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okay, due to the fact that the story is probally gona be pretty big, i can't relly class it as a snipit, so i'm copying and pasteing it all here...
we'll as much as i can

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Atlas Park

Seraph Residence

Dark Seraph sat in his workshop, trying to find something to do. He tied up the Yarnball case, even helped put a stop to Super Yarn before it really took
off, but now he was bored. Swinging his feet up on to the desk, he contemplated having a nap when he heard the door open. He watched as his sister floated into
view, an impish smile on her face that meant she must be up to no good again.

"What do you want Sera?" He asked.

"Well Seraph, I thought it was so sad that you spent all your spare time looked up in your work shop, that I decided to make you have some
fun."

"Make me have fun?"

"Yes, that's why you're coming with me to one of these." She paused as she rummaged around her pocket before pulling out a flyer.
"Speed Dating Seminars." She finished proudly.

"And why the hell would I want to do that?"

"Because it says it's a great way to meet new and exciting people and quite frankly your social life is pretty shity."

Seraph glared at his sister, but knew she was right, he hadn't really tried to make friends since moving to paragon… hell when he thought of it, Terr
and a maybe a few others were amongst the few he'd class as friends.

"Now come on Seraph. This will be fun. But if you don't come. I'll turn you into a cat girl again." She smiled as witch fire danced
between her fingers.

"And remember what I said I'd do if you do try that shit again?" Seraph snapped.

Sera threw up her hands in exasperation "look mister grouch, what's the worst that could happen, you have a boring night? Sure sounds better than
sitting on your arse. Unless you enjoy being a boring blob"

Seraph knew there was only one way to end this. "Look, even if, and I stress if, I go. What's the point? Most of the people at dose things are
midlife crisis sufferers."

"What makes you say that?"

"I hade to tail a guy into one once, it wasn't fun."

"well look, it says here that's it's for people in their mid twenties to thirsty, okay… that's a bit of a stretch on my behalf, but it will
be fun. How about this, if you have no fun and think it's a waste of time, I'll leave you alone for a week, okay?"

Seraph thought about it, a weeks of silence would be nice, and it wouldn't be like he was cheating on Enynn, hell he had the impression that whatever
was going on between them was burning out anyway. "Okay, you have a deal, when's it on?"

"Tonight at 7:30, so you have some time to get ready. And remember, try and have some fun." She giggled as she skipped away. Seraph sighed as he
slowly stood up, for better or for worse, he was going to socialise.

Fruitfly: "I don't understand you humanzzz and your obzcezzion with zzzex, but I admit I have thought about zzzettling down and
raizzzing zzzome larvae zzzomeday."

DS: "I see. Are you thinking about a big family?"

Fruitfly: "Oh, not really...juzzzt eight or nine hundred kidzzz."

DS: "Eight...or nine...HUNDRED?"

Fruitfly: "In the firzzzt year. If that workzzz out, then...."

DS: "Uh, time's up, sorry, gotta go!"

-- Acyl

heres another one from w00t

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Dark Seraph gulped nervously at the giant blue reptilian sitting across from him. She had just eaten the flowers at the table and seemed to be looking around
for something else to munch on. He cleared his throat.

"Um...so....what are your interests?" He said after a few moments, all too aware that time was ticking down.

"Huh?" Genau'Goeg blinked a few times and smiled at Dark Seraph, her razor-sharp teeth glittering in the half-light of the Resturants Lamps.
"Gen like food. Ruled by stomach, one could say. But Gen also like long walks along blood rivers in Shadow Shard, dancing, and city at night from
rooftops."

"That's....fascinating..." Dark Seraph gulped and thought to himself Dammit, where's that buzzer?

"Gen also like body modification..." she said as she picked a stem out of her teeth.

"Wha...what kind of body modification?" Dark asked, confused. Gen stood up and concentrated - as she did, much to Dark Seraph's shock, the big
leathery wings poking over her shoulders made a horrifying crunching noise as they contracted and atrophied. After a few seconds, the large appendages were
nothing more than little fluttery bat-like things on her back. The buzzer sounded. Dark almost fell over the chair as he got up and made his way as quickly as
he could to the next table.

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from Vyper.

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Enter Eileen Fawkes. Level 50 Robotics/Dark Mastermind.

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"You can't bring that in here it's neutra-"

The bouncer at the door had his words cut short by the signature ping of plasma blast cannons just behind her as the mammoth metal colossus hunkered down ready
for battle. The raven haired, doll in front of it merely checking her manicure for imperfections with the other hand to her hip.

"I can do one of two things right now, one is disarm him or arm his Incendiary Missiles... I'm gonna let you decide which"

Either arms crossing in front of her with a prideful and immune look on her face "but I aint going in without him."

"Lady... it's a club not a war zone." the bouncer attempting to disarm her attitude problem.

Her brow lofting a moment with a curl of her fist to her mouth lightly to clear her throat. The metal giant stepped forward to her side its sheer weight shook
the pavement underfoot as it did. With a steely echo of clicking and ticking servos and the hissing of hydraulic actuators it settled as the missile tubes
opened up showing off its payload. In a deep metallic and emotionless tone, it barked back at the bouncer.

"You Have Twenty Seconds To Comply"

Much to her surprise the bouncer didn't suddenly fear for his mortality as he rolled his eyes at her. "Put. The. Toy. Away." With the order she
stared through him and took over terrorizing the silly little man into a recoiled mass of shivering pansy.

A tiny bean pole of a lady in a cliche little red dress offset by the black trench coat that fluttered behind her as she walked. This massive, mechanical,
giant following closely, and loudly, behind her.

She wasn't the only from the wrong side of the tracks present as she presented herself the way most of her fellow rogues and thieves would. Pompous,
arrogant, with total disregard for the law and a low level of tolerance for those of the more heroic nature.

She always made it a point to show up for the mingling events if only to spend her time conning a hero into questioning his or her occupational choice. This
speed dating fiasco was no exception and she arrived with the style and flair of someone who's faced down Lord Recluse and the horde of Statesman's
lackeys.

Sitting calmly in a less lit corner at a table she waited as her mechanical counterpart took up residence by the entrance with a clear shot at his mistress.
(Minus a few innocent bystanders naturally) One after another she'd wait out potential suitors for the few seconds she'd be accosted.

The keypad at her wrist ticking away softly under her perfect nails as she all but seemed to ignore what she classified as foolish questions. Rolling her eyes
at the standard questions that seemed pulled straight out of a model profile one would find in a copy of Playboy. Hero and villain alike if they didn't
meet the standard visual and auditory requirements.

By the time someone with any significant security clearance sat down in front of her she'd already collected a pile of numbers she'd never call in the
center of the table. Masochistic males who'll tolerate a woman who's just going to wipe her stilettos off on them. Tall, thin, kinda scruffy and he
threw out that 'interests' question.

That's it.

Without bothering to eye up from the display of scrolling data on her wrist "... advanced robotics, or rather, the tactical application thereof in combat
situations."

"like those robots SWAT teams use to disarm bombs?"

"More like Mister Tall, dark and metallic standing over by the door" ticking a finger over the display she snapped it closed and glanced across the
table to eye the suitor over with an analytical eye.

Again she curled her fist just over her mouth and cleared her throat as perky as she could muster "Math is hard, teehee" a dull annoyed sort of
glance across the table at him as she reverted to her norm. "Best of luck to you, hero" near insult in the way she voiced the final word foregoing
the buzzer to walk out of the club. That mass of metallic death standing upright and falling into step behind her.

It was the first break for the evening and Sera was feeling pretty pleased with herself, she was surprised by the shear number off both men and women that she
had met, after a light mind scan she had been able to pick the one's that were genuinely interested form the ones that were just trying to get in her
pants.

As she wandered along, she spotted her brother over at the barand decide to see how he had faired. "Heya Seraph, so how's your night going?" she
asked.

"baldy." He replied as the bartender handed him a drink. Seraph caught his sisters questioning glance. "Don't worry, it coke, my night
hasn't been that bad." He sighed as he took a sip.

"Well….?" Sera asked.

"Well what?"

"Aren't you gona tell me what you got so far?"

Seraph sighed again. "Let's see, I got a bug, a dragon lady, some wired chick with a robot bodyguard and a troll."

Sera blinked. "A troll?"

"Yeah, okay Girl… up till the point I told her I was a PI."

"Ow, but my major question… are you having fun yet?"

Seraph paused to think about it. "I guess so, I mean, sure I haven't met anyone that I could see myself dating, but I'm kinda having fun."

A gentle announcement called over the PA to remind everyone that the dates would be starting up in five minutes. Seraph drained the glass and put it back on
the bar top.

Sera patted him on the shoulder. "Good luck."

"Thanks… I think I'll need it before the night is over."

Sera contemplated casting a simple luck or allure spell on Seraph as he headed off, but decide against it. It would be more fun, and more importantly, Chaotic
to see how he did on his own.

Eileen is less "Piff- Hero skum" now that he wasn't useless on that ITF.

DS and Gold Locust.... If you really want to be mean, ask me about her, and arrange a (speed) date.
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The Master said: "It is all in vain! I have never yet seen a man who can perceive his own faults and bring the charge home against himself."

>Analects: Book V, Chaper XXVI

hmmm, looks like i may need to go to plan B, so DS has at least one good date

oh and Ankh, send me your idea of how the date between DS and GL would work, i'll probaly add it, everyone seams to enjoy DS haveing a hard time....

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hmmm, looks like i may need to go to plan B, so DS has at least one good date




oh and Ankh, send me your idea of how the date between DS and GL would work, i'll probaly add it, everyone seams to enjoy DS haveing a hard time....

Awa c'mon! He's got Gir as a kid and you're griping that his dates would go any better?!?

i want at lest one good one.... thats why i made a plan b, i can't constently hang shit on him... if i do that i won't want to play him anymore

OOC views on speed dating or dating at all

Vyperpunk: -arches brow- You are kidding right? I have shoes older than, well, almost everyone.

Enkili: -gets DS smashed, has torrid drunken affair, gone by morning-

Tish: (this one I can't really tell how it would go. She's nice enough, relatively stable but... she'll probably set something on fire.)

Zen: What's this "date" you speak of? (would probably go very well but getting her there is nearly impossible for me to fathom.)

Lily Vit: (Another I'm none too sure of, very nice, very lady like and totally not a child of this century. She's from the time of King Arthur, Portal
Corps + Solar Flare = time distortion)

Specterra: Leave Earth to the Humans. -crab forms and walks out- (not a happy alien)

Morkley: (not all human, fairly hyperactive and has the attention span of Hammy on an energy drink... 20 seconds and she'll forget she was talking to you)

Girl A: -build up, assassin strike, giggles- (she's younger than Gir you dirty ol man)

Wittica: (would probably go rather well but she's too busy saving the world to get wound up in this speed dating thing. )

hmm, after reading thise, i can say this.... he'd probaly have the best luck with Tish, most of his house is heverly warded against fire by now

Best make sure En's not in his forge at the time. Not so much for the house's sake some much as the date's... (not that she wouldn't share)
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The Master said: "It is all in vain! I have never yet seen a man who can perceive his own faults and bring the charge home against himself."

>Analects: Book V, Chaper XXVI

Muse: really?

Me: quite you

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Best make sure En's not in his forge at the time. Not so much for the house's sake some much as the date's... (not that she wouldn't share)

Tish: @.@ -transference, fireball, ss away as fast as she can-

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hmm, after reading thise, i can say this.... he'd probaly have the best luck with Tish, most of his house is heverly warded against fire by now

Hang on... lemmy copy pasta up her backstory. >.> I've been sitting on it for god knows how long.

oaky, so far we have two potential "good" dates.... i may not need plan b after all

You could toss Natalie into the mix.. She was supposedly from part of DS's past in Aussieland, if you remember.
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The Master said: "It is all in vain! I have never yet seen a man who can perceive his own faults and bring the charge home against himself."

>Analects: Book V, Chaper XXVI

oh yeah... so make that 3 then

I'll have to get back to you on the speed dating thing with Tishypooh. If I'm in CoX it's likely that I'm having issues with the muses not
wanting to cooperate.

>.> that or you could write me up something and send it to me for a look over.

i'll try writeing up something.... be wared it will probaly be very badly writen, also, hora for being the only red sider that showed up for this

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i'll try writeing up something.... be wared it will probaly be very badly writen, also, hora for being the only red sider that showed up for this

I can look over bad writing if I can see potential in the writer trust me... I have suffered far worse than you my friend. You at least got
some neato core ideas to work with. Kudos!

DS smiled as he waited for the next date to show up, the last two actually hasn't been that bad, first there had been, much to his surprise, Natalie,
hell he hadn't seen her since he left Australia all those years ago, then their had been the cat girl he had saved from the burring warehouse.

So far the second round looked like it was going pretty well, he smiled as the next woman sat across from him.

"Lemmy guess" she chimed with a huge grin across the table at the familiar face "someone offered to liberate a kidney if you didn't"
sitting up straight from her mild slouch as her brow furrowed and she mocked some big tough guy "get out and have some fun." Settling back to a more
relaxed posture as a breathy laugh escaped her a moment.

"Ya do seem wound a bit tight most of the time" she added with a soft smile as thumb and forefinger played at turning a coffee mug on it's
coaster on the table in front of her. "No worse than me though" another light laugh, this time at herself as her eyes darted across the others
who'd shown up for the event before settling back to the one across from her.

Seraph smiled at the kidney comment. "Yeah, I don't get a chance to relax most times, and my sister did threaten me if I didn't get out and
have some fun." He carefully sipped his coffee. "But its nice to get out every once in a while and let my hair down so to speak."

"I guess we can skip the bit were we tell one and another what we do for a living, right?" he asked carefully.

"No" she answered rather abruptly in a nearly squeaky tone with either eyebrow lofted slightly before settling a bit as the phone at her belt
vibrated. "Sometimes, yes we both do the same thing for a living" her eyes drifting to the caller ID a moment then back as she ignored the call.
"But most of the time I'm just driven slowly insane by annoying phone-calls from people who think they know me just because I worked with 'em
once." The quiet hum at her hip settled back into silence a moment before it chimed letting her know whomever it was had left a message.

"It's more or less complicated and I'd rather not waste seconds on trying to explain it so- what do you do for fun?" Slipping an impish
smirk she added "aside from dodging your sister's wrath that is." Like a teen being told to sit still she wore the same in her demeanor having to
sit idle for seconds. There was genuine interest in the conversation but something about her seemed like it would rather be in motion than sitting in a club
talking shop the remainder of her evening.

"Well, I work in a forge making bit and pieces of magic junk… er, bit of cooking and researching old books of magic…. And trying to raise two
teenagers." He looked over and noticed Tish was seaming a little restless. "That and following Terr around helping him beat up Romans and Banished
Pantheon."

He noticed Tish seamed to show interest in helping Terr. "um… maybe you would like to come along one time?" he felt stupid saying it, but his mind
had gone completely blank.

As he spoke on making magic 'junk', cooking, research and raising teenagers the look on her face seemed to change to a near comical annoyance.
She'd asked about fun not the work he did after the badge came off at the end of the day. But as he mentioned 'Banished Pantheon' she perked a bit.
With Emet or Terrence on staff she could take down scores of Banished Pantheon like they were as tough as potato chips.

He'd hardly finished inviting her as she blurted "I would actually, like right now if that's possible." She hated being idle and after a
handful of random suitors she'd grown rather antsy. "I was bored, it's the only reason I came to this goofy thing. But this whole sitting around
thing isn't my idea of a good time. Really, I'd rather be working, so call up Terrance and lets go do something fun instead of this root
canal."

Seraph blinked, she seemed rather eager to go… and Sera didn't say he had to say the whole night... smiling he stood up and grabbed his phone
"Sure, why not?"

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Sera looked from her date and raised an eyebrow as she saw Seraph leavening the room with a short woman, she gave the woman a once over and smiled, as
Seraph looked over she gave him the thumbs up. While she wasn't sure if you were meant to leave half way through, but Seraph looked happy, so obviously she
had completed her goal.

Turning back to her date, she gave him a sweet smile and asked. "So what is it you said you do for a living mister BurWot?"

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okay, looks like this is the last one, 50%, i.e. the good stuff was wrtien by Vyper, the rest by me

enjoy.

-BU + AS for the self destructive tone- Writers! Ohy. -cleans off rusty blade-

kay.... i'm not that bad.... can anyone help me find my kidney?