to tell the truth.

[shitglasses]

TRUTH MEME

Sometimes, you have to tell the truth. No, I mean, you have to. Maybe it's magic, or a promise, or nanobots; who knows. But you have to tell the truth, and everyone knows it. Of course, do half-tuths count? What about lying by omission? That's up to you, and how far you want this curse, this ailment, to go. The only thing that can't be escaped is the truth, whatever form that truth takes.

What happens next?

You decide.

• Post your character to the meme.
• They have to tell the truth when they're asked questions.
• What others ask is up to them. Nothing is off limits.
• Your character has to answer... eventually.
• Tag around and ask other characters questions!

Comments

mildmay the fox | dol | ota.

[septad]

[noirant]

What are you afraid of?

[ that's a perfectly nice thing to ask, right, ]

[septad]

[easy.]

Dyin'.

[noirant]

Whyever? You've a god, don't you?

[ he's fairly sure kethe's not that sort of god, but frankly, he hasn't been paying enough attention to say ]

[septad]

'Cause it hurts. And- shit. And, wherever I'm goin', ain't no good place.

[Can't quite bring himself to ask Felix a question. Not yet, anyway.]

You don't think folk who got gods ain't scared of dying.

[It's not a question.]

[noirant]

[ he doesn't miss the distinction. neither is he about to waste time on any more than a faint pang of gratitude (is that what they call guilt these days?) ]

I seldom think of them at all.

[ gods are peasant shit. and of course: a prominent area of his research, a point of frequent fascination, totally irrelevant to the question of whether he thinks death a fearful thing —

— but it's not a question. mildmay's done him a kindness there, and the only way to repay that is by being a total dick. ]

Is there some special hell for the uncommunicative, [ that insult doesn't even make sense right now felix ] Or have you accumulated some other sins I'm unaware of?

[septad]

[honestly, felix. there's only one way to answer all that flash.]

Ain't no god who likes murderin'.

[noirant]

How impractical of them.

[ as though he likes it any better, when he has to actually do it for himself ]

So that's that? The rest of your life written off entirely — as he lived, so he dies; a villain at last receiving his just rewards?

[ it's melusine. no one gets what they deserve. ]

[septad]

Power don't make folk forgiving. Don't see why it's different for gods.

[to say nothing of the fact that he doesn't deserve forgiveness.]

You ain't thick. Know it ain't that simple. Ain't no villain; ain't no just rewards. S'why I did it.

[noirant]

And?

[ power doesn't make them patient either. breezily, pointily, ]

Why did you kill the Witchfinder Extraordinary, [ pretend i can remember the name of dead blood witch lady and she's listed here ], and a no-doubt astonishingly lengthy list of others?

[ wow can you hear his astonishment. it's surely there. somewhere. ]

[septad]

Would'a killed him for free. And I did kill that bitch for free.

[Is it anger or just bitterness? Who knows.]

If'n I'm going to hell, it's for killin' Amelia Bludhart.

[A name Felix has most certainly never heard before. Mildmay provides it because it will distract Felix, and it'll distract him, and because, quite frankly, he can.]

[noirant]

[ a terrier can’t ignore a rat. felix can’t ignore a mystery,

(name it another way, name it a story — and is it any wonder only one of them does the telling?) ]

Oh? What distinguishes dear Amelia?

[septad]

[And if it's a story, he's all too eager to tell it.]

Her name. They ain't around no more, the Bludharts, but they was hot shit for a couple years. Owned some factories, got rich on textiles, y'know. You might'a owned some of their jackets. Good quality, so's I heard. Never mattered to me. Little Amelia wasn't a part of it. Never did nothing to nobody. Rich family before she married Ignatius Bludhart, made the Bludharts stronger with the alliance, all that shit. She was two septads and two when Ignatius decides, fuck, he wants his mistress as his wife instead. Got Amelia's family in his pocket, got her dowry, don't need her no more. So he talks to somebody who talks to somebody who talks to Keeper. She can fix his problem right quick.

And I did. She died like Cerberus Cresset and Porphyria Levant and all them names I don't remember no more-- real goddamn slow.