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[theregularguy.livejournal.com]

THE DATING SIM MEME

♥Each thread-starter is the protagonist of their thread.♥
♥Each responder should supply a list of four options for them to choose from♥
♥Two of us will supply an example or something♥
♥Alternatively, just post four options and see who responds!♥
♥YAAAAAAAAAY♥

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_{Don't blame me for the picture it just came with the meme, okay?}

Comments

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Ask what happened to Delta]

Wait, D's not dead, either?

[encryptedlock]

I...I mean, I don't think so. Not if I'm still here, right? But if he was supposed to get deleted when my armor shut down, I--

>[Reassure him]
>[Tell him Delta's probably dead]
>[Change the subject]
>[Give him a holographic hug]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Reassure him]

If you're not dead, that means he's probably fine. He just might still be in storage or something.

[encryptedlock]

[He brightens up noticeably. Well, noticeably to someone used to reading people in armor, anyway.]

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

So how is this place, anyway? It looks kinda, well. Kinda gross, really.

>[At least I don't have to smell it]
>[Better than Blood Gulch]
>[I get to control tentacles]
>[Not so bad, now that you're here]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Not so bad, now that you're here]

Let me put it this way: you have no idea how lucky you are that you missed the zombies.

But it's a little better knowing there's somebody I actually know around.

[encryptedlock]

What, like actual zombies? [He makes a disgusted noise.] Yeah, I'll go with lucky on that one!

...Thanks. Getting thrown into a computer and being forced to fight zombies all by yourself? Damn. I mean, if you weren't you, it'd be pretty goddamn hard to adjust.

>[Tell him it was hard to adjust anyway]
>[Admit that other people helped fight the zombies]
>[Detail the zombie attack]
>[Accuse him of hitting on her]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Admit that other people helped fight the zombies]

It was group effort thing. Most of the crew was down in the Vatican; I was the AI we sent out to warn them about where the things were coming from. You were lucky they missed your pod, York.

[encryptedlock]

[He nods.] I'll say. Better sort-of alive than really dead, huh?

[York reaches out a hand to her and then hesitates.]

So...you're an AI now. Is it--I mean, are you okay with that? I mean, it seems pretty different, but you're still you under all that, right?

>[Call him an idiot]
>[Answer sarcastically]
>[Admit it's creepy as hell]
>[Jump into his helmet and show him firsthand]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Jump into his helmet and show him firsthand]

Well, aside from the fact that I'm stuck with just hologram, I still feel like myself...

..and I can do this now.

[jumps in]

1/3

[encryptedlock]

[WHOA PANIC WHAT]

2/3

[encryptedlock]

[Oh. Oh]

3/3

[encryptedlock]

[Softly, he sends a few thoughts her way.]

Hey. Hope it's still in order up there.

>[Jump out, cause it's kind of intimate in there]
>[Offer to stick with him until they find Delta again]
>[Tell him it's a mess and he has the most disorganized brain ever]
>[Poke around until you find that he might maybe sort of have romantic feelings for you in there]

Re: 3/3

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Offer to stick with him until they find Delta again]

Looks like it's still in one piece. Should I try to keep crap in order until we find D?

[encryptedlock]

Yeah. Yeah, I'd like that. Gets kinda lonely by myself, you know?

>[Agree]
>[Call him a softie]
>[Say he's better to hang out with than Grif]
>[Agree on the condition that he lets you beat people up sometimes]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Agree]

Yeah. I got my fill of being alone when I was hunting O'Malley.

[encryptedlock]

Yeah, well. Any time you don't have to do anything to keep this place running, you can hitch a ride with me, yeah? Bet I'd be twice as good a shot with you up there, anyhow.

>[Hey, buddy, I'm three times better than you]
>[I don't have any real responsibilities anyway]
>[Any time]
>[I like hanging out with Stacy better, sorry]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[I don't have any real responsibilities anyway]

It's not like I have a whole lot to do in here. I'm more useful if I can hitch a ride with somebody.

[encryptedlock]

All right! Plus, you could make sure I don't get lost. This place is pretty big.

>[Welcome to the meatship]
>[It's not that hard to navigate, Mr. Codependent]
>[Don't you want to know how I can be useful?]
>[[You're more agreeable than O'Malley, anyway]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Welcome to the meatship]

Yeah, that's the meatship for you. Wait until you see the city.

[encryptedlock]

A whole city inside here, huh? Damn. Are there really that many people?

>[Explain about the pods]
>[Explain about the city]
>[Explain about the crappy food]
>[Be sarcastic]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Explain about the pods]

In the pods, yeah, although I think we lost a lot to the zombies. There's not that many people actually awake, though.

[encryptedlock]

...Guess I was lucky, then, yeah. Was it a zombie virus, or magic zombies, or what?

>[Both]
>[Who knows?]
>[Who cares? They were zombies]
>[Change the subject]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Who cares? They were zombies]

...Zombie-zombies? A virus, I guess. There were a couple different types.

[encryptedlock]

Damn. How'd you stop them? Just by everyone working together? In the movies, they always nuked the infected town, but I always thought that was a cop-out.

>[Teamwork]
>[This isn't a movie, York, this is serious]
>[By taking over Grif's armor and making him do the right thing]
>[Make something up]

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

>[Teamwork]

Teamwork....and bullets.