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

[alphaophiuchi]

Being forced to grow up and take over as master of the house at sixteen certainly does age a person, yes. [ this, stated drily. He's not proud of that; he's tired. Very tired. Rhys seems to get this. ]

It's true - I treated you well that night because I'd have wanted it for myself, had it been me. And I don't doubt at all that it could have been me. Sometimes you just...hit your limits. It's easier if there's someone watching out for you.

...I appreciate that. I wish I believed the same thing. [ that he deserved to be happy, that is. ]

[sleight_of_fate]

That's the whole thing, I think. It's easier when you've been scared, you've been tired, and you've had the shit beaten out of you. you don't want to see other people like that. At least, if you're a decent human being.

[Not everyone responds the same way to trauma and terror, but...they'd passed the test. That was what mattered.]

I don't think either of us really believe we deserve to be saved, deep down. But maybe we're getting a little bit better, we start to believe that we can have a little bit of comfort, at least. Whatever small progress we can get, that we can let ourselves have, that's something. Maybe one day, you know?

[alphaophiuchi]

That's...certainly true. It certainly makes it harder to turn a blind eye, like I used to.

[ a quiet sigh. ] Maybe so.

I think that's why I was so pleased to see Scorpius show up, and to get to know him a little. It's easier to believe that there might be a future for me when I can see it standing right in front of me. Not that that's an easily obtained opportunity, by any means.

[sleight_of_fate]

I'm jealous of you, you know. Take care of him.

All my family is gone, and I can't have kids. Everyone I've tried to form a real bond with has left or died. Every time I see how much he looks like you, it hurts a little, down to my soul. But it makes me happy to see the life that it brings you, and he seems like a great kid.

Hold onto that.

[alphaophiuchi]

I will. I absolutely will.

And...believe me, I get people leaving or dying. This place, especially, has been hell for that. I didn't have many connections back home- [ all of this is very hard to admit. ] -so I didn't have so many people to lose, but I...I still know what it's like. This place has taken its toll on me.

Scorpius has made the recent blow so much easier to deal with, but I don't want to make him deal with all of my...my everything.

[sleight_of_fate]

That, I understand. That's why I can't have kids, or won't let myself think about it. Why would I give them this...thing inside me, if there's even a half a chance that it's passed on through the blood? I'm not that brave or that cruel.

But I'm glad you have him, and I think you have a lot to offer. Maybe the fact that this place has thrown you together at this incredibly weird point of your lives helps.

God. We are such a mess. It's no wonder the rate of drug abuse and alcoholism is so high here. You'd think a place devoted to Sin would be...happier, somehow. [He gives the most crooked, gutted smile he has.]

[alphaophiuchi]

I don't blame you. I don't think I'd risk it in your position either. It's just...not worth it, is it?

[ he offers a smile, one that's more grateful than he can express with words. And then chuckles. ] No kidding. The sinning is easy. It's the whole 'getting attached to people' bit that's harder. And not doing that is easier said than done. I think the drugs and alcohol are our way of coping, rather than the fun they were meant to be.