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DATE AUCTION meme

Haven't you heard? Love can be bought! Welcome to the Date Auction meme, where all the non-existent profit goes to your favorite non-existent charity.

HOW IT GOES
For those who haven't heard of a date auction, it's basically where qualified *~singles~* have a date auctioned off to the audience. Usually these dates have conditions, are mutually agreed upon, and just a cute way to raise money.
But this isn't usually; this is LJ.

As such, you're free to do whatever you please, within mun consent, with your bought date!
Post your character, and in the subject line (along with Character/Canon, if that's your thing) let other players know what you're looking for! Looking for Love, and cute shippy interactions? Looking for Laughs, and want to troll/be trolled? Looking for Lust and want to make this meme R-18? (Please mark your thread, if so!)

Not sure where to go on your date? Here are some options!

1• A lovely restaurant
2• A soothing spa
3• A fun carnival
4• A vibrant zoo
5• A quiet park

6• A slammin' party
7• A popular concert
8• A crazy shopping trip
9• Screw the date, back to my place!
10• Or whatever you like!

Choose your own, make something up, or leave it up to fate!

And, as always, feel free to take the concept and run with it! Is your character so pathetic they can't even buy a date, and have to hope for pity? Does a couple have to deal with the jealous aftermath of one person going along with the auction for fun? Does a scorned bidder try to ruin the winner's date? Or, heck, maybe you just want to play out the ridiculous bidding wars over much-desired characters!
Let it all hang loose, have fun, date !

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[ she wags her finger in front of his face, turning around as she starts to walk backwards. ]

Don't you remember how much I had to top? And I only just sent in one bid — there were plenty that sent in their votes, too. I even remember one going 'Edgey-poo,' you know.

Generally speaking, Miles, I think you should be flattered by the nice audience you brought in. Others would, you know? They'd call this the dream date.

Well, I...

[He clears his throat, frowning in embarrassment even as he meets her gaze.]

Very well. I will admit that I am indeed...flattered, et cetera, and quite glad that so much was earned for charity. But generosity doesn't excuse bad behavior. It should have been a decorous event.

I hear girls can't help themselves sometimes. [ ahaha — ]Mmm, who knows what would have happened if I didn't pass by.

[ another pat on his shoulder, as though she tells him good job. ]

C'mon, I think you need a little drink.

I don't drink alcohol.

[...But he is supposed to be cooperative. So he grimaces and sighs.]

...Usually. But - as you wish.

I meant coffee, actually, but since you mentioned it...!

[ it's not her fault at all that he mentioned alcohol, so she grabs his hand and starts to look for a nice bar. the one with pretty neon lights-kind, or a tavern-looking one — ah, there's one tavern-looking one. let's go down the road and to the left. ]

Wait - Coffee would be good. I'd be perfectly happy with coffee...

[But he doesn't resist, allowing himself to be led.]

[ nope nope too late, they're going in and they're going to sit on the bar stools for maximum entertainment, on xigbar's part. she crosses her legs, facing him. ]

If you're usually not a big fan of alcohol, what do you take...?

[ because she has a secret she won't be telling him: she doesn't drink much either. ]

[He frowns at the stool, then finally sits down on it with a frown of self-consciousness. He keeps perfect posture even on the stool, and so he feels rather like a lumbering giant as he sits with his head distinctly above hers.]

Er - Well. Truth be told, I've not...had much alcohol whatsoever. Wine and beer. That's rather it.

What a coincidence: I think they sell more than wine and beer in this place — if they don't, I'd be disappointed.

[ she slides the menu across the table, assuming that he'll catch it on time. it's slippery, after all, so that glasses can slide across the whole table. ]

Why don't you try something new?

Er - very well.

[The menu slides past him and he has to lunge to grab for it. He pulls a face, then frowns down at it slightly and pulls out his reading glasses in order to peruse the menu.]

All right...If that is what you wish. [A slight pause.] What do you tend to drink?

I usually drink...

[ ah, hold on. she's a girl that enjoys taking in new experiences, and so: ]

... whatever's new. Try it all once for the experience, you know? Otherwise it gets a little boring.

[He clears his throat. That was utterly unhelpful.]

Very well, then. Er - what of gin?

— Mmm, I haven't had that for a while. [ a pause, she calls the bartender to bring in the gin. ]

Have you seriously never tried anything out of wine and beer, Miles? I thought you'd have tried a little sip or two in those formal gatherings you have.

Don't be absurd.

[He draws himself up, at once pompous and earnest.]

To drink is to dull one's wits and cause oneself to make poor decisions. To do so at such gatherings, when deals must be made, would be foolish in the extreme.

Then why do they offer it in the first place if the factors are there?

[ the gin glasses slide across the table again. she catches them both, sends another glass slowly to miles; he should thank her!! so says her logic. ]

Sounds a little illogical.

Because, naturally, when wits are dulled, one party benefits. It's a simple enough equation.

[But then he lifts it to his lips to sip - and, immediately, he chokes.]

[ — ahahaha!! she ends up giggling again. miles edgeworth is hilarious today, he really is. she does offer kindness in the form of offering him her handkerchief. ]

[He accepts it, still coughing.]

That's - That's vile!

[ ridiculous miles edgeworth! she's still smiling, she's still amused. watch as she takes a sip — it goes down better than how he drank his.

sigh. ] That's what everyone says the first time they've had alcohol, right? Or did beer go down just right the first time...?

[He scowls at her, wiping his mouth with the back of his wrist.]

Beer is vile as well; do not mistake me. But it's nothing like this.

[ watch her as she takes another sip, showing no problems — it's a bit burning, it's been a while. ]

Then what is it like, hmm? People say alcohol is alcohol. [ as usual, she is not part of 'people.' ]

Well, you've had them both, have you not?

I've had experience, it's your first time trying it.

[ she leans in closer, resting her forearm on the table, so that she can lower her voice just slightly: ]

Why don't you tell me?