Forced Honesty

[endcaller]

FORCED HONESTY MEME




You know the drill:

Post with your character.
Your character has to tell the truth and nothing but the truth!

Now interrogate each other.

Comments

[manifestering]

Everyday hand tools are not a very appetizing series of shapes.

[......,] Perhaps beakers.

[chimericalclaw]

Of course. I'm sure there's no shortage of chemistry-themed hors d'oeurves ideas out there. [... in his world, at least. maybe some of that creativity has been recreated here. maybe.] Are you a fan of cake?

[manifestering]

[Get him a cake with the periodic table stamped on it, thanks in advance--]

I have enjoyed sweets. Though it is not my birthday. [...] You are serious about this celebration?

[chimericalclaw]

Cake doesn't have to be relegated to birthdays and weddings only.

[He pauses momentarily at the question, like he's considering. Well, why not? It's not the first time he's gradually shoved his way into a social situation. It's had its benefits.]

Should I not be?

[manifestering]

I assumed it was a little jape.

[A wee jest. Why bother throwing him a party? Strange man.]

If you wanted to gather people together there are better focal points to choose.

[chimericalclaw]

I didn't suggest it out of the thought of using you for some networking ploy.

[really, actually! and like octavian said there are better people for that kind of thing.]

I simply thought you should have earned something for the accomplishment.

[manifestering]

It was named after me. I was coming around to the idea of appreciating that.

[Legacy, or something. He's known for something besides "disappearing" "mysteriously," which is nice. Anyway.]

Are we friends? I am not an adept judge of these things.

[Charles and Root- mm- just kind of... told him, more or less, that Friendship is Now Happening, and that was convenient. Sooo.]

[chimericalclaw]

[He pauses momentarily, surprised. Not a question he's typically asked...]

Well—I suppose that's up to you. Friendship isn't exactly a one-sided affair, no matter what certain outgoing types might like to insist.

[yeah he got the friendship declaration from charles too.]

[manifestering]

[Charles is a nice boy who's never done anything wrong ever!!]

Hmm. Alright. You did say your party idea is for friends. [hee hee.] I am amenable.

[chimericalclaw]

[aren't you tired of being nice, etc...

With a chuckle:]

Well, I'm glad to hear it. I'd hate to throw all of that brainstorming away.

[manifestering]

Of course. Tool-shaped sandwiches.

[dweeb.]

I suppose I will have to make some additional friends.

[chimericalclaw]

Eliminating options is an important part of any planning.

[he didn't say he was creative, ok]

I'm sure you could ask Charles for some assistance with that. If you were feeling particularly eager.

[manifestering]

Hmm. If I wanted to fraternize with strangers off the street. Charles is a delightful young man but I would not call him discerning.

[But he still did nothing wrong ever--]

[chimericalclaw]

[That actually gets him to laugh, because, yeah,]

I'll keep an eye out for you myself, then. My vetting process is a bit more particular.

[manifestering]

[Perfect, sparkling boy, who for some reason talks to everyone he ever meets, like it's worth the time and effort... Ah, youth.]

You have a process. This I believe is not a jape in the slightest. Do tell.

[chimericalclaw]

[as if both you ghosts aren't crusty old relics,]

I wouldn't call it something that's I've outlined on paper—but for instance, I won't be introducing you to any boisterous types who lack curiosity for the sort of work you do.

[manifestering]

[Charles has a youthful energy!!]

Well now it does sound like networking.

[chimericalclaw]

Hmm, so you would like to meet people who find your passions boring...? Interesting, but noted.

[manifestering]

I hardly expect all of you to care about my work. It is esoteric at best.

[And sometimes you Living People are sooo sensitive, but whatever,]

Perhaps I would like more friends who are interested in board games.

[chimericalclaw]

[hey, HEY, don't lump altius in with the rest, he's one of your blood suppliers!]

I'll keep that in mind. Any other specific preferences I should take into account?

[manifestering]

[He's still under the Sensitive umbrella, unfortunately--]

I suppose not. Perhaps a moral uprightness. Always a good thing to have.

[chimericalclaw]

[With an amused huff,] No supervillains. Understood.

[no more supervillains, anyway,]

[manifestering]

I know. I am very particular.

[Board games and hopefully not wanting to murder anybody. Hard to find.]

Returning momentarily to cake... Fruit filling.

[please,]

[chimericalclaw]

[It's real slim pickings in Expiation, he'll tell you.]

A man of taste. Do you lean towards chocolate or vanilla?

[manifestering]

[This is why he lurks in his little hovel with Viktor instead of going out!]

Hmm. Vanilla. My brother used to insist on chocolate. Too many things happening in such a cake.

[He actually sighs, like, those poor chocolate desserts, overwhelmed! No it was him.]