Truth or Dare: Nexus Edition

[the_rebel_son]

Lucifer isn't quite sure how this madness started. The angels had opened up the council chamber for visitors and of course Beelzebub had started them drinking, then they got rowdy and people started joining them. Who had brought up the idea of Truth or Dare was unknown but it rippled through the amassing group to a uniform good idea, despite the objective nature of it being a disaster.

Then there was some vote that Lucifer missed where Galahad, Prometheus, and Belial were made judges to keep things in line. That might have been the most reasonable and sane thing since this conversation started. Chairs were rearranged to a big circle.. and all the chairs from the villa had been taken. It was crowded, specially when they decided the judges should have chaises to lounge on. This was some true ancient Greek style madness with the drinking and the topics that were sure to come up. Still, it was all fun and games, right?


Rules of the Road:
1. Top level with your character.
2. Note if you are opting this in as canon for Nexus. This may be done in top level or in individual responses (If there is any questions about this please seek out players OOC.. Discord, PM in Dw etc)
3. A character may only ask truth or dare of the same character once.
4. However, a character may ask as many different characters as they please.
5. Characters may ask questions without doing a top level. However the 1 per the same character applies
6. If your character is crossing threads for a dare, please link back to the original comment where the dare was issued.
7. When in doubt ask?

Comments

[iwillcatchup]

"I dare you to do show off your speed abilities. Do something incredibly fast... that maybe only I could see."

[iwillcatchup]

"Name three people from the Nexus that you would want by your side, for a big fight." Peter knows that Thor is a strong fighter himself. So he is curious.

[liverfree]

"No problem."

Prometheus smiles warmly, then takes a shrewd look around at the other game players, tugging a little at the end of his beard.

"Hard to say, I don't know a lot of the people here. Lucifer is the epitome of xenia, so I doubt he'd let any other party-goers get out of hand. But you never know, sometimes people ask things without thinking them through. There are a whole lot more immortals than mortals, too, so the dares might be more risky. Bottom line, you give me a shout if you need me."

[bloodysacrifice]

"For that to happen Lucifer'd regain his creative power." Moloch is more clarifying the situation that would have to happen.

"Ask Lucifer to send me back into the void we're made from." The angel glanced at the way too cheery one beside him. "Raising my curse won't change much for me. I've got no light to regain when God dies."

He's serious too. This isnt some ploy or game, though there is a tiny satisfaction knowing it might make Aziraphale uncomfortable.

[lanceofwar]

Abigor was instructed, by thier all too drunk lord, to meet the others here and learn them. It was with that in mind they approach the equally drunk looking celestial angel.

This angel, unlike the other fallen, has black, furry bat wings in high contrast to the blonde hair and androgynous, fresh faced youthful appearance. The one thing that stands out in thier modern dress is an incredibly crimson red leather jacket.

"You're Aziraphale?"

[knightgallant]

Galahad's in the middle of helping himself to a small fruit platter when Beelzebub and Harley come over to join him. He's glad for the company, and smiles at the pair as they come close. More comfortable with being casual in the Nexus, the knight's smile becomes a little self-effacing as the angel uses his full title.

"You can call me Galahad, if you like." A beat. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady. Are you both enjoying yourselves?"

Judging from how well everything seems to be going (and how tipsy the angel seems) it seems to him like everyone's having fun.

[higginbottom]

Esther smiles a little. She's had a few drinks.

"Actually, I'm thinking of playing," she admits. "Why not?"

[sweetcandygirl]

"Oh! I would like. A lot. But you have to call me Harley in return." Because she hella sure ain't no Lady.

"We just finished a quick little round of asking each other truths. How'about'ya? Had anyone ask you Truth or Dare yet?"

[hesperussword]

"Lucifer brought out the brandy." Which explains why he's so drunk and Galahad gets a kiss on the cheek in the middle of talking.

He's more than a little curious to see if Harley can get Galahad to play. So far, he hadn't been that the angel noticed.

[sohoangel]

"How delightful," he says with a warm smile. "It's good to have a space of your own. I've always kept a flat above my bookshop." Even if up until Crowley moved in, he mostly used it for book storage. "It doesn't sound like you need a priest if you'll be handling all the official duties."

Her happiness for him makes him blush and smile modestly. Yes, they've definitely been having some joy of the kissing and cuddling variety... ahem. "I'll stop by as soon as I can. I was wondering where it had moved off to. I'm glad that you're still near Lucifer. Don't tell him I said it, but I think it's good for him. We all need to get along with others in the Nexus."

"Truth it is." Which is a small relief as he has no idea what he'd dare her to do. A question, though? He's excellent at those. "Let's see... ah, here's one. What is something that you like to indulge in? Not for the sake of others, but for your own enjoyment?"

[sohoangel]

Aziraphale files that fact away for later, but doesn't interrupt. Which is just as well, because Moloch's answer leaves him nearly speechless. The look he gives Moloch is something close to heartbroken.

"But... but why? You wouldn't have to --" He cuts himself off, swallowing hard, and tries not to sound so sad. "What do you mean, you have no light to regain?"

[knightgallant]

"Harley then." The temptation to call Harley 'lady' is strong and reflexive, but for the sake of being casual he thinks he can manage to tamp down on the usual knightly honorifics.

The little kiss on the cheek earns a smile and a slight flushing of the knight's cheeks. He wraps his hands more securely around the apple he's nabbed from the table filled with food, suddenly needing something to distract himself with.

"Not yet, no," he admits. "I've mostly been trying to keep things from getting out of hand..." As a judge, is he even allowed to play, he wonders?

[sohoangel]

Aziraphale looks up at the sound of his name and immediately straightens, his posture having gone a little slouchy in the comfortable chair he's been sitting in, nursing his glass of wine.

"Yes, that's me," he says politely. He recognizes the other being as a fallen angel, although one he hasn't met yet. He's fairly certain he wouldn't have missed those bat wings. "To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?"

[sweetcandygirl]

"Well I am more than alright with things getting out of hand. So Galahad… Truth? Or Dare?"

[lanceofwar]

They offer their hand, laughing at the way the angel straightens. "Great Duke Abigor. I serve under Lord Beelzebub as head of the royal guard and... " They glance at Moloch. "...divine babysitter."

It was a duty they didn't mind, a necessary one. Though it did seem there was some benefit to Moloch having moments to socialize and discipline himself, or be disciplined harshly.

[knightgallant]

He's not entirely sure what he might be getting himself into by playing this game, but one of the options on offer seems harmless enough to Galahad.

"Truth?"

When has giving the truth ever not been a matter of course for him?

[sweetcandygirl]

"Goodie. This will give me a chance to get to know you, since I know nearly nothing about you. So your truth, Good Galahad, is to tell me one really amazing thing about your life, that not a lot of other people know. Bonus points if not even Angel Mine here knows." She nods over to Beelzebub.

[bloodysacrifice]

Moloch doesn't really understand why he feels compelled to say anything to this angel. Maybe a desire to taint the optimism he will never have.

"I am the angel of sorrow, human sacrifice, purification, and martyrdom. Even with hope, it is only a hope to die." Moloch frowns at the sadness he hears. He doesn't want the sympathy. He wants to gouge out God's eyes and then go to his own death. "I'm what God himself fears to face. Your own death."

[sohoangel]

Aziraphale shakes their hand, his expression warming at the mention of Beelzebub. "Nice to meet you, Abigor." He glances over at Moloch as well and winces in sympathy. "Ooh, I don't begrudge you that job in the slightest," he sighs, although there's no revulsion in his voice. One would assume that an angel would barely tolerate the presence of a cannibal, but Aziraphale sounds more sad about Moloch than anything.

Focusing back on Abigor, the angel regains his good cheer. "Anyway, I'm assuming Beelzebub sent you over? I hope he already explained to you that I'm an angel from a different universe."

[lanceofwar]

"Right now, it is as much for his safety." Abigor sighs heavily but puts on a smile. "He's angered my lord and they've been coming to blows."

That was the job Abigir didn't want, breaking up that fight yet again. They match the cheer if thier companion though, putting aside the less pleasant thoughts. "It was, but I knew of you before. No one enters or leaves the villa without my knowing."

Invisibility and a good amount of animal speech kept this angel well informed though they didn't pry in personal matters. "I was at the holiday celebration but on duty all night with Moloch."

[sohoangel]

It is a long moment before Aziraphale replies, eyes shadowed with unhappiness. It's the same unpleasant stab of knowledge as the first time Moloch shared this fact with him, that a God would create an angel for this purpose. Hearing that Moloch only wishes to return to the Void, no matter what happens, also brings about more personal, painful memories.

I'm not giving you a suicide pill, Crowley!

Aziraphale does not envy Lucifer in any of this. Not in the slightest.

"And I'm a Principality," he notes. "I was made to lead an entire battalion of angels into Armageddon. I was made to wield a flaming sword." He gestures to himself, as if that should explain it. "Anyone can be more than they were created to be."

[bloodysacrifice]

"We're different kinds of angels." And there it is again. The strange compulsion to explain things to this angel. It's becoming uncomfortable in it's own right.

"I wasn't made to do them. I am made of them. I am made of sorrow and the pain of torture, the loss of death. It's not the same for for us. Our duties and the power that we were formed of are the same."

[sohoangel]

That doesn't come as much of a surprise to Aziraphale. He can easily picture Moloch getting under Beelzebub's skin. To ask for specifics feels like gossiping, however, so he settles for another sympathetic look. "Well, let's hope that everyone behaves themselves this evening."

He blinks, although Abigor keeping track of the villa's guests shouldn't be much of a surprise, either. "Oh, that's a shame," he says sincerely. "It was such a lovely party, too." He pats the seat next to him. "If you can spare a moment of your duties now, I'd be delighted for your company."

There's the matter of the game, too, but he imagines that Abigor will bring it up if they're interested in asking Aziraphale for a truth or dare.

[lanceofwar]

Abigor's eyes drift between Moloch and the very drunk Beelzebub before settling on a blonde human. "At least there's enough angels here to separate them if he's provoked."

"I've seen enough of Lucifer's parties." Abigor mentions as they take the seat that's been offered. "It's been a long time since I've spoken with an angel of Heaven at length."

[pirateangelbaby]

"Three, hmm?" Thor has to consider that, a pang of sorrow that he can't include Steve among that number anymore. "I suppose it'd have to be Prometheus, Blaze, and Prince."

Not that he hopes he has to fight anytime soon, nor drag his friends into the line of fire. But if he had to trust anyone to watch his back in battle, it would be those three.