http://bluth-illusions.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2011-02-04 10:09 pm

Three Minute Dates - Caritas - Saturday night

A sign was posted at the front door:
G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Tenth Anniversary Edition of
Three Minute Dates at Caritas

hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.


Just before 6:00, the lights went dark and a sole zombie walked out onto the stage and sat down at a piano. The zombie then started playing The Final Countdown, followed by the other zombies, all with violins to join in. And then GOB walked out onto the stage, holding and petting a lovebird. He then released the bird, which flew up toward the ceiling before somehow getting stuck in an air duct.

As GOB went into his spiel about how 3MD was a Fandom institution that he started and how he had brought so much love to Fandom with it and that the tenth annual (he still hadn't figured that part out) edition demanded the respect that a piano and not doing magic ("Unless any of the legal ladies out there want to see me make another lovebird appear," and yes, he was talking about his penis).

Meanwhile, the lovebird was still stuck in the air duct. As air rushed past the bird and into the lounge, some strange pheromones released by the bird were thrown back at the stage, where it reacted with the already strange combination of zombie smell and cologne used to hide the zombie smell on such a classy occasion, somehow generating a powerful love potion that would be making its way into the lounge, affecting people at random for three minutes at a time. Bizarrely, that was exactly how long each of the dates tonight would be.

Sometimes Fandom worked in mysterious ways. Mysteriously sexy ways.

"I call your names, you meet up with each other, talk for three minutes, and then you'll hear the sound of a zombie smashing his hands against a bunch of piano keys. Go ahead and do it," GOB said. The zombie started smashing the keys randomly. One of the other zombies joined in because a band was all about teamwork. "And that's how we start!"

[The Bar Before the Dates | Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4 | Round 5 | OOC]
[Regular post-dates Caritas post]

[OOC: Lots of OCD coming IS UP. RANDOMLY ASSIGNED LOVE POTION IS MARKED IN THREAD TITLES WITH ONE OF THESE "*" AFTER THE AFFECTED PERSON'S NAME! For example: "Nick* / 3MD Participants" means that I will spend the next three minutes loving everyone who signed up. But not in a dirty way because that would be exhausting and I have a sister among the participants and eww.

Remember that you can also choose to be affected by love potion in any round(s) at your discretion. Also, the love potion can only affect people in the lounge during the dates. People at the bar and on the stage will not be affected. People who are affected will just be incredibly drawn to their date, flirt harder, maybe go for some physical contact more quickly, but they shouldn't necessarily go straight for making out. Unless you choose to have them go for it. The upper limit is player's choice.

As I'm going along, if I made an obvious mistake, like skipping a character completely for a round or posting a pairing twice, feel free to grab me on AIM or in the OOC thread and I'll make a quick fix. And remember, attacks on your dates will get you teleported elsewhere on the island.

Also remember that most playing should happen on Saturday, but if you need to finish a thread or two on Sunday, that's fine.

GO FORTH AND PLAY!]

Re: Round 1: K / Kūkaku Shiba

[identity profile] boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
If this was the twins' idea of a funny joke, signing her up for this crapshoot, Kūkaku was seriously going to have to have a little chat with those towering morons. But, as it was, she'd survived one of these before; she could handle sitting through fifteen more minutes of hell just to prove she could.

So excuse her as she sat down at the first table and put all her concentration into lighting her pipe and not caring about who she was paired up with so long as it wasn't Holmes or Hook. Besides, someone who went by just K couldn't be that bad, anyway. K was a pretty good letter, in Kūkaku's opinion...

Re: Round 1: K / Kūkaku Shiba

[identity profile] old-and-busted.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
K was a damn fine letter. At least in K's opinion. If anyone was asking. Not that anyone was. K had arrived to deliver a package to the host of the show and somehow ended up getting roped into this... situation. Not that it mattered. He'd make the best of it, as always.

"Good evening," K said taking a seat. "Kevin Mannheim. Postal Inspector. Division six."

Re: Round 1: K / Kūkaku Shiba

[identity profile] boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com 2011-02-05 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
That voice sounded...old. Kūkaku looked up from her pipe and discovered that the face matched the voice.

Geeeez, what? Did they base this thing on age, or something? Sure, she knew that she probably still had a couple hundred years on the guy, but she didn't look it at all. And, on the bright side, not Holmes. Not Hook.

"Kūkaku Shiba," she offered. "Fireworks expert. Demolition god. Chemistry teacher."

Re: Round 1: K / Kūkaku Shiba

[identity profile] old-and-busted.livejournal.com 2011-02-06 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"God?", K said taking a sip of his drink. "Major or minor diety? Or are we just talking about a figure of speech."