Hello, welcome to my 8465746863498th Forum Game, the Truth or Dare thread! However, I'll make this slightly different from our usual truth or dare thread. How, though?
You either ask the person below you for truth in order for them to ask a question that will unlock the depths of your character or dare for a prompt that your character will probably remember for an eternity. If the person below finally cites their truth/dare, you can edit your post corresponding to it! Here's an example.
Truth for him ;)
"A-ABSOLUTELY DELIRIOUS! THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I'LL DO THAT!" He yelled out of panic, crouching. "S-Someone so pure like her... turn to the diabolical likes of me?! No, no. Nononononono. NOOOOOOOO!! S-She's a goddess! I will NOT do such an action to damage her holy name!"
"A truth, huh? If that is the case, then have you ever thought of turning your... girlfriend into a vampire? It would certainly make for an interesting one, indeed."
Splotch rolled his eyes. "Ugh, fine." Teleporting away from Nobutaka, he reappeared in front of Veto, who was dragging out the body of a cat he had just killed.
"Splotch?" The cat dropped the scruff of the body he was dragging, and grimaced at the ink cat. "What are you doing here?"
A scroll that detailed the dare he was given appeared in Splotch's paw, and he started to read it. "It says here that I am to do your bidding for one full day; also known as 24 hours."
Veto's face darkened. "Is this a joke? There's no way you will be able to follow those rules."
"It's a dare, Veto," the black being pressed. "I have to do it."
Upon hearing this, a smirk formed on the blue-gray cat's face. "In that case, I demand you to take these collars off of me."
Splotch perked up his ears in alarm. "What, no! I am not doing that."
Veto snatched the scroll out of his hands, and held up the ink-smeared parchment.
"That is the one thing I will not do," he hissed.
"Then go away!" Veto snapped. "I do not want to hear your voice, or your face, for the rest of the day."
The black cat snorted. "Fine, fine. That, I can do." Within an instant, he teleported to a chamber within Vanilla's house. Grabbing a few blank scrolls, he laid down near the abyss, and started writing a spell to electrocute Veto whenever he asked him to take off the collars.
"I can manage 24 hours without talking to Veto," he grumbled.
"Tell me, how do you feel being born into a gang? Is there any other type of life you think you would enjoy more?"
Dare for Astraea!
'Oh man oh man..' Astraea thought before taking a huff and mustering all the courage she could. She's never done anything of the sort as to be rude to the spirits, so she decided to just use a lesser one for safety precautions.
Quickly drawing up a summoning sigil and chanting nearly incomprehensible words, in just a few minutes later a lesser spirit arose. "Ah, hello again Vergil." Astraea said, as she had already met this one before. "Yes hi. Is there anything you needed?" Vergil replied with a slur in it's voice, obviously it had just woken up. Astraea remembered the dare in the first place and held her breath. "No, I just wanted to disturb your sleep that's all. I'm surprised lesser spirits are allowed to have such a privilege! Surely the greater spirits are rolling their eyes to know someone so low as you can do the things they can!" She bit her tongue once she had spit it out.
Vergil had a blank expression. Was it shock? Its gaze wandered before landing back on Astraea's black eyes and it's mouth slowly opened. "What's gotten into you? Had a rough night?" A little chuckle came out. Astraea was left a little dumbfounded thinking it would've done worse. "Aha.. I- I um.. well no.." She stuttered, not sure what to say. Vergil laughed and spoke "Silly as always." before vanishing. She bit her lip roughly knowing that could've gone better.
"Spirits're sort of your thing... I dare you to mess with one? Like, piss it off."
"You guys already know I'm up for a dare. Do your worst!"
"Oh." Vanessa shifts a bit. "Light up shoes, haha... I'm." Vanessa inhales. "A dare is a dare." In no time, Vanessa has taken off her regular white sneakers and put on the infamous light up shoes. No, not the normal ones - Skechers light up shoes. Bulky with a obnoxious "S" printed onto the side. They weren't actually that bad, but there was an offputting vibe about them. "To be honest, these were hella hard to find in my size. I got them like, a year ago," now that they were on, Vanessa was a little less nervous about it. "No pictures, okay? And if you tell anyone I will never forgive you. No one can know of this. These babies are still elusive."
"Do my worst...? Um, alright... I dare you to wear your light up shoes? Uh, that is if you actually have them..."
"Dare, please."
"Ehhh... since you didn't specify whether truth or dare, I'll just ask you a question I'm curious of. Hmmm... how do you feel the first time you woke up, being fused with the-- strange Pokemon thingy Papa talks about?"
"Y'know what, truth! Papa says that I shouldn't let strangers command me, so I'll just reveal a bit about myself!"
"Ooh... Good question..." Her finger rests on her chin, deep in thought. "Papa told me about the Little Mermaid once, but is being human really that bad...?"
"I want to be human so I can learn more about it. Papa's never come back, and I think I should move on my own―" As she speaks, she stands with one foot. It seems like she is still trying to be used with her human body. "It's full of hardships, of course. Papa told me about his life before meeting me." Shoot, she almost fell as she tries to maintain her balance from standing on one foot! She was immediately backed up with her non-human abilities, rising again. "I think... it's boring to live imitating peoplr and trying to hard to be them. I want to know more about being a human, and the reason why they're technically one of the strongest races in the worlds, even such beings like me and the Outer Gods exist." She flashed a smile, facing Claude.
"I think how hollow they are at first is indeed difficult, but Papa even had a wife and a daughter! Whenever I see Papa tutor his students, I get amazed. I want to learn like them. Learning them with my abilities... isn't that too boring?"
"You want to pass as a human, if I understood right? But would you like to become a human? As in, you could no longer use any of the non-human powers you currently possess."
"I highly doubt there is anything interesting you'd get out of me were I pick the truth, so dare it is."
It usually was like that whenever the third years played truth or dare: the next day everyone would either be wearing something odd or say something foolish to a teacher or someone else - it was not uncommon, at the very least. Claude himself was not a big fan of such tomfoolery, and usually he did his best to stay away from such a boorish game, especially as he very well knew people would do anything to get him to embarrass himself.
But that evening he had no choice but to attend, and once he bravely chose the dare he knew he would be met with a new challenge how to do stupid things without embarrassing himself.
So, the next day, Claude appeared to school in a fancy dress. It was black, borrowed from one of the more well-off girls from the village, and certainly did no disservice to Claude's looks and body. Personally, if you had asked Claude himself, he didn't particularly enjoy wearing the outfit, but had no place to show his displeasure with it - he was not going to lose face.
"Hey Claude, looking good!" one of the boys whistled.
"Will the princess let me have this dance?" another asked jokingly.
The whole bunch of boys from all classes were buzzing around him, taking curious - some even excited - glances at their school's idol and his surprising getup.
"Ah, I'm afraid that I must decline," Claude spoke with a feigned, theatrical sadness, "for the spell will broke before midnight, and there is not a single man worth my time before that."
There was a loud "ooh" coming from the crowd, and soon the whole bunch was laughing and whistling, and some boys still trying to get Claude's undivided attention - but of course, it was all for nothing.
And then a teacher arrived, alarmed by the commotion.
"Lovelace, what on earth are you wearing?" the literature teacher, Mr Herman, asked once he saw the short boy in a dress.
"A dare, Mr. Herman," Claude replied politely and curtsied, lifting up the hem of his dress as he did - he had seen his mother doing it countless of times in the past. "A dare I was unwilling to lose, regardless of the consequences."
Although his tone of voice remained serious and polite, a certain kind of boldness still characterized him as he said that. His teacher looked at him, then at the crowd, and then he sighed.
"I'm pretty sure he has already won the dare," he finally concluded and adjusted his glasses. "Claude, go change that dress and put your uniform back."
Then, his white mustache twitched a little as he added to the other boys: "And if I see or hear you bunch playing that darned game again and disturbing the school day I will put each and everyone of you into detention and send a letter to your home - did you understand?"
"Yessir!" the boys replied in unison, and all left the scene as fast as was just humanly possible.
Claude himself hummed in thought as he walked back to his room, ready to change. He heard footsteps from behind him, and after a while of ignoring them, turned around to face a classmate he had never personally spoken to before.
"I, um," the taller, brown haired boy mumbled, "just wanted to say you really did look really pretty in that dress. T-that's all."
And having said that, he walked away before Claude could even thank him.
"Heh, dare you to put on a dress for a day at school." The princess singsonged, crossing her arms. "Too mean?"
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"A dare's all in good fun!"