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- 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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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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I would've preferred no one talk about...that at all but he's a shitty little thirteen year old, okay? He's going to talk trash and you guys didn't have to come barging in over it. You think he's the first to say that to me?
[ She's used to boys being assholes. It's nothing new. ]
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Nobody should talk like that to you, Jean. And if nobody takes shitty little thirteen year olds to task, they will become shitty big thirty year olds.
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Shrug it off now and they think it's okay to be crueler little fuckheads next time. You don't deserve that shit.
annnd the boys are out lmao
Oh, God! I didn't want to know that! Oh! God!
(Richie's already covering his face and Eddie frantically waves his hands.)
We are so done with this! Oh my God! You guys are disgusting!
(You could probably actively hear his shriek from down the hall it's so loud. Their feed goes dead a second later because well yeah. Why were all of Eddie's sex lessons awfully delivered? Women got scarier every day.
The moment the feed is off, he looks at Richie with huge fucking eyes because did that actually just happen?
And not a second later, he's on the floor dying with laughter. It was just so absurd.)
Richie! You said that to a girl!
(The men might have been thinking this was a Very Serious Matter, but really, these kids were virtually harmless and extremely stupid.)