37th ♫ | to your love, that wilted flower

[mytarget]

 THE TRUTH OR DARE MEME



How this works:
-It's a big game of truth or dare! Throw up a top level for your character and other people tag in to be issued with a question or a dare
-Tag around, ask for truth dare from everyone else!
- Want to opt out of a dare or a question? WELL THERE'S SOME HOT SAUCE SHOTS WITH YOUR NAME ON THEM
- Shenanigans

Comments

[oddberd]

You can pick truth if you're scared.

[Licks her finger, turns a page.]

[zweihandler]

Wh-- I'm not-- I'm not scared.

[ she slams a hand, palm down, onto the desk. ]

Dare me. I'll do it.

[oddberd]

[Looks up, looks back down at her book.]

...Dare you to write a love poem to Zwei and hand it in as your work to the detention teacher.

[zweihandler]

What the hell, Kivi, friends don't call friends out like this.

[ but she's dragging her notebook over and readies her pen. she's doing this. she'll make you regret this. ]

Does it have to be a minimum length or what? Any creative rhymes? Or am I winging it?

[oddberd]

Classical sonnet. And I'm strict about meter. Think you can contain your passion to a mere sixteen lines?

[zweihandler]

So, just for the record, I don't know a classical sonnet from my ass but I can do rhymes so that's about where I'm setting the bar.

[ She's already scribbling furiously, though. Because of course her FIREY THROES are going to inspire great poetry. Or at least great bullshit. One or the other. ]

I'm reading this out loud when I'm done, by the way. So you can know exactly what you've done.

[oddberd]

Poems are meant to be read aloud. I look forward to it.

[zweihandler]

[ Scribble. Scribble. Scribblescribblescribblescribblescribble. Scribble.

And then, wham Erina slams her hands on the desk. ]

It's done. Just remember. This is your fault.

[ She pushes her seat back from the desk and-- Erina are you-- ERINA STOP CLIMBING UP ONTO THE TABLE YOU ENORMOUS INFANT GET DOWN FROM THERE. ]

My fellow delinquents! Your attention. Please.

[axequestionslater]

Piss off!

[ enjoy that crumpled up ball of paper aimed at your head erina. ]

[oddberd]

[The table-climbing earns a rare surprised laugh out of Kivi. She covers her mouth with both hands to suppress the giggle and slides down behind her desk, absolutely d e l i g h t e d.]