forum "You're The Only Ten-I-See" (Closed)

Started March 26, 2020 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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"We could go to the pizza place you showed me that first night we went out?" Cicada offered tightening her hold on his hand. She had a light smile on as they walked, "It was pretty good and I haven't had the chance to go back.

"Works for me. And it's not super expensive either." Phoenix hummed with a light smile. He doubted he would win this time, the last time had just been by chance. He knew he was less likely to this time. "And it's one of my favourite places to go."

"Great!" Cicada perked up looking at him. She swung their arms slightly just testing the waters a little bit, "So can't wait to pay for you."

"You could at least pretend I have a chance. I'm certainly doing so." Phoenix hummed a little, letting her swing their arms. "Can't you give me that much?" He joked softly as a smile pulled up.

"Fiiine," Cicada let out a little groan as she gave him a half smile. She hummed slightly, "I can pretend you have a chance. A .001% chance of beating me."

"If I move the decimal point over two places, I have a one percent chance of winning." Phoenix hummed a little, thinking quick on his feet. "Which, in the end, is all I need. It's like saying there's one in a million chance of that happening. Which tends to happen in the end."

"Yeah, but everything that happens is a one in a million chance. It just depends on which outcome we get," Cicada shrugged a little as she kept walking, "So while you winning may be a one in a million chance so is me winning. So is the doors locking us in. So is the scoreboard getting reset through a glitch. Etc."

"I actually have to disagree with that. A lot of things, are much closer than that. If it's a regular occurrence, then it's more like nine-hundred-ninety-nine thousand nine-hundred-ninety-nine, out of a million. But the chance of a different outcome is one in a million. At least- it makes the most sense to me." Phoenix hummed his response, seeming rather invested in this. "Such as becoming famous. That's a one in a million shot. Not becoming famous, is a lot more likely."

"Yeah, I guess it's just I'm thinking about it as a proper randomizer," Cicada responded just as actively invested. She hummed a little in thought, "Though I guess certain outcomes are more likely than others. For instance, us getting pizza is more likely since we've agreed on it already. But there's still a random chance we get tacos, highly unlikely though. Huh, I forgot about that stuff. I still stand that everything has a one in a million chance though."

"At some point in time, that is true. Considering it would be the first time it's happening, there's a one in a million chance. So with that fact, you are correct. Though once it's happened, it technically isn't one in a million anymore. It's more probable that it'll happen again." Phoenix added, seeing they were close to the end of the park. "And yes, I think about this type of stuff way too hard. There's a lot more where that came from."

"Well, let's hear it," Cicada gave him a big grin as she kept walking with him. She assumed he would take her to the laser tag place once out of the park. She hummed a little, "I'm curious as to what you think about random probability and probability."

"Oh- I don't really… where should I start? And are you actually interested in this kind of stuff?" Phoenix asked her softly, glancing between her and the ground. He didn't want to bore her to death with this kind of stuff. Most people were annoyed as soon as he started talking. "You don't have to pretend, or lie to me."

"I mean yeah. For me programming probability simulators is one of the funnest things to do," Cicada explained giving him a soft smile over, "I'm not going to say what I mess around involving probability. But I really do enjoy it."

"Now I'm worried. Should I be worried about that statement?" Phoenix asked lightly, giving her a furrowed brow. His smile was still up, though, and he didn't seem too incredibly serious over his worries. But he still had a few, wondering what she was doing with her free time.

“Noooooooooo,” Cicada dragged out the vowel as she glanced around. She was just messing with him a little bit, “Anyway tell me about your theories.”

"Well, I have on. It's called 'I think my girlfriend is up to something illegal, but she refuses to tell me'." Phoenix teased, smirking a little. It was weird to say, and weirder to hear him use the term girlfriend. But he didn't say anything about it. "Anyways, my theories? Um…" Trailing off, he tried to think of one on the spot.

"Oh I can confirm that theory is partially true," Cicada responded a light tease in her voice. She let out a little laugh, "But yeah tell me about your theories, boyfriend."

Phoenix laughed lightly before starting to go off about his random thoughts an opinions to her. It was silly, but he seemed a little bit perkier while he was talking. And as they neared the building for Laser Tag, he started to fade out of the conversation. "The building is right up there." He hummed a little, pointing it out.

Cicada laughed with him interested with all his random thoughts. Ever so often she would input something like an agreement or her own spin on it. But overall, she was glad to him perking up as he talked and when he pointed to the building she looked up to see it, "Nice. I guess it's time to try your odds Phe."

"I guess so. We still on for winner pays for dinner?" Phoenix asked lightly, pushing the door open for her. Smiling lightly, he held his arm out for her to go in first. "After you, m'lady." He insisted as he gave a mock bow.

"Of course we are, I hope you can handle not paying for once," Cicada walked in giving him slight curtsey and smile. She hummed a little as she looked around, "Why thank you, kind sir."

“First off, you’re welcome. Second, I’d watch your confidence. That can very quickly become arrogance, which will blow up in your face.” Phoenix hummed, pulling his wallet from his back his back pocket to pay for the game. “And lastly, watch your back.”