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[nonehorse]

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

[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. ]