The Truth Meme!

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• Leave your character's name in the comment section.
• Characters ask one another questions, all replies must be truthful.
• Have fun, no lying.

Comments

[neutronium]

Why do you hate your father?

[circumspector]

You... might want to sit down for this.

[neutronium]

Fair enough. But I assure you, I know about terrible fathers.

[circumspector]

If you're sure....

There's a lot. Jack's... a pretty bad guy. He's a complete asshole, actually. I don't know how to say it worse than once, he gouged out a man's eyeballs with a spoon because he thought it was funny to do while the man's home was burning down.

He locked me up, made me pretend to be a machine, lie to everyone I knew, made me betray the only people I cared about, used a shock collar on me when I disobeyed him, forbid me to speaking to anyone else but him when I wasn't lying to them, never let anyone else see me, drugged me with a substance so much, and so long, that eventually... I needed it to survive. So I could never leave him. That the only way I had out was killing myself.

[neutronium]

Ah.

...sounds like your father and my father would have gotten along.

Though mine tried to be more subtle about his work.

I'm sorry that no one was able to assist you. The only way I made it out alive, to keep from that being my out, was from outside help.

I know others aren't as lucky.

[circumspector]

It's alright. COST found me, and with them I can make sure... that when he dies, when the vault hunters - the people who helped me... destroy what kept me alive -- kill him, he'll stay dead. I'm done crying over myself, about any of it, anymore.

[neutronium]

...the thought of my father returning from the dead is not a pleasant one.

Though given how I killed him, I don't think it would be possible.

But that's good. Tears solve nothing.

[circumspector]

He preferred it when I was little, when I cried, it meant he was in control of me.

So I stopped when I realised. I haven't cried since then. Not for anything.

[neutronium]

When I was small, I would be punished. If I cried, then I'd be punished again for that.

Once I realized that, I wouldn't cry, either.

Different lessons, same result.