Vriska: Wonder why your Friends are SO DUMB
“Of course they look like shit.” Vriska said, rolling her eyes. “I ain’t spending my time putting together a good cosplay for your first time. It’d be a waste if you end up hating this and you’re dumb if you do.”
She handed John the Nic Cage mask – she figured this way, she’d end up being Cage for longer. Seriously, being John Travolta was not a thing she particularly wanted to do. But if it could get somebody else into role-playing, it was so worth it – as she walked inside and plopped herself on the edge of John’s bed.
“So did you want to stick to canon or what?”
“Okay, so. I’m wanted civil freelance terrorist Castor Troy, and you’re FBI Special Agent in Charge Sean Archer, right? Sweet, I get to be the criminal.” He put on the mask, laughing as he caught a glimpse of himself in the bedroom mirror. They were going to look like such idiots, hehe.
John actually strongly doubted he was going to hate this. He’s played a bunch of pretend games based on movies as a kid, and this didn’t seem too different. Which made it even lamer, obviously, but still. It had an appeal. Roleplaying wasn’t so bad when it was about Nic Cage shooting people instead of like, elves casting spells and shit. The fantasy bullshit was nerdy. This was cool. So cool.
Man, who was he even kidding?
“Wait, wait, Vriska. ‘Canon’? What does that mean? There aren’t any cannons in Face/Off, as far as I remember.” John would definitely remember if there had been. John remembered everything about that move. Everything. He’d seen it like, eight times. Haha, eight. Vriska would get a kick out of that.
Vriska grinned as she pulled the John Travolta mask down over her face. “Yes. Yes you do.”
She definitely wasn’t going to inform John that it meant he wouldn’t get to have Cage as his face-claim most of the time until it was too late for him to switch back. That would just be a dumb move on her part. One does not reveal their plans until they’re finished – something, she’d noted, that movie and TV villains were generally shit at doing.
She really, really hoped this would get John into roleplaying and oh god, how did he not know what the term canon meant? She tried, and failed, not to facepalm herself. Why did her friends have to be so duuuuuuuumb? She thought that everyone knew that term, but apparently not. How the hell was she even supposed to explain it????????
“Joooooooohn, I cannot beliiiiiiiieve I have to explain this to you! Canon with one ‘N’ is like, the official part of a story’s plot, so things like roleplays and whatever aren’t always considred canon and don’t always follow it.”
She sighed.
“In other words, did you want to stick to the plot of the movie or not? Jeeeeeeeez.”
