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[pobrecisco]

[ Cisco sits back from turning the video feed on, his garage/workshop visible in the background, and goes back to fiddling with a project on his workbench while he talks. ]

So, what kind of movies do you guys like? Back home, I mean. I know stuff is weird here and some movies don't exist, and they have stuff some of us don't have back home, so if there's any good universe-local movies I'm missing out on that only exist here, I could use some recs, too. Bonus points if there's any really good alternate universe versions of stuff I'd know from home. Negative points if it's propaganda crap, because there's enough of that on TV as it is.

[ He props up the thing he's working on to get at the bottom of it, and it looks like a projector. Wonder what that could be for! ]

Comments

[airshow]

Glad to see you're a man of taste and class.

[ And not yelling at me about terrorism? ]

But hey, I'll watch anything if it isn't boring. Classic Hollywood and sci-fi though, those are the best. And you can't go wrong with Star Trek marathons, but Wrath of Khan and Everyone Saves the Whales are objectively the best.

[pobrecisco]

[ He's figured out the alternate universes thing by now, Susan, jeez. Get with the times. But speaking of: ]

...Hang on, I'm genuinely upset that the alternate universe equivalent of a sociopath terrorist has basically the exact same taste in movies as I do.

[airshow]

Yeah, what's that say about you?

[pobrecisco]

That my taste in movies is so good, even total psychos have to admit it's perfect.

[airshow]

You wound me, nerdling. And here we were bonding over Space Jam.

[pobrecisco]

Fair enough, I'll backtrack for now, depending on your answer:

James T. Kirk, or Jean-Luc Picard?

[airshow]

Kathryn Janeway.

[pobrecisco]

...Dammit, my deep, deep love of Voyager means I have to accept that, too. Fine, Susan, we're good.

[airshow]

I'm genuinely touched that you're so fickle.

[pobrecisco]

One part fickle, one part devastating childhood crush on Seven of Nine, but two parts interested in this weird universe where the Trickster isn't a crusty old dude who should've given up on spandex before he even started.

[airshow]

Yeah, your universe sounds ultra crappy on account of how I'm not cool there, and I don't want to acknowledge any version of me who isn't ridiculously handsome even as a stripey flying grandpa.

[pobrecisco]

Wait, you fly? I'm pretty sure the one in my universe doesn't.

[airshow]

Yes I fly. Does anything cool happen where you're from?

[pobrecisco]

Lots of cool things happen where I'm from! Alternate you and his-slash-your psycho Mini-Me trying to destroy the city is decidedly not one of them.

[airshow]

Why would I wanna destroy the city? That's where I keep all my stuff! And uuuugh, don't talk about the twerp. I'll break into your house and barf on everything you own.

[pobrecisco]

What, not a fan of your biggest fan?

[airshow]

Gross.

[pobrecisco]

You guys teamed up, in my world.

[airshow]

So said Flashy. And I repeat: baaarf.

[pobrecisco]

Flashy? Seriously?

[airshow]

Flashy, Flasharoonie, Not-So-Big Red, whatever.

[pobrecisco]

Is that really the best you can come up with? Admittedly, Not-So-Big Red is kinda funny.

[airshow]

It's hilarious. Thank you.

[pobrecisco]

Kind of a mouthful, though.

[airshow]

Yeah, if you have a lazy mouth.