TRUTH SERUM MEME

[continuousgroaning]

TRUTH SERUM MEME!

Step 1: Post with your character(s)
Step 2: Other characters come along and ask them questions. Anon is OK!
Step 3: Your character is obligated to answer truthfully.
Step 4: Discuss the answers ICly. HAVE FUN

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[killtime]

So, are you unkillable too?

[heliophilic]

[He shakes his head.]

No, I can die. Between the fight computer, carbon fiber muscles, and my healing factor it's pretty hard, but not impossible.

[In fact, he can think of two very close encounters fairly recently.]

My ex got damn close right before the first time I got here. The so-called "suicide squad" got damn close the second time I got here.

[killtime]

Your ex tried to kill you? That's shitty.

[heliophilic]

Best part was he wasn't my ex at the time.

I mean, the second he slid that kitchen knife through my chest it was over, but...

[killtime]

Did you knife him back?

[heliophilic]

No. I kicked him into the second floor, stabbed him through the hand and the leg with a fire poker, smashed his face in with said poker, and stabbed him again with a doorknob.

Then I broke his skull.

[killtime]

...That's about ten times better.

Fuck him. I can't tolerate a traitor.

[heliophilic]

Tell me about it.

The icing on the cake was that he had my past in his head. The part of me that I lost when I became Midnighter. Thought he could break me with an "impossible" choice--my past or my morals.

We'd been dating for months, but clearly the bastard didn't know me at all.

[killtime]

Fatal mistake. Serves the asshole right.

There's a lot of fucking things I would compromise for revenge.

[heliophilic]

...Yeah.

[It still hurt, though. That level of betrayal. More than he'd like to admit.]

[killtime]

...Does it still bother you?

[heliophilic]

[He nods.]

I'd been with the guy for months. I'd grown to care about him. It was refreshing, being with someone... not like me.

And then in one short second, I learned everything he ever said and done was a lie.

[killtime]

You didn't strike me as the sentimental type.

[ A little pause. ]

I'm sorry, M.

[heliophilic]

Up until a few years ago, I didn't either. Then I had to go and fall in love. With someone else, not that asshole.

[Another small nod.]

It's... in the past.

[killtime]

Well, you don't need me telling you that falling in love is a huge fucking liability. You're the one with the computer in your brain — you know that.

[heliophilic]

And that computer in my head already fucked up that relationship. I'm lucky he took me back.

Apollo's no pushover. He can take care of himself.

[killtime]

Apollo?

[heliophilic]

As in Andrew "The Nonah Weatherman and part-time Waiter at Re:Cafe" and not Lester "Claims to be the actual god of the sun" Papadopoulos.

[killtime]

You're dating a weatherman? You. With your cynical, edgy killer vibes.

[heliophilic]

I'm dating a god.

[Okay, not a literal one (see: Lester), but in terms of power? Yeah, even M's considerable skills don't hold a candle to Andrew's.]