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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[necrobird.livejournal.com]

*long silence*

It's not possible...to live without fear. Once fear is gone, you are lost...and nothing...can ever save you.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

*mutual silence*

Then if my only choice is to die, then what choice do I have? Fear... or oblivion.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

If there was another choice, I'd have chosen it. But as it stands...

*pause*

...there was nothing else I could do for you.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

... I see too late, it seems.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

Kill me again.

*takes a breath*

If you can find a way, kill me again. And...when I die, let me know you understand. Let me know you understand...what I want for you.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

And if I can't?

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

Then I will kill myself.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

I suppose I'll have to find a way, then.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

...will you enjoy it?

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

Considering that it wouldn't be forced upon me by circumstance, probably yes.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

Don't hold back. I want you to indulge in everything you've wanted to do to me.

Though, of course, I'll fight back. It wouldn't be fun if it was easy.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

Of course I'll hold back. At first. After all, it's no fun if it's over too quickly, is it?

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't underestimate me, Kurama. I won't let you kill me before I enjoy myself with you.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be nearly so unflattering as to underestimate you. I do have some class, you will recall.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

Mm, perhaps too much class at times. As I recall, you were very generous in with your screams towards the end. Beside so gracious a man, I felt almost uncomfortable.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

Did I offend your Dickensian sensibilities? Though I suppose it was a bit much... I can't quite resist such a captive audience.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

I'm flattered, truly, but taking advantage of my fixation? That's a bit low, even for you...you know I am incapable of ignoring your siren music.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

I thought you would appreciate the dramatics. I was only being charitable. (this is where the truth spell kicks in) Aside from it hurting rather terribly.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

I can't say I'm sorry it hurt, Kurama. It was my goal at the time.

...that and I was enjoying every moment of it. Up until your plant drained my blood, of course.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

That did kind of put a crimp on the whole enjoyment factor. But then, if you hadn't been so rude about my perceived lack of tact, I might have been inspired to make your demise a bit more artistic. *returning to the dramatics* I fear my poor ego may never recover.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

*Yes, dramatics.*

Whatever will I do? To damage your ego, such a sin. If only there were some way I could inflate it again, to it's normal, gargantuan proportions.

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

Now you're just being childish. (A statement, which, is completely blown by the fact that Kurama has just childishly stuck out his tongue)

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

Am I now? I hadn't noticed.

*As he spoke, Karasu gently pinched Kurama's tongue between his forefinger and thumb. He held it a moment before poking it back into Kurama's mouth with his pointer finger.*

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

*at that, Kurama wrinkles his nose and makes the 'dog with peanut butter on the roof of his mouth face* Cheater, I didn't physically harass you while you were tied up.

[necrobird.livejournal.com]

You could have. *He smiled at the face Kurama made and ran the same finger playfully under his chin.* It's not my fault you didn't think of it.