Truth Meme

[folkie]

Truth Meme

Somehow, there is kirin on you.

Most likely, it is the fur of the kirin that was caught in the environment of wherever you’ve been; there is a stray hair on you because one was on the seat you sat on upon the train or because it blew onto the brim of your hat in the wind.

Or it may be because you met the kirin—a playful ungulate moose-sized spirit who prefers not to speak—and engaged with him and gave him a pat, or a scratch behind an ear. Maybe the kirin nosed or licked your hand because you made him laugh (it’s an adorable ‘keh keh keh’ sound).

Unfortunately for both you and the kirin (who had not meant to trouble your day like this, truly), this exposure to his dander has only one reaction, and it happens to 100% of Star Children: you are compelled to tell the entire truth. About what is less specific; you are compelled simply to announce things about yourself—your life, experiences, thoughts, opinions, feelings. No matter if it’s something silly and inconsequential, deep or secretive, life-altering or commonplace. Some may choose to do this by employing Foxi and their relic; others by finding people to exchange truth with to face to face.

When you have met the kirin’s subconscious desire for four hours, you will be free from the truth telling and the recipient of 24 hours of good luck. The good luck will be sometime in the next year rather than in the next day, and you may have no idea where it came from, but you’ll know a lucky day when you have it!

• This meme is game canon unless marked otherwise at the start of threads! Threads can be used for spoons and application samples.
• Assume all characters involved on this meme are affected.
• Characters will compulsively state truths about themselves/their feelings on the network or in-person. Top-levels may include either/both options.
• Please include prompts in your top level.
• All questions will be answered with complete and total honesty. No special abilities, half-truths, or omissions can avoid sharing all of the truth.
• Meme is open until the next truth meme!
• After one month, you may use the kirin mechanic generally in game. It can be one-sided! All truth-telling characters must consent.

Comments

[hollystrike]

As long as you don't need to go through any airport terminals. [Grin.]

...but thank you.

[apuckalypse]

You joke, but I can't fly yet anyway since I don't legally exist. No airports for me!

[What even are airports, anyway. Donnie's probably going to have to forge some wild documentation when they go back, hopefully before he gets himself arrested for something. He doesn't know about passports yet, the horror.]

You're welcome. I'm glad you're okay.

[hollystrike]

Me too. [Cheerfully.]

...as payment, shall I owe you a service? [She is carefully not giving her word because Casey seems very nice but she has just met him. ...if she did promise, she could just be outright straightforward, but such is life.] I'm especially terrible at kissing booboos and finding lost items and people.

[apuckalypse]

Um, you don't have to pay me anything. [He's not sure if there are rules attached to this or something, so:] Or if you do have to, can I grab a snack from your kitchen? I didn't have lunch.

[hollystrike]

Oh. [Blinks. Wow. Yeah, it must have been a while.] Did you just stay here the entire time?

[Uncurling herself from the couch in one swift move and heading for her kitchen. The room rocks a little when she gets to her feet, but it's nothing she can't handle.]

[apuckalypse]

[He looks at her like she just asked the craziest question, untangling himself from his floor blanket and rising to follow.]

Yeah, of course.

[Was he supposed to knock her out and leave?? That's so rude.]

[hollystrike]

Hmm, well. Easy rule of hospitality here to follow: do feel free to raid my cupboards for food at any point you're a guest. If you're not meant to eat it, the food will bite back. [Cheerfully. She opens the fridge.] Do you like sausage?

[apuckalypse]

Bet I can bite harder. [He's fought rats for dinner, he knows how this works!] I like most things. Sausage is good. My uncle made an amaaazing recipe for potato-pepper sausage.

[hollystrike]

What a coincidence. It's the exact type I have. [With a raised eyebrow and an amused smile, she will pull out... uh, leftover pork sausages. But in her defense, they do taste quite nice with the seasoning, they're just not potato-pepper.

...although she has a suspicion.] What are the ingredients for that?

[Gonna pull out some cheese and a lil bit of salad to go with the sausages.]

[apuckalypse]

Uh... let's see...

[Can he remember it by heart?? It's on the little recipe card back home. He rattles off a few ingredients (obviously sausages, potatoes, and some bell peppers) along with a handful of spices (more pepper! salt! paprika...? he's definitely missing one). It sounds pretty good, and very simple, which is extra good for a kid still learning to cook (and what, like, normal food is).]

[hollystrike]

[He'll probably have to write it down for her because her little brain tunes out somewhere in the middle of preparations, though that ingredient list does sound lovely. While he's talking, she'll pat at the little round table in the corner of her kitchen with its chairs and slide the plate down onto its red and white checkered tablecloth.]

For you, growing boys, etcetera etcetera.

[apuckalypse]

[This growing boy gives her a bright smile at the delivery.]

Thanks. Don't suppose you've got anything that can make me grow vertical?

[He's joking (mostly). Time to shove a whole sausage down his throat at record speed.]

[hollystrike]

I may have a stretching rack in my guest room. [She's putting a kettle on.] Or magic beans back home. They grow beanstalks.

[apuckalypse]

Are beanstalks supposed to make you taller?

[If there's a story here, he is clearly unfamiliar.]

[hollystrike]

Oh, yes. You are what you eat and all. [Eyebrow waggle.] You grind some down and mix it with a little orange juice, goes down well. Might make you a little tipsy, though.

[Sometimes Katie's lies are carefully crafted things. Sometimes she's just full of shit.]

[apuckalypse]

Maybe I'll try it, then.

[Full of shit or not, he's never had beans with orange juice. He will try literally anything once.]

[hollystrike]

Well. If I ever find a beanstalk in the wild, I'll cut it down and bring it to you.

[apuckalypse]

[He blinks at that. Actually...]

I don't know what a beanstalk is. Are they tall?

[hollystrike]

Not particularly, but they tend to grow in high up places. There's a little bit of climbing involved.

[apuckalypse]

Huh... I'll keep an eye out for something like that, then!

[Poor kid has no idea.]

[hollystrike]

[And she told him she lies and everything! She's so amused.]

You want a drink to go with that? [Sticking her head in the fridge. She has like... uh. Orange soda. Well okay and varying alcohols, but maybe not over a plate of sausage and salad.]

[apuckalypse]

Oh, sure. Just water's fine.

[He's not fussy, he loves water. It's so clean here.]

Been a while since I've checked out one of these houses. I lived in one near here for a little bit- I think maybe two or three trees over? Do you like it here?

[hollystrike]

[Oh, water she can do. Katie closes the fridge and goes to the sink instead. She wouldn't trust the water at home, particularly, but here? Seems drawn quite fresh, indeed. Pouring him a glass.]

No, it's terrible. Do you know much about cats and trees where you're from?

[apuckalypse]

No cats or trees where I'm from. [Not anymore, at least. Maybe there's cat bones in his echo. Or cat yokai bones. Anyway.] I learned about them here, though! They love to climb.

[His brows lift, eyes gleaming with fresh understanding. Aha, he gets it.]

[hollystrike]

[Katie has tried not to look too hard at those bones. She slides the water onto the table by his plate.]

Do they? I wouldn't know. [Grin.] Back home, you'd have all these silly cats climb up the tree and then realise they couldn't climb back down again. Firemen were called. Occasionally superheroes on their way home.