mercy meme

[magnitudes]

forced truth meme

1. Post your character(s)
2. People respond to your character with a question

3. Your character must reply, and they must reply honestly
4. ????
5. Have fun. Fun is obligatory. Lack of fun will result in severe repercussions.

Comments

[restingstitchface]

I am trying to provoke certain emotional responses.

[Yes. Yes he is. He just loves to push and poke and break those buttons!]

If you cannot handle it, I suppose I will have to ask the big bat instead of the second string.

[earlybird]

Don't.

[ An impressive snarl for a small Robin. Damian's particularly touchy about Scarecrow setting his sights on Batman instead, however innocuous it may seem. ]

You deal with me.

[restingstitchface]

Not unless you answer the question.

How do you feel about your constant need to prove yourself?

[Honestly though. He'll just deal with Batman ANYWAY. Come at me, bro.]

[earlybird]

Frustrated.

[ Like the word is dragged from him, after he bothers to give any serious thought to the question at all, and he clenches his jaw before any further explanation can escape. ]

There. Answered. Satisfied, Crane?

[restingstitchface]

Yes.

[He speaks with a calm tone - and ticks off his notes.]

It must be hard, living up to your father's example. But perhaps we'll talk about that later on.

[earlybird]

I don't think so, freak.

[ Boy is rude. ]

What kind of game are you playing here?

[ He doesn't believe for a single second that Scarecrow's seriously trying to reform. ]

[restingstitchface]

[Wow. Now he'll get Batman just to spite the little shit.]

A game? Do you believe I'd extend my efforts on a game with a child like you? Research is my life. I am adapting to utelize the opportunity afforded to me. This is a challenge, an intellectual one, fielded by a bully and a coward.

[And because he can't escape the curse of the meme.]

I am not a coward.

[earlybird]

I'd believe it, but then again, I'm no child.

You only think you're not a coward. But men like you are nothing but shifty rats, scrabbling and biting for a piece of greatness. Do you want to be remembered, Crane? Recognized for your work?

[ Two can play this game, whether or not it's acknowledged as one. ]

[restingstitchface]

Those intelligent enough to use cunning are called worse than that, I assure you. Yet when the physically gifted use their abilities it's called heroism. It's hypocritical enough that it isn't even amusing.

And yes, yes I want recognition, but recognition is not all I want. I want the thrill of discovery. And, just as importantly, I want people scared of me.

[earlybird]

Weak and delusional.

[ Damian laughs. Right in his face. At least someone is amused here. ]

Who would be afraid of you? Take away your toys and you're more of a clown than the Joker was.

[restingstitchface]

[He smiles it away. Such bravado! Such fear.]

And you're choosing to talk to me. Perhaps the clown here is you. Take away your toys and you're less capable a hero than your father. It's quite charming, really.

[Adorable!]

[earlybird]

[ He fully intends to bite back: that he is just as capable a hero as his father, that he will be even better, that he accomplishes what he does just fine with fists and feet and doesn't even need the tricks his predecessor's relied on to survive, but what comes out instead-- ]

I'm not a hero.

[ His jaw clenches at the slip. ]

Keep talking, Scarecrow. I'll make you eat every last word later before you're back behind bars.

[restingstitchface]

[He doesn't speak for a while, not out of caution or fear but assertion. There is nothing bordering danger in this, for him.]

Arrogance and brutality. The bully's weapons of choice. And like them, you have no idea how to act like a normal child. [He clicks his tongue in his cheek.] I'll expect you to be punctual, at least.

[And with that he'll switch his camera off. Try getting the last word now, bird.]