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[ribbotic.livejournal.com]

WHO: Czeslaw Impossiblename Meyer (rethinkstrategy), Aradia Robofrog Megido (ribbotic), and open to whatever other trolls or MAC neighbors want to get their grubby paws on it I guess!
WHERE: Aradia's MAC apartment!
WHEN: Monday... night... WOW I WAS LATE IN POSTING THIS
WARNINGS: GUYS COME ON
SUMMARY: Czes wants to see how movies work in the future! Aradia mostly just wants to see if human Harrison Ford is as badass as Troll Harrison Ford. She might make popcorn. This might be heinous
FORMAT: overinvolved quicklog to start and then WHATEVAH WHATEVAH YOU DO WHAT YOU WANT

[The set of DVDs is piled up on an endtable next to Aradia's small MAC-issue television, and Aradia herself is sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the screen of her communicator. She assumes that Benjamin will want to observe the process himself, so she hasn't loaded any of the discs in, or attempted to prepare the popcorn that had apparently been free with her purchase at the human video store. She doesn't really care about that part one way or another, but if Aradia's supposed to live here in a human body for a prolonged period--although much of her still doubts that will actually come to pass--she might as well familiarize herself with the parts of their customs, such as micro-waves, that aren't totally analogous to troll culture.

Like human Indiana Jones. The truth is, with company or not, she is actually pretty excited about seeing the movies! It would be really nice if it didn't feel so weird. Either way, she hopes that the human boy from the past shows up soon.]

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NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR SUCH A DELICIOUS THING

[rethinkstrategy.livejournal.com]

[ribbotic.livejournal.com]

[She pulls herself off the couch and opens the door, looking... down at Czes, I am assuming, because homeboy is just so dinky. She tries to smile at him. It comes to her face way more easily than it should.]

Hi. You are Benjamin, right?

[rethinkstrategy.livejournal.com]

That's me. You're Aradia?

[ribbotic.livejournal.com]

That's correct. [WOW ARADIA NOT CREEPY AT ALL. She's not much older than him (and technically much younger but lalalala that's a secret), but he seems so much more fragile in comparison. Maybe that's just how the average human ends up? Weird.] It is nice to meet you in person, I guess. Did you have any trouble getting here?

[Oh wait he's still outside that probably goes against human ettiquette or some shit! She moves back and to the side from the threshhold of the door so he has a clear path in.]

[rethinkstrategy.livejournal.com]

It's nice to meet you too.



No, the building has a pretty simple layout.

[ribbotic.livejournal.com]

I see. [She kind of nods at him, oblivious to any potential awkwardness. Then points!] The television is over there. You can examine it if you want. It might not make much sense, though. [A shrug.] I don't know what kind of technology they had on Earth in 1932, but I suppose it had to be even more primitive than this. [She sounds friendly, a feat which given Aradia's personality is akin to a thousand singing angels alighting in the room!] No offense!

[rethinkstrategy.livejournal.com]

Okay.



You can play a movie on something this small?

[ribbotic.livejournal.com]

[She nods, then realizes that Czes is not actually looking at her, so:] Yes. How do they work in your timestream?

[rethinkstrategy.livejournal.com]

You go to a movie theater and someone projects it onto a big screen.



Is that how this works? You have a really small projector?

[ribbotic.livejournal.com]

No.

[She shakes her head.] I think it still works that way in human movie theaters. The light here comes from within.

[rethinkstrategy.livejournal.com]

From within what?



The screen?