COMPELLED HONESTY MEME

[mindofathief]

Who knows what's going on, but all of a sudden you're overcome with the need to be honest. Some kind of magic illness, a curse an NPC cast on you for laughs, Jade Curtiss did it, etc.

Whatever the reason, your character will suddenly find they are unable to lie when answering any questions. Evasion is impossible: they just have to get the truth out there.

1. post your characters
2. reply to other people's characters with ic questions
3. your character replies to questions they received with the whole truth and nothing but
4. catch the gentle chaos unfold with a cup of coffee and a bag of Kupo Nuts.

Note: memes are not game canon, so you don't need to worry about in-game implications.

Comments

[21stcenturyguy]

So, how's that periwinkle suit treatin' you? Glad you listened to my advice now?

[mindofathief]

...It's comfy. And the color's nice. [maaan why did Santa have to be so right?]

[21stcenturyguy]

Yeah, I know, right. Brings out the color in your eyes, looks good with the lighting. I'm pretty kick-ass when it comes to fashion. Think it's better than what you'd have picked?

[mindofathief]

Not really. Pink feels more nostalgic, but the one you picked is great, too.

...You do have an eye for fashion.

[21stcenturyguy]

Ok, real talk. Do you really want an afro wig? [He could ask worse things, but he's still pretty placated by the 'eye for fashion' compliment. He'll play nice for now.]

[mindofathief]

Um. Yeah.

[Dude.]

Performing's not the same with part of the outfit. That wig makes me Lucky.

[21stcenturyguy]

Oh, you wanna get Lucky, huh?

[mindofathief]

I meant Lucky, my stage name.

...You're not the first to make that joke.

[21stcenturyguy]

Really, dude? You sure you don't wanna change it to something...less lame? You're gonna get that joke a hell of a lot more if you don't.

[mindofathief]

I wasn't the one who came up with it, my bandmates did. It's about how I was a really lucky guy to have shown up at Club Titiboo with my memory gone, only to have them come to my rescue.

[21stcenturyguy]

Amnesia, huh? Sucks.

[Santa's gone quiet. It's not a fun situation, losing memory. He'd had to induce amnesia on the one decent adult he'd known for his nonary plans.]

Titiboo is a sketcky name for a club, by the way. Just puttin' that out there.

[mindofathief]

Again, I didn't name it.

[The waitresses' outfits were enough to indicate it was a sketchy place.]

It fit its image.

[21stcenturyguy]

So, you were in a band with weird-as-shit dress codes at a really questionable club, and this is the business model you want to emulate here in Crystallis? Just making sure I'm clear on this.

[mindofathief]

...Okay, yes. It wasn't exactly the ideal place to perform, but I have a lot of good memories with them. And no, I want to perform in a band in a club, but one that isn't run by an army that wants to mind control everyone.

[21stcenturyguy]

[Sigh] Look, I don't know if Aqures Ixen even has clubs. You and your band are either gonna have to move to Trans Golsaucia or we're gonna have to make a Hero club or something for you guys to perform in. you're lucky you're cute or I wouldn't bother with all this crap [What was that? Must've been the wind...muttering angrily]

[mindofathief]

[He's been trained as a thief; he heard that.]

Cute for the calendar or...cute in another way?

[Because holy shit the last person who called him cute had a huge crush on him.]

[21stcenturyguy]

Both. [It slips out before Santa can stop it, and he's really pissed at himself that it did. He's not gonna ask Duster anything else about himself, because he's pretty sure he doesn't wanna hear the honest answer, if his expression us any indication.]

Look, you gonna get yourself some band mates so you have someone to play with? [The thought kind of pisses him off, but he'd rather hear Duster talk about his band stuff than have the musician ask him anything more incriminating.]

[mindofathief]

I never would have thought someone like you would say that. [He can't help but smile at the thought. Are you happy that Duster finds it amusing?] You have a soft side, after all.

We're working on making a band. So far, Johnny's certainly going to be in it, but we're looking at Zelda and Rialynn.

[21stcenturyguy]

[Happy? Nuh-uh. Santa's just glaring. Don't you dare make fun of him. And yeah, he's got a soft side. It's a mile wide and has 'Akane' written all over it.]

That's gonna be a weird-ass sound with a bass, a guitar, a lute, and a harp. You think you can make that shit work?

[mindofathief]

Of course! Any musician can work with what he's given!

[21stcenturyguy]

You don't actually need my help with any of this shit, do you?

[mindofathief]

...Not a lot. Just help with booking concerts, but I appreciate all the work you're doing.

[21stcenturyguy]

I'm not actually qualified for this kinda thing. Would you rather have someone who knows what they're doing? I could quit so you could get someone better.

[mindofathief]

You're already so invested in this that I'd feel bad for replacing you...

But on the other hand, if we are going to get famous, someone more experienced would be better...

But you're kind of a friend, so I don't want you to leave the group...

But we can't have two managers....

[He's really over-thinking this. Typical Duster indecisiveness.]

[21stcenturyguy]

[Santa's a lot of things, but indecisive isn't one of 'em.]

If you're gonna be all half-assed about it, I'll make it easier for you. Find yourself a real manager.