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Blind Date Meme



Let's face it, sometimes it's difficult finding someone to share your time, and your heart (or maybe just your body), with. Luckily for you, you have well meaning friends. Unfortunately for you, you have well meaning friends who didn't tell you this was coming. That's right. They have taken it upon themselves (and no doubt friends of friends or family members or someone else who clearly doesn't know you) to arrange a date. Without telling you.

That's right. The dreaded blind date. Which means now you've got to get through at least a reasonable amount of time with a total stranger (or maybe not a stranger if you're particularly, well, we can't say if it's lucky or not) before you can reasonably escape. Maybe it will go well. Maybe this will be the start of the rest of your lives. Maybe you'll get laid. Maybe you'll have a horror story for the ages.

No matter what plays out, though, you're here. Might as well see just how your luck is going to play out.

How to Play

1. Post your character and canon below along with any preferences. Then go back and edit your comment with the next number in order (i.e. first TL is 1, second is 2, etc)

2. Tag other TLs. If a character isn't in normal preferences, ask if they might want a date that goes poorly instead!

3. Optionally, get yourself a truly blind experience by going here and randomly generating a number. Then find the matching TL (numbered back in step one) and enjoy your blind date.

4. For more fun, use the list in the first comment for randomized date locations!

Comments

Sigma | BSD | 19

[bornofwords]

[ Anyone of age! He doesn't know what he's doing here, it's anyone's guess really. Totally up for a disaster interaction (he's very gullible), if you're character is nice to him he'll be very nice and super interested in learning more about them. ]

Got a 5 on the location. Sports Bar!

[atypical_echo]

[There was safety in places where you can keep some sort of control over the whole situation. Well, there isn't a lot of 'control' in a Sports Bar, but his sister knew that he liked public places just in case, and there was definitely nothing NOT public about a Sports Bar.

So Mark waited at the counter, trying to tune out the basketball game, nursing a rum and cola, waiting for his... Did they still call them blind dates? He doesn't know. All he knows is that he was supposed to be waiting for someone, his pink shirt was supposed to be the sign, and the person was supposed to recognize him from that. But how was he supposed to know them?

God this hadn't even started and he was already messing up.]

ooooh fun!

[bornofwords]

[ Sigma really doesn’t know how he ends up in these situations. He’s not... Well, he’s not really sure this is all a good idea. The man isn’t always the best judge of character and he knows it, and yet he still accepted the idea. Decided to try to see what kind of hand he was dealt. A sports bar wasn’t really his scene, but at least it was public enough that if things turned out poorly, he had a shot at getting out with minimal stress... right?

He’s a little late, because he spent the last 10 minutes giving himself a pep talk on the street corner. This was fine. Everyone went on blind dates now and again, right? The problem was, Sigma didn’t like leaving things to chance. He liked to be prepared and he... well, wanted to be liked. He made it his mission to learn and study and memorize what he could about everyone at work... You couldn’t do that on a blind date.

All he had to go on was ‘pink shirt,’ no name, no appearance. Just that. At least Mark can’t miss Sigma’s entrance if he’s watching the door. Even if he doesn’t know, this is the guy he’s waiting for. The man slips through the door, eyes darting from one way and the other carefully. Long hair split down the middle, a shocking white and lavender. Yes... It’s natural. He’s layered up a fair bit, but most noticeable is a long white coat with what looks like stars glinting stars flashing in the lining, and a pair of impressive high heels that click lightly as he makes his way around strangers and stops right in front of Mark. ]

Excuse me... I think I’m supposed to meet you? Or at least someone wearing a pink shirt. If I’m wrong, I’m sorry about that.

[atypical_echo]

[That... was not what Mark expected his date to look like. The hair, the coat, the heels. But he is still smiling, albeit shyly, as the guy stops in front of him. Wow, this venue looked all wrong for the guy. At least Mark almost looked like someone who liked some good sportsball.]

That would be me. At least, there's always a chance there's more than one blind date happening. But I was specifically told to wear a pink shirt.

[He offers his hand out.]

I'm Mark.

[bornofwords]

[ Sigma is far more at home in a casino, mostly because one had been his home. Even if it hadn’t been for long. ]

That’s true, and I wasn’t really given any other defining features, so it’s possible there was someone else.

[ Honestly, the person who arranged this could have told him more! But nooo, it was probably more fun (for them) this way. ]

But you are the only person with a pink shirt, so I’m going to hope I’m not wrong, at least for now. It’s nice to meet you, Mark. I’m Sigma.

[ The man took the hand offered with a polite smile and feigning confidence like a champ, despite his inner turmoil over this potential mess. He was being careful of his own thoughts and intentions to avoid accidentally setting off his ability. Even if it would probably give him some peace of mind to know something more about this guy... ]

[atypical_echo]

[Probably best he doesn't use his ability, because it would be really awkward for Mark to accidentally trigger his own in response. Talk about headaches. As it was he smiled as they shook hands.]

Well, I mean, I could call dibs. Is that okay? Me calling dibs on this blind date, until such time as you feel like you need to go?

[bornofwords]

[ That was the problem with ability users… Unless you were lucky (or unlucky) enough to know about them prior, you never really knew when you would run into one. One would think they were rare enough that it didn’t happen often without some designed plan put in motion, but it happened more than one thought.

Letting go of Mark’s hand, he moved closer counter to sit on a stool and consider if he was going to get a proper drink or stick with soda… The latter might be smarter, at least for keeping your wits about you. But keeping up the act of confidence did get tiring after a while… At least Mark seemed nice. Nice and normal for a change, compared to everyone else he dealt with. The guy was even giving him the out if it came to it. ]

You’d have to tell me if calling dibs is okay on a blind date, actually. I’ve never been on one myself. [ He admits with a sheepish expression, before nodding lightly. ]But I’ll accept it under the same conditions. If you decide you’d like to leave, I mean.

[ In a way… maybe accidentally ending up on a date with someone not in whatever plan was in place was better for him. Less chance that someone knew who he was and what he could do, right? Maybe… Maybe he could just meet someone nice and enjoy the conversation. ]

[atypical_echo]

Me either, if I'm honest. So since we're both new to it, I think we can make our own rules. And my rule right now is that I get to call dibs.

[He's smiling to himself, because it's pretty fun to just be silly like this. Carefree. Just for the moment. He's confident in this second and that might fade.]

At least at this moment I don't intend to leave. I mean, I haven't even finished my drink, Sigma.

[bornofwords]

[ Making up their own rules for this, that worked for him. Less chance of getting it wrong, at least in theory… Right? Smiling a little himself, he signaled the bartender to bring him a drink as well. ]

Then neither am I, and you can decide once you do finish your drink. [ That seemed fair, right? ] Maybe in the meantime you can tell me about yourself?

[atypical_echo]

Oh man, right for the 'tell me about you' questions. Those always make me feel nervous. I feel like I don't measure up. But...

[He uses, thinks, considers, then nods.]

Well, first and foremost, I'm an artist. Photographer actually. Went to school for it and everything. I mostly do freelance work at this point, with far too many weddings sprinkled in, and I'm working on enough for a proper gallery show.

[bornofwords]

[ O-oh, was that a bad question to ask on a date? Well, he can’t take it back now… And he’s still genuinely interested. Getting to know someone is nice sometimes. The normal way. Not by taking, not by hours of research and memorization. Just talking with nothing serious going on. ]

I don’t think you should be worried about not measuring up. [ He offered with a charming, but genuine little grin before taking a sip from his drink. The man considered the information carefully. An artist, a photographer at that? He hadn’t met one before. Other artists, yes, but not a photographer. ] I’ve never studied photography before, but for an art form must be an interesting medium, I think? Though I imagine weddings must be a bit chaotic to photo, so many different kinds of people wanting that perfect day.

Is there a subject you prefer to photograph?

[ He really was interested in hearing too. Learning about people’s talents and interests was always fascinating. Besides… if the questions are turned in his direction? He’s not sure what he would have to pull from for comparison. Three years hadn’t been a lot of time to gain much in the way of interests or personal hobbies. ]

[atypical_echo]

[The guy does seem interested, and that makes him smile. Mark sips at his drink before he continues.]

Weddings are the worst, but also so important for finances most of the time. I'd rather not to have to do them. People are so fucking manic over it. And so I'd rather not do it. As for what I like...

[He gestures to a big shot along another wall, a black and white shot of a cityscape.]

I love buildings. A lot. They look so good.

[bornofwords]

[ He offered a sympathetic smile to that. Dealing with difficult people could be a hell of a time, let alone those who wanted their day picture perfect. The thing’s one had to put up with to pay the bills, unfortunately... His head tilted slightly to look in the direction of the long shot spread across the wall, admiring it for a moment. Sigma himself had often found himself looking at buildings, or old homes, and admiring them for his own reasons. ]

Some buildings are beautiful to look at. I can imagine they’d make interesting subjects to capture depending on the lighting and angles. Not to mention the way the different styles may mesh on a street?

[atypical_echo]

Exactly. It's so captivating, and it changes so often too. One building is different in different times, different seasons, different years. It's wonderful.

[He's grinning because this is something he could talk about for hours.]

And trying to convey them on film is so hard and so fulfilling.

[bornofwords]

[ And Sigma? He could listen for hours quite easily. He’s a very focused sort to begin with, but it’s also a nice topic of conversation. Something easy and relaxing, and interesting rolled into one. Taking another sip, he looked back at Mark after admiring the picture for a few moments more. ]

It’s almost like you could tell a story as you take pictures of them through time like that, to see how the world around them changes while they remain. It’s amazing to capture that, do you prefer any kind of building in particular, or do you like the variety??

[atypical_echo]

Exactly. I really do want to tell stories with that. I want people to see the echoes of how dark the world can be, or how bright the world can be. It's just so beautiful.

[He laughs at that, shaking his head. How silly was that?]

It's not about the specific building. It's the vision about it. So I'll do anything if I think I can get the right angle.

[bornofwords]

[ Sigma didn’t really see it as silly, not as someone who had lived on one side for so long. There’s neither a hint of a laugh in his tone, nor amusement in his features. Only a slight, wistful smile as he looked at his glass. ]

There’s a lot that some people don’t see in the world, hiding underneath the surface, and for others it might help to see the brighter side they might not have seen enough in their time. I think that’s a beautiful goal for your art form.

[atypical_echo]

[Mark smiles. This guy knew art, to make a comment like that. In fact, he was making Mark feel pretty good right now.]

What about you? What do you do?

[bornofwords]

I’m afraid my answer’s not nearly as impressive or interesting.

[ Or normal. Darn it... For someone who felt rather average compared to the people he was used to dealing with, he really wasn’t most people’s definition of the word. ]

I guess you could say I’m still figuring out what my interests are, and as for work, I’ve done a little of everything. Managed a casino for a little while. I’m kind of between jobs right now.

[ God, that made him sound vague, flippant and unstable, didn’t it? Ugh, not good to admit on a date. Still better than the truth, probably… ]

Waiting on a call from an agency that might take me on, though.

[atypical_echo]

[That was very vague, but it probably meant the guy didn't trust Mark yet, and that was perfectly okay and understandable.]

That sounds great. It can be nice to seek something new over time. Nothing wrong with that. I wish you so much luck.

[bornofwords]

Thanks, that’s kind of you. I think it could be good to make a change, a little scary to try, but good.

[ Sigma would at least appreciate the understanding; and it was partly the truth… and a little that he wasn’t sure it wouldn’t send the guy running at this point. ]

I’ve seen what a little extra luck can do for some people… So maybe with that extra luck from you, it’ll become a trend that leads to something I connect with.

[ He added with a small attempt at a smile. ]

[atypical_echo]

Changes are terrifying, so I get it. I really do.

[As he says that he's clearly fighting down a bit of a blush. The guy was charming with that other line and the smile, and Mark smiles down at his drink.]

I'm usually not the greatest luck for the people around me, so if it does go well for you, that's probably a turn around for me as well.

[bornofwords]

[ Sigma tilted his head slightly, observing Mark’s not quite blush with curious eyes. The man felt a little pleased with himself for putting it there, usually it was other people saying things to get reactions out of him… So it actually was kind of nice to be on the other side, and for a positive note instead of an annoyed one.

Then Mark continued, and Sigma took a moment to consider that thoughtfully. ]

Hm… You know what they say about pennies, right? Not always lucky just because you find them, they have to be heads up. So maybe for me you’ll be lucky. If not… Well, I’d say that was more my luck than yours based on my own track record over the years.

[ Seems silly, but he’d heard it while working at the casino from a superstitious patron. ]

[atypical_echo]

Uh... A penny saved is a penny earned?

[He mumbles that to himself, trying to guess what was said about pennies, only to chuckle at himself for getting it so very wrong.]

Sounds like we're both in need of a serious change of luck these days. Guess that isn't shocking. The world just seems more and more hostile, and that hostility is the thing that gets us down. So we sort of have to meet it with positivity and hope.

I really love Mark, he's great ;w;

[bornofwords]

[ A soft, clumsy little laugh escaped at himself for the differences he hadn’t anticipated as a possibility when he asked. ]

They do say that too, don’t they? I suppose pennies are a popular focus of different phrases.

[ He’d keep that one in mind, though, if he ever tried to use the example again in the future. But as Mark continued, his expression shifted to something more wistful as he spun the glass lightly in his hand. Meeting things with positivity and hope was a new thing for him, but he wanted to try after seeing that there were people out there different from those he’d kept falling in the hands of. Sure, he had his ‘customer service’ facade that could feign it, but trying it genuinely was taking practice. ]

No, it’s not. There’s a pattern that seems to hold true regardless of where you are in the world or where you go… But you’re right, I’ve seen there is kindness in some people... Even in unexpected places. So at least trying to find the positive and allow for hopeful feelings is better.