MEME 001: Truth or Dare

[seizeyoursouls]

TRUTH o r DARE


RULES
01. ) Post a new comment for each character.
02. ) Other characters will come up and comment with, "Truth or Dare".
03. ) Your character will choose ICly.

♥ For all truths, they will find that they can't lie.
♥ For all dares, they must complete it or otherwise, they must face a terrible consequence. This song will be stuck in their head. Over and over. Forever.

Or at least until they complete their next dare.

04. ) GO BACK AND FORTH FOREVER!!

Comments

[thorny]

That's rather subjective. I suppose that I'll simply have to do my best with the given circumstances.

[trageteas]

That's the spirit. It's a game, not a torture session.

[And conveniently, he has tea handy.]

[thorny]

Some people would debate you on that point. [and she just happens to have a bottle of Extra Hot Sauce on hand...somehow.]

[trageteas]

It oughtn't be. Not to a girl your age. [...but she can suffer a tiny bit, that's okay.]

[thorny]

You'd be surprised as to what's already happened to a girl my age. [but that's neither here nor there. she mixes in a judicious amount of hot sauce and, after a minute pause, downs the concotion.






it really is vile.]

[trageteas]

[And here's Jules trying very hard not to laugh and feeling mean that it's taking so much effort to do so.

...but she did deserve that.]

[thorny]

[she finally manages to get her expression under control and regards him serenely]

...yes, well. Mission accomplished and a perfectly lovely cup of tea ruined. Congratulations.

[trageteas]

I have plenty. [Not that he particularly likes to ruin tea.] That was quite a feat, I'm impressed. I'm sure your friends would be impressed.

[thorny]

That was never a fact I questioned. Loud noises and bright colors serve to impress the majority of them anyway, so this would be right up their proverbial alley. [she rolls her eyes]

Of course, I'm certain that my newfound ability to stomach the most noxious of concoctions will serve me well should I ever find myself held prisoner in a culinary death camp. Thank you for the training that will eventually lead to my miraculous survival.

[trageteas]

I'm not sure whether I should take that as a sign of optimism or simply a coping mechanism... unless you've managed to live a life that leads you to expect that to happen.

[thorny]

At this point in my existence the odds of something such as that not occurring are far lower than they have any right to be.

[trageteas]

I don't suppose I want to know why that is.

[thorny]

Unless you've an unhealthy bent for predestined tragedy, no. Shall we proceed with the game instead?

[trageteas]

I think I would prefer that, thank you. I suppose it's your turn to ask me?

[thorny]

Indeed it is. Truth or dare?

[trageteas]

I shall take a dare as well. It's only fair.

[thorny]

Then I dare you to take a shot of ketchup. [something simple, not too punishing. she'd save the big guns for later.]

[trageteas]

[Oh, that doesn't sound bad at all.]

What's your definition of "shot" in this context?

[thorny]

[she conveniently has a shot glass! she holds it in her palm calmly]

This, all in one go.

[trageteas]

I was under the impression that sort of thing required a liquid.

[thorny]

You can mix in some water to make it more palatable if you so desire. I'm not picky.

[trageteas]

That's fair.

[He takes the glass from her and takes it to the conveniently nearby kitchen to fill it, using as much water as it seems possible to get away with.

Upon his return, he takes a good, long look at the glass.]

[thorny]

[she regards it as well, looking faintly amused] You might want to get a move on before it begins to congeal.

[trageteas]

[SIGH

Holding his nose, he gulps the mixture down as quickly as possible, chocking the last bits down in a quite undignified manner.

If he once found ketchup tolerable, never again.]

[thorny]

[Rose is, of course, politely neutral during his entire ordeal. but there's something about the way her mouth twitches that makes it obvious she's getting a kick out of this.]