New Service: AR Dating Nights

The Future of Meeting People Is… Crowded

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What if your nights out came with a plus-one…

*…that was always your type—because it’s you, but in avatar form?*

Here’s the vision: you walk into a bar, GenAI wing-person at your virtual side.

To the CCTV, it’s just another Friday night—people talking, laughing, dancing.

But through AR glasses? The place explodes into color. Your avatar is right beside you—dancing, chatting, clinking virtual glasses with other avatars. Everyone’s got one, each a bold extension of their personality: neon-haired warriors, floating wizards, giant talking cats.

While you’re sipping a drink, your avatar’s already broken the ice with someone across the room. Maybe they’re tangoing in zero-gravity, or debating favorite sci-fi worlds. By the time you meet the other human, you’ve both been pre-screened by the most qualified judge you know—yourselves.

It’s double-dating, double-dancing, and double-flirting—all in one space, half physical, half digital. And because avatars can mingle, dance, or grab “intel” while you do your thing, awkward pauses are replaced with playful possibilities.

Why it’s fundable:

  • New social layer: Two simultaneous dating economies—human and avatar.
  • AR exclusives: Sell skins, power-ups, and scene mods (turn the bar into a rooftop pool? Done).
  • Remote access: Let friends and fans beam in from anywhere.
  • FOMO factor: You’ll want to be there because everyone’s other self will be.
  • People are already turning to AI to help with their dating lives: This is different, and we think, better option for dating.

We’re not replacing dating—we’re adding a whole extra dance floor.

Grab your drink, grab your avatar, and let’s make Friday night twice as fun.

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*If you got this far—and you know me—you know the above is satire. The point isn’t the app, it’s how easy it is to take the next step when GenAI almost works like a genie.

As we keep exploring with our GenAI buddies, let’s make deliberate choices about those next steps—before momentum carries us into a dystopia of our own making.*