IC TRUTH OR DARE MEME

[scratchback.livejournal.com]

TRUTH OR DARE

♦ Post with your character.
♣ Respond to others asking for a Truth or Dare
♠ If you think their Truth is false, call Bullshit.
♥ If they're found to be Bullshitting, they have to preform a Dare. ANY DARE. NO EXCUSES.
♦ If they're not Bullshitting, you have to take their Dare.
♣ You can only lie when you're answering a Truth, because fuck you.
♠ If you refuse a Dare first, you have to take a second Dare or honestly respond to a Truth. NO BACKING OUT.
♥ ToD 1 & ToD 2

Comments

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

Tink.

I need a favor.

1/4

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING.

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

Having a pants-related crisis. Sorry, I thought that was obvious.

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

You're having it in my vicinity. I mean. It's like you want me to threshmurder you. Is that it? Are we going through a suicidal angsty phase?

[JUST

KIND OF

EDGING AWAY

SUBTLY]

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

Look, I don't choose when and where I'm gonna have a crisis. This shit just happens.



I'm gonna need a replacement pair.

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[TINY SCREAM]

I NEED AN ADULT!

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

Holy fuck, Tink, they're just legs. How do you function around people in bathing suits?

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

I function just fine when they're not stupid gross Daves who are trying to get a hold of my pants!

MINE. Get your own. SHOO.

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

I don't need -- or want -- the pair you're wearing. Just toss me a spare and I'll be on my merry way.

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

You're not touching my godpants and my jeans wouldn't fit you unless you gave up having leg bones.

[...]

How about my prom dress? It's piiiiiiiink~!

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

Actually, I might need a belt.

And fuck no to the prom dress. I'd look like a giant wad of bubblegum.

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

Prom dress or fairy dress, asshole! I told you. My pants are off limits!

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

Then I guess you're stuck with me. I'm not leaving without a pair of pants.

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

 

 

 

Are you seriously trying to keep me hostage.

For pants.

When I can just fly away.

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

You think I can't catch you?

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

Uh.

Not if I flew high enough. And if I kind of jusTAKE THAT!

[THROWING SPARKLEDUST IN YO' EYES, PANTSLESS]

[FLY FLY FLY]

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[OH GOD OH MAN HE'S TOTALLY TRYING TO STEAL HER PANTS OH SHIT]

OH MY GOD STAY AWAY FROM MY PANTS!

[Kickflailing like a boss and SHEDDING FUCKING SPARKLES EVERYWHERE

LIKE AN OCTOPUS SQUIRTING INK

JUST

SO MUCH GLITTER HOLY SHIT]

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

Hold the fuck still!

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOO, HER PAAAAAAAANTS]

[Vriska is reaching but she falls and the stars are black and coWAIT NO THIS IS KARKAT'S THING

Okay Vriska is

just

screeching and flailing even more, I guess???]

GET OFF, ASSHOLE!

[tempus-mutantur.livejournal.com]

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

[Like flimsy bullshit fairy wings can stop such ~dramatic plummeting~. Gosh.

There is only one option here. Vriska decaptchalogues her FEELINGS JAM PILE. Y HALO THAR, GIANT PILE OF PILLOWS THAT WOULD BE RELATIVELY PAINLESS TO LAND ON?]

 

 

[she's still going to rage though

obviously]