Realistic or Modern Married at First Sight...Again?!

[Aato]

You've been strapped for love and seemingly unable to come across your soulmate on your own. So, you've sought our help and entrusted us to match you with the love of your life... or so we hope. Like a blind date on steroids, you'll be paired, wed, and given eight weeks to decide if you'd like to keep the marriage or get a divorce.



Good luck! And may your love grow and prosper!


--MAFS Team
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Characters ::.:.:: OCC​

 

[Aato]

Congratulation!


Out of many, you have been selected and set to wed the person you are most compatible with based on our observations. In three weeks, you will be attending a wedding at a place we have reserved for your event (address enclosed). Basic decorations will be set up, but you are welcome to arrive early to put up your own. Also, you will be meeting your new partner for the first time at the altar. Let's hope it's love at first sight too!


After your wedding, you will be spending 1 night and 1 day in a hotel room before being sent on a week-long personal honeymoon [no other participating couples will be sent to the same location]. Afterward, you will return home to begin situating your lives as newlyweds.


We send our best wishes and highest regards.


Your future spouse's name is ______.


--MAFS Team

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• Your character received the above letter. You will begin on the wedding day and are free to go from there however you like.
• I will give you cues like this on when time to transition [honeymoon, returning, etc.]
• No worries - couples will have a chance to mingle at some point.
• Remember: At least 10 sentences per post, please! [The occasional writer's block is fine.]
• More questions? Message me or ask in OOC.

 

[JustAlexandra]

coding by cychotic

mentions: Boondox
mood:Excited??
currently:Getting Married
location:Alter

Lilith Nyguard

Lilith has spent all day getting ready for this. It was finally here, her wedding day. Granted, it was exactly conventional, but it was happening, and everything was going to be perfect. It had to be perfect. Not only for herself but for everyone who had come to see this day. Which, well, she had to admit wasn't many people. Not even all of her own family was there. She had broken off ties with so much of her family due to her so called "crazy behavior". She scoffed at the thought. She wasn't crazy, she just wanted things to be perfect - like a fairy tale. That really wasn't too much to ask for.

Her hair was done, her makeup was done, the last thing to do was to get on her dress. It was huge. In her rehearsal, it had taken up nearly the whole aisle, which was fine since she would be walking down it alone anyways. Her father had refused to come, and her mother had offered but she felt it would be better for her to just go by herself. Maybe it would say something to her new husband. Something like "I'm a strong, sexy woman." Well, he was going to think she looked sexy anyways, of course. He was about to see her as beautiful as she'd ever be and it was pretty damn important that she make a good first impression anyways.

Lilith had gotten a very small amount of info in the three weeks wait before her wedding. It wasn't much. Her husband - to - be's name, Tyson, as well as his age, 25, and the location of their honeymoon - Kazakhstan. She had had to do some research about the place. At first, she was concerned she was about to be sent back into something not unlike the ice age, but it was warm in the summer and cold in the winter, as per usual. The city seemed quite beautiful from the pictures she saw online, and she was genuinely excited to go now. It might not have ever been her first choice, but she sure as shit wasn't complaining now. Plus, it was unique which made it all the more romantic.

Lilith went to the bathroom quickly before pulling on her dress with the help of her mother and best friend, Beth. She had been surprised Beth had come at all, but, well, she had. Lilith had had to beg for her to come though, but it was worth it because here she was, sharing Lilith's happiest day.

Once the dress was on, the whole thing clicked in her mind. She was really getting married. Today was the day. Here she was, in her wedding gown, about to get married to someone she had never met before, never spoke to, never seen. A ball of anxiety filled her stomach. "Oh god..." she murmured. It was too late to turn back now, though. She was being ushered to the doors where she would have to walk down the isle. She felt like she might puke. For the last three weeks, this was all she had looked forward to, but now she couldn't dread it more. They were going to hate each other, she was practically sure of it. All her fairy tale dreams were going to go down the drain. She was going to get a divorce in her 20's and she would forever be known as that girl.

Someone grabbed her face and pulled it to the side - it was Beth.

"Listen, Lilith. No one thinks this is a good idea, I can even tell you aren't so sure anymore, but you've made this commitment and now you've got to do it. Who knows who is on the other side of that door, so take a chance and try to be open minded, for christ sakes," then, Beth's face softened. "You look beautiful, by the way. Don't be so worried," she said. Beth did things like that a lot. Said something hard and mean, just to turn around and be a softy again. It was actually something Lilith liked about Beth, she told you the truth but didn't hurt your feelings too bad in the process.

Lilith took a deep breath, and the doors opened infront of her. She slowly looked up from her feet, bouquet in hand, and began to walk. Her legs were shaking and she immediately regretted not letting her mother walk her down the isle. She really needed someone right now.

Then, she spotted him, Tyson.

He was different from what she expected, of course. You can't really imagine what someone is going to look like. He was handsome, and pretty much the definition of a country boy, even in a tux. It was both appealing and concerning, depending on how far he took his "countriness" and if it was going to be overwhelming or not. If it was going to be charming, or not. But, instead of anxiety, a bit of excitement blossomed in her stomach.

 

[Cychotic]

Eric Ping

mentions: midnightrose
mood: jittery/nervous
currently: waiting at the altar
location: altar

To say that the three weeks before Eric's wedding were hectic could be taken as a beautiful understatement. Adder, his sister, had ushered him to rather luxurious suit shops and departments, paying no mind to his protests about the cost of such garments. He had pushed through the lavish spending of money, expanded his wardrobe two fold and had suffered the snipping words Adder threw at him.

It was rather tiring, yet exhilarating. Three weeks ago, the man happened on a letter that brought new light to his life. A chance to become someone he always wished to be. Independence and confidence was just within his reach.

He hadn't expected it, really. But he was too joyous to even doubt the miraculous chance that he was chosen for such an event. Eric was excited; a free trip to Costa Rica with someone he could possibly love. And maybe more.

His sister took three weeks off because of it, telling him that she made so much money as it was that it would not matter. By the way he was dragged into shops, eateries, and jewelers made her statements all the more true.

To think those three weeks would fly by so quickly.

"You better have the best time of your life there," Adder had snapped, shoving him into the limo she paid for. "I'm not wasting this money for nothing."

Indeed she had not. Eric stood at the altar, his suit a dark navy blue with a carnation fragrantly attached to his chest, right above his beating heart.

It was loud as drums, pulsing through his ears. Eric slipped the letter out of his pocket, unfolding it with a slight crinkle. Megan Armada. The name had seared into his mind for nearly a month and finally, he would meet her. A smile curled up on his face, bright and a bit nervous.

And then, he saw her, walking towards him. His eyes lit up, skirting away from her appearance and towards her eyes. They were a deep brown and captured light rather nicely.

Odd. It struck him as very odd. He felt as if he should have a stronger reaction, almost, but shoved the thought away. Instead, he kept the smile on his face and swiveled his head so that he faced her fully.

coding by cychotic

 

[midnightrose]

Megan~

Mood: nervous/excited
Currently:at the altar
Location: altar​

Megan's mind was all over the place for the past few weeks. Her wedding was in three weeks to a guy she was paired up with. Eric Ping. What was he like.. she thought to herself thinking about what he would be like. Megan's aunt had taken on the role of being a mother figure in her life at a young age so she helped Megan with picking out a dress. They went all over the place for days until they found the right one. Megan's aunt, Sarah, was so excited for Megan. "You're going to Costa Rica meg. Costa Rica!!" Sarah explained while holding up the letter. "Now I know you guys are getting married and all but I don't want chil-." Before she could finish Megan cut her off. "Sarah I'm just meeting him for the first time at the alter." Then the wedding day was here. Megan was feeling super nervous as she was getting her hair done. She felt scared that she was about to get married to someone she barely knew. Then just like that she was walking towards the guy who was in her mind for the past month. Megan noticed the soft smile on his face which she returned. She was slightly nervous yet excited which made her heart race. She stared into his eyes with hers, seeing the kindness behind them.

Cychotic​

 

[Boondox]

Tyson

It was bright outside, the sun was high and the clouds only seemed to roll by every so often. In his room, sliding on his dress shirt he had heard someone at the door, with a simple glance over his shoulder he simply let his English accented voice call out to them "Its open" with that his best man stepped through the door, Travis. Travis and Tyson had grown up together and sure he wasn't exactly pleased with Tyson's sudden bright Idea but he simply went along with it because he supported his friend. Travis stepped into the room, wearing a simple black tux standing at about 6 foot even. Travis had short blonde hair with deep hazel eyes. Travis smirked an shook his head as he folded his arms over his chest "I still think you are absolutely crazy, Ty" With a sly smile, Tyson was running a comb through his hair as he turned to look at Travis "What have I got to lose? I have a steady job and a decent life? Why not find someone to share it with?" Travis was now sitting in a chair in the corner of the room "I understand... but at least with someone you have gotten to know.. even just a little.." Having just about enough of the conversation, he turned to look at Travis before his mother, Angela walked into the room wearing a bright blue dress with her hair all put up nicely. Tyson's mother was a very small woman, standing at about 5'2 and weighing only 115 pounds soaking wet. Her hair a dirty blonde. She cupped a hand over her mouth an inhaled deeply as she looked at him "Mom, please no crying.. Today is a happy day" Now luckily Tyson's mother had been open to the idea, however his father was slightly on the skeptical side and decided to stay home, promising Tyson that he would make sure his animals were cared for, which wasn't to bad. Tyson only had three horses and two baby goats. Angela smiled warm-heartedly at her son before walking up to him and pressing her lips to his cheek softly "You are handsome, my son but you need to hurry up! Its almost time and you do not want to be showing up to the Alter after your lady" With that she gave him a comforting hug before exiting the room.

Slipping on the suits jacket he sighed heavily and looked to Travis, who was standing at the door waiting for him "I still think this place for your honeymoon is a bit odd, did you do any research on the place?" Tyson smirked an looked to his best friend as he brushed past him to go out the door "Of course I did... a little anyways" He chuckled before moving to allow Travis to close the door behind them. This was the one occasion where Tyson had agreed to keep his ball cap off, leaving it in the hands of his mother. Taking his place on the Alter he took a deep breath as he glanced over his shoulder to Travis who was standing just behind him. Travis leaned forward to pat him on the shoulder "You have got this, you will do fine!" Tyson nodded, however he was beginning to wonder if this was such a good idea. He didn't have much time to think as the music started playing and the doors to the Alter swung open, his eyes darted to look for her Lilith Nyguard. The name that had been almost haunting him for the last few months.

It didn't take long for Tyson to spot her and his knees to begin feeling weak and heavy, her dress was quite large and extravagant. Tyson's eyes looked from the bottom of her dress up her slender figure before finally reaching her face, her skin looked absolutely flawless and her eyes, a bright icy blue compared to his deeper blues that he had. Tyson had spiked the front of his dark brown hair and trimmed his small amount of scruff on his face to make himself look not so "Mountain man" She looked almost perfect. No one was perfect but if anyone was, it would be this woman right here. Tyson stood tall and hand his hands folded in front of him as he let his eyes fall on her permanently as he threw her a soft smile. Upon seeing her walking on her own, it slightly puzzled him but he didn't bother questioning it, as maybe it had been a family disagreement, much like his father reaction to the whole thing. As she approached the Alter, he held out a hand to her, awaiting for her to accept his hand.

Feeling: Excited/Nervous
Location: The Alter
Mentioned: JustAlexandra

 

[MoxxyMoxx]

APOLLO JAMES CLARKE

A young scared man stood facing a mirror in his room before the wedding. His hands were shaking. He already had had a panic attack twice already and he hadn't even met this 'August' yet. He assumed they were male. He asked for a guy. He likes guys a lot more than girls so it was only fitting that he chose males. It would also mean he'd gain his last name which was what he needed. He needed to marry to gain the last name of someone to get the money he needed to support him in order to get himself a job. He was still practically a kid but it wasn't as if he had a choice here. Apollo was alone. He had no friends, no family. He needed a job so he could start to have those things. He needed to look after himself.

He exhaled. This was difficult. What if August didn't like him? Not many people did. Mostly because he pushed them away in fear of them finding out about how fucked up his life was. He wasn't as scared anymore about that. He was scared right now though. Anything could happen. The smallest and most insignificant thing could set him off and he could have a panic attack in front of everyone. He wished he had medication to deal with it but he couldn't afford it. The same with adderall for his ADHD.

Apollo tried to the black bowtie that went with his fully white suit. He couldn't. He couldn't do anything. He always screwed up like he'd screw this up. He'd never be somebody. He'd die knowing he failed his mother. He grew rageful and threw the tie at his reflection. He whimpered and fell to the floor, sobbing quietly. After his breakdown, he took his bowtie and tied it around his neck as best as he could. He needed to get this done right. It didn't matter who August was. He had to marry him. It was the only way he'd get away from his past.

 

[Aato]

Nessie Logan

A smaller note at the bottom of the letter that Abaynesh had received on that quiet, sunny afternoon - yes, one of her few of the sort - told her to arrive earlier on her wedding day as she'd be waiting at the altar. Had she thought further into the instructions, she would have gained a major clue into the Akane Willfords that she was set to marry. The name had thrown her for a loop, but she liked surprises and decided not to put too much thought into it during the weeks prior to the wedding. She only focused on planning and telling her parents of the atrocity she was committing - at least, in their eyes, anyway. It wouldn't be the first time.

The day of the wedding had come quickly and she stood, staring at her nearly emotionless face in the mirror as the program staff swarmed around her in preparation. She was already fitted in the dress she bought - downplayed for her parents' sake, but still unconventional of the typical wedding dress - and belted with a Logan tartan to pay homage to her Scottish roots. A jewel-accented bow of the same pattern decorated the front of the neat bun they had pulled her dark hair up into. Her makeup was the typical black outlining of her eyes with lips painted a shiny crimson red.

"Are you ready?"

"Of course," a bright, even mischievous grin spread her lips as she answered one of the staff.

"Alright, let's get you out there, then."

A different person led her to the altar where she waited. Looking out in the small audience set up, she could see people she didn't know - presumably her partner-to-be's family - and her parents sitting in the front row, her mother huddled into her father with a look of anxiety. Meanwhile, her father was all smiles - perhaps more hopeful than happy - as he stared on in support of his rambunctious babygirl.
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. D O V E
(*Sorry for the 'meh' post - had to write a little quickly.*)

 

[AviouslyPTX]

Mentions: Daniel Reaving
Location: The Alter
Mood: Anxious

Three weeks. That's how long it had been. Three weeks since her life had turned upside down. Three weeks since she had been informed she was getting married. Married to someone she had never even met. "There's no way this is going to work," Soraya muttered to herself, though it was picked up by the only other person in the room, who happened to be helping her get ready. "You're being dramatic. The only thing that can drive him away is how overbearing you are," Emily said with a laugh. That didn't help at all. "For a friend, you're not helping!" Soraya winced as her best friend tugged on her dark hair, pinning one last strand into place so it was out of her face.

"I'm being sarcastic. You two are going to get married, go on a honeymoon, come back, and fall in love for real. Besides his name is Ethan. Have you ever met an Ethan that's not attractive?" Soraya couldn't help but laugh despite how nervous she was getting as Emily finished helping her get ready. "I guess not," she said while staring at her dress. Her friend helped her into it, zipping up the back. She was glad she could at least control something about the day. The dress was strapless and form fitting, but flared out at her hips. It wasn't a ball gown, but it had substance.

"And you can never pass up a free trip to Mexico." Soraya hadn't even realized Emily was talking the whole time, so she simply agreed. Without a word, she picked up a necklace on the vanity. It had her name on it, a rare thing to find. It was simple, but she didn't go a day without wearing it since her parents had given it to her. "I can do this...I think," she told herself and took the bouquet of roses from Emily. With one last hug, her friend left her to be alone with her thoughts. "They'd want me to be happy and this is my only chance." She glanced over herself one last time and managed to smile. "Showtime."

It was a completely different experience when marrying someone you don't know. Her nerves were extra jumpy and only heightened when the doors opened. Too late to back out now. As she made her way down the aisle, her eyes found the stranger that was her soon- to- be husband. He was attractive. Very attractive. She just hoped they were able to get along. Her eyes drifted to the side, only to find Emily wiggling her eyebrows at her. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Soraya returned her gaze to Ethan and offered a nervous smile, her heart already beating out her chest.

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Ethan J Natale
Mood: happy/nervous
Location: wedding altar
Interaction: AviouslyPTX

Ethan couldn't be more nervous as he stood there at the altar waiting for his soon to be wife to walk through the doors. It was clear he was nervous to meet her. The three weeks before now went by like a blur, having gone through his normal routine of fighting, training, and spending time with his mother who had gladly put most everything together for him. Thank god she was here at the wedding to or he would have died of nervousness. To be honest Ethan was never really good at this hole planning thing. He was rather unorganized when it came to important events.... especially if it was something like this, but none the less it all went well and now he stood there at the altar waiting with a happy nervous smile.

"Come on man stop being so nervous. Your gonna let a small event like this throw you off?" Jack his friend asked him with a teasing chuckle. Jack had been Ethan's friend since middle school and Ethan was glad he could come to his wedding. Though his teasing only made than more nervous about this. What if she didn't like him? What if he wasn't good enough for her? These were all questions that raced through his head as he stood there waiting.

Then it all disappeared from his mind as the doors opened to the sight of her. Ethan couldn't think of anything else after he saw her. Seeing her in the beautiful white gown, her hair all pinned back in a beautiful way. He was expecting to see a beautiful woman walking down the isle but, he never expected her to look this beautiful. As she sent him a small nervous smile he immediately returned it with his own nervous happy smile. He couldn't believe it, there she was, his future wife.

 

[pasta]

August Su; "This probably won't last."

August found this situation to be quite funny as well as alarming. Back when he originally found out his application was accepted three weeks, he freaked out. In all honesty, wasn't too keen on getting married. Not to mention, his parents weren't too excited with this news. Especially since they had hoped they would meet the person before the actual wedding occurred. They couldn't even judge the person before their son married him.

He assumed Apollo was good person, but he didn't know him at all. Of course he didn't think their "marriage" would last. In his opinion that was excellent because once they had a divorce, he could return back to having funs with his friends and being free and single. Further down the line maybe he could find the one. It was cruel of him to think this way, but it was the truth.

He cleared his throat as he tied his tie. He refused to let anyone touch his hair because he wanted to do it himself. "Don't worry, August. It'll be over before you know it, and you'll be back to your normal life in no time." Speaking to himself to calm himself down? What was he becoming? It was plain and simple, a mess.

Tugging his tie as he gave it a moment of thought, how was he suppose to talk to Apollo? Since he had skimmed over the summary on the application, he was missing some information. I don't have to kiss them, right? He thought to himself before letting out a clueless sigh.

All this stress had really poked fun at him. He raised a hand, and pressed it against his forehead, due to his unwelcomed headache. Unfortunately he hadn't eaten anything that morning, causing him to have a stomach ache. A stomach ache mixing with a headache was never the best feeling.

It was all fun and games until the day actually arrived. Yes, he could've left if he wanted to, but he really wanted to know what the experience of marriage was like, even if it wasn't with someone he knew well. Though that really contradicted with the fact that he wasn't too keen on getting married. Like usually he was changing his mind too often.

He dropped his hand before straightening up his posture. His eyes met the mirror, leaving him to take a moment to look at himself. "It'll will all go well," He said clearly. "I just have to walk the aisle, get married, travel to England, and then poof back home like normal." The small, somewhat reassuring speech he had given himself boosted his confidence up a bit.

(it's kind of messy... ugh. i apologize. Like August, my head hurts ayyeeee).

Location; The alter ; Mood; Stressed▲▼▲ MoxxyMoxx
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[. D O V E]

AJ Williams

scenario: the diva's wedding
song: x
tag/s: Aato

AJ never really took the program seriously. But then again, she probably should since her parents are literally crying about it. Their reaction to it was pretty hilarious. Honestly, AJ didn't think much of a big deal from it. She just saw the opportunity and decided to not give a shit about it but at the same time roll with it. She's just doing it for fun and she's pretty sure that she'll divorce whomever was lucky enough to get her. If not after the said three weeks, then maybe after a month or so.

"I want you to quit this show right now." her father had demanded from her a few days ago. Yes, apparently the said letter had been sitting on her mailbox for the past two weeks and she just found out about it a good 5 days before her wedding.

"Come on, pops. It's a free ticket to three weeks worth of going somewhere and relaxing. Nothing serious." she once rolled her eyes. Honestly, why are they being so emotional about this? She was just getting married.

After her parents' convincing were proven to be futile, they decided to just fly over to the specified address of the sudden wedding with their troublesome of a daughter. AJ dragged her peers, modeling team and all with her so the seat for her side would pretty much be overflowing.

Two days before the promised wedding, AJ arrived at the destined location. Not even half a day later and she have already everything set and ready. She rearranged mostly everything! Her modeling staff gladly helped in picking out her outfit and all.

The wedding was all according to her wishes. The place was adorned with sweet-smelling roses and the red carpet she'd be walking at would have red roses prettily scattered on it. The team had put in a giant arch at the altar which are decorated with roses and vines that simply made the place even more magical. Over all, the wedding to be held the next day would be magical.

The first time she actually gave her supposed-to-be partner for three weeks a good thought was during the actual night before the wedding. There she laid underneath the warm comforts of her favorite thick blanket as she stared at the gorgeous white gown she'd be wearing comes the day.

AJ pursed her lips. She barely remembers the full name of the person she'd be wed to and she doesn't even know who the hell the person was nor if she's a man or a woman or a cat.

"Abaynesh." the name traced from her lips hanged in the air as she slowly let her eyelids droop.

Come the morning light and timeskip to the vehicle ride.

AJ was looking hella hot. The outfit and makeup was 11/10 if she'd rate it. It did feel like an actual wedding. Well it is a wedding but still. Her plump lips were painted wine red and her head's adorned with a white side-flower crown that simply goes well with her gown.

The moment she got off the car and her heels clicked when she hit the carpet was simply astounding. And the moment the huge door slowly opened to reveal her figure was jawdropping. She slowly lift her chin up to search for her future partner.

AJ is a model. So she nailed the walk-down-the-aisle like it was a one of a kind catwalk. She dragged the tail of her long gown with her as the people around her started gasping and gawking at her. And when she finally found who she was looking for,

AJ smirked.

It was a woman, sporting a simple (for her) green gown and her hair all done up in a neat bun. But what stroke her the most was the woman's tattoo, it was clear that she was no goody-two-shoe.

As she reached the end of the aisle and was face to face with the other woman that would soon be crowned as her wife, she couldn't help but quickly glance at her bawling family. Then her hazelnut-colored eyes once more met with the other female's almonds'.

She tilted her head sideways as she let her eyes examine her partner from head to toe, a seductive smirk slowly formed on her face as she once more found her eyes. Aj mouthed a soundless:

Are you ready?

 

[MoxxyMoxx]

Apollo James Clarke

One of the wedding staff came to get him. They said he had five minutes before August would walk down the aisle. He was so nervous. All questions were rushing through Apollo's head. He could barely breathe. He tried to steady his own breathing. It wasn't working but at least he was trying. He nodded at the assistant before turning and walking out of the door and towards the wedding hall.

The assistant tried to make conversation on their way there but he couldn't be bothered to respond. He was close to having a panic attack. Talking would only make it worse. He instead just nodded, shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. That would be his vocabulary at this wedding. He knew what weddings were supposed to be like but he'd never been to one before. Now he was about to be one of the two stars on stage, the other didn't even know him. This scared him but he just needed to focus. That was what mattered right now.

He went out of a room that lead to the start of the aisle. He looked around. The people around him were staring at him. He didn't like the stairing but he'd have to put up with it. This was his wedding day. It had to run smoothly. No panic attacks, no bursts of ADHD, none of that. It was all about the pair of grooms that were about to be married. It had to be perfect.

pasta

 

[JustAlexandra]

coding by cychotic

mentions:@boondox
mood:Excited/Nervous
currently:Gettin' Murried
location:Alter

Lilith Nyguard

Lilith smiled at Tyson, taking his hand gratefully. It was warm and rough, like a mans. Well, he was a man of course, but like a "man's" man. She liked it, though. He was a hard worker, clearly, and she was always looking for someone to take care of her... not that she usually put it that way. But to be perfectly honest with herself, she did want that. She wanted to be a house wife... in some ways. With beautiful children and a beautiful house in a beautiful place.

Lilith looked up into Tyson's eyes, blushing as she stepped up to her place in front of the priest. Her stomach was a swirl of anxiety and excitement, and a bit of her wished she had taken the shot Beth had offered her before stepping out into the aisle. A little liquid courage definitely wouldn't have hurt at this moment.

"Hello," she said quietly to him, not really knowing what else to say in the moment of silence that followed her standing there. She had no idea what to expect - she had never been married before, of course. And she had refused to go to anyone else's wedding, worrying that it would cause her to lose the excitement of her own, one day. Instead, she would spend those nights in her pajamas planning her dream wedding in spite of the bride. She would list all the things she would have that the wedding she could've gone to didn't, and in the morning she'd feel disgusting, full of wine and ice cream. But, it was a bit of a tradition. Although she supposed now she could maybe start going to other people's weddings.

The priest began speaking. They both said their "we do's" and vows. Lilith hadn't prepared anything special for her vows. She had wanted to - desperately - but she hadn't been able to come up with anything that wasn't weird. They didn't know anything about each other, so she couldn't make it personal either. In the end, she begrudgingly left the vows in their typical state.

She placed the ring on Tysons finger, her hands shaking. This was real. This was as real as it gets. She pursed her lips, but couldn't hold back a small smile. She was happy, she really, actually was.

 

[Cychotic]

Eric Ping

mentions: midnightrose
mood: elated but still fearful
currently: getting married
location: altar

She seemed nice was what Eric thought. Her dress was beautiful and suit her quite nicely; his grin widened and Eric gave her his hand, clasping hers in his. "You look lovely," he remarked as they walked down the aisle. Eric would spend the the next three weeks with her in Costa Rica. It would do better for him to make a nice impression.

And besides, he liked giving compliments. It made other people happy as well as himself. His grin widened.

The ceremony wasn't anything too special, just the usual statement made by the priest. But when they exchanged rings, he had been a little nervous. It hadn't hit him that he was going to be married to a complete stranger. What if it all went wrong? Maybe he should back out?

But he shook the thoughts away, reminding himself of the goal he had set out. And so he slipped the ring on her finger, his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and excitement.

This was it.

coding by cychotic

 

[Boondox]

Tyson

Her hand gripping his own seemed to send a chill down his spine, however when she looked up at him with her blues and flashed a small smile in return he couldn't help but be a bit more excited to start their journey and really get to know her. As she stepped up to face him and spoke a quiet "Hello" he cleared his throat quietly and responded back, his English accent rolling off his tongue, would she even like that about him? "Hello Lilith.. You look stunning" with that the pastor began to speak and he took a glance toward the elderly man before locking eyes with her once more. Her voice had ran through his ears an smooth as honey and sounded like a soft lullaby to him. Tyson thought her voice was rather beautiful, along with the rest of her. Travis who was standing just behind Ty, couldn't help but throw the two a smile as he witnessed their first meeting and reactions to one another. Tyson held her hands softly and made sure not to seem to nervous as the Pastor was still going through the normal procedures.

Tyson hadn't planned any special vows for her and hoped she hadn't either. Tyson would have wanted them to mean something and he didn't know her well enough to be able to give her those special words, however if this all seemed to go in the proper direction he did plan on writing his own vows after he got to know her and either just reading them to her or possibly getting their vows renewed if she liked the idea, however that was a bit far from now. Turning his attention back to his beautiful bride. Finally it came down to the moment where they were to say their "I do's" Tyson was trying to calm his stomach as it was now flipping inside and his heart was racing so quickly that he thought it might leap out from his chest. From the corner of his eye, Tyson could spot his mother in the front row, wiping a single tear from her cheek as she watched her son.

Nodding to the pastor, not removing his eyes from her he replied with a confident "I do" before letting a small smile tug on the side of his lips. Sliding the ring onto Lilith's finger slowly and carefully, as though not to drop it an make a fool of himself. As she slid the ring onto his own finger he took a small and quiet breath in, it was hitting him as he look down at the bands that he was really getting married and that this was it, no turning back from here. It was that time, the pastor had a smile on his face and used his hand to gesture to Lilith "You may kiss the bride" At his words, Tyson wanted to just sit down and breathe because at the moment it was beginning to be slightly difficult, however he looked down at her, her lips pursed and he couldn't help but feel a small wave of happiness and excitement roll over him. Almost like an instinct he leaned down and gently, yet still firm enough to feel, He pressed his lips to her own, a single hand reaching around to sit on her back to steady them both. This was his wife.. Lilith McFawn.

Feeling: Excited
Location: The Alter
Mentioned: JustAlexandra

 

[midnightrose]

Megan~


Megan blushed when he he had said she looked lovely. "Thank you." She whispered as the ceremony continued. This was it. She was getting married. "You don't look bad yourself." She whispered to him with a smile. All her nerves seemed to disappear as the ceremony continued. She had a smile on her face the entire time. This was the guy she would spend the next three weeks with and maybe the rest of her life if things go well. It was still hard for her to believe that she was getting married to this sweet guy. She grabbed his hand gently and slipped the ring onto it and held it for a moment before dropping it.

Cychotic
(Sorry for it being short !)

 

[AviouslyPTX]

Mentions: Daniel Reaving
Location: The Alter
Mood: Anxious/Excited

There were so many things running through Soraya's mind, but nothing at all at the same time. She was terrified, and the only thing it had to hide behind was a shy smile. She cautiously took his hand and stepped up to her place in front of the priest. The first thing she noticed was the fact that he was at least a foot taller than her, and she could only imagine how hilarious it may have looked. The second thing was how rough his hands were, but they were gentle. It was nice. Don't be stupid, say something! "Hi," she said quietly, hoping she didn't come off nearly as nervous as she actually was. Ever since she had received the letter in the mail, she had wanted nothing more than her parent's support, but it was only now, standing in front of a stranger that she was marrying, that she realized she needed them more than she thought. It's fine. I can do this.

Everything going through Soraya's head came to a halt as the priest began to speak, causing her stomach to drop. Sure, she wasn't necessarily being forced to do this, but as she stood there, staring up into his brown eyes, she found herself relaxing a bit. Maybe this wouldn't be that bad. She hoped. The traditional vows they had to recite after the priest were nothing short of basic and lacking personality, but she understood the fact that they couldn't really personalize vows since they knew nothing about each other besides a name and an age.

It made her want to get to know him more. They had the potential to add meaning to those vows, and she wasn't about to waste it. As she took the ring and nervously slipped it on his finger, she caught the slightest glance of a tattoo, causing her smile to widen slightly. She knew there was no reason for her to be as nervous as she still was. She managed not to fall yet, so that had to be a good sign. This was it. Within the next five minutes, she was going to be a wife to a complete stranger, but part of her felt like it would turn out okay in the end. At least that's what she kept telling herself.

 

[Aato]

Nessie Logan

As soon as the double doors opened, light from the outside shone in, showing off a female's silhouette in the puffy dress before the doors closed again and her extravagant dress could be seen in all its splendor. The fairytale-type perfection of her entrance made Nessie smirk at the unintended cliche, but she knew the type of her wife-to-be, and she imagined that if she had seen the same sight, she'd have been very pleased. All eyes followed the approaching bride as she made her way to the altar and took her place across from Abaynesh.

"A woman?!" She could hear her mother's hushed exclamation. "My culture's never seen such..."

"Fana," he patted her thigh, "we've talked about Abby's interests..."

She could hear her father inaudibly whisper something to her mother, most likely to calm her shock. Admittedly, the situation made her want to laugh and she had to bite her lip to contain herself. However, it also set a bell off in her head that all of the questions she once had for the name on that paper were now answered. She was actually marrying a woman and would indeed have a wife in a few short minutes...

The slightly taller female unabashedly scanned her before offering a sultry smile and mouthing the words, Are you ready?

More than, she mouthed back and returned the smile. The priest cleared his throat then began his usual dialogue, but Nessie's mind was far from paying his words attention as she watched the woman across from her. Pretty was an understatement by far, which meant she would still hold up once the makeup came off, at least she hoped. The matchmakers came through for her, at least, in that regard. Now, there was just the task of finding out if they clicked personality-wise. Though, that suggestive smile she gave her was a definite start in a good direction as far as she was concerned.

Nessie nearly missed the cue to begin vows. She opted to use the generic ones, repeating after the priest each time. Then, the ring exchange came and it was honestly the only thing that actually made her feel a little nervous. She could see her bride seemed to be the high class, high maintenance, glamorous type and she nearly felt like if she didn't find the ring to be good enough, she'd take it just to throw to the ground, then ditch her at the altar. Though, the Scotswoman's poker face was a good one and she exuded nothing but confidence. Her tan hand reached for Akane's more pallor one, noting its softness which actually caused a soft smile to trace her lip. Carefully, she slipped the ring onto her finger before returning her gaze to her face.
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. D O V E

 

[JustAlexandra]

coding by cychotic

mentions:@boondox
mood:Excited/Nervous
currently:Gettin' Murried
location:Alter

Lilith Nyguard

Lilith noticed the lack of anxiety Tyson seemed to have. She put that down as a good thing. Maybe he was confident in their pariing? He had called her beautiful, which had made her blush and her heart beat harder than it already was - if that was even possible. She honestly thought that her heart might actually jump out of her chest... which wasn't exactly possible either, but if it was going to happen to someone it was going to happen to her.

Tyson's vows had been the same as Liliths, and she was actually somewhat thankful. Even if it had been romantic, she would have hated being the one not saying something special more than she would have liked what he had to say. Plus, it probably wouldn't have meant anything really. They would make their own future and probably look back at this time with weird emotions - but hopefully "happy" was one of them. Tyson glanced into the crowd and Lilith followed his eyes to someone wiping a tear. She assumed it was his mother as she was an older woman with a vague resemblance to Tyson. Lilith couldn't help but smile. At least he had someone supporting him, as well. She couldn't imagine having done this with none of her own family here.

Lilith gasped a bit as he leaned down to kiss her, even though she was expecting it. He put a hand on her back, and she leaned into him a bit. The kiss felt... good. It felt right...like maybe this wasn't going to be the disaster everyone thought it would be. When she leaned away from him she could feel the redness in her cheeks, and she smiled up at Tyson. "Well, It's very nice to meet you, Husband," she said, giggling a bit. The whole thing was wonderful and silly and nerve-wracking and she needed a drink.

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*Jump to reception*

Lilith and Tyson were sitting at a table with her mother and his mother, as dinner was being served. Lilith had changed out of her wedding dress and into a long, sleek green gown. Underneath she was wearing a pair of white converse, and her feet were thankful for it. There was a bit of awkward silence, and Lilith wasn't sure what to say. "So... tell me...what's your favorite color?" she asked. It was a silly question but it was easy and something that she should probably know? Maybe? Perhaps she should be asking something more serious but that seemed a bit inapropriate for their wedding day/night. Lilith was nervous about the night to come. Did he have some...expectations? Did she? It was a lot to think about and she wasn't supposed to be thinking too hard right now.

 

[Boondox]

Tyson

The cheers and applause from the audience were relieving, it was over thankfully. However now was the truly difficult part... actually making it work. His mother had been one of the first to stand and applaud them as she once again swiped a tear from her eye. Travis who was applauding behind Tyson could notice the little bit of worry still playing in the back of Tyson's head but he knew that for once Tyson was serious about this decision in giving his new wife a serious shot. The kiss was ... nice, it wasn't forced or sloppy. As the two pulled away from one another, her words man him chuckle lightly under his breath "You as well my Wife" with that he turned to face back down the aisle, extending his arm, allowing her to link hers through his own. As they extended down the aisle in the way Lilith had originally came, once outside the doors he turned to her, but before he could speak another woman came strolling up to them "Yes miss Lilith will be joining you at the Reception but she must get changed into something more comfortable" Not bothering to question it, Tyson nodded his head and leaned in to peck her on the cheek before they departed.

~~JUMP~~

The reception was brightly lit with white streamers hanging from the ceiling and a vase full of deep red roses on each table. Tyson, Lilith and both their mothers were seated at a table at the front of the room. The reception was in a large room, the front half was all carpet flooring with the tables, then at the back of the room was a nicely varnished hard wood floor, the dj had his equipment set up in the corner. To stroll from the front of the room to the back, there was also a rather large patio to the right with two large sliding glass doors, The patio over looking a small pond. Tyson who had been thinking to himself was brought back to reality when Lilith began speaking in his direction. Turning his head to her with a warm smile he chuckled at her question "Well, Its a dark blue.. Yours?" Tyson was genuinely interested in everything about her, did she like pets? Was she an indoor or outdoor type of girl? Did she enjoy reading or writing? Anything that he could know he wanted to. As the two conversed, his mother then spoke up in the direction of Lilith's mother "What is your outlook on this whole thing if you don't mind me asking miss Nyguard"

Tyson was only half paying their mothers any attention as he wasn't exactly concerned with how they felt about it, it was his life wasn't it? And Lilith's? As he heard his mother as the simple question he cleared his throat and glanced to Lilith again "So, Tell me.. Do you like animals? If so what kind?" Tyson was more or less hoping she wouldn't have anything against baby goats or a few horses. The choices of meals for the night were rather impressive, He had chosen the turkey dinner which had been three slices of Turkey served with mashed potatoes and corn, along with a side of gravy. Tyson's drink of choice however was a nice cold beer, because he was going to need it if he had to keep listening to his mother talk about his and Lilith's decision to give this whole thing a try. As the waitress came back to hand everyone their drinks of choice she then congratulated the two on their special day, Tyson nodded and replied with a light "Thank you" before the young woman left to another table to take orders.

Feeling: Nervous/Excited/Irritated
Location: The Reception
Mentioned: JustAlexandra

 

[JustAlexandra]

coding by cychotic

mentions: Boondox
mood:Excited/Nervous
currently:Eating
location:Reception Hall

Lilith Nyguard

"Pink... the pastel kind," she said, her words coming out a little funny. Well, she had reason for them to be, didn't she? But she blushed a bit anyways when she said it. "I like blue aswell, though. It's definitely a close second," which was true. Not to mention, the colors went together somewhat well. Maybe not for, say, furnishing a house but it would match in outfits and things like that. She was imagining the two, Tyson in a blue suit and Lilith in a pale pink gown. She didn't know what the two were supposed to be doing in this imaginary world, but they looked perfect together.

Lilith looked to Tyson's mother as she spoke to her. "Oh, well, I think it's Mrs. McFawn now, actually," she said, hoping not to offend his mother. Hopefully she didn't mind the correction - or maybe she would think that the effort was charming? She probably should have kept her mouth shut. "I think that it can be the right choice for some people. It's exciting, in a way. I don't suppose I can form a real opinion on what I think about the whole thing quite yet, but it's definitely taking a risk, I won't deny that. I don't think anyone would." Lilith was beginning to sweat a bit, speaking to her now mother-in-law, who she realized she didn't even know the name of. "By the way, this is my mother - Amanda," she said, introducing Tyson and his mother. Maybe that would lift some of the awkwardness?

She turned back to Tyson. "I like animals... well, looking at them anyways. I've never owned a pet though. Mother always said they stank and left fur everywhere... but I think I'd like to have a cat maybe," she said. She was a bit wishy-washy about animals, considering she hadn't been around any. The question made her think that Tyson either loved animals or hated them, and she was guessing the former. That could be quite interesting, but it was something that she was open to, at least. She had always questioned her mother's distaste for animals, anyways.

A waitress brought out their food. Tyson had chosen the Turkey meal, while Lilith had chosen the salmon. She didn't mind meat she just didn't care for turkey in particular, but she did normally stick to vegetables. But manly men ate meat, and so the fact that he had chosen the turkey was oddly attractive to her.

She was on her second glass of wine already, and she was feeling the warmth spread in her tummy. She was a light weight for sure, being only 110 lbs, but she wasn't drunk....yet.

"So, what do you do for fun?" she asked, her words slurring ever so slightly. It wasn't very noticable, but she tried to stop it anyways. She did not want to come off as a drunk.

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Ethan J Natale
Location: altar
Mood: Nervous/excited
Interacting: AviouslyPTX

Ethan couldn't help but let his smile grow as she drew closer to him. Seeing more details of her face as she started to step to the altar he couldn't help but study the gentle features of her face. When she reached a hand out for him he quickly took her hand in his. He made sure to be gentle when grabbing her hand but at the same time couldn't help but hold onto her hand firmly. It was a protective, securing sort of hold. One that said he honestly did not want to let go of her hand now that it was in his. He couldn't help but notice how soft and gentle her hands were compared to his.

Heading her nervously say hello to him he smiled and spoke back. "Hello." He said softly before the priest started his lines which made Ethan go silent. His eyes locked on hers with a gentle smile on his lips as the words rang in his head. He was actually doing it. This marriage was really and not a dream. He was glad it wasn't a dream. He'd always dreamt of being married but had never really been good at keeping a relationship because of his job. So he really hopped that this marriage wouldn't end because of what he does for a living.

Tossing the thoughts aside he focused on his beautiful wife. Wow it was weird to think of this woman in front of him like that, but it was true. Within minutes this woman would be his wife, and they would be leaving for a romantic honeymoon together. Feeling her hand slip the ring on his finger he smiled and slipped the diamond ring onto her finger. Seeing her smile widen at something it made his smile widen as well as he stared at her.

 

[AviouslyPTX]

Mentions: Daniel Reaving
Location: The Alter
Mood: Excited

"You may kiss the bride." The words rang through Soraya's ears, but she didn't budge. She thought about it, and she'd be lying if she said she didn't want to kiss him, but she also didn't know anything about him so something about it just didn't seem right just yet. "Maybe after I know more about you," she said, offering a soft laugh. Instead, she leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek, her smile never leaving her face. This was her husband, but she knew it would take some time for it to sink in.

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Reception
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Soraya sat quietly at the table next to Ethan, enjoying both the food and the music. She racked her brain for something to say, but her shier side was starting to come out. Come on, just think of something simple. "So, um...what's your favorite movie?" she asked just before taking a bite of her food. She hadn't changed out of her dress, partially because she actually liked it. Not to mention it wasn't bothering her that much. However, she had taken her shoes off underneath the table. She would put them on when she needed to, but other than that, they were staying next to her seat.

So far, things seemed to be going pretty well. She was trying not to let things get awkward, but it was a bit difficult when she was stuffing her face with food as per usual. On the other hand, they had two months to get to know each other. She figured asking about some of his favorite things was possibly the best choice right now. Not too deep but still information. She had to force herself not to get up and start dancing, even when Emily came over and tried to get her. Dancing would have to wait. Right now, she was solely focused on getting to know her new husband and eating.

 

[. D O V E]

AJ Williams

scenario: ring ring
song: x
tag/s: Aato

AJ's smirk grew when the other woman mouthed a reply. It seemed like she got AJ's suggestive nature. Perhaps they'd get along just fine. But then again, first impressions aren't everything. Whatever, it's not like she's gonna stay with her for all her life. She reminded herself that this was just for fun.

After the vows were said and done, it was time to give each other the ring. The ring her partner had in store for her was pretty. It was green, shiny and pretty. Her dress and the ring gives off the obvious impression that green was her favorite color. Nonetheless, it was pretty and that's all that count. Not to mention that the other female was also pretty with her thick dark hair and almond eyes complementing each other.

So she also pulled out the ring she had bolted every jewelry store in town to find before slipping it gently into her partner's hand. It fitted her like a puzzle and it ignited a giggle from the mischievous AJ. And here she was worried that it might not fit.

Her eyes squinted in excitement and delight when the priest finally gave them the go signal. And that go signal means that she could finally smooch the stranger. Or better yet, the stranger could finally kiss her. She smirked suggestively at her partner, as if she was testing her to seal their fate together for a short amount of time.