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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Conaill" data-source="post: 641122" data-attributes="member: 1264">With the afterimages of 6itC2:HKB! still flashing in front of his eyes, Conaill slowly regains awareness of his surroundingsDamn projectionist! Keeps showing the movie in 5 minute installments...Connaill/Nemo decides to take out his anger on that rude usher that keeps making such a ruckus. He jumps up from his seat into the aisle, runs in between Lela and Tsunami (narrowly dodging a tubeful of chapstick in mid-air), pulls his scimitar and leaps at the usher from behind, intent to lop his head offAAAAAARGH!!! <clink>Conaill watches with consternation as the movie prop scimitar neatly folds around "Gigi's" minotaur-like neck like an avant-garde necktie.Thinking quickly, his eye goes to the weighted silk turban wrap he is still trailing. With a flick of his wrist, he loops the cloth around the usher's neck, takes the ends firmly in both hands, plants a foot in the middle of his oppenent's back, and lets himself drop backwards, hoping to flip the usher up and over him, straight out the theatre's door. (Using an Action Die here! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f600.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":D" title="Big grin    :D"  data-smilie="8"data-shortname=":D" />)</blockquote>