Time for family movie night on the Windrose!

[pain_train]

Who: Crew of the Windrose
Broadcast: Nope
Action: On the Windrose, mingle time!
When: 11/25 and onward

[Wow, the ship's a little smaller, but lookit that view! Let's talk awkwardly about it and mingle!]

Comments

[tothefly]

[Hey, she totally understands that. One's comfort television must be held to certain standards. Even if those standards are "must have the same actors."]

So they found the third one for you, but not the first? Anything I should know going in, or are they going to give us a recap?

[pain_train]

Well, it doesn't really matter, which number it is. But like okay, the easy recap... You just need to know the main character, Terrace Sevrens, has been like... injected with the blood of demons so she's super badass but it means every time she falls in love with someone they get horribly mangled in like three days. So she's been hunting the demons to their home planet and just like burning a swathe of destruction through the galaxy. And then in the last movie her little brother found her and got hurt really bad so she gave him a transfusion, so now he's got awesome demon blood too and can walk through walls.

Sound good?

[tothefly]

So...demon blood means she ends up with a cursed love life? Sounds legitimate, I guess. What does her brother get? Crippling social anxiety?

[She shrugs, snagging another piece of not-bacon.]

Keep feeding me this stuff and we're golden. It doesn't even smell like seaweed.

[pain_train]

Yeah, to go with all the badass stuff. Her brother... um. You know? I think they never really said. Though I think it's the same, like he can't love anyone. Being a demon is lonely business I guess.

I guess they have to wank a lot.

[She's happy to share.]

It's so good! Better than vat bacon, almost. Like the texture is better I think. Vision did really good with it.

[tothefly]

Doesn't take love to have sex.

[What? She's nothing if not pragmatic, and she's never been shy.]

But you're right. Texture's pretty decent. What is he calling it?

[pain_train]

Oh, good point.

So maybe it's that they don't really get to have sex any more? Or at least not more than once with the same person, since anyone either of them bangs ends up dead in an awesome way.

I think he's just calling it "Bacon Kelp." It definitely needs a better name.

[tothefly]

That's gotta take a lot of the fun out of life.

"Bacon Kelp?" Yeah, we definitely need better branding.

[pain_train]

Yeah, that would suck a lot. Like, fuck the relationship thing, but it's kind of a downer to know if you get off the other person's going to die. Doesn't give you a lot of choices.

Other than only sleeping with people you don't like I guess.

"Bacon of the sea?" [Grin.]

[tothefly]

Guess that'd be one way to clear out the dating pool. Do a favor to everyone else out there looking for a decent partner.

[A mild snort that's almost laughter.]

Might as well call it "I can't believe it's not bacon," if we're going that route.

[pain_train]

Someone's got to do the dirty job and get them all sorted out.

Oh, that's a really awesome name idea too! [She's never heard of the butter stuff.] My favorite bacon back home was Pseudabac. Maybe that?