Time Of Truthiness!

[unbroken_chain]

Who: Everyone!
Where: All over the city!
Summary: The Time of Truthiness is upon Hinoto-Ri!
Warnings: Basically everything.

It begins. A strange aura spreads out over Hinoto-Ri, stealing into the hearts, minds, and mouths of every denizen of the city, changing them - embiggening their souls with the power of TRUTHINESS.

For one week, Hinoto-Ri becomes a city where no lies can exist. Who is responsible for this? Will their dedication to ABSOLUTE TRUTHINESS bring them victory...or defeat?

DUN DUN DUUUUUN

Tune in to the Destiny Strings Broadcast Special: Time of Truthiness to find out!


ooc: okay folks, go ahead and mingle!

Comments

Leo to Pisces Wards; August 8th

[bondsofsuffering]

[He took the day off from work today, not because he could necessarily afford it (between missed time with the kidnapping and the hospital bills, his funds were getting low) but because he wasn't sure what answers he would find, and that alone was enough to worry him.

It was probably a wise decision. Hospital hours on Sundays were short, but all he needed to do was walk in and pick up the hard copy of his test information, which was simple enough. The receptionist handed it over to him with a smile, something he echoed back brightly enough.

And then, as he walked, he looked over the tests himself.

Everything looked normal. He was perfectly fit, with blood levels all comfortably within the acceptable range, and no health issues to speak of aside from a slightly high cholesterol intake.

Except that in of itself was completely, horribly wrong. He'd kept track of the time; by now, he should have been suffering from anemia at the very least, if not further degeneration of his body. He should have been slowly dying by now, to ensure that the fate met by Yaiba did not come about again.

He's visibly shaken as he exits the hospital, setting a quick pace back to his apartment in Pisces. He won't call out to anyone, or stop to say hi, but he can't exactly prevent it if someone catches him for some socializing...]

[hachitaro]

[(Un)fortunately for him, Taro is milling around the area, and he spots Hizumi as he leaves the hospital and looks at some papers. ... Bad test results? He considers it for a moment, and then jogs over towards him.]

Hey, Hizumi! You okay?

[bondsofsuffering]

[There's a distinct pause as he runs over his options, but right now it's probably best to try to play it cool. He brings up a smile as per the norm, even if it isn't as bright as it normally is.

The facade is cracking.]

--Taro. Hey. I'm fine.

[...Physically, that is.]

[hachitaro]

... You sure?

[He reaches out to put his hand on the other's shoulder, but slowly enough that he can move away if he wants.]

You looked kind of worried there. Did you have a bad result from a test or something?

1/2

[bondsofsuffering]

My tests came out almost perfectly. It's--

[Nothing, is what he wants to say. Of course, lying like that isn't permitted right now.]

--just that I'm worried I might live too long.

2/2

[bondsofsuffering]

[The second he finishes speaking, he gives a jolt. The facade only breaks down further, his expression becoming one of confusion and, frankly, terror.

What did he just say?]

[hachitaro]

[His eyes widen a little, and he tilts his head. Huh? That doesn't make any sense?]

[Then again...]

Why? Though... heh. Living a long time isn't all it's cracked up to be.

[... Wait did he say that?]

[bondsofsuffering]

[He tries to calm himself. He can still roll with this. Attribute it to depression or-- or whatever. There's at least one person who knows - it wouldn't be that surprising.]

"No one wants to live forever", right?

[otakuro]

Hey, Hizumi!

[It is when he is within sight of the apartment building that the voice calls out. Atsuro is approaching from the direction of the Pisces apartments... despite the fact that he doesn't actually live there.]

Nice day out, huh? How's every... thing?

[Atsuro trails off slightly as he notes Hizumi's rattled expression.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Damn, and he'd gotten so close, too.]

Yeah, guess so.

I'm just worried.

[--Wait, what?]

[otakuro]

Oh...!

[Well. It must really be something serious if he was going to admit it so readily. Atsuro frowns slightly as he approaches.]

What's wrong? Anything I can help with?

[bondsofsuffering]

[And Hizumi instinctively takes a step back.]

No.

[That was quick.]

[otakuro]

...Oh.

OK.

[...This was getting a bit strange.]

...Er. If you'll excuse me saying so, I've never seen you looking like this. Is it serious?

[bondsofsuffering]

Yes.

[Argh.]

But it doesn't concern you.

[His eyes flicker towards the apartments not unlike a caged animal seeking escape.]

[capitalbackup]

[As neighbours, it's not at all unusual for Miyako to see Hizumi at the apartments. Either in the morning or the evening, she would see him around.

She didn't plan on talking to him, but his visibly seen distress caught her attention. Once he's reasonably close enough, she spoke up.]

Mizushiro, what's troubling you?

[bondsofsuffering]

[Of all the times.]

I'm not dying.

[--Wait.]

[capitalbackup]

[That's surprising. She blinks and stare at him.]

What do you mean?

[bondsofsuffering]

Exactly what I said.

[Nnnnnng.]

Look. Normally it's fun to mess with you, and sometimes I even like to see you exploring new things, but I really shouldn't talk about this right now.

[That came out more candid than intended.]

[capitalbackup]

And while I don't like being "messed" with, I tolerate it because I find you amusing. If something is wrong, I couldn't help but get curious.

[So her concern is basically for one of the few people that entertains her.]

Especially since you said you're not dying, but you don't look happy about it.

[trainwrecking]

[Unfortunately for Hizumi, he won't be able to exit the hospital without first crossing paths with a slightly lightheaded Otonashi, who had just spent the morning volunteering his time there and topping it off with a blood donation.

He waves to the other teenager, but realizes not a second later that something is visibly amiss. Of course, he assumes it to be bad news.

If only he understood just how bad it is.]

Ah, hey... You okay?

[bondsofsuffering]

[As much as he enjoys toying with Otonashi, now really isn't the time. The moment the red-head calls out to him, he plans to cut the conversation off as quickly as possible.

He manages, somehow, to summon up a smile, but it's more distracted than usual. His grins almost always had some degree of falsity to them, but this one in particular is definitely an effort.]

...Just got some test results back. It looks like everything's fine. [Physically speaking, anyway. It's ironic, how being at the peak of health can be such a horrible omen.]

[trainwrecking]

Ahh. [But it sounds questioning, unconvinced.

Otonashi respects privacy. He really, truly does. But when the person he is speaking with has been known to be a danger to himself, the redhead encounters a moral struggle.

Respect patient privacy, or push it due to a dangerous history?]

... If that's true, why do you look so strained?

1/2

[bondsofsuffering]

[He has a lie ready on his lips, just as always. Otonashi should know better than anyone else here that Hizumi doesn't exactly embrace his life with open arms - with some of the abuse he's put his body through, naturally it would be surprising for his health results to come back so spotless.

But what actually comes out is:]

Because I'm not dying.

2/2

[bondsofsuffering]

[--And just like that, he freezes. Any semblance of the facade is broken immediately in his shock.

That wasn't what he'd meant to say at all. Why would those words of all things come out of his mouth-?]

[trainwrecking]

[Hizumi's response only serves to cement confidence in his decision. Indeed, he should pursue this.]

Most patients would be relieved to know that. Why--

[He hesitates, but steps forward, his tone firm but not aggressive.]

Why does the idea of that make you look ill?