[ORP] Speed Dating - Seeking Mr. Right or Lady Love! [CLOSED]

[Ruriska]

That was fun!

There were a few singles that Shrill X thought looked like they would be down for a good time, especially those who had proven they had a good pair of lungs on them. But she wasn't in any rush and had gotten herself another drink from the bar, then popped down on a chair to watch everyone.

A decision that proved to be a very good one when Hush Money and the bread leg dude got into a tiff. Shrill X sipped her drink and watched with obvious delight as they sniped back and forth, her mouth making little 'O''s whenever they said something particularly nasty.

Did she sense a little bit of sexual tension or was that wishful thinking?

Finally Hush Money slunk away towards the bar and Shrill X waited to see if breadyleggy would go after her to continue the fight.

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[Yasha]

Expired Expectations stopped and, in a moment, knew that it was all over. He watched as he watched a fiery passionate mare wilt before him. He did this. He crushed someone's spirit. Suddenly, the boiling feeling inside of him began to quell. As his anger vanished the rational side of him returned to the battlefield. He realized that the argument was over. The stares and whispers still lingered from the phonies that were close enough to witness what happened. It felt like he blinked and then Hush was gone.

He had surely proven himself to be the biggest dick in the room.

Exp felt stuck for the longest time. He expected something to happen, but he just stood there (with the egg on his face). Finally he moved and decided that he needed something to drink. His drink of the evening had been whiskey, but it was time for something else. He ordered a water bottle. It was cool to the touch. As he drank, it practically seared his dry throat on the way down. It certainly extinguished any residual flames inside of him.

He stared down at his hooves, replaying what had just happened over and over again. In every replay he was the bad guy. He had a million excuses but none of them made up for the way he verbally attacked her.

Expired turned thinking that now it really was time for him to go, but his eyes handed on her. It was like everything else in the room blurred as she sat there with a dim overhead light that called out to him. Hush was a pale lump that was slumped over the table.  At the end of it all she didn't have her cult to fall back on. She was alone just like him.

He ordered a second water bottle and made his over to the table.

Every part of his childish brain pulled him in the opposite direction. 'This was stupid. She was wrong. You can't even look her in the eyes. You are the monster. RUN.' But none of it was powerful enough to stop him.

"I'm sorry..." His voice was gruff, but those had to be the first words out of his mouth. 

"I know I am the last person you want to hear from right now, but you don't deserve to feel this way... This is not me trying to clear my conscience, or trying to take another jab at you while you are down. I am sorry for the way I have spoken to you tonight."

The water bottles crinkled in his arms. He sat the unopened drink on the table. "It's sealed. I am not trying to be a complete creep. Just thought some water would do us both some good."

@cursedwanderer
(Perfect at the top of the page Shrill... xD)

[Yasha]

Bijou Blende:

Bijou already felt lost in the sea of singles. It was really like the wild wild west out here. Phonies were already pairing and throupling off. There were phonies arguing. There were phonies kissing in the darker parts of the club. Bijou decided the dance floor was calling her. It was such a horde that she didn't worry about her skill level.

She found Wisp along the way. "Wisp, do you want to daaaance??" Bijou said but was quickly swept away in the horde.

The pegasus began to shimmy in place letting the music take over her for the night.

@zippedsiren
Anyone can come dance with Bijou. 💕

[Fealine]

Foxtrot had already been out on the dance floor, the music like a sirens call for her, her hooves unable to resist the beat nor the floor. She had let the music take full control over her as the tiny body moved with a life of its own. She had stopped only briefly, having overheard some sort of ruckus, glancing over to see Hush Money and Expired in some sort of argument. Oh dear, that wasn't quite how things were supposed to go, she was sure. "Well... maybe they'll have some fun later." she said to herself with a brief laugh before seeing who was out on the dance floor for potential tango or waltz.

(She's free to anyone <3)




Tsunami had made her way, first, to the buffet tables. She had gotten so many interesting questions about where Chad was. That he was drunk, that he was sick in a corner, that he was making out somewhere, suddenly he was on some other sports team, oh and of course that he was dead. She sighed and laughed as she slid a few finger cucumber sandwhiches onto her plate and helped herself. Where had that other mer gone? She had wanted to ask if they liked to surf or knew anything about it, or just talk about the waves together though it seemed she was already too late. Ah well, maybe she could sneak in next. Her grin stayed ever present on her face as she eyed the crowed.

(She's free to anyone <3)




Shockstar had no idea what the hell was going on anymore.

"Banana Creme?" he called above the crowed though was kind of lost over the music and..... the fighting.

Frowning, he eyed the 'couple' that was arguing, that streamer girl who was pretty and seemed really excited by him? And then the bread guy.... at least they didn't seem to just break out their monsters and start a battle right here and now. Shockstar sighed, pulling Encore closer, who for once, didn't seem to mind the over protectiveness as she clunk to his shoulders, tail poofed at the other's engagement.

Looking around again, Shockstar saw BC off on the other side of the room and he began to make his way towards her, pushing through the crowed. "Um...sorry...excuse me.....move a second...please?"

Wait was that her mom?

Redirect, redirect!

@shortcutt

[cursedwanderer]

Hush twirled her drink idly, enjoying the cool feeling of the table on her burning cheeks.  She should just leave.  She doubted anyone was going to talk to her after she'd caused such a scene.  Kiss that collab with Shrill X goodbye, she thought, noticing the other mare had been gawking.

For a moment she just watched the cool beads of condensation drip down the glass, wallowing, and then he came over and she found herself willing she could melt into the table.

Then he went and stuck the knife in with a damned apology. The mare groaned loudly, not caring if anyone overheard. Maybe if she just slouched down in her seat low enough if she could crawl under the table.  Wait, was that gum?  The alicorn recoiled in disgust and resigned herself to her fate.  How humiliating.

Sorry?  He's sorry?  Hush sucked in her cheeks.  She did not want to apologize to this guy, although maybe it was the right thing to do...  The mare scrunched up her face.

"I didn't sit over here cause I wanted your pity," she muttered, eyeing the offered water bottle with suspicion.  She lifted the bottle with her magic to examine it for imperfections.

"Hmph," it was evidently fine, but the alicorn couldn't help but feel trapped.  Perhaps it was under the weight of her own guilt she wondered.

Well that just wouldn't do.  She couldn't have this stallion's apology and dare she say kindness hanging over her.  Hiding her face in her hooves, cheeks a shade of pink, a barely intelligible mumbling escaped her.   "Well, maybe what I said was a little uncalled for..."

@Yasha

[shortcutt]

The night had wound up much like Banana Creme had thought it would. It had been thoroughly exhausting and embarrassing, and despite the constant flow of (purchased, dammit) drinks helping her to be less bashful around the other phonies, her stomach still ended in knots as quite a few of them began mingling with one another, leaving her at her table. Alone. She knew she should have left before the night actually began.

Had she expected this? Yes, of course she did. Did it make her want to cry from the burning embarrassment, still? Oh, absolutely. But she wasn't about to do that in front of a bunch of other bar-goers. She was going to wait until she had forced her way through the crowd and back into the kitchen out of view. Looking for the fastest escape route to her safe place, she couldn't help but notice that the entirety of her family was currently chatting with someone else-- Even her brother Fruit Punch was currently engaged in a flirty conversation from the looks of it, and he was supposed to be off the menu completely! Her mom had cornered Kiwi Kiss (oh no, good luck Kiwi), and even Knockout, was chatting it up with that really cool phony she had talked to last.

It was all like a suckerpunch to her gut. Unable to help her reaction, her eyes watered with the shame she felt wash over her, and just as she was beginning to force her way through the crowd, she couldn't help but hear a voice calling out to her over the crowd. It seemed like she was making her way toward the voice-- Ah! Shockstar! Finally, when she had reached him and his poor, sweet kitten, she turned him right around and began pushing him toward the kitchen, without even thinking.

Once they were in the back, in the relative quiet, BC moved to the fridge immediately to get herself a bottle of citrus beer, cracked the cap off on the kitchen counter and began to chug, eager to blame her watery eyes on the carbonation in her drink. When she was finally through, she wiped her eyes and set down the empty bottle on the counter with her vision spinning just ever so slightly as she addressed her friend in the room.

"...S'a lot quieter back here." She sighed, doing her best to keep her sniffling to a minimum. "How's Encore doing? Erm... Did you have fun..?" Suddenly, it occurred to her that maybe Shockstar had just been calling her name to tell her that he'd found a date and was headed home. Well. She ruined that for him. There was a little selfish bit in her stomach that had pat her on the back for doing just that.

"I didn't really mean to drag you back here without asking. I just thought..." What did she think? His company was nice. Welcome. Made her not feel like such a failure. Regardless, Encore certainly needed to be in a much quieter place.

@Fealine

[cursedwanderer]

Happy smiled, "well how could I say no to a free drink?  I guess I'll be seeing you out on the dance floor later."  He gave Fruit Punch a wink, downing his free shot before making his way out onto the floor.   

Who to talk to?  The flutter scanned the crowd, locking eyes on a target.  All grins, he made his way over to the purple unicorn with the odd name.

"You said your love language is quality time, want to spend some time with me?" The stallion ran a hoof through his hair, trying his best to look suave (even if this mare had committed the horrible atrocity of saying that she did not like Fabio).

@thy

[Syrcaid]

He sat down a proper distance, trying his best not to squash or crowd her.  As spacious as this place was, the seating was certainly cozy.  He heard the chatter rising up all around them and saw people were finally allowing themselves to be... themselves!

"Oh, a mortician," he nodded.  "Do you get a lot of business? I'm sure it has its own set of adventures all on its own.  The scariest thing I encounter is tetanus and I've gotten shots to avoid it several times."

Before he realized it, he was picking up the mood lighting on the table.  It was a little battery operated tea light inside a painted glass jar.  It was cute.  Maybe he could do something with those masses of jars from the recycling.

@cursedwanderer

[Fealine]

Shockstar felt like he hardly had time to think before he was whisked away, at first he didn't even know by who, before he noticed the familiar yellows and pale pinks of Banana Creme (and not her mother!!) and gave in to being drug. Encore seemed exceptionally happy as well and if she was happy, well then he was too. As much as him and the cat seemed at odds at times, she didn't trust just any phony, only the good ones. At least the yellow phikachu boy thought so.

Once back in the kitchen, he watched her crack open a cold one, down it, get teary eyed, wipe it all away, then slurr at him.

He could only blink. His head was still spinning itself. He glanced from her to the kitchen door then back to her before finally bursting.

"THAT WAS WACK."

He then frowned. "Not in a good way. No I did NOT have fun. I thought it was for training...but everyone kept asking me about love and dates and..and.." his mouth scrunched up and his cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk before eventually he let it all out with a sigh, seeming to deflate a little as he let Encore off his shoulders and onto the floor where she promptly ran over to head butt Creme's legs. "I..um... I'm sorry I didn't mean to.... I mean, you look like--- are you ok?" he finally stuttered, not really sure what to say. After letting all that out he finally just looked at BC proper and realized his friend seemed a little more worse for ware than he was... and that made him feel not ok.

@shortcutt

[shortcutt]

Touched by the simple fact that Encore wanted to be near her, the mare sat herself on the floor like a child, reaching out to the vibrant feline to pet her and pull her close on occasion for hugs. Though she seemed distracted, she genuinely was listening to Shockstar's complaints about the night (oh no, someone should have really told him), and she found herself a little pleased with the fact that he didn't seem to really understand what everyone was doing here tonight. It made things a lot easier to avoid bringing up in conversation.

Well, that was until Shockstar brought it up himself.

Was she doing okay? No, definitely not, but the look of concern on the phikachu boy's face was sweet, and it made Banana Creme smile a bit as she stared at him, happy to let Encore nuzzle her hooves all the while. She sniffled and let out a dry laugh before she spoke up.  "I'm sorry it wasn't what you expected it to be, Shockstar. It wasn't what I wanted it to be, either." But things were better when your enthusiastic, albeit slightly delusional friend was there to make cute faces at you as he spoke, and his cat was happy to be in your presence.

Eh? Cute?

BC laughed and wiped her eyes again, staring up ar Shockstar from the floor. "I'm a little tipsy, if that's what you're asking. Don't think I coulda made it through the night without at least a few drinks. ...But I'm okay. A lot better now that you're here to tell me how shitty your night was, too. ...I woulda thought that someone was gonna pluck you right outta here tonight. You've got too nice of a... face not to."

@Fealine

[Yasha]

"You don't have to drink it... It will make a fine cold compress as well." She looked like hell but then again so did he. Exp didn't realize that he was covered in sweat. His hair now limp and lifeless. Her hair started to fall from the perfect updo that she started with this evening, but she still looked angelic compared to him.

"Don't do that... I am not here for your apology." He said sharply. Why was she apologizing? Did she not get it? He was the f*ucked up. Stop it. Don't look at him like that. He wasn't here to take pity. If he wasn't here for an apology and wasn't here to rub it in her face some more, then what was he here for? His brain felt fried. He never wanted to feel that heated ever again.

Expired watched as the alicorn examined her options. It looked like she would rather not be here. He couldn't blame her. He should just head for the door now... He was just making an ass of himself.

"I'm not here to hold you hostage. I can leave. Hush I-" Expired faulted with his words. He was somewhere between embarrassed and nervous. His eyes darted away finding it easier to talk to the creature before him If he wasn't making direct eye contact.

"If you are willing, we could have a real conversation. Not a redo, No. I don't deserve that. Just a second chance to talk without attacking each other." He feared that if he walked away now that he may never get the chance to see her with her walls down again. That might be the biggest travesty of all of this.


@cursedwanderer

[cursedwanderer]

HB relaxed a little bit, allowing herself to sink into the seat.  The mare was feeling a bit more comfortable while the topic was on her job.

"There's a decent amount, most bodies come from outside Phonyland.  We get a lot of the excess corpses from places that have a bit more death and don't have the morgue capacity to handle them.
It's relatively rare to get a death within the park, although the rides can certainly be dangerous." 

She gazed towards the ceiling as she spoke, imagining all the different people she had seen.  "I suppose the most adventurous thing about it is the different ways people have died.  Did you know that people are very prone to sticking things inside their body that are not edible or body safe?  I once got a corpse that had a toy train lodged down his throat.  I don't have the faintest idea how it got there," she shrugged.
"I suppose the logical explanation is that perhaps he had decided to just eat cereal straight from the box and didn't realize there was a prize inside, but it's a bit more fun to imagine there was some sort of elite espionage mission by teeny tiny people that went awry." 

She watched him examine the tea light with interest, "so, um, what do you do?"

@Syrcaid

[cursedwanderer]

The audacity of this stallion to start acting sweet now.  Maybe she shouldn't of put him on blast like that?  Maybe that was douchey of her given her influence.  Ugh.  She just wanted to hold him accountable for how he had made assumptions about her and now she was in this whole hot mess. 

"No, I'll drink it," she pouted, puffing up her cheeks as she unscrew the cap defiantly before tipping her head back and pouring the cold water down her throat.  Her eyebrows scrunched together as she swallowed, focused on trying to drink as fast as possible.

What a weird stallion.  The insecurity thing she could get, everyone was insecure about something.  But this-  This didn't make sense.

She observed him as he talked, lingering on the bits off hair that clung to his face with sweat, the crystalline protrusions that surrounded his horn.  Was he as insecure about those as he was about his leg?  And here he was acting shy, it was almost cute and totally not fair at all.  What was she supposed to do with this?  She couldn't just say no when he was being vulnerable like this, then she'd really be the asshole.

"What...  What were you wanting to talk about?"

@Yasha

[Nym]

Honestly, Kiwi Kiss hadn't really anticipated the weight of her words. She had just spoken, like she always did, without thought or preparation -- no thought on what might be going through Lemon Lime's brain or even, honestly, her own. Did she like Banana Creme? As a friend, of course, and maybe -- maybe sometimes she flushed at the thought of the pretty phony, but Kiwi Kiss had firmly understood that it would never happen. Sometimes, friends just stayed friends, and she was absolutely okay with that! But Banana Creme was also cute, and endearing, and liked the same things she did, and had really pretty hair, and was super talented, and-

And, well, Banana Creme definitely would not like her past friendship.
And, honestly, Kiwi Kiss was okay with that.

Yes, she was wishing for love. Yes, she was beginning to discover insecurities where they had never been. And, yes, she was beginning to understand what loneliness really was, but she valued a friendship just as much. So, in the end it was okay. Banana Creme was her very special friend, her first friend, and Kiwi was happy for her! She laughed softly, head shaking as she waved a hoof when her mother mentioned Banana Creme's shyness, finally tipped off on where the conversation was going.

"I know how that came off," she admitted with a soft giggle. "That I'm pining for her, right? But no no, she's my friend!" She paused, cheeks flushing as Lemon Lime continued, her head tilting as she considered it.

Well -- this was... new.

Kiwi Kiss often came off innocent, dumb, and naïve, but really... she was very aware of the world around her and the nuances behind it. Something Lemon Lime seemed to have picked up on. Honestly, she felt special in that moment, lighting a buzz in her wings and a softer giggle than before -- something delicate and intrigued. Oh, love was beautiful, and she adored it so, but Kiwi Kiss also had no qualm with a night cuddled up next to somephony kind and interested in her. No shame in it, really! If anyone else had a problem with it then they could heck off. She smiled warmly, reaching out to gently touch Lemon Lime's hoof.

"Your offer is incredibly sweet and flattering, Lemon Lime. You're absolutely beautiful, and I think you're a good phony I'd love to get to know more," she paused, tone giving away nothing to her future answer. "If you'd have me then I dare say I'd love to return back to your place, over mine, as long as it follows with a promise we can be friends after? I quite would love to chatter away with you sometime, especially if your beloved lady is as sweet as you are." She took a sip from her drink, retracting her hoof as she giggled around the rim.

"Oh, but do tell me if I'm being too forward?"

@HopelesslyPretty

[Fealine]

Tipsy?

Shockstar didn't drink much, infact at all. At least not in that way. He was about to judge whatever got Creme through thingd like this though. He didn't know what he needed but he definitely felt like he needed something after all this. He was glad to have found a familiar face in the crowed if anything. "What did you want it to be?" He asked gently, not sure what to say.

Something made him frown as he watched BC slink to the floor and pull Encore in close. He looked around for the brown dog he had also met when he first met BC and couldn't help but wonder where he was. "Crumble isn't here?" He asked softly, still frowning. He knew the bond a trainer shared with their monsters and he couldn't imagine not having Encore with him right now. "Hug her all ya want." He laughed gently before feeling something well up in his cheeks.

Did she just say something about his face?

Did he have food on it?

Looking around quickly he glanced at his reflection in the nearest shiny kitchen appliances he could find, placing his hooves over his orange circled cheeks. He didn't see anything on them but they sure felt hot..... Orbit sometimes made him feel that way too... Why?

Shaking his head he eyed Creme again. "Should I get you some water? Or.... Another drink." He tried grinning, seeing if it would help boost her mood. "Your...um....mom....is... something.... Ahhaaa..."

What even was that Shockstar you idiot!

@shortcutt