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The Interrogation Meme

Your crimes were unspeakable, your lies were outnumbered, but finally you've been caught.
They bring you in, sit you down, and chain you up. No matter what power you have, no matter
how strong you are, you're not going anywhere so get comfy.
It's going to be a long night.

Rules
1. Post with your character, canon, and any prefs - You're the captive
2. Tag around to other characters. You're the interrogator.
3. Roll. Or, you know, don't.
3. Horribles.

RNG OPTIONS
1. Truth serum
You know this person isn't going to speak easy but you've got a surprise for them. This serum aught to loosen their lips a little.

2. Torture
The old fashion way might work best for this particular fellow. How about those nail screws?

3. Bargain
You've got something they really want, or really need. If they fess up, if they tell the truth of the matter, they'll get it.

4. Black mail
So, remember that night about ten years ago...? You know something they don't want the rest of the world to know and you're going to use it.

5. Seduction
Just because they're in chains on a chair doesn't mean you two can't have a little fun, right? Might be even more fun, come to think about it.

6. Leverage
Whether it's love, drugs, or something else -- it's hanging above your head. You're craving, aren't you? Or maybe that someone special is in danger if you don't spill.

7. WILDCARD
BECAUSE GIRAFFE.

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[I'm thinking 1 or 4, but the giraffe is VERY tempting. What about you?]

[whatever's more awful. ♥]

[Spy was a man who put his all into his job. For years, that job had been to steal intelligence, sap sentries, kill REDs, and terrorize said REDs with his skills, skills that he had possessed ever since he could remember. It was a good job, one he enjoyed very much. Personally, he had nothing against the REDs even though they were mortal enemies the very second he clocked. For all he knew, they could be allies if the circumstances were different.

For years the assassin allowed himself to believe this, and why shouldn't he? Day after day, week after week, month after month...it was the same thing. Kill a few REDs, complete a mission, get killed by said REDs, have them complete their own missions, repeat for infinity until closing. It was a tiring job, but not once did Spy ever complain. It was just the way things were, nothing could be done.

...and then those robots showed up, those damned metal monstrosities.

Suddenly, Spy was expected to...work with these vagabonds? The very people he had been paid to kill for years, and who he had just killed LITERALLY DAYS AGO! Obviously, his own hypocrisy wasn't lost on him, but he didn't care. He wanted information, proof that these people could be trusted, that there would not be any "screw-ups", especially to the Respawn Systems. Oh how easy it could be for one of them to sneak in and pull the plug...

And so began Spy's "digging". He spent hours of his free time looking up whatever he could on his new "teammates", trying to get any information on them, even if it meant hacking into TFIndustries...which it did. After days of searching, he finally had enough information to blackmail each of them into an interview...and the first target was the RED Medic.]

Good evening, Doctor. Glad to see you could make it.

[The room was fairly-well lit, at least there would be no problems with viewing anything. From what one could tell, this was indeed the BLU meeting room, as confirmed by the long desk with 9 chairs, four on each side, with one chair at the head of the desk...where Spy was sitting. He gestured to the German with to the chair closet to him on his right side.]

Please, take a seat.

[His tone was polite, but firm enough to say "you don't have a choice in the matter".]

((ooc: I apologize in advance for me TL;DR))

The Interrogation Meme

RED Medic | Team Fortress 2 | OTA

Oh hello~

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4) Can you feel the schadenfreude? ...wait, that's your line.