Gods of the Gates Cast Chat Three Years Ago
Alex: Maria and Peter
Maria: Yes?
Peter: ???
Alex: You better watch out
Marcus: Dude, I have no idea what you’re doing, and I can’t count how many times I’ve already told you this, but: You realize that
can be construed as a threat, right?
Alex: You better not cry
Carah: What the Christmas fuck, Alex
Alex: You better not pout
Peter: I don’t pout
Peter: I brood manfully
Alex: I’m telling you why
Maria: Yes, a bit more context would be welcome at this particular juncture
Maria: Weirdo
Alex: CUPID MAN IS COMING TO TOWN
Alex: And by TOWN, I mean your tiny-ass island in the middle of fucking nowhere
Peter: You have a scene with us?
Maria: I’d been hoping we might get company at some point!
Alex: You’ve had the rest
Alex: Time for you to have the best
Alex: THE BEST = ME
Alex: Obvs
Peter: Am I... supposed to be the rest here
Peter: Because if so, I’m not saying I’m pouting
Peter: But I will admit there may be a certain amount of manful brooding in progress
Alex: Cupid is coming to sweep you off your feet with his inimitable charm, dashing good looks, and the extremely brief loincloth
thingy the wardrobe department gives me
Alex: Also some very phallic arrows
Alex: ::waggles brows::
Maria: Tell you what
Maria: If you can literally sweep me off my feet, you can have me
Peter: ...
Marcus: Maria, please don’t encourage him
Peter: Wouldn’t it make more sense to film Cupid’s scenes in a studio, in front of a green screen, and fix things in postproduction
Peter: Because travel is very expensive, and this season is already over budget, so
Maria: BUT
Maria: Only if you can manage to *stop talking* for an entire night, Alex, because I’d prefer not to wear noise-canceling headphones
in bed
Alex: UNFAIR, WE BOTH KNOW I CAN’T DO THAT
Maria: And we also both know we don’t feel that way about one another
Alex: I don’t brood manfully
Alex: I fucking POUT
Alex: ::pouts::
Peter: Anyway, Maria’s right, it’ll be great to have company
Peter: Couldn’t be happier you’ll be here with us, dude, can’t wait
Carah: Forget our show, this is fucking ENTERTAINMENT right here
Maria: ???
Peter: ???
Alex: ::continues pouting::
Marcus: ...
Marcus: Fine, we can listen to Motley Crüe on our way to the studio if you’ll *stop pouting*
Alex: BEST DAY EVER!!!
Marcus: Just FYI, I don’t brood, manfully or otherwise, and I don’t pout
Marcus: I sigh
Marcus: ::sighs::
Alex: DON’T SIGH, OR I’LL SING ALONG TO DR. FEELGOOD
Alex: To be fair, I’ll do that anyway
Marcus: ::sighs again::