I don't know which I need first...a shower or a confessional.

[odinbolt]

these are my confessions
just when i thought i said all i could say my chick on the side said she had one on the way

✔ Your character is suddenly compelled to confess things.
✔ They can be about themselves, things they think about others, etc etc.
✔ Format however you like! If you want to make a toplevel and respond to yourself with individual confessions to keep things organized, go for it. If you want to post a bunch of confessions together in the toplevel, that's also cool! Same with having a thread/reply for other characters confessing to yours.
✔ Reply to confessions!
✔ Continue to confess things/assume your character has to tell the truth in threads.
✔ HAVE FUN

Comments

[notimpervious]

It's very normal, in fact.

[requiemshark]

How'd you figure?

[notimpervious]

For most humans, it is a basic biological need. Therefore, it is to be expected that not being able to engage in intercourse will lead to missing it, particularly if a person is in a monogamous relationship with their partner and they have bonded.

[requiemshark]

[Well, that's not how he would've put it.]

You must be fun at parties.

Sorry, though. About your husband.

[notimpervious]

I am! I am very amusing, and I am an excellent singer.

[Please don't let her get drunk.]

Thank you. I appreciate the sentiment.

[requiemshark]

Always a good talent. I bet people I can't hit a target with a k-bar, and then they buy me drinks.

[He's already tempted.]

Hnn. He sounds like a good man. Saw him in one of the dreams.

[notimpervious]

That is interesting! And a good way to obtain free drinks.

[Ephemera no.]

He is. Whose dream? It was not one of mine. No one saw my Love dreams.

[requiemshark]

You get me.

[He likes you, Brennan.]

Sweets. Saw his girl, too. Daisy.

[notimpervious]

He dreamt about Booth? I shouldn't be surprised. Daisy is a sweet woman. Very intelligent. She used to be my intern.

[requiemshark]

It was in a park. Bunch of kids there. It was nice.

Yeah? One of my squad was named Daisy, too. Probably wasn't much like your Daisy, though. What was she interning in?

[notimpervious]

[Kids in a dream that included Booth and Daisy? Brennan smiles.]

Seeley and Christine.

[Not Hank. Sweets never met little Hank. She wishes he had.]

If she was not talkative, hungry for attention, and energetic, then she was not like our Daisy. She interned in forensic anthropology. It was difficult at first -- she was more eager to please than to do good work -- but she found her footing and is now someone I am proud to call a colleague.

[requiemshark]

Christine. Yeah. I remember her.

[Cute little kid.]

My Daisy...hnn. She liked being around people. Around us. Never got tired, never complained.

[He misses her a lot.]

Sometimes it takes a while, figuring out where you fit in a group like that.

[notimpervious]

Christine is mine and Booth's daughter.

[She says that fondly. She misses Christine so much.]

Yes. I think we all had to adjust to one another, it took the longest with Daisy out of all my interns, but she became like family too.

[requiemshark]

Must be hard, being away from them. I never had kids, but I get it. A little.

[Missing the people who matter.]

Family. Yeah. Sometimes they get on your nerves and do stupid shit, but they're more important than anything.

[notimpervious]

It is very hard, yes.

I find that's true in my life. I would do anything for my family, and I know they would do the same for me.

[requiemshark]

Guess you and me have something in common.

[Or did, anyway. He looks away. His first family is gone. But here, in Hadriel, he's found something else. Not the same. Not better or worse. But his.]

Liked your book, by the way.