IC Speed Dating Meme

[fairbrook]

IC Speed Dating Meme

Rules:
1. Post with your character by creating a "card" with your name, sex, and preferences.
2. Tag to others.
3. You supposedly only have seven minutes, but that's up to the muns how many comments. [To hell with that, let's not put a limit on how many comments]
4. Have fun.

Comments

[marred]

[ he acts innocent. ] A few. [ like one. but he can't have her head getting any bigger than it already is. he might suffocate with all that hair. ]

But they're incapable of the judgy eyebrow thing. [ he points to his own eyebrow, on the left side. ] You got that down pat. Had a lot of practice during this rodeo?

[brainiest]

[ She raises her eyebrow, arms slipping across her chest. She eventually shakes her head, biting back her laughter. ]

I've had some practice, yes. It happens when you have friends that are colossal idiots sometimes.

[marred]

[ his eyes narrow, suspiciously, giving off the impression he perhaps believes he's a part of that particular group she mentions. grinning widely, ] I'm your friend? [ lets ignore the colossal idiot as he's certain he's considered one of those. ]

[brainiest]

[ She hums, thinking it over, tilting her head and giving herself a moment of faux pause. Shaking her head, she grins and nudges him. ]

You are, but you're a special case. You're only a miniature idiot.

[marred]

[ that's ... actually very touching. but luke doesn't swoon into her arms and demand she whisk him to her bedroom. ]

Trust me, there's nothing miniature about me.

[ not even his sensitivity, which runs at a hot 200%. ]

[brainiest]

[ not yet anyway ~ ]

... I don't even want to know what you're talking about, thank you.

[ sex puns go wayyy over her head. ]

[marred]

[ he should really just make a got wood pun, but luke likes to push when he probably shouldn't. he still grins. ] Why's that?

[brainiest]

[ She goes a little bit pink at that. ]

It just seems silly.

[marred]

This dance seems silly, but we're both here and have the right name on the dance card. [ he shrugs at that. he's a little bitter the fairy had purposefully given him a new card and had written his information down for him. ]

[ after a moment, he says, innocently, ] Pink's a good look on you.

[brainiest]

Well, I suppose if it has my name on it... [ She shakes her head, lifting her eyes to give him a little grin. No choices here, then ~

Her eyes widen and she flushes a darker pink, looking away. ] Shut it.

[marred]

Hey, you pointed out my card wasn't specific. I'm being specific. Pink? Favourite colour on a girl. [ or on her, but that's implied. ]

[ he leans forward, intent on thieving her own. ] What's yours say? Tall? Ruggedly handsome? Sea green eyes and a wand he knows how put to good use?

[brainiest]

[ She goes darker red, shaking her head and grabbing at her card. ]

Actually, mine says 'not a prat'. It seems like you've lost out on that one, Luke.

[marred]

[ his face scrunches up. he falls back in his chair, slumping, clearly disappointed. ] Damn the gods. Always knew my good looks wouldn't win me the girl in the end.

[brainiest]

[ She giggles, holding her card in her fingertips. ]

Maybe you can try some books, or a nice bunch of flowers?

[marred]

[ his nose scrunches, a nah evident in his tone. ] They don't really print things in Greek anymore. I'd rather a girl read to me as I steal her some flowers from the neighbour's yard.

[brainiest]

[ almost rolls her eyes. almost. but she doesn't! ]

Can't you just buy them? Or grow them? Why does it have to be stealing, Luke?

[marred]

You do read, right? [ he points to himself. ] Dad's the god of stealing things. Sort of sounds a little better when you describe the monster you fought to get a girl you like a flower that's not as beaten up as you.

Isn't that romantic? Or am I way off base with what pretty girls like these days?