tell me the truth

[oneholysock]

TRUTH MEME

you can't hold it in any longer. for some reason, be it a curse or just hit up side your conscious, you're now forced to tell only the truth.

①Post your character.
②Post to other characters.
③Have fun, anything goes.
④Profit.

Comments

[ciadirector]

Of course I do, you thought Bob was the only one with a dealer?

[endof_theline]

You do drugs?

[ciadirector]

No, I don't do drugs. I'm a federal employee, jesus. I have drugs.

[endof_theline]

Why do you have drugs? You're not giving them to Bob, are you? I swear to god, Val.

[ciadirector]

Okay well first of all, it's more like skrull weed. Second, no. And third, I wanted to spice up the triple chocolate brownies from Costco.

[endof_theline]

So not meth, then.

You what? You defiled my Costco brownies?!

[ciadirector]

It's worse than meth, on a regular human scale. On a super soldier scale, it's closer to weed. I did my best.

I asked Ava for the mix!!!

[endof_theline]

So where the hell are the brownies now? Did you tell everyone what was in them?

[ciadirector]

I didn't even finish making them yet, calm down.

[ They're in the oven. ]

[endof_theline]

You're banned from the kitchen.

I'm letting everyone know.

[He does, in fact, group text everyone, warning them of the brownies, and to kick Val out of the kitchen if they ever see her in there.]

[ciadirector]

You can't kick me out of my own kitchen. I'm going to start showing up at random people's kitchens. Chi semina vento raccoglie tempesta.

[ Time to go break the Asgardian alcohol from the bar, too. RIP Maria. ]

[endof_theline]

Yes I can. Stop drugging the food, Val. Your threats mean nothing to me.

[ciadirector]

I wasn't try to drug you. They were for Alexei.

[endof_theline]

Well the brownies were for everyone.

[ciadirector]

Oh my god. You want to kick me out, but you want my brownies. Make up your mind!

[endof_theline]

They were not your brownies! I went all the way to Costco!

[ciadirector]

I literally asked Ava to get them for me. She asked what I wanted.

[endof_theline]

Yeah we went together. To get the team stuff. You're not a part of the team.

re: the brownie group text

[so_many_pockets]

...

whoever gets to the brownies first DO NOT EAT THEM ALL
everyone gets a chance to have one before anyone goes back for seconds
ALEXEI THIS MEANS YOU

Re: the brownie group text

[endof_theline]

You're eating the brownies? Yelena.

Re: the brownie group text

[so_many_pockets]

What? It would be a waste to just throw them away, they are already made, we might as well try them.
We'll make Valentina eat one first to make sure they do not contain anything else.

Re: the brownie group text

[endof_theline]

You really think we should all be getting high around Bob? Can you imagine Val walking around here HIGH? You're okay with her getting your DAD high?

Re: the brownie group text

[so_many_pockets]

Okay, the Bob part is valid. I will get him a very fancy hotel room for the evening with, I don't know, spa treatments for tomorrow as a thank you and permission to get whatever he wants from room service or the mini bar or pay per view.

The rest? I think it would be hilarious to see Valentina high, Alexei might actually be calmer high, and we are all adults now able to freely consent to the brownies because we know what is in them.
We are all heavily traumatized people with a terminal inability to relax or de-stress. Super-Weed brownies in all likelihood could be very good for us.

Re: the brownie group text

[endof_theline]

I'll hang out with him in the game room. He shouldn't be holed up somewhere all alone just because Val is an idiot.

Okay, sure. Have fun, then. I'm sticking with Bob. And whoever else doesn't want to be a part of it. I just wanted to make sure you all knew what was going on.

Re: the brownie group text

[so_many_pockets]

You can both get the hotel room treatment, then, if you want. Party together there. Pick one of those ridiculous themed ones, even.

I do appreciate that. Getting unknowingly drugged would be an entirely different story.