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

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Fuck yeah, guy was a dick.

[True, Shepard thinks that of most people, but still. If Garrus says he's a dick, he's a dick.

Shepard kicks up her feet and props them on the boxes across from her.]

Say, did you do the homework for English? I never--

[There's a loud door slam out in the hallway and the sound of a familiar voice shouting about the smell of smoke. Shepard bolts upright.]

Shit. [She hold out her hand at him and pockets her lighter again.] Pass that shit back, man, Udina's coming.


a. Fuck it, I've always wanted to live on the edge.
b. Maybe he won't notice.
c. Pass it back and let Shepard take the blame.
d. Throw it all out the window and pose awkwardly, hoping to fool Udina when he shows up.

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

>A

_{[Maybe he's been spending too much time around Shepard. Maybe he's just finally had enough of being "the good kid", the "goody-two-shoes". The one that everyone avoids because he'll either beat them up or rat them out. He's taking a stand. He takes another drag (and coughs, but that's not the point.)]}

I got this, Shepard. What's the worst he can do?

_{[Expel him, probably, but THERE ARE OTHER SCHOOLS.]}

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[+ 100 to girl impress.]

[Shepard stares, taken aback, and nods.]

[There's a long moment as Udina stalks by. He shouts about outrage and there's an awkwardly long moment before he cracks open the door to the closet Hall Monitor Station.]

[He glares at both of them and shakes his fist.]

"Smoking!? An outrage! Both of you, to the Principal's office!"

[Shepard rolls her eyes and groans as she trudges out of the room, Garrus in tow.]

a. Follow to inevitable suspension.
b. Blow a smoke ring at Udina.
c. Book it out with Shepard. Udina is slow, no chance he could catch up.
d. Pull the fire alarm for good measure. If you're going to be in trouble, might as well have some fun, rite?

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

_{[Oh, yay. Principal's office. Man, his dad is not going to be happy.]}

>C.

<sub>[Garrus slows deliberately and then gives Shepard's arm a tug and indicates with his head to follow. Then he takes off running as if his life depends on it.

Which it might.]</sub>

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[Garrus bolts and Shepard, with very little hesitation, takes off after him. She has no urge to head to the Principal's office again. Behind them, Udina shouts and jogs along for a few feet before they break onto the stairs and he gives up.

As they exit the back of the building, Shepard lets out a sharp laugh and huffs.]

Damn, he is going to be so pissed.

[She laughs and starts walking, before the proctors show up. Last thing she needs is that asshole Saren harassing her for skipping.]

That was pretty ballsy. I must be rubbing off on you.

a. Unamused. I am so fucked when my father hears of this.
b. Udina? Angry? Ah yes, I have dismissed these claims.
c. With my luck, the proctors, teachers, and administration will team up to take me out.
d. Maybe it's time I rubbed off on you. ~tildes of implication~