OOC Memes: When Writer's Block Attacks

[blond-bondshell.livejournal.com]

Wishbone's chocolate made me remember an old meme that had been kind of fun.

Your character has been force-fed a truth potion and tied to a chair. There's no hope for escape, so don't bother trying. Yes, even for you, Bond. I see you working the knots. No, Lezard, you can't turn us all into tribbles.

Both characters and muns can ask questions. The characters have to answer truthfully, but if they're skilled in verbal gymnastics, they can try to talk their way out of answering. Make a post with the names of the characters up for play, and we'll interrogate them suitably.

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[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

...I discovered how the world really works.

*which is what he believes, so the Veritaserum or whatever will let it pass. For now.*

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

How so?

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

Evildoers rarely change their ways. Not as long as they think they can get away with it.

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

.....did something happen to you?

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

Yes.

*He won't be specific unless forced.*

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

What?

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

*shuts his eyes, speaking almost in monotone*

I always protected my classmates who were bullied. I was class president, it was my responsibility. In elementary school it was easy, people listened to me, but when I got to junior high - they fell away. No one else would speak out. And no one would protect me when I was the target.

The days when they only taunted me were the good ones. I was beaten, spat on, tied up and stripped in front of everyone. The teachers didn't see or didn't believe me or just looked the other way. And when I told my - when I - when I tried to tell my mother she...

...she told me I - I brought it on myself, fighting other people's battles. She didn't care that I was fighting for justice. No one did.

And then the four worst of them, the ringleaders, died. Were eliminated. They'd stolen a car, gone joyriding, and it crashed. They were killed instantly. And - so was she. She was hit by the car. All the people I rejected, all the people I judged, were gone, and when I went back to school after the funeral everything was - peaceful, safe. All that I'd worked for. And I knew I was chosen. And when Kira appeared to the world, I knew who by.

There, are you satisfied?

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

(the mun temporarily regrets that this is non-canon)

*silence for a while*

How...how could your mother say that? How could ALL of them just ignore you?

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

(if this were canon he'd have tried a lot harder not to say any of that)

I didn't ask you to pity me, Yagami.

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

Tough, you have it anyway. I wanted to understand what made you turn out the way you did.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

I'm not - stop talking about me as though I'm sick.

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

....try to show some compassion and give a peace offering and turned down.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

I don't n- I don't want your understanding, all right? I don't want you treating me like a victim.

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

Well, come on, there's still going to be some hatred.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

I'd be a lot more comfortable if that were all there was.

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

So I give a damn. Deal with it.

[righteous-pen.livejournal.com]

I would if I weren't being strapped to a chair and forced to pour my heart out. I believe the term for this kind of situation is 'triggering'.