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As the players entered the dark room they were greeted with rules written on the walls, illuminated by the black lights that also lit up the clothing of anyone foolish (or ballsy) enough to wear light colors. The rules were simple enough, but were nonetheless repeated by the grinning man, who spoke with overly excited flourishes of his arms.

"Welcome to our first ever Couples versus Singles Brawl! Fight hard for your team, or just have some fun, your teammates probably won't raz on you too hard if you suck a lot." He gave a playful wink to that, seeming to snicker at his own lame tease before cocking his finger towards the glowing rules.

"Rules are simple. No running. Quick walking fine... Probably won't even call you out on a little bit of light jogging. But it's pretty dark in there with inclines and declines, so running is for your own safety oh! And for not bowling people over. No climbing on or destroying the scenery please. I spent a long time on that stuff. And no hiding your lights like a bit old cheater. You need to keep both hands on your gun anyway but if I catch you like.. trying to tie clothing over your vests you're going to get tossed. No refunds."

"Basically this is for fun, so let it be fun! Don't worry so much about winning." The words seemed like blasphemy to Corey, who had always been super competitive in the game and pretty damn good at it too. But there were quite a few faces here that looked like rookies, and the best way to ruin someone's first time was for someone else to be an overenthusiastic a*****e.

After asking about questions the players were led to the next room and doned with vests and guns.

"You should aim at the glowing lights you see on players of the other team. There are targets on everyone's chest, back, shoulders, and gun. To fire your own gun you'll need to use both hands. One on the trigger and one on the front of the barrel." The guns were pretty long and of a medium weight, enough that the proposed way of holding it also turned out to be the most comfortable and practical.

"Games run for 16 minutes and when the time ends a voice will tell you to return to the front. So get out there and kill kill kill!"

The final door swinging open lead out into a large arena full of twisting hallways and platforms. There were two stories (and some platforms that would take someone up about half a story). Faux trees, barrels, and other small items also provided cover for those who were looking for it, with a few mirrors scattered here and there for added confusion. The room was dark and filled with light billowing smoke, but easily illuminated by the strobe lights, black lights, and a smattering of glowing paint decor on the walls.

Players had 30 seconds to lose themselves somewhere in the maze before a computerized voice declared the start of the game and the air filled with the sound of vaguely familar videogame tracks and techno.

While a game of laser tag wasn't appealing, some single person video games did.

Orah couldn't help grinning as she walked into the arcade, a jingling in her pocket adding a little excitement to the already festive atmosphere. To help support the Main Street event, she had decided to leave the flower shop work to her dad and brother and go see what was happening with the other shops in the vent.

Some of the businesses weren't ones she could get into... She was underage for one and visiting another flower shop was just silly, so Electric Dreams had been the ideal starting place. Offering a bright smile and some small chat to the man behind the counter, she exchanged her money for some tokens and wandered off to find a game to play.

Almost immediately, she was drawn to the dance games. She'd prepared for this, pulling out her sparkly sneakers for the occasion. No heels or skirts today! Just a comy sweater and stretch jeans, giving her freedom of movement for the game she loved to play. A couple of tokens in the machine and she was up on the plastic and metal pad, poised on the balls of her feet as she chose her favorite song...

As the music started up, the teen jumped from button to button with ease, the difficulty she'd chosen setting a nice pace she could keep up with. This was going to be a marathon, not a sprint, so she needed to start out easy. Up, Down, Left, Right... bouncing, Orah grinned as she hit each button in time.

Now who knew that one could spend almost half of the entire afternoon from what was initially intended to be a simple trip down to the flower and candy shops, leaving both Hafwen and Mercy barely enough time to drop off their purchases in the latter's room before they had to head out again so as to not keep Melinda waiting for long at the entrance of the Electric Dreams arcade.

The older girl was the one who had texted her about meeting up on the day dedicated to the celebration of love and the blue-haired teen was the mastermind behind the suggestion of a threesome date, which the former amusedly went with of course, given that she couldn't bear to abandon Mercy whom she already had made plans with for the day. Melinda was a really great girl and she was sure that they would be able to get along fine.

Of course she had conveniently left out the word 'threesome' when she checked with her bestie if she was fine with another person joining them on their date later on that same afternoon prior to setting off. The 11 year old certainly didn't need to be made aware of certain scandalous terminologies like that... yet. Hopefully not ever for that matter and definitely not from her own mouth at this point.

Finally exhausted and panting, Orah left off the dance machine with a satisfied bounce to her step, her calves and thighs burning pleasantly. She might not be the best dancer out there, but she did well enough to make it fun.

With a good handful of tokens left, the brunette moved on to the next game in the arcade. Which she didn't have any other games she particularly wanted to play, it was still fun to wander about and drop tokens into games that caught her eye. Shooters, street fighters, skeeball... all got a turn as she made her rounds. Most of Orah's time (and her tokens) was taken by the pinball machines upstairs. The movie themed ones were particular favorites, as were any that had lots of paths for the ball to take. It was hard to be really skillful with a pinball machine, but you tended to get a lot of extra balls and extend your play.... which was why she tended to like them more than other games.

The last stop of the visit was to watch the laser tag game. Orah couldn't see everything going on over there, but it was still fun to watch what little she could. Laser tag wasn't really her thing, especially not alone. The teen wasn't really all that physical, despite what she did at night, but that didn't mean she didn't enjoy watching others do it. The laughing and shouting where fun to listen to. Watching people dash about had her laughing herself.

After a while, she finally headed for the door, waving to the owner as she left. It had been a lot of fun, something she hadn't gotten a lot of time for lately between the extra work for the store and patrolling as a senshi, on top of what she normally did for her chores and school work... Spending some time just being a teenager, not worrying about anyone or anything else, had been very therapeutic and energizing. (even if she was tired from dancing around)

Orah left Electric Dreams with a bounce in her step and a smile on her face.

With the money she'd rightfully earned scrubbing the kitchen floor, Sirsce was armed and ready to enjoy the Valentine's Day specials going on within Destiny City. The evening was young, and she aimed to come home only when the stores closed. Luckily she'd seen a variety of posters advertising Valentine's events from some of the local shops; otherwise, she would've wandered aimlessly looking for a prime way to celebrate her triumph over grimy floors.

Sirsce's first stop was a relatively muted arcade, aptly named Electric Dreams. She was curious as to why the shop only bore minimal decorations, but for a place of business that provided an escape from reality, she supposed the décor didn't matter. Still, she was anxious to see what kinds of games they housed inside, and how poorly she would perform against other people. Though not really a gamer, she did enjoy her share of dancing games.

Upon entering the building, she was greeted by a cacophony of sounds and symphonies, accompanied by an array of flashing lights. Many arcade games, from old to new, lined the wall and provided ample entertainment to couples and individuals alike. Sirsce set her sights on a particularly popular game in the center of the floor: a dancing game sporting a significantly long line to compete. However, before she could happily line up and burn half her evening away with wait times, she desperately needed tokens.

Right, tokens... Um, where would they be? Once again Sirsce scanned the room, looking for some kind of machine spewing tokens, or someone handing them out. Her gaze settled on the front counter, which had a variety of decorated posters explaining the day's specials. Since she didn't have anyone else with her, she couldn't take advantage of any laser tag specials. What a shame; she never tried laser tag before. Then again, she could end up slamming into someone, or maybe the lasers actually hurt like flesh-melting death rays... Would they really have flesh-melting death rays here? Or was that against the law? She could never tell with places like these.

Regardless, it was time to buy those tokens, else the line will just get longer.

After standing about for a good ten minutes, waiting for her turn to buy tokens, she came face-to-face with the man selling them. He looked kind enough, but she wasn't in the mood for conversation. "Um, hi." Sirsce flashed a nervous smile as she forked over a crumpled $10 bill to the man behind the counter. "Oh, and I'd like some cookies too." After rummaging around her coat pocket, she withdrew two dollars' worth of quarters. Once she received her purchases, she set off for the dance floor.

As she lined up behind everyone else, she sighed in disbelief. Did the waiting line just double while she was getting tokens? "Goodness, I'm going to be here all night..." But at least she was prepared with sustenance. While slowly shuffling ahead with the rest of the crowd, she bit into a frosted sugar cookie and watched the dance game contenders eagerly.

((Because I can't follow directions. xD ))

Sekani Fitzmartin strode into the event like he had been going to Electric Dreams his whole life -- which was a terrible lie, because this was only about his fourth or fifth time. He just walked around everywhere like that, or so some thought. The fact that this was technically a Valentine's themed event and he had no date meant nothing. There was fun to be had, at a discount! The webisode on black tea chicken for two with a side of exploding lov-a cake had wrapped up hours ago and that was enough romance one day. Seriously, it had taken him most of the time in between to get the cherry stains out.

He read over all of the special instructions for the evening and promptly took advantage of each sale. Each. One. Two drinks with his nachos (dinner) and cookies for dessert, extra tokens for $10, and a 1/2 off game of laser tag for the lucky lady behind him in line. (It wasn't completely impossible to pick someone up at an arcade, was it?) A few rounds of murdering zombies, mutants, and zombie-mutants gave his stomach enough time to settle for the more physically demanding forms of entertainment. Most importantly was LASER TAG. That was what brought him to Electric Dreams in the first place, actually. Sekani had first taken up the 'sport' at another arcade years ago, but that place's game had gotten weak. He was a casual, but not that casual. When he laid eyes on ED's expansive and engaging environment, he knew this would be his new arcade.

Purple eyes cut through the haze of blacklights and things that glowed in blacklight to spot a clock. Time to taste the sweet, sweet call of laser warfare. It didn't matter if he won or lost, really. It would be pretty hilarious if his team, the singles, won on Valentines, though.

After slipping on the 'armor' and testing his rifle, he took to the field. The gentle wub-wub of the arcade proper slipped away, soon to be replaced by more gaming-suited musics. He found cover behind a bush just in time for the start.

"WOLVERINES!"

Hiding wasn't his strong suit today.

Team Yellow