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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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Yeah, I was super lucky. Pretty sure there was some galactic intervention.
(Or, as he thought more seriously, they all just were supposed to be together.)
Someone helped me maybe find them. I didn't know they were there either.
(He's at least being honest about that. Eddie wasn't the type of kid to go looking for stuff like that, even if he did have some mild intrigue with it.)
What's Lunar New Year? Is that like just- New Years Eve?
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I was wondering what you are. (That is...insensitive, Eddie, but he pretty much has no awareness of that.)
What other kind of traditions?
(Because that actually sounds awesome. Similar to New Years Eve, but there weren't many traditions to that holiday beyond dropping the ball and some fireworks at midnight.)
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I am Chinese, but Lunar New Year is celebrated in places other than China.
[ She lifts her gaze in thought at the question. ]
Well, we have a big family dinner on the night before it starts, and we decorate in red. We wear red too. It's meant to bring good fortune in the new year. We give money in red envelopes too! And traditionally, we light fireworks to scare away evil spirits and start the new year safe. But there's a lot more involved too. It's supposed to be celebrated for fifteen days.
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Oh! (The Chinese had been their allies during the war, so this makes him nod rather encouragingly.) You guys helped us during the war!
(He was a fresh WW2 baby, born directly after, so that influence was still huge in his life and all that a lot of people seemed to talk about.
Eddie is quiet, and genuinely intrigued by this. He might not be great at being a diverse-thinker, but he is actually curious about other people's lives. The color red being so present though does make him look down for a split second. It's stupid, really, but the association almost made him spin.)
Red means danger a lot of the time where I'm from. (Particularly in Derry, Maine. Particularly because of It. It would be nice to associate the color with a nicer thing like good fortune. He shakes his head, wrinkling his nose at himself for getting distracted.)
What do you mean you give money? Like, just to whoever? (Wait hold on a second. That one part instantly gets his attention and he leans forward quickly.)
Does that evil spirit thing really work? Fireworks?
(He seems...oddly interested in this. Full belief on his face and everything.)
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[ She's from like, 2070ish, so there's been another major war since then, only it was humanity against robots. ]
The money is gifted by elders to younger people, or married people to single people. It just depends.
[ Her eyebrows lift in curiosity. He's very serious all of a sudden. ]
Well, I guess that depends on your belief in evil spirits, but seeing as none have taken over China, I'd say that the fireworks work.
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(Which means Eddie doesn't realize that there were any more wars. It was really hard to picture a war worse than World War II for Eddie, which was fair all things considered.
He also isn't too surprised anymore by time differences- though it is a little weird to him. Especially being from a different time line than his own best friend.)
Why married people to single people?
(The first one at least made some sense. Eddie doesn't mean to ask so many questions, really, but American schools in the 50s definitely never taught about other people's cultures so he was fascinated here.)
Evil exists.
(Eddie says this with a quiet seriousness that was too mature for someone only twelve, his expression intense, a bit edged.)
...Maybe I should...get some more then.
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[ And that rhymes, heh. ]
Because married people are settled into lives where they have jobs, family, a house, so they share their good fortune with others who aren't quite there yet.
[ There's a brief flicker of concern on her face. What does he mean? Does he have experience with that? ]
I suppose it couldn't hurt, as long as you're responsible when lighting them.
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Or wait. I'm ancient. (It didn't matter. Except he now wonders if this makes him technically older? Probably doesn't work that way, but he could dream. He does smile a little bit at her introduction.)
Oh, yeah, hi Mei. It's nice to meet you. I'm Eddie. (He knows he said that in the video, technically, but it was polite to directly introduce yourself, right?)
What about people whose husbands or wives died?
(His dad was dead, is what he's thinking.)
Or am I overthinking the married part?
(It was almost funny how concerned the adults were with the fireworks- though Eddie supposed that's how adults were. He doesn't take it negatively at least. They were just worried.)
We'll try. (It's an earnest promise.)
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Overthinking it a little. I did say that elders give the envelopes to younger people too, so maybe a widow grandmother giving them out to her grandchildren.
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But she doesn't ask him not to, so Eddie doesn't think to stop. The kid had a worse mouth than people gave a baby-face like him credit for sometimes.)
Okay, okay yeah that makes sense.
(He smiles a little off-hand. She corrected him, he thinks, in a nice way that didn't make him feel too stupid.)
Being Chinese sounds really cool. We have sooome holiday traditions, but none that sound that fun. Christmas maybe.
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(Words of the wise.)
Do you have people from back home here too?
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[ And she thought two of them were dead... But! Clearly they're not. ]
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(Eddie could never imagine not seeing his friends for years and years. Especially not after everything.
Of course, the universe didn't really care about keeping friends together, as Eddie would have learned had he stayed back on earth.)
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[ She's not really up to discussing what happened to her team in Antarctica. ]
And everybody had gone their separate ways anyway. At least here we've had the chance to reconnect!