001 (text, then video)

[electroburst]

we're playing two truths and a lie. if you've never played, it's a game where you say three things: two that are true, one that isn't, and everyone tries to guess which one's the lie.

if you wanna go hard mode, do it with the camera on.

[ the "camera" comes on a moment later to Reno's grinning face. ]

I'll go first!

One: I've got a license for just about anything that flies, and I'm a certified flight instructor.
Two: I've had the same job since I was twenty-two.
Three: I don't have a favorite color.

[ His poker face is immaculate; there are no tells, just his smirk and his unflinching eye contact with the camera. Good luck with your guess. ]


( this is an open post, so feel free to threadjack and play this silly game amongst yourselves. i only provide drunken party entertainment here apparently. )

Comments

[electroburst]

[ that's a fun story, the materia thing, and so is the "technically" ambidextrous, for that matter, but he doesn't so much as bat an eyelash as Roche works through his thoughts here. nothing beyond what you'd expect someone to react with, eyebrows raising and grinning as if to say yeah? is that your guess? ]

Since when are you allowed to ask for hints, huh? 'sides, I haven't lived there for years, and not just because it's dust along with the rest of Midgar. Back then, you'da heard this guy and his wife peddling their knockoff Banora White drinks all over the slums and that pissed off old lady who always wore a shower cap calling for one of her damn cats we all knew got ate by a stray Guard Hound.

[ it's all, technically, 100% true....... ]

[redlines]

You never said I couldn't, but—

_{[ Is it time for the gigglesnorts again? You. Betcha. ]}

Banora White? Gods, I think I'd take the knockoff over the actual name seeing as every single one I've tried over the last year has tasted like plastic.

_{[ Okay, okay. Serious face. Serious face, Roche. Touchies are on the line here, remember? ]}

...You don't look like much of a Seven if I'm completely honest with you. If you're Midgar born and raised I think I'd peg you as a Four or a Six, but Seven always felt a little too... What's the word, cozy? Even down in the slums.

[electroburst]

[ god dammit, it's hard to keep a straight face when he snorts like that. the corner of his mouth twitches, but he resists. ]

Cozy? The fuck Sector 7 are you talking about? It was cutthroat down there when I was a kid. Those people wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire. Maybe it cleaned up its image after I cleared out; don't know and don't care. It's long-gone now.

[ y'know, thanks to avalanche. haha. yeah. they did it. ]

So, what, is that your guess? Three?

[redlines]

A shame, truly. I never did get to try those skewers they were so fond of.

_{[ He puts on a show of thinking, tapping his chin and everything. Then a nod. ]}

But yes, three.

[electroburst]

—God fucking dammit. Why couldn't you just go with the answer for idiots? What bonehead of a SOLDIER doesn't want to talk about stupid shit like swallowing a materia? You're a big pain in the ass, you know that?

[ someone's butthurt they don't get their free ride :J ]

Nobody wins, bet's off.

[redlines]

Who says I don't? C'mon, Red.

_{[ That brow waggle he's doing right now? That can't be a good sign. ]}

Three out of four. Final round. After that you're going to tell me all about that little incident because I need to know what possesses someone to swallow something made out of mako like that.

[electroburst]

[ if he could smack him through the wave charm, he wouldn't because he doesn't want to break his hand on his thick skull, but he'd seriously be tempted. ]

Yeah, and why don't I just tell you my entire life story while I'm at it? This is getting a little too share-y-care-y for my tastes.

[redlines]

_{[ do it anyway, it'd be funny. ]}

What'll make it even?

_{[ don't make him go with easy ones he has too many :( ]}

[electroburst]

[ time to get nasty again. ]

Sudden death round. One statement, and you guess whether it's true or fake. We flip a coin on who goes. If you're wrong, the other person auto-wins.

[redlines]

<sub>[ It's risky.

Godsdamned is it risky and the worst thing is this guy is picking at Roche's weak spots like a starving animal with that one. He knows it's bait and he still gives it a curious gnaw. ]</sub>

Something innocuous, I take it?

_{[ For their sakes and those of prying ears and eyes, of course. ]}

[electroburst]

Whatever you want. Whatever you think's gonna win you the game.

[ He has some of the local coinage, but he opts for a gil instead, taking it from his pocket and moving it effortlessly between two fingers along his hand. ]

You in? Then call it. Heads goes first.

[redlines]

_{[ Bait. Bait. Bait. ]}

Tails.