Compulsive Truth Telling meme

[semimeme]

Dignity? Modesty? Propriety? Being able to keep secrets? These things are someone else's problem now that your character has been somehow given a super dose of truth serum. No matter what they do, they cannot help but tell the truth. They are compelled to do it and, by God, nothing's gonna stop. Nothing can stop them.

How to:

→ Post with your character . . . who has just been dosed with the ultimate magical truth serum, blurting out something they would otherwise lie about or keep secret. Maybe they are in the middle of spouting off an unpopular opinion, an embarrassing personal fact or admitting to a favorite sexual position or partner? Run wild the idea. Just . . .
→ DO NOT LEAVE YOUR COMMENT BLANK. It's your character and their secret.
→ Other characters reply with their reactions. Shenanigans ensue!
→ If confronted with a question, your character MUST answer all of them honestly.
→ Have fun and be excellent to each other.

 

Meme idea taken from here and modified  from previous memes, notably this one from TLH.

Comments

[sulfuric]

When did this start? Just now? Maybe we should retrace our steps from the last few days.

[It's too random and they don't have enough info on this to do them much good.]

You notice anything else weird?

[willneversayyes]

No. Just that when you ask me a question, it's like I have to answer. I don't have a choice. And I have to tell the truth.

[sulfuric]

[The look in her eyes is trouble and nothing but. A light goes off and it's almost unholy how eager she looks. She can ask questions and Sam is compelled to tell the truth no matter what she asks? She licks her lips a bit in excitement and tries not to make her smile too creepy.]

Oh, really? Any question? The complete truth?

[willneversayyes]

[Sam should have known it would come to this. Deanna is his sister, after all. Why wouldn't she take advantage of this? He glares at her, but he has no choice but to answer.]

Yes and yes.

[sulfuric]

[She bites her bottom lip, tries to ignore how pissed off her brother looks and pushes aside her burger before plopping her elbows on the table and resting her chin in her hands. She's looking far too eager and she smiles at him sweetly, far too innocently.]

Alright, let's test this theory out. What's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done?

[That's tame enough to start with. They'll work up to the serious questions.]

[willneversayyes]

When I was 12 I spent the whole day crying in the bathroom at Plucky's because the mascot tried to hug me.

[sulfuric]

Jesus Christ, Sammy.

[Deanna shakes her head and seriously? Sometimes she wonders what the hell was wrong with that kid. Though that wasn't something she didn't know. She'd been the one to drag him out of there and buy him an ice cream later.]

Alright, lets try this. Are you keeping anything from me? Anything big not ... you know your non-vanilla sex fetishes. Those you can keep to yourself.

[willneversayyes]

[ooc: What season do you wanna pull from? It's not like the Winchesters weren't keeping secrets from each other in every single season XD]

[sulfuric]

[ooc: Sneaky bastards. I have no preference. I'm all caught up on the show so anything is really fine if there's something you'd like to go with.]

[willneversayyes]

[ooc: Season 5 is my default, so let's go with that.]

I'm scared. I'm scared that I'm not strong enough to keep saying no to Lucifer. I'm scared that I'm going to be the reason the world ends.

[sulfuric]

[Well shit, now she feels bad. It's not like she meant to drag out his insecurities and she does know that he's scared. Hell he'd be stupid not to be. She reaches out and grabs his hand, giving it a supportive squeeze.]

Hey, I'm scared too. It will be alright though. It's gotta. We're gonna do this, okay? Lucifer is not gonna wear you to the prom.

[willneversayyes]

[His sister's touch is immensely comforting, and it doesn't hurt to hear that she's scared too. If nothing else, they have each other in this messed up world, and that's enough for Sam.]

[sulfuric]

Okay so asking you potentially embarrassing questions got old fast. How do we fix this?

[willneversayyes]

I don't know. I must have touched something that was cursed. Unless you pissed someone off and they took it out on me.

[sulfuric]

I didn't piss someone off! Too bad we can't blame this one on Gabriel.

[willneversayyes]

Are you sure? You didn't blow anyone off who was really irritated about it?

[sulfuric]

So far as I can tell the only people pissed at us lately are the god squad for not hosting their formal.

[willneversayyes]

Do you think they could have done it?

[Gabriel had stuck them in a freaking time loop. Maybe there's an Enochian spell for truth-telling.]

[sulfuric]

I have no idea. I certainly wouldn't put it past them.

[willneversayyes]

Then we should call Cas. See what he thinks about this.

[sulfuric]

[ooc: You want a Cas in here to add to the hilarity? I have someone I can drag in. Otherwise he can just conveniently not answer.]

[willneversayyes]

[ooc: Sounds good to me! I'm always happy to have a Cas.]

[sulfuric]

[ooc: Okay Cas will tag here after Deanna.]

[There wasn't really any other option. Deanna was more or less stumped and if Sam didn't have any clues, they could probably stand to have the angel's assistance.]

Yeah, alright.

[Out of habit she closed her eyes, turned her face slightly heavenward. She wasn't sure if it made a difference or not but hell, couldn't hurt.]

Hey Cas? We could use you down here for a minute ...

[babyinatrenchcoat]

[Castiel appeared a few moments later in a rustle of feathers, looking around the room before his eyes fell upon Deanna and Sam. They looked uncomfortable.]

What do you need?

[He stepped closer to them, tilting his head slightly.]

[willneversayyes]

I think I'm cursed, Cas. Some kind of truth spell or something. We can't figure out where it came from.