TRUTH OR DARE MEME

[phaseshifter]

TRUTH OR DARE MEME

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Tag other characters to give em truths or dares

Get them from other people in return

Hilarity hopefully ensues

Assume some kind of compulsion for truths to be true and so on for maximum shenaniganry

Play nice, kiddos

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[phaseshifter]

Truth or dare? I'll go easy on you. Relatively.

[warriorscribe]

Ah... I think I should choose truth, this time.

[phaseshifter]

Tales of my dare prowess have preceded me, huh. I'm going to have to be really predictable, then - have you ever been in love? Deets if so.

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[warriorscribe]

Angel, I've lived for about four centuries. The answer is yes, repeatedly - do you want details on all of them?

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[warriorscribe]

[But that amusement doesn't last forever because that means remembering. And remembering all of this is...sad.

Might as well sit down, Angel. It's storytime.]

I...I suppose I could give you a summary. In my mortal life, I remember there was a woman. I don't even recall what it is I found so attractive about her, only that eventually I was so enamored I could hardly bring myself to look at her when our paths crossed. I never did find the nerve to speak to her about my feelings. I know I could have gone to her family and arranged to marry her through them, but...it didn't seem right, to force her into that. What if she couldn't love me? What if she harbored affection for another man, herself? I would be taking her away from her own desires. So I didn't. "Next time I will ask her," I told myself, every time. And then the angels came for me, and I couldn't decline an invitation to live in the domain of God Himself. I regretted not saying anything for a long time, but I'm glad she was able to live her life without loving and losing me, now that I look back on it. I've had that same experience far too many times.

Throughout my immortal days, I...sometimes found myself entangled in marriages of obligation it would seem strange to decline. I had to seem as ordinary as possible, you see, and there was not always a ready way to leave. And with marriage - one hopes - comes love. Though more often than not it was spontaneous, attraction born of the need for comfort during a stressful journey. But...each wife, each lover, I would have to leave. They couldn't know my true age or why I had to go. It would put them in danger from my enemies. However unbreakable her spirit, however sharp his blade, no ordinary man or woman could hope to fight a Fallen Angel and survive. Even if I didn't leave, I would see them grow old and die without me.

I don't know why, but eventually, I- stopped being able to read my own heart. I would fall in love and not even know it, until someone said something or the object of my hidden affections looked at me a certain way, or directly approached me with his or her own feelings... I think my mind is trying to protect itself. It doesn't really work at all.

There was someone I discovered affection for at home, but...she values strength so highly. I wonder if she would have me now, weakened as I am. And if there's anyone now, I wouldn't know.

...This answer is likely not as exciting as you thought it would be. If there's anything I can elaborate on, I'd be glad to.