Monday DE: Lies, Damned Lies, And Statistics

[splash_of_blue]

*skids into place* Afternoon, all! Sorry for the late DE - I took a long weekend off work as a birthday present to myself and so I'm still off work today (and tomorrow). Totally forgot about the Daily Entertainment!

Anyway, here's one inspired by the British comedy panel show, Would I Lie To You?:

Have your characters (as many as you'd like) say something about themselves - either true or false, but the more apparently unlikely or obscure, the better! The statement can be drawn from canon, Millicanon or your own personal headcanon for them... or can, of course, be totally false.

(If you've seen Captain Marvel: think Nick Fury's claim that if toast is cut diagonally, he can't eat it. )

Other players can then tag with up to 3 questions per statement, to be answered in character, and then must guess whether or not the original statement is true.

Have fun! (Also, thanks go to Eric for proof-reading this in an attempt to ensure I was explaining it coherently.)

Comments

[snarky_spider]

I have to sleep with my head pointed South while in New York.

[splash_of_blue]

How do you always make sure you know where South is?

[snarky_spider]

I orient off the ocean.

[irish_vagabond]

But why tho?

[snarky_spider]

Cause otherwise, the ocean would be on the wrong side.

[irish_vagabond]

Right, okay, but... But why would there be a wrong side and a right side for the ocean?

[splash_of_blue]

Why only in New York?

[snarky_spider]

Well, honestly it could be in any city on the East coast. I just am currently living in New York. The ocean's on the wrong side if I sleep any other way.

[snarky_spider]

Cause the ocean is supposed to be in the West. Comes from living in California for so long.

[splash_of_blue]

What happens if you're unable to tell where the ocean is?

[irish_vagabond]

What if you're stuck in a place where the bed is pointing east-west and you can't change its position?

[snarky_spider]

Oh, I can usually sleep fine if I'm not aware of where the ocean is.

[snarky_spider]

Then I sleep horribly!

[angry_friendship_wolf]

My brother shot me in the back with an arrow once.

:/

[snarky_spider]

Did he just have bad aim or was it a revenge thing?

[death_gone_mad]

Brothers are the worst, aren't they? So, did you die?

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Excuse you, my brother's aim is amazing. He has the best aim of any little brother.

But it wasn't a revenge thing either.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

No, no, my brother is the best. And no, I didn't die.

[death_gone_mad]

I have the most unique name out of all the people in the town in which I am living.

[snarky_spider]

A bet then?

[irish_vagabond]

True, because that is exactly what brothers do.

[irish_vagabond]

Hmm...okay, sure, it might be true.

[death_gone_mad]

Oh, shoot, that was two questions. ...
...

What kind of arrow was it?

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Not a bet.

(But if it was, I so would've won.)

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Like a pointy, stabby arrow. You know the kind. It was made from divine light and stuff.