DATING SIM MEME

[still-strike.livejournal.com]

THE DATING SIM MEME

&heartsEach thread-starter is the protagonist of their thread.&hearts
&heartsEach responder should supply a list of four options for them to choose from&hearts
&heartsTwo of us will supply an example or something&hearts
&heartsYAAAAAAAAAY&hearts

Comments

I always miss these.

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

Re: I always miss these.

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[The Captain is holding a bouquet of red roses.]

>What
>Accept them--they must be for you
>Greet him
>Stare

Hahaaaa

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

[staring]

Re: Hahaaaa

[repeat-in-red.livejournal.com]

[...he looks sad.]

>Cheer him up.
>Greet him.
>Starrrrrre.
>This is clearly an imposter. Shoot him.

Re: Hahaaaa

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

>Greet him

Ah-...



Guten tag, Captain.

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[He nods. And holds out the flowers.]

>Smell them.
>Shoot them.
>Wait, what's he doing in Nautilus?
>He looks like he wants a hug.

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

....Vhot are you doing in Nautilus, Captain?

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...[He looks away slightly. To check up on you, of course, what with all the complaining you do in dear_mun. >(]

>Offer him a place to stay.
>Offer him your bed.
>Take the goddamn roses.
>Badtouch time.

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

.....


[sloooowly takes the roses from the Captain, still looking weirded out]

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[He's grinning!]

>Pet him on the head and call him a good boy.
>Offer him a biscuit
>Wait, didn't you have a nice collar for him?
>Ask how Schrodinger's doing.

/CHOOSES THE ONLY OPTION WHERE SHE WILL NOT BE KILLED INSTANTLY

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

....have you heard from Varrant Officer Schrodinger lately?

Wise choice

[repeat-in-red.livejournal.com]

...[Nods.]

>Ask for elaboration, knowing full well he can't.
>Inquire about the roses.
>Give him a hug and thank him.
>Show him what great shape your weapons are in.

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

....[awkwardly shuffles forward and gives the Captain a hug around the middle]


Zhank you.

/terrible

[myheartglows]

[Oh, hey, there's Tony, all dressed up and snazzy.]

> Ignore
> Aim your musket
> Greet him
> Proclaim your undying love and devotion

awful

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

.....Stark.

Yes.

[myheartglows]

Oh, hey, Lieutenant. I didn't see you there.

> Ask him what he wants.
> Try to get him to leave.
> Humor him.
> Tell him he's amazing and you could never live without him.

[OOC: Also, dude, please threadcrash this?

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

Vhot do you vant?

[myheartglows]

Nothing in particular. Just thought we'd have a pleasant conversation. You can handle that, right?

> No, you really can't. Be awful to him.
> Well, whatever. Tolerate him.
> Say you're busy and tell him to leave.
> Oh God, he's so sexy. Jump his bones.

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

I am busy. Go avay.

[myheartglows]

You don't really look busy. What are you busy with?

> Explain.
> Vhotever.
> Let your musket do the talking.
> Kick the puppy with your words.

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

[holds musket up to Tony's face]

[myheartglows]

[dis fais]

Not like having a gun pointed at me is new, I guess.

> Yeah, sure. Wave him off with a smirk.
> Squeeze the trigger a little.
> Well, that look is pathetic. Lower the gun out of pity.
> Breakdown and apologize. You'd never hurt that face!

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

[lowers gun, rolling her eyes]

Pazhetic.

[myheartglows]

[small smile]

After so long, I'm beginning to think "pathetic" and "idiot" are terms of affection from you.

> No, they really, really aren't. He's a needy moron.
> Looks like he's here to stay. Tolerate the guy.
> Play along. You're in a decent mood.
> Turn away and try to leave him.

[hellbornhuntrss.livejournal.com]

[tolerates]


Vas zhere somezhing you vanted?