the truth serum meme.

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The Truth Serum Meme
The cliche and tired trope used to create conflict or acts of realization.

And congrats, now your character is inflicted by such a trope! Be it magic, drugs, or other means. Regardless of how, your character has lost the ability to lie or be dishonest.

Are you going to tell your childhood crush how you really feel? Or maybe tell your best friend about the double life you live? Perhaps this is a good time to admit to murder... hm.

Leave your character's name in the comment section.

Characters ask you a question, you must reply truthfully.

Have fun, no lying.

Comments

[snaphiss]

It depends on the scenarios leading to my life being endangered, but- yes, there are people here I'd trust with that.

Why do you think I don't trust anyone?

[wrackful]

Because you don't want to. You think you're stronger alone, so trusting anyone else is just a weakness. Right?

[snaphiss]

I never said any of that. I believed it once, but it was long before I came here. I'm selective, not exclusionary.

...Do I seem like someone who prefers to be alone?

[wrackful]

Yeah. You seem like.

And you don't need to say things for the rest of us to pick them up. [He taps his temple.] Brain linked, remember?

[snaphiss]

[Ugh.] I certainly prefer secrecy.

Are you afraid of me?

[wrackful]

No.

[He looks slightly insulted she'd even ask.]

[snaphiss]

[Good.]

Then what... do you think of me? Do you think anything at all?

[wrackful]

[There's an eyeroll for the repeated question, but if she didn't get it the first time, then fine. He'd spell it out.]

You're screwed up. You had everything shaped one way your whole life, but now - probably since he died - it's square peg round hole, and you just keep trying to force it through. You're arrogant and paranoid. You believe you know everything, but you know you don't, and that scares you, so you never admit it. You don't know how to handle people, so mostly you try to tell them what to do and get confused when that pisses them off. But you keep doing it because it's the only way you know how to care. And because you're lonely.

[He shrugs, and repeats:]

You're Mara.

[snaphiss]

[Dryly,] I'd meant your opinion of me, but now I don't think I want to know.

[Sigh.] Never let anyone call you unobservant.

[wrackful]

Having opinions about people is a waste of time. Everyone always has their reasons, and if it really matters, they won't care anyway.