yeah I'll steal this from everyone

[misheard]

The Dating Sim/Ero Game Meme!

-Choose your path.

How to play:
ღ Choose a character. Note which one in the subject line. If you want a different character than those above, here is my muselist.
ღ Congratulations! You are now the protagonist in a dating sim (or ero game, if you're feeling raunchy).
ღ Said character will respond with options. Choose one, and try not to get the Bad End!
ღ Don't feel too locked in to the option you choose! Feel free to interpret it creatively, or roll with it in your own way.
ღ Have fun!

Comments

[breakingtherules]

[You have come in at what is apparently an inconvenient time for Caster. She was clearly reading a magazine of some kind before you walked in, and shoves it behind her back when she turns to face you.]

Good evening, Master.

[>Ask what she was reading.
>Ask what's for dinner.
>Ask how she is.
>Try to sneak a peek at that magazine without asking about it.]

[becomingthesniper]

[>Ask how she is.

Don't think Lyle missed that, Caster. But he's not the type to just immediately ask about it. He's curious, especially since it's something she's trying to hide from him, but she's going to be on the defensive now. Better to ask when she's more relaxed.]

Evening. How's it going? Not too disappointed I had to run out this afternoon, I hope?

[breakingtherules]

You needn't worry about something like that. There is plenty to do around the house while you are gone.

[You noticed on your way in that the place has been cleaned up a little...

>Thank her for her hard work.
>Ask if she gets bored.
>Tell her about what happened while you were out.
>Kick up your feet and relax.]

[becomingthesniper]

[Thank her for her hard work.]

Ah, so that was you after all, eh? You didn't need to go to the trouble. Still, though, I do appreciate it. Thanks for pitching in as much as you do.

[breakingtherules]

It's nothing, nothing at all. [She seems a little embarrassed.] How was the matter you had to attend to?

[>You totally kicked the unspecified matter's butt.
>That unspecified matter totally demolished you.
>Eh. S'okay.
>Wonder why the narration is so informal all of a sudden.]

[becomingthesniper]

[>You totally kicked the unspecified matter's butt.]

Piece of cake, really. Just some amateur wannabe who tried to shake things up. Couple injuries, but nothing serious.

[breakingtherules]

[She zeroes in on one point.] I can attend to those injuries for you now.

[>No really, they're not serious.
>She's never going to give up unless you let her see the injuries. Give in.
>Change the subject.
>No congratulations on kicking butt...?]

[becomingthesniper]

[>Change the subject

Sort of, anyway.]

Oho, are you turning over a new leaf? You usually aren't this eager to be helpful to strangers.

[It was the guys he worked with that got hurt, not him.]

[breakingtherules]

That's... not exactly what I meant...

[Oops. She doesn't really care about the other people.]

[becomingthesniper]

[Well, that elicits a laugh from him, anyway.]

Yeah, I kind of figured that wasn't what you meant. Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine. A couple of my colleagues got injured, but they're getting the attention they need.

[breakingtherules]

I am pleased that everything turned out well.

[Awkward awkward.]

[becomingthesniper]

So, what else have you been up to?

[breakingtherules]

Nothing.

[Of course nothing at all.]