"Okay bros and hoes, let's play a game." Anya addressed the group of oddballs sitting in a circle on the floor. It had taken a lot to convince them to come up to her hotel room, and it would probably take even more to convince them to play the game she had in mind.
A pair of eyes bore into Anya. "We wouldn't by any chance be playing Truth or Dare?"
A chorus of groans went around the room.
"I'm game." Les, a boy with the best hair Anya had seen in awhile said, and snickered at his pun.
The girl who was eying Anya, Allegra, nodded. "It could prove insightful."
"How does one play?" a man in his early/mid-twenties asked.
The girl from the podium, Althea, eyeballed him. "Aren't you a bit old for this game?"
"Aren't you a bit boring?"
Anya watched with glee as Althea nearly burst. "I'm not boring!"
"Then play." Les challenged.
"I am."
"Now that we've got that settled," Anya set an empty coke bottle in the center of the circle. "Whoever the bottle points to, that person has to pick either a truth or a dare. After that person decides, the player who spun the bottle has to come up with a truth or dare."
"Sounds simple enough." the man said, and tucked a few of his curls behind his ear. "Are there any limitations?"
"Murder, sex, and cannibalism are frowned upon. After all, we do have children," Anya gave pointed look at Les. "We do have 'children' playing."
"Watch it." Les warned.
Edging away from her sister, Allegra awkwardly patted Les's arm.
"No touchy or I'll tell PMC about the bathroom adventure." Althea warned.
The curly haired man chuckled, exposing two sharpened incisors.
Anya shifted away. "And you are, who? Hannibal Lector?"
He straightened his archaic clothing. Seriously. He looked like he was from the 1940s. He reminded Anya of a Nazi with his superior attitude and Aryan looks.
She didn't like Nazis.
"Can we play?" Althea whined, determined to prove she wasn't boring.
Anya plopped down. "Let's play freaks." She spun the bottle. It went round and round and round, until-
"Oh."
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RandomTwo days ago, Anya Pimenova received a mysterious invitation to attend a week long convention. At the convention, she saw her boyfriend, friends, enemies, and many others that she didn't know. Once, everyone was gathered, a girl wearing Doctor Who...
