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memetime! /jams
MATCHMAKING MEME
♥♥♥
➊ Post as your character (one per thread)
➋ Respond to someone else's thread with the name of another character!
➌ Your character must attempt to "put the moves" on the character given (in the thread of the given character)
❹ ?!?!?!
❺ PROFIT!
Per usual, new characters and so on are allowed! Just remember to put their name/fandom in the subject so that we know what's going on. Oh, and feel free to have your character protest this matchmaking (not that it'll work, but it's funny)
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You... "put the moves" on someone, when you want to have sex with them.
[She would know, she'd done plenty of that when she was alive. The idea of it makes her a bit queasy now.]
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What's sex? Is it like ice cream?
zinc took this very seriously....
Not... exactly. [Although, sugar had been her second fixation in life. She couldn't consume it at all anymore, it made her ill. Still, both were pleasurable, there was no denying that.] Sex is about bodies. You touch each other, wherever it feels good.
[She pauses for a moment to consider how to explain further. It was never something she'd tried to vocalize before. It had been introduced to her when she was thirteen: when she and Jacob had had sex for the first time.]
Nerves can feel pleasure, anywhere, but it's very strong, between your legs.
[She really working on dumbing this down and not using any slang, she knows Xion won't have any clue what she's talking about if no one else has told her about sex.]
It's, hm, exciting, touching the right place. Your heart beats fast, until your nerves pulse, and feel it all over. It's called orgasm, it's why people do it.
[That and making babies, but Zinc had gotten herself well and truly sterilized at 18 and forgotten all about something so stupid. Besides, there weren't any men here.]
It's easier to show, than to tell, but I can't.
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[it's likely she wouldn't even be able to experience it
if it were allowedthough, with her body as it is.][she looks down for a moment, considering it but not finding anything she can compare it to.]
Exciting, like...mm...like being around someone you love?
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...no. Love is different. I guess... [She sighs, and concedes:] sometimes they go together. But they're different.
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[she still doesn't understand, not entirely, but she always feels self-conscious when she's brimming over with questions.]
Is it important, to do it?
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No. You're too young, maybe.
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[people have told her that when they didn't want to explain things, but Zinc had never shied away from that.]
A lot of people say that about different things. How old do I have to be to do everything?
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Will I know when I'm ready?
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[And failed miserably. Zinc generally laughed at them 8'| ]
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It all seems really complicated.