Thread Roulette: Let's Make A Date! (Students)

[Max Rose]

Max laughed. The reaction really wasn't all that different from what she'd been expecting, really. "So explosions and stuff, huh? You clearly need to watch some episodes of the show. Not the worst answer, but you totally just fell behind numbers two and three, buddy."

Why was it that nearly everyone lined up had a familiar sounding voice? Well, they did pick from the student body, and Max had been going to the school for a long time, and she wasn't exactly known for being all that quiet. Still, she figured that at least one of these guys wouldn't sound at least remotely familiar. Even the number one guy, whose name Max wouldn't have guessed with a roster of the school, sounded at least like someone Max had classes with.

"Alrighty, back to number two. It's getting late on our first date, and I'm yawning a lot. What do you do to spice things up?"

[JD Paerson]

JD's eyes widened in surprise at Max's second question to Isaac. He glanced around the room, surprised that no one else was stepping in. Wasn't there supposed to be a buzzer or something for when these things got out of hand? But Isaac managed to handle the question pretty tactfully, considering the considerable embarrassment he was showing. JD had to give him points for courage in the face of danger.

He was of a somewhat similar opinion as Zaer when it came to MLP, but he wouldn't have said it so bluntly. Then again, maybe he should, if he didn't want to get chosen by Max for any sort of follow-up date.

So when he got his next question, he put his hand on his chin in mock pondering. "Hmm," he said. "Tough question. Well, I think under the circumstances, seeing as you probably had a very exciting day of running around causing havoc, it would be most considerate for me to see you safely home, give you a chaste kiss on the forehead, and send you to bed. Don't forget your stuffed animals." He tried to load the response with a large amount of sarcasm.

He paused for a moment before he realized a discrepancy. "Hey, is there a reason I'm being loaded with relationship questions when the others are being hammered with nerd trivia?" He could bomb nerd trivia with the best of them, but he would still need an opportunity to do so. Next he might have to start cutting in on other people's questions.

[Max Rose]

Wow, the sarcasm was so thick there you could scrape it off and eat it for dessert. Max nearly winced as she heard the semi-familiar voice lay things out. The crack against the stuffed animals was particularly barbed. Not because Max was big into them, but she did have a few tucked away here and there. Enough that she was seriously thinking that this guy might know too much. Or that her roommates were talking. Whichever. Didn't matter: somebody was getting a shakedown.

"Aww, you gonna tuck me in to? It's like you're trying to make yourself come off like a--" Max paused. Was that JD? That sounded like something he'd done. True, she only knew him from a few meetings before, usually when they'd had the misfortune to be paired together. Again, Max wanted to lean and take a peek at who was on the other side, and again she nearly had to be pulled back. Stupid curtain.

"Hey, these are super important questions, jerk-face," said Max, nearly pouting. "And I'm trying super-hard to come up with them too. But since you're so desperate for one, here we go: Who's the best superhero and why?"

Not that Max's mind was heading that way for any particular reason. Or that she felt like being fair. She just didn't want to give JD? any reason to whine.

[JD Paerson]

"Like a what?" JD asked with a smirk, crossing his arms. He leaned back--at least as far as he could on the stool he was perched on. "Come on, now you've started you have to tell me what you were going to say."

He laughed. "Ooh, jerk-face. Yes, I can see how your creativity might be taxed in trying to come up with questions to ask. I bet you have this problem on all your dates, is that right? You need someone else to do all the planning, because you don't have the skills to do it yourself?"

He rolled his eyes though, as he thought of the question. "In answer to your actual nerd question..." Least geeky superhero? Probably Superman or something. He couldn't say Superman. That would be disastrous. Least desirable superhero for someone who actually read comics? "Hulk," he finally said firmly. "Is that the right answer? Did I get it right? Ooh, tell me please! Do you also like giant green men that look like they might be the boogeys sneezed out by some godzilla alien creature?"

JD figured there was no way anyone would stand to have all that sarcasm piled on them at once, nor to be insulted that many times in a row. With luck, Max would give up on him and move on to the others, and JD could rest secure in the knowledge that he had successfully evaded yet another attempt by Zac to set him up with someone.

[Max Rose]

"I am so going to kick your ass!" Max nearly yelled. She started to rise off her stool, but the various monitors were waving her down, insisting that she took a seat. Max was nearly at the spitting venom point, but found that she had to cool down when instructed. Mostly because it was that or barrel though the curtain and try to see what happened on the other side.

When her temper had cooled, Max ended up glaring at the curtain, trying to figure things out. He'd answered her question, eventually, and Max had dimly heard it through her own shouts. Something about the Hulk, which was one of the lamest possible choices. Very dudelike. Very much something that Max would have expected to hear from this guy. It sounded like he was desperate not to end up getting picked by Max, which made him all the more tempting. If she wasn't half convinced that Isaac was sitting next to him, she might have picked the jerk just to spite him.

"You'd best be thankful that they're holding me back, jerkass," Max finally spat, dusting herself off and straightening her clothes. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you didn't know that you were in line to get a date with a total hottie. I'm dynamite, baby, and you're just a wet rag."

Max shifted again, trying to remember numbers. She was on a relationship question; she knew that much, if only dimly. And she really should call on someone who wasn't the jerkface, tempting as it was to make him squirm a little while longer. So Max turned slightly, trying again, unsuccessfully, to look through the curtain.

"Numbah three. First kiss: tongue, no tongue, or can't have enough tongue?"

[Isaac Tilford]

Isaac couldn't help it. He had to facepalm at JD's response to his questions. Couldn't he tell that Max was the kind of girl who liked to find a nerve and then kick it repeatedly? Provoking her wasn't going to help him. It was just going to make it more difficult.

Which consequently meant that she was less likely to pick him. Which would be the best outcome, really. Considering how much Zaeric and JD sounded like they hated the idea of a date with Max, it was better for everyone involved if she picked him, right? (The answer was Batman. He was awesome on his own, now imagine if he was meta.)

Of course, he ended up with a non-geek question again.

"Uh..." Isaac looked over at the other guys, blushing horribly. He'd managed to play off the last non-geek question okay, but he chewed on his lip, unsure he could do that again. "I suppose it depends on how the date's going, right? So no promises."

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