Entry tags:
- borderlands: rhys,
- dragon age: dorian,
- dragonball: kale,
- fate/: cu chulainn (lancer),
- fullmetal alchemist: olivier armstrong,
- killjoys: dutch,
- les miserables: enjolras,
- les miserables: grantaire,
- mcu: jessica jones,
- metal gear: adamska (revolver ocelot),
- riverdale: cheryl blossom,
- the vorkosigan saga: byerly vorrutyer
video; un: eproghuefgdzptrrw
[ Byerly, a handsome fellow with a hard-to-place accent that just sounds a bit different, is lounging on a couch. The angle isn't entirely flattering, since he's filming himself while laying supine, and so there's a view sort of halfway up his nostrils that is a little bit too much information. A bottle of brandy dangles from one hand, and his voice is slurring just a bit. This fellow seems quite drunk. ]
Bonsoir, you grunting peasants and cultureless rubes, and happy Winterfair to all. For those of you who are cultureless monsters, Winterfair is a time when gifts are exchanged and joy is had. My gift to you is that I won't call any of you peasants again for the duration of this broadcast. Winterfair was also the last Emperor's birthday, or thereabouts, which meant everyone had to give him their taxes for the year, but mine's not till later, so you don't need to pay me till then. I'll let you know when taxes are due. Start saving up now.
So what should you all give me instead? I suppose to begin with you could entertain me. What do you say, my cream puffs - a little game of two truths and a lie? You know the rules, since the rules are literally the name of the game. Go on, play with me, do. I'll start. I'm currently rightful Emperor of Barrayar, my great grandfather Pierre once showed up to a Winterfair ball soaked in blood to send a message, I'm terrible in bed.
Anyone who opts out of the game, I'm going to assume they're simply too in love with me to speak with me, so don't play at your own risk.
[ He winks, and then lifts the brandy to his mouth - and it apparently goes down at a bad angle, because he sits up, coughing and spluttering and getting alcohol down his front before he shuts off the feed. ]
Bonsoir, you grunting peasants and cultureless rubes, and happy Winterfair to all. For those of you who are cultureless monsters, Winterfair is a time when gifts are exchanged and joy is had. My gift to you is that I won't call any of you peasants again for the duration of this broadcast. Winterfair was also the last Emperor's birthday, or thereabouts, which meant everyone had to give him their taxes for the year, but mine's not till later, so you don't need to pay me till then. I'll let you know when taxes are due. Start saving up now.
So what should you all give me instead? I suppose to begin with you could entertain me. What do you say, my cream puffs - a little game of two truths and a lie? You know the rules, since the rules are literally the name of the game. Go on, play with me, do. I'll start. I'm currently rightful Emperor of Barrayar, my great grandfather Pierre once showed up to a Winterfair ball soaked in blood to send a message, I'm terrible in bed.
Anyone who opts out of the game, I'm going to assume they're simply too in love with me to speak with me, so don't play at your own risk.
[ He winks, and then lifts the brandy to his mouth - and it apparently goes down at a bad angle, because he sits up, coughing and spluttering and getting alcohol down his front before he shuts off the feed. ]

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Text: un: nunya
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[ what a tragic way to lose a friend that would be. ]
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[ He's wiping at his mouth. ]
Come save me. I need you to suck the poison out.
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video; un: lady
[ it is the slightest lilt to her voice that betrays that she is not entirely serious with this. ]
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[ He bows gracefully in answer. ]
I fear it doesn't precisely line up with the date it'd be observed here, since Barrayar had a different number of days and months. But it was in the spring. And yours?
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video » un: killjoy
[ can she roll her eyes and still smile? apparently yes. ] I know which one's the lie, but I won't give you the satisfaction of saying it.
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And I shan't force you to - if you play the game.
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un: h. devere; video
I may not have the full scope of view on this one, not would I be opposed to verifying it firsthand, but I can guess well enough which of yours is the inauthentic tale. How about something a little more challenging?
As for me: I speak a dozen languages, I’ve had my dead dog stuffed and mounted in my loo back on earth, I’ve successfully forged and committed art fraud.
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But - very well; more challenging. [ He thinks a moment, then says: ] When I was a boy, I nearly drowned due to going out sailing while I was completely shitfaced. My most beloved cousin Donna flew off to another planet to become Dono instead so that she, now he, could inherit the Vorrutyer Countship. I once ran naked for a full mile in the heart of Vorbarr Sultana in full daylight.
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un: nash
We both know that you're the one who's in love with me.
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This seems like a very elaborate scheme to find out more about me.
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[ He presses a hand to his chest in mock-sincerity. ]
You've seen through me. Now. Will you bend to my elaborate ploy?
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Do Emperor's usually bed anything that can say yes, or is that exclusive to your reign?
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God, I'm imagining Gregor screwing - well, anyone. No, this is not usual for Barrayaran emperors. Except for Emperor Serg the Sybaritic, that is.
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video; un: R
You speak very nearly like a Frenchman, monsieur, but I confess I knew nothing of this Winterfair prior to your explanation. I, a cultureless monster. That’s one truth already revealed. I also confess I haven’t any money with which to pay this mysterious emperor’s taxes. Alas, another truth. Whatever I say next can only be a lie. Allow me a moment to dwell on it.
[ He pauses, looking thoughtful, but then his mind seems to skip like a record. He’ll come back to the lie later, if pressed. Obviously he isn't good at this sort of game, but he put forth a valiant effort.]
Where do you come from?
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[ By sighs mournfully, confirming the label - though there's a little grin on his lips. He likes this guy already. ]
I'm from Barrayar, dear fellow - a planet settled partially by Frenchmen. That heritage is the reason for our impeccable taste in intoxicants.
[ He raises his own bottle in toast to Grantaire. ]
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text; un: fgk;;;;;''''aMM,sljdn...
i have heard of this game, and think it must be fun for so
many people to be fond of it, but it's impossible for me to play
myself.
[And... not only because, up until recently, communicating with any community at large has been difficult for her.]
would you be willing to make adjustments for me?
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Well, I suppose that would depend on the adjustments you would like. I can think of a few that would be acceptable, and a few that would be unacceptable.
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video; un: Rivaini
I'm always up for a good game, so I'll play along. What's in it for me if I win?
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A chaste kiss upon the cheek?
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un: THETERRIFICTALEOFTAR
It's sort of an inner battle, though, because he likes to win things and he has a 50-50 chance of guessing which one's the lie. ]
Surely you're not an emporer.
[ He hedges, eventually, having probably thought about replying for like an actual day or more.
(Also he's using video because he's still scared of Omage, thanks.) ]
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What - you don't think I'm regal enough? I'm very regal, good sir.
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video | un: SizzleItUp@LinkedIn
My man, that’s a lot of too long; didn’t listen to brag about your bangin’ skills.
[Oh right.]
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Or maybe I'm being extremely self-deprecating about my skills. You won't know until you guess.
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text; un: unchained
i'm guessing the emperor one because the blood-soaked ball sounds fucking awesome
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text - un: linneus.
But of course the man's brief choke on his brandy draws his concern. It would be rude, not to check on him. By text would be fine, yes? Even if he gets pulled into the game, there is no harm if he can't be identified by his face, right? Right. Too bad his username isn't something a little more generic. He really should fix that.]
Are you all right, sir?
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Dying, I think. Can you believe, though, that you're the only one to ask?
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video; un: armstrong
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[ And he makes come-hither eyes directly at the screen. ]
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[Well, she has to appreciate his confidence, at least.]
I'm not very good at lying.
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Then this shall be perfect practice. Go on.
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voice; Un: Inquisitor
Unbelievable. [ He might of thought that they got off on the wrong foot at their first meeting but seeing this is enough to get him to roll his eyes. It's a wonder they don't roll out of his head.]
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[ Byerly blinks innocently. ]
Well, I think I'm flattered, then. - You are saying that my lie is completely impossible?
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video; un: beatrix
Diana's also at least curious about this.]
Hm. The second is fairly specific, and if I understand the rules of the game correctly, as long as any one of those details is incorrect, it counts. As in, he could have been just your grandfather, or his name might not have been Pierre, but the rest could be true.
So I'll say it's that one. [She has a hunch it was the third, but she's not going to give him that satisfaction. Also, he's drunk enough that perhaps he's honest about it.]
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Generally a sound principle. Logical. Incorrect, though. Want to try again?
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video | un: LANCER
[His tone isn't really judging, exactly. In fact, he's keeping it in mind for later. He's gonna end up drunk and lonely himself someday, and on that day, he'll know how to entertain himself.]
Why not? I'm gonna say it's the Emperor thing that's the lie. At least I'm pretty sure it's not the one about being a terrible lover. No one'd admit that like this, no matter how drunk they were.
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video, un: revolution
This also isn't worth his time, but it caught his eye as he sat writing in a cafe. His lip is curling most disdainfully.]
You are emperor of a land which no longer exists. You've no need for taxes.
[what is 'chill']
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Of course I do.
[ He plucks at his fine coat. ]
These clothes don't pay for themselves. I need money.