Oh no! INDECISION!

[rainbowarch]

Who: Cielo and other patrons of cinema
When: Evening
Where: Some video store that most likely has a bad fish pun for a name
Style: Your choice
Status: Open

[A friend once introduced Cielo to movies. And now that there was a television in the Embryon Base, he was going to make use of it and get one to watch.

Except there's a problem.

How does he know which one to choose!?

The shelves are lined with countless titles! Help the very confused looking digital devil out and give him some recommendations!]

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[420]

[He comes to stand next to him, watching his fish as well.]

What's a tribe?

[rainbowarch]

A tribe is...

[Well...back in the Junkyard, your tribe was the group you belonged to. The color you wore. Your allies.]

A tribe is a group of people who live together and care about each other.

[420]

[Oh! He gets it now.]

I got ya. Like family, yeah?

[rainbowarch]

Ja, like a family. We're not related, though.

[At least...he doesn't think so.]

[420]

[Well, in a way they were all born from Sera's mind...]

Ain't about shit up and like that. It be about what all be in here at, you get.

[He thumps his chest over his heart.]

You feelin' that miracle up in there at and you know it isn't being about blood none.

[rainbowarch]

[He watches Gamzee thump his chest. Feel it...there?]

Why there?

[That's where the heart is, right?]

[420]

[He blinks.]

Cause your pump be where your feelin' all go at, right? Like, if some shit all gets it happen on to you, you fuckin' feel it right up in there, you get? All the good and the bad shit.

[rainbowarch]

[It's where his feelings go? He didn't know that! Cielo only knew the heart as the organ that pumps blood throughout one's body.

So what was it like when he didn't have emotions? Was his heart only doing half the things it was supposed to?

It's strange to think about, so he gives up.]

So you have the movie here?

[420]

Yeah, gimme a minute.

[Gamzee pulls away from the fish tank to amble over to their TV set and the huge pile of DVDs next to it. He digs through them for a moment, muttering a soft 'whoops' under his breath when he knocks part of the tower over, before he extracts one movie, carrying it back to Cielo and holding it up.]

Here ya go.

[rainbowarch]

[That's a very black and white cover. Except for the horns, of course. And the text looks terribly tiny to him. Even though he can't read it, he still squints a bit to make it out.]

Thanks a lot, bro.

[420]

No biggie. You just all get that shit back when you can be to be getting it back here.

[He could dream most of this movie by now anyway.]