Two Truths and a Lie

[thechoiceisyours]

• Make a toplevel for your character
• ICly post two truths and a lie! Or four truths and two lies, or multiple sets of two truths and a lie, or whatever you want. Just make sure to make it clear how many lies there are for others to guess.
• Other characters reply and try to guess the lie
• Learn things/Discuss/Respond to other characters
• Make sure to put in a content warning if any of the truths/lies would warrant one
• Have fun!

Comments

[prophesiedone]

[Welp, he should've seen that coming...]

How about...

- I hate sand.

- I saved a Tusken Raider once.

- I wasn't a slave as a kid.

[castintofire]

{A grin!}

That is better!

Mm. You have mentioned a hot home, so I cannot imagine you enjoying sand too much. Having been a slave would make sense, for I know you wish to defend others in whatever manner you believe best.

But what is a Tusken Raider?

[prophesiedone]

[He had played dirty with that one.]

You're right. I hate sand very much and I was a slave. [See his clever wording? I wasn't a slave as a kid. There's the lie.]

Tusken Raiders are a race on Tatooine. Wild and brutal. I found one crushed under a rock and nursed him back to health.

[castintofire]

{Maedhros blinks, then chuckles and tugs Anakin in for a hug.}

You never fail to surprise me. I hope that skill never dies.

[prophesiedone]

[What is he to do with tall affectionate Elves? His life is so hard.]

All I did was give him water and some food. I kept the wildlife off of him for a night and splinted his leg. By the time I woke up the next morning, he had left.

[castintofire]

{The worst! Maedhros rests his cheek on the top of the Man's head.}

That is probably more than he expected.

[prophesiedone]

[No, he isn't enjoying this at all. It's horrible.]

I think so. He left the gun behind for me to defend myself. The desert is a dangerous place in the dark.

[castintofire]

{That explains the struggling to escape the snuggling Elf.}

Thus placing himself in danger. I think you made a friend.

[prophesiedone]

[He shrugs a shoulder, his good humor evaporating.]

Until I murdered his village, at least.

[castintofire]

{Maedhros presses a gentle kiss to Anakin's forehead.}

For a time, you had a friend.

[prophesiedone]

[The acceptance never ceases to amaze him. He wants to do better; to be better to assuage the guilt that he has rightly earned.]

They tortured and killed my mother. If he was amongst them, I doubt he recognized me.

[castintofire]

{Maedhros has very little ground to stand on in terms of judging others. And he can understand Anakin.

Not to mention he cares about this Man.}

I would likely have done the same, were I in your place.

[prophesiedone]

It's...natural to feel rage. Hatred. Those emotions make me stronger in the Force and that was the first time I realized that in full.

[He slips an arm around Maedhros, glad to not be alone.]