henhursthall | meat cutes singles night

MEAT CUTES SINGLES NIGHT

what's up? Love is (possibly) in the air at Meat Sweats: All You Can Meat Steakhouse (Good First Date Spot!), which is trying to live up to its name by cramming as many first dates into one night as it possibly can. Cocktails are arguably Valentine's Day themed, and someone went to the trouble of charming paper hearts into fluttering around like drunken butterflies.

The small dining room is packed, and the tables have been arranged so that there are plenty of spots where couples can sit across from one another. Over the speakers, an "oldies" playlist of early 2000s Muggle ?love songs? is on shuffle.

Participants who get Bingo get a special prize! Anyone who gets a blackout is a madman, but there's something special in it for you if you do. And of course, signing the attendance sheet gets you half-off on rent at Henhurst Hall.

Tonight's menu is:

A pink sweetheart cocktail that tastes a little bit too much like pepto bismol, garnished with a strawberry and twisty straw.
Tater tots shaped like hearts.
Your choice of pizza (pepperoni shaped like hearts), salmon (it's pink!) or curried cauliflower with red food colouring (the veggie option).
Chocolate cake dessert.

The dinner begins at 7:00 PM and Olive kicks everyone out at 12:00 AM, but like, who wants to stay at Meat Sweats for five hours?

visuals!

volunteer slots! Hugo Weasley ends up stuck talking to an older wizard who is clearly very drunk and keeps asking extremely strange questions. On the bright side, they do manage to fill out one elusive spot on their bingo card! (By taking this spot, you can mark any one of your bingo spots as filled for free!)

Grizzy barrels into [CHARACTER C] while they're both dashing to get to the next table, and they go tumbling to the ground. Now that's a Meet Cute!

[CHARACTER D] feels like they've been plunged into ice water when Morty passes through them on his way to another table. The sensation is brief, but then they feel something cold and wet stuck to their back. It's partially digested pizza encased in ectoplasm.

how bingo works!
🍗 Remember, this IC/OOC is forward-dated meaning that it takes place on Sunday, February 14th. Please wait until Sunday to make journal posts that take place during the event.

🍗 Speed dating rounds last anywhere from thirty seconds to five minutes before Bud blows his whistle and participants are expected to get up and run to a different table, musical chairs style. There's not much organization to this event and there's nothing stopping residents from cheesing the game by running to people they already know.

🍗 Organizers insist that the seating arrangements were randomized, which is why sometimes participants are seated across from a relative or otherwise-inappropriate potential mate. They insist that, legally-speaking, this is a networking event — so don't worry, mark off those cards, and keep going!

🍗 Click here for the Bingo Card template.

On desktop: click File > Make a Copy.
On mobile: press "..." > Share & export > Make a copy.

Follow the directions in the spreadsheet to learn how to set up your card!

🍗When you're all set up, you can either paste the code in its own entry on your journal (fancy!) or grab a sharable link to your spreadsheet (convenient!). Either way, come on down to SPEED DATING BINGO and make a new comment with your character's name in the subject and your link in the body.

🍗 Reply to others and fill your card! Have fun!

🍗 The cutoff for submitting completed Bingo Cards for prizes is February 15, 12:00PM EST. You can keep playing in your threads for as long as you want, but you just won't get the Mystery Prize if you haven't submitted by the cutoff.

locations! 💘 BEFORE THE MEAT CUTE: Are you ready to find love and avoid gastrointestinal issues?

💘 SPEED DATING BINGO: Date! Meet! Win! Post your cards here with your character's name in the subject. Others can reply to your thread to start quick scenes as they fill out their cards in search of a BINGO — and maybe... true love?

💘 AROUND MEAT SWEATS: Same time, same place as Speed Dating Bingo but this section is for those MEATier scenes. (Any non-speed-dating scene)!

💘 AFTER PARTY: After you've either won or given up on Bingo, there's a plan to meet up at Poor Lenore's for drinks. A local band is playing tonight, and it's a more pleasant setup for dancing and flirting if that's your jam. You might miss the subtle aroma of a New York striploin, though.

🥩 OOC – QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS! Don't forget to submit your card under the subheader when you're got a bingo and/or blackout!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Bingo doesn't seem very fun to Tracey, but asking a bunch of people a bunch of questions does. So she's here, wearing heart-shaped sunglasses despite the fact that it's night (and indoors) as she makes very slow work of her cocktail.

"Hello, Tracey," Lorcan says, looking just a little satisfied with himself already. He had bolted to get over to her table. "You speak two or more languages, don't you?"

"Ah, Lorcan, I do," Tracey starts, sliding her sunglasses down her nose just a tad to get a better look at him. "Don't look too full of yourself now - this is a stupid game." Even as she says this, though, she's reaching for his card to try to see what kind of damage he's done already.

"A stupid game with a mystery prize," he notes, stamping off the square. Lorcan's never been competitive, but he's always been easily baited by some sort of unknown element to discover. "Bingo."

He hands her his card, which already has half the squares marked off. "Do you know what the statue of secrecy is? Typo or new art installment at the Ministry?"

"Too curious for your own good. But, you're welcome."

Tracey examines Lorcan's card, her eyes falling on 'statue of secrecy' just as he asks; she can't help but laugh a little, unsurprised to find a typo at this very, uh, special event, but tickled by it just the same.

"Christ, I wish. A statue could maybe liven the place up a bit." She seems to remember her own card in this moment and shifts her attention to it.

"If I'm going to do this I might as well try to learn something about you. You haven't got any strange ideas about living portraits or soul mates, do you?"

"Skeptical on soulmates but I have many opinions on living portraiture. What's the prompt?"

"Ach, I knew you wouldn't be for soulmates. And this says you 'think they're the equivalent of holograms of dead people.' Who came up with these things?"

Lorcan thinks about this. And thinks some more. "I can understand where they're coming from. It's more an artificial recreation of another's persona than a hologram, though."

Those sunglasses look quite...Muggle-inspired to Criswell, so he already knows what he intends to ask Tracey when he takes a seat across from her. But after being chided for his previous directness, he does at least offer a greeting first and puts out a hand, "...Criswell Trelawney. I don't think we've met?"

A pause.

"...Can I ask your opinion on the Statute of Secrecy?"

Nailed it.

Edited (I'll stop editing this someday.) 2021-02-13 19:04 (UTC)

"Trelawney," Tracey says thoughtfully as she looks Criswell over, after a moment reaching out to take his hand and give it a short but firm shake. "I know who you are, but we haven't really met. Tracey Nettlebed, the Second."

"And aye, you can." She's decided she's not going to supply her opinion without a direct question.

The way that Tracey says his family name, with recognition but no other clear indication of what she might be thinking, puts Criswell on edge. His lips form a tight line as he shakes her hand, but he says nothing. Even if she is forming expectations or judgments based on the Trelawney name, why should he care? The name Nettlebed doesn't mean anything to him.

He draws back his hand, attention shifting as she agrees to answer his question. He looks at her, curious and expectant. And waits. And looks more.

"...Well?"

Tracey remains quiet, sipping at her drink as she watches Criswell. Even after he says 'well' she waits a little longer, curious about his reaction, before she finally hums.

"Oh, was that the whole question? Just my general opinion?"

Criswell's reaction is subtle impatience, his dark eyes remaining on Tracey while his two of his slim fingers start to drum a silent rhythm on the tabletop. She said she'd answer, so he doesn't know what she's waiting for. When she asks for clarification, he stiffens and his fingers go still. He thought he'd gotten the point across. He'd even pronounced it clearly and correctly despite the typographical error on the card.

"...Right. For it, against it. Like that."

"Forgive me," Teddy greets smoothly, fresh drink in hand, "but you look like you might've read a book or two since graduating."

"Is that a comment on my age or my very intellectual ensemble?" Tracey asks, gesturing, mostly, to her sunglasses.

"Babe." Aster slides in to the seat across from Tracey, at this point in the evening not even hiding the fact that she's playing instead of working. People will find the pizza if they want it. And anyway, Tracey's family. Possibly. "How've you been? Do you want to get a winepop with me and catch up?"

"There are winepops and I'm drinking this?" Tracey lifts her mostly empty cocktail glass with a grimace. "We should, aye, but first..."

She squints at her card. "I'm marking you down for 'does yoga,' you're looking fit as always."

"Not officially," this counts as the square, as far as she's concerned, so she checks it, and folds her knees under her chin, settling in. "But I could make it happen. And you're not wrong, flatterer, but look at you."

"Nice glasses," Corrie says as she sits. "What's your favourite Beatles song?"

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