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seaboards ([personal profile] seaboards) wrote in [community profile] shellphones2025-12-01 07:29 pm

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TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE



There have been a lot of riftfarers arriving lately. It seems like there have been more arriving than usual. So many different kinds of people from different kinds of worlds with stories to tell and experiences to give.

A little game has appeared on the shellphone network in hopes of getting to know just a little more about these otherworlders. You might find it on your shellphone as you’re scrolling through one day.

Tell the world two truths and one lie about yourself. And let others try and decipher which of the three is your lie. If they can guess right, perhaps you’ve been able to make a new acquaintance. Or in the least learn more about someone from another walk of life.

scooba: (Comfort Chain)

[personal profile] scooba 2025-12-02 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Is it three?
multidisciplinary: (🌻 013)

[personal profile] multidisciplinary 2025-12-03 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Nope, it is not!

[ And to prove that she's not making things up, she forwards the following image to Freminet:

>honeycomb1.jpg ]


This is Honeycomb, along with my dear friend, Link. Link was so excited to see the legendary golden horse that I insisted I take his picture with it.
scooba: (A Home for Flowers)

[personal profile] scooba 2025-12-06 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
...That horse looks so pretty.

Where did you find him?
multidisciplinary: (🌻 041)

[personal profile] multidisciplinary 2025-12-16 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, Link and I were on an expedition in the northern mountain range back home. I wanted to investigate an immense skeleton I had heard about, but while we were traveling, I heard the cries of an injured animal. We followed them to a natural hot springs where we found the horse soothing its wounds in the warm waters. I knew we couldn't just leave it there, so we gave up on the skeleton and took the horse to a nearby stable to be treated.

When Link and I returned to the stable a few months later, the horse was still there. Apparently it recognized me, because it leapt the paddock fence and came galloping towards me like a bee to a flower. That is what inspired his name-- Honeycomb.
scooba: (Signals)

[personal profile] scooba 2025-12-17 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I see.

It sounds a little bit like the adventures I go on back home. While it's not as fantastical as yours, I do see various creatures that always leave me in awe.