video 02 | Alzheimer's Disease | Introducing the Losers

[clussy]

(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.

Comments

[clussy]

I don't know either...Maybe one day you can come over and I can explain it better. (He'd already talked about it a few other times today, and it was starting to weigh down on him. It was important to talk about, especially considering how many children were on the station. That and he thinks maybe he should really show someone outside of the Losers the map, the lists.)

I have a list. It's...I...(Words, Eddie, use them. He chews at his lip, looking off the camera for a second, and it almost looks like he's listening. With how many boys are now in his unit, he probably is.)

Yeah, I'll show you. It might be easier.

(For his sake, really. Sometimes it was easier than others to talk about it.

Eddie looks up, and gives a loud snort.)

Oh trust me, adults in particular are really bad at forgetting we're like, twelve. (His eyes are rolling, and he can't help but feel a little annoyed about the subject for just a second.)

Aw...I don't know how I feel about supervision. That sounds...(He squints his eyes.) When people are supervised, they're normally scolded too.

(And kept out of trouble- but he doesn't mention that part.)

[shadowblends]

[Whatever this It might be, Eddie seems more than a little distressed about the topic. He tips his head, contemplative again, eyebrows knitting with concern.] If that would be easier for you, Eddie, I'll come and check it out. See what sort of information you've gathered.

[He'd said 'list,' right? That meant there was something to know and Kurt would take all the details he could get.

Knowing what they were up against was important.

He rolls his eyes, too, but his lips end up quirking with amusement.] Thankfully, I've only been an adult for a short amount of time. [Technically, that is. He'll be savoring these last two teenage years.]

It will be more for supervision, less for scolding. We'd want this to be something you all enjoy. Did you have a specific place you'd want to put it or ...?

[clussy]

I dunno how useful the information really is.

(It was mostly just what they could remember. The maps, maybe, but again he isn't so sure about that either. Though it does make him wonder about Avagi's sewage system and if that could ever possibly be a problem.

Then again, maybe worrying about It all the way out here was childish and dumb to begin with. Eddie really doesn't know.)

I dunno. You already look older to me. Growing a beard even.

(Eddie grins a little, enjoying the idea of teasing a boy a good deal older than him, but still in some ways very much just a boy.)

Hm. Maaaybe. (Encouraging supervision for these boys was always going to be a bit of a challenge. They all were used to spending time on their own together- no adults around to glare at them if they got too mouthy or took jokes too far.)

I like the observation deck, but I also know people use that so I don't want to be in the way. I would do where the memorial is but that seems kinda bad.

[shadowblends]

Anything is better than nothing, though.

[Look, if it's important to Eddie then that means it automatically counts for something in Kurt's book, even if the younger boy thinks it might be ridiculous to worry about. When it comes to fear, he feels like everyone has the right to worry and not have those sorts of things exploited.

An overdramatic gasp escapes the blue teen, both of his hands raising to rub at his cheeks, which are in no way even hinting at facial hair yet. Still just scars and smooth azure skin between.]

Don't say things like that. You might jinx me or something!

[He knows Eddie is teasing him, but that totally gives him a reason to play up the theatrics.]

To be honest, I think he's only going to be there for emergencies. [He pauses, raises a hand to mimic sawing off his arm.] You know?

[Dear Lord, if things end up going in that direction, they've all done something wrong.]

Maybe you and I can check out the observation deck, see if there's a spot where it won't take up too much space. We can always look other places, too, if that doesn't work out. [He tilts his head, eyebrows lifting with curiosity.] Why do you think that's a bad idea?