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quaranmeme2017-09-09 07:27 pm
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002; elevator of forced honesty
![]() » POST: a top level for your character(s) » RESPOND: to other characters ICly. your characters are now trapped in an elevator together. » UH OH: neither character can lie. » ADDITIONAL, OPTIONAL COMPLICATIONS: at player discretion characters may also... a. be unable to remain silent when asked questions b. be unable to speak around the truth when answering c. be compelled to reveal truths/secrets unprompted |
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*There's something poetic and highly improbable about a blue haired fashionista and a viking having the exact same problem. Mostly it's just really goddamn weird.*
I don't even get to pretend I could do anything about people leaving me. But... Letha leaving was her, and her weird victorian necromancer bullshit. That's not your fault.
*She looks down at his hand on her's. It's weird but good, nowhere near normal, but good.*
I hope you can actually keep that. But this place has a habit of messing with things. Just... as friends? I'm really not okay with the choking thing.
*Sorry that's just where her head goes every time. Cause Dolores was okay with some weird shit.*
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[He pauses and doesn't go on, too embarrassed to admit he'd been living with a woman for months without sleeping with her. That'd be a prime source of derision back home.]
--It doesn't matter. It felt like she left because I did something wrong.
[Her mention of choking gets the ghost of a smile on his face.]
Friends works. I'm not interested in more with you.
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*Lola's pretty sure that Ivar just avoided saying 'because they had sex' because, well, it made sense. That's how it happened for her. She told Miles and then they did it and then Miles went back to his boyfriend.*
She had a lot of her, high born bloodline stuff she kept focusing on. I think... it was more Winter than you. Babies are terrifying.
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[The sides of his wheelchair creak as he grips them hard. If they were made of glass, they'd have shattered by now.]
If I ever see her again, the least I'll do is break her jaw.