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

[idkmybffhanna.livejournal.com]

> Take the crane carefully

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[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

...orange juice and gasoline? Really? And here I thought you were smarter than that.

_{[He eyes the mess.]}

At least you know when to quit when you're ahead.

A. Clean up while insulting him under your breath.
B. Rant about how much smarter you are than he is, because he's not in the science club, like you are.
C. Ask for his help cleaning up.
D. Show him how much of a "mess" you can make together.

[alaspooryork]

> Share your concerns about the subject matter.

[His frown deepens. How does she always get the better score in objective testing? She must be cheating somehow.]

I do not see how one is supposed to determine the better of two conflicting, unsubstantiated opinions.

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

Whaaat, but those are mine! Hey, it's English, isn't it?! It totally counts!

> PUNISHMENT.

> Saucy Shakespeare is way more important. Demonstrate.

> Assign 800 words on why Dresden Files is derivative trash.

> SEXY PUNISHMENT.

A.

[loltraitorlol.livejournal.com]

[Hfnfmn stupid Megatron stupid... stupid... grrr... I'm in the SCIENCE club what are you just the damn SGA and fencing club and debate team and... ... stupid type A students and their... overachieving...]

[... what to even DO with this mess I don't even]

[cybertronismine.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should begin by finding something to soak up the excess gasoline before you blow up the science hall.

_[Again.]

And perhaps a mop and bucket might be advisable. As well as industrial strength chemicals. _{And protective eye-wear.}

A. I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING! /set hair on fire
B. I know what I'm doing. B| /clean up mess
C. MAYBE YOU SHOULD MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL AND HELP!
D. Make some ~*fireworks*~ of your own.

[ascens.livejournal.com]

Obviously, some opinions are more validated by history than others. History is a story of supremacy and dominance.

[ She leans over the back of Delta's chair to indicate a passage of note to him, and in doing so might not-so-accidentally rest her boobs against his back, hair tickling his neck. ]

The right opinion, obviously, is the one in the position of power to make judgments.

> Excuse yourself.

> Stay very, very still.

> Discuss this over coffee.

> Cop a feel.

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

Did I assign you the series? No.

All right, this is it. I hate to do this, but... I have a punishment for you. A reading assignment with an essay.

...You're going to read Twilight.

oh. EXCELLENT!!

[karcrab.livejournal.com]

>D. Repair your damaged ego by insulting him.

[This obviously isn't the best option for you to take, as you're AT RISK OF BREAKING YOUR BONE NOOK from a potentially TERRIBLE FALL. But apparently, as usual, your NAPOLEON'S COMPLEX and DEEP ROOTED INSECURITY overstates the importance of your health.]

How about you calibrate a way for me to give even half a fuck?! Why would I want you to step in!? I have this under control, you fucking assbag! I wouldn't have even gotten into this situation if you didn't fucking shove your hideous sniffnode up my exitchute about what wasn't your own fucking business! Fuck you and the idiot musclebeast you rode in on!!

[Oh god, it's like a dam breaking. Despite your vehement SHOUTFEST MONOLOGUE, the strained TREMBLING OF YOUR ARMS says otherwise, but your ego is a CRUEL TYRANT, much more than you could ever hope to be. You persevere.]

[heterochromiia.livejournal.com]

>C. Tell your friend THE TRUTH!!

[ oh hell no. why would you want to do that? that is a TERRIBLE IDEA. you could not possibly do that right now. you are far too GENRE SAVVY to make a mistake like confessing your feelings at the BEGINNING OF THE GAME. it would probably result in karkat running away and causing the BAD END. that is the last thing sollux wants to happen. ]

>A. Tell bulgesucking friend it's nothing he'd understand.

Weird coding thit. You know, the thtuff you never get becauthe you're kind of fucking retarded around computerth.

[ you can tell your best friend about your HACKING EXPLOITS, because he is your best friend and automatically trustworthy. the two of you combined are SO COOL. ]

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

...





...All right, that works.

[ He seems oddly complacent about this. ]

> You already own the whole set, don't you.

> Not enough for you? Let's try Anne Rice.

> It's not too late to just smack him. It's a private school, after all.

> For that matter, the teacher's office is empty this time of day.

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

Clearly, that's not enough suffering for you. How does Anne Rice sound?

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

[ jdslgfghfs ] Oh, come on, Mr. Mason!

> Assign Vampire Chronicles.

> Assign Sleeping Beauty trilogy.

> Assign Christ the Lord.

> Change mind, assign him something from fanfiction.net.

[alaspooryork]

> Cop a feel.

[He turns to continue the argument, gesturing as if to make a--

Oops.]

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

Christ the Lord. 1000 words on what it's a deep, motivating story.

Re: oh. EXCELLENT!!

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

Well, if that's way you really feel, I could just watch you fall. You'll probably break something. Might hurt.

_{[He scratches his chin. He's still looking way too amused for his own good.]}

Can't say I've ever ridden a musclebeast, though. Or seen one for that matter. What do they look like?

_{[Yes, he's being deliberately obtuse.]}

A. Continue your SHOUTFEST MONOLOGUE to soothe your EGO at the cost of your HEALTH.
B. Cease your MONOLOGUE and grudgingly accept assistance.
C. Flail helplessly in an fruitless attempt to boost yourself back through the window.
D. Ride his musclebeast, oh yeah.

[ascens.livejournal.com]

[ A theatrical gasp. ]

> YOU SET ME UP, WOMAN.

> Too late, keep going.

[alaspooryork]

> YOU SET ME UP, WOMAN.

[Delta looks extremely flustered, snatching his hand back as though her breast were made of MOLTEN LAVA.]

Ah--! I assure you, I had no intention of--er--

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

It's motivating my red pen already.

> Double the homework.

> Change due date to tomorrow.

> Ask to have it hand-delivered to your home.

> Change mind, assign him the whole Bible instead.

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

Have it at my house by Friday, okay?

[karcrab.livejournal.com]

>D. Ride his musclebeast, oh yeah.

[What musclebeast? That was a figure of speech, moron. Garrus obviously didn't ride in on a musclebeast! Besides, you're STUCK IN A WINDOW. There will be no riding to be had. Not that you can ride PROVERBIAL MUSCLEBEASTS anyway, because they're fucking proverbial.]

Fuck you, that's what they look like.

>C. Flail helplessly in a fruitless attempt to boost yourself back through the window.

[You attempt to BOOST YOURSELF BACK THROUGH YOUR WINDOW, but the endeavor proves to be FRUITLESS. You mostly end up FLAILING HELPLESSLY. You're running out of options.]

>B. Cease your MONOLOGUE and grudgingly accept assistance.

[Well, fine. It's not because you can't do it yourself or anything or because you appreciate Garrus's good intentions and you're basically just an ass or anything, though. You could totally get out of this yourself without breaking your chitinous plates. This is just easier.]

A-are you going to help me or not, you gogdamn useless shit of a felchwit!?

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

Um... Why your house?

> Oh... just a little 'extra credit.'

> I make enough time for you. Now you make time for me.

> Because then you can get your books back.

> Don't question me, boy.

[hetoldstories.livejournal.com]

What, you don't want your books back? I mean, I guess I could keep them...

[Mostly, he's just teasing the kid at this point.]

[modelscientist.livejournal.com]

_{[Hey look it's the Mordin kid, doing his geeky sciency stuff. You should bother him.]}

[idkmybffzombie.livejournal.com]

Okay, Friday.

[ Why are all English teachers JUST SO SLIGHTLY CREEPY? ]

> Fast-forward to Friday night, home.

> Go look for Cheryl.

> ALIEN ABDUCTION???

> Save and quit.