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perfectmatch2025-06-07 10:00 am
marriagebroker) wrote in perfectmatch2025-06-07 10:00 am
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week one | match ceremony
Today's Match Ceremony starts the moment the sun goes down. They will be led to a courtyard on the estate, filled to the brim with lanterns of all kinds and plush couches and chairs for them to sit on. The place is lit bright by the lanterns and the vibe is very cozy. There will be a few camera crews lingering around, ready to catch sight of the contestants as they settle in and get comfortable. There is also food and beverages, some alcohol, some non-alcoholic, for everyone to partake in.
In the center of the courtyard is a stage, hanging above it are eight lanterns, none of which are lit up. Wei Wuxian stands in the middle, dressed to impress for tonight's festivities. In one hand, he has his flute, in another, a cup of huangjiu. He lifts it merrily, giving a laugh before knocking back the alcohol and tossing the cup away. (A staff member nearby catches it, thank god.)
"Welcome, everyone! To your first match ceremony! I am your humble host and we're here to see if chemistry can happen, even under duress~!"
A staff member nearby grimaces at that. It might be the same staff member who caught the cup. It's fine, the producers won't punish him. Probably.
But characters will notice that there is a podium next to the stage for them to lock in their answers.
"For those who are new to this, let's talk about how this works. First, I will call up one of the members of Team Suibian and they will go to the podium over here, make a choice of who they think their match is, and together you will press your hands to the podium to lock it in."
He gives a hum, twirling the flute in his hand a few times before grasping it by the end and using it to point at the contestants.
"As a result of your choices, the lanterns above me will light up with however many perfect matches you've chosen. It is your job to figure out which of the choices made tonight are indeed perfect matches. If you aren't able to get any of them right, you will get a black out. Which means, someone will lose their wish. Don't do that!"
He'll let his warning hang for a moment before smiling, tapping his shoulder lazily with the flute and then grinning broadly.
"With that, let's get started."
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Each character of Team Suibian will be called in random order, under the selections top level. Feel free to react there!
After the matches, the results top level will reveal how many are right!
Otherwise, feel free to use this log for any reactions, catherding, whatever you want for the match ceremony.
In the center of the courtyard is a stage, hanging above it are eight lanterns, none of which are lit up. Wei Wuxian stands in the middle, dressed to impress for tonight's festivities. In one hand, he has his flute, in another, a cup of huangjiu. He lifts it merrily, giving a laugh before knocking back the alcohol and tossing the cup away. (A staff member nearby catches it, thank god.)
"Welcome, everyone! To your first match ceremony! I am your humble host and we're here to see if chemistry can happen, even under duress~!"
A staff member nearby grimaces at that. It might be the same staff member who caught the cup. It's fine, the producers won't punish him. Probably.
But characters will notice that there is a podium next to the stage for them to lock in their answers.
"For those who are new to this, let's talk about how this works. First, I will call up one of the members of Team Suibian and they will go to the podium over here, make a choice of who they think their match is, and together you will press your hands to the podium to lock it in."
He gives a hum, twirling the flute in his hand a few times before grasping it by the end and using it to point at the contestants.
"As a result of your choices, the lanterns above me will light up with however many perfect matches you've chosen. It is your job to figure out which of the choices made tonight are indeed perfect matches. If you aren't able to get any of them right, you will get a black out. Which means, someone will lose their wish. Don't do that!"
He'll let his warning hang for a moment before smiling, tapping his shoulder lazily with the flute and then grinning broadly.
"With that, let's get started."
——
Each character of Team Suibian will be called in random order, under the selections top level. Feel free to react there!
After the matches, the results top level will reveal how many are right!
Otherwise, feel free to use this log for any reactions, catherding, whatever you want for the match ceremony.
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She drums her fingers on her arm, a slight motion beneath her sleeves, and sees what Yingying means. Her gaze turns to Yi Sang briefly, speaking with Shoko about something she can't quite hear, before it returns to the woman before her.
... This isn't like her. But he brings to mind her wayward companion before, and how their aimless journey had caused them so much pain -- how isolation had left them unable to communicate, to distrust and... how she had proved them right for that distrust, once before. Perhaps it is because of that, Odile ponders quietly, for she has seen firsthand the destruction it causes.
Most importantly on themselves.
But Yi Sang is not her companion. However true she still feels her words in part, it... was not intended to harm him any. Perhaps not guide him, the way his fellow's barbed tongue might have in the past, but-- with no intention to harm him, nor Yingying herself. ]
... I believe you and I could do with a longer talk, Yingying. To... get to know one another, so that I might better my faith in you. Because I do have little -- I would like to change that. [ An inhale, and an exhale. ] As... for him, I'll...
[ ... A shrug. Slight, but there. ]
Well, it won't have been the first time this week. But that is between he and I. It won't be criticism, I can assure you.
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[ She can still be playful — she doesn't hold any ill will towards Odile, after all. This is just her trying to protect the wish in Yi Sang's heart. The wish for those words to have been heard and accepted. Her smile is sweet and gentle as ever, and she doesn't seem to take any offense in the lack of faith in her. Odile seems a cautious, smart woman... anyone would feel that way, dropped into an encounter with tons of strangers. ]
When you talk with him, just speak your heart plainly. You feel this way because you don't want him to get hurt, or have his journey go astray, right? Tell him honestly that you care about him... and I'm sure your feelings will reach him.
[ Delivered with all the grace and stature of a priestess or other person in divine standing — she's truthful about her role as the Wisteria Fairy, even if it was only symbolic in her time. She's heard countless wishes, herded countless requests for help regarding interpersonal matters. Of course, she wants to see things smoothed out. ]
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Do you have a tea you favor?
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How about you?
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[ It is nostalgic, in a way. But also very not her tastes. ]
I prefer teas with a... delicate flavor. They tend to be on the expensive side, but they are well-worth the price. The quality is phenomenal.