speed dating 2.0

[idolpro]

WHO: More idols looking to have a good time
WHERE: Game Tower
WHEN: Day 120, morning

[ Hello, Idols! Are you ready for a game?

Some of you may have played this before! The area is familiar for sure: today's playing field is an expansive balcony with several mini-tables paired with two patio chairs each, garden umbrellas planted to keep the heat away. You can see the rest of the city from up here, too - it turns out you're pretty high up as you can even see the start of the Rainbow Bridge from here, though the railings are high so there's not a high likelihood of accidentally falling down.

There are a few pink lemonade pitchers scattered around with paper cups if you're thirsty, and some bite-sized chocolates if you're hungry. Cute snack food!

The instructions look familiar, too: it's a light game, with no enforced truth-telling even. No status effects! Just dates!

There are cards on the table, too! ]

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Comments

[foolmetwice]

[ah. . . that's the timer. Mars should say his goodbyes and go find someone else to pester. but nevertheless, he lingers, his hands brushing against the top of the table before he braces himself against same, shoulders hunched and palms lying flat against the surface]

[. . .]

[muttering a little to himself as he stares at his hands]

. . . you make things so hard. . .

[criminaljustice]

[kind of. winces a bit at that, but then expression smooths out.]

... you can tell me if I'm being too much of a dick, you know.

[foolmetwice]

[quickly]

That's not what I meant.

[it wasn't a commentary on Joker being too forward or too much of an asshole]

I don't think that at all.

[criminaljustice]

[... well, he has no idea, then?

but he does relax a little at that.]

Okay?

[foolmetwice]

[Joker makes it hard just by EXISTING, and that is no fault of Joker's but rather Mars himself for having these dumb feelings in the first place!!]

[ANYWAY. lightening the atmosphere by sticking his tongue out at Joker as he pushes away from the table]

Anyway. Time's up; later, loser.

[criminaljustice]

[sticks his tongue back out at Mars as he goes]

Sure, sure.