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

[followyourstar]

< I don't... know? A gathering of fragments of possibilities, which only grows the more we encounter. Sometimes we get information or resources from it, but I don't understand how all that works either. >

[chimericalclaw]

Possibilities... [he looks like he's seriously trying to consider the concept, hand over the lower half of his face.] I can't begin to guess at all the applications...

[oh no he has more questions]

How do you know this information you gather there is worthwhile, if it only comes from a possibility?

[followyourstar]

[They're trying to cover their "face" with their hand, but there's no mouth to cover!!!]

< The information is mostly on the way different enemies fight in different situations. Particularly any Abnormalities we end up encountering there. >

[chimericalclaw]

[ignoring the obvious distress for a moment or two—he mutters to himself]

Mmh... strategic value. A simulation in its own right...

[and okay fine, he'd like to ask about abnormalities too but]

... Classified, is it?

[followyourstar]

< V-Very... >

[They hope no one knows they've said anything of this.]

[chimericalclaw]

Are Abnormalities classified, as well? I recall seeing the topic on your personal device, at one point.

[followyourstar]

[Ugh, they need to be more careful...]

< No, I don't think so. They just aren't very well known. I'm not really sure what they are, but the old L Corp used them as part of energy production. And buried them underground along with all their branches when the Wing fell. Most of the ones I've seen are monsters, but there are a few that act like objects, too. >

[chimericalclaw]

What a complex and confusing situation you live in, my friend...

Do you keep all your notes on that device, by the way?

[followyourstar]

< It's... in case I forget again. >

[chimericalclaw]

I can't blame you for the practice. I take a number of private notes of my own.

[why did he say that,,, anyway]

I was only going to ask if you've got the proper security on it?

[followyourstar]

< Probably? It's my work PDA, so I imagine whoever developed it went through the trouble of making sure it's secure. >

[chimericalclaw]

So it only activates when you yourself turn it on? Or have you never had the occasion to find out?

[followyourstar]

< Never had the opportunity. I'm the only one who uses it. >

[chimericalclaw]

Do you want to find out?

[followyourstar]

< You... know you're basically asking to look through my diary, right? >

[chimericalclaw]

I'm just asking to see if I can open it at all, Dante.

[aka doing you a favor!!!]

[followyourstar]

< I'd still prefer not to, just in case. Not that I don't appreciate the help, but... I've already said things I shouldn't. >

[chimericalclaw]

Alright. [He won't push. Maybe he'll find out eventually.] Well, consider your secrets safe with me, as always.

[followyourstar]

[A heavy sigh of relief]

< ...You said you keep notes too? >

[chimericalclaw]

... That's right. The memories of the Chosen have been manipulated before, so it's partly for the same reasons you do.

[followyourstar]

< You mean the "locals." >

[chimericalclaw]

Hm. We've both had it happen, I suppose.

But no, I do mean our group. Close to a year ago those from different worlds were made to believe they were from Aldrip originally for a short time, their original lives replaced with a different set of memories entirely. But I've heard as recently as just before I arrived, some of us couldn't recall the original city hall when it disappeared, before it became the courthouse.