DE: Truth or dare

[bjornwilde]

 Two options for this Friday, both based on the dangerous game of truth or dare. Be sure to note which you'd like to plat.

Option One: In character truth or dare
1- Tag in with a pup or list you'd like to play with
2- Get a request for either a truth or receive a dare (don't forget to tag others with truths or dares)
3- Answer in character, perhaps using dares as EP ideas

Option Two: Truth or dare fic meme
1- Tag in with a pup or list you'd like to play with
2- Get a request for truth or receive a dare (don't forget to tag others with truths or dares)
3- Write a fic, however long, based on what you get

Comments

[wings_of_a_swan]

Combeferre has never been very good at absolute refusals. "Some people do," he says, "but the one time I was called out, I found that accepting, and shooting wide, was a faster way of ending the conflict. And the one time I was a second, I was helping manage things so no one got hurt. As for patching people up after duels--well, I suppose it would teach my hotheaded friends a moral lesson if I refused to do so, but I've never had the heart."

A dare, hmmm? He thinks. Dares are almost futile for Bossuet, really. Given his luck, life--or afterlife--ends up being a dare anyway. Most things worse than Bossuet's usual catastrophes would be too cruel or too crude for Combeferre's tastes. "I dare you," Combeferre says, "to serenade any person in Milliways in public, without showing the least bit of sarcasm about it." There, that seems sufficiently embarrassing, but not cruel. It's really just a less-sarcastic version of how Bossuet normally behaves to Joly anyway. And "public" is a flexible term. Or Bossuet can choose Bahorel, if he wants a victim who will not be in the least embarrassed. "And you can't pick me," Combeferre adds carefully.

ooc: you totally don't have to have Bossuet actually do this. But you can if you want!

[tire_moi_mes_bottes]

"Without..." Bossuet makes a show of rubbing his ears. "Without a trace of sarcasm? I...but no, no, now that we've established you're a game dueler, I would not dare to back down. You might shoot wide at me. A serenade shall be made, in public, without a trace of sarcasm. At least, I'll try. Sarcasm, like innuendo," --looking at you, Enjolras-- "is in the ear of the hearer as much as anywhere else."