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Entry tags:
- !okcindr,
- arcane: powder / jinx,
- final fantasy xiv: fandaniel,
- fire emblem engage: rafal,
- genshin impact: aether,
- magia record: mitama yakumo,
- mcu: peter parker,
- my hero academia: katsuki bakugou,
- onmyouji: abe no seimei,
- original: fauna,
- person of interest: root,
- persona 3: mitsuru kirijo,
- rotrk: richard plantagenet,
- star trek aos: jim kirk,
- star trek aos: leonard mccoy,
- star trek tos: spock,
- tokyo revengers: manjiro sano,
- trigun: vash the stampede,
- x-men 97: morph,
- x-men 97: rogue,
- x-men evolution: kurt wagner,
- x-men movieverse: scott summers,
- yyh: hiei,
- yyh: kurama,
- yyh: yukina,
- yyh: yusuke urameshi,
- zero escape: junpei tenmyouji
OKCINDR POST #3
Ever wanted to have CR with a character and wasn't sure how to get them to cross paths? Wanted a dating app so you can hook up with hot people? Wanted to just find friends because you're a lonely bastard?
With the update of the tablets and the apps, we now have a dating / friendship app called OKCINDR! Players can use it as they please for the two months that it's up -- just imagine that they're profiles to swipe right on and everything. The idea is to encourage CR that may be difficult to get with characters who may or may not be interested in events / posts / logs / other network posts.
So, on September 3rd, characters randomly look back at their tablets to see the following:
This month, if players reset their profile, they will have a list of...questions...to answer:
Additionally, this month, misfires on the meme are much more likely, whether it's a character who wouldn't post their own profile, or comments on other top levels.
Players, of course, are able to ignore this message. However, if a character wouldn't fill it out but a player would like to participate... the profile mysteriously resets itself. There may even be responses sent from Character A to Character B without Character A actually doing anything, if you'd like! This is a completely opt-in scenario! But for players who would like to participate fill out the post:
If you'd like to for shits and giggles, here's some notifications that may be used:

Name (@username) followed you

Name (@username) unfollowed you

Name (@username) blocked you
Have fun! Code credit.
With the update of the tablets and the apps, we now have a dating / friendship app called OKCINDR! Players can use it as they please for the two months that it's up -- just imagine that they're profiles to swipe right on and everything. The idea is to encourage CR that may be difficult to get with characters who may or may not be interested in events / posts / logs / other network posts.
So, on September 3rd, characters randomly look back at their tablets to see the following:
OKCINDR PROFILE RESET #3
PLEASE RESET PROFILE
This month, if players reset their profile, they will have a list of...questions...to answer:
What do you look for in a "relationship?"
Do you see through time?
When you stare into the void, is it the correct universe's infinite abyss that stares back?
Please define: existential crisis
How do you justify the color pink?
Does the data not corrupt exquisitely
Do do do does does does ththth e
Does the
Does the
Dies
data
done one one zero one
Additionally, this month, misfires on the meme are much more likely, whether it's a character who wouldn't post their own profile, or comments on other top levels.
Players, of course, are able to ignore this message. However, if a character wouldn't fill it out but a player would like to participate... the profile mysteriously resets itself. There may even be responses sent from Character A to Character B without Character A actually doing anything, if you'd like! This is a completely opt-in scenario! But for players who would like to participate fill out the post:
If you'd like to for shits and giggles, here's some notifications that may be used:



Have fun! Code credit.
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[Let's ignore how he dropped out mostly from the kidnapping trauma and general depression, it was definitely because he didn't like getting up at 7—]
i'm working right now, technically. don't tell my boss.
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you did. same time you told me about the pi thing
[ don't look too closely at how his recollection of this is both immediate and immaculate, ]
best hope your boss doesn't see this, then. but if this is how busy you are
fancy some company?
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right. so yeah. school isn't for me.
you want to come watch me stick toothpicks in sandwiches? sure.
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[ and then, completely sincerely and equally unthinkingly, ]
well, it's seeing you, so
yeah
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you see me all the time, dork. just come on, before the locals all suddenly crave a blt.
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[ luckily for him, the only audience to this conversation and his silly, smitten smile is fish the fish who doesn't seem to care all that much. ]
right, see you in a tick
[ he could just mirror hop there, technically, but in case there are customers there... well, it's not too long a walk. ]
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[Uhhhhhhh—] because of the sandwiches and stuff, you know.
[Great save by Junpei, handling this deftly as always. Either way, he is indeed just sticking toothpicks in sandwiches right now in an otherwise nearly-empty sandwich shop. One whole customer is sitting at one of the small tables, deeply engrossed in a sandwich and a book.
Junpei sticks an extra toothpick in a sandwich, deeply considering making a whole toothpick-based artwork, but he'd probably have to pay for it... It's a really slow day at work. If he keeps looking up at the door waiting for Charles to come in, no he doesn't. That's someone else, just like it's someone else who raises a hand to wave a little through the window even before Charles comes in the door. Hey.......]
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his smile is terribly bright when he meets junpei's eyes through the window, and he forgoes waving back in favour of actually making it to the door a bit faster, still, pushing it open and making a beeline for the counter. ]
Hey, [ he says, eyes crinkling at the corners, just taking a second or two to stand there and smile at junpei like he's forgotten about the rest of the world — until he remembers he's not supposed to be doing that and looks around with a light laugh. ] Wow, you weren't kidding, it's proper slow, innit?
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Yeah, there's just... [he leans forward a little over the counter, hand raised to shield his mouth for this dramatic whisper:] that guy.
[Who is really just some guy over at his table in the corner, but he doesn't need to know Junpei's pointing him out. He's reading in peace!]
So, y'know, you're really saving my sanity. There's only so many pre-wrapped turkey clubs I can make before I start talking to them.
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Hmm, maybe they're lacking in good conversation. Might make their day if you did that.
[ though — he leans his elbow on the counter, and his chin on his hand, ] Don't, though. Would much rather you talk to me, now I'm here.
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Yeah, better not. They're gonna get sold and eaten anyway.
[Alas, his workplace comedy will have to wait. He looks up - oh, and there's Charles being, um, adorable, hey -]
Well, you're way more interesting than a sandwich. But you're just as bored as me today, huh?
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High praise, that. [ he lifts his gaze and chuckles again as he leans more against the counter — and really, anyone looking at this from the outside would be left in no doubts over their flirting. which, well, good that no one's out there, then! ]
Yeah, one of those days. Thought I was going right mental. Maybe I'll have to get a job, too, just to have something to do.
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Yeah? What kind of job? Better get one with lunch breaks, so you can still come here.
[No Charles-y "I don't eat lunch, so I can keep going!" business, come out to this sandwich shop and see him as part of the daily routine. He says this so easily, after being a nudge about the exact same idea on the network not even an hour ago... It's fine.
Hmm, and speaking of, let him just pick up his phone...]
Or maybe a night shift? Since, you know.
[You know. And what's this? Boop,
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Oi, as if I'd take any job where I can't come see you during the day. [ his answer comes equally easily, like it's just a fact he doesn't even need to think about — like seeing junpei is something that he ranks above any possible job opening, which, well. he does. they see each other pretty much every day, he's not about to give that up for a job. ]
Night shift, huh? Not a bad idea —
[ the ping from his device interrupts that thought, and he picks it up, looking at the notification with a surprise that melts into a charmed smile. ]
So, what's this mean? [ sorry, he is hundred percent social media illiterate... please explain so he can reciprocate in kind. ]
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So a night shift would be even better! Ah, but oh yeah, Charles is a social media novice, let's see...]
It's, uh, for updates. You know, like if you change your profile or upload more pictures... it'll tell me.
[And he wants to know, particularly about the pictures, ahem—]
But it's also just, you know, for important people. Symbolically, I guess.
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it's a good thing they have the phones to distract them, really, because it's only that that makes him look away and down at the screen, letting out a quiet huh as he takes in the explanation. ]
Right, I see. You know, I wasn't even sure at first if I'd show up in the photos — doesn't work that way back home, does it? But seems it's different here.
[ which is a nice thing, really! and never mind the implication that without the ability to be seen in mirrors or photos, he's gone his whole afterlife (a brief moment in hell notwithstanding) without ever being able to see his own reflection, at all — that's not really sandwich shop talk, either, not that charles even stops to think much of what's been a fact of his existence for so long.
instead, he lifts his gaze from his phone for a second there, ]
Hmm, for important people, is it? Well, then. [ don't mind him as he turns back to his phone, and after a moment,
hah, success! he flashes junpei a self-satisfied grin, look at him actually managing at technology! ... and also, you know, the important people part, anyway, ]
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[A guy from the past or whatever one wants to call it. It's said with fondness anyway; Junpei is pretty sure Charles is the type of person who would really excel at social media if he were raised on it, so it circles back around to kind of cute, actually, that he doesn't really know what he's doing. Now that he has one whole adorable okcindr friend...
Ignoring, as ever, that okcindr is blatantly a dating app...
Pictures! Pictures are worth talking about instead, and Junpei makes a stilted kind of back and forth motion, like he's earnestly considering hopping up and over the sandwich counter. Probably shouldn't for the sake of his continued employment, so-]
Hang on, stay there.
[While he shuffles to the far end to walk around the counter like a normal and well-behaved person, specifically, phone still in hand. Charles says that he didn't show up in photos at home and Junpei hears the greatest tragedy ever conceived, so—well! It's a fun thing to do, right, to take pictures with good friends, and he won't deny that having pictures of Charles on his Aldrip phone makes him a little giddy, in a silly kind of way.
Quietly to himself, anyway, he won't deny it, because no one is going to ask him, thank god. Regardless: he's all but sticking himself to Charles' side, bumping into his hip and stretching just a bit to throw his arm around Charles' shoulders and tug. Come down here a little, beanpole.]
Uh, I'm not really great at selfies, but I can set it to the timed mode... and you'll make up the difference, anyway. [—with his innate skill in this thing he definitely doesn't do if he doesn't show up in pictures at home and not because he's very handsome, whew, cool!!!!
Junpei holds up the phone, smoothly. Ahem.] —Soooo, smile.
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(does he register the fact okcindr is a dating app? absolutely not. would he have done the same even if he did? yes, absolutely.)
the command makes him blink confusedly for a second before he's aiming a sweet, earnest smile at junpei and saying, ] Where would I go?
[ but he does as instructed, standing still while junpei walks around the counter — and he doesn't really have a clue what's going on, not yet having clued in that this is picture-related... and so, as junpei quite literally gets close enough to be pressed against his side, his arm around his shoulders —
well, it's not really charles' fault he sort of loses track of things a little, there. crouching down in an automatic response to the tugging, he looks at junpei with slightly wide eyes, before he seems to realise he should be doing something; his own arm wraps around junpei's back, with his palm resting right at his waist in a move as automatic as the crouching. is it necessary? not at all, and yet... well.
and oh, then there's the mention of selfies, and he sort of gets with the program. ] Is there really something like being bad at selfies? [ it seems like such an easy thing to do, just looking at the camera... and he's not entirely sure how he's going to make up the difference in any way, but sure!
smile, junpei says, and charles beams at him, a smile that's as sincere as it's happy. and it's a good thing the timed mode takes a few pictures in a row, because the first one of them is just that: charles, looking at junpei instead of the camera, expression bright and soft and open. he does remember to look at the phone for the next few, though, so... success?
once the click-click-clicks indicating the photos being taken are done, charles, incidentally not letting go of junpei, turns back to him with his eyebrows raised. ] So?
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What's ridiculous- not unexpected, but ridiculous- is how cute Charles is about the whole thing. Objectively, Junpei thinks, Charles is too sweet for his own good, and it's a wonder the whole city isn't mooning over him and his pretty eyes and his earnest smile and everything else— But selfies. He hums - there is such a thing as being bad at selfies, it's called looking at him instead of the camera - and then it's clickclickclick and he holds the phone up an extra second too long, just in case. Got to let them marinate.
When he wiggles his arm back from around Charles' shoulders he doesn't go anywhere, content to stay right there leaning into him while he opens the photo album. Here are way too many pictures of Gab and then the series of selfies, which he opens up to swipe through. Charles looking at him and the burst of warmth that opens in his chest, mmph, and the rest, and while his instinct is to say something about his own expression, the lopsided half-grin of someone who is in fact bad at selfies—]
You're an expert. A real master of... selfie expression.
[Accept his flaws.]
🎀 continuing the tradition of very gay wraps
and then he's aware of the fact his own arm has not left junpei's waist, at all, and he's... he's going to let go. any second now. he's going to let go, and step back, and gesture at junpei to go back to his job, and — ]
Promise to send me some of those, yeah? But — show me the ones of Gab.
[ right, well, he'll let go... eventually. but with junpei leaning against his side like he doesn't even consider the fact he could move — well, what else is he to do, but to keep him there? and sure, that eventually will come: when the door makes a dinging sound as it opens, letting in a new customer, and the two of them will jump apart like they've been doing something else than cooing over pictures of a senior dog, and junpei will shuffle back behind the counter with a slight flush on his cheeks, and charles will take a seat at the table closest to him and watch him with a small smile and his heart in his eyes.
right now, though, with his chest feeling at once tight and impossibly full, he keeps his hand where it is and lets junpei's voice wash over him, his eyes glancing from the pictures to him every few seconds, almost like he can't quite bear to look away for too long. ]