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Post by <--IvySuicide on Jun 7, 2007 23:21:54 GMT -5
Well if going to a movie by yourself wasn't just the
greatest thing ever than there was nothing in the
world that could top something like that. The feeling
of being alone and doing nothing and having no one
to whisper to about the horrible credits or the fake blood
that flew everwhere. Well it was her fault Ivy had left
her house around 6 late this afternoon and had just gone
for a walk planning to do something and maybe meet up
with someone. But alas she was alone as she arrived at
the theatre and slipping into an empty spot at the back
of the line.
Voids wandered over the dimly lit screen as she waited
for her turn at the ticket counter guessing that the line
would take her about 5-10 minutes to negotiate and than
she would be free from standing behind someone that with
every move blocked her vision of the movie listings.
Grumbling under her breath she wanted to catch him in the
back of the knee's with a stick and make him fall but Ivy dear
that wouldn't be nice and would cause quite a commotion and
that's not what we want now is it. Ok so it wasn't Ivy wanted
to be rid of this guys that smelled faintly of cologne and BO.
Digging her hands into her black drainpipes with white vertical
stripes running the length of them as they collected tightly at
her ankle moving into her black and white checkered slip-ons.
She had pulled on the first shirt that she could find in her room
and it had turned out to he a dark green one with a little pill
shaped man holding a balloon in one hand and a teddy bear in
the other. He was plastered slightly to the right on her shirt
and reached from her shoulder halfways down.
Pulling her black tipped hand from her pocket she now held to
her crumpled ten dollar bill and until now she hadn't noticed that
she was gripping the paper rather tightly. Letting off someo of
the tension she relized that she was just getting stressed from
waiting for so long in this line. Stepping up to the stand in which
stood a small girl with a blue shirt on who looked rather bored
and not to happy to begin with. That fake smile make Ivy smirk
as she pushed the money through the hole in the glass and than
took the ticket that popped up before her after recieving her
change.
Stepping through the glass doors adorned with the posters of
the up and comming movies and other ones that had been up so
long those movies were already out on dvd. It was bustling in
side the sickly rich smell of butter wafted through the air and
wound round her as she made her way to the candy counter
stepping into yet another line that caused her even move grief
pulling a placid and unplesent look onto her face.
[Whoever replies could you try for a decent post please i put alot of effort into this one.. thankx]
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Post by Warren && Gen on Jun 13, 2007 22:06:57 GMT -5
The line on the ticket booth at the local movie theater had been on pause for at least ten minutes. Most of the people in the back of the line tried to stand on their tip toes to see what was taking the people in front so long. No one could really see what was going on, except the first ten people that had the best view. A boy in a sky blue tshirt with the superman logo in front and tight black jeans kept changing his mind about what movie to watch. He started tapping his right sky blue converse hight-top on the front of the booth as his hazel eyes scanned the movie titles.
As he opened his mouth, the girl behind the counter and the person behind him looked at him eagerly. Warren bit on his lip and shook his head. The girl sighed and sat back down. That had been the fifth time Warren had changed his mind. People behind him gave exasperated groans, which only made the boy turn and glare at them. The thick, black outline around his eyes made him look more menacing, without mentioning his tattoos. The people looked away and Warren sighed. "Alright, just give me a ticket so everyone can be happy."
Giving the girl behind the counter the bill in his hand and grabbing the ticket, Warren turned to see the other in line. He sniffed and walked away with his ching lifted up. How could people be so rude to him? All he had wanted was to choose a good movie. Now, he was offended and everyone in the line knew it. He pushed the glass doors and walked in. It was a normal night at the movies. Everyone had at least someone else to watch the movie with, but not Warren. He was always alone, but he didn't mind. If only they would let him bring his poor puppy with him. But no, ever since Hemingway had barked during a scary scene the day Warren had decided to sneak his dog in, the staff of the theater had decided to keep a sharp eye on the boy. Not that it was hard to see him. With his clothes, tattoos, hair, and eyeliner it was dumb not to notice him.
Stuffing his hands into the pockets of his pants, Warren lingered around to watch the posters. It was a habit of his to read when they were released and how much time had passes. He would sometimes even say out loud just how old the poster was and how crappy the movie had been. A few people had even gotten their night ruined when Warren had 'accidentaly' told the ending of the movie they were going to see. Yes, the boy simply loved ruining other people's nights. It made him feel less bad for not having someone to laugh with during the movie.
Deciding that it was enough for the night and realizing no one was around to ruin his or her night, Warren quickly made his way to the candy counter. He stood behind a girl and took out the movie ticket to look at it for the first time that night. "Aww, crap, I already watched this movie." He sighed and shook his head. It was not fair. Just because the others on line couldn't be patient like him he was stuck to watch a movie for the second time. His eyes lookd up from the ticket to the girl in front of him. Smirking, he cleared his throat, in case the girl hadn't known he was there before. "You know, the ending is pretty crappy. The girl kills the bad guy and she's the only one that survies."
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Post by <--IvySuicide on Jun 13, 2007 22:59:39 GMT -5
She stood there voice fixated upon what lay
before her. The colors of the wrappers and the
people that rushed back and forth. Half of them
slipping on the butter one careless guy had spilt while
he was busy talking to one of his friends instead of
watching what he was doing. But what he did wrong
proved to be something that Ivy found most amusing.
If the movie wasn't going to be great atleast she could
walk out and come and watch the people behind the
candy counter fall and trip and slip back and forth while
attempting a jopb that payed but minimum wage. Those
poor souls with no money so they had to work in a shitty
place like this that took everything including your dignity.
Flipping her head back she looked around her black tresses
covering her voids as she flipped them out of her face with
one quick flick of her visage. Looking around her black iris's
wandered to the people that would classify her as a freak
by the way that she dressed. Her eyes may be black but
that just added to the chance that people would stay away
from her and not talk to her to begin with, and that would
save them from being humiliated and rather embaressed
when she walked away without a word.
Comming to the front of the line she had already decided
on what she wanted having been in this line for what seemed
like years and having already chosen what she was having
the next three times that she came her. Stepping up to the
counter she looked at the greesy guy standing there with a
forced smile on his face and gave him a sarcastic look and
ordered,
"I want one large salted pretzel and a medium sprite"
It was meletone and uneventful as she heard he guy behind
her speak apparently to her. She payed no attention until
he almost leaned over her looking at her ticket and than
she glanced behind her as she waited on the man getting
her food. Looking at him with a bored look she rolled her
voids and answered him,
"If your trying to ruin the ending for me than to bad for
you i've already seen it"
She said with a cynical smirk and than forced the money
toward the guy and took her food stepping out from behind
the counter and than heading for her theatre accending a
flight of stairs and heading off down the hall hot pretzel in
one hand and an orange cup with a purple bendy straw in
the other.
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Post by Warren && Gen on Jun 14, 2007 21:30:35 GMT -5
He arched his eyebrow and followed the girl with his eyes. Talk about rudeness around town. But Warren was not the type to keep quiet. Oh no. He was the type to yell so everyone knew what was going on with him. "Oh yeah! Then why are you watching it again! Huh!?" A few people looked at him and all the boy did was point at the theater the girl had walked into. "Her fault, not mine!" Sniffing, Warren stood in front of the counter and leaned on it, looking around the back of it and biting his lip. What to buy. Well, he was obviously going to buy chocolate, but what else could he buy. "Um, I'll have a chocolate bar, medium size bucket of popcorn, and a medium coke." Grinning, he waited patiently for his order to be ready. He happily watched the people behind the counter tripping over the butter someone had so carelessly spilled. "Yeah, watch your step. No, wait!" Too late, the guy with his order slipped over the butter and popcorn flew all over the place. Warren laughed and shook his head. "Yeah, get me another bucket of popcorn!" He yawned and looked at his invisible clock, telling the guy to hurry up.
After paying the poor guy and giving him a good tip for the show, Warren started walking up the stairs. He groaned and kept his walk up the very long stairs. They were not that long, but he was not the type to be in good shape, anymore. The cigarettes had already started to make his lungs grow old faster than his body. Not that he really cared. If he was going to die, he wanted to die a happy man, or guy. You couldn't be too sure as to when you were going to die. Finally getting to the top of the stairs, Warren leaned on the wall and took a deep breath. He had decided that he was going to roll down the stairs instead of taking one by one to go home. There was no way he was going to hurt his poor lungs again by walking down the evil steps.
Shaking his head, the boy stood straight and started making his way to the movie. His eyes stopped on a girl walking in front of him. It was the same rude girl from the line of the candy counter. Smirking, he quickly caught up with her and started walking right next to her. Clearing his throat, Warren turned and walked backwards, keeping his eyes on her. "You know, you shouldn't be that rude to people. If you were maybe a little bit sweeter, someone would like to come see a movie with you. Think about it." Flashing her his cheshire smile, he turned around and walked into the theater. The lights were already off. Groaning, he quickly walked to the last row, pushing some people on his way there. "Excuse me! What! I'm trying to pass!" There was nothing the people could do apart from glaring at him and telling him to be quiet. Not that it was going to make any difference since it was Warren. No one could really shut him up.
He lazily sat himself on one of the middle seats of the last row. It was one of the best places to watch a movie form since the middle meant that he was in the center. Besides, if the movie was boring, and he knew it was, he could start throwing popcorn at people that were really enjoying the movie. Warren loved to ruin other people's movie nights. It was something he could really do well.
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Post by <--IvySuicide on Jun 17, 2007 13:58:02 GMT -5
Voids reached him as she amde her way up the stairs,
his pitched voice followed her like a bad smell or a little
kid that wanted gum. It was rather annoying but really
what could she do. There was nothing that didn't involve
waisting her breath by yelling obsene words back at him.
But of course that she would be faced with a vocal lawsuit
from the parents that stood around with their ten year old
children choosing which pathetic movie they should watch,
or which one ended with a happy go lucky, never in the real
world ending. Oh it was so superficial wasn't it, and Ivy just
loved ot be in on it.
Scaling the stairs she reached the secone floor a mear ten
steps from the bottom floor. Looking around she looked over
the colored numbers that were on the walls and than chose
that going right would take her to her theatre that had probably
already started the movie seeing that it took her practacly two
hours in both lines she had to wait in. Stepping into yet another
line she waited and than pushed her ticket toward the man at the
door dressed in a long jacket. He looked rather unhappy and really
Ivy didn't blame him, this job probably sucked. Again she caught
that pitched voice as it came up behind her, oh great why had she
even choosen to come tonight, this had just turned into a
nightmare and i doubt that this movie was going to make it any
better.
Hearing his comment about her being nicer and mabey getting
someone to come to the movies with her rather discusted her,
what if she wanted to come alone and maybe she had just broken
up with her boyfriend and was trying to get over it. Sure the last
one wasn't true but still you have to come up with good fake
reasons if you are ever faced with someone who just annoys you
that much,
"I don't think your the poster child of being sweeter, walking
around telling people the end to the movie they intend to see."
She said returning the same smile laced with a sarcastic cynical
nature that she cared and used without a second thought to
what anyone would think.
Stepping into the theatre as she recieved her ticket stub back
and replaced it in her jean pocket before turning and letting a
few people go before her to avoid walking right behind him.
Glancing around Ivy scouted out a place to sit, not seeing any
near the front she glanced backward to her favorite seat, back
row center. Damn it that guy was taking her seat and the only
ones she could see that were empty on both sides was the row
before him.
Grimicing and rather grumbling Ivy made her way up the stairs
small lights the only thing to guide her on her way to her seat.
Squishing her way past the two people at the end her voids fell
upon the seat right infront n him and she purposly moved one seat
over and than let her body sink into the soft seat. PUlling her
knee's up she reasted her feet on the back of the chair infront
on her and than leaned back taking a small bite of her pretzel
and awaiting he movies beginning as the previews started to
roll.
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Post by wowposter on Sept 10, 2008 18:17:11 GMT -5
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