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]

That's a hotly debated topic. [ He puts his hands up and moves them like a balance scale, like he's weighing one against the other. ] I mean. Teeechnically. I'm counting it as a yes, 'cause I need a lie.

[timebender]

Hmm. Perhaps we should start over! And you can just list off two of your less impressive accomplishments and then a suitable lie to go with them.

[ Which is about as close to calling BS as she's going to get. ]

[dbag]

[ He rolls his eyes a little and sighs, long-suffering. ] Okay, fine, but only because you're the only one not being a douche about this.

Sooo, uh. Okay. I'm a total leet hacker. [ Did he say leet without a trace of irony??? He sure did. ] I have a pistol thing that shoots fire. And I have three robots, technically.

[timebender]

Is it the fire pistol? That seems inefficient.

[ The robots she can believe. Easily. The leet hacker is up for debate, but he didn't say successful or good hacker, so.... ]

[dbag]

[ Um, he said he was LEET. ]

Would you believe Fiona actually has one of those? It's— I mean, it's actually kind of cool, but yes, inefficient! All it does is shoot cool bullets and look really cool, it's. It's just so lame.

[timebender]

I would believe that it exists, does that count?

[ She's still dubious about how cool it would actually be, but he seems enthusiastic. ]

Who is Fiona?

[dbag]

Oh. Right. She's my... frrriend...? [ This is a sad, uncertain, pathetic declaration of friendship. More sure: ] Friend, she's my friend. Has a dumb edgy hair streak, wears a lot of hats, kind of mean.

[timebender]

[ His first mistake was mentioning Fiona at all. His second mistake was not sounding at all confident in calling her a friend. Aradia draws the only logical conclusion, and grins. ]

Your friend. I see! [ Luckily, he's also said the magic word. ] People with a good taste in hats are always worth befriending.

Ah, unless you meant that figuratively?

[dbag]

Figur— what, figurative hats? [ It takes a second for that to even make sense at all. If only the hats were figurative. ] Uh, no, the hats are very real. And note I did not say good taste in, I said wears a lot of.

[timebender]

Even a broken clock is right three times a day!

[ Yes, she said three, and yes she did so on purpose. ]

Well, this was a fun diversion, but I'm being told it's dinner time. At least I think that's what that noise means! So I should probably get to that.

[dbag]

Three times a— [ YOU'RE SO WEIRD ]

...Right. Okay. Have fun with that.