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[John lucked out. He didn't get hurt during the event, and the people he cared about who did were, at least, not on their last death. He's aware that's a pretty thin definition of "lucky", but, well. He's in a somewhat better place than some of the others around, so.

Maybe it's his job to cheer everybody up.]

hey guys!
so i thought we might be in the need of some entertainment.
just some cheesy, funny stuff.
like movies!
dumb ones and good ones but all funny ones and i am marathoning them all day so if you guys are up for it just head on over!
i have a sheet hung up and a projector and GHOSTBUSTERS i mean can you go wrong?
(i have other movies too. it is not just a ghostbusters after ghostbusters after ghostbusters marathon even if i have maybe done this once or twice.)
i made some popcorn and stuff too so just come for food if you want!
i don't care. let's just laugh for a while, okay?

[And with that he bounds off to get more stacks of DVDs and bags of popcorn ready.]

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Do you have anything other than dumb or funny films?

[It's an important question.]

uhh well.
what sort of stuff would you say counts as not dumb or funny?
because it's possible i do and it's something that i find funny that other people don't.........

[Like Plan 9, maybe. Or Titanic.]

Drama films. Depicting historical events and the like. Things like that.

Although, I am a fan of classical horror films so if you have anything like those, I would be ever so grateful.

oh man i could probably get something good for classical horror.
although i guess that depends on your definition of it.
have you ever heard of manos: hands of fate?

No, I have never heard of that film before.

I was thinking more along the lines of a something starring Bela Lugosi. Like Dracula? It's a black and white film.

would that be like...the bad kind of scary?
i mean.
after what happened?

It isn't real though. I'm not asking you to watch it with me.

Just something for my own use, yeah?

oh okay!
i mean i might watch it with you but uh
y'know i was thinking for this movie marathon, scary might be bad for some folks.
i sorta lucked out but not everyone did, so...

[Which, uh, maybe this person didn't either. So he should maybe not assume she's seeking out scary movies from a place of totally being okay. Hm.]

um, how'd you come out of it all?

So what? I'm not asking them to watch it with me either. My intentions for the film is for my own personal use.

[The kind of film she was referring to did not scare Bela. It was for pure entertainment value more than anything.]

I hid. Stayed in my room, barricaded my door and didn't come out until it was all over.

What did you do?

oh! ok, well, i'll see if i can get the closet to cooperate.
sometimes the more you want it the more it gives you something totally not right, it seems.

pretty much the same.
i think i saw him down the hall, once, but i sort of jumped out of a window.
so he didn't get me.

Thanks. All you can do is ask and see what you get. Don't worry if you can't get the film, I can work something out.

You could have killed yourself, especially if you were high up. Where did you land?

oh, i can fly.
sorry, i should've mentioned that part!
i was fine.

I think you should have.

So. What are you? Angel, demon? Something else?

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well, god tier.
but what i gleaned from castiel is that i should not say that means i am a god.
and nobody else seems to know what it means so uh.
just.
i was really high level in the game i was playing?
does that make sense to you at all.

Not really, but I will hazard a guess.

Whatever game you were playing somehow gave you the ability to fly. Maybe amongst other abilities?

Am I wrong? Please tell me if I'm wrong because it sounds stupid.

pretty much.
it's a little more complicated than that, but ultimately yeah, the game did it.
among other things.
oh, my other powers are windy powers. my friends got different ones.
it's based on your aspect and class.
which the game gives you too but it's based on who you are as a person.
sooo maybe ultimately the game just pulls out the ~magic already inside of you~.

I'll just take your word for it.

Although, I am curious about whether your powers are taken away during certain events. I know that it has happened to other people here who have abilities.

Is that the case for you?

_{[Movies. John has succeeded in intriguing at least one person with that word alone, so guess who's suddenly going to make an appearance in John's doorway once the text message goes up on the network.]}

You're familiar with movies.

_{[It's not really a question and not really a statement. He hasn't the slightest idea what "Ghostbusters" entails, but Peter can safely assume it has something to do with popular movies.]}

Do you know Peter Pan?

_{[His benefactor had said he didn't care and left a broad definition of what he might not care about. Showing up unannounced without a greeting seems fair within those limits.]}

[Whoa, that guy showed up so suddenly! Like a freaking shadow. John does his best to hide his surprise and follow what the guy's asking, frowning a bit.]

Uh, yeah! I mean, I've definitely seen it when I was a kid. You can fly, you can fly, et cetera, et cetera. Uh. Did you want to watch that one?

[Maybe it's got a soft spot for the guy? Because, uh. It's just. He seems a little old. Probably about John's age. So this sort of intensity is odd. Like, even John outgrew Con Air, so...hm.]

_{[Ah, yes, the boy in the doorway is certainly a fan, maybe even a cosplay freak from the way he dresses. It's Neverland or bust for this one. In fact, you'll never meet a bigger supporter of Peter Pan than Pan himself.]}

That would be... the Disney one? Yes? _{[He pulls away from the door jam to step inside, arms folded.]} That one's caught my attention.

Yeah! We can put it in. Actually, this movie's just about-- yep, there's the credits.

[John bounds over to the closet and pulls out a copy of Peter Pan on DVD. Then he switches the old movie out for a new one and, floating just a few inches above the floor, returns to the new boy's side.]

So you haven't seen this before, then? Did it not exist in your world?

_{[Peter is satisfied by this answer. Disney Peter Pan, his namesake... it's enough to warrant an investigation, and the worlds where these garbled fairy tales come from is not his own. Better to have someone else provide him with the information he seeks--this seems to him a perfect opportunity to do just that.

His eyes follow the other boy as John heads for the closet. He expects the curious case of retrieving the movie, but the shower of power... huh. That also gets his attention, and Peter looks on with renewed interest.}

You fly. Like Pan himself.

_{[His lips twitch in a knowing smile.]}

To answer your question, no. My interest is more of an... autobiographical nature.

[John snorts.] Uh, yeah. But it's not pixie dust that did it to me, I can tell you that much.

[Nope. He had to die to get his powers. Magical.

He tilts his head to one side at that answer, uncertain.] Uhh. I don't know what that means.

_{[Is that a crack against pixie dust's efficacy? He hopes not. One eyebrow arches high up on his forehead.]}

Well, pixie dust isn't for everyone.

_{[And just to clear up the mystery of his identity beyond a shadow of a doubt:]}

It means I am Peter Pan.

[...............................

John stares blankly. Well, not blankly. He's sort of vaguely smiling, the way he might when he senses his dad is about to prank him and he's waiting for the other shoe to drop. But nothing comes after that statement. He just. Is Peter Pan.

He's also really oddly okay with the idea of being fictional? Or maybe he thinks he's real and the stories are just, like, rumors, or-- well, yeah, okay, he gets that. But wanting to see the movie? That's--]

Are you sure?

[Wait, no, he didn't say the rest of that out loud. He shakes his head, clears his throat. Clarification needed.]

I mean, are you sure you want to watch the movie? It might be kind of...weird. For you. I mean, the cartoon makes you, like, a lot younger, I think.

[Luckily this is an old Disney movie and the credits at the beginning are still running. If Peter Pan (Peter Pan) changes his mind, John can still take the disc out, no harm done.]

_{[John is lucky he's not boring and that he catches himself before letting the connotation of that question stand. Peter's used to having the weight of his reputation--his true reputation--attached to his name in some circles. Being constantly questioned on his identity in this one tiny place gets old.

How does Pan prove he is who he says he is? By doing what Pan does best: playing very dangerous games. He's always up for a bit of sport, but then they'd have to run the whole gauntlet of figuring out John's skill set and tailoring something suited to challenging him on every moral level; it's a lot of work for an afternoon when he just wants to hear more about himself, not psychologically unravel someone else.]}

Cartoon? Is that the movie?

_{[Before anyone asks, Peter basically has been living under a rock--a rock that exists in a faraway land where they don't have cartoons. He needs assistance with the terminology.

Answering is far easier. Peter smiles, unperturbed.]}

Better younger than older. But it wouldn't be a very good likeness of me if Pan hasn't been around for a long time already. _{[The whole point of never aging is that he's older than he looks.]} I'm sure. If this is how most of you see me, I should understand it.

[John exhales, surprised at how relieved he is.]

Yeah, uh, cartoon just means it's made of drawings. You'll see.

[He scratches at his neck, glancing away. Peter seems cool with this, but. But he just. He's curious.]

It doesn't bother you to be...just a story to some people?

I suppose I will.

_{[And he's already glad he came. He's getting to see how interesting John is up close--interesting children are always a pleasure.

Taking this as invitation, Peter steps into the room and begins to look around, having no compunction about snooping. He answers without looking back, almost offhand in his demeanor.]}

People keep asking me similar questions. Shouldn't it be the other way around? Meeting someone you only believed to be part of a story is stranger for those people than it is for me to be... well, me. The stories change nothing about who I am. In fact, if you ask my opinion,having rumors spread about you is a bit flattering. _{[Turning to face John, his tone lifts questioningly.]} What about you? Tell me, is it weird for you, meeting me in person?

[John settles on a cushion in front of the screen, indicating that Peter can do the same if he wishes.]

Hmm. I guess I'm sort of used to it by now? I mean. Usually the people who show up here aren't so famous, though. Or, like, I know where they come from, but not them. So this is different, definitely.

I guess it's probably better to think of it as rumors. I keep thinking about how your hair "should" be red which is silly, since, y'know. You're the original, right?

And? Are you amazed to meet someone you thought wasn't real? Or are you a believer that every story has some truth to it?

_{[Only after a prolonged moment does Peter choose to come stand beside John's seat. Slowly, he folds his tall body down to sit cross-legged. Interesting set-up they have here, certainly...

He smiles at the other boy.]}

Right. Some rumors are true, some aren't.

_{[And red hair would clash so badly with a green tunic...]}

[John turns to watch the movie as it starts up, chewing his lip as he thinks over that question. He certainly enjoyed pretending movies were real. Getting caught up in the drama of Con Air made it more fun. But now that he's here and he's kept meeting people out of stories he'd deep down considered only to be stories...]

Is there a word for amazed-and-kind-of-freaked-out? Because. I think that's what fits.

I'm sure there is.

_{[Instead of watching John and keeping the television in the corner of his eye, he switches, putting John in the periphery of his vision instead. He continues to answer John's earlier question, amused.]}

There's no reason to at all to be bothered. Stories are told about the people who choose to make their own.

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