods a couple times as he processes it all.] I'll talk to her, okay?
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(Eddie says this with a faint, reassuring smile. No part of Eddie had been all that concerned. Richie was just being himself, and Eddie knew not everyone knew how to deal with that. There was a reason none of them had friends except for each other. He had tried explaining that to Jean, had explained it to Laura.
He leans into Richie, a comforting press more than anything. He didn't really want Richie feeling that bad over such a dumb fumble and misunderstanding- even if there was an adult angry at him. Even if that adult was kind of scary as hell.)
Uh-huh. Good. It'll be fine. She'll get it.
(She was a kid who messed up sometimes too, after all.
Eddie keeps on leaning, and now turns to look warily at Logan. If it weren't for Richie, he'd probably still be weepy and shaky, but after all that? He feels a little more brave.)
See? He didn't mean nothing. Sorry, Mr. Logan.
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You don't get to decide that for the people your buddy's been an ass to, kid. That's not how this works. You- [ to Richie now, with laser-like focus, ] -still owe a couple of apologies. Starting with Jean right here.
[ Jean being the still-slightly-in-shock young woman beside him. ]
Get to it.
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That's not happening, chief. I'm only thirteen and she's-- [He's not the best at gauging the precise ages of people who aren't his own age.] --older. She can probably handle some dumb jokes.
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Not amused.
He is definitely not amused. The insults swapped between Jean and Richie ...had been kind of stupidly hilarious. Also, Eddie is pretty used to apologizing on Richie's behalf. He knows it isn't how it works, but so far, it's worked very well for the both of them. For now, he'll remain quiet until it's...necessary. But he's definitely sticking next to Richie's side at this point. Kid needs the support.)
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I don't care if you're forty and she's old enough to be your grandma. You don't ask a girl shit like that. Apologize.
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What, the elbow thing? My grandma's kinda deaf so I don't think she'd care.
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Guess again.
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[The problem with making comments he doesn't understand means he doesn't even know where to start with this.]
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[ The camera shifts to reveal Erik, looking decidedly unimpressed. He also gestures to something offscreen, indicating that Jean may not want to hear this. ]
Richie, is it? When you said "Doth the carpets matcheth the drapes?" What you asked Jean is if her pubic hair is the same color as the hair on her head. It's an exceptionally vulgar way to ask a woman if she dyes her hair. It is considered rude to talk about a woman's pubic hair in most social situations. Jean, being a bright and accomplished young lady, was too polite to explain as much.
Or perhaps she gave you more credit than you deserve, and thought you understood what you were saying. I suggest you make sure you do understand what it is that you are saying in the future, and not just repeat what you've overheard in order to cause a reaction. Or you may find yourself asking a pretty girl about her pubic hair.
/here and yet skippable ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
This is a public thread, Jesus Christ.
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The boy asked, Logan. If he's going to say things like that, he ought to know what it means.
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[ To Jean, lest she go completely talked over- and yep, still muted: ]
That all right with you?
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annnd the boys are out lmao