[WORLD ONE] SPEED DATING EXTRAVAGANZA

[spellbindmods]

Who: Participating coven members
Where: The Palai marketplace
When: Day 49
Open/Closed: OTA

[ Any and all who are in the marketplace will find that there is suddenly a mysterious barrier around the marketplace (that may be eerily familiar to some) -- specifically one large portion of the marketplace with a large number of tables and chairs, perhaps purposefully set out for nefarious reasons.

A few Palai are ushering coven members to chairs, and everything seems about normal. As normal as the Palai can be when they're putting on a show anyway. It's not until a sizable portion of the coven members are seated (and also supplied with breadsticks and small shrimp), that things get a bit more bizarre.

Thanks to the power of the Eltos, a small band of energy keeps coven members stuck to the chair (magic can interfere, of course), but that's not the end of it. On each table, next to those delicious smelling breadsticks and shrimp, is a bowl of scraps of papers. Every five minutes, a strip of paper will pop out from the bowl.

If you ask the Palai, they'll be inclined to explain speed dating to you. Asking questions, getting to know a person, then being shimmied off to the next potential mate -- this is made possible by Elto magic yet again, through flying chairs that transport their holder to a new table at standard intervals.

The Palai are extremely invested in this exercise? Will you let them down? ]

[ OOC: In the spirit of speed dating, each character will have a top level. All who want to respond to this top level can with questions from this post, but the threads have to end at 10 comments from each character. After this last tag, the characters can be assumed to have been whisked to a different potential match. You're free to have characters make up their own questions, interact with Palai serving food, etc. ]

Comments

[deem]

Maybe it's just me, but... This doesn't seem like a very good way of fostering that sort of bond, if that's the goal.

[He gestures at their surroundings, chairs flying from table to table and all]

[splinten]

I'm pretty sure the goal for this is sex.

[deem]

[9S sputters before he's sinking into his seat as best he can while magically pinned to it. At least his goggles cover enough of his face to hide the embarrassed color that warms his cheeks]

...Then they're really barking up the wrong tree, roping me and 2B into this.

[He grumbles in some attempt to mask his own awkward reaction]

[splinten]

[Poor, poor 9S. Someone please help him.

Dirk is probably not the right person.]

Reproductive compatibility doesn't seem to be an issue they're taking much into account period. I guess it wouldn't traditionally be a thing for them.

[deem]

Well, we don't- [he visibly founders here] you know...

[The activity itself isn't even possible without modifications they're naturally predisposed to considering something tantamount to sacrilege. Being too much like their creators wouldn't be right.

Only the magical amount will do]

I can't believe I'm going to have to give them a talk.

[splinten]

[Now he feels kind of bad?]

Uh, it's okay, dude. It's weird across the board. And honestly, I don't know if they're likely to be convinced by any of our efforts to persuade them against it.

[Okay, he could maybe be more comforting, but Dirk isn't prone to kind lies. He tends strongly towards blunt honesty.]

[deem]

I get that they mean well, but...

[9S heaves a sigh. Honestly, this is so much time wasted.

Not to mention being wildly inappropriate from an android perspective]

[splinten]

But it's weird as fuck, or what?

[A question to which Dirk will be tragically denied the answer, since this is his comment #10?]

[deem]

Something like—

[Not the language he'd use, but 9S is interrupted by his chair jerking into motion, startling a yelp out of him.

So much combat, and it's a chair that gets to him, go figure]

Good luck with whatever this is...

[At least he flies off with some well-wishes drifting along]