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[seaboards]

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.

Comments

[forgeabettertomorrow]

You know, my brother has green hair. I think everyone looks better with something kinda weird and unique about them.

Who wants to look the same, right?

[reindered]

Your brother? Oh. I guess I didn't really think about hair colour much.

[Mostly because, well. Obviously, reindeer were all some shade of brown. So it isn't like there was so much variation. And people back home have all sorts of different colours of hair.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Huh...I guess it's probably different for a deer, right?

But yeah, I have a twin brother whose hair is green. We're identical physically in every other way, though.

[Which makes no sense.]

[reindered]

Hm. We're usually all just some shade of brown or reddish colour. I'm probably one of the oldest now. I'm not sure if that might be because of the fruit or something. But not all reindeer live to be fifteen like me.

So it's just the hair that's different?

[Huh. Identical twins were usually closer in appearance. Maybe Darin is a fraternal twin? And they just happen to otherwise look similar besides the hair colour?]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Yeah, we look exactly alike. Same face and everything. But he's kinda got this scary psycho grin now. Probably because he was killed and dragged to Hell.

Wait you're a teenager?!

[Because that's the strange thing here???]

[reindered]

Scary psycho grin? He what now?

[Darin just says that so casually as a potential explanation?!]

Yes. Like I said, I'm fifteen. Ah, maybe almost sixteen now? Reindeers tend to live up to around twenty years or so, usually.