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[historyandblood]

THE WHAT IF I TOLD YOU? MEME

Your character suddenly has the urge to tell their deepest, darkest secret. Here's how it works:

1 Post with your character's journal.
2 Other characters reply with their secrets: "What if I told you ________?" - and fill in the blank!
3 Watch the magic unfold!
4. Penguins.
5 PROFIT!

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[historyandblood]

[Nosing in front behind.] What if I told you I wanted t'remember?

[selfdeluded]

[Leaning away, just a little. And very much not looking at him.]

There isn't much to remember... just a lot of memories of me yelling at you. [Of course, that isn't mentioning Chase. But he never mentions Chase to Lavi.]

... that was supposed to be from. I don't know where front came from ._.

[historyandblood]

[Wait. Why is he...? Moves a little more to try and center himself in Allen's vision.]

That makes it any less important?

s'okay, I kind of figured it might have been that. o/

[selfdeluded]

[Glances at him briefly, before looking away again.]

Of course it does. [Rubbing the back of his head. He smiles, though he should be able to hear that it's pretty fake.] They're just... trivial things. They weren't that important.

/eats the t and turns the m into an n <<;

[historyandblood]

[That's the funny thing about fake smiles. They create domino effects. Because this? This is the sound of detachment.]

... guess sometimes trivial things are worth punchin' people over, yeah?

\o/

[selfdeluded]

[They do. And so does detachment - because it gets an angry flash. No-- he didn't say you could detach. Not again. He hates it so much when Lavi does.]

You left. I think that was worth punching you over.

[historyandblood]

[Angry flash, meet angry flash; though it sizzles immediately - like dust buried under a rug.]

Y'say it like I had a choice.

[selfdeluded]

You wouldn't have wanted to stay. ["Not with me. Chase, maybe. Never me."]

...don't do that.

[historyandblood]

How do ya know that? [Might. Sound like a challenge.]

[Glancing away. Nope, not going to not do it. Buryburybury.]

[selfdeluded]

Because I wasn't that important. [Not the easiest thing to argue when he can't bring up the person that was important.

Scowling, and jabbing Vampvi in the ribs with his knuckles.]

I said don't!

[historyandblood]

You can't know that fer fact.

[Twisting to the side and hissing.]

Yer one ta talk!

[selfdeluded]

I could hear it!

[Narrowing his eyes, and pulling his lips back to show his teeth.]

You're the one who constantly does that, not me!

[historyandblood]

[Well, it doesn't look or sound like Allen is going to punch or jab him again. And so he relaxes; he doesn't need to be angry. Right?]

Hypocrisy doesn't look good on you, yanno.

[selfdeluded]

[Slight growl, get. Now you're ignoring the last topic? What the hell man?]

I'm not being a hypocrite.

[historyandblood]

[Well, you were shutting down first... >>;]

Tell me that when yer not buryin' all that buzzin' goin' on in tha' head o'yers.

[Because it throws him for loops how much you're like him, sometimes.]

[selfdeluded]

I don't-- [Cutting off, though, and gritting his teeth. Because... well, he was right. Allen buried a lot. So much that he couldn't even really deny it.]