[TRUTH ROOM] and I wanna hear what you have to say about me

[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

[The Oldacon's found a room where one of the kitchens used to be. It's not remarkable in any way other than it's irritating non-kitchenness. There are some comfy chairs, a nice plush carpet, some reddish mood lighting-

-and a door that won't open again.]

Oh, you... come on. [He fights with the door momentarily, getting nowhere at break-neck speeds. He sighs and moves to sit in a chair, looking somberly around. He has no idea what the room wants, but it's not letting him go just yet.]


((OOC: This is a room that forces people to say truths they normally wouldn't divulge. You can only get out after saying one of these truths aloud for someone else to hear. The effects could last for as long or as short a time as you wish. Feel free to either bother Hal or just wander in alone or wotever.))

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[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

But you already did. That's the point. [smiles reassuringly]

Hal, I eat when I'm hungry. Sometimes I make a bagel and sometimes I attempt a chicken dinner. I'm not trying to waste away. I just don't bother trying not to.

[jailbait-guilt.livejournal.com]

The universes are similar, n-not the same.

[He pushes his glasses. That answer had saddened him a bit.] Uhm. I know it's not my place... it's just... [Sigh.] I c-can worry too.

[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

And in which one did Philanthropy fail, Hal?

Don't worry about it. Sunny does the same thing, for what little good it does. In the end, I'm going to do as I wish. It's selfish, but I think I've earned that much from life.

[jailbait-guilt.livejournal.com]

M-maybe in mine. No way to know 'till I get there.

I don't think I've... uhm, earned the right to care, though. But I like you. It's just... You do the same things dad did.

[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

I could recount to you the many times some mistake I made almost ruined the organization. It's not easy, but you'll do it.

[That's... interesting. Hal rarely thought about his father anymore, so the parallel surprises him.] Really.

[jailbait-guilt.livejournal.com]

[He just nods, wondering if he overstepped his boundaries.] Yeah... you do. I-I'm sorry.

[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

Don't be. I'm not upset. I just wasn't expecting that. [hums, contemplative]

Is this the faint smell of retcon... D8

[jailbait-guilt.livejournal.com]

Uhm. M-maybe it was different for you? May-- may I...?

[Sigh.] Dad was always pushing people away, too. Whenever he didn't feel well... [Attempts to smile and fails.] A-and that happened a lot. Always stressed and in pain, between the wheelchair and his job.

AKA the aroma of MGS4

[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

I know. I remember. [quiet for a moment] I think I understand him better now. Aging isn't graceful and fatherhood is more taxing than anyone lets on. All the worrying, there's sometimes no room for anything else.

And Peace Walker, which is not even out <3

[jailbait-guilt.livejournal.com]

He still left me alone. [Is that some resentment in his voice? Probably because these things are in his very close past instead of a distant memory.]

I guess w-we're... all selfish. But, I can't understand him.

[justhalnow.livejournal.com]

I know. And I know what it did. I'm not claiming his withdrawal was justified. I just understand it.

In my experience, we're all selfish beings. Even when we love someone, we usually hurt them. There's no was around it.

[jailbait-guilt.livejournal.com]

[That's one thing you won't convince him entirely of. He's still an optimist.] One still can do the right thing, though. O-or at least good things, even if it's for selfish reasons.