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DATING SIM MEME! AGAIN!

DATING SIM MEME

♥You are a generic high school student in a generic high school in a generic town in Japan. Do it.♥
♥Each thread-starter is the protagonist of their thread.♥
♥Each responder should supply a list of four options for them to choose from♥
♥Two of us will supply an example or something♥
♥YAAAAAAAAAY♥

♥ YAAAAAAAAAY ♥

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[CARD GAMES ON MOTORCYCLES! Wait... It is time Anon! You will not escape him now, he knows kung-fu! He's seen the movies! Epic grab time!]

((pffffffffffft that's beautiful))

Oh, wow. Haha, I wasn't giving you a choice. Gimmie. Or would you rather I shoved you in a locker, Striiiiiiiider~?

A. Politely inform her that she will get your ~~sick beats~~ homework over your dead body.
B. Hand it over. It's dark in those lockers, okay, and sometimes your brother keeps his weird puppets in there.
C. Wow, Vriska sure is cranky today. HUG THE HATE AWAY.
D. Punch her in the face.

[> Vriska: Be the schoolgirl.

You are now THE BIGGEST BITCH IN THE ENTIRE SCHOOL. This surprises nobody. BLUH BLUH HUGE TSUNDERE.]

[Ok, I'm gonna take it easy and go with A.]

[STRIDER PAWNCH]

[Or D. D works too.]

[IT KEEPS HAPPENING]

Oh, so that's how you want to play it? Fine. I can play rough too, bulgefiend!

[Vriska pulls out a set of LAME, DECIDEDLY UNMAGICAL D&D DICE and throws them at YOUR FACE.]

I cast magic missile!

[THIS IS INCREDIBLY SILLY.]

A. Laugh. Laugh FOREVER.
B. Scream like a little girl because OH GOD DID THOSE DICE DAMAGE YOUR SHADES?
C. Pokerface. Wat. What is this you don't even.
D. Feign death. And resist the urge to punch her in the face.

[OH HEY it's Vriska, strutting down the hallway like she owns the place. She ~~looks~~ smells like she's UP TO NO GOOD. You are rarely if ever wrong about this shit.]

A. Be friendly and say hi. Obviously her mean-spirited antics are only cries for help!
B. Interrogate the evildoer!
C. Commence drubbings. All of the drubbings.
D. Lick her face. TASTE THE GUILT.

~~D. Lick her face. TASTE THE GUILT.~~

> B. Interrogate the evildoer!

[As resident HALL MONITOR, it is your sworn duty to to maintain ORDER and uphold JUSTICE within the school hallways. You are the first line of defense against CHAOS and DISORDER and also UNPUNCTUALITY, and you will be damned before you let a ~~HUGE BITCH~~ known trouble-maker like Vriska Serket wander the halls freely. You can tell just by the way she's walking that she's up to something.

You snap your cane out in front of her, effectively blocking her path. You lean forward in her face and hold your hand out expectantly.]

Where's your hall pass, Serket?

Hey Kat, the school computer isn't letting you log on, citing 'abusive use of school property'. DO YOU:

A) Argue with it.
B) Hack that shit.
C) Go get the president.
D) Throw the computer out a window.

[Oh man, it's the head of the library committee. Who dresses different colors depending on what mood she's in.]

[Delta, the head of the library committee is approaching you in the cafeteria. WHAT DO YOU DO?!

A) Hide under the table.
B) Remain calm.
C) Attempt to suave it up.
D) Touch her and then run.

"Mr. Vakarian." Oh god, it's the head of the library committee. "You and I haven't gotten a chance to speak about what you did with Mr. Udina and one of my bookshelves yet."

A) Nonchalant as fuck. - What about it.
B) Maintain ignorance. - Dunno what you're talking about.
C) Indignation. - HE DESERVED IT.
D) Snark off. - YOUR bookshelves?

[C]

What. The fuck.

[SUCCESS. While you are distracted by these RIDICULOUS SHENANIGANS, Vriska returns your punch.

IN THE FACE.

This is an extraordinarily violent dating sim!]

A. STRIFE!
B. Pff. Keep up dat pokerface. Man. So cool.
C. Scream for an authority figure to GET THE CRAZY BITCH AWAY AGH.
D. HATEMAKEOUTS.

It's right here, Pyyyyyyyyrope~!

[Vriska spits out the NASTY GROSS BUBBLEGUM she was chewing on RIGHT INTO YOUR HAND.

This may be the most blatant disregard for authority that you have ever ~~seen~~ smelled! What now?]

A. DRUBBINGS.
B. Eat the gum. Mmmm, strawberry.
C. Apprehend the troublemaker, posthaste!
D. Stick it in. The gum, that is. STICK THE GUM IN HER HAIR.

[IT IS TIME FOR SOME STRIFE!]

[except no it isn't because Dave's Strife Specibus is equipped with Swordkind and thus he cannot use his fist in Strife! Goddamn stupid lousy rules that don't allow swords on school grounds.]

[Guess we'll have to go with B.]

Man, you punch like a girl. Specifically, a nerdy bitchy spidergirl who spends all her days being useless and playing rpgs.

Did you just call me a nerd? Oh my God you did. Okay, you got yourself a date. With the inside of a locker!

[You are now being GRABBED BY THE ARM and PULLED TOWARDS THE LOCKERS. By a noodly-armed spidernerd.

Oh god is that your Bro's locker you're heading for?

Well, uh. No matter. Lil' Cal most likely isn't in there.

Right?]

A. Scream like a kindergartener.
B. Pull in the other direction.
C. Attempt to BITE VRISKA'S HEAD OFF.
D. Stick it in. I MEAN UH stick her in the locker instead.

[C: Attempt to eat Vriska's head.]

[Your attempt is an overwhelming failure! You only manage to bite her on the arm. What do you think you are, some kind of ravenous featherbeast?]

>A AND D

[You can't do that! You are currently acting in an OFFICIAL CAPACITY in your duties as a HALL MONITOR, and thus can not engage in the VIGILANTE JUSTICE!

But there will be time for that later, though, oh yes. Later tonight when you don the costume of TEEN MASKED CRIMEFIGHTER REDGLARE you will be able to ORCHESTRATE THE PUNISHMENT OF THE WICKED, but until then you will have to do things the mundane, boring way, because hell if you're going to get sent to JAIL and/or lose your awesome HALL MONITOR PRIVILEGES.]

> C. Apprehend the troublemaker, posthaste!

[Narrowing your eyes, you take the hand that isn't sullied by the NASTY GROSS BUBBLEGUM and shove Vriska around, and then poke her in the back with your cane. You will continue poking her until she GETS THE HINT and starts marching towards the PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE. You don't have the patience for her bullshit today.]

[The second Vriska's back is turned, you cautiously sniff around to find out whether or not anyone is watching.

[Nope, look like the coast is clear.]

...

> B. Eat the gum.

[...]

[Mmmm, strawberry.]

[Suddenly, you hear a chime from your cell phone. It seems you have received a text message!

...It looks like it's from Terezi Pyrope, that crazy hall monitor who takes her job way too seriously. Doesn't she know hall monitors don't actually have any authority? It's just a stupid assignment for fakey fake suck-ups and goody-two shoes.

Whatever. Let's just find out what she wants now and get this over with:]

SO 4R3 W3 ST1LL UP FOR FL4RP S4TURD4Y N1GHT >:?

[WAT DO.]

A. REFUSE. Hell no she's not allowed to come, not after that hall monitor shit she just pulled!
B. Tell her it's still on. You two butt heads all the time like this anyway.
C. Make fun of her first. Who plays a lawful neutral character all the time anyway? That's like the lamest alignment.
D. IGNORE THE TEXT. You're in class!

Pleased to meet you, Hal. It's not often I meet synthetics willing to disobey human beings for the sake of an artificial intelligence.

A; Offer to help her with running the computer lab.
B; Ask her out after her TA shift is done.
C; Tell a funny story about your friend Dave and the airlock.
D; Attempt to impress her by showing off how many computers you can lift. Oh, the muscles!

A. Offer fashion advice. God knows she needs it.

[Even though she is still totally upset that Vriska didn't ~~ask her to prom~~ ~~recognize the feelings she never told you about~~ come hang out at the mall with her yesterday, Kanaya still wants to meddle. In the most indirect way possible.]

Vriska, do you really think it is wise to wander around the school using your Live-Action Roleplay outfits? Perhaps you should have stopped by my house so I could have lent you a much more...

suitable garment.

It was not an issue. There was no logical point to his tirade against what you couldn't accomplish. I am happy to help.

A; Offer to help her with running the computer lab.

[You ask her if she would like help running the computer labs, as you logically deduce that it would lead to more time spent with her than option B, as well as still being a bit awkward about option C, and being to fucking nerdy for option D.]

[IT'S SUPER-EFFECTIVE! If you can ignore him flailing in surprise. Sorry if Anon smacks you in the head, Abraxas.]

What the-?!

A. Taunt him
B. Laugh evilly, because that's how you roll
C. Get the twerp to calm down
D. So. Dinner?

C) Attempt to suave it up.

[Delta looks up from his lunch and smiles shyly at Cortana.]

Good afternoon. Would you care to join me? I would be happy to discuss the latest new books with you.

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