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How to play-

a- Post your character with name, canon and preferences in the subject line.

b- In the post have the character describe, in character, their ideal romantic partner in a generalised type.

c- Surprise, this has been broadcast to the universe in general.

d- Reply to those comments indulging, teasing, mocking, being scandalised or so on.

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--Why me all of a sudden?!

Why not?

We only just met! I don't even know your name!

It's Faust. Do try to keep up. No other objections?

You're weird and a little creepy. I might be friends with you, but I dunno if I wanna date you.

I'm heartbroken. I suppose I will have to resort to stuffing you in a sack after all? Kidding, kidding.

You have a weird sense of rumor, Faust.

So I'm told. Hypothetically, where would you like to go on our first date?

Hypothetically? Ummm...

Some kind of nice restaurant, if we really were dating.

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That can be arranged. And if we were only pretend dating?

You mean...if it was only play-pretend?

Exactly! Like a dress rehearsal.

Ohh! Well, if it's only pretend, then it's okay.

But we're still friends for real, okay?

Okay~! Should I pick you up at seven?

Seven's good!

...Oh, yeah - I live on a train right now. Meet me at the train station?

Funny, I used to live on a train too.

[Actually he was dead on one, but whtv, details.]

You will know me when you see me. Until then, my dear.

Really? wouldn't mind talking about it over dinner, then.

Okay, I'll see you then!

[Be happy he doesn't show up on a horse like certain people he knows. Normal taxi, very abnormal person getting out of it. Dark smudges under his eyes and on his lips, a tattoo on his throat and a sickly thin frame. But he looks pleased as punch to have a "pretend" date with someone so sweet and naive.]

Ready, are we?

[Right, in the meantime, looked like your typical healthy young man in a nice outfit. He told his friends to go on ahead with the Rainbow Line, and reassured them that 1) It's only a "play-pretend" date, and 2) he's got Diesel Ressha (aka, "Gramps") to take him back 'Home' to everyone.

Still a little weird that Hikari's not buying the whole pretend-date thing, but that's just him being Hikari, in Right's mind.]

Ready! So, where are we going?

[Right's not really bothered by Faust's look. Honestly, Akira looked scarier than that in his Shadow form, and Right completely accepts him as a friend.]

[How could anyone resist not taking a bite out of someone so clearly clueless?]

A fancy restaurant by the name of Ce Soir. You dressed up, I see. Quite the dashing look.

[He holds the taxi door open with an exaggerated bow. Faust did have a certain degree of honesty and his reply was truthful; he fully intended to take advantage of Right but he wouldn't make an irredeemable mess of him.]

Thanks! Thought it'd be best to dress for the part, y'know? You look pretty interesting yourself. [Right hopped into the taxi and waited for Faust to join him before asking] So, this restaurant...is it French or Italian? Sounds close to either one to me.

We will have to work on your language proficiency at the soonest opportunity...

Eh? Why? Did I get it wrong?

[Would it be gauche to flirt in the back of a taxi...? Not that he cared.]

Somewhat. Let's practice your French, shall we? Perhaps next time you will have no trouble identifying it. Repeat after me: Fait-il chaud ici, ou c'est juste vous?

[Right wouldn't know the difference. Boy has the mind of a ten-year-old trapped within an 18-year-old's body.]

French? Uhmm...Fail-el-- [Right stumbled over the words, making a face every third syllable.] Geez...and I thought English was hard.