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1.1 date auction log
1.1: Date Auction
Well hey there guys, gals, and non-binary pals (as well as creatures and beings that have no adherence to the human concept of gender)! Would you look at that? It sure is time for Dodo’s Doki Doki Date Auction!!
Ballroom Bliss
On this fine evening, step through a doorway, any doorway at all, and find yourself whisked off to a lovely ballroom. What’s that? You’ve never seen this room in Dodo House before? Don’t worry about it! The clouds painted upon the ceiling move gently overhead, and the blue skies will shift beautifully through the phases of the sky, all the way from dusk to dawn and back again. While you’ve been whisked away in the clothes you were wearing prior, maybe you didn’t intend to come to the event at all! If that’s the case, and you’re not dressed, there appears to be a lovely magical coat check at the entrance. You may peruse through the offerings of seemingly limitless clothes to change, or you may get abducted by an especially eager coat rack, now sentient in its reach and pushiness.
Aside from the ceiling mural, many white decorations grace the space. Though as the night goes on, there will be a few bubbles that seem to manifest out of nowhere–little pockets of excess energy carrying all of Dodo’s hopes and dreams, perhaps? Growing into contact with one might invite any number of behaviors, including but not limited to:
» Everyone’s a Critic: During the Date Auction blurbs, maybe you just have a really strong opinion on them! Have something to say about someone’s fashion sense? Do you remember making out with that guy on stage and feel like everyone needs to know he’s only a 3/10? The people deserve to know!
» With Whose Money? You’re into bidding now. Like, really into bidding. Maybe you don’t have the money for the bid and actually want to bid something else, like the promise of a long romantic cruise despite the fact that the ports are closed or a candlelit dinner complete with a watching of The Goofy Movie. How could you not win with bets like those?
» At First Sight: A little brush against the bubble and–pop! The next person you see suddenly makes the lights dim, the music swell, the part of your heart that yearns to be known leap out of your ribcage and into their waiting hands. It’s your K-Drama moment. Seize it.
All Bubble Effects can last as long as players would like! However all effects will clear once they exit the ballroom.
» With Whose Money? You’re into bidding now. Like, really into bidding. Maybe you don’t have the money for the bid and actually want to bid something else, like the promise of a long romantic cruise despite the fact that the ports are closed or a candlelit dinner complete with a watching of The Goofy Movie. How could you not win with bets like those?
» At First Sight: A little brush against the bubble and–pop! The next person you see suddenly makes the lights dim, the music swell, the part of your heart that yearns to be known leap out of your ribcage and into their waiting hands. It’s your K-Drama moment. Seize it.
All Bubble Effects can last as long as players would like! However all effects will clear once they exit the ballroom.
Under the Spotlight
Of course, can’t forget the reason that you’re all here in the first place! One by one, characters will be called up to the center stage at the front of the room. Behind them, a Powerpoint Presentation in Comic Sans explaining who they are will pitch them as a date. (You know the ones.) This information can include their Name, AU Life Facts, OU Life Facts, Likes, Dislikes, Ideal Date - whatever you dream of. However, the announcer will also provide crowdsourced blurbs introducing them. Without further ado, please read them all here! At the end of blurb reading, the microphone will be passed over to the auctionee. Anything you'd like to say on your behalf?
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What a magical night.
The Morning After
Regardless of the outcome of the date auctions, characters may find themselves with a dainty corsage of white flowers... which won't come off. But getting rid of these floral bands is simple: find the person with a matching corsage, and go on a date together!
"Date" is an exaggeration, though. Spending some time together, whether it's immediately after the auction or in the days after, will count. Then the corsage will slip right off! Ignore it though, and it'll set off allergies you didn't even know you had.
OOCly, these are your randomized dates, but players are welcome to go on additional dates and plan their own outings based on the date auction as well!
- ♥ Alfred & Felix
♥ Laurent & Buzen
♥ Izuku & Joonghyuk
♥ Machina & Ringo
♥ Rin & Shalem
♥ Lumine & Chai
♥ Rutile & Dimitri
♥ Mithos & Childe
♥ Denji & Rika
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text ↪ un: just.a.chef
Anon until stated otherwise
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eustace doesn't say anything because like, none of that was worth commenting on, but unfortunately for him, the outfit the unrelenting coat check has shoved him into means that the abs are fully on display. i hope yuul is fucking happy now. ]
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NOT HERE
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Nothing is purring. Please see a doctor about your hearing.
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Yes. I think everyone ought to bid on this Alfred fellow instead.
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Aw, c'mon... I'm sure this Dimitri is a great guy. And I sure wish I could be described as hulking...
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did
THIIIIIIIIIIIISS??!?!?!?!
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he is just vibing
vibrating with silent, incandescent rage
dressed like this]
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[ The tone is very much "or else." ]
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[being called up on stage and expected to stand still is truly hell on earth for buzen, and it shows in the way that he’s still constantly in motion even during his segment. when the second announcer falls to their knees, buzen rushes over to offer his hand to help them up!
when the seventh (why are there even seven) announcer mentions lifting his shirt - he plucks at the hem of the crop top he’s wearing and seems amused. there’s not much shirt left to lift… who dressed him because he sure didn’t pick this out for himself
at the end of it all, he takes the mic as offered and seems more bewildered than anything else]
Wow! [just… wow!] Thanks! I think! Ah… Am I really that dog-like? I guess I can bark now.
[why would you bid on this buffoon, why would you subject yourself to that]
[ II. WHAT'S A BID? ]
[he’s clearly excited to be off the stage. but it does mean that he's now in the crowd, susceptible to any pop of bubbles - including the one that makes him jump up at the chance to bid on literally whoever is on stage right now - maybe that's you! it's an impulse and he's following it]
Oh! Me! Let's go on a date!
[the earnest confession of a man with not a single thought in his head. he doesn't even know what a date is. when prompted to ask what he's bidding, he looks confused for a second before just grinning and promising too readily - ]
Oh, I don't know, whatever you want. I don't have much money, but I'm up for anything you'd like.
[please stop him before he lands himself in trouble. or don't.]
[ WILDCARD ]
[ let's do literally anything! i think a kdrama love at first sight moment would be funny and a delight to thread but i won't surprise anyone with it - but feel free to ask and i'll write a starter. every kind of shenanigan welcome! feel free to pm or hit up my plotting comment to hash things out ]
II. :*
W-Wait, don't just start offering at the first chance you get! You need to think it over!!
[ there is some confusion here because his emotions are in a weird back-and-forth flip here, weirdly enough. no, nono go back ]
Or rather, don't bid at all! These kinds of things are a trap! Save your money!!!
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A collector's edition of You Among The Stars Crash Landing In a Winter Sonata.
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not that lumine's doing so, lingering on the sides and watching all this spectacle. ]
Haven't heard the bark yet.
[ she'll bid when she hears it. maybe. sooyoung's very determined to get him and she's not in the mood for a fight to the death, so maybe not. woof woof? ]
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Uh - I think the bids are with money though. ...Maybe? [ HE ACTUALLY HAS NO CLUE?! What is the house even gonna use their cash for - ] Uh, but I'm always looking for people to hit the arcade with!
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WILDCARD?!
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wildcard-ish
athy takes one look at him and has to walk away, too. this is my running gag this log. ]
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II!
[In the midst of both her sobs and foul curses alike, someone is actually deranged enough to bid on her. Her eyes light on Buzen, her rescuer from the cotton candy catastrophe, and her face flushes anew.]
You?! Why? [Then as he fails to put up anything of substance:] Are you m-making fun of me? At least figure out an offer before you bid on someone!
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[The presentation behind Roland as he stands in the center of the stage is relatively sparse, starting with The Roland, cheery social worker by day and solemn monk by night and ultimately ending with Conceal, don't feel.
While that's bizzare in and of itself, the announcements bewilder him more. Killer playwrights? What are skrunkly and Rapunzel? He can brighten days? Cute? Suffering is affectionate? His hand absently hovers over his abdomen at the mention of abs. After the mic is passed his way, he holds onto it for a long, awkward moment.]
. . . I'm sorry. I've no words . . .
B. Bubble(s)
[Wildcard. Pick this prompt and receive a random (or stated) bubble effect! Old and new CR are both welcome.]
C. Corsage
[The morning after, Roland dabs at puffy, reddened eyes with a handkerchief. He pauses when someone enters his line of sight and lifts his head, lowering the hand holding the handkerchief and sporting the corsage of white flowers, with a small smile.]
Is there aught I can do for you?
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[ Sophia looks incredibly confused but game enough when she takes the stage, though the confusion certainly doesn't fade as the announcers start talking. About her, apparently. Still, she's bouncing lightly on her heels, as ever, and when they hand her the microphone, she says, very earnestly-- ]
Thank you very much, but I don't require mortal possessions. I've never been on a date either, but I can most certainly help plan one if you'd like!
However, I am not a baby. Thank you, I will take questions now.
[ that's not how this goes--well, fine?? ]
[ II. She Knows You ]
[ The good part about being an AI is that you're equipped to retain a lot of helpful (citation needed) information. The bad part about being an AI (for everyone else) is that Sophia has managed to memorize all of those helpful little blurbs and if you make eye contact with her or even brush past her, she is absolutely going to prattle one of said blurbs, word for word, and-- ]
That referred to you, correct?
[ III. BIDDINGADINADING THE SEQUEL ]
[ Hi. She bonked into a bubble. And as the bidding begins, she blurts out... ]
I will allow you to floof me with an agreed-upon time limit! I am aware of what floofing is now, and while I will usually deny it, this time is fine!
[ Ma'am. ]
[ IV. Wildcard ]
[ Literally anything, I love chaos and I love cute, let's be disasters. ]
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... how can I even come up with a better bid than that...
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II, I'm tagging you twice and I won't apologize
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[While flipping through the elaborate magic coat check, you come to the thickest rack in the set and pry the hangers apart — and reveal a recoiling, red-faced girl hidden behind the gowns. She hisses as the light of the ballroom falls on her.
She glowers.
Then reaches to close the gap again. Speak not of what you've seen.]
2) I said DO NOT PERCEIVE ME
[Hiding only works for so long, and soon it's Fukawa's turn on the auction block! Except she's withered at every word uttered about her prospects, and though she's been dressed for the occasion she looks anything but happy to be there.
"Any takers?" chirps the announcer. "Oh — oh no, sweetie, are you crying? Don't cry. Don't. I mean. Come on, everyone likes a smile. When you smile the whole world smiles with you! Anyone want to come cheer her up?"
She responds in the world's smallest and most malevolent whisper:]
I'm g-going to rip your eyeballs out and feed them to the birds...
3) Bubble Trouble - With Whose Money
[Thanks to magical interference Fukawa does not flee the scene the second she left the stage. She did try. Clattered off the risers with the grace of a drunken elephant and tried to book it for the door, only to catch a bubble direct to the chest.
She'd lumbered back into the crowd, dazed and confused. At least until the next round of bidding starts. Her hand snaps high in the air and she shouts with uncharacteristic fervor.]
I'LL GIVE YOU MY HAIR!!
4) Godspeed
[CONGRATS! YOU'RE ON A DATE!
No matter where you go — the movies (something called Cats is playing?), a cafe, the zoo, mini-golf, an escape room, your bedroom — her opening line remains the same.]
D-don't you get any perverted ideas! [She'll point a finger at you, seething, flushed tomato red.] I'm devoted to my darling B-Byakuya-sama! So if you lay one finger on me, I'll scream!
[Have fun!]
5) WILDCARD
[game for anything! I'm probably limiting Syo material here but my plotting post is here if you want to hash something out! Let's get busy gang.]
4. my brain is tragically too small to come up with a better date idea
What's more pressing is the strange behavior of his date, who both looks and sounds like she would rather be anywhere else than within a ten food radius? Alright then. Should he be worried?? ]
Calm down. I'm not interested in you.
[ Yikes. Straight out of the gate like that. At least he's honest?? ]
We can go our separate ways after this date [ he wrinkles his nose as he says it ] is over.
my brain is small as well, we can make a half a brain together
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cw: unhealthy dynamics
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in fact, she's just gotten out of the coat closet herself, a little less outrageously dressed than the others but still not comfortable with the way she was manhandled by a damn coat rack. ]
Hey—
[ lumine will instinctively try to grab at izuku's shirt??? hopefully, it doesn't rip in the ensuing tug-o-war with the rack?? ]
lumine!!!
sorry for the delay ;;
no worries!
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3 - denji date
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morning after
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II. MAKING IT RAIN
LOCKED TO ALFRED: MORNING AFTER
X. WILDCARD
it me
but when he goes to do his daily training, he spots his good pal felix who seems to be. having problems.]
Did you catch a cold or something, Felix?
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ii. ballroom bliss
iii. morning after
iv. wildcard
ii!
Though...]
Ah - I know of some dances, yes...
[This is definitely said with Uncertainty. All the dances he knows are ceremonial! Or just weird spirit dances which aren't quite netflix's wednesday deranged dance step levels, but are still not suited for a beautiful ballroom dance floor.]
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[ This isn't the first time he found himself on a stage and somehow just goes along with it anyway. Any confusion he had about why he would be up for auction is quickly put to the side when he sees an opportunity to be in the spotlight. This kind of thing usually only happens in his imagination! ]
Wow - yeah, let's go Chai! When it comes to plans, I don't just make it easy, I make it awesome! Should we start the bidding at ten thousand? Oh, that's right, I'll take questions, too. Who wants to go first? Please, please, one at a time!
🗲 BALLROOM BLISS
[ Chai didn't just pop one bubble, he popped too many. Like a distracted cat. When the lights dim and the music swells, Chai locks on to his target, and full of swagger walks in slow-mo towards them like he's experiencing his own movie scene. In some ways he is, because everyone else around him is moving at a normal pace, so to anyone else he just looks like a really slow-moving guy.
At the peak of his (self-perceived) coolness, another bubble comes in contact with him, popping right in his eye. If that doesn't snap him out of it enough, he accidentally bumps into someone else right in that moment. ]
Ah-- whoops! I'm-- wait, crap!
[ All it took was a moment and his true target was gone! Oh well, there's still you... ]
🗲 WILDCARD
[ Totally open for some corsage shenanigans if anyone wants to! ]
ballroom bliss
No one ever claimed Izuku was the picture of grace - he just about manages it only during battles. Still, there's no annoyance or anger on his face when he glances to see who knocked into him. ]
Oh, uh, sorry, I didn't see you there? [ Izuku, he knocked into you from behind, of course you didn't. ]
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