LIAR HELL MINGLE - GAME NIGHT TRUTH OR DRINK

[neigh_sayer]

Who: Anyone
Where: Some Fance Liar Restaurant (or where ever)
When: Thursday Afternoon-Evening

[HEY DUDES IT'S A MINGLE, BUT ALSO TRUTH OR DRINK

Sometime Thursday all idols will get a text, or maybe they just heard word of mouth, of some upscale restaurant! All drinks and food are FREE...........if you participate in Truth or Drink!! It's an idol exclusive promotion, and the 'payment' is just that, participation! No worries, nothing is being filmed (though if you want some fans creeping through the window, feel free), but if you don't play you'll have to barter something else for your food and drink!

For those in Vengeance hell, they can play via face time at a smaller cafe on the other side--one of the vengeance demons lost a bet to a liar demon and that's the only reason they're participating. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

HAVE AT. Don't want truth and drink? feel free to use this mingle for something else entirely like normal.]

Comments

[foolmetwice]

-- what?

[taken. . . aback??]

Really? [a pause] . . . why?

[afailedmurder]

[shrugs and takes a drink]

[foolmetwice]

[. . . what]

[what!1]

Hey-- no, I'm serious. Why?

[why does A care to help Mars get in contact with his transferred boyfriend??]

[afailedmurder]

I already have the information I need. Sharing a lead with you doesn't make any difference to my objective.

[foolmetwice]

[still an unsatisfactory answer!1]

No. But it's not like you're going to get anything out of sharing with me.

I don't have anything to offer you in return.

[afailedmurder]

You're not exactly inspiring future acts of altruism...

[foolmetwice]

[a bit blandly]

I'm so unused to acts of altruism I can't help but question the motives behind them.

[a long. . . pause. . .]

. . . thanks, I guess. I do wanna know what you know.

[afailedmurder]

[pulling out a notebook, tearing out a page, and copying down contact info of some of the demon fans he's been talking to]

I've already taken my drink. If you can't figure it out, that's hardly my problem.

[shoves the paper over to him]

[foolmetwice]

[t. . . takes the paper, gaze flickering down to scan the contacts, before he folds it up and slips it into his pocket]







We are so fucking bad at this thing called communication that we have to play stupid drinking games to get even a kernel of honesty from each other.

[afailedmurder]

[putting his notebook away]

I'm aware.

[foolmetwice]

[tucks a cigarette into his mouth and promptly props his feet up onto the table as he lights up. rude!!]

That doesn't bother you, either?

[afailedmurder]

[gross]

It is what it is. I don't communicate honestly with most people.

[foolmetwice]

[his aim was to get A drunk in revenge for Hell Bachelor Group watch and now they are here and he doesn't know what's happening anymore]

Yeah, neither do I. If you haven't noticed.

[WRY]

[afailedmurder]

Then why do you want to do so now?

1/2

[foolmetwice]

Originally I just wanted to get you shitfaced 'cause I thought it'd be funny.

[he says bluntly]

[foolmetwice]

[. . . but, more seriously, after a drag of his cigarette]

But— . . .

You know a lot of the actors on these shows are brainwashed zombies, yeah? Demons and transferred idols alike. They play their part and do nothing else, and the moment you try'n snap them out of it, you get manhandled by security.

And it isn't like we can control when and where we get transferred.

[shrugs]

Figured since I'm technically a transferee I should take advantage of my free will while I've got it.

[afailedmurder]

Ah...

When you put it that way, I suppose I can understand.

Though I have to wonder if you'd even believe me if I told you...

[foolmetwice]

What're you gonna do, lie to me? After already telling me that you aren't that different from the Crow I know?

Nah. You don't have much reason to do that.

[afailedmurder]

Because I understand how much you must miss him. In a few key ways, you're more like me than you are like Joker.

And... because you called me your friend. Even in sarcasm, that made me a little happy.

[anyway that was all very embarrassing to say, so he's going to nom some nachos as an excuse to avoid eye contact]

1/2

[foolmetwice]

[immediately, defensively]

I don't miss hi--

[foolmetwice]

[. . . yeah well okay maybe he does, in that kind of. . . one-missing-their-nemesis-who-is-THEIR-nemesis-and-not-anyone-else's kind of way? sometimes he thinks it'd be nice to have someone from his world here, so he could stop having to constantly remind himself that Fox and Noir and Panther and Crow are not his]

[GRUMBLES IRATELY AND THUNKS HIS FOREHEAD AGAINST THE TABLE]

[and mutters something unintelligible against it, what was that Mars, A can't hear you]

[afailedmurder]

[a smarter man would have used his foresight, but A really wants to know what he said]

What was that?

[foolmetwice]

I said you're dumb.

[THAT IS NOT WHAT HE SAID]

. . . kidding. I said you're a sap for saying something so cheesy like that.

[but he doesn't sound dismissive or even disgruntled or anything, just like. hella tsun]

[afailedmurder]

Well...

[Thinks on that for a bit, washing down his nachos with a drink, then two]

Fuck you for making me say it.

[Yes, that seems right. A polishes off his drink and raises his hand to summon another.]

[foolmetwice]

[HA]

[cracks a grin, pleased]

You're fucking welcome.