Station Identification Break - tonight's main feature (backdated)

[hard_talker]

[this Thursday, at 10 PM, the journal's cracked open to the sounds of music drifting out - but it's not Leonard Cohen. instead, it's a ballad, and it turns out to be the opening track of a movie, which keeps on going in the background as Mark talks over]

Okay, so, uh, yours truly happens to be trapped in the theatre, in case you guys hadn't figured it out by now. But I'm gonna try and make the weekly news happen anyway, because HEY, it's somethin' to do. And tonight's offering, Windmill Cabaret? Looks like it's got enough music in it to pass for a playlist, anyway.

Soooooo, newbies! Have a less-than-orthodox Hard Harry shout-out for Lee, Arrietty, Klavier, Solf, Kristoph, James, Rin, River, Chie, Peter, Naomi, Santa Claus, Kankri, and Edward. .... JESUS, if it takes me gettin' locked in a goddamn theater for some fresh meat to show up, I guess maybe I should do it whenever we hit one of those creepy slumps. And here I was afraid we were headin' into Libet territory for a little while. WHOOPS, sure showed me, Paradisa, you crazy bastard.

[he scoffs exaggeratedly and flops back, sticking his feet up on the back of the seat in front of him]

And now, the rest of my report: there are no less then twelve different colors of gum stuck to the backs of the seats in this place. Danny looks remarkably dashing with a Sharpie moustache. Alex, Jennifer and Daryl are all in the running for Loudest Snorer. Mitsuru sleeps with a stuffed ... plane ... yeah, no, I didn't know they made 'em either, you got me ... and the rest of you locked-in louts are super fuckin' boring while you're asleep. Just so's you know. As for how I GOT this delicious dirt, well, YOU try stayin' awake when the only things to drink around here are caffeinated. It ain't. Gonna. Happen.

Also, the number one activity of choice for the bored seems to be testing our hand-eye coordination. I've seen flying popcorn, M&Ms, malt balls, spitballs, you name it. I'd say I feel bad for whoever's gonna clean the place when it finally lets us out, but I'm pretty sure it'll be back to abnormal for anyone who actually feels like comin' in here this --

Wait, wait, HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE, ARE THEY ACTUALLY COVERING NIRVANA --

[yes, he actually does shut up, sit bolt upright like a meerkat wired to a nine-volt battery, and gape at the screen]

-- holy shit this movie is awesome.

[sorry, folks, you've lost your DJ. he'll be back with you once Nicole Kidman dies and everyone in the theatre is sniffling horribly. post is (obviously) open for action to anyone else in the lock-in!]

Comments

[schrodingersghost]

Well, on the one hand thats kind of flattering. On the other hand.... Do you have any clue how hard it was to remove that sharpie ink?

[hard_talker]

Considerin' we all had a front row seat to you scrubbin' your face with concession napkins? A-yep.

Action

[cyan_maid]

[Jane's still watching the movie, but when your enthusiasm rings out through the theater she can't help but laugh. It has been a very tiring, trying week, and for some reason you are hilarious, Mark. So, so hilarious.]

[hard_talker]

[it was the gum comment, wasn't it. he's pretty sure it was the gum comment. he's just as tired of this as you are, he just ... hides it slightly well by being ridiculous. he shoots her a grin and tosses a piece of popcorn at her. CATCH.]

[solowingpixy]

[The moment Mark mentions the plush plane - HIS plush F-15 - Pixy just snickers.]

Good to know there's an AWACS to report this to the rest of the castle.

[hard_talker]

... Sorry, did you just voluntarily make duck noises?

[he's gotten minimal, crappy sleep for the last few days. he's a little out of it and bound to be loopy]

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

[A young, maaaaybe familiar voice pipes up. Who knows why she's not asleep yet.Five-year olds really should be in bed.]

You missed one.

[hard_talker]

I did? ... [eh, he's not surprised. he's tired as hell. and he's also hardly about to tell anyone to go to bed, are you kidding? he squints at the page.] Sorry, kiddo. What's your name?

;action

[delincuente]

And I'm gonna rock that title.

[Alex does tosses a Milk Dud over his way though, from where she's draped over a seat a couple of rows behind him. She's probably eaten enough of these things to feed a city of Trick or Treaters.]

[hard_talker]

[he's been in here having things lobbed at him for so long that at this point it takes little effort to lean over, open his mouth, and catch that sucker like John Belushi in R&B Siblings. which he may have set to play after this. it is a night full of movies with good music, that is all ye need to know]

I've got no doubt.

[Mark no don't talk with your mouth full]

dictated

[last_rat_standing]

[Someone sounds decidedly unamused]

Is it really necessary to announce each new arrival's presence in this madhouse?

[hard_talker]

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyep. [there's a yawn buried in the middle of that, Mr. Bond. sorry]

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Nora leans on Mark, yawning a little]

Oh don't act all high and mighty sir drools-a-lot. [she smirks at him, tilting the box of sno-caps his way]

[hard_talker]

Oh, shut the fuck up. [he nudges her, but he'll still snag that box and grab a bag of popcorn from the seat next to him to dump some in]

How ya holdin' up?

[pint_sized_carnivore]

[Chie heard her name mentioned along with other people]

Wow, a lot of new people. And Santa? THE Santa? Oh my god, I thought he wasn't real! Or is this another one of those things you said that the castle does to mess with us?

[hard_talker]

No, he - he is. The Easter Bunny's here too. I told you this place was insane, didn' I?

[ensorceler]

[ What the what? She had been sitting next to her "radio" and waiting, too, although at least she had her journal open in her lap for a speedy response to his broadcast.

Unfortunately she understands very little of what he's saying. Those words are jargon... But she gets the gist, maybe. ]

You are trapped? Just how many are suffering alongside you?

[hard_talker]

Oh geez, um - [quick headcount] - 'bout twenty of us. We all went in to watch some movies, last weekend, and one of 'em ran late ... past midnight. By the time we got to the door, it was locked. Castle won't let us out.

I mean - nobody's hurt? But the seats aren't the best things I've ever slept in, and all we've got for food is popcorn, nachos, candy and soda. Oh, and those little tiny bite sized ice cream things.

And some of the movies have been reeeeeeeally fuckin' bad.

[findatree]

[Ted is seated a few rows back, watching the movie with his mouth slightly open]

I don't know what this music is, but I like it.

[hard_talker]

Haha, it's ... [Mark tilts his head, increasingly mindblown] ... holy shit, it's a whole bunch of songs I know from home, smashed together.

[originalcopy]

How the fuck did you get trapped in the theater?

[Which is about as close to an admission of concern as you're going to get from Church.]

And wait a minute... did you say Santa Clause?

[hard_talker]

Apparently if you stay in here past midnight on the days it's open, you get locked in. [he sighs]

And yeah, the Big Red Guy, he's here. And apparently Russian, which is a new one for me.

[foolreversed]

[there is one thing he should REALLY be paying attention to in this broadcast, considering with all his moving he hasn't had a chance to look at the actual journal for the past week or so.

But of course, it's not what he does pay attention to at all]

...Is that that Moulin whatever movie.

[onlyanapple]

If you keep complaining about being bored, I'll make things interesting for you.

And I assure you, you won't like it when I make things interesting.

[no_ghost]

Thanks for the welcome, although it sounds you're far more happy to have us here than I feel to be here!

[Action]

[therealrisette]

[Meanwhile, Rise has been spending most of her time lately out in the lobby hiding behind counters and whatnot because being stuck in a movie theater for several days is not good for her hygiene or appearance at all! She's at least been able to use what she brought in her bag and some wishing to keep herself from looking like too much of a nightmare, but there's only so much cosmetics and fresh clothes can cover where a lack of available bathing facilities and healthy food is concerned.

All that said, she still wanders into the theater when she hears that DJ announcing over the journal again. Also, this movie actually sounds interesting in a weird way.]

... Did you say Santa-san's here too?

[Yep, she just snuck up behind Mark in the middle of the movie. Right now, she's very grateful for the dark lighting so no one can see what a mess she is. Even if she feels it more than looks it.

There were a ton of other things she could have reacted to as well, but that one got her attention the most.]