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 Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 4:36 pm
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cornflowerblue - kalaThe twins had finally arrived for their dates at the Valentine Festival. They were holding hands more so because Kita wanted to. Kala had no idea she was even entered, because the sister didn't remember signing up. Her assumptions kept pointing back to Kita.
"What do you think our dates look like?"
"I don't know."
"Kala, aren't you excited?"
"Not entirely."
"Come on, have some fun."
"You know me. This is not my idea of fun."
"I know! It's my idea!"
'I knew it. .'
Kala glowered and hung her head. Kita was in too much of a good mood and it really made her stand out. She seemed to be the only one who wasn't happy about this festival, that she could see anyways. They were told to wear these funny hats too. The twins decided not to wear them and simply the their hats in their hands, so as not to mess up the flowery decorations in their hair. Kita held a visor, while Kala held her sombrero.
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 8:13 pm
      - Julian Fate, Miah Bernadetto, & Stella Hammett- Miah hadn't been looking around for too long when her view was beginning to be obstructed by someone. She figured at first they would move along, at least until she noticed the girl was actually moving towards her. A slight glance upward revealed a tiara on her head. Ah so here was her date... Wait... "Ah..." Though she said it, Miah wasn't entirely sure but this girl had been in school with her. Scratch that, she was definitely sure now. With Xochiquetzal tugging at her hat's attached strings, it took Miah a second to react. "I... am actually, with a chullo on top of my head" simply replied the blonde. Well there went any chance of a wild date... the girl was pretty in her way of course but... yeah no wild date. "Looks like you're my date then..." To be fair Miah always had trouble learning the girl's name. It probably didn't help that she was just the weird girl to make it shorter. "Got anything in mind? Aside from toying with my hat?" She added a small smile to that last part, it was kind of cute... Long and behold did her date arrive, but... Stella looked at the young girl below her and couldn't help but tilt her head for a bit. Well... this was unfortunate... Such a waste of good hats even; the girl had a good wimple though. It was perhaps too big for her, but she looked adorable in it. It was big after all. Had she been fifteen years older, it all would have been well... Still, that didn't mean she couldn't have a nice night. Of course it didn't. "Hello there" smiled the blue haired woman before giving the girl a bit of help with her hat. She placed the loose parts of the wimple hat away from her line of sight. "My name is Stella Hammett. I think... you are my partner for the night. Am I right?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 9:38 pm
тнє мσияσє тωιиѕ  єℓιzαвєтн нσυѕтσи мσияσє Elizabeth practically skipped towards the Festival, Eliza in tow. The bouncy twin shot another apologetic glance back, struggling to stop the giggles that kept slipping from her lips. Her sister had not taken the revelation of the blind date as poorly as expected, but that didn’t mean it was great news. Elizabeth was beyond excited though. She adjusted the Capuchon as she began scanning the crowd for a bonnet. Each hat in turn- no, no, no. She wrapped her hands around her face and her eyes widened when she saw the Turban however. Eliza was going to be surprised. She tugged at her sister and pointed him out. She was met with an elbow to her rib-cage, expected though painful. As Eliza snapped her farewell and her sighting of the her sisters date, Elizabeth rescanned the crowd. Her eyes fell to a guy seated with the bonnet(Keegan Santana) in his lap. Silently wishing that she’d brought her small squirrel, Arco, as her nerves mounted. Maybe she should have carried her hat too.. it was.. silly, she supposed. " Hello,” she mumbled before swallowing and repeating again with a widening smile, " Hi, I’m Elizabeth.” |•||•|•||•|•||•|•||•|  єℓιzα кєℓℓєи мσияσє Elizabeth. That mighty-make-me-move-here, trick-me, tease-me, force-me, bait-me b***h. Elizabeth.Eliza was not very excited to be involved in yet ANOTHER festival, especially one that she was just signed up for with absolutely no consent. How DARE she… Eliza had half the mind to just stay home. Sucks for the loser who excitedly signed up for this stupid this to find— oh I don’t know—NO ONE wearing a STUPID looking rainbow UMBRELLA HAT. For the love of all- Eliza despised coming here looking like a jackass. On arrival, she suddenly didn’t mind her umbrella hat so much. There were a few much more pathetic looking things wandering about. Feeling her sister pulling at her attention, Eliza sighed as she took note of a man in a Turban(Ed Triggs). Sliding her hands onto her hips, she observed him for a long moment before took her leave- assaulting Elizabeth one final time. “ Nice hat,” she commented, hands still firmly on her hips, “ do you mind if I lose mine now that I’ve found you?” ooc || biggrin biggrin
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 9:54 pm
 Her father had not been excited that she signed up so readily, but Marie was. How EXCITING! A blind date! A Valentines romance, maybe? She had to buy the mask with her own money, luckily her first check from the Inn had been before the festival or it would have been a paper mache gas mask for her. Now she just had to find what handsome young strapping boy was wearing a baseball cap. She scanned the crowd on excitedly tipped toes, chewing her bottom lip. Every time she saw a male of her general age range she happily examined the hat. She had no thought to look for an older man( Mao Xiqui). ooc || :3 Why Hello Mr Xiqui
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 10:18 pm
мι¢нαєℓ мαтнєωѕ уσυиg  ' She's too young. TOO YOUNG.' Michael scolded, knowing full well his 18 year old daughter was old enough to make her own choices. He'd decided to attend the festival for not only the purpose of watching out for Marie, and Markel who Mathew had tricked into attending as a dater, but to look for Anna, who had left the house this morning.. His arms were folded across his chest as he stood staring at the crowd. After his colossal loss at the cooking festival, which in his rights he should have been a top contender in, he hadn't been much for crowds. A semi-professional chef putting salt in his dessert? Humiliating. His wife rubbing all over a man( John) who was now inching around in a straw hat, sweating all over sunflowers and chocolates. Where was his cooking partner now? |•||•|•||•|•||•|•||•| мαякєℓ вαуиαя∂ уσυиg  " I hate him.. I hate him. I hate him." Markel wandered around mumbling to himself as he eyed all the daters in various hats meeting and greeting one another. He kept a close eye on his dad, not really wanting to be in the festival at all. It wasn't until Marie and Mathew both had him so worried about hurting some girls feelings by standing her up that he agreed to suck it up and attend. The bowler hat sat in place of his commonly worn one and he searched for someone wearing a hat of fruit. ' People, more people...,' he echoed internally, something he commonly thought when faced with crowds. ' Come on, suck it up... they are just... people..' ooc || Don't mind Michael mad dogging poor John. I create my own drama! Muahaha!
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 8:53 pm
Eva had sort of lost interest in looking for his sombrero date when he got distracted by the most adorable little squirrel he'd ever seen. He was sort of crouched near a raised flower bed while trying to entice it closer though he didn't really have anything to feed it. But it seemed like it was pretty used to people trying to interact with it because it was eyeing him curiously instead of trying to run away. He pushed up the brim of his top hat and sort of shuffle-hopped a little closer, still holding out his hand. "Come here little fellow..."He had no idea what he would do if he got it to come closer but he just really wanted to pet that cute, fluffy tail. *** Chloe did not sign up for Valentine's day but she sort of wanted to go because the cooking festival had just been so fun and she thought it might be fun to watch everyone pair up for blind dates. She liked watching people in general and she'd never been to the garden so it all worked out. And with all the couples there, she didn't imagine anyone would notice that she wasn't actually taking part in the festivities. When she arrived, there were an awful lot of people with a variety of silly hats. It was so adorable and funny, and she was just so distracted by all the hats that as she wandered around the garden, she somehow managed to trip over her own feet and smash right into the nearest person--who actually was a slightly familiar face from the cooking festival ( Michael).
"Oh!" Chloe said, trying to catch her balance. "I am so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was walking."
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 1:48 am
 
But Juliette Piper was on a mission. She was turning six at the end of the month and soon after would be starting the first grade. She was growing up, getting older, and frankly, she wasn't getting any younger. It was about time she find herself a boyfriend. And she wasn't going to let something like a lack of a fruit hat get in her way! After having her father google pictures of bowler hats, she had decided to simply show up, hat-less, and find the boy with the bowler hat, and just see what happens.
However, about halfway to the garden, she discovered that she had caught herself a follower! An adult may have been startled to turn around to find a baby walrus of all things following them, but Juliette wasn't six yet and so she still had the innocent sense of wonder of a child and didn't let it bother her. And how convenient for her, the walrus was wearing a fruit hat! Tempting the walrus with a piece of candy she had kept in her pocket for safekeeping, she marched straight to the garden, fruit-hat-wearing-walrus in tow.
It did not take long for Juliette to spot a boy (Markel) wearing a bowler hat. He was a little young, but she could deal with it. Completely un-self-conscious, she tromped up to the boy and peered up at him. So this was her new boyfriend. Interesting how life turned out! "Hello," she chirped, polite as her grandmother had taught her to be. "My name is Juliette Piper. Are you my new boyfriend?" she questioned, pointing to walrus behind her to confirm that she was in fact in possession of a fruit hat.
[ooc: I'll reply with everyone else in a separate post!]
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 2:31 am
Elliot didn't need to wait for very long before someone approached her. A tall someone. Craning her neck, she blinked in surprise to see it was Lunesca! A coworker! Elliot spent more time at work with the animals than people, so she didn't know Lunesca that well, but she still felt relieved to see a familiar face. Even though she had come here, she really wasn't very interested in dating, and it could feel much more like a platonic outing if it were with someone she knew already. "Lunesca," she greeted the young woman, the corners of her mouth raising into an imperceptible smile. "Are we? That's nice." With her monotone, she may have sounded a little sarcastic, but she was genuinely pleased. "I was concerned, I didn't know what to do. I am new to dates." Maybe to someone else, the idea of a forty year old being new to dates would seem a little odd, but Elliot didn't see anything wrong with it!
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Mentally repeating the word 'bangs' over and over again, Yuri shook Umi's hand uneasily -- she hoped the young woman wouldn't notice that she was on edge. She just had to relax! Relax! Relax and just enjoy meeting someone new. Maybe try to make a new friend. She didn't exactly have a lot of female friends. ...or friends in general. She wasn't good at this sort of thing. Thankfully, she didn't seem to be paired up with anyone too unpleasant, she thought as Umi joked about the hats. "At least you can see your face with yours," she nodded towards Umi's hat, laughing softly. "I'm not sure I could hold much of a conversation with this on," she shifted the helmet from one arm to the other; it was getting heavy. "I like this better than the year we had to wear colored T-shirts. Not many people can pull off orange. At least we can pick the color of our hockey helmets." Good, good, just keep it up like this, and maybe she'd be able to make it through today without needing to call Junior for a quick calm down.
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Visor, visor, visor... Garland was out on the lookout for a visor, and he just wasn't seeing many... Ahah! After a few moments of glancing around anxiously at each attractive girl who walked by (there were a lot, what was up with this place?) he spotted a brunette girl (Kita) clinging to a visor. No wonder had taken him so long to notice her, she wasn't wearing it on her head! His dumb grin widening, he began to walk towards her -- then stopped dead in his tracks when he realized she was holding hands with the white haired chick next to her. Could it be.... lesbians?! Garland made it through half a dozen mental self-fives before realizing that they looked a lot alike, despite obvious color differences, and were probably just really close siblings or cousins instead of lesbians. Though...
Shaking the impure thoughts out of his head, Garland resumed his walking over, beelining straight for the visor-holding girl. She was pretty! And didn't look like she was fourteen! Swallowing hard, he stopped right in front of her before trying to smile suavely (he just ended up looking a little nauseated). "'Sup," he greeted her with a jerk of his head, the buckles on his bicycle helmet clattering softly. "I'm Garland, I think I'm your date for today." This was awesome.
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 5:42 pm
 Alette stood silently as her headdress was fixed by the older woman. A tint of red showed on her cheeks and she began to laugh nervously, breaking into a large grin. "Thanks" She said as she examined her partner for the evening. Alette had gotten a bit used to older company since moving to the island. Sure she had been hanging out with the locals closer to her age, and school let her meet new friends, but since she lived with a group of adults, she just seemed to gravitate more towards them now. She moved her hands to her hips and gave the woman another toothy smile, "Alette R. Stonebrak." She put extra emphasis on the R., thinking it made her sound more outstanding. A hero had to be dazzling even without their alter ego after all! The teen held up her arms and flexed her muscles playfully. "Ally of justice extraordinaire!" Alette exclaimed with her power pose only to drop her stance a few seconds later, "And your partner for tonight~." She then held out her lanky arm, allowing it to be shook with a pleasant "Nice to meet ya'" as she bounced her body expectantly. The little miss was excited to spend time with a potential new ally.
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 2:10 pm
Looking up from his notepad after going over it for the umpteenth time, both to assure himself he knew what he was doing and also to admire the handwriting that he had perfected over the years. Ed didn't think a typewriter could manage as well as his very own hands could! But, the man was getting ahead of himself – he couldn't start the conversation with his date on something as intimate as his handwriting. So, he pocketed the tiny notebook and decided to swap to finding out what he could possibly say that was nice to the girl that walked up. The first thing he noticed was her height – which was almost exactly his, maybe give or take a centimeter, but it was still nice to have someone at eye level. Now, it would be even nicer if said someone wasn't wearing something that reminded him vaguely of the Sonata family – not that the clothes put him off, but, as most Nirvani citizens would, he felt himself tense just a little at the idea that this could be a relative.
Thankfully, when she opened her mouth, it was obvious that she was at least a black sheep of the family, if at all related. “Please.” He said instantly after her query, reaching up to snatch his own silly hat off. At least he didn't have to bear with something as impractical as an umbrella hat on a nice, sunny day. After discarding his turban in a garbage bin beside the lamppost, he smoothed out his hair and stared at her silently for a moment. Step Three indicated that he needed to compliment her as often as he could, but.. He frowned, “.....You must be very confident to leave your home without brushing your hair. I understand females often suffer from anxieties on their appearance, so it's admirable you have managed to overcome those.” Yes, that was something nice. He extended a hand in greeting and began to rattle off his introduction, “My name is Ed Triggs, I'm 26 years old, and my interests involve collecting coins and math. I also work at the library as a librarian.”
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'Horrified' didn't cover what Lilia felt at the man's response, stepping back and sending a look back to her carriage where the driver hovered in wait for her to approach. Any Sonata actually looking a servant in the eyes was a signal to do something and, lucky for the carriage driver, he figured out that that something was to jump back onboard and dash away from square and back to the mansion. ..Or he may have just stolen her ride and the abundant supply of treats she had brought along for her date. Well. She supposed she would have to call her police station to ask them to investigate a potential carriage jacking, but at least her things wouldn't be stolen by this outcast- oh, he was joking. She pursed her lips at him and crossed her arms, “Well, I hope your joke was worth losing our ride.” There was no way she was going to give him a treat now. Good thing she had left box of peasant snacks with the carriage.
..That also meant she would have to stick with her date or else risk being swarmed by the horde of peasants wanting to say they touched true royalty. She was happy she hadn't worn her crown that day. She looked him over as he reached up to take his helmet off. ..Well, up close, he really didn't look as much of a rebel as she had thought from afar. In fact, the long hair was somewhat.. charming, but he was still a dirty looking peasant with-- oh, lord. She covered her mouth with one dainty hand and guffawed as she pointed to his head with the other, “Your hair! Have you seen your hair? It's absolutely absurd! I can't believe you came to a date with me with hair like that..!” ...Oh, laughing this much was probably as far from royal behavior as she could get, wasn't it? She took a breath and stopped, flicking back her hair to remind herself who she was before introducing herself.
“I'm Queen Lilia Sonata, I can promise myself that I'll be safe with you. Unless we're going to see your hairdresser.” Oh, she almost wished she could meet whoever had done that to his hair so she could blacklist them from the island.
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Mao hadn't planned on actually searching for his date much as it seemed much easier to sit around and wait for them to find him, but.. Well, the minutes ticked by, people walked to and fro, and still no one had located him and his hat. He suspected that a baseball cap was far too ordinary for anyone to really notice in this mess of odd hats, but he had hoped everyone would take a short moment to look at him and see if they could have struck gold. But, alas, it seemed no one was really that interested in the old man. He felt that confidence slowly begin to trickle away – but, no, Mao wasn't going to accept his 'too old' status, not after he had taken the time to put on this damnable cologne! (Which really had taken quite some time as he had accidentally spritzed himself twice with some other disturbing scents in his search for the one intended to entice women. Three showers in one morning meant far too much had been invested into this day for him to drop it and walk home.)
So, Mao had left his passive position and began to walk around the garden in search of a gas mask – which hadn't taken long at all! In fact, it was on that very short, very.. young.. little girl. He paused a few feet behind the wandering child, his face twisting sourly in disappointment with just a hint of rage because Zhi. His damned niece hadn't paid an second of real attention to this event, had she? No, because she had set him up with some child! ...Well, he wasn't going to just leave her wandering around... He sluggishly found her trail again and this time, rather than stand around in frustration, he approached her (Marie). “Excuse me. Unless you suffer from a mental disorder or some strangely severe allergies that would force you to wear a gas mask to a garden – which begs the question as to why you are in a garden at all, I'm assuming you are my date.” He paused to let her absorb how out of his league he was before he drawled, “I hope you are at least legal.”
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Oh, so.. she was happy? John didn't have to be told twice for him to share that same happiness! He beamed a smile as he replied, “I don't think it could be worse, but, thank you. I'm glad I got you too – you're very pretty and nice and smart,” And though he couldn't say there were 'worse' people to get, he was very happy that she seemed to be pleased with him. He could have been on a date with someone who wanted someone else and that would have been really worse. “and, uh, these are for you – I'm sorry if you don't like chocolate or, oh, you're not allergic to flowers, right?” He didn't think she could be, considering they worked on a farm and there were plenty of little wildflowers growing around and she had that garden, but.. Maybe it was specifically sunflowers? His smile dropped in favor of a worrisome frown as he hesitantly offered them over, “We can throw them away or.. burn them if you don't like it? I'm sorry, I didn't plan for a fire, but we can have a barbeque instead if it makes you feel better?”
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Xochiquetzal's hand released as soon as the girl acknowledged her and spoke. Ah.. So, she could see her? She had been considering that this girl was a spirit inbetween realms, but, it seemed that hope was proven incorrect. She frowned slightly as she drew her hand back to her side and looked the girl over again – she.. didn't seem peculiar, pretty normal, in fact, which.. was odd. Why would she be lead to this one? Had her aunt tampered with the true results of the drawing and hidden the real Goddess chosen for her or.. Or was this it? She held her hand to her chin as she pondered, before cocking her head and prompting, “...Have you any.. paranormal experience.. Miah?” She sent a slow glance at the rest of the crowd there, wondering if any more suitable hats were about just in case this was the wrong date – but, it seemed that everyone, while in very silly hats, didn't have a hat that struck her as anymore Goddess-y. She looked back to Miah, “...I had... thought that it would be.. enjoyable to go, ah, shopping together.”
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 2:03 am
Keegan was fiddling with the bonnet in his lap, bored with his surroundings. It seemed like his date was never going to show up. Maybe he should just go home. Home sounded nice. He was getting ready to stand up and walk out when he heard someone talking nearby. At first, he thought that there was no way that someone was talking to him and decided it best to keep playing with his hat until they left with their date. However, once the person spoke again, a little louder, he looked up from his lap to take note of the woman standing there. By woman he meant young lady and by young lady he meant young lady. She couldn't be much older than him, much to his disappointment. "Keegan." He said with a blank stare as their eyes met. He placed the hat next to him on the bench and stood up. The sun shining in his eyes while he looked up at her wasn't very fun, after all. He realized that she was a little taller than him once he was up. He didn't quite know if that was worth pointing out, so he decided it probably wasn't. He did, however, take a few seconds to fully look her over. She wasn't all that bad, overall. Maybe in a few years, she'd be worth his time. "So, we should probably date, right?"
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Beatrice held onto her hat with both hands delicately in front of her as she awaited for his response. Though, she had to quickly release one of her hands of the hat to cover her mouth as she started to laugh. Was Seth scared of Xeiro? That was so adorable! Once she was certain that she was done laughing, she gripped for the hat again. "Yes. He's over there." She nodded her head in the direction that she had watched her brother walk earlier. "That's actually why I'm here. I was a little reluctant because I really just think these things are kind of dumb, but he somehow got signed up or something? I really don't know what's going on with him. He mentioned some other girl, but I just think that maybe he wanted to fabricate this someone signed him up story in case word got back to her." She looked back at Seth and smiled, trying to not laugh again. "If he's ever mean to you, just taunt him about his little girlfriend." She winked before giggling slightly. Oh, this was turning out to be a lot more fun than she had once thought.
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Xeiro kept his hands in his pockets, fiddling with some change and his house key. He glanced down at her shoes at the mention and smiled. He didn't understand much about shoes, but he did understand that she was pretty short. Maybe he should sit down, then there heads could be right about the same height. That was mean, but it did cause him to feel a little more comfortable. His guards had been up because this whole thing just seemed odd, but this girl seemed to be pretty nice. Surely there wasn't anything bad going on here. Ah. He hadn't said his real name, what a dumb thing to do. "Oh, yeah. Sorry about that. I'm Xeiro. Xeiro Rameri." He nodded. "Your hat looks very nice on you." He added, feeling like there needed to be something to talk about and girls always seemed to love to talk about themselves. Maybe he could just stand around and nod his head as she talked about how a pirate hat was the perfect hat to wear on a day like this with her hair like that and her outfit like this and omg her shoes like that. Yeah, that sounded like some probable girl speak. He had lived with only women since he was in his 20s; he should know what they liked to talk about.
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Lyra let out a small shriek before she could successfully cover her mouth. She had no idea that Javor had already been in the bushes when she had slithered through. "You scared me." She sighed and turned to look over at him. It seemed that she had made a good decision in choosing a partner for this. Not only had he seen the girl in question before, but he was very punctual. What were they doing? Okay, so maybe she hadn't picked the best person, or maybe she hadn't fully expressed her intentions before. "We are going to mediate whenever necessary to make sure that their date is successful, but not too successful if you catch my drift. He needs to know that the other girl is not the only one for him, but he doesn't need to get too far with this one and switch to her. You know what I mean? So, we just have to keep them on track if it's not working out or knock them back a little if it happens to get a little too heavy. Though, I don't much see that happening with her. She looks like she has some sort of standards." She peeked out through the bush and was looking back over at them when she spotted Beatrice and Seth. Oh great. Was she going to have to make sure that nothing happened on that date either?
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Lunesca took a step back when she noticed just how hard it was for Elliot to look up at her. She didn't want to give the poor girl a stiff neck while on their date. Date was such an uncomfortable word. She was pretty happy that she had been lucky enough to get good people two year's in a row. It didn't even much feel like a date, so that was a relief. She crossed her arms across her chest and nodded her head. Luna really enjoyed listening to Elliot talk. It was like she was just so calm and thoughtful, such a change from what the circus normally had to offer. Bubbles and Super Kuiper were a tad too much for her tastes, so it was nice to be able to talk to someone that didn't seem to be bouncing off of the walls. "Yeah. I'm kind of new to the idea too." Growing up as a part of a traveling troupe usually meant that she didn't have many chances to go on real dates. "We can learn together, I suppose." She shrugged before dropping her arms and patting her legs somewhat anxiously. Hmm, what exactly could they get into around here? "I think there's some chocolate over there. I have a few dollars if you'd like some?" Yes, chocolate sounded nice. Maybe they could stand over there and observe people. Finnian and Ezekiel were both probably having horrible dates by this point.
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Ezekiel looked at Kade and smiled before extending his hand to the man. "Yes! I don't normally wear a bandana." He shook his hand gingerly before releasing it and pulling the bandana from his head and draped it over his hand. "It's very nice to meet you, Kade. I have not made it to the local salon, but I could use a good trim." He nodded once more before pulling the bandana off of his hand and revealing a single rose. After all, it wasn't a date with Ezekiel unless he was pulling flowers out of somewhere. "I am Ezekiel Baum, the local magician." It was important to mention their names and professions, right? Oh, he hoped that this man wouldn't think that he was mocking him in some way. He offered the flower to Kade with a smile. "I hope to have a fun time with you today." Even if Kade happened to be a little older, that didn't mean that they couldn't have some sort of fun! Fun applied to all ages, especially if there was a little magic!
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Tatyana rolled her eyes harder than any eyes had ever been rolled ever when she heard a familiar voice screaming. She turned her head in the direction and saw none other than the dorky little man that had peed himself and cried and goddess knows what else when they had been stranded on the mountain together. She stood up when she noticed that he was wearing a sun hat. She wanted more than anything to just point over at something all dramatically and make a mad dash, but she supposed that she should just stand around and potentially make fun of him some. "Yes. I'm looking for a date in a sun hat." She said while trying desperately to hold back any tone of sarcasm. "It's very nice to see you again. It looks like you recovered well from the mountain thing." She looked at his silly outfit and noted the basket. It seemed like he was actually trying to put forth some effort here. Whether or not it no longer applied since he had seen it was her, she was going to try to be nice to him and make it through this.
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Riley smirked at the man standing before him that had just bowed. What in the ******** was that even? "Thanks, man. The same can be said for your eye. Some pretty cool s**t being what, the only ******** missing an eye? Same one too. What are the odds of some s**t like that?" He flipped his hair off of his shoulder and glanced around the place. He'd be damned if he was going to stand here and have some ideal chitchat. They needed to do something. There were a bunch of idiots standing around like they didn't have any sense already, they weren't going to add to that mess. "What do you say we blow this ******** joint and find some cool s**t to get into? None of these people are home now, right? We could go ******** some s**t up." He nodded, a bit too eagerly, and tossed his hair about in the process. It was such a brilliant plan, but of course it was. He had come up with it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 10:52 pm
"Is it different every year?" Umi said, watching Yuri shift the hockey mask to her other arm. Shirts, flowers, hats...if she didn't have a boyfriend next year, she'd have to participate just to see what crazy thing they needed to wear to find their dates. She sort of liked the hats--they were useful for starting conversations at the very least. Umi shifted from one foot to the other, unsure what else to say. This was somewhat awkward, wasn't it? Not just because she'd been on a date with Yuri's ex-husband but because they were just standing around in a park full of people in goofy, and there were way too many distractions here to have a good conversation. "Do you want to go get a coffee?" she asked Yuri, smiling slightly. "It will be my treat?"** "I'm not worried about it," Michael said, chuckling slightly at Lilia's offended tone. Good Lord. He'd never had the opportunity to meet someone as wealthy as she was but the woman was practically a walking rich-girl cliche. The most amusing part was how she didn't recognize how completely ridiculous she was. "Everything on the island is a two minute walk from everything else--unless you're a geriatric, it's not a problem to just walk, your majesty." It was sort of disturbing that this lady was supposed to be their mayor. Though mostly it was just funny as hell. And...then she started laughing at his hair. Well, that was a delayed reaction. Michael rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Yeeeahh, well, that's what my dad said too." He leaned closer to Lilia, studying her face. "You sure you're not really an old man in disguise? Kinda hard to tell under all that make up, you know?"** "Yer thin' Ah'm pretty?" Murren asked, grinning up at John. Well that was sweet--and it wasn't something she heard often. Of course, that might just be because cows couldn't talk. Then again, even if they could, she didn't think they'd find her pretty. And if they did find her pretty, that would be kind of weird and uncomfortable anyway so she was pretty glad she didn't have to listen to her cows tell her she was pretty. It was much nicer coming from John anyway. "Well, yer 'andsome ter so Ah guess et's e'en?" She took the gifts from him, unable to keep from smiling just because flowers and chocolate were so old fashioned and, well, she just loved that kind of thing. "Ah'm no' allergic. If'n Ah woz, it'd be 'ard ter work out on th' farm, yer know?" She pulled them close protectively when he suggested they could burn them.
"We're no' gonna burn them!" she told him. "Tha's jus' a waste o' yer money right there. Ah lo'e flowers!" She lowered her face to the bouquet to smell them, as she looked up at John. "So wot are yer plans then? Or do yer 'ave any?"** "I suspect taunting one's boss is a fast way to get fired," Sethrian said, giving Beatrice a very slight smile. "And all else aside, I do at least enjoy my job somewhat." Which is why they needed to leave quickly--which was fine because he had already prepared a picnic for them. They just had to go pick it up and find a nice place to eat it (well, he did have several potential locations in mind.) But the sooner he got out of the park with...gulp...his employer's little sister, the better. "To be entirely honest, I'm unsure why I signed up. Especially since last year was disastrously idiotic. But...my luck has proven significantly better this year." Sethrian looked around and, noting that most people were pairing up, decided it was okay to suggest leaving.
"If you don't mind spending the afternoon with me," he said hesitantly. "I had prepared things for a picnic...if you're interested."**
"It's a pleasure to meet you then, Xeiro," Angela said, thoughtfully. "Rameri...sounds Italian." He looked rather Italian as well. Hmmm. Too bad he was so much older. Still, he seemed nice? Even if it was a little like hanging out with her father, she supposed it wouldn't be a complete waste of a day.
"Oh! I'm Angela. Angela Tremaine." She held her hand out to shake, giving him a grin. "And I've always rather thought being a pirate would be fun. Though I think the hat would get annoying after a while. Still, I love sailing so at least that part would be enjoyable."Saying of which--she really needed to get the boat out a bit. It had been sitting at the docks for far too long. Probably needed a good scrub down too. Maybe she should drag Mr. Italian muscles down there to get it done. Then again, that would be a pretty terrible date, wouldn't it? Drat. ** Javor listened carefully, mostly gleaning Lyra's intent from her speech. At the very least, he gathered that her father was dating someone she didn't like and she wanted to shift his focus toward the little Snezhanka for some reason. "It is possible," Javor said, after a long silence. "That your family has developed an unhealthy obsession of each other's love lives." Considering, at the very least, that her father had stalked her during the last Valentines for what seemed to be somewhat similar reasons. Javor paused to wonder just how he had managed to get selected to help with this sort of thing twice in a row. Then again, Lyra seemed a little less nervous than her father so she might be more open to some of his suggestions. "If you do not like the other girl, it is more efficient to simply kidnap her and lock her up somewhere, yes?"** Gray did not know what to say to Riley. He was just so...crude. Well, it wasn't as if he'd never spent time with people were crude. He usually had no problems talking with them or interacting with them--it's just that it was very much not the image he wished to create for himself here. He wanted to be trustworthy and well-liked. And not just because itw as easy to take advantage of people when you were well liked, but also because it meant people probably wouldn't go out of their way to make things miserable for him here if he was. And he had a strong feeling that spending any time with Riley would completely damage his reputation beyond repair. "The odds do seem at least somewhat slim," Gray admitted. "Though I do suspect we didn't lose our eyes in quite the same way. After all, the incident with my eye did involve a mermaid..." And it was pretty damn hard to top that story because it was completely true! Wait...wait! What was he talking about? That did not sound good at all. "Ah...yes. Well, I suppose we could but then again, I have no idea where any of these people live. That does somewhat make '********' anything up quite difficult, does it not? Though I don't mind leaving if you want."Because honestly the sooner they were away from people where no one could see him with this shady man, the better!
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 1:50 am
This was possibly the worst date Lilia could imagine with how insulting this disgusting peasant was, but she hadn't drowned yet so she supposed it couldn't be considered the worst run in with a peasant yet. She would just have to make sure they stayed away from any large bodies of water. Still, why on her island was there so many.. horrible, uncouth men? She just didn't understand it! It was nothing at all like what her father had described to her! She scowled as Michael moved in a little too close for comfort, making her roll her eyes at his lack of etiquette on something as simple as personal space. Then he asked if she was an old man and whatever that boy at the harbor did suddenly seemed so miniscule in comparison.
“Excuse me? You must be joking to ever imply – that.. I do not wear..!” She took in a deep breath and huffed it back out as she turned on her heel and soothed herself. He was only a stupid peasant who didn't know any better, she had to remember! It wasn't really their.. fault that they were so ignorant, it was the schools and all the grimy, gross, elderly women who ran them. This teacher was just a fine example as to how stupid it was that that Cunningham had rejected her proposal for Sonata Family History Month – now there was a bunch of uneducated morons teaching the new ranks of Sonata Town! But that rant was for her lady in waiting later. For now, she turned to look at the man, crossing her arms, “I'm not old or a man or at all related to some normal person. In fact, I come from a long line of royalty on this island! I don't know who sired you, but everyone on this island knew my father and thank him everyday for how kind it was of him to revitalize the heap of garbage this place used to be into something marvelous. I doubt your family has ever done anything worthwhile.” She smirked at him, feeling much better now that she showed him! Oh, yes, she couldn't wait for the applause, kneeling, and begs to kiss the ring on her finger that would soon follow!
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...How.. How could she recognize him? Finnian looked at her blankly for almost a full minute before realizing that the silence was stretching on way too long and he couldn't look more suspicious than if he tried. So, he raised an eyebrow and laughed quietly into his hand, because that was a normal businessman laugh! Right? Right. “I fear, ma'am, that you have me mistaken for someone else. I have never seen a girl as beautiful as you in all my life!” He silently sent an apology to the lovely flower shop owner, but he had to sell his disguise and – well, Tatyana was very pretty. And really out of his league. He casually threw the basket containing the costume in a nearby bush, straightening his tie as if nothing had happened the next moment because what basket? Finnian, average businessman Finnian, had never seen a basket in his life! What is this strange device one implies exists? Ahahahaha! He looked at her with a demure smile, “It's really my fault, I'm afraid – my appearance is so exceedingly common that it's often mistaken to be the face of someone else!”
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Oh, wow, she seemed happy! John hoped he wasn't presuming too much by believing that she was actually happy to be on a date with him, but the thought that she was feeling good at all just made him so cheerful it was difficult to allow himself to doubt that. He tried not to blush at the compliment thrown back at him, but, from one pretty person to an average John, it was just embarrassing. He wasn't going to tell her she was wrong, though, because that would be a wrong thing to do and he wasn't going to ruin this date! Not when it was going so well! “Thank you; I'm glad – and, uh,”
Oh, jeez, he hoped that 'burn them' statement wasn't enough to ruin it already! He creased his brow as she defended the poor flowers he threatened – oh, Wayne, he felt so bad about ever threatening such pretty sunflowers. “No, I'm sorry, I just – I wouldn't, see, my, uh..” ..His dad usually enjoyed burning things so he just thought.. But that wouldn't be a good thing to bring up, would it? That he burned flowers at the stake on his father's birthday. At least the topic had shifted and he could stop fumbling and try to get this date back on track now! He tried to smile again, though it was more nervous looking than anything, “If you don't have anything in mind, I thought we could go for a walk.. at the.. farm? But, you own the farm, so I don't think that would be a 'date'.. I'm sorry, maybe we could go to a different farm?”
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“Oh, a magician?” Kade replied excitedly as he watched the man drop the bandana onto his hand and it was a rose. That was probably the most romantic and coolest entrances he had ever seen that wasn't in the movies and he was going to cry forever because this guy was like half his age. Why did he have to grow old? Why couldn't he just stay young forever and never have to worry about the awkwardness of dating someone so much younger than him? He held his cheek and sighed as he took the rose, before shooing away the sad feelings and focusing on keeping the conversation full of energy!
“Thank you so much, this is super sweet! I wish I brought my son – he loves magic tricks! I bet he would just be ecstatic to meet a magician! I'm just happy you're, like, a normal magician and not like our last one. I mean, she was nice, but she dressed sort of like a slut and was like never around ever, plus I think she lived in a box? I mean, if you live in a box, that's totally cool, I have no~thing against the homeless, but, like, you smell like you bathe and actually brush your hair, so that's really great!” He liked Nora, but he had to be honest and, besides, it wasn't like she sent him a letter ever after disappearing off the island. He paused in his speech as he felt an itch under his cap and was reminded how uncomfortable the thing was getting. “Um, maybe we can go somewhere else and talk more? I can so go for some ice cream right now and a new place just opened up a few weeks ago!”
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 4:30 am
- Julian Fate, Miah Bernadetto, & Stella Hammett- "Pardon?" replied Miah with a raised eyebrow. Paranormal experience? Oh, this was looking to be a classic date, weird beyond belief. "I don't... think so." she said before taking the chance to stand up herself. They would have to leave for their date soon anyways. She wondered what if her date had anything in mind but... Wait-Shopping? "Really? Well that sounds all right." Of course Miah could be drastically wrong and Xochiquetzal could just drag her off to an occult shop and sacrifice her or something. But those were completely extreme notions, it was shopping. Shopping was good for the soul, and if she couldn't get a wild date out of this, she might as well get something for herself. "Let's go then." With that Miah started off to leave the festival, however remembering that she wasn't sure where they were going shopping she looked to her date and asked "Where exactly are we going again?"Stella shook the girl's hand with just about the same kind of excitement she had, even returning a good grin. "Ally of justice huh? Well I think we should take this opportunity to make sure the island's safe from harm" suggested the adult. Which... it sounded pretty fun to do, a little adventure even! Although the Fedora could've given her the ambiance of a bad guy, she could probably work it... or maybe she should be the bad guy. She'd let Alette decide that, but first... "Where do we start then?" Any public area would be good, even staying nearby in the gardens. Now that she thought about it, there was a group of superheroes in the island... either that or she was delivering costumes to a very odd bunch of people. Which was fine either way, but the idea of superheroes was a lot more interesting to play with.
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 2:23 pm
She hadn't had any..? Ah, how.. disappointing was that.. Xochiquetzal frowned at the girl for a split second before returning to her usual stoic expression, looking up at the girl as she noted for perhaps the second time their significant height difference. It wasn't as great as, say, her father's, but.. It was nice to see, at least, and maybe she could convince Miah to lift her up at some point. Not now, however, as Xochiquetzal had bigger things to focus on, such as the hunt. She nodded, pleased that Miah wasn't going to resist going shopping with her, even if she seemed a bit put off by the date already. Did the paranormal frighten her..? Or was it.. Xochiquetzal..? She wasn't sure which one amused her more, but she would delve into that later when they weren't in need of being lead. She already started ahead of the girl, but then had to pause as Miah's longer legs seemed to overtake her lead.
Thankfully, the girl had stopped to look at her, removing any minor agitation Xochiquetzal may have had as she was able to pull on ahead of her and take the date over again. “...Follow.. It is not far from here, Miah..” She said simply as she strolled out of the Town Square and down the street, all the way to the Antique Store.
[Exit Miah & Xochiquetzal? owo]
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