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Tell confessa-a-bear

Here's how we do it.

1. Make a post for each character confessing something. It could be ceiling-cat, inner angst, a secret love, or hey, maybe you just want to list all the things that the character feels are so pent up inside him just bursting to get out. Weight of the world on his shoulders?
2. People reply to those posts with reactions to the confessions. It can be "what were you smoking when you did that" or "uhwhat?" or even "nice job, buddy!"
3. Forced honesty, uh-yep.
4. Bonus! Make as many confessions as you'd like!
5. Profit!

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Umm...I used my pheromones to make David kiss me.

I really wish I hadn't, though.

I LOVE PATSY WALKER!

I killed most of the babies and toddlers in my village.

I'm, um... in love with Suzaku Kururugi.

I have ruthlessly killed millions for just being ugly.

I feel guilty for the way I was born.

I have no actual interest in making my country a democracy. Nor do I have interest in keeping the ship a democracy.

I killed several of my brothers as a hatchling, over food.

(http://photobucket.com) ...It's kind of strangely appealing when he's wet...

I'm with Nate but I'm still in love with Jonas.

In order to get my powers I stole pym particles from my dad's stash.

Back when I was a merc I was pretty ruthless. Used to make a habit of not leaving any survivors when I assaulted Imperial facilities. One of the few times I did the Stormtrooper was so traumatized that he couldn't give Intelligence anything useful.

Not a time in my life I'm especially proud of.

... If Dean weren't here, I would probably drink myself to death. Or do something suicidal and get myself killed. Again.

...Sometimes I wish we were never born. Maybe our folks would have survived then.

Or that dad never tried to bring me back from the dead.

Edited 2010-07-28 00:06 (UTC)

The only real father figure in my life was a robot.

I would gladly kill my parents, given the chance.

I kind of like helping people.

I was blackmailed into joining a terrorist organization lead by a man I would later learn was my father.

Edited 2010-07-28 00:20 (UTC)

I knowingly ordered my own father to his death, and I'd do it again.

I have been possessed by an elder god called Chthon who was intent on taking over the world and turning it into his unholy vision. During this time my soul was displaced into a wooden doll. My friends fought to reunite my soul with my body and expelled Chthon. My father, my true father, the one who raised me, died in the struggle.

I'm so glad the Ohm helped me kill the Japanese!

I don't want my other parents to ever show up on the ship.

I hitchhiked from Colorado to New York City after a fight with my father. In New York, I was kicked out of my apartment for failing to pay the rent and spent one night on the street.

I wish I hadn't podpopped without my brother.

I've wished at times that I never awakened here. When I think of my best friends from my former world together in sleep, oblivious to this war...

...oblivious to what I'm going through without them...

...it's sometimes an extremely tempting fantasy.

In the end, though, I'm not so sure I could trade the bonds I forged here for an opportunity to be with them again. You're my family now---you know who you are. If I have to fight this war with any group of people, I'm grateful that it's with all of you.

I used to arrest children back on Naltor. Children who were trying to have an escape from the adults oppressing, and freedom. And I was a child myself.

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