Two Truths and a Lie

[lifetothefullest]

• 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. Feel free to make a blank toplevel and then respond to yourself with multiple batches of truth/lie combos!
• Other characters reply and try to guess the lie
• Learn things/Discuss/Respond to other characters
• Feel free to assume there's some sort of compulsion to reveal things/explain/whatever, it's a meme
• Make sure to put in a content warning if any of the truths/lies would warrant one
• Have fun!

Comments

[aroundthecoroner]

God, I'm sorry. I'm bad at thinking up lies.

... And yeah, you win.

[ghostlocked]

You could've said that you can cook. Or that you have good fashion sense.

[aroundthecoroner]

Okay, now you're just being mean. I could've said that my boyfriend is tolerant of my kitchen handicap or my taste in shirts.

[ghostlocked]

I will always lovingly give you shit about the onion thing, but I'm not sorry about the shirts. In fact, between the two of us, pretty sure you're the one that owes me an apology for putting me through that shit.

[aroundthecoroner]

They're good shirts, Harlan. Maybe you're the one without fashion sense. Mister cartoon character closet.

[ghostlocked]

Not anymore. I'm slowly stealing your entire hoodie collection.

[aroundthecoroner]

Wh- I thought you said I had bad fashion sense, what the hell? I wondered why I couldn't find as many.

[ghostlocked]

It's cold here. I have to make sacrifices.

[aroundthecoroner]

I'm raiding your closet and switching the hoodies out with my t-shirts.

I'm stealing your shirts, too.

[ghostlocked]

So I'll teleport down to your room and steal them back. I'm not wearing your garbagey t-shirts.

[aroundthecoroner]

What if I throw them in the ocean?

[ghostlocked]

You wouldn't.

[aroundthecoroner]

Don't test me, HH.

[ghostlocked]

I can just teleport to the shops and re-up my wardrobe anyway.

[aroundthecoroner]

Cool, on my way to the nearest cliff then.

[ghostlocked]

[ghostlocked]

[ghostlocked]

I'm calling your bluff.

[aroundthecoroner]

[A little while later Michael sends Harlan a recording of him throwing a shirt into the ocean from a pebble beach.]

You asked for this.

[And after cutting off the recording he definitely doesn't go out and grab it before it can float too far. (He doesn't want to litter!!!)]

[ghostlocked]

[holy shit.]

Oh my god. Well played. Did not expect you to actually do that.

That said, a million bucks says that's not my shirt.

[aroundthecoroner]

[Give him a second he's fishing a shirt out of the ocean.]

Uh, what would make you say that? You think I'd, like, throw my own shirt in the water?

[ghostlocked]

Yes.

[aroundthecoroner]

Well, I totally didn't. It's definitely yours.

[ghostlocked]

Uh huh. Show me the shirt.

[aroundthecoroner]

I, uh, I can't, it's in the ocean.