3rd Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Tony found himself run afoul of the 'televisions hate rich kids' curse that always hit Bruce when he watch television in a public place. Not that he knew that was probably the case, but still...

It was bad enough to distract him from trying to take the TV apart to just make it stop.

Megacroc vs Hypergator.

Only on the SyFy channel would such a monstrosity come about. "Oh, c'mon! I could make a better robot than that CGI!"

[[Open, of course]]

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[wwiii]

Warren was out and about the dorms today, looking for a distraction. He hadn't heard from Karla in a few days, and generally, when that happened, that meant that there was something up.

At least when something was up, he found out about it in due time. But the not knowing was making him antsy, and it was in a bit of a twitchy state that he wandered into the common room.

And stared.

And stared some more.

"What in the world is that."

It wasn't even a question. It was a flat-out what.

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"I don't even know!" Because there was nothing about this that was cinematic.

[wwiii]

"Are those supposed to be giant reptiles?" Warren had to check, because there wasn't much about them that looked like any crocodile or alligator that Warren had ever seen.

Not that he'd seen many of either, really.

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"Mega-reptiles," Tony corrected. "They're... mega."

[wwiii]

"They're certainly that," Warren allowed, stepping into the room and kind of staring in disbelief at what was on TV. "I think the question now is, mega-what?"

It was some pretty terrible CG, all right.

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"Why would you want to create monsters at all?" Elphaba asked on her way into the room. She already had an apple in one hand, so she had no excuse for wandering about. She had also decided she didn't need one and it was perfectly her right to wander if she wanted to. Which was exactly what she was doing.

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"It would be the principle of the matter." Tony paused for a moment, staring at her. "Wow, I've spent too much time working."

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"Principle to make monsters?" Elphaba said, not quite following. "I would think creating monsters would be exactly the unprincipled sort of thing to do. Regardless of how much time you spend working."

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"Well, they'd just be robots," Tony corrected. "Not monsters."

Which was different. He wasn't Hank Pym.

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"Oh," Elphaba said. "So they'd just be creatures, that would look different. That's not really a monster, unless you'd do monstrous things. Which I assume you don't do."

[wwiii]

"Who wants to create monsters?" Warren blinked up from his place in the kitchen, where he was working on getting some butter melted for popcorn. Not that he was expecting to enjoy the movie that was on TV or anything, but Tony doing battle with the television might almost be entertaining enough to warrant it, all on its own.

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"Perhaps I misheard something," Elphaba said. "I would hope no one is creating monsters. I think there's enough trouble that plagues this island from time to time as it is."

[wwiii]

"No kidding," Warren agreed, after turning a little smile toward Elphaba and nodding to his bag of popcorn. "I'm about to make some. I figure, if we're stuck with a really bad movie about giant reptiles on the TV, we might as well have popcorn to enjoy while we groan at it."

Possibly just to throw at it.

"Would you like some?"

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"I... is it just popped corn? With nothing added?" Elphaba asked, wanting to be sure. "I would have some, if so. Otherwise I'll have to respectfully decline."

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"Let me guess," Jack said taking a seat on a sofa. "Next week's preview of what's invading the island."

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"Bad CGI? I could handle that." Instead of being a freakin' pony.

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Jack snorted in amusement. "Ten bucks says we already got both creatures living in the sewers here. And by creatures I mean Tiffany and Debbie Gibson."

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"Who?" WAY TO BE OLD, JACK.

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Topher walked in upon hearing explosions. Then gaped, pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, and collapsed on the couch.

"What -- what -- why?!"

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"I don't even know!" Tony was still working on the TV. And making Mr. Rogers sigh at him by touching the school's equipment.

[dollpocalypse]

"I cannot abide this!" Topher was appalled. "The -- and the -- with the -- "

It was unacceptable!

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Well, at least they were in agreement there. "The CGI!"

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"I know," Jack said shaking his head in agreement. "You'd think that two former teen pop sensations could find better work."

[dollpocalypse]

Well...

"No," Topher said flatly. "You wouldn't."

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"Well, I'm sure the GAP is hiring someplace," Jack pointed out. "That has to pay better than channel that can't even spell their name right."

Careful, Jack. Don't bite the hand that feeds you.