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singularityderp2010-10-11 09:53 pm
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DATING SIM MEME
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
♥ Obviously people can switch up roles in different threads ♥
♥ RIDICULOUSNESS 8| ♥
♥ YAAAAAAAAAY ♥
KARKAT VANTAS: DELINQUENT IDIOT
ANYWAY, this is Karkat, half-way out a window to ditch detention, carrying out a self implored mission known as OPERATION FUCK THIS SHIT. Do you catch him on his way out? Do you catch him as an onlooker down below?!]
IMAGINE HE IS HUMAN/TROLL SHAPED FOR THIS MEME.
...what are you doing?
A. CLIMB BACK IN, CLIMB BACK IN!
B. What the fuck are you doing out here?
C. Nothing. Go away.
D. Stick it in.
AHAHA WHOA.
[What the fuck? Why would you even do that?! That's completely ridiculous and equally disgusting! The thought alone makes you hate yourself a little more, and it also kind of makes you want to jump out of the window in hopes of injuring yourself for such an idea!
Plus, that makes no sense. He's kind of FAR AWAY and YOU'RE HALFWAY OUT A WINDOW. You REJECT the notion of OPTION D.]
>B. What the fuck are you doing out here?
What the fuck are you doing out here?
[Yes. That's better. Just forget about your AWKWARD POSITION and LOOKING LIKE A DOOFUS. And forget about your initial thought of STICKING IT IN, too. Forget that forever.]
IDEK WHAT I'M DOING
[He holds up his phone and waggles in Karkat's direction.]
They won't let me do it in class, after all.
[Beat.]
Did you want some help? You look a little stuck.
A. No! I'm fine! /flail awkwardly
B. FINE BUT I COULD'VE DONE IT ON MY OWN.
C. Awkwardly fall out of the window
D. Insert sexual innuendo of choice here. Just make sure it has something to do with "stuck".
NOR I BB hope this sudden swap in POV format is ok.
Fuck off, no! I'm fine! I'm doing this intentionally, you asshole, and I'm not stuck!! What the fuck are you even doing, at least go text somewh— [Through your CONTINUOUSLY EXTENSIVE RANT about your LACK OF INEPTITUDE, you get a little worked up. In your PROTESTING TOO MUCH, your animated gesticulations cause you to go ahead and LOSE YOUR FOOTING.]
OHFUCK—
[Thankfully, your QUICK REFLEXES save you from your INEPTITUDE WHICH YOU ACTUALLY DON'T LACK. You're now AWKWARDLY DANGLING half out the window, like some kind of DETENTION DINGLEBERRY. A leg is over the cill, the other against the wall outside, and your arms are straining on either side of your in leg.
Frankly, it's a decidedly EMBARRASSING and EMASCULATING display.]
No, it's fine! Wouldn't have it any other way with Homestruck characters.
...well, if you weren't stuck you sure are now.
[He stashes his phone - he's way too cool for this, man - and looks at the dangling troll.]
But since you have it completely under control, I guess I can just go... calibrate my new computer or something. Unless you'd like me to step in, of course.
A. THIS IS ALL GOING ACCORDING TO PLAN. Just watch.
B. Grudgingly accept his help.
C. Attempt to pull yourself back up on your own.
D. Repair your damaged ego by insulting him.
oh. EXCELLENT!!
[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.]
Re: oh. EXCELLENT!!
[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.
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[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!?
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[He laughs again, shakes his head and then reaches up to try and steady you. Unfortunately, this may prove a bit awkward.]
Hold on... this might be a bit difficult.
[He gives you a tug, trying to EASE you down. It will probably end in an UNDIGNIFIED HEAP though.]
A. Make his job more difficult, just to spite him.
B. End up in an UNDIGNIFIED HEAP atop Garrus.
C. Intentionally FALL on your WOULD-BE RESCUER in order to facilitate an awkward/romantic/hateful moment.
D. Get distracted by his PIERCING EYES.
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[You decide to make this as difficult as possible just to make Garrus miserable. After all, you're all for SPITEFUL VENGEANCE, often disregarding how PETTY AND IMMATURE it is. Your urge to spite grows in NERVOUS REFLEX from the feel of this random idiot YOU DEFINITELY DON'T GIVE ANY SHITS ABOUT trying to ease you down, and so you decide to kick at him. You scream about how he's obviously doing it all wrong. What a wily little ingrate you are!
Unfortunately, the CONTINUOUS THOUGH SLIGHT MOTION of your SENSELESS CHILDISH FLAILING, you end up HELPING YOURSELF DOWN into an UNDIGINIFIED HEAP atop Garrus. This wasn't at all intentional, nor was it in order to facilitate awkward feelings. But no less, while participating in an embarrassing ALIEN HEAPATHON, you find yourself distracted by his PIERCING EYES. The awkward feelings are there.
In addition to causing a chain reaction of clusterfuckery by unintentionally plowing through each of your options, you punch YOUR SAVIOR in the face.]
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Ow! Damn, what was that for? I was trying to help.
[He tries to sit up, but you're sort of on top of him. He settles for propping himself up on his elbows with a snort.]
This is the thanks I get for being a decent guy.
A. Command him to CEASE WHINING immediately. He should be grateful that you allowed him to BREAK YOUR FALL.
B. STARE DEEPLY into his eyes and experience a MOMENT.
C. Punch YOUR SAVIOR in the face again, just for good measure.
D. Stick it in.
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>A. Command him to CEASE WHINING immediately. He should be grateful that you allowed him to BREAK YOUR FALL.
[You try to go for option A, but the GAME MECHANICS force you to execute OPTION B. The MOMENT you experience is mortifying at best, as it stirs more AWKWARD FEELINGS. This game is hideous and terrible. You are paralyzed by its spell.]
—Uh.
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Careful now, KK.
>A. scream at him
>B. blush and flail
>C. pull him out the window with you
>D. serenade him by moonlight
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[Of course you scream at him for these SHENANIGANS. What the fuck else would you do? Why is this guy even your BEST FRIEND?
Thankfully, you manage not to fall out the window and break a horn or something. Not that you have horns big enough to break. Presently, you're awkwardly hanging and making an ass of yourself as you try to scramble back into the very same window you were trying to ABSCOND through.]
FUCK YOU WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN DOING DON'T YOU HAVE SOME FUCKING LOSER BULLSHIT ELECTIVE OR SOMETHING TOTALLY FUCKING USELESS LIKE THAT WHO EVEN DOES THAT WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM I HATE YOU SO MUCH
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[ 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
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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.]
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a few moments of concentration and Karkat has been levitated back up and into the classroom. ]
Are you going to thtop thcreaming like a pupa meeting itth luthuth now?
>A. NO.
>B. Well okay...
>C. You shut up first!
>D. Shut him up with makeouts.
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[Wait why would you do that? Where did that thought even come from? Okay you are seriously beginning to DEEPLY SCORN the D OPTIONS. You decide to COMPLETELY DISREGARD THEM FOREVER. Besides, your feelings for Sollux aren't like that. Actually, you don't really know how you feel about Sollux. It's always been tricky business with feelings and Sollux, because you're both INCREDIBLY TSUNDERE. Whatever that means.
Unfortunately, as per the GAME MECHANICS, your feelings are probably EXCEPTIONALLY GAY. Again, you have no idea what that means and so you still have on idea how you feel. All this HUMAN VERNACULAR SURE IS CONFUSING.
Oh oops you've been staring quick pick an option!!!]
>C. You shut up first!
—You shut up first!! That was totally uncalled for, you spineless little fangworm! What are you even doing here, this is the detention center!
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[Vaultie is standing down below on the football field, waving his arms around and looking like a general buffoon.]
What are you doing? Be careful-!
A. Oh my gog shut up.
B. Be quiet and help me escape.
C. :|
D. Notice Vaultie the waterboy is carrying around a PAIL.
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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.]
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[He automatically looks down on the off chance he forgot his pants, as he has done that before. Nope, normal blue Vault 101 jumpsuit like usual. However, seeing you nearly falls put him into a mini state of panic. He drops the pail and runs over beneath the window.]
You're really- really high up. That's dangerous! Do you...
A. "Want me to get a ladder?" [BRB ACCOSTING JANITOR]
B. "Want me to catch you?" [ARMS OUT so helpful]
C. "Want me to throw the pail at you?" [ensue helpful pail full of gatorade throwing]
D. "Want me to love you long time?" [hip thrust motions]
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The hell?
a. Drop down gracefully into the bushes.
b. Get caught on the molding/window/gutter and get stuck, suspended from the wall.
c. Drop your bag on her and then fall into the bushes.
d. Give up and climb back into the window.
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[You do that, but it actually ends up a scene a lot more like a clumsy fall as described in OPTION B. At least your bag doesn't fall on YOUR MYSTERIOUS ONE-WOMAN AUDIENCE, but you still basically made a gigantic buttsuit of yourself with this incredibly moronic display.
The bushes hurt and YOU ARE CURSING AND FLAILING A LOT, VERY LOUDLY. Stupid detention!]
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You do know there's a fire escape ladder in the next room, right, asshat?
[She jerks her thumb at the room over from detention and exhales a thick stream of smoke. She rolls her eyes and offers a hand to help pull your ass out of the thick, pointy bushes.]
a. Continue cursing and flailing as you scramble, indignantly, from the bushes.
b. Sarcastic retort and vulgar hand gesture.
c. Take her hand and let her haul your ass out of the pricker-bushes.
d. Ignore her completely and thus retain some of your dignity.