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THE QUADRANT MEME.

Quadrants are the Alternian method of romance. Now though, whether you're a troll, human, robot, jello alien or other: you're suddenly experiencing some... feelings for someone else. Feelings that may be alien to you, may be comfortable, or may be utterly outrageous. The point here is: what are you going to do about it?

● post with your characters.
● go here and roll a number between 1 and 6.
● your character is suddenly overcome with one of the emotions outlined below for the person you're tagging.
● obviously since a lot of characters don't understand, recognize or even know of the existence of the quadrants they probably aren't going to call them that. the focus here are the feelings your character will be experiencing, and how they react to and interpret them is up to you!
● have fun!

one. ♥ matespritship.
flushed romance! this one is pretty straightforward! straight up parallel to human romance. they make your kokoro go doki doki, etc. you are suddenly as deep in the scarlet throes as one can be. you are basically in love with them. qurl, you be crushin' up a storm.

two. ♠ kismesissitude.

caliginous romance! is a romantic hatred that functions similarly to an arch nemesis dynamic. whoever this person is, you hate them so, so much. you loathe everything to do with them. you're compelled to oppose and compete with and undermine them at every opportunity. you want them to hate you just as much as you do them. this isn't just your run of the mill loathing. it's a rivalry. it's romantic. you want to punch them in the mouth and then you want to kiss it.

three. ♦ moirallegiance.
pale romance! being a conciliatory quadrant, this one doesn't entail physical attraction like the first two. the closest human concept to that of moirallegiance is a "soul mate". however there is more to it than that, a very specific relationship dynamic. moirallegiance involves the pacification of a dangerous partner, whether that danger is posed to everyone else or to themselves. for whatever reason, you either feel as though the other person tempers your more destructive or self destructive tendencies in a way no one else can -- or you feel the need to do just that for them.

four. ♣ auspisticism.
ashen romance! another conciliatory quadrant. this one involves three people, where one party mediates between two others in order to prevent their relationship from boiling over into caliginous territory (see above) and/or help stabilize particularly turbulent or unhealthy relationships. either your character thinks this person needs a middleman, they want a middleman, or they themselves want to be the middleman. either way, someone is doing some meddling here. optionally you can bring in a third player for this one!

five. ♥♠♦♣ vacillation.

feelings are tricky things and rarely are you able to fit them into clear cut little boxes. whether you're flip flopping between flushed and caliginous or flushed and ashen or caliginous and pale, your feelings don't appear to know what they're doing here! which quadrants you're vacillating in are entirely up to you. you can either roll for them or choose. the main thing here is you can't seem to decide on how you feel about this person.

six. ? wildcard.

choose your own! do whatever you like. this option is a blank check.

if my own summarized explanations of the relationship dynamics were not enough, there is a teal deer explanation here and a slightly less teal deer explanation on the mspa wiki.

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[That is the mystery. Whoever shows up first, maybe. Or just Eddie. Anyway, there are always texts on April's phone, though the horribly hipster name of the band electro is taking her to see tonight and when he's picking her up may not be what he was hoping to get an earful about.]

Oh. Sorry. I forgot we only talk in secret government club code. Did the budget come out and creative disagreements or catty bitch fights happen or something.

[She glances up for .2 seconds, just to give this last bit of sarcasm weight.]

Was wine thrown.

[ He makes a face, although it's about the fucking texts, because no he really doesn't want to hear about that shit, but it could just as well be about the disagreement he's having. Who knows. At least for April. ]

No, there was no wine thrown! We're adults not five year olds! [ He tosses his hands up, before returning to his work. ]

It was about the budget, but it'll be smoothed over eventually.

Eventually is forever away. That could be, like, next week. All my interns will be dead by then.

[And she doesn't want to have to go through the work to find new ones is the unsaid, but easily assumed, end to that thought.

In the meantime, her game gets paused just long enough for her to score one million points by turning fell into fellation on her scrabble game. With a teenager.]

We're not going to kill any interns! [ He narrows his eyes at her, and not just for the statement. He knows who she's playing, and he does not approve in the least. Come on, April, let the kid have some innocence.

Not that he'd been innocent, but you know. Larsa was different. Really different. ]

Seriously, what do you want me to do, fuck over the City's budget to appease him?

That makes my life better, yeah. But...How much insurance do the libraries have on them.

[She asked innocently. Be proud, Mitch. She's being a problem solver instead of a pointer-outer.]

Enough to cover some of the damages, why?

[ He asks hesitantly. That does not sound like solving a problem, but instead making a really, really big one. ]

Can we get more?

[Years of dead-pan training kick in and keep the grin from showing on her face. As she google maps the locations of the libraries nearest her house.]

No, we can't get more!

[ He eyes her phone like the traitor it is. ]

What the fuck are you doing?

More than you.

[But...quietly closing that window. Don't break her phone, Mitch. It's the only thing she loves in the world.]

[ He scowls at her. ]

Well stop it. I know what you're looking up, and that's a fucking stupid idea.

[She scowls right back.

And quietly googles side-boob. in revenge.]

Libraries are irrelevant. And that can't be it.

Jesus Christ! [ He throws his hands up. Really, April. You should know better than to do that around him. ]

What the fuck are you getting at, anyway?

Things are weird! It's weird and angry and it's making this terrible job worse and...

[Yeah, she ran out of steam with that first bit. She's a sprinter with yelling, not a long distance runner.]

And you should fix it.

I can't fucking magically fix it! Some things just have to happen, and this time he doesn't have an avenue to get what he wants by having me leave! [ Bitter. ]

So he needs to come down, and we'll fix it when he calms down.

Mm. I guess 'nu-uh, he did' is the totally the adult response, here. Everything will stop sucking before lunch.

It's not about that, April. It's the fact that this is bigger than one or two people.

No.

[How so much finality can come from someone busy pulling fake tiles from an electronic scrabble bag the world will never know.]

I don't care about the stupid budget. The schools can close and squirrels not be deloused for all I care.

[No. She has no idea what they do here.]

But we're all gonna be old and saggy- or saggier- before one of you says sorry.

What the fuck's there to say sorry for? I made a budget, I didn't piss in his breakfast!

I did what I had to do, I'm not apologizing for that!

Old and grey. With, like, cranes supporting my boobs. And the will to live long since dead.

Wow thanks for that fucking mental image.

Look, April, if this were something that would be between the two of us, I'd agree, but it isn't. This is bigger than that, and we have to recognize it. So we'll be pissed at each other for a few days, big fucking deal.