VIDEO. UN: LOKI

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[ the sound of the wind storm hollows dully against the cave walls. Loki's squidge, Bacon, can half be seen crawling in the confines of his tacky green jacket and over his knee from where he sits, sometimes ducking and squeaking when a particularly large gust hits. to keep it from screaming, Loki offers his fingers absently, which the little squidge pulls on with its pudgy arms before ducking low again. ]

Hello there, it seems like we'll be waiting this out for some time considering the weather-type circumstances. While we're all rotting away, etcetera etcetera, I thought we could amuse ourselves with a game. A little bit of team bonding funtimes, so to say. [ he twists a dark nailed hand in the air, gesturing. ]

Soo—oo ... it's called Two Truths and a Lie. How do you play? Glad you asked, it's simple! Give two true statements about yourself and add a lie to the mix, shake it up then toss it out there and see if your team members know you well enough to spot the lie.

Usually this is done with copious amounts of alcohol, but we're lacking at the moment. [ pause. ] But—ah—you could always enjoy the satisfaction of being right. It's not like we're doing much else.

NOTE | Feel free to threadjack if that's your thing!! :****

Comments

[dbag]

Yeah, but you weren't playing, I decided to start it off for you. Sooo... you're welcome.

[cachemoney]

I appreciate it. [No she doesn't.] But I'm sitting this one out. I'm not lying for free.

[dbag]

Oh, come on. Don't give me that, you lie for free all the time. Like when you insult my hair when we all know that, objectively, it's great.

[cachemoney]

[She just doesn't want to tell a truth, probably. Gotta keep her mysteriousness intact.]

Oooh. Spoiler alert...

[dbag]

You're just not playing because you can't think of anything good, it's okay. I guess you're more used to Pandoran games, like... "pin the tail on the decomposing corpse"? I'm assuming that's the kind of stuff you guys do.

[cachemoney]

Yep. Yeah. We're not all that different, I guess, since I know Hyperion games all revolve around causing corpses.

[dbag]

Not all of them. ...S-some... some of them, yes, okay. But! I do not take part in those, so. I have good, clean fun, sans corpses.

[cachemoney]

It's almost like you can't make generalizations based on where someone is from, right? Wow. Thanks for that lesson, Rhys.

[dbag]

Okay, fine. You said the death threat thing, I made my potshot, let's call it even. Even though technically you insulted me after that, too, but I'm being a gentleman.

[cachemoney]

[Pffft. She rolls her eyes, because the idea of him being a gentleman is!! Ridiculous!!!] Yeah, okay. I'm nice, I'll let you surrender.

[dbag]

—Okay, no, surrender is not what I said. I'm not surrendering.

[cachemoney]

Okay, have it your way. "Giving up." [Air quotes.]

[dbag]

Ha, ha, ha. Also not my way. I was being nice, it's like you want me to roast you. Do you want me to roast you? Because I totally will if you want me to.

[cachemoney]

I think it'd be funny to see you try, yes.

[dbag]

Oh, okay, right. Funny. We'll see about that. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but I'm gonna roast you. I'm gonna roast you like no one has ever roasted before. So, so watch out, 'cause I'll, uh. Wherever you are, I'll be there, taking copious notes. For roasting purposes. Sooooo, yeah.

[cachemoney]

Oh, my god. Just don't hurt yourself trying so hard. [Because he's a tryhard, that's the joke.]

[dbag]

Yeah, don't hurt your...self... uh, worrying about how bad I'm gonna get you.

I'mmmm gonna go now. Don't forget to do some embarrassing stuff so I can use it as material.