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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...
Rubbing their eyes once. Twice. Thrice.
Who in the world was that at the altar?!?!
One glance down at their clothes confirmed it, they were definitely wearing a wedding gown, complete with a veil and everything. What in the world? Since when were they getting married? Much less to a man close to ten feet tall and with four red eyes. Not exactly scared, but not completely calm either, they moved over to the altar of this strange world.
"Oh. Hi." He spoke, looking up at 'Boss'. "...Fancy seeing you here, Trigon," Terry greeted looking back out to the scenery- it was rather beautiful- and distracted them from whatever the hell was supposed to be going on here. "....I dig the whole, 'destroyer of the multiverse' look you've got going...but let's just finish this up so we can get out of here, I get the feeling you've got better things to do then being trapped in a wedding in another dimension..."
Selima didn't exactly understand what was happening, or why it had to be her in this position. Oh, this scenario just got weirder and weirder the more she thought about it... It was in her best interest to get out as soon as she could, so she needed to get up there and get this over with. Actually, who exactly was she getting married to, anyway?
Sizing her apparent partner up, she came to her conclusion that, really, it could've been worse. Humans were infinitely more tolerable than a mutt, after all. She could already see on his face, the same perplexity that she carried - though she hid it much better, he didn't seem to have such control. "Well, guess this is happening, then?" A bemused smirk came across her face. "Well, I guess you look okay. It could be worse - at least you have... Good hair?" It was hard to focus on that while also focusing on the lack of distinct meif'wa ears that she would have preferred, but it was better to bring positive light to the situation. She wasn't lying, at least - pastel hair was always pleasing to look at.
"Well, anyway, it's not in my best interest to stay here and chit chat forever... How about we get this over with, huh? You look like you wanna be here about as much as I do... Which is to say, you do not wanna be here." She laughed, but it was more forced than anything. Hopefully she could just get this over with and walk away. She had no interest in being married to a human.
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Hatadoma was fidgeting. More than anything he wanted to be away from here, but he was stuck in some strange situation that involved him joining in union to some extraordinarily pink man. He wondered if the stranger drank something funny to end up like this, or it was the same situation as a flamingo or something and ate too much krill.
He looked down at the papers and spotted his new companion’s information. “Species... crab?”
Actually, that wasn’t even what was concerning right now.
“I don’t want my last name to be Crabgrass!”
Edit: uhhhhh I'm so sorry.... I don't know why I did this. I forgot to read the rules but that's not an excuse. It should have been common sense. If you need to blacklist me, go ahead. I'm sorry for editing late, I was afraid to face this.
PicklePantry oops. For some reason it said that message was deleted. I'm very sorry for being wrong again.
Marriage. It wasn't a concept that Fuko was particularly interested in, to the point that she had never even considered it as a possibility. There was just no reason for her to do so, not when she could be spending time pursuing her own pleasure instead. She considered that humoring the idea, should it arise in a rare relationship that hadn't turned rotten and grotesque, would be fine enough, but she knew not to let the idea get too far. In a marriage, a certain closeness was expected and if that sort of distracting intimacy was not maintained then it would only be a matter of time before people grew suspicious.
Suspicion was her greatest enemy and she'd sooner cut it clean, before it turned into something truly malignant.
But even as she stood before Bon for the first time, she knew not to be so hasty. His saccharine sweetness wasn't of any concern to her, that was very much window dressing at best. What caught her attention, was the gruesome and maddened stitching across his body, connecting flesh to fur and fabric. With that leering madness that was his gaze, she could be sure that he was... something else.
Then there was the mention of Kankitsurui... it had been a long time since she had read the files on that place. Remembering the details was enough to send a chill down her spine... although an elegant smile soon crept across her lips as she chuckled to herself.
Perhaps a little bit of intimate research wouldn't do any harm...
Sliding the ring upon her finger, she admired it before looking back to Bon.
"Let's hope our union is fruitful, my darling~"