Players: Cale, Tara, Nicholas and Nigel
Summary: Kaylee and Wildcard meet for the 'first' time; Nick is stunned to find out that Kaylee doesn't know what Tombstone is. Tara finds out about Cale being Kaylee.
Date: June 16, 2012
Log Title: Yaoi Isn't Porn!
Rating: PG
Xavier Mansion - Recreation Room
What was once the Parlor has been turned into a Recreation Room for the students. A nice plush carpet meets the light blue walls giving it a homey feel. A pool table at one end, a foos ball table at the other, and entertainment center with video game systems, movies, and of course, cable TV. Big comfy chairs and couches surround a coffee table for comfortable loafing. Long glass windows with a pair of French doors line one side of the room bringing in plenty of light during the day. The main rule in here is to clean up after yourself.
A quiet evening in the Recreation Room, at least it was… a large cartoonish door appears in the ceiling and an odd echoing can be heard on the other side as though someone was.. falling? The door pops open suddenly and the toonish form of Wildcard plummets through it to land on the floor with bone-jarring force, the impact flattening him out in typical cartoon fashion. "aaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHH!" *WHAMMO*
Kaylee blinks, letting out a high pitched squeak of surprise as Nigel lands somewhere near her in the room. She is, well, not quite sure what's happening. Of course, Nigel might be slightly confused too, because a few days ago Kaylee went by Cale; of course, 'she' still looks similar but… dressed in a long green skirt and a blue MLP t-shirt, she doesn't exactly look like a boy.
The door slams shut and blinks out of existance. One flat hand peels itself off the floor to grab himself by the head and lift it up. "Watch that first step, it's a DOOZY! HA!" He sticks his thumb in his mouth and blows hard, his body popping back into 3 dimensions as he hops to his feet. "Good evening Xaviers!" Nigel has yet to really meet Cale or Kaylee enough to know the difference, so neither does his alter-ego Wildcard.
"You … okay? Cartoon-guy?" Kaylee blinks, brushing her bangs out of her eyes and peering at him. "I mean…" she glances up at the ceiling, which by now probably back to normal. "Is this for real? I didn't fall asleep again or drink some bad milk did I?"
Nigel turns as he hears Kaylee speak and smiles, showing off those unnaturally white Teeth. "Ah no you are not dreaming, unless mabye I'm dreaming your dreaming. But if that's the case why would I dream that your dreaming that I'm here? Unless of course you are dreaming but then why would I be here since I don't remember either of us meeting before.." His eyes cross and there's a 'cuckoo' sound a few times. "Yup that did it.. my brain broke."
"Waaah! Too much," Kaylee shakes her head, ponytail bobbing back and forth. "You… gotta explain this to me, or something. How can you just be a cartoon? Can you change it? Can you be an anime character instead?" Because anime is /so much cooler./
Nigel is in his Transformed Wildcard state talking with Kaylee. When she mention anime he gets a rather deadpan look on his face. "Oh sure, lemme just turned into some oversexed 2-dimensional perv-bait swinging a sword the size of a surfboard. Then mabye I can run my own head through a woodchipper! Anime.. oy.. Only thing that ever came out of Japan worth a damn was Dragonball and Godzilla. Sorry but I am 90% Pure good-old american.. and some european.. classic animation. ACME all the way baby!" He strikes a pose, only to have an Anvil drop out of nowhere and flatten his skull. "Ow…" his head stretchs and collapses a few times with an acordian sound.
Nigel thinks a moment "Oh and Transformers.."
Not really wanting to deal with people for most of the day, Nick has spent a good part of it outside with Orion. Now that he's showered and dressed in comfortable clothes of jeans and a plain white t-shirt, he's decided to come into the rec room to see what movies there are to watch. Upon stepping in he instantly sees the anvil drop on Nigel's head and stops in his tracks. "So…uh..what's up?"
"Bleh!" Kaylee shakes her head again, "What a load of crap! Anime is great. I guess American cartoons are pretty good too though. They're making some better ones now…" she trails off, shaking her head. "Anyway? Who are you? I'm Kaylee," she introduces herself; a momentous occasion, all things considered…
Wildcard's head spins completely around to face Nicholas as he enters "Hey there! Just a little getting to know you time." His head makes another rotation to face Kaylee again "Nice to meet you, they call me Wildcard. You might have met my other half Nigel at some point, but he's catching a few Zs so I get to come out for a bit." That grin returns, those large white teeth like two pianos facing each other.
"Yeah, I've met both of you, well seen both of you." Nicholas says to Wildcard not quite forgetting the Christmas incident. "Hey Cale…Kaylee." He's still getting used to it. "There are good American cartoons. Family Guy, American Dad, Avatar the Last Airbender, Spongebob, those are all great." He says walking over to start looking through the DVDs. "Is the television in use?"
"Nah, go ahead, I was just lookin' at some websites…" Kaylee nods at Nick, "Yeah those are fine! I'm surprised, I mean, you watch Avatar?" she blinks at Nicholas rattles off a good long list of shows. She also doesn't seem to mind him getting the name wrong much at all; it makes her smile just a tiny bit.
Wildcard chuckles "Yeah some good ones these days, but you gotta love the classics." He hops the couch and lands in the siting postion. "Naw not using the tube right now, fire that baby up let's see if somthing worth watching is on. I got about…" He pulls up the sleeve of his jakcet showing a half-dozen watchs and a cuckoo clock. "Oh an hour and a half left."
"I grew up in Avatar, I mean I was ten when it came out so I remember watching it a lot as a kid. I used to watch a lot of SpongeBob and Avatar at that age." Nicholas says as he looks through the movies. "Nickelodeon was awesome, and not to mention it also goes by my name, Nick." He says with a grin before not selecting one and sitting on the couch. "I should have brought down Tombstone, let's see what's on." And he begins to flip through the channels, ever so often casting a weary glance at Wildcard.
"Tombstone?" Kaylee blinks, "What's that?" she raises an eyebrow, drawing one foot up onto the couch and playing with the hem of her skirt absently. "Is that like a horror movie?" she wonders… "I don't… really like horror movies very much. At all."
Wildcard catchs Nick during one of his glances and turns his grin towards him. "Yeeeeeeeesssssss?" He looks to Kaylee "I think he means the Western."
"Seriously? You've never heard of Tombstone." Nicholas says. "It's a Western about Wyatt Earp, Kurt Russell, Val Kilmer, it's a great movie. Val Kilmer has some of the best lines in that movie. It's probably one of my favourites but then I love Westerns." He continues to flip through channels eventually settling on the new Star Trek movies. "I'll have to show it to you sometime." He then looks at Wildcard. "I'm just waiting for you to do something…Wildcard. You have me nervous."
Nigel shrugs "Well if you insist." His head spins around fast enough that it's little more than a blur and he cackles madly "Ahahahahahahahaaaa!!" Everything then screechs to a halt and he looks to Nicholas again "Better? I have some explosives if you need somthing more dynamic."
"Oh, you mean like, the shootout at the OK Corral?" Kaylee asks, looking slightly bewildered but getting it. "I dunno. I guess I never watched a lot of real movies before…" she stares at Nigel, er, Wildcard for a moment. "Well, he /did/ fall through the ceiling, somehow," she looks back up there for traces of a trap door. "I still don't quite believe it… for some reason… I guess that's Xavier's for you, though," she grins.
"Sure, that's better." Nicholas says as he's heard the Wildcard stories and is just expecting a bucket of ice cold water filled with rainbow trout to be poured down his pants, or something equally absurd. "What do you mean by real movies? As opposed to fake ones?" He's not sure what he…she means by fake ones. "And really, I can move things with my mind, you can turn colours, this guy here is…whatever Wildcard is and everything else and you can't believe something here?"
"No, but, but," Kaylee stammers, "There was a trap door in the roof, and he fell through it, and then was like Wiley Coyote all over the floor," she tries to explain to Nick, before giving up, shoulders slumping. "You're right. I mean. Anyway. No, I meant like, live action movies…" she murmurs, "I haven't even seen the new Star Wars movies, I guess. We just. Never got around to it. My mom was sorta worried I was too young when they came out and…"
Nigel backflips off the couch and lands beside it. Spinning around a moment he turns into a parody of Professor McCoy.. except his fur is green. Reaching into a pocket of his labcoat he pulls out a large chalkboard with a *pop* and sets it on the floor, taking a piece of chalk he begins writing out meaningless math equasions while doing an impresonation of the Professor. "The being know as "Wildcard" is in fact made entirely of a state of matter in constant flux originally discovered by Reed Richards of the Fantastic Four, a state of matter he dubbed "Unstable Molecules". Now this transformation imbues the Wildcard state with a superior level of invulnerability, the ability to manifest solid matter for a short time, and in some cases a form of Short-range teleportation that involved a split-second discorporation of his entire atomic structure, and the transfer of those atoms at near the speed of light to another point where it's then reconstructed. Other powers are possible but unknown at this time." He then stuffs the chalkboard back into his pocket, returns to 'normal', and hops back onto the couch.
"Okay, we're definitely rectifying that Kaylee. Star Wars, even if the new ones aren't as good, are my favourite movies of all time." Nicholas is a total Star Wars geek, well mainly in regards to the movies and video games. "I think you'd really like the Clone Wars cartoon, it's good." Nicholas says, then after Nigel's display his brain is trying to process it. "Uhh..well..I'm just going to pretend that makes sense."
Wildcard rolls his eyes at Nicholas, his voice imitating Egon from the Ghostbusters movie "You never studied."
"Oh, I get it now. It's made out of the same kind of stuff that my Danger Room suit is made of," Kaylee nods. Nods. "So, it can change color when I do and that sorta thing. Oh and it doesn't get stuck to me like … well, everything sometimes does," she murmurs. "Anyway. That'd be cool. Any time you wanna watch stuff! I'm always up for watching things," the girl glances over at Wildcard, studying him for a moment. She is perched on the couch, feet wrapped up beneath her, wearing a blue MLP shirt and a green skirt. Nick is, well… somewhere. Probably near the DVDs rooting through them.
Nicholas is sitting on one of the couches with the remote in his hand as the television is playing the new Star Trek movie. "I don't study anything I don't need to, unless it's for an upcoming test, and then it's debatable." Nicholas says as he really doesn't like to study. "If you're ever up late and find me not sleeping which is all to often, we can watch a movie or something. I find watching movies is sometimes the best way to try to get back to sleep, takes my mind off of…well everything."
Well, somebody's certainly happy with herself. Tara come strutting into the Rec Room holding a yellow plastic bag in one hand, singing a little made up song to herself, o/‘ Who’s got the new Yaoi? I've got the new Yaoi! Who's gonna watch cute boys? Me, me, me! o/` She stops in her tracks when her Awesome sense picks up that there are actually other people in the Rec Room and her cheeks blush with color. "Ahem. Hey guys."
Wildcard nods to Kaylee and a bell sounds. "You are correct!" He begins to say somthing else when Tara comes in with the anime "Ah hell.. not another one. Ok I'm out.. the taste level in the room just tanked. Mabye I can play with the Danger Room before I run out of Juice." He hops off the couch and reaching into one sleeve pulls out a large black disk. Tossing it on the floor he jumps down into it and disappears. One hand pokes out of the hole to grab the edge of it and pull it into itself, vanishing with a *pop*.
Kaylee just kind of blinks at Tara, face also somewhat red but perhaps not as red as Yaoi Girl over there. "Uh, hi!" she greets brightly, grinning slightly as she looks back and forth between Tara and Nick and… well… whatever it was that Wildcard just did. "I get it now, but I don't think I'll get used to that for a while…" she looks back to Nick, "But then…"
"Later….Wild..card." Nicholas says as Nigel vanishes mid sentence. "Anyway…hello Tara." He says as the girl comes walking in and he's so glad that he doesn't know what yaoi is, he just doesn't know he's glad he doesn't know what it is. "I've stopped trying to understand things and just trying to more accept them. Makes my brain hurt less."
If she hadn't already stopped short from embarrassing herself, Wildcard's disappearing trick would certainly have done the trick. "What the hell…?" she asks, since to her, it seems that he just jumped into a hole in the floor. Shaking her head she moves over to the couch and flops lazily into it. "Yeah. I know what you mean. Helps to be all zen about things around here." She tilts her head a bit and the air pressure in the room increases slightly for second or two. "Speaking of which, why are you wearing a dress, Cale?"
Kaylee gets a little redder, clearing her throat and speaking up a little. "Um, actually, it's, uh, Kaylee now," notes the teen, maybe hoping that'll be enough of an explanation. Still, Tara is probably the last person she knows to find out and it's easier now than it was with the first… "And, because I like it. I don't want to be a guy. I never did."
"How can you even tell he..she's wearing a dress when you're blind?" Nicholas asks Tara seeming completely flabbergasted by the concept and the topic of Cale being Kaylee is one of those things Nick prefers 'not to think about'. "Well I think I'm gonna head upstairs and attempt to get maybe a few hours of sleep. You two take care." Nicholas says as he hands the remote control to Cale and goes to head out.
Tara says, "Well," starts Tara slowly, drawing out the word. "I didn't want to be blind either, but you play with the hand you're dealt with." She shrugs at Nick and explains before he goes. "I've got Awesome Sense. Or, basically I kind of have TK vision that I can use to, not really 'see' but more or less 'feel' everything around me. It's kinda hard to explain.""
"Oh…" Kaylee rubs the back of her neck, chewing on her lip, "Do you… think it's not okay?" she glances towards the blind girl, chewing on the tip of her tongue nervously. "I mean. I'm not. Complaining, I guess? Things are what they are. I'm not /mad/ about it or anything. I just… Don't want to be that way anymore. That's all. So I'm going to change that. Somehow."
Tara makes a disgusted little face. "I think that it doesn't matter what the hell I think," she says. "Just because I think it's a little dumb to wish that you're something that you can't be, it doesn't mean that you should bend over backwards to win my approval. If that's how you really feel," she says, hopping up to stand on the couch and pump her fist in the air, "then you've got to stand up for yourself and shout, 'Dammit, I'm a girl inside and I'll gut-punch anybody who says otherwise!'"
"You… want me to gut punch you?" Kaylee rubs her chin thoughtfully, "I mean. I could do that! But. You're right. It's just, you're my friend, so I DO care what you think! It's okay to worry that maybe you wouldn't want to be friends if I said that, right? I mean, /afterwards,/ then I can not care what you think, but I care what my friends think!" she folds her arms across her chest, sticking out her tongue a little. "And I don't care if you think that's stupid!!!"
Tara puts her hands on her hips in a classic superhero pose. "You could try, my friend, but I've got abs of steel." When Kaylee sticks up for herself Tara grins with approval. "There you go! That doesn't change the fact that it's still dumb, though." She flops back down into the sofa, making the springs squeak in protest. "Still. I bet you look awfully cute in that dress. You always had a girly figure."
Kaylee blushes, which Tara can't see, "Thanks! 'n, people kept mistaking me for a girl anyway, so I didn't think it would be that hard to… you know… pass. I haven't had any trouble so far! I mean, well. There's Nick. But Nick's not trouble. I think it just weirds him out a little…" she trails off, "But he's from the country, so, I guess that's understandable. Everyone else's been pretty cool. Even Quenton." In his own way. "Anyway. What else is new?"
Tara thrusts the yellow plastic bag out at Kaylee triumphantly. "Yaoi!" she all but shouts. "New series just came in. 'Betrayal Knows My Name.' It's about an empath with a mysterious past, going to high school. Sounds awesome. Want to watch it with me?"
Kaylee smiles a little, face flushing a bright red, "I. Um. Is that okay? Really?" she considers for a moment. "Wait, you w… oh, that's right. You told me you know Japanese before. Well, I guess, I mean. Maybe we could watch it. If you wanted?" she offers, "I don't think I've ever watched… something like that… with another person, before."
Tara makes a face. "Geez. Why does everybody think all Yaoi is porn?" With a shake of her head, she pulls the DVD boxes out of the bag. "Besides. This one sounds more Inuyasha like than tentacle rape. Think… Idunno… Bleach but where all the cute guys are into each other instead of the girls."
"Ohh! But… Inuyasha was pretty much all about off-camera tentacle rape. I mean, you know it was. Like, Naraku with all those demon tentacles and stuff and…" Kaylee trails off, glancing down at the ground. "ANYWAY. I totally didn't know that. I've only. I mean. Seen. Erm. Anyway, we can totally watch it, then. That's cool."
Tara's eyebrow slowly creeps into her hairline as Kaylee rambles on. "Sweet. But first I need your help." She digs into the bag and pulls out what looks like a label maker, and hands the DVD boxes over to her. "I think they got out of order here. I need you to hand me to them, in order, and tell me how many episodes are on each so I can label them."
"Er, alright!" Kaylee nods, ""Episodic order?" she asks tentatively, taking the DVDs from Tara and shuffling them around until the backs line up together. She peers at them, trying to make out a picture, or anything, which is common on DVD sets of course.
"Yeah," says Tara with a nod. "That way I can put which episodes are in which box, just in case I want to back and rewatch something." She flips a little switch on the edge of the label maker, which then makes a happy little beep. She then runs her fingers across the tiny keyboard until she finds the home keys and starts typing out the name, the label maker tinnily spelling out each letter as she pushes it. The boxed set, of course, has a picture of two rather effeminate looking guys, looking all stern and serious.
"Okay, this one has episodes one through four on it," Kaylee hands her the disc, "This one's five through nine," she hands over another disc next to that one, "This one's… Ten through fitteen," she pauses, "Sixteen through twenty," and "Twenty-one through twenty-four," nods the lizard boy… er, girl? "And that should be it."
Tara scowls, "Slow down, I can't type that fast on this thing." She does her best to keep up, but the speed in which the little label maker actually makes the braille labels is pathetic to say the least. However, with each label made, she carefully peels off the protective paper and sticks it along the spine of each case, covering up the cool artwork that's on it.
"Okay… okay…" Kaylee whimpers, "Well, I mean. Aw, you're covering up the cool part. Oh well. I mean, I guess it's not like, it matters that much…" she picks up one of the finished DVDs, peering at it. "Anyway. You're on the fourth one, there," she nudges it over towards Tara, "Sixteen through twenty."
"Cool part?" asks Tara, sticking the appropriate label on said fourth cover. She runs a finger across it's spine checking to make sure the braille makes sense. "What cool part?"
"Well, if you look at the spines all lined up across the back of the DVDs, it makes a picture of the characters! You can't, you know, see it… if there's labels on it. But, I think, it makes sense to put it there, because if they're all on a shelf, there's no other way to feel it, right? Unless you want to pull each one out," babbles Kaylee, pausing. "But, still. It's a neat picture… Um… I wish I could show it to you."
Tara runs her finger along the spine of the fifth box as it's handed to her, listening to Kaylee describe what's there. "Hunh," she says with a bit of wonder. "I never knew that. Nobody told me about that before."
"Well, I guess nobody thought it was important…" Kaylee murmurs, "Well, I mean. I pirate a lot of stuff, 'cause I don't have money, and if I buy something it's a big deal, so I always take time to admire the box it came in, and keep it all nice looking. I guess. Actually, most of my stuff is still boxed up somewhere… I wonder if I'll see it again…" she does not seem /that/ concerned about it, because she did of course bring her computer with her. "Anyway," she gets up, wandering over to the TV, "Let's watch this stuff…"
