DATING SIM MEME

[loltraitorlol.livejournal.com]

DATING SIM MEME

♥ You are in Generic Anime High School Land in Generic Town Japan! You all have ADORABLE uniforms! And your goal is to... well. It's a dating sim. ♥
♥Each thread-starter is the protagonist of their thread. That is, they have to make all the HARD CHOICES. ♥
♥ Each responder should supply a list of four options for the thread starter to choose from, as they are the victims potential dates! ♥
♥ Obviously people can switch up roles in different threads ♥
♥ RIDICULOUSNESS 8| ♥

♥ YAAAAAAAAAY ♥

Comments

surprise possible character

[perceptivescope.livejournal.com]

[Also calibrating something mysterious]

a. Ask what he's calibrating
b. Ignore him. Keep calibrating.
c. Stare at him.
d. Calibrate him.

zomg

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

>A

_{[Garrus glances over curiously.]}

What are you working on?

[idkmybffhanna.livejournal.com]

> take him to the nurse

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sniper bros

[perceptivescope.livejournal.com]

Updating the OS on the school computers and installing a few new programs we just got the license for.

They're rather out of date. Yourself?

a. Tell him what you're working on
b. Computers? how geeky
c. go back to calibrating
d. Talk nerdy to me, bb.

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

Things okay with the students?

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

[ Nurse Worth is nowhere to be found! ]

Um... I guess I'll just lie down.

> Leave him there.

> Check his temperature at least.

> How hard can being a nurse be? Let's find the needles.

> Suggest he'd cool off faster if he wasn't wearing his uniform.

aww yeah

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

>a

Me? Just putting the finishing touches on a little flash program I've put together. _[Forever.]

[karcrab.livejournal.com]

Fuck off!! Jegus, I have this under cont—



OH FUCK WHAT THE FUCK, DO YOU HAVE NO GOGDAMN FUCKING SHAME?! PUT THAT SHIT AWAY!

[The SHOCKING AND INAPPROPRIATE SIGHT practically throws you out the window. You manage to save yourself with a CLUMSY CATCH to either side of the window cill, but you're honestly half debating just JUMPING OUT RIGHT THE FUCK NOW to bail on a potentially CREEPY ENCOUNTER, nevermind the POTENTIAL INJURIES. What the fuck is this guy's deal WHY DOES HE HAVE A PAIL

Your face is flushed a deep, shameful red with your HIDEOUS MUTANT BLOOD, which is another facet of the whole making you want to JUMP OUT THE WINDOW thing. You can't even look at the GENETIC VESSEL. You can't even. Oh god why.

You glance over your shoulder at the ground below, CONSIDERING YOUR OPTIONS. You're about 2 stories up.]

[perceptivescope.livejournal.com]

Ah.

May I see?


a. Sure.
b. No!
c. Only if you let me play with one of those shiny new computers.
d. Only if you do me some... favors... first.

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

>B

Well... It's not really ready yet. I still need to put a few finishing touches on it.

[idkmybffhanna.livejournal.com]

> check his temperature at least

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Under your tongue, three minutes.

[heterochromiia.livejournal.com]

[ sollux uses his typing quirk to be obnoxious and give teacher a hard time

but otherwise turns in thoughtful and well-spoken assignments. ]

>A. fail him in everything
>B. persistently correct his papers in the hopes he'll catch on
>C. get back at him by calling on him and making him talk in his horrible lisp
>D. talk to him after class

[idkmybffhanna.livejournal.com]

For the most part. There's always one or two, you know...

[puts the water on]

a. Ask him to elaborate
b. ask if you can have a cup of tea as well
c. Change the subject
d. REALLY change the subject...

[loltraitorlol.livejournal.com]

c.

Orange juice and gasoline. And frag you! You don't know! Have you ever read... I mean he wouldn't...

[But even he has to admit that this is so not working]

:|

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

[ Sits obediently on the edge of the bed, hands in his lap, feet dangling. ]

Under my-- Oh, oh, thermometer. Got it.

[ He takes it carefully, sticking it in his mouth as directed. ]

> Small talk.

> Read one of Nurse Worth's magazines.

> Close the blinds. >_>

> Peek at his medical file.

[heterochromiia.livejournal.com]

Ehehehehehehe. You are thuch a grub.

[ sollux offers you a HAND UP with his typical FRIENDLY ASSHOLE SMILE that is reserved for just you. what do you do? ]

>A. ABSCOND TO THE EMBRACE OF GRAVITY
>B. take his hand and pull yourself up
>C. scream profanities at him while clinging onto the window as if the hand is simply not there
>D. get lost in those beautiful mutant freak eyes

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

Mind if I have a cup?

[Gestures to the tea.]

And you know, if you need a hand with a student, I don't mind putting one or two in their place.

[idkmybffhanna.livejournal.com]

> small talk

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Do you... ...


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Er. Your crane...? Do you mind if I take a look?

[alaspooryork]

> Be modest.

[I know your secret! You don't even eat, foul temptress!]

It is of no consequence. Mathematics is an extremely objective field.

[He frowns and taps his history textbook.]

It is this exam I must work toward.

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

[The typing bothers him, but after awhile, he recognizes the intelligence. Harry can appreciate it for what's underneath, even if the surface can be a little annoying.

OPTION D. S'UP.]

Sollux, I know you turn in pretty solid work for the most part -- but that doesn't excuse your grammatical errors. This is English, and if you want to pass, I have an assignment for you.

[idkmybffhanna.livejournal.com]

Oh, not at all.

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And it's not... that. Well, I mean, there's Chris, but we all have issues with Chris.

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There's one, I simply... worry about his home life. He seems quite ill, most of the time.

a. Offer advice
b. Offer condolences
c. don't offer
d. Offer certain other favors

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

Mou-- Hyure.

[ Still thermometer in mouth, he uncovers the little crane kept safe in his palm, smoothing its wings and holding it out to him. ]

> Take the crane carefully.

> Maybe brush his fingers while you do so.

> Maybe forego the crane altogether and just pet him.

> That door is shut, right?

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

[LOL SPECIAL FAVOR. No.]

Sorry to hear that. Bad immune system?

[ascens.livejournal.com]

[ Pleasant, perfect smile. ]

I am sure you will excel as you always have, Delta.

[ She'd make an exception if it was your jugular. ]

> Share your concerns about the subject matter.

> Joke.

> Offer to help her study.

> Bend her over a desk.

[karcrab.livejournal.com]

[YOU HATE THAT SMILE.

But besides that,]

>D. get lost in those beautiful mutant freak eyes.

[No. God, no. First of all, they aren't beautiful, okay, they're DELIRIOUSLY HEINOUS. Second of all, the last time that happened you SAW EVERYTHING. You kind of LOST YOUR MIND. You don't remember much about it, but you do remember WAKING UP IN A DITCH a couple days later wearing A WASTEBIN LINER. Obviously, once again, you reject the notion of OPTION D. Fuck OPTION D.]

>C. scream profanities at him while clinging onto the window as if the hand is simply not there.

[You scream at him while clinging onto the window as if the hand is simply not there. Because you don't see it. Because you're SCREAMING TOO MUCH. Business as usual.]