ITP: TRUTHINESS

[skinofalizard]

[Today (or tonight, for you vampire sorts), in the center of Camp, there is a chalkboard.

A zombie appears and writes something on it.

Comments

[certifiably]

This is practically routine by now.

[runstowardsfire]

Ah--you have been forced to tell the truth many times before?

[certifiably]

Twice before, if my memory serves me right.

[runstowardsfire]

Ah, this place must have many secrets then.

[certifiably]

Everyone's got something they don't particularly want to share, right? Digging those things up is practically Camp's specialty.

[runstowardsfire]

So it seems . . .

[certifiably]

Whatever. I'd say this sort of effect is inconvenient at worst.

[runstowardsfire]

That would depend on the secret, wouldn't it?

[certifiably]

It's not like it compulsively forces you to automatically tell your deepest secrets. If you're careful about what you say, you can get away more or less unscathed.

[runstowardsfire]

Loopholes, in other words.

[certifiably]

Yeah, those!

[runstowardsfire]

Which means that saying things about how tea is nice can mitigate this effect.

[certifiably]

Tea is pretty great, right? But, well, as long as you're careful not to pointlessly try and tell lies, it's not much of a threat.

[runstowardsfire]

With good biscuits too.

Yes--it's not that hard.

[certifiably]

Of course, what's a cup of tea without a good plate of tea cakes?

[runstowardsfire]

A rushed one?

Cake would be very welcome most of the time. Or iced buns.