I put together a few Lights, Camera, Sing Your Sins thoughts! Details about characters, filming, reactions, etc. I doubt I'll get the chance to smoothly work some of them into the drabbles, but I still wanted to share them :)
Post-T1 thoughts:
The first few days out of the prison are really weird and awkward – the prisoners got too deep in the immersion and are slowly remembering what’s real and talking some things out. Before these major emotions can wear off, they’re pulled aside by various writers and teams to make a plan for the next trial. They meet up with deco*27 himself and the songwriting begins
They each have a private bedroom in the facility. The first night, they’re all super excited to not be sleeping in those uncomfortable cells, and then immediately feel really closed off to the others. For some it remains a good thing – Yuno is glad for the isolation, Fuuta’s paranoia about judgment is eased, etc. Still, it’s strange to be separated from the people they’ve been side-by-side with for a year and a half, 24/7. Many of them end up sleeping on the floor of one another’s room or leaving their doors wide open.
Jackalope is using long distance tech to project his voice into the prison, but the animal in the prison is just a well-trained pet with some hardcore costuming. Freed from its little uniform, the rabbit gets lots of pets and pampering from the prisoners.
They aren’t allowed to leave and visitors must be for filming purposes only, but each prisoner is allowed a phone call (“hey, just like a real prison!” Jackalope laughs). Haruka calls his sister, and so does Fuuta. They stay on the phone for a really long time. Yuno calls her parents, making sure to say hi to Yura. Muu calls her parents too, and cries hearing their voices. Shidou calls his family; being separated from them for so long only confirms his near-miss intentions. Mahiru realizes too late she should have called her family – instead, fresh off the guilty verdict, she calls her ex to apologize profusely. Kazui considers a few people he could call, but doesn’t take Jackalope up on the offer right away. Later in the hiatus he calls his childhood friend just to say hi; he doesn’t mention any of the experiment stuff going on. Amane wanted to call her father, but she doesn’t want to break the news that she’s not doing a good job because of her verdict. She waits until she knows he’ll be out per his usual schedule, and leaves a brief and formal message on the machine. Mikoto calls his mom and sister, asking about how everyone’s doing (and largely avoiding talking about himself). Kotoko calls her family, surprised at how emotional she gets hearing their voices.
Jackalope makes the mistake of mentioning updated guilty uniforms in front of the prisoners. Fashion expert Mahiru, designer Mikoto, and just simply nosy Yuno and Muu track down the costuming team to “help.” Though there’s not a ton of alterations to be made, they enjoy being a part of the process. They end up sticking around and chatting about mv outfits. Mahiru enjoys everyone’s choices and fittings, and promises Amane they’ll go shopping someday and have a proper dress fitting. She asks if Es is going to get a new uniform as well. When told no, she vows she’ll take them shopping as well.
Though not allowed to leave, they’re at least allowed to step outside in designated areas. They enjoy the sun and rain and stars. The smoking group is excited to meet outside. Mikoto makes sure to hang out with them a bit extra seeing as he’s going to leave the group a bit come T2.
I wrote the drabbles as individual scenes since it was nice to give each prisoner their own time like that, but logically some filming would be overlapped a bit. Jackalope would still want to direct everything as best he could, but there may be multiple scenes filming at once. I just really liked the idea of the mixing of props and costumes. They yell “cut!” as Bee Muu takes a shortcut through the Backdraft set. Yuno accidentally leaves her pink-glasses rabbit in one of the AKAA chairs and Haruka laughs in the middle of a take as he moves it out of frame. Amane is on a quick break from her scene and Mikoto shows her around the train still in full marching band getup. (I just realized these were all back to back videos, but I think any and all can overlap lol)
Shidou is still the one to administer Mahiru and Fuuta’s bandages. Even though it’s fake, he wants it a) to be his real handiwork and b) to be accurate, given the disaster of Throw Down. He’s excited to share his knowledge and explain exactly how each of their imagined injuries would affect them, telling them the proper way to act. Mahiru listens intently, all but taking notes, while Fuuta is bored to death of his doctor-jargon ramble.
Back pre-T1, Jackalope started off telling the prisoners they can choose their song titles (just for organization's sake, Es won’t see them) but he ends up taking over because their titles are really, really bad. It’s a mix of those really long sentence-style titles and cool words/phrases that have absolutely nothing to do with the song itself. Jackalope goes through the files renaming “The Sweet Whispers of A Lost Love,” “Fuck You,” “They say three strikes and you’re out but clearly they’ve never met me before” and “Kotokos_song.mp3”. By the time they start filming second trial videos, it doesn’t phase him to open up files titled “Elegy to a Broken Heart,” “I checked the train schedule five times and still missed my stop,” “I Can’t Be Normal,” and “Kotokos_song(1).mp3”.
And some post-T2 thoughts:
The verdicts are both easier and harder to handle this time around. This is the second break from the immersion, and it’s easier to separate reality from experiment. However, the videos and interrogations this time around were a lot more raw, so there’s an extra sting of betrayal to them. Es got to look deep – much deeper than most – and still chose not to forgive.
Haruka isn’t really worried about death or harm from the verdict, but he does feel betrayed that Es would throw his life away like that. Muu doesn’t fear the consequences, but is saddened that once again she made someone like her only to turn against her when they saw her true self. The t1 guilties have a little meetup where they breathe a collective sigh of relief and congratulate one another on making it through. Fuuta just kind of sinks in relief, while Mikoto is giving out high-fives. Then they make a beeline for the current guilties to see how they can help.
Mahiru and Mikoto were always helpful to the others, but Fuuta surprises everyone by constantly checking in with the guilty prisoners. He remembers how much the verdict sucked and wants to try and help/prepare them as much as he can.
Red appears every once and a while to force people to take breaks when filming gets very involved/tiring. While Blue is pretty chill and cheery about everyone staying hydrated and getting good sleep, Red is a bit more serious with his approach.
I think with another innocent verdict and seeing everyone 'behind the scenes,' Kazui would finally, finally start opening up to people. I like to think, as Yuno starts filming another video about very comfortable with her sexuality, he approaches her first with the topic.
When given the chance to make phone calls, most of the prisoners choose the same people as before. Haruka doesn’t want to call anyone at first, but is glad when Muu forces him to call his sister. He’s by her side when she calls her parents. Mahiru remembers to call her parents first, telling them to pass along her well wishes to others. She got the verdict she was hoping for, but Amane can’t bring herself to call home.
The upcoming videos will likely be even more intense, but that just makes everyone band together more. They give each other confidence. They work extra hard to get silly goofy when it’s in good taste.
Has the thing been done yet?! Please tell me the thing hasn’t been done yet!! If the thing has been done… well… here, have another. [FF.Net link]
@bleebug said:
“Imagine Henry trying to explain internet memes to Killian.”
Ever since I stumbled upon this, I’ve been cracking myself up with the mental imagery. But since seeing @bleebug in a bit of a funk, I figured I would try my hand at doing this as a prompt in the hopes that it would cheer you up, even if for only a moment. It might not be the “face journey” you were looking for, but I hope it helps.
[Part 2] is a continuation piece if interested
Can You Not Be ‘That’ Dad!
Words: 1477
Rating: pg-13 to be safe, but mostly fluffy
Summary: “Imagine Henry trying to explain internet memes to Killian” “Or in which Henry comes to regret his decision, tenfold.” with an added bonus of Wish Hook at the end.
The tap, tap, tapping of thumbs against a glass screen and the occasional snicker filtering into his ears from the living room, drew Killian’s curiosity as he halted his laundry folding and moved to investigate.
Sprawled out on the sofa, with one leg thrown over the back, sat Henry with his talking phone (”Cellphone, babe. It’s a cellphone. Or you can just call it a ‘phone’.” he can hear Emma correcting in his mind) glued to his hand. With a tilt of his head as the lad chortled once more, he cleared his throat loudly and bit back the grin as he watched the distracted teenager jump back into the world of awareness.
“What’s got you so amused, my boy?”
“Uh…” Henry muttered unintelligibly as he moved to sit up. “I… don’t really know how to explain it to you.” At Killian’s raised brow, Henry rolled his eyes. “It’s not that I don’t want to explain it to you, I just don’t know how to get you to understand. I mean come on, dad; it’s been almost three years since we gave you a smart phone and you still call it ‘the talking phone’ or the TV ‘the moving picture box’.”
“Why don’t you try me?” Killian challenged as he sat down next to the sixteen year old.
They squinted at each other for only a moment, with Henry weighing the pros and cons to the situation, before finally sighing and handing over the phone.
“Sorry lad, I think I hit something.” Killian stated sheepishly as the image disappeared to be replaced with something new. “What’s ‘big mood’?” he asked curiously just as Henry snatched it back.
“No, that wasn’t the picture I wanted to show you.” Henry grumbled as he swiped his finger across the screen to get the right picture back, “I’ll try my best to explain memes to you, but I’m not explaining that.” at the suggestive waggle of Killian’s eyebrows, Henry deadpanned. “No, not that either. Get your head out of the gutter, dad.”
When the phone was returned, Killian took it and stared at the side by side picture in confusion, not quite understanding what it was he was supposed to be looking at. He vaguely recognized the first image, the familiar red and white ball at the bottom similar to the one in the game Henry had been playing a while ago. What had he called it, ‘Pockie Go’ or had it been ‘Poke Go’? Whatever the blasted thing was, it was in the photo, with the rest of the image containing a black boot with a purple cartoon snake at the opening. In the second image (that was equally as confusing to him) was a cartoon man with a yellow checkered shirt.
“First, what am I looking at?” he questioned with a raised brow as he turned the screen to show Henry. “Second, what’s a meme?”
“That,” Henry started as he pointed to the picture. “Is a meme. It’s the classic ‘There’s a snake in my boot’ from the Toy Story movie.”
Killian tried desperately to school his features as he hummed and nodded, not at all getting it but not wanting to give the lad a reason to prove his earlier point.
But Henry knew the man better than that as he snorted and asked. “I thought mom made you watch the Toy Story with her? It was one of her favorites of the Pixar movies… well that and Monsters Inc.”
“I’m afraid we’re still working our way through the list of movies and TV shows you two insisted I watch…” he stated with a shrug. “Why don’t we start with what a meme is, shall we?”
(***)
Henry was just making his way down the street to Granny’s, his phone in hand, as he tapped on Killian’s name and began typing out a message.
H: heading to the diner to pick up something before we go sailing, what do you want?
He was just making his way up the steps when his phone dinged a response. Pushing through the door and making his way to the counter, he opened the text and snorted at the picture of a meowing kitten with the caption “If I can’t haz cheezeburger, I settlz forz a toona sammich” in bold white lettering.
H: good one dad, you’re getting the hang of it.
(***)
“Henry, you mind explaining why I just got ‘Rick Rolled’ by a centuries old pirate?” David grumbled at him the moment he entered the farm house.
Henry braced himself as Neal barreled into him, scooping his excited three-year-old uncle up into his arms and snorting at the disgruntled expression on his grandfather’s face and the overly amused one from his grandmother.
“Not a clue.” He stated innocently, putting the best poker face he could manage as he kissed his grandma’s cheek in greeting.
“Why do I find that hard to believe?” he grumbled again.
“Alright, Charming, this is our date night. Don’t ruin it by interrogating our grandson who was kind enough to babysit tonight.”
It was as they were getting ready to leave, that his grandfather’s phone dinged, and he watched in amusement as his pirate step-father trolled David once again.
“Henry, get him to stop!”
“Charming, it’s not his fault you keep falling for it!”
(***)
At first, Henry had found the whole thing hilarious. He had been extremely impressed with how well the pirate grasped the concept of memes, and he found it entirely too funny to stop him from taking it up a notch farther and trolling Regina, Zelena or David every chance the man got. Even Emma encouraged it as often as possible; her and Snow finding the whole thing equally as amusing as he did.
But that had been before his dad decided to turn the trolling onto him, often sending him lewd memes while out on a date with Violet, to the point he often had to break the rule and turn the bloody thing off for how much it buzzed in his back pocket.
Killian was turning into ‘that’ kind of dad; the one toeing the line and dipping into the wrong side of embarrassing.
His phone dinged, he groaned, and his mother laughed.
“You gonna look at that?”
He lifted his head up to mildly glare at her, before burying his face once more into the crook of his arm; griping all the while. “No, no I am not gonna look at it. You two are the worst!”
(***)
The bar his adoptive mother had owned for the better part of the year was filled to the brim with people as they celebrated the breaking of the curse. Henry had his wife and daughter back, Killian ‘Rogers’ Jones had Alice back, and Drizella’s and Gothel’s plans had once again been thwarted.
He happily sat back with his beer and watched as Ella and Lucy mingled with the others; watched the easy smiles between his mother and the man he had come to view as his step-father’s twin; only to grow curious as to what the two were looking at on the screen of Rogers’ cell.
The violent buzzing at his thigh, halted his curiosity as he moved his own phone out of his pocket, his curiosity turning to suspicion when he saw he had a text from Rogers. He eyed them from across the crowded room, both pointedly ignoring him as they talked to Alice and Tiana at the bar.
Bracing himself, he opened the text.
R: Your mother saw this and we agreed that it reminded us of you.
He opened the Youtube link, the title of the video seeming innocent enough until the familiar song and video began to play.
“Seriously!” he asked with exasperation the moment he stalked over to their crowded corner of the counter. “No one uses the ‘Rick Roll’ anymore.”
“Still got you, didn’t it?” Rogers stated simply.
“No,” he pointed his finger up at him and shook his head. “I got enough of this from dad back at home, do not start this too.”
“Whatever do you mean?” Rogers asked innocently.
“No.” he repeated with a glare of conviction. “I’m not doing this.”
“Speaking of my other half, mind giving me his number?”
“So you two can conspire against me? No.”
As Henry walked off in search of Ella and Lucy with Rogers following behind him; Tiana and Alice glanced curiously to see Regina texting on her phone with a wide, wicked, grin.
“Who are you talking to?” Alice questioned.
Regina snorted at the response of her text and placed the device back in her pocket as she replied. “Just giving Captain Guyliner in Storybrooke his twin’s number.” Refilling their glasses and clinking them together in cheers; she stated. “Just sit back, girls, and enjoy a little something I call ‘well deserved payback’.”
I just finally decided to take a second to actually notice how many girls around me are wearing leggings as pants right now and honestly I am sitting here rn and have not seen a girl yet who is NOT wearing them, unless it's the small case where she's wearing yoga pants instead. When did this become the norm, leggings as pants
Like why do girls do that, is it cause leggings make our butts look gr8, or cause black goes with everything, or cause they're as comfy as sweat pants but make it look like you put a liiiiittle more effort into your day
