System Admin
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Administrator
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Player Name: System
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Post by System Admin on Oct 24, 2022 22:14:31 GMT 9
HALLOWEEN SPEED DATINGevent runs until october 31st PST What's the first thing you think of when you hear 'Halloween'? That's right— love. Of course, it may be hard to find in the chaotic Mime circus where the event takes place. You have only one minute with each partner before you are whisked away to a new date by cackling Super Size Pumpkaboo.
You date the character above you and the character below you.
Please answer the question above you and ask a question for the person below you.
Every time you post, please roll a D10 (because October) for a spooky effect on your character! Each time you change partners, your character will gain a delightful new spooky effect. You may find some effects cancel each other out, but others may occur simultaneously!
After october 31, all Spooky Effects will be removed and your character can go on with their love lives as normal.
The first player to post will be dating System Admin:ProfessorAsh. The Professor is wearing a witch hat and seems pleased to see you. She holds her customary clipboard in one hand— this seems to be a data-gathering experiment for her.
"Excellent," she says, scribbling down your name at the top of her sheet. To kick off the event (or perhaps assess your compatibility as a romantic interest) she asks [AshQ]VhFOLgo61d50 1d50 |
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orioncayge
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Bandana Guy
Round 2
Posts: 626
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Post by orioncayge on Oct 25, 2022 3:16:15 GMT 9
This game had a litany of events it would seem, and Orion supposed it was only fair given that spooky day was just around the corner. After all, Halloween was like, probably somewhere in the top four big holidays of the years. An excuse for kids to go around and get candy from strangers, and for adults to dress up all slutty and pour booze down their throats. Enjoying both activities equally, the fighter could only hope for some mix of the two. He was not expecting speed dating. He most certainly did not expect to end up sitting across from the Professor in her outfit of all things. Though he didn't let the suprise show on his face as he casually sipped on the water provided for them. He'd have a minute at this, and he needed to prove himself quickly. Hanging with bated breath, he would listen to her questions with rapt attention. "If you dropped your sandwich on the ground, would you still eat it?"Oh fuck. The answer was clearly yes, like definitely, but did he really want to admit that to the professor just like that? Casually out himself as a slob? After a moment he would simply shrug in response to her question setting his drink down and leaning forward a bit. "Honestly? Depends on the floor ya know? Like I keep my own kitchen clean so I wouldn't be too bothered by a three second rule thing, but if I was like...out at a gargage dump or a horse ranch I would probably just get a new sandwich you know?" Before he knew it, the devilish Pumpkaboo was on its way to crash the party and he would give the professor a wry smile. "Maybe we should do this again sometime eh?" He rushed the words out of his mouth before he was yanked away, cursing the gourd. TUTadzTQ1-10 As he was sat at his next table, he would take a look at some of the pre-prepped questions he'd written, fumbling through a few before asking. "Would you rather fight one hundred geese sized horses, or one horse sized goose?"
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Morgana Riddle
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Muddy Girl
Mythstar
Posts: 364
Trainer Class: 
Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow
OOC Username: M00K
Arena Points: 2
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Post by Morgana Riddle on Oct 25, 2022 11:13:10 GMT 9
"The goose, naturally," Morgana responded, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers. Having been trampled by and buried alive beneath a Mudkip Swarm once, she knew very well the folly of taking on a huge number of creatures at once. "I think they're quite large to begin with. Perhaps ten or twelve goose-sized-horses, but I wouldn't last a second against a hundred."She took a sip of her halloween drink, which was colored red like blood but tasted like bubblegum. Surprising as the speed dating event at the mime circus was, it was not surprising to see orioncayge here, albeit in zombie form. It seemed she got partnered up with him everywhere she went these days. Perhaps it was... destiny?! A likely story, Morgana thought as she threw her arms open wide and allowed Super-Size Pumpkaboo to carry her away to the next table. "You there!" she announced, gently deposited across from her new partner. "What's your ideal date?" A surprisingly generic question from the villainess, but she was planning to ramp up as the evening went on. dxNSnK9A1-10 1-10
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Tuesday
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Battle Legend
The Creed
Posts: 1,602
Trainer Class: 
Player Name: Martín 'Mars' Marzán
OOC Username: Stells
Arena Points: 138
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Post by Tuesday on Oct 25, 2022 11:43:01 GMT 9
"Morgana, I have a name." Tuesday responds in the most flat and most unimpressed tone ever. It’s a name Morgana Riddle knows, mind you, but alas, Tuesday decides to let it slide just this once, assuming that maybe suddenly looking like a zombie has also affected Morgana’s intellect.
Why is she even at this speed dating event?
The reason is obvious: finding l-the potential rewards that come from all these types of events.
So far, it looks like it’s just cosmetics, but Tuesday loves those.
"Wine tasting, obviously." That’s not Mars’ ideal date, but it is Tuesday’s. As if to prove this, she swirls the bright red liquid in her wine glass – too bright red to be red wine. ”That way, if they’re boring, I at least won’t mind. Plus… you always want to know what someone is like drunk before you commit to them, duh.”
Words of wisdom. Take note, everyone.
Once the next round comes, Tuesday stares at her next match with all the seriousness in the world, crimson and sapphire eyes seeming to bore holes into their virtual soul. Then, she asks the most important question of all:
"Knife, fork, spoon… What kind of cutlery are you?"
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Zac Ramsay
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The Quizmaster
Player Character
Posts: 113
Trainer Class: 
Player Name: Zac Ramsay
OOC Username: D-Bug
Arena Points: 70
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Post by Zac Ramsay on Oct 25, 2022 12:00:48 GMT 9
Zac caught the question just before candy started to spray from Tuesday's mouth. He picked some kernels of candy corn from the pile, chewing on them as he mulled over the answer. "Well, my ex-wife once described as a 'bottom of the barrel scraping mother forker', or close enough, and I'm not above a bit of spooning, but I'd definitely have to go with 'knife', if we're talking about preference."
Zac brushed his hands together, dusting the floor in candy corn crumbs. "There's not a lot you can't do with a knife. You can cut up apples on a picnic date, you can fight off territorial rats, hell you can even remove an appendix, assuming the librarian isn't looking." A whole toffee apple shot from Tuesday's mouth and Zac grabbed it mid-air. "Speaking of, you wouldn't happen to have a knife on you right now, would you?"
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Before he could share his Autumn bounty with the heterochromatic catgirl Zac was whisked away to his next date.
"My turn, ay? Sure," he said, taking a too-big bite from the apple. "If you were trapped on a desert island," he started, pausing to get a chunk of toffee out from between his teeth, "what inanimate object would you talk to to keep from going insane?" 1-10 |
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Olga BanHammer
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Corruption Crusher
Player Character
Posts: 77
Trainer Class: #BlackBelt
Player Name: Felicia Bishop
OOC Username: GreySquid
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Olga BanHammer on Oct 26, 2022 6:45:21 GMT 9
Felicia loaded into the game, took a deep breath, and immediately ripped off her headset. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. I am not doing speed dating with clowns.” Her coworkers, who were all wisely standing out of hitting range, glanced at each other before one brave soul in the back spoke up. “If you don’t do it, we’ll owe Legal ten dollars.”“Legal? You made a bet with Legal that I would play the stupid dating event?” The silence was very loud. “I hate all of you. And I get half the money. Also I hate all of you. Watch your food for the next month.” There were a few groans in the background, but Felicia had already slipped the headset back on. Not a chance in hell she was going to let Legal win a bet. Olga, in her brief time afk, was unceremoniously dropped at a table across from a date. A slightly see-through date. Great. She was dating a ghost. There was some sort of joke there that she could make about ghosting him after this conversation, but she wasn’t in the mood. Plus seeing the apple he was eating be masticated and then swallowed and rest in his ghostly stomach put her off. “Olga bring extension cord. Good listener. Very loyal. Great for choking people out.” Immediately after answering Olga was approached by a Pumpkaboo and that would not stand. Olga shot a glare at the pokemon, “If pumpkin pick up Olga, Olga will turn pumpkin into pie,” she leaned in close, “painfully.” The Pumpkaboo looked around worriedly for a moment before nicely gesturing to where she was to go next. Olga gave it a nod and sat down at the next table for her next date. DLEOwAFK1-10 “Olga ask question now. If date had to cut off own finger, which finger would date cut off?” Olga stared down her new date. There was a wrong answer to the question and she was ready to judge them harshly for it. 1-10 |
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Derk_TheJerk
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Corruption Crusher
Player Character
Posts: 163
Trainer Class: Gardener
Player Name: Derek Smalls
OOC Username: Wizz
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Post by Derk_TheJerk on Oct 26, 2022 21:05:29 GMT 9
”Sweet Christ…” the comment had been mumbled, almost unrecognizably, when Derek took his seat across from the she-hulk. At least, that’s how Derek saw her. It wasn’t attractive in the slightest. Sort of made Derek want to say yes ma’am. ”Wh—my finger? Uhm,” looking down at them, Derek contemplated the fuck are the questions in these games?! before recovering and wiggling his ring finger. ”This one I guess. Thus far in life, it’s been pretty useless. And it wouldn’t interrupt my flipping-the-bird game.”Important, of great import. Too bad seats were shifting already and Derek was scrambling to move to the seat that was next for him. lrYiBK4U1-10 He didn’t even get to see the date just yet before having to ask the question. ”What’s your ideal date?” Hopefully that wouldn’t make him seem too vanilla. It as either that or, ’how do you feel about 90s punk-rock?’
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amanita
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G.A.Y.
Player Character
Posts: 116
Trainer Class: Swimmer
Player Name: romeo addaway
OOC Username: cupid
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Post by amanita on Oct 26, 2022 23:00:43 GMT 9
This was... weird as hell and he wasn't sure why he'd shown up. But he had. And now he was stuck with the decision. He had to answer and ask questions or something? His social skills had... declined since he'd been hanging out with manish all the time. Well, not declined but had gotten used to the way the other guy functioned. Being asked a direct question almost actually threw him off guard. "Uh... I'm not sure? I guess something simple that the other person likes. Probably a movie." It was an easy and boring question. With an easy and boring answer. Now he had to ask a question to the next person? Fuck. Why was this so hard? 2jmli8zU1-10"Do you prefer cats or dogs?"That was easy.
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Post by Furrlicity Purrfection on Oct 27, 2022 0:26:16 GMT 9
Furrlicity slammed himself across from amanita. He gave a huge crin- which promply made his jaw fall off. Being a zombie was hard.
Picking his jaw back up and popping it back into place, Furrlicity didn't even need to wait to answer.
"Cats. Easy. Like, they're so soft. I have a cat named Sprinkles! She's a cunt and a bully and the best." If Furrlicity had been able, he would have taken out photos of his favorite little feline.
The cries of the Pumpkaboo were drawing near....
Turning to his second date, whoever that may be, Furrlicity asked possibly the most important question to ever be asked:
"If you could transport one furious elephant into any point in history, where would you put it?"
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Derk_TheJerk
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Corruption Crusher
Player Character
Posts: 163
Trainer Class: Gardener
Player Name: Derek Smalls
OOC Username: Wizz
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Post by Derk_TheJerk on Oct 27, 2022 2:08:08 GMT 9
"Hitler's nursery." That seemed like an obvious answer, and maybe he had just seen too much Doctor Who in his day and age. Rory punching HItler was still one of his favorite episodes. But then again, he had a thing for Eleven in general... None of that really mattered as he found himself switched from seat to seat. It was bizarre-- was this really speed dating? Whatever it was, he was laughing--hard enough that his ribs fell apart and all the good bits of his insides(TOS) went spewing all over the floor. Whoops.To his next date that flashed before him, Derek was already trying to think of like, a dope question. What did he end up asking? "Do you like...cheese?" Too many She's The Man reruns okay? 3Y2vq93T1-10
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Morgana Riddle
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Muddy Girl
Mythstar
Posts: 364
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow
OOC Username: M00K
Arena Points: 2
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Post by Morgana Riddle on Oct 31, 2022 18:12:37 GMT 9
"What? I wath about to do that bit," Morgana lisped, looking over indignantly at Furrlicity Purrfection. She'd caught her own loose jaw before it had hit the table (thankfully) and opted to put it tastefully in her water glass, like those people who do that with paper napkins at restaurants for some reason. The staff would love cleaning it up later. Tongue flapping in the remaining half of her zombie mouth, the young woman looked over at her new date, who she couldn't see much of due to them being wrapped head to toe in bandages like a mummy. She also had to lean forward and squint to read the subtitles of Derk_TheJerk's question, which otherwise sounded like audible screams. "Ah, yeth, cheethe," she finally pieced together, sitting back in her chair. She pictured the dairy substance and pondered her answer. "The zombieth of milk. Moving on!"At the next date, she shooed away some of the clowns/Mr. Mimes hiding under the table and asked: "What would you do in a zombie apocalypthe?"rr1LUICv1-10 1-10
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Zac Ramsay
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The Quizmaster
Player Character
Posts: 113
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Player Name: Zac Ramsay
OOC Username: D-Bug
Arena Points: 70
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Post by Zac Ramsay on Nov 2, 2022 10:36:01 GMT 9
Zac liked practical women. Women who had a good head on their shoulders and could improvise when a trick went wrong and someone lost a finger from a poorly-thrown knife. Women who could take the (now metaphorical) knives that life threw at you and, instead of suing about them, would fight off greedy venue managers who reneged on their promises and now wanted payment for all the free Hors d'oeuvres you'd eaten at the 'customers only' buffet.
Zac also liked beautiful women. Women with legs slightly disproportional to the standard anatomical model, and patience to match. Women with too-much makeup, bottom of the barrel standards, and top-tier boob jobs.
Olga BanHammer wasn't that second thing, but holy shit did she fit the first set of criteria.
Unfortunately, Zac was teleported away before he could ask for her pager number.
He found himself across from a disgusting zombie. They were jawless, and also in full clown makeup. Despite all that, she looked strangely familiar. "A zombie apocolypse? Hmmm. Good question!" Zac said in his haunting, ghostly voice, stalling. "Wow. Lots of variables there. I reckon I'd make a lot of money. A world full of zombies would certainly improve the average sense of humor at my usual gigs!" He laughed. "And they'd smell better too!"
Wiping away a tear, Zac took another look at the player across from him. Something was weird. He knew her. Was this someone he owed money to? "Is that you La Trixxia?" he asked Morgana Riddle , ghostly voice coming out as barely more than a whisper.
The Pumpkaboos descended to take him away, but he dodged the first one. "No! That wasn't my question!" The second picked him up telekinetically and he shouted out his real question just in time. "After JFK faked his death, where do you think he escaped to?"
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orioncayge
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Bandana Guy
Round 2
Posts: 626
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Post by orioncayge on Nov 2, 2022 18:59:46 GMT 9
Orion's ghastly corpse would squint as he pondered the question proffered to him by the man in front of him. Had he forgotten to check the "Men seeking women" card? It's not like he had anything against dudes being with dudes, but he'd barked down that alley once when he and his ex had been on a break (Though did that really count? They used She/Her Pronouns but sill had all the dude bits. Did that make him gay? Pan? Is that line of questioning problematic?) Either way, been there done that, not his speed. Regardless of his sordid romantic past and sexual conquests he needed to lay down some sort of hypothetical for where JFK had scrambled off to.
"I bet he went to like, hang out with Walt Disney in his bunker waiting for the U.S Government to get more cool about cyberpunk dystopias. I hear that Disney has perfected immortality formula so now both of them troll around on the deep VR net validating conspiracies, rubbing their faces in virtual strippers' titties and playing pokemon." He would give the man a devilish wink before the pumpkaboo snatched him and moved him on to the next person in line.
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"Aight, so you get to pitch a new feature to Hydance and they have to implement it to this game, what do you pitch?"1-10
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Post by Furrlicity Purrfection on Nov 3, 2022 0:49:40 GMT 9
Double zombie... or zombie squared? Either way, Furrlicity was serious with his answer to orioncayge. Dead serious, too, if you preferred puns.
He set the other with a look that would be more intimidating if he wasn't having to hold both his eyes in his hands to see.
"I would bring back C0d13." Because Furrlicity was still on that bullshit. Yams hadn't forgotten.
But the Pumpkaboo came and he was forced to spit out teeth along with his next question.
"If it turned out that your entire life was is only a dream, would you want to know?"
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System Admin
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Administrator
Posts: 1,288
Player Name: System
OOC Username: M00K
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Post by System Admin on Nov 3, 2022 12:46:13 GMT 9
To an outsider, it looks like chaos.
Pumpkaboo descending every sixty seconds. Candy spraying from players' mouths while others' chests inflate with passive screams. Slowed-down carnival music in the background as mimes hand out stuffed Pokemon prizes to greedy settlement children.
Professor Ash sits through it all, watching, listening, taking notes, and dutifully answering questions in return.
The silver-haired woman seems to think nothing special of Furrlicity Purrfection's question. She certainly does not connect it to her own life as a fictional game character. "I'd be troubled, certainly. Studies show one cannot read or write in dreams, both of which I've dedicated most of my life as an academic to doing," Ash says with a small smile. "I'd prefer not to know, personally. I've put in too much work to realize it may all be completely obsolete."
BONG! BONG!
Deep resonance echoes through the Mime Circus, and with each stroke of the clock, the spooky effects begin to melt away, starting from #1. Clown makeup vanishes. Zubat flap away, squeaking. Flesh regrows around naked bones. After ten strokes, the player characters are all returned to normal. After eleven, the Pumpkaboo fly away, carrying grinning jack-o-lantern faces into the night.
At the stroke of midnight, Professor Ash stands up, calm and collected beneath her witch hat. "Hello, trainers. I hadn't intended to make a speech, but I just wanted to share the data I've collected tonight with everyone who participated."
Ash releases her Runerigus, which drifts aimlessly around her, a collection of painted stones bound by ethereal darkness. Yes, this is a cutscene.
"Ghost-types always become active around this time of year," Ash says as the camera zooms in on her. "It's always been a matter of professional curiosity to me. Do they feed on fear, or joy? Is it the changing seasons? Or is it merely the atmosphere?"
"I can say with certainty I've monitored more ghost-type activity tonight than any other Halloween Night so far. I'll leave it up to you to draw your own conclusions, but either way, I'd like to thank you for helping facilitate my research."
And providing a host of new questions for the Starter Lab, too.
UNLOCKED: NEW TRAINER SUBCLASS SPECTERGHOST-TYPE | Those who choose to walk among spirits take on certain ghostly aspects in return. Their movements are eerily silent, their skin is cold to the touch, and someone who watches a Specter closely will see their feet never quite touch the ground. Specter's Ghost-type Pokemon are wreathed with a trailing, ghostly aura like a Gastly's, which fades slowly with time. Specters are skilled at becoming incorporeal in response to a threat, attacks passing right through their bodies as if they were made of mist.
Tier 2 - ghost pkmn +5
Tier 3 - ghost moves +5
Tier 4 - +5 vs ghost pkmn
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All participants have unlocked a new subclass! They automatically pre-qualify and may freely switch to Specter at no BYTE cost for the next 30 days.
Thank you for joining Halloween Speed Dating! See you next year! |
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