every color can be found

[Penny needs help. She wants a date and she can't for the life of her seem to find one, so she does the only sensible thing.

She phones a friend.

And this is where the network device clicks on. The scene: Lucy's place. The players: Penny, dressed in her usual less-than-flattering cardigan, and Lucy, looking just as amazing as always. They look like they're on the verge of a musical montage.]

Is it seriously as easy as wearing different clothes?

[ Clearly a make-over was the obvious solution. Lucy had invited Penny over, made piña coladas in the blender, and put on some pop dance music. Lucy takes a sip of her piña colada and shrugs in response to Penny's question. ]

Different clothes, different shoes and some make-up. Yeah. It's really that easy. Even smart boys are powerless in the face of a short skirt and a pair of heels.

[ Yes, that was a reference to her own genius boyfriend. Sorry. It's true. Lucy grabs a handful of dresses and shoves them at Penny. ]

Go try one on then come out and let me see.

[ Cue the appropriate music for a montage! ]

No wonder I can't get a date. I always thought guys looked for, like... a nice smile, or a good personality.

[She takes the dresses and, yes, there's actually a montage. It's the City. Things like this happen sometimes. Penny comes out in a couple of dresses that are so-so before finding the winner. She tugs on the hem uncomfortably.]

I don't look skanky, do I?

[ There is appropriate gasping at the final choice. ]

Penny, you are a hottie. There is no skank here.

[ Lucy retrieves a pair of black high, high heels to go with the dress and steers her toward the vanity to put makeup on her. ]

They're going to drool on your feet. Boys that is. Maybe a couple of girls.

[Penny is no stranger to high heels, but there are high.]

There's no way that'll happen. I'm not a people-drooling-at-my-feet kind of person.

[It doesn't take Lucy long to do Penny's hair and makeup thanks to the power of makeover music. It's amazing what mascara and a curling iron will do. Penny takes a moment to study Lucy's work in the mirror.]

That's... different. I can hardly tell it's me. [But she smiles, kind of liking what she sees.] There's got to be a part two to this finding a date thing. Do we go out? Where do we go? What do I do?

[ Lucy is obviously pleased with her work. ]

We go out. We have drinks. We kiss each other for free drinks. We dance. You underestimate your hotness. There could be drooling.

That really works? The kissing thing?

[ That makes Lucy laugh. ]

Like a charm. [ She holds her hand out to Penny ] Come on. We'll kiss. We'll drink. I'll show you.

[The feed (intentional or not, who knows!) ends. Penny and Lucy can be found at any semi-reputable bar your character might care to find them at. Yes, there will be drinking and dancing and kissing. After all, Lucy is showing Penny how to woo.]

[ooc: Penny, Lucy. Bump into one or both of them wherever, comment, whatever!]


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There's a lot of love going around today and I'm all for that. The thing is? I can't tell you what to do to get someone to love you back. I know I'm always saying that I'm completely happy to help anyone who needs it, but I'm not exactly qualified to help out here. Seriously. I've never, ever been able to keep a boyfriend, and most of my relationships have been pretty disastrous. So if you're planning on swinging by the Welcome Center for help of the romantic variety, you might want to rethink your options.

What I can do is tell you what not to do, okay? Here you go:

First, don't ask Penny for relationship advice.

Second, don't stalk whoever it is you're into. I'm serious about this. Even if you're a really sweet person, whoever you're stalking is gonna think that you're creepy if they catch you.

Third, don't be a total jerk. That should probably go without saying, but I've met a lot of guys who could use the reminder. Don't talk about yourself all the time, listen, and keep the conversation appropriate. So, like... don't talk about your sex life in a super-public place. That's important.

Last, don't act like someone you're not because you think you'll be more impressive that way. If the person you like can't love you for who you are, then you're probably not the best match, right?

That's all I've got. Wait--no... one more thing. Don't throw yourself at some stranger just because he stopped a runaway van from mowing you down or whatever. No one makes good decisions right after a near-death experience. Get to know people a little before deciding that you're in love with them. It'll make life a whole lot easier, I promise.


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I know I probably don't post to the network like I should--keep up with things, tell everyone what's going on in my life, things like that--but the City's just so weird that I can't ever think of anything to say if I'm not replying to someone else. 

What do you post after a ship sinks and people who're really important to you kind-of-die?  "Hey, sorry you guys froze to death and drowned.  That totally sucked.  It's cool that you're alive, though!"  Or when there's a crazy Shakespeare serial killer running around?  "So I heard that a couple more people were murdered in really awful ways.  I even knew one of them.  Bummer, right?"  What about when you spend the weekend being a completely disgusting... rotting... thing?  "Sorry for not coming out of my room.  My body decided to go all zombie today and I thought it'd be better to stay in.  I would've posted, but a couple of my fingers fell off.  It's okay, though, because everything went back to normal at midnight on Sunday."

I mean, what do you even say?

Also, that zombie-rotting thing was completely true.  I don't know if that curse is supposed to make us dead people think about how we're not really alive or if it's just meant to gross us out.  The grossing out was a complete success... not so much the first one.  I don't know about anyone else who's dead, but I'm pretty okay with it.  It happens to everyone, right?  I'm pretty lucky, I think--I get to hang out here instead of going wherever it is people go when they die. 

Oh!  Totally unrelated, but what do you guys think about cards for City-related occasions?  I know I've talked to a couple people about this, but what do the rest of you think?  Do we need sorry-about-what-I-did-during-that-curse, thanks-for-taking-care-of-my-body-when-we-body-swapped, congratulations-on-living-here-for-so-many-years-without-going-crazy, or I-heard-you-died-and-that's-horrible-but-I'm-glad-you're-better cards?  I don't want to make the stuff that happens here any less important, but there're just some occasions that call for cards.  Tacky?  Inspired idea?

Seriously.  I think this could be a thing.


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