How it works:
1. - Introduce yourself (very briefly)
2. - Tell us all three interesting and not easily guessed things about you: it can be anything, but must be about YOU. Make sure that one of the three things is completely untrue. (Don't say something like, "I'm in green shorts," when you're actually in yellow. That's just lame and boring.)
3. - If you know someone else who has posted is lying about more than one thing, you can call them out on it, but if they only lie about one thing, that's part of the game, so keep your goddam mouth shut.
This is just a more 'fun' way for us all to get to know each other so that we're more comfortable being ourselves, and less likely to misunderstand posts made by others. We're all supposed to be at least a semblance of friends here, and friends can argue, can fight, can be mean, but cannot be friends in the first place if we don't really know each other.
I read somewhere once that an enemy is just someone we sat down and had a meal with yet. Since we all can't sit around a dinner table and break bread (or whiskey), I think this is a viable alternative.
If you want to guess what someone else's one lie is, feel free. No one is gonna check up on any of this to prove it either way, because that's called stalking, but if we all really want to keep score, then ten points to the first person who guesses the one lie of another. Minus 20 points if you already know the person well, that's cheating, and cheaters deserve to burn.
Alright? Ready? Set? LIE!!!
AND TELL THE TRUTH, don't forget that part.
Okay, I'll bite first.
1. I'm from the City of Champions (Before anyone says anything, 6 Super Bowl Championships. End of conversation. And, the Penguins are on a 15 game winning streak and the first team in NHL history to have a perfect month). On one of my bookshelves is my most prized possession, Teddy, my teddy bear from when I was a kid. He's thirty years old, losing his fur and I will be buried with him.
Two Truths and a Lie:
A). I've nearly died three times in my life. The first time at birth.
B). Two weeks after I turned 21 my friend and I went to a Nelly Furtado concert at a really small club here in Pittsburgh. In the middle of the show he yelled out, "It's my friend's birthday!" Nelly pulled me on stage, sang Happy Birthday to me in Spanish then left me with a kiss. I love Nelly Furtado.
C). I've been locked up.
Hi, my name is Sean. I used to try to be a writer, ever since early high school days, but pretty much have thrown everything out from each phase of "trying" that I've gone through up until the present. The most recent phase began in June of 2012, coincidentally the same time as I joined LitReactor. I'm trying harder now and not throwing things away, but instead learning all kinds of fun (and sad) things about the world of writers. I'm 36, a vegetarian, and come from a long family history of PBR drinkers. I like when people are honest and appreciative and I can't stand big egos or people who think they are special because they sit on the internet all day. Some fun things about me:
1) I have over 400 horror movies (both DVD & VHS) and write extreme horror movie reviews for a website.
2) I used to be (or at least think I used to be) a pretty big medium-sized part of the Chicago/Midwest punk scene, and I've played in bands since I was 15 years old.
3) I am related to Eddie Vedder, and got to see Pearl Jam a couple times for free on the guest list, but actually, and I guess not so secretly, can't stand that band.
How dare you not like Pearl Jam, Sean. How dare you.
EDIT: And please get me Eddie's autograph.
Hey, I don't like Nirvana, but Pearl Jam is okay. Their Vs. album is one of my favorites.
@R Moon - I think I'd like to guess your lie. It's that you don't like Nirvana.
^ Ha! Nope. I actually do not like Nirvana. Never did. They've got a couple of ok songs, but I wasn't impressed.
Yup, Vs. is a pretty solid album. I can totally understand why people wouldn't like them post that album, though.
Okay, my guesses for Moon's lie is Nelly Furtado (because I dislike her, hehe) and Sean's is being related to Eddie Vedder.
This game is a bit tricky for me because I'm naturally an over sharer.
1. I think bacon is delicious.
2. I used to date a convicted murderer.
3. I was once engaged to a one-legged barrister (advocates/court laywers, for the Americans here) who used to be in the Australian equivalent of the marines before he lost his leg in a brutal motorboking hit-and-run accident.
Okay, then yes, Jess got my lie. But Patrick Henry really is in my family tree...
my guesses for Moon's lie is Nelly Furtado
- Damn! Got me. I did go to a Nelly Furtado concert, but it wasn't around my birthday and she didn't pull me on stage. One day, Nelly. One day...
For some reason, Jess, I think you don't really love bacon. I could've sworn I saw that you're vegetarian.
1. My name's Matt. In the real world I work accounting. I supplement the dull aspects of my work life with stuff I make up in my head and write about when I'm at home. When I'm at my most creative my wife hates my hobby(not really. Ok, maybe just a little), but she is actually really supportive when it comes to reading and critiquing.
A. I take an annual Yosemite backpacking trip, where I sleep on the ground for a week and wake up to gorgeous views and fresh air. Love it, and I'm planning to add Zion national park at some point.
B. My parents moved a lot when I was a kid, and I spent time in China, New Zealand, South Africa, etc. Then, in a strange turn of events, they decided, of all places, to settle down in Hesperia, California. Population 4.
C. I once headbanged with Dave Grohl at a Soundgarden concert.
Okay, then yes, Jess got my lie. But Patrick Henry really is in my family tree...
Damn, I was hoping this was true in the off chance you'd actually get me his autograph..
I have to guess that the "dating a convicted murderer" is Jess's lie.
Hi, everybody, I'm Utah! Until I started thinking about two truths and a lie I never really understood how boring my life is. In a way, it's comforting. In another way, it's kind of sad.
I started out liking this game. Now I hate it.
Some stuff about me. One of these things isn't true:
1. I once kicked in a guy's door for a pizza.
2. When I drink, I climb things. I once climbed out through the passenger window of the cab of a pickup cruising down the freeway because there was beer in the back, and I don't believe in drinking in the cab of a vehicle.
3. Too much sun is bad for you. Three years ago I had a smallish skin tumor removed from my back.
I think Matt's lying twice, one of which is that there's more than 4 people in Hesperia. I think the other is that he never headbanger with Dave Grohl.
Strange Proton, Do I confirm or deny Ryans guesses? Our stay quiet?
Double post..
No, I was serious.
Not lying twice. Although I guess I should admit that the population 4 comment was meant as an exaggeration. Oops, my bad.
Not lying twice. Although I guess I should admit that the population 4 comment was meant as an exaggeration. Oops, my bad.
Do I get points, or do I still have to give up my ear? I'm pretty attached to it. I looked up Hesperia population and I was right. There's five people. lol... Okay, I'm still sticking whith my other guess.
Nope still here, which means...
Goddamn it. Double post..
Hi there! I'm your friendly neighborhood Defender! When I'm not defending you I work in payroll, co-host a podcast called Books and Booze, mother a four year old boy, and generally go around not liking things. My interests include being sarcastic, eating junk food, complaining, and censorship. Sometimes I write stuff.
Okay...here are some fun facts, one of which is a lie:
1. I've always enjoyed running. I usually go for a run in my neighborhood at least three or four days a week.
2. I have been court ordered not to use the internet on Tuesday and Thursday nights, as well as all day Sunday.
3. I'm too sensitive. I cry at sappy movies and I get upset if I think someone has had their feelings hurt.
I'll say that # 2 is your lie, Avery. Unless you also like breaking the law.
How about my little toe?
3. I'm too sensitive. I cry at sappy movies and I get upset if I think someone has had their feelings hurt.
- I call bullshit. You made it too easy.
Hey there. Stratton here. I'm a 30 year old Phoenix-based writer originally from Kentucky (seemingly like so many others on here--which is surprising). By trade, I work as a Pediatric Pharmacist in a ghetto hospital, but on the side, I'm constantly looking for excuses to write (hint: someone challenge me in Thunderdome!) play racquetball, and drink bourbon.
Two truths and a lie:
1. In middle school, I ran a pro wrestling website that averaged nearly 10,000 unique visitors a day.
2. My high school girlfriend worked as a stripper while she was in college.
3. I sat behind Jay-Z when Kentucky won the National Championship in college basketball last year.
I don't much about Avery, but my money would still be on breaking the law over crying at sappy movies.
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I'm Linda, I work for the big guy, trying to convince our minions that the world is dark and full of terrors and that they should stock up on magical weapons, just in case. I feel most at home at the University though, and plan to return there. I have a wise dog, a scattered family and mild anxiety issues.
1. My first night in the US, I got escorted through Corpus Christi by two police cruisers.
2. I like having my Skyrim character run around in his lioncloth. At first, it was because it pissed people off, but now it just pleases me to watch his muscled back and cute bum strut around the landscape.
3. I subscribe to Poets and Writers, but to be honest I think it's a pretentious waste of trees.
@ Linda - I'd say three is your lie.
1. I was badly beaten in case of mistaken identity.
2. Someone tried to kill me with a large rock, and almost pulled it off. I'd never seen him before or since.
3. I was attacked and seriously injured by a humming bird.
Okay. Geez Dwayne, you're like a character in one of my stories.. My guess is number 2.
@Strange - Oddly, no. The real ones all happened at home so it resulted in more of a 'bring it' mind set.
@Moon - No, that happened. I was pretty young and playing in the backyard of my parents house. I looked up and some older kid who looked like he should have been yelling "O'Doul rules," had a rock. He hit me in the head with it. I spent sometime in the hospital and you can't see it, thank God, but the back of my head is still shaped odd. Sort of comes to two points with a straight (ish) line between them. I am under the impression it has something to do with why I've had bad headaches off and on through my life.
I'm Rebecca. I'm Canadian but I take no pride that my country has its own bacon. I learned that I loved writing in the third grade, when I wrote this story about how my sister and my cousins were trapped in this haunted house with a ghost which we killed by stepping on it. It was the first story I ever read aloud and I was terrified that my classmates would hate it, but to my surprise they loved the shit out of it and they wanted me to write more stories.
That was when I learned that I wanted to write for real, because as a shy kid I was unable to wow people any other way.
So here are my three facts:
1. I got my nose pierced when I was a teenager, and one day I was out biking and it got caught on a low-hanging tree branch and the ring ripped right out. I had to get stitches and everything. You can still see the scar. It's pretty badass.
2. I've only had sex with one person.
3. When I was fifteen my friend wanted to recreate the maple syrup chugging contest from Super Troopers, so a bunch of us went to the 7-11 and we bought bottles of maple syrup and chugged them on the side of the street. I won. Also I'm a diabetic.
You mean "O'Doyle rules"?
You got me, I didn't fact check the spelling of a name I heard in a movie that came out what 15, 20 years ago.
You got me, I didn't fact check the spelling of a name I heard in a movie that came out what 15, 20 years ago.
Goodreads would have burned you at the stake if that was in a novel instead of a forum.
Well I do a bit more research in a novel, but Goodreads isn't a big priority.
I was pretty young and playing in the backyard of my parents house. I looked up and some older kid who looked like he should have been yelling "O'Doul rules," had a rock. He hit me in the head with it. I spent sometime in the hospital and you can't see it, thank God, but the back of my head is still shaped odd. Sort of comes to two points with a straight (ish) line between them. I am under the impression it has something to do with why I've had bad headaches off and on through my life.
That is all kinds of messed, Dwayne.
@Strange - You are over thinking.
@Bek - Well I guess . . .