truth or dare meme.

[madscenes]

Truth or dare? is a mostly verbal party game requiring two or more players. Players are given the choice between answering a question truthfully, or performing a "dare", both of which are set by the other players. Players must perform the dare they are given, or answer the question asked, quitting the game to avoid a dare or question is not allowed, or switching the choice with the other.


How to play -

1. Top-level with your character.
2. Others make them choose between truth or dare.
3. Play till you tire.

Comments

[acuriousincident]

Since you ask, I'll take truth.

[ Because you won't get it. Like, ever. Easy! ]

[docwithablog]

Not holding my breath here, but fine. When is your birthday?

[acuriousincident]

Oh, John.

[docwithablog]

No, no, no. This is a game. Those are the rules. You can at least afford me a lie.

[acuriousincident]

And then what? Are we going to celebrate every year from now on? Will you buy me a cake?

[docwithablog]

Only if you've been good.

So maybe on a leap year.

1/2

[acuriousincident]

... ah. Well.

[acuriousincident]

Christmas Eve. Meaning you shouldn't, obviously - it'll be quite redundant. Your turn.

[docwithablog]

[ He suddenly feels like he might have shot himself in the foot with this game, really. ]

Same. Truth.

[acuriousincident]

All right.

Your three favourite diseases!

[docwithablog]

Sorry? What.

[acuriousincident]

Yes?

[docwithablog]

Are you seriously asking me what my three favourite diseases are? Is that your question?

[acuriousincident]

Oh God, you aren't usually this vapid - are you? No, no, I would have noticed. And euthanized you, very promptly.

Yes, John, that is my question.

1/2

[docwithablog]

[ Just. This look. ]

[docwithablog]

All right. In no particular order:

Laughing Death Disease.
Alice in Wonderland Syndrome.
Water allergy.

There.

[acuriousincident]

Good taste, Doctor.

Jacob Ultfelt suffered from Kuru, actually. The Cannibal from Surrey, years active 1946-1950. Luckily, nobody felt like eating his remains when he got shot - he hadn't been properly diagnosed at the time. He slow-cooked his victims, said it made the flesh more tender which was just as well, as he couldn't properly swallow his food due to Kuru-associated neurological issues. He was an interesting man, though. Very intelligent. Anthropologist.

[docwithablog]

Interesting practice to take home with you. I suppose. [ Grimace. ] A bit before your time, wasn't it?

[acuriousincident]

I read books?

[docwithablog]

About killers from the 40's. Nice.

[acuriousincident]

And the fifties and the sixties and so on, so forth.

Dare.

[docwithablog]

Go to the grocer's for me. Don't buy anything.

[acuriousincident]

... fine.

[docwithablog]

Have fun.

[acuriousincident]

[ 2 hours later: ]

Done. Your turn.