that time of the...uh...again

[terribly2shy.livejournal.com]

We've got some new meat this podpop, so let's roll on with the IC truth meme!

Premise: There's something happening to you...you feel strange...like you wore the wrong socks, or you accidentally ate that week old egg salad sanwich in the back of the fridge. Whatever you feel, it makes you suddenly want to be...truthful. More than that: you feel like there's something inside of you just bursting to get out!

It's!


...the truth.

Rules:
1. ICly reply to this post with your characters blurting something truthful out. It can be a deep dark secret they've been harboring, or that crush they have on that one crew member, or anything else. As long as it's the truth, it can be said.
2. Make as many truths as you want. Or..just make one really long list of truths. Whatever makes you feel comfortable.
3. Reply to other people's truths with your characters' reactions. Anything goes. pie throwing?
4. To help people scavenge through the truths, maybe put your characters' names in the subject box. optional.

Comments

[notlewis]

I knowingly worked on a project that is still killing people all over the world.

I work too hard because I don't think I deserve to be alive.

[sonofether.livejournal.com]

You're alive because you have a chance to make it right. At least, that's how I'd consider it, you know?

[notlewis]

That's the only way I can possibly think of it.

[fieldpromoted]

Huh.

No, really. I don't have a better response than that, because I don't know why I'm alive either.

[notlewis]

There are thousands of people who deserve it more than I do.

[fieldpromoted]

Well, I don't know, don't think of it like that. You think of it like that and you'll drive yourself nuts - not that you don't already.

[notlewis]

The moment I start making excuses for myself, the moment I've lost sight of what I did. And I can't let that happen.

[fieldpromoted]

This is why I just try not to talk about it. Or think about it. Or... yeah.

Working yourself into the ground isn't going to fix anything, it'll just buy you more gray hair.

[notlewis]

It makes me feel better.

[fieldpromoted]

It makes other people worry.

[I MEAN WHAT. She seems to have just now discovered the truth serum.]

[notlewis]

There's no need to worry about me, amiga. I'm not worth the trouble.

[fieldpromoted]

[That earns him a smack upside the back of the head.]

Shut up, it's not nice to fish for compliments.

[notlewis]

Ow.

[A somewhat sheepish smile.]

But if you won't give them to me, who else will?

[fieldpromoted]

I'm sure there are other women on the ship waiting breathlessly for a touch of your Latin charms.

[That couldn't be sarcasm, could it?]

[notlewis]

Oh, come on, baby, don't be a bully.

[fieldpromoted]

Sorry. Sometimes I can't resist making fun of you - you're kind of an easy target. But I'll stop.

[notlewis]

I know, I know. It's because I'm a nerd, isn't it?

[fieldpromoted]

Yeah, but I like you because you're a nerd, so don't sweat it.

And your glasses are sexy.

[notlewis]

Well thank you. Perhaps I should wear them more often.

[fieldpromoted]

I think that's what I was trying to say.

[notlewis]

So, have I ever told you I find it sexy when you're naked?

[fieldpromoted]

If that's a ploy to get me naked, it works better when we're elsewhere.