Feel free to say “i don’t trust this person and this story sounds weird to me so i don’t believe it at all”, calling it a lie when you simply can’t know if it is or isn’t a lie is bullshit tho. just like people who spread stories can’t provide proof (for multiple reasons) you can’t prove that they are lying, simple as that.
There are a Dwarf Paladin, Human Rogue (me), and a Half-Elf Wizard, in a bar that we are resting at before we raid a Lych Castle. Both Characters and players are drunk, except me (underage).
Paladin: I wonder what would happen if a drink was over 200 proof? (over 100% alcohol)
Wizard: Well… If one were to drink something like that, a paradoxical alcohol consuming wormhole would appere, sucking up every drop of alcohol in the world, creating mass chaos and decomposition of carbon-based life. Then all the silicone-based computers would evolve to destroy the rest of humanity and other carbon-based life, leaving them to take over the world.
Rogue (Me): What about the wormhole?
Wizard: Oh, it would then burn out because there is no more alcohol.
Dwarf: What the f*** is a ‘computer’?
Wizard: I have no idea.
Rogue (Me): Did you make that up?
Wizard: *Blushing profusely* Yes…
The DM’s face was completely encased with her hand the entire time.
you could have 200 ppl saying that ashton was a sweetheart when they met him and say that it was an exception and then have literally two anons on tumblr saying he was “rude” to them and accuse him of being the reincarnation of satan himself
On my 15th birthday, I didn’t have a “quince” (the latin version of a sweet 16), I went to a local ska show and got sang happy birthday on stage by one of my favorite local bands. Sometimes I want to go back in time, I miss the days of baggy ripped pants with tight tank tops, dirty converse, and not giving a fuck.