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

[mayfairmonster]

Dorian offers the glass over, and then shifts back on a foot to watch the angel casually. It's hard for him to tell if this angel's sassy air is friendly, or something he's otherwise projecting onto him. Either way, Dorian relaxes, posture catlike and at ease.

"I thought I'd say a casual hello. No truths or dares required, unless you're feeling adventurous and want one." He raises his hands, palms up, in a friendly gesture of mock-surrender. Dorian punctuates his words with a sip of his drink. It's not clear which glass of the night this is (he's lost count by this point) but despite that his mind feels sharp. Perhaps it's the little edge of competitiveness he feels standing in this angel's presence. "But, no. We're in each other's orbits often enough, both tend to spend a lot of time at the villa... I don't know you well," he acknowledges, "so I thought it might be a good idea to change that."

All of that's offered earnestly enough, but given that it's coming from him, part of Dorian doubts this will be as seamless as it might with someone else.

"I'll start if you like." Dorian offers his free hand. "Dorian."

[tryingitall]

Balthazar's default setting is upbeat and friendly (if chock-full of denial); even with the Winchesters, who effectively threatened to burn him to death the first time they met, he starts off with a cheerful hello and leads from there into lightly sarcastic banter. Deeply gregarious by nature, he's found it easy to pack-bond with the other angels and not much trickier to do so with the humans around him. For all that, though, he is an immortal celestial being, and there's a lot he doesn't show.

He's basically everyone's drunken uncle or brother--until he's not, at which point he's just this side of an eldritch horror.

"Adventurous," he repeats, and grins. "Well, let me get through this glass of champagne and then we'll see, shall we?" Humans are devious. He's going to draw this out a bit and see where it goes.

"Balthazar," he responds to the unneeded introduction, clasping the man's hand and shaking it with just about as much pressure as is comfortable for a mortal person. "Formerly Ba'al-sarra-usur, but that's a mouthful and I don't regret anglicizing it."

"Now, then, at what point should I give you the glare of death and ask if your attentions toward my sort-of-step-daughter are honorable?" His eyes crinkle at the corners when he smiles, but it's a little hard to tell how serious this question is.

[mayfairmonster]

"As a fair warning, I'm good at this game."

And, oh. He's charming. It's a little unfortunate that his first (and he'd say) proper impression of Balthazar is that the angel seems likable. The kind of person he'd enjoy having a casual conversation with in a setting like this.

Despite himself, Dorian laughs at the comment about Amartolósa as he releases Balthazar's hand.

"I have to think that almost anyone in the company of fallen angels would have similar answers to that." A beat. "But my intentions are somewhere between us being friends and me becoming a proper Prince of Chaos." Speaking of pack-bonding, Dorian's been resistant to it despite having the offering of family extended to him time and time again. He's similarly resistant to pinning himself down now. "She's wonderful. Kind, generous and intelligent-- but I like my space."