Liar Liar, pants on fire

[artistwithasickness]

Oh yeah, time for a meme. Apparently this is our first one. What a tragedy.

You know what we got in this City? A bunch of repressed people, who are far too comfortable behind their masks of lies and half truths. Let's have some fun with that, shall we? A la 'Liar Liar', your character is compelled to tell the truth. The whole truth. Lies of omission are still lies.

Rules are simple
1. Post with your character.
2. Respond to questions, or avoid answering statements.
3. Go make other characters uncomfortable by poking into their personal business.

Comments

[lyriumburned]

It's still easy to forget that I should consider these things 'mine'. The apartment belongs to the City though, doesn't it? As does everything in it. [The mansion had belonged to Danarius.

Really, both were just justifications and excuses as to why he still had trouble with ownership over things after being a slave without any real belongings, anything that was truly his, for so long.]

[alphaophiuchi]

The way I see it, they donated it to our cause. Why not do with it what you will? It's not like they're going to be dumping someone else into it while you're there.

...I hope.

[lyriumburned]

I... [He appears to change his mind mid sentence and promptly starts again.] No, I know that.

[Despite not wanting to share more than that, he just can't fight back the words, like he's compelled to elaborate.] I grew up a slave... [Almost but not quite there.] I've been a slave all my live until I ran. About six years ago. It's still difficult to think of anything as mine. And even more difficult to think of anything I would do to any of it to make it more 'mine'.

[alphaophiuchi]

Oh.

[ he's quiet for a moment. This compulsion thing is putting everyone in a weird place. ]

Fair enough.