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Lots of people seem a touch down lately. So, everyone! I have a simple game that might cheer us all up, or at least make Iris cycle go by faster for me while I read everyone's replies!

You have to post your type! Physical preferences, personality traits you really like, your dream partner! Go on and list it, and people can say if they know someone like that, perhaps tease you for your preferences, that sort of thing. You can post anonymously here too, if you're shy! Just have fun!

Also, here is a funny picture I found. Enjoy!

Comments

wow idk how stands work

[killful]

[The grin on Yan Qing's face falters for a moment, eyes widening at the sudden appearance of a new challenger (?). This kid has a Servant? Josuke doesn't give him a chance to think. All his focus is on the ghost's fists as he dodges each blow. Finally, he grabs the shoulders of the ghost and launches himself over Josuke, forming a graceful arc before landing a fair distance behind him, both feet and one hand on the pavement.]

Good, good! Nice killing intent you got there.

[Yan Qing pushes himself off the ground and gets in position. That caught him off guard, but that just means he may have found someone good enough to match his skill. It goes without saying that Josuke's hair is the last thing on his mind...]

Now it's my turn!

[Like a ball of raw energy, he charges at Josuke, throwing a series of powerful kicks at every angle.]

its ok theyre just ghosties who punch things

[nipzips]

[ The thing about Josuke's violent fits of rage is that they don't actually make him any faster, stronger or better at fighting. The only real thing they do is call him to action. In fact, his rage blinds him so much that he doesn't quite use his brain as much as he normally would, acting purely only on anger and impulse. With Josuke barely putting on much guard, the kicks make impact, blowing him back and forcing him to clutch on to the bruised parts of his body. Still, he's taking them like a champ, getting back up on his feet right after. ]

That all you got?! [ Now Josuke retaliates, rushing at Yan Qing and trying to get a good flurry of punches in with his own real fists. His Stand does the same from behind Yan Qing, throwing him a fast and quick barrage of blows while crying out its trademark 'DORARARA!!'. ]

[killful]

[ Oh, he's approaching him? Yan Qing dodges with little effort, hands behind his back, his movements as swift as a sparrow's. Though he is youthful, his body reacts to Josuke's attacks as if he's already seen them. The disparity between their skills is clear, but he also seems to move more sluggishly as the fight goes on. He's getting... bored? ]

Jeez. You're way too angry, man. You gotta focus! Get in position!

[ And then, Yan Qing is gone.

Yan Qing is now behind him.

With a low kick, Yan Qing sweeps Josuke off his feet and, if Josuke lands face first on the pavement, sits on his butt. ]

[nipzips]

[ He cannot focus. He's not fighting with his head right now, barely thinking; he's relying only on instinct and a fury that constantly pushes him to seek violence. If Yan Qing wanted a more intellectually stimulating fight, only threatening Josuke's life or his friends could bring that out of him. Right now, he's a bit like a mindless punching and kicking machine.

With the sweep Yan Qing did, Josuke slams onto the pavement, using his arms to cushion his fall. He feels the other guy's weight on his ass soon after, and that only pissing him off more, because he knows he's being mocked. In response he pushes his body off the ground with his arms, doing a little flip in an attempt to throw Yan Qing right off. His stand will also try to grab on to Yan Qing so Josuke can get a hard kick in with his legs. ]