Blind Date

The BLIND DATE Meme

The Blind Date meme. Pretty self-explanatory. No matter how awkward and unexpected they might be, there is always something exciting about them. Who is your company for the evening going to be? Will it be a person of your innermost dreams or someone you absolutely can't stand? And most importantly...

How are you going to handle it?

What do:
1. Post with your character! They're now in the middle of a blind date.
2. Comment to each other! When you do that...
3. Go to Random.org and roll a single die!

1.
First date
-- You've never been out on a date before, so someone's decided to give you a helping hand.
2.
On the rebound
-- You're recovering from a painful breakup, but your friends/family think they found a great person for you anyway.
3.
Not strangers at all
-- Someone thought you didn't know your date. Turns out you know them from somewhere.
4.
Hideously awkward
-- Hey wait, that's your ex/boss/doctor/distant family member! Or, even worse, it's that person you absolutely despise. This will go well!
5.
Existing partner
-- You two are just acting like strangers to spice up your love life.
6.
Future spouse
-- Unfortunately, you have to have an arranged marriage. Fortunately, you get to meet that special someone for a date beforehand. How will the night go?
7. ...or, instead of rolling, come up with your own scenario!

4. Play out the date. This meme can be completely fluffy, smutty, or hilarious. If you don't want smut, you can put that in your subject. It doesn't even have to be romantic.

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[ m/m only, info in journal! ]

[Someone around his age; 15-18. open to all scenarios]

[ OTA for shenanigans, 30+ M/F for anything legit. ]

[ Some AU where there's this nebulous blind dating table they meet at? I'm fine with as much or as little CR as you'd like for this. Happy to do the starter. ]

Edited 2023-02-17 22:22 (UTC)

[ Claire had told her she'd lay off for a while if she just did it this once. She's pretty sure she had something planned, though she can't figure out exactly what -- maybe Chris would be on the other side of the table or Parker. To her knowledge it wasn't one of those speed dating situations, but it could be. Claire should know something like that would only stress her out to the extreme, but if it meant a free pass and not digging into her personal life for a bit -- with Barry in-tow this time around -- then maybe it would be worth it. All that really mattered was she had a nice night out, it didn't have to be a thing, right? That's what they told her, anyway.

Claire had helped her pick out a nice blouse and had almost talked her into a skirt -- they met halfway with a cardigan and a pair of slacks and flats instead of jeans and moto boots -- but she didn't know who she was supposed to be meeting. There's even lipstick present and a hint of eyeliner (that she managed to wipe off partially in the car because she hated how it made her eyes looked), but not much more than that. She figured the other person already knew what she looked like, knew it was her, or they'd be introduced.

For now, she sits nervously at a table alone, bypassing a free drink from a guy at the bar who seems like the type who just sits there all night buying drinks for women waiting for dates or friends. Either way, Jill's leg bounces beneath the table ever-so faintly and she skims the weird drink menu -- all fancy fruity mixed drinks -- and the appetizer menu for something to do. She doesn't want to be engrossed in her phone when her date shows up. ]

[ It'd been a while since they've settled into something more civilized and had a chance to find something of a home for the two of them. In a city that wasn't hit as hard with the infection and it seemed like things might just be starting to look up even though the threat of infection was still a looming threat. Joel had been coaxed by Ellie to try to get out more and maybe find someone at this point. Joel didn't think it was something necessary but he agreed to humor the girl and especially after she's helped him find a nice shirt for the occasion.

Joel was dressed in a plain colored button up shirt in a dark green with the top three buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up. A pair of dark jeans with a slightly nicer pair of boots finished off his outfit. He looked less like a lumberjack and more "fixed up" than he usually was. His beard was even trimmed a little with a splash of aftershave. Joel went on his way with the girl's blessing; a thumbs up of approval and now making his way over to the table he was told to meet his "date" at.

He spots the woman and she's definitely a looker. There's something familiar about her, but he can't quite place it yet. Joel slides into the chair across from her offering an apologetic look. ]

Sorry if you've been waiting long. Took me a bit to find the damn place.

[ He's about to introduce himself before realization sets in. His eyes squint some as his expression faults for a moment not able to quite believe who he's seeing here. ]

... Jill Valentine?

[ The SpecOps agent he'd had a run-in with on more than one occasion that looked very different outside of uniform; enough where he didn't realize who it was before sitting himself across from her. ]

[ Claire was less about normalcy and more about being in Jill's business. Sure, part of it was pulling Jill away from intense training exercises and her need to protect everyone around her. It was for her own good, she knows, but it can't be helped. Jill was still sour about it and was going to be until she got home that night, away from the so-called date.

She plays a little with her curled ponytail and finds herself quickly relieved by her company -- a looker, for sure -- but moreover, she finds him recognizable. It takes her a second before she reaches over the table to offer him her hand. ]

Joel... ah, Miller, right? Fancy this. [ She smiles all the way to her eyes, soft and sweet. She makes a bit of a show looking him up and down, almost surprised. ] Looks like you're out of your comfort zone tonight, too, huh? As I recall you're a plaid kinda guy, aren't you?

[ There's almost a hint of disappointment in her voice, there to let him know how she feels about him normally. ]

I didn't order anything yet. I have a pretty high alcohol tolerance, but I don't want to be sipping down a bottle of bourbon and look like I'm hating being here, you know?

[ It seemed they both had been pestered into this, though it wouldn't be all that surprising to hear it on her end as well. She seemed the type to take her job very seriously and likewise, he did as well. They'd mostly met under work conditions and it wasn't surprising their jobs were a larger part of their lives. Well, that and babysitting and doing what he could to provide for the two of them. He's considered Valentine more than once, maybe asking her out to get to know her better, but it never seemed the time. It'd be a lie to suggest he wasn't attracted to her, especially the way she could throw a kick and knock a guy out with her thighs.

He take a second toook to her hand before taking it, following her leas on how much of a grip she'll have on him. ]

You got it. Didn't expect you, that's for sure. [ It wasn't unwelcome but he doesn't say as much for now. He noticed her looking him up and down and was still trying to wrap his head around it. She was a beautiful woman after all and if his mug managed to catch her interest he was more than flattered about it. He'll digress as his eyes shift back to look her proper in the eye. ] You remember. [ and a beat before: ] You don't look half bad out of that uniform you know. [ His tone is a little wry for the occasion, but he's awkward about the whole thing. At least he's offering her a smile that's more earnest.

Joel makes a grab for a menu at that. ] You get a chance to look this thing over and get an idea of what you want, besides a bottle of bourbon?

[ There's a look in his eyes that suggests he's not against the idea. It lingers before he speaks again. ]

Guess it would depend on the company, huh. I hope I don't disappoint. Could order that bottle anyway and make it up to you.

[ She's unsure if he's sincere about it or not, though. He might still be looking for a decent date where Jill isn't expecting or hoping for anything in particular. It's not that she doesn't want to have someone to come home to or anything like that, it's just... complicated. It'll always be complicated, she thinks. She's definitely attracted to Joel though, he's completely her type: can handle himself in a fight, knows how to shoot, and has good facial hair.

She smiles wider when he takes her hand and she gives it a little shake in the moment, halfhearted but playful all the same. ]

Should've, maybe. I told the person who set this up I thought you were cute and she's not the type to forget when you say something like that to her. [ She flushes a touch, just enough that it's visible. ] I like the way you usually dress is all. But thanks, I generally stick to lookin' like I'm headed for the gym, so don't expect this on a second date.

[ She teases, but honestly, she might be alright with a second date. Jill waves a hand a little and shakes her head to his offer. ]

I don't drink cheap stuff. Sure you can handle that kind of price? I don't want you to feel like you have to impress me or anything -- and I can handle the cost, you know. [ But she smiles a little more, thrilled by the way he's easy to talk to. Jill nudges at him with her foot. ] I'm serious, though. I was worried I'd be stuck with some jerk and have to find a way to sneak out. I'm glad it's you.