DATING SIM MEME

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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

[modelscientist.livejournal.com]

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

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[It's that Mordin guy, the one who got the top scores on the science exams. As this is Japan, he is both ostracized and admired for this skill.

Shepard, as a jock, is good at sports but not at exams. She clearly needs to get into college and needs his help to do it. She rolls up, looking uncomfortable and angry, and drops her bag down onto the table next to him.]

Hey. Help me study. [Awkward angry shuffle, possibly Japanese girl style look away.] Like, or whatever.

a. Um, no, kthx.
b. You need help with science?
c. Stare blankly.
d. JUMP and drop a book on her foot.

[modelscientist.livejournal.com]

>b.

[_{Mordin looks at her for a moment, as if unsure of what she's just said.]}

You require aid with science? Very simple, really.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it is.

[She folds her arms across her chest and leans against the table. After an awkward pause she unfolds them and then folds them again.]

So you going to help?

a. Start yammering about science like a madman.
b. Question her extensively.
c. Mock her relentlessly.
d. Ask if she'd like to experiment with you in private.

[modelscientist.livejournal.com]

>b

_{[Mordin launches into a long harangue about science, the scientific method, hypotheses, and other science stuff. He'll probably keep talking as long as you let him.]}

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[Shepard listens, her scowl intensifying, and she interrupts him by sliding over and slapping a hand across his mouth as he yammers. She huffs.]

Look, I just need to pass entrance exams, dammit. I'm not trying to cure cancer.

a. Wait for her to pull her hand away before answering.
b. Push her hand away and answer.
c. Nod.
d. Lick her hand because you're five, too.

[modelscientist.livejournal.com]

>b

_{[Mordin pushes the hand away.]}

Basic understanding of scientific method required for further success in scientific field, Shepard.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[She sighs heavily and sits down on the table.]

Fine, fine, whatever.

[She fishes through her bag and pulls out a notebook and a chemistry textbook.]

Supposedly, this crap is important to know.

a. Flip through the notebook and notice how it is full of tiny, crappy drawings rather than legible notes.
b. Go on a long tirade about how chemistry is fascinating.
c. Go on a long tirade and flip through the notebook.
d. Go back to your own work and ignore her.