puppycrush2 | week one | match ceremony

The weather is temperate and mild for the match ceremony on this fine Saturday evening, and the crew leads everyone onto a balcony with a cute seating set-up of couches and love-seats. The vibes are Trendy. There are enough places to sit for everyone, but there are only two single chairs, so everyone else is gonna have to cozy up on the couch. Or you can cuddle up in the chairs. I’m not your mom. Also there is only one egg seat. There's mood lighting, like fairy lights.

To one side, there's a small stage of sorts, with a podium where the characters will place their hands to lock in their answers.

Wednesday and Ryuji are led off to the other side so that they can take a seat of honor over on a comfy couch to one side--close to the other contestants, but just far enough away that it's clear they're getting special treatment. Don't you wanna go to the Honeymoon Suite now? Huh???

Anyway.

There are non-alcoholic drinks for people to take at will (all the better to catch spittakes on camera), and the weather is breezy and nice.

And, standing in front of the makeshift stage, with a set of seven unlit lights behind him and one lit light, stands the Overseer. He is dressed the part, of course. He also... looks tired for a moment, but he snaps back to his Proper Hostly Character as soon as the cameras are properly on them and everyone is settled in.

He presses a hand to his chest, sweeping the other outwards.

"Welcome, everyone, to your first Match Ceremony!"

He beams, all classic Tsukasa Sparkles. "As your host, allow me to explain how this will work."

For... the audience mostly. Maybe also for Ryuji? He's not sure how many of the contestants still don't know. It's fine.

"The lights behind me represent each Perfect Match. If--no, when you manage to light every single one, you'll have won, and you will all receive your wishes. For each Perfect Match you find at this ceremony, a light will be lit! And it is your task to figure out which pairs led to those lights appearing."

He nods firmly, eyes and expression shining with confidence in the competitors sitting before him. "And you do not even have to worry about losing a wish this week! It isn't possible for you to have a blackout, since Miss Addams and Sakamoto were a Perfect Match. Congratulations!"

Get on with it, Tsukasa. He clears his throat, pauses just long enough for there to be an inevitable easy cut to commercial break when they edit this later, and then:

"We will begin this week with Team Wonder."

He extends his hand to Dorothea, the other pressed over his heart. "If the lovely Miss Arnault would come up to start us off...?"

Looks like it’s the moment of truth, so strap in.

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The ceremony has finally arrived! Each character on Team Wonder will be called up in an order determined by the producers (read: rng'd). Each will get their own sub-toplevel that characters can react to at will.

After the matches have all been locked in, we will then find out just how many you all got right.

Otherwise, feel free to use this log for reactions/toplevels for pre- and post-ceremony, and anything else you please. The world of reality TV dating is yours to embrace.

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[ Ryuji has dressed up!! Look at him, he looks so clean and sharp. Kind of. It's still Ryuji. But he is here and he is very excited about all of this!! He has no idea what's going on though. He barely read the instructions. Look, Tsukasa is....... correct.

But it's fine! It's fine 'cause he already got his perfect match so he is here for moral support and to keep the vibes light. Come meet him at the juice table, maybe? ]

I would've gone with a dark brown.

[ a small pat on his shoulder. hi buddy. ]

The yellow on yellow's a little much, beeboy.

[ ANNA PLEASE, HIS STYLE......... ]

I ain't a bee.

[ he's going to be so self-conscious for the rest of the night, thank you ]

Have you gotten busy as one yet?

[ p l e a s e ]

[ ANNA...................... ]

I — I —

[ watch ryuji turn as red as a tomato!! now he's ketchup and mustard ]

[ heheheheh she's elbowing him. ]

I'm just joking! That's way too soon -- mostly. Some people get it on the first moment they're alone with their crush.

[ but they aren't that. she's helping herself to juice. ]

What's it like? At your suite. Is it super fancy? Sell it to me.

[ phew. please. have mercy on him. he's calming down now that he doesn't have to explain anything. ]

It's super fancy! It's a penthouse suite! It's got a great view and a private chef and game room and all sortsa shit. It's soooooo comfy and way better than the bunk beds too.

A private chef?! Sanji-kun's being put out of business!

[ but, oh. oh. she's back to whispering. stage-whispering. ]

How many beds, Ryuji-kun? Two, or... just the one?

[ Oh my god??? This is the worst. This is utterly predictable and yet, still the worst. He's going to die, to perish, to let the ground swallow him up whole. ]

O-One.

[ wow............... ]

Do you sleep on the floor?

[ Just. Continues to blush and ruffles the back of his hair. ]

It's — It's a big bed.

[ oh my god

okay hold on she's done teasing she's serious

ly blushing a little ]

... How big?

[ WHY ARE YOU ASKING HIM THESE THINGS ]

I dunno! Western beds are always so big... d-don't they call them kings and queens and princesses and stuff?

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Are there cameras?

[PRIORITIES]

[ please she wanted to ask the same thing but asking it right out like that is so suspicious. ]

[YOU KNOW WHY HE'S ASKING ANNA!!! WHY IS IT SUSPICIOUS!!!]

[ you'll understand when you grow up a little more ]

[:(]

[ bro. that is so suspicious. what the hell. ]

N-No?

[he doesn't explain himself. he just nods. okay, good to know. that's what he had hoped for!]

[Hi she's seated next to him!! Of course.]

You're a fan of yellow, aren't you?

[ the BRIGHT YELLOW next to the FULL BLACK. it's fine. at least he didn't throw in purples and reds to his look as well. ]

O-Oh, yeah! I think it's my favorite color. One of 'em, at least. I wear a lot of it, now that I think about it.

[ His tank top, his t-shirts, his usual school uniform. Just. Got a lot of yellow up in there. ]

[A quiet moment of assessment, as she often does. She supposes the color does suit his personality—]

Not a color that usually works for me, but… I think it suits you. And maybe suits me better when I’m seated next to you.

[ Oh.... oh, she probably didn't mean that as a line but it hit him directly in the heart. Ah, Wednesday, you're so cute...! ]

That... that's what I want. I want to look good next to ya. [ . . . ] Which, by the way, you look amazing tonight.

[It was a compliment, most definitely — easier to see it as such if someone knows Wednesday well enough.]

Do you like it? I find this look is usually best reserved for funerals, but here’s hoping that the match ceremony is just as thrilling.

[and then the match ceremony actually happens-]