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puppycrush22024-11-16 04:37 pm
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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.
--
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.
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.
--
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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You're lying. You're the one who's hurting, Asa.
[Please talk to him. He can take it. He'll make himself take it, whatever it is.]
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If she'd died back then like she was supposed to, then none of this would have happened. Even beyond that, she could have found some other way to deal with Yoru; one that didn't involve killing or hurting people. She just wasn't smart enough to think of it. Too selfish, too blind.
She just curls up tighter. He's not getting anything else out of her today. ]
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Sanji straightens, hands shoved deep in his pockets. As much as he hates to do it, the best he can do now is to let her rest. There's a good chance that she'll never speak to or look at him again once he leaves, but that doesn't bother him as much as the fear of whether Asa will continue to isolate herself. He doesn't want her to end up alone, even if it's only for a few more weeks. Dimly, he wonders what her life back home must be like.
Maybe he should've asked, instead of getting caught up in the torrent of his emotions the past week; however, he's failed again by letting that golden opportunity fly right past him. He's so stupid.]
If you ever want to talk, I'll be around. But Asa . . . I don't regret the time we shared, and I never will.
[He can't work miracles, but he's stubborn. Even if everything changes between them and he amounts to nothing before her, he'll always welcome her with open arms. He just hopes that it'll be enough.
For now, he makes a regretful retreat.]