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tsukino usagi | sailor moon | protag | f/m
Azul Ashengrotto | Twisted Wonderland (EN) | OTA | Love Interest
The Mostro Lounge's interior is swanky, low-lit, and impresses with its massive floor-to-ceiling window looking out to an undersea view complete with swimming ocean life. Cool piano jazz music plays in the background, and patrons share quiet conversations in plush leather booths over fancy drinks and high-class meals or small plates.
Behind the bar stands Azul Ashengrotto, the Mostro Lounge's manager and Octavinelle Dorm's Housewarden. He's well-known for being an exemplary, congenial honor student and an authoritative leader for his Dorm, but there's also certain rumors circulating about him that suggests there's more to him than meets the eye.
Some even say that he can make any wish come true...for a price.
Azul looks up from the glass he's drying with a cloth and smiles once he's approached, calling out in a bright, friendly voice. ]
Welcome to the Mostro Lounge! Please, have a seat.
[ He gestures to the barstool in front of him; there's no one else seated nearby, so any conversation won't be overheard.
He slides a menu across to his patron, along with a card listing the current specials. ]
Our special menu's particularly good this week. I can offer you some recommendations, if you wish.
[ His eyes narrow slightly. ]
Or is there, perhaps, something else that brings you here today?
[ What do you do?
--> Order a drink
--> Flirt
--> Mention your troubles
]
(( OOC: Good Ends, Bad Ends, Shippy stuff, NSFW, and full-on otome brainrot are all on the table. I'm making this up as I go but I'll note Affection meter raises or decreases and potential flags. Fourth-wall-breaking gamer nonsense is of course welcome too.
Open to aging up Azul into his mid-20s if preferred; in that case, Azul's a
mafia bossrespected mage and businessman running an independent Mostro Lounge instead with shady rumors circulating about him about wish granting and so on.Default Protagonist role is in the style of the Twisted Wonderland one, who's a teenager from another world attending Night Raven College as a new student, and is the sole member and Prefect of the dilapidated Ramshackle Dorm. But feel free to go with whatever you like for your Protagonist; a teacher, a different student, a visitor, or whatever else strikes your fancy.
An Idia would honestly make my millennium, but open to all: canon, cross-canon of any medium, and OCs. ))
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It's a strange feeling, walking into an elegant cafe like this as a patron. It feels as though she should be part of the bustling wait staff making sure the place is running smoothly, or perhaps washing dishes like Azul is. Maybe she really should be, given Crowley's grudging, meager allowance; Mostro Lounge feels high class enough that she probably couldn't afford much here right now without asking for a job.
But it's only polite to buy something when you're taking someone's time away from their work, isn't it? He looks like he fits the description Jade had given her, after all.]
J-just a cup of tea, please.
[Just..... give her a minute to psych herself up to broach the subject, Azul. Jade may have spoken glowingly about you and your talents, but not all the rumors she's heard have been good. But who else can she turn to, when Crowley seems..... less than invested in researching her predicament? If even Crowley can't figure out a way to help her make it home, then expecting Azul to be capable of it is probably ridiculous--but that doesn't mean she can't at least try to fit in better, and make herself more useful here.]
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[ A blend made by Jade, the self-same person who directed Ramshackle's Prefect to Azul's door...with advance warning, naturally.
Not that Azul shows it while he sets about preparing the tea; his expression remains patient, and even grows more gentle and soothing to calm her nerves.
A moment later he places the teacup in front of her with another smile. ]
Oh, and please consider this first cup on the house as a bit of a welcome gift. It's a pleasure to have the opportunity to meet you properly at last, Prefect.
[ What do you do?
--> Drink the tea
--> Ask about him recognizing you
--> Mention your troubles
]
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Oh, thank you..... I suppose the Headmage must have told all of you about me, didn't he?
[After all, it isn't exactly a secret how she and Grim had disrupted orientation. The housewardens all needed to know what had happened, if only to reassure their dorm members, surely. And even if Crowley hadn't mentioned it, odds are Azul may have heard the teachers talking about her. Trein had been well-pleased, finding a student so fascinated by a new world's history and the idea of learning how to talk to animals. But Crewel.....
Not even he had seemed to know how she had managed to make such a basic potion turn toxic, let alone start to corrode a mage-grade cauldron. And potions had been supposed to be one of the few classes she could handle, too! How mortifying.....
But that's why she's here, isn't it? If she's going to be here for a while, she wants to be able to fit in as best she can. She wants to be able to make the most of her time here. Yukiko wraps her hands around the steaming cup to steady her nerves.]
I was wondering..... Do you have any experience with, um..... exotic kinds of magic?
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He can't help but look around curiously before slipping into the offered seat. ]
Any chance you do a milkshake here?
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He has to wonder if that ease of escaping notice is some form of latent Unique Magic. Definitely something he'll want to investigate more in the future when it could be potentially useful... ]
Why yes, of course. We offer a dozen hand-dipped flavors. If you'll allow me...
[ He reaches over and pages the menu open to the ice cream dishes. ]
Which one strikes your fancy?
[ What do you do?
--> Order milkshake
--> Mention Floyd
--> Ask about the Lounge
]
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Vanilla, please.
[ Really, Kuroko is a normal boy, who managed to fall through a mirror into a mysterious and magical world - the headmaster seemed convinced he must have some hidden power deep within, but until they figure out more, he's stuck attending Night Raven College. He's escaped most of the school population's notice, being the way that he is and mostly keeping to himself. At least there was a basketball club!
His gaze wanders over to the windows, taking in the gloomy, yet beautiful view of the sea.
► Ask about the lounge. ]
This place is truly only run by students?
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why wouldn't cassius order? he's here to imbibe after all. food is his primary objective, but a drink wouldn't be too bad, either. he only needs to be mindful of his metabolism, and make it work faster if he were to be drinking more than a glass.
but first...]
What do you recommend? I want to have a meal... A drink with a taste that goes well with food would be ideal.
Kurogiri/Shirakumo | My Hero Academia | ota
Happy to write the love interest starter.]
lumen | arknights | m/m
Seteth | Fire Emblem: Three Houses | Love Interest | OTA
[It's bright and early, perhaps too early for your tastes? The sun is barely peeking over the horizon when you find yourself at the training grounds, full of archery targets, dummies to practice your techniques on, and racks of wooden training weapons. At this hour, you should have the place to yourself--but it seems you aren't the only one hoping to take advantage of the silence and stillness of the morning.]
Good morning. Getting an early start today, I see?
[Seteth nods politely to you, distracted by pulling a spear out of a bundled-straw practice dummy. What do you do?
> Ask to spar
> Complain sleepily
> Flirt
> Whack him with a weapon while his back is turned]
Fishing Pond:
[Sunday is meant to be a day of rest for all the monastery. It's common for Seteth to work through most of the day regardless, but occasionally even he can be found taking a break. Today he's found a place at the edge of the dock, fishing line bobbing lazily in the pond. What do you do?
> Make small talk
> Approach with a problem or request
> Flirt
> Dump a bucket of fish over his head]
Classrooms:
[Although technically not a teacher, Seteth does at times get called on to teach special seminars. What topic did you attend today, flying mounted tactics? Spearwork? The finer points of commanding battalions? Class may be ending now, but Seteth is willing to stay for a little while, just in case anyone has questions. What do you do?
> Ask questions about the class material
> Ask for one on one tutoring
> Flirt
> Play a sneaky prank while someone else talks to him]
Seteth's Office:
[When he's not at Archbishop Rhea's side, advising and assisting her as she receives petitioners, Seteth is usually found at his desk, chipping away at mountains of paperwork. The door is open for visitors today; he's quick to speak up if he hears footsteps stop outside in the hall.]
Come in.
[What do you do?
> Rush in with an emergency
> Close the door behind you to talk privately
> Flirt
> Flip
a tablehis whole desk over]Wildcard:
[Choose your own adventure! Are you faculty? A student? One of the monks or priests? A merchant taking advantage of the big population of potential customers? A knight? Any time point welcome, AUs and OCs welcome, fellow faculty or age gap student/teacher welcome. Just let me know if you're shooting for some particular good end, bad end, horny end, etc. and we can figure out how to swing it that way.]
slams into this; training grounds
byleth would flirt, but it's too early in the morning for that sort of thing. she'll work up to it though. )
Mmhmm. ( sound! that's good, byleth thinks, running a hand through her hair and making it look even more disheveled than put together. she's forgone her usual armor for soft leather breaches and a tunic that hangs dangerously open; it's clear that she's just thrown on whatever was close at hand when getting dressed. )
I wanted to-- ( she yawns. widely. it's not very flattering. ) set a good example.
( the golden deer might not be her students anymore but they still look to her for guidance. and for all her flaws, her learning how to feel and think... she doesn't want to let them down. )
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[♥^
Seteth turns to take a look at her, eyebrows raising. Good heavens, she looks..... Well. Is she setting a good example like this, staggering out the door mussed and groggy and just barely presentable? There's something to be said for maintaining appearances, after all. But.....
Honestly, she's never really seemed to be concerned with such things. They're all far past the point where they matter anyway, aren't they? Byleth's Deer would adore her even if she crawled out of a bog covered in mud and rotting fish. And even if she does still look half-asleep, Seteth doesn't doubt she's still more than a match for him.]
That said, perhaps you should have stopped for some tea, first?
[What do you do?
> Invite him to join you for tea
> Prove you're fine
> Flirt
> Fall asleep on him]
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Maybe. ( she concedes, almost sheepishly. the closest thing seteth has ever seen to sheepish that byleth has gotten, at least. she doesn't really have shame enough to completely cover that particular emotion, but she does know that he's probably right.
it's astonishing that he looks so... put together this early, which is incredibly unfair. she wants to know what he looks like disheveled! that, byleth knows, is her deep desire to flirt with him speaking. better to do that over tea, when she can fully catch him off guard enough that he won't instantly find some excuse and flee.
she yawns again. ) Would you care to join me for a cup or two? I have some Four-Spice Blend around here somewhere.
( and a good grasp on conversation topics sure to win him over! or at least start. )
Naminé | Kingdom Hearts | f/m
Mello | Death Note | Love Interest | OTA
[Hey there, newbie. Seems like you've gotten an audience with Mello and his goons to see if you're up to snuff to join the mafia.
He lounges there on a zebra-print couch, in tight leather, eating chocolate. His legs are slung up onto a big, brawny-looking bald man who seems to be his second in command.]
So. [Mello's bored gaze scrutinizes you. You can tell he's impatient.] Why do you think I should let you in?
[What do you do?
--> Launch into a story about your latest criminal exploits.
--> Make up something that sounds cool, but is in reality kind of stupid.
--> Flirt with him.]
EPISODE: Oh no! Am I really supposed to use a magic notebook to kill people?!
Hey. Where's the Death Note?
[You've been tasked to look after it, after all. A very important role. And if Mello's asking for it, that can only mean one thing... He has someone he wants to kill.
What do you do?
--> Immediately pull it out with a pen in hand.
--> Tell him you lost it.
--> Lecture him on why killing is bad.]
Beyond Birthday | Death Note: Another Note | Love Interest | OTA
[Drip, drip, drip.
You come to with the growing awareness that you're in a dark, dank room, tied to a chair. You can hear something dripping in the distance.
Then, from behind, there are lips at your ear.]
Wakey wakey! Oh, I am so excited to play with you.
[What do you do?
--> Immediately burst into tears and beg for your life.
--> Say something snarky, yet ill-advised.
--> Hit on him.]
EPISODE: DOKI DOKI SWEET TOOTH!
Well. This is nice, isn't it?
[B -- though he's told you his name is Ryuzaki -- sits across from you at a nice little cafe. It's small, intimate, and mostly empty. He plops sugar cube after sugar cube into his coffee. It's really getting rather concerning.
What do you do?
--> Express concern for his continued dental health.
--> Spill his coffee to save him from himself.
--> Start putting obscene amounts of sugar in your own drink.]
Roman Sionis | DCEU | Love Interest | OTA
No, no, no, no, this is all wrong. You!
[Roman snaps gloved fingers and points at you. You might be an employee, or you might just look like one. Either way, he's singled you out in this restaurant for some reason as you walk by his table.]
I clearly asked for the kale on the side, and there is way too much mayo on this, are you trying to fatten me up? This water isn't even cold, it's lukewarm. And your wine selection is shit, honestly, what is this?
[What do you do?
--> Let him rant for a while.
--> Interrupt him and rudely tell him off.
--> Interrupt him and politely tell him off.]
EPISODE: IYAAAN, mafia daddy, don't ignore me~!
[There's a charismatic-yet-uptight man chilling in a booth at the Black Mask Club, surrounded by hangers-on. You've been coming to this club for a little while now, and he always catches your eye. You know he's the owner, and that his bodyguard lingering nearby, Victor Zsasz, is very... protective of him.
But you simply must talk to him. You have something to say.
What do you do?
--> Walk right up to his table and demand attention.
--> Throw something at his bodyguard.
--> "Accidentally" trip in front of his table, falling flat on your face.]
akira kurusu | persona 5 royal | ota
kasumi yoshizawa | persona 5 royal | ota