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

<333 (Spun a picker wheel, got John, lmao)

[so_many_pockets]

[Okay. She thinks for a minute, then contorts her fingers into a weird shape (does not look like any type of hat) and holds it above her head.] Every day can be taco tuesday if you have a strong enough attachment to a now useless piece of gear.

I look forward to testing your guarantee.

[endof_theline]

....That was terrible, and yet so very accurate.

I do too.

[so_many_pockets]

You did not say a GOOD impression.

[:D]

[endof_theline]

Fine, alright. It's John.

Your turn to ask me.

[so_many_pockets]

What? NO. Yes.

Okay. Truth or dare?

[endof_theline]

You'd think he would've straightened it out by now.

Dare.

[so_many_pockets]

You would think! He really must like it that way.

Oh, brave! Okay. Hmm. Pick someone in this room and (lovingly) roast them for one minute straight. Or not lovingly, if you want.

[endof_theline]

Sentimental, I guess.

This seems very anti-bonding, but- okay. Gimme a second.

[so_many_pockets]

Okay, okay, fine. Revision: compliment someone for 1 minute straight. Can't be mine, burned me on the birthday thing.

[endof_theline]

Yeah, ok- I like this one better.

Bob is... he's nice. He's easy to talk to. I wasn't sure how we'd get along at first, but we have a lot more in common than I thought, so maybe that's what makes it easier to talk to him. I don't feel out of place with him- I hope he doesn't feel out of place with me either.

[so_many_pockets]

No no no, you have to tell HIM.

[bewildering]

[ it's too late: across the little group, bob is bright red. ]

[endof_theline]

[ Bucky just nudges Bob's shoulder with his. ]

[bewildering]

I don't. Feel out of place, I mean. With you.

[endof_theline]

I'm glad you don't.

It's... kind of a new thing. Im usually the one feeling so out of place.

[endof_theline]

I did, I told.

Alright. Your turn. Truth or dare?

[Come on, be the birthday thing.]

[so_many_pockets]

Okay. Okay, truth.

[endof_theline]

Why have you been refusing to pick a birthday for years?

[so_many_pockets]

I cannot tell Natasha what day it is.

[endof_theline]

[Oh. God.

The thing is, they're both dealing with the same... generational loss? In a way. He gets it. Not in the same exact way but god, he gets it.]

I'm sorry.

I know that sounds meaningless sometimes. Most of the time.

But I understand.

[so_many_pockets]

Thank you. I appreciate that.

[endof_theline]

[ He's quiet for a long moment, just letting them sit with that.

Maybe a moment of silence for Natasha too. ]

We can tell your father. That would be something? Natasha would probably really like that.

[so_many_pockets]

[She appreciates THAT gesture even more than the words, to be honest.]

You think so? I was never sure how she felt about the fact that I wanted to keep talking to them.

And, oh, he is going to be so over the top with it. But yes, we can tell him.

[endof_theline]

[ There are a lot of things he doesn't get right, and he knows it. But this kind of thing- he hopes he does. They're the moments he's felt and wished he could have too. ]

I didn't know her all that well. We were... a different time. A different place. But I'm sure she would have wanted you to keep talking to them. You were her sister.

Over the top but so well meaning.

[so_many_pockets]

I hope you're right.

Yes, he is that. Sometimes I hate having to give him the credit for that nowadays, but it is true.