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[ruecherche]

Well, I'm curious...

Why do you lie? Who do you lie to?

If you're uncomfortable being even that honest, you're more than welcome to use the anonymous option. I won't hold it against you.

((down for the night. i'll pick up stuff tomorrow and if i don't -- poke me like hell if you want to continue))

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[healingcock]

...

[ruecherche]

Hm?

[healingcock]

Difficult question.

[ruecherche]

Do you think?

[cfudanon]

I lie to everyone. I wish I didn't have to, but... I can't tell them the truth yet.

[ruecherche]

Oh? Well, assuming your lies would give you away, dear, why can you not be truthful?

[cfudanon]

Well, I guess I could, here -- my family isn't here, and they're the ones keeping me from being truthful, mostly. And most of the people here aren't from my world anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter if they know. But... well, I've spent my entire life pretending to be someone I'm not -- or maybe it'd be more accurate to say, pretending I'm not who I am. So it's hard to just stop doing that, you know?

[ruecherche]

If you pretend long enough, do you think you'll ever forget that it's a lie then?

[raepyourwords]

Everyone eventually. It's part of the job. Lying is just another part of getting things accomplished.

[ruecherche]

Your job is to lie?

[raepyourwords]

In so many words, yes.

[dancemecanique]

Hmm~ well, sometimes it's really fun.

[ruecherche]

Is it? What sort of things?

[dancemecanique]

Tricks and stuff. Like telling a new kid that the gorillas just want to be loved or Marcy enjoys innocent hugging.

[ruecherche]

You lie for mischief then. Wicked of you.

[servicewitha]

Why do you?

[ruecherche]

Because my life is little more than a performance. Who I am is not whom I'm expected to be, so I lie about who I am in order to be who they want.

[servicewitha]

That sounds complicated.

[ruecherche]

Unfortunately so. And you?