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[there is a kid staring up at the sign he's currently attached to by way of bungee cord -- he can only get so far away from it before getting snapped back under it, which apparently he tried, as he's sitting on his ass rather miserably. The sign?

Ask me anything. One day only, no lies.This can only end badly

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[u_jerk]

[twangs on the nice elastic rope]

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You are such an asshole. Stop that.

[u_jerk]

Please. You love me.

No lies, huh?

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That's what the sign says.

[weatherfairy]

No lies? That looks sort of troublesome.

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Apparently.

[weatherfairy]

Do you want help or is it no use? [studies the rope]

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Yes I want help. No, it's not going to work.

[osoruosoruosoru]

Oh dear. *Tries to make a run for it before running into an invisible barrier.*

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[that looks like it hurt so bad]

A-Are you okay?

[osoruosoruosoru]

Ooow. Ow. Ow. Ow. *Checks self over for wounds; nose is bloody*

I... I hurt a lot.

*Eyes widen at what she just said* I-I hate truth zones.

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Ah... I'm not sure that's a good thing to lie about anyway. [pulls out a hand kerchief] Here.

[purpleprosebud]

How extraordinary! If truth's beauty and beauty's truth, does this mean that this is poetry in motion?

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No, it means it's camp being sadistic again.

[purpleprosebud]

But why would telling the truth be unpleasant?

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Because sometimes it's stuff I don't want anyone else to know.

[oztensibly]

Hm?

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...

[throwing rocks at the sign]

[oztensibly]

Oh dear.

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... If you can run away, you probably should.