"Ah... dear..." she searched in her for words, simultaneously trying to take in what was happening. "Sir, you are quite tall and handsome, but I don't believe you are my preference. I hope you take to our situation the same way as I have, and that you find a lover more suitable than I." She offers a kind smile, though anxiety shows through her expression as well.
EDIT: PLEASE ONLY BUMP THE THREAD EVERY 2 HOURS PER PERSON! Also, refrain from posting characters under 18!
I've thought of this weird idea after listening to some love songs and even wedding songs. This is probably the forum game we never needed, but I'll still post it for the heck of some giggles. So, how the heck does this work?
This is like Persona Q's Group Date Cafe dungeon, except it's completely random.
As you entered the place you were supposed to enter, you encounter something else. You are surrounded by sculptures of angels and adornments of white ribbons and bows with roses at the middle. The warm sunshine pierced through the colorful stained glass, emitting kaleidoscopic reflections. As you look up, you see the sacred illustrations at the ceiling.
You're confused. Tried to move, you noticed something off... Your clothes... Instead of what you last wore, your clothes changed to that of a bride/groom's due to some unknown phenomena. As you look straight to the altar, someone is waiting for you.
In short, you're getting married prior your notice.
Now I've explain what the heck's going on, let's proceed with the rules:
- Your character must be above 18 years old.
- Unless 24 hours have passed, you can only post every after 3 posts.
- Please have at least 3 sentences in your reply. Although this is a crack roleplay thread, please be literate and legible with your replies.
- Claim a post when you have a rad idea for a reply.
- Please tell if you want your OC's sexuality to be respected. Though since this is a crack thread, I don't really mind for myself, surprise me.
- Please, make your bio readable to logged in users, at least. If you were to post a locked character, you will be skipped without your notice.
- Remember, this is just a crack thread and this is an AU, and this will never be canon. OCs who are taken can also take part, if you don't mind the cursed NTR.
- Though if you really want to marry the OC above you, might as well ask the user about it before actually marrying them.
- Rules can be changed anytime.
How does this work?
It's hard to explain it with words and I can't type as much since my back hurts, but let's do it like this. Don't imitate my examples, though.
- 1st guy
- 2nd guy: "Y-You've got to be kidding me. There's no way I'll marry someone as sacrilegious as you! In fact, I am already married! Well why would you...?!"
- 3rd guy: "W-Why am I marrying this guy?! I mean, we're both guys and I only like pretty girls! He reeks, too!"
- and so on...
If she wasn't on edge about this whole thing before hand, Colette most certainly was after seeing the anxiety from her...well, rather forced betrothed. It was as much worrying as it was reassuring to know that the other woman was just as uncomfortable with the situation as she was. Adjusting the end of the veil so that it was no longer covering her face, Colette gave the woman a look of apology.
"...I do not doubt that we are similar in many ways. Perhaps even in ways that would lend us to being friends. But this wedding...It is a bit much, if that is not too rude of me to say. I feel as though you think the same, however. Cherry Blossom, you said your name was, correct? If it would be alright with you, might I suggest we leave and go chat somewhere instead?" The doll gives a quick glance downward at her wedding gown, and then at the other's. "...Maybe after changing out of these dresses first...?"
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"I could say the same about myself, if I am to be honest...I never quite pictured doing this..." She glanced up at him from the corner of her eye, returning his sheepish look with a gentle smile. It wasn't often that she could see Taka thrown off like he was in that moment; if she knew him, the suit wasn't probably helping with it, either, no matter how nicely he looked in it. This was foreign territory for the both of them, and Colette had to admit that there was a measure of comfort in knowing that they were both going into it together. The thought alone sent a blush across her cheeks, a fact not overlooked by the spirits behind her if their inquisitive cheeping was any indication.
"But, now that we are here..." With a small breath, she looked up at him, a look of joy on her face. "Taka...There is not a single person on this earth that I would imagine wanting to be here with besides you."
"Oh...Oh no, this is...a bit...Um." Muu mumbled softly, fighting the urge to quite literally fade out of existence.
Her heart raced, and she could not seem to stop fiddling with the lace of the wedding gown she had been put in. Everything had happened so fast; she wasn't even quite sure how she had gotten here. She had noticed that the man before her wasn't exactly a human...Well, for the most part, anyhow. She wasn't unfamiliar with demons and, in fact, had been rather used to their kind so she hadn't been fearful nor all to afraid to speak, oddly enough. Acts of violence and bloodshed did not frighten her either, as a resident of hell, none of it ever did, despite her more docile and meek demeanor. She eyed the strange demonic human up and down, observing him cautiously. He wasn't bad looking, quite the opposite, actually. However, he wasn't exactly her type, but she found solace in being able to at least be with someone she felt a strange sense of comfort with. She straightened up, properly fixing her dress and veil, and gave a rather serene and confident smile.
"It's pleasure to meet you, Sir Cain. I hope may be a good wife to you, please take care of me from here on out."
Something about this man brought out her innermost confidence, and she found herself liking this stranger more and more, though she did not know why. Despite the strange circumstances, she found that she was actually quite alright with the turn of events, and stepped forward towards the altar.
Kiwi took some time to process what was happening. It was a very... Odd situation.
"Oh. Uh. You see, where i come from, forced marriages are a thing. We do that for status, fame, money, whatever." Kiwi was trying his best to be really gentle with Muu. She looked like a real sweet and legitimately a good person, so Kiwi doesn't wanted to hurt her or anything. "But... I don't really know what both of us could get with a marriage. I don't have money, and people don't really like me, so I have a really bad fame, meaning you can't benefit of this either." Kiwi's vision on marriages are a bit cold.
"But don't get me wrong, though! You are very, very, very cute. Like, really cute. And you seem kind and sweet, too. You are just a bit shy, but I think that adds to your charm. I'm sure you would find someone you really love to marry! But for now, we need to find a way to stop that marriage. Or I will probably drag you down with my terrible personality I guess"
The giant blue robot loomed over the... millennial? Time Lord? God? ASTROBOT couldn't quite tell what Dabson was, but he looked like a human and that was more than enough. He circled the man in intimidating stomps before he scoffed. "ASTROBOT NOT HAVING TIME FOR LAUGHABLE RITUALS OF PUNY FLESH BAGS!!!!!!!!!! ASTROBOT BEING FREE ASTROBOT AFTER ALL!!!!!! A CAREER ASTROBOT!!!!!!!!! ASTROBOT CAN'T BE BEING HOUSEWIFE FOR ANYONE, CERTAIN NOT BEING FOR NASTY FLESH CREATURE!!!!!!!!!! "
But he stopped stomping a circle into the ground and bent down to stare Dabson in the face. "BUT ASTROBOT LIKE FLESH WAY CREATURE SPEAKING. SMOKY MEAT MAN RELATABLE. ALSO SMOKY MEAT MAN BEING HAVING TINY PROPELLERS LIKE ROBOT?????? ASTROBOT BEING NOT OPPOSED TO DATE. "
"ONLY IF FLESH BAG BEING SWAP DUMB HAT FOR BASEBALL CAP AND COME TO GAME WITH ASTROBOT THOUGH!!!!!!!!!!! "
edit: lmao
"Ho. Ly. Smokes."
Settling down before 30 was never on Roscoe's to-do list, never mind on short notice with someone he'd never met, but that? That right there is a giant mecha with anime sunglasses. A giant mecha is cool enough, but sunglasses? And wings? And guns for hands? And friggin' leg blades?? If he's going to be married, that is a partner he can get behind.
Before anyone can say anything, he sprints to the altar, nearly knocking it over in his haste.
"Yes. I'm in. Sickness, health, whatever, I do. Where do I sign?"
Warning for swear words~
Ethan was in absolute shock. The second ago he was in a middle of the escape from a bunch of zombies with that boring brat and now here he was in a large banquet room standing near a guy approximately his age. If the situation was a little bit different, he would be unimaginably happy to escape that neverending nightmare, but now the opportunity to be eaten by a bunch of rotten fuckers wasn't that bad compared to what was awaiting for him ahead. Like hell he was ready to marry someone! Especially when it's a fucking guy! He isn't a faggot or something, you know! He likes girls! Pretty ginger-headed girls, not this! "Oh fuck", Ethan sighed.
Lengthy train in tow, Maylu drifted down the aisle towards her husband-to-be, tall and obscured by the lacey gauze draped over her eyes. Slightly off-balance in her bridal heels, she refocused her gaze elsewhere, to the maid of honor standing at the altar, and used this as the anchor to pull herself forward without falter.
It was simple enough to distract Ethan's attentions from his initial target. Maylu may have not been a ginger, but she was just a shade from it. How it came to marriage? Even she did not know. The idea of having this man involved in her daily life made her stomach sink. As she arrived to her destination point, she turned to face Ethan, and her crestfallen glare denatured to a tender, blushing smile as he lifted the veil passed her face.
He had that charismatic Ethan grin, a flirtatious smirk that no doubt charmed the hearts of many..many others. Even if they were tied in marriage, was there any guarantee he would be faithful to her? Not that she cared about his fidelity, but if he were to stray.. who would he stray to? Who was the nearest alternative? The notion of having him in her home.. near her family.. her thoughts reeled.
".. And do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, for as long as you both shall live?"
"'Til death do us part."
A threat? No, a promise.
Avi wasn't able to break away from her soon to be spouse's... hand paws. Part of her imagine holding them- but another part wanted to know how he even held things with his meaty paw pads... She didn't even notice that fact that she was staring. "Ooops..." She mumbled and shook her head nervously. "Keep it together..." She told herself. "This isn't so bad- let'sjusthopethathishair...dog...thing..." She stumbled over her words for a moment then slowed down, "Let's hope he doesn't eat us..."