genessia | action + text

ACTION, OTA: Aphrodite's Love Matching & Arcade
[ Emerald is making no effort to hide herself. She never got a criminal record in Genessia or any of its cities. There's no evidence to prove she did, so even if she'd been on the bad peoples' side at home, there was nothing anyone could do as long as she kept her nose clean. (Or at least prevented anyone from seeing her get it dirty.) In order to keep up the image, she had taken over as matchmaker at Aphrodite's.

That hadn't lasted long before all of the lovesick morons had made her want to lose her lunch, so she was making an amendment to the allowances to come visit her in the "Love Matching office." Namely, the door was kept locked unless someone submitted a filled out contract of Emerald's own making.

She was fairly certain that would keep out anyone who wasn't serious, and anyone who was serious deserved her intentionally terrible matchmaking skills. Try and catch her while she's filling the little tray outside of the door with blank copies? Or perhaps you're going to try to get her to unlock the door? ]

TEXT, Mercury
Save me from this awful place. I'm dying. This was the worst idea I've ever had.

TEXT, OTA
These phones are terrible. Who only loads up a phone with Candy Crush and doesn't give us anything else to do? What's the point of having these things if they're just wasting pocket space most of the day?

If anyone here is holding back on app-making skills, shame on you.

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Fine, you want a camera? go get one.

oh relaaaaaaaaax

i'll be there

wouldn't miss it for the world

If I promise to break she and her loser bf up before I share, will you bring dinner back to the hotel?

it will be a feast for the ages

I promise then.
I'm in the mood for spaghetti.

deal

we'll call it pyrrha's pain pasta

perfect. my favorite flavor.

is it?

uh oh

are we entering love triangle territory

uhg, no thanks.
we'd look like that holiday people here celebrate at the end of the year with the fat guy.

you know this has me curious what YOUR type is
swear to god, honest curiosity, no ulterior motives
cross my heart etc etc

I will let you know when I actually find someone that doesn't make me want to throw up.

I don't think I have a type. I get too annoyed with everyone but you and Cinder to actually find someone attractive for more than half a minute after their open their mouth. You don't shut your mouth so you're out, and Cinder's Cinder, so you're both out.

[ Which means she's attractive, but so far out of anything Emerald could ever imagine as her league and she's kind of afraid she'd get her ass beaten for even thinking she could be on that level of consideration. Even so it wouldn't so much be her 'type' as much as who Cinder is to her. ]

... ah! now i've figured it out.
you're not doing this matchmaking gig for money
you're secretly perusing the applicants to find your one true non-vomit-inducing love

No I'm doing it so I can make people miserable by shoving them together with the worst people possible and eventually drive away all customers so I can sit in my office and get paid for doing nothing.

Duh.