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[sexlapis]

[◉°] … TOJI FUSHIGURO TAKES A LIE DETECTOR TEST… 9.6M VIEWS

꩜ actor!toji (& implied actor toji x actress/actor reader)

⤷ synopsis: toji thought this lie detector test was going to be a breeze. he was a little mistaken.

sfw, fluff, crack, ooc toji, toji & reader are secretly together, toji lying!

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“i ain’t nervous,” toji claims, cracking his neck and smirking as the crew members attach the needed equipment to his body, “i ain’t no liar either. so i got nothing to worry about here.”

“i sure hope that’s true, mr.fushiguro.” the polygraph examiner replies slyly.

“are you ready, toji fushiguro?” the interviewer asks.

“yeah, i am,” toji claps, “hurry up and get started.”

“is your name toji fushiguro?”

“yes my name is toji fushiguro.” he looks to the polygraph examiner. “it is, right?”

the woman simply stares at him.

“..alright then…”

the interviews asks another question. “are you about to take a polygraph exam?”

“yes, yes and yes, now give me the real questions!”

TOJI FUSHIGURO TELLS THE TRUTH

YOUR CAREER

“we’re going to start with the category of your career.”

toji nods and looks to the examiner. “how ‘m i doing?”

“you’re very calm, nothing unusual yet.”

“hm.”

the interview begins to speak. “one of your most popular roles as an actor was when you played Frank Castle in the Netflix series, “The Punisher”. some would say this is when you became a heartthrob. do you think is this true?”

toji sighs and shakes his head. “nah-”

“LIE.” the polygraph examiner calls out.

toji raises his hand. “…because, i was already a heartthrob before alla that.” he smiles, looking proud of himself. his answer is met with silence.

“ok.” says the interviewer and goes onto the next question. “do you face a lot of pressure being a heartthrob?”

“nope.” toji answers easily. “i’m just that kinda guy. i ain’t gotta try too hard for much, especially not ‘being hot’.”

he looks at the examiner.

“he’s telling the truth.” she states. she almost seems disappointed by the fact.

“see?” toji says, folding his arms, “as i said, ‘got nothin’ to lie about.”

“in the punisher,” the interviewer starts, ignoring toji’s cocky replies, “do you wear a muscle suit to look bigger than you actually are?”

toji throws his back, cackles echoing around the small room. “fuck no!” he gestures to…his whole body, “‘it look like i need a muscle suit? ‘didn’t even know that shit was a thing… i’m big enough without any of that stuff.” he shrugs, looking into the camera. “i think we can all see that.”

the examiner nods curtly. “..he is telling the truth.”

“do you workout often?” asks the interviewer.

toji scoffs. “i thought i’d get good questions..but yeah, yeah i do workout.”

“would you consider yourself fit?”

“yep. ‘hundred percent.”

“would you consider yourself fitter than,” the interviewer slides a photo of the actor gojo satoru towards toji, “this man?”

“pfft-” toji chortles. “oh, ohh yeah. easily. he’s like..” he looks for the correct words, “a little boy. are we kidding?”

he looks to the examiner and then to the interviewer.

“he is being truthful..again.”

toji smirks at the camera, tapping the side of his nose with his finger. “toji never lies.”

POP CULTURE

“this year, you were named “The Most Sexiest Man Alive” by People Magazine. do you believe you’re sexier than this man, 2022’s sexiest man, nanami kento?” the interviewer slides another photo, this time of the actor nanami kento.

toji looks at the photo for a second, before scoffing a little. “oh yeah. definitely. ‘guy just has a permanent frown on his face. he ain’t ugly but he could smile a little, y’know?”

“what about this ‘guy’, 2021’s most sexiest man alive, ryomen sukuna?” the interviewer also slides a picture of him to toji.

toji strokes his chin. “heh..yeah..yeah i would say so..this guy..he ain’t ugly either but..theres this energy about him..”

“what energy would that be, toji fushiguro?”

“the energy of a fuckin’ mass murderer that’s what!” he laughs at his own joke, looking at the picture of this ‘ryomen sukuna’, who is glaring into his soul through the image. “yeahh, i’d say i’m more attractive than him. just.. just a little.” he holds two fingers close together emphasis. “jesus christ, that’s one scary looking fuck.”

the examiner inspects the polygraph and looks towards toji and the interviewer. “he has been telling the truth.”

“yeah.” toji nods, exhaling through his mouth and sliding the pictures away from himself. “‘course i am.”

LOVE LIFE

toji had been doing well so far, but the category of ‘love life’ would be his downfall.

“do you want to get married in the future?”

“yeah, yeah i do.”

the examiner nods.

“have you ever been in love?”

“..yes.” toji responds, thinking about his past for a second.

the examiner nods again.

“are you in love right now?”

toji pauses for the first time in the whole test. he takes a deep breath. “no. yeah, no. ‘m not.”

the examiner raises an eyebrow at the results. “questionable.”

“oh, c’mon.” toji groans, rolling his eyes.

“is there someone you’re in love with?”

“nope. nobody at all.” he interlinks his fingers, tapping them against each other. “..nobody at all..”

“questionable. again.” the examiner states, pointedly looking at toji.

toji sighs. “oh, brother…”

“did you happen to meet this person..on set?”

“no, ‘cause there is no person?” toji says firmly.

“again.” the examiner says. “questionable.”

“christ…”

the interviewer asks another question. “do you believe in love at first sight?”

toji huffs. “no, that’s just two people who wanna fuck.”

“i see. then,” the interviewer takes out three pictures, all of them being people who he has worked with on set, including you.

“are you in love with any of these people?”

toji gulps, hesitating for a split second, his eyes focused on your picture. “nope. not oneeee bit.”

“LIE.” the examiner shouts excitedly, happy to have finally caught toji out on lying. she rings the negative buzzer repeatedly. “lie!”

“‘you serious?” he asks incredulously, looking between the interviewer and the examiner. “listen, maybe it was just my heart murmur or somethin’ like that,” he looks to side, cheeks rosy and shifts in his seat a little, “i-i don’t-”

“those are the last of our questions.” the interviewer says to toji, smiling knowingly. “thank you for taking part in our lie detector test.”

toji grumbles.

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a/n: this was longer than i planned 🤥

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[feltiik]

Recently came across this machine right next to the Ordinary AWE teleport on one of my monthly run around and take pictures kinda thing. At first I thought it was a polygraph machine but the more I looked the less sure I was. First of all - connected to a gas tank, genuienly cannot find a single polygraph machine connected to a gas tank. It also has two instead of one paper rolls which only show one line instead of the 4 during polygraph exam. And then there is the control panel, which states "This device ... (is to?) be operated by ... (name of a researcher?) only!". Perhaps it is a machine used to check AWE frequencies? In the same room we got a record of Dylan being asked questions too which throws me off. I am lost. Anyway. I am so interested to know what this is, so if someone knows... let me know! (okay that sounded horrible but I am too tired to change it)

[soulofapatrick]

Lie To Me - Gabriel Luna x Reader

Summary: Y/N does the vanity Fair lie detector test and it gets dragged out of her that she has a raging crush on her co-star Gabriel Luna 

Words: 1.5k

Warning: none

Notes: If you have any Gabriel stories you want me to write please ask, there's not much content on him online so he’s a lot harder to write for him but I'm not gonna stop as he needs the love ❤️

“Is your full name Y/N Y/M/N(s) Thornberry?”

“Yeah that’s correct, pronounced right as well. Props to you.” 

“Are you an actor?” 

“I’m definitely something. An aspiring actor feels more accurate, The Last of Us being my second big role really.” 

“Are you about to take a polygraph exam?” 

“Yup and I’m shitting myself about it! Can I swear? I can swear right?” 

“Why are you nervous?”

“Look at this? I’m hooked up to the machine and neither of you seem to like to smile. Like at all.” 

“We shall start with the category of your career.” 

“Alright, starting big.” 

“Some would say Supernatural was when you really became famous and a fan favourite, do you think you’re the best Winchester?” 

“Oh no, I’d say I’m the least favourite, joining in season-“ 

“She’s lying.” 

“Wait what? I am?” 

“Do you think you’re the best Winchester?”

“No, that would be Dean. I’d say I’m the second best, sorry Jared.” 

“That’s the truth.” 

“Was there a lot of pressure coming into the show so late?” 

“I wouldn’t say pressure as Jared and Jensen made me feel right at home almost immediately. It was scary seeing the fans of the show react to Eleanor being brought in so late and so suddenly but the initial response blew me away and I could ask to be part of a better fandom.” 

“There a lot of fan accounts for Supernatural, do you ever look at any of them?”

“Actually I do, my best friend Pedro and I like to send each other videos and memes we see made of each others characters or if we see any that are really amazing. There are some really good editors out there who really put Nell and Maria in such a beautiful and badass light.”

“Do you have a favourite account?” 

“Yeah actually… Ummm, Pedro and I send a lot to each other from an account called Lunaberry4life with the for being the number 4.” 

“So you play Eleanor Winchester in Supernatural, did you ask to wear flannel?” 

“Did I ask to wear flannels? I love the Winchester flannels and some of them may actually be in my wardrobe at home. The costume crew do such an amazing job with making me feel comfortable in everything I wear as well as capturing the badass nature of Nell.” 

“So you would say you’re a fan of flannels?” 

“For the show and what they represent with the fandom yes but as an everyday item I’m not sure. I’m more of a fan of sweatpants or jeans and a casual tee shirt or sweater.” 

“You were a barista before you became an actress correct?” 

“Yeah, I adore coffee. Can’t live without it really and so I became a barista before I got dragged into the acting world by probably one of my best friends, the lovely Barbara Palvin or as I get to call her: Barbie.” 

“Who would you rather invite to your birthday party? Barbara Palvin or Pedro Pascal?” 

“I wouldn’t have one if I couldn’t invite them both. In their own ways they’ve become very special to me and I couldn’t do it. I don’t have the heart to go without one of them. I’m a little selfish like that, why have one if you can have both?”

“Would you invite me?” 

“Yeah…?”

“She’s lying” 

“So you just finished filming The Last of Us, correct?”

“Yeah, it was a really great experience, being able to meet and act alongside such great actors like Pedro and Bella. Bella is a force to be reckoned with as she has this fire I wish I had when I was her age and I can really see her taking over the world.”

“Who did you enjoy working with the most from the cast?”

“Probably Pedro as he’s just so sweet and sincere. I never expected a man as famous as him to be so humble, he was always able to make us laugh, especially when filming those really intense scenes. That man has a habit of randomly emoting!”

“That’s a lie. Pedro being her favourite, not about Pedro.” 

“Are you lying?”

“No…?” 

“Yes.”

“Who did you enjoy working with the most from the cast?”

“Well I did enjoy spending time with Gabriel Luna, he’s just an all around person and I loved playing his wife. He’s get such an addictive personality and would always manage to help me calm down whenever I got too anxious and I will say those curls are so fucking cute.” 

“When Pedro was in your position he was asked if he thought himself a heartthrob. Do you think Pedro Pascal is a heartthrob?” 

“Yeah, he’s definitely a heartthrob. I mean the world has already declared Pedro as the hottest man and he’s just such a Daddy, ya know?” 

“What about Gabriel Luna?”

“Oh! Umm, well… have you seen him? He’s definitely hot and very underrated. He’s got a very charming southern accent and I don’t know if you’ve noticed the freckles across his gorgeous skin and his eyes seem to be the brightest shade of brown I have ever seen, much like cognac. He might be like eighteen years older than me but he needs more recognition for what he does- oh I’m rambling…” 

“You seem to have thought about this a lot.” 

“I-I wouldn’t say that…”

“She’s lying.” 

“N-no!” 

“Moving on…”  

*

I’m dragging myself from my bed at the knock on my door, having just ended a FaceTime with Pedro who of course had a good tease about my vanity fair lie detector interview. It got released last night and already the fan accounts are blowing up my phone with edits and ships of me and different actors. Pedro called me as soon as he woke up, being a few hours behind me at the moment and first checked on how I was doing before he let himself tease me a little. I hung up on him to call back a second later, him waiting for the call back and a grin on that stupidly cute face as he chuckled. 

The knock at the door gets more persistent as I pad through my apartment, wondering who the fuck it could be. Barbie has keys so it won’t be her as she’d just let herself in with a call of my name to let me know it was her and Pedro is still doing his Mandalorian press tour so it’s definitely not him. 

Flinging the door open I’m greeted by dark curls and warm cognac eyes. Gabriel’s standing in front of me, out of breath and an overnight bag hanging from his shoulder. He’s watching me, eyes scanning my face as I just stare in shock. Gabriel Luna is standing outside my door. He’s at my apartment. How the fuck did he get my address? Oh wait, I know, Pedro probably. That motherfucker. 

“Is it true?” Gabriel’s southern accent rolls off his tongue like warm honey as he steps forwards, into my apartment and I take an instinctive step back, “Y/N, is it true?” 

“I-is what true?” My voice catches in my throat when my back hits my kitchen island, the door being kicked closed before Gabriel’s dropping his bag and stalking towards me, my mouth drying up at his every step. He places his hands either side of my hips, against the edge of the counter as his dark eyes scorch my skin, face dipping down close to mine. 

“Don’t play dumb with me sweet girl.” He coos, voice deep as he dares a glance at my lips and back up. 

“Please.” I whimper, the sound dying on my lips when his crash against mine. It’s sweet and tantalisingly slow as we both relish in the feeling of wanting each other. His hands move from the counter to my hip and my cheek and I’m gripping his shirt to pull him flush against me. I think I might be dreaming still but when his blunt nails dig into my hip I know this is real; he’s here and he’s actually kissing me. He’s intoxicating, the mixture of coffee and cedar wood addictive and I never want to stop but my lungs are burning and we’re pulling apart with a gasp, “Fuck me.” 

“Let me at least take you on a date first.” He mumbles, lips curving into a smile against my neck, stealing a gasped laugh from me as I do the one thing I have always wanted to do: tangle my hands in those perfect curls and tug, testing the waters. The dirtiest moan I have ever heard falls from those cupid bow lips and his cognac eyes darken even more, his voice husky as he growls out, “You keep doing that and I’ll have to skip taking you out on a date and asking you to be my girlfriend.” 

I tug on his soft hair again, groaning out a quiet, “Ask me.” 

“Will you go out with me?” 

“Fuck yes.” 

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[mecthology]

The Pascagoula Abduction: Alleged Alien Encounter in Mississippi.

On October 11, 1973, in Mississippi, Charles Hickson and Calvin Parker reported to local authorities that they encountered an unusual oval-shaped object while fishing. They described hearing a whirring sound, seeing flashing blue lights, and being temporarily paralyzed. According to their account, three robotic-like creatures with slit mouths and pincers took them aboard the object and conducted an examination.

The incident gained significant attention, with Hickson and Parker sharing their experiences through interviews, television appearances, and books. Hickson claimed additional encounters with aliens, while Parker later established a company focused on UFO investigations.

Despite the claims made by Hickson and Parker, skepticism arose surrounding the case. Aviation journalist Philip J. Klass identified discrepancies in Hickson's story and criticized his refusal to take a polygraph exam. Skeptical investigator Joe Nickell suggested that Hickson may have experienced a hypnagogic "waking dream state" and that Parker's corroboration could be attributed to suggestibility.

In recent years, a historical marker was unveiled at the site of the alleged abduction, acknowledging the event's significance in local history. However, Calvin Parker passed away in 2023 after battling kidney cancer.

The Pascagoula Abduction remains a notable case in the realm of UFO sightings and alien encounters, sparking discussions and debates about the existence of extraterrestrial life and the reliability of eyewitness accounts.

Follow @mecthology for more horror stories and legends.

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[lazyrookiequeen]

I was disappointed a little bit not only with the fact that we see their ILY in promo, but with the fact that Lucy asks Tim: "Do you love me?", and he answers, because he was asked, not because he wants to say.

But some 6x02 promo photos make me change my mind. Here's my theory:

This is not their first ILY in the promo. I think, Tim makes his ILY confession while dancing, that's why they're so soft and tender, and Lucy strokes his face as something precious.

And the scene in interrogation room is after that.

May be Lucy should be able to interpret the polygraph data for her detective exam?

So Lucy asks Tim "Do you love me?" as a part of test questions they do for making the difference between truths and lies.

That's why she looks aside after his ILY, there's polygraph screen there, and his ILY is not vulnerable or excited as the very first ILY could be, it is a little bit annoyed, just like 'You don't do Tim tests, I do Tim tests" 😀

So, maybe our beloved 'the rookie' intern didn't spoil the ILY moment to us, while spoiling the ILY moment 😀

[offender42085]

Post 0557

...The DNA test showed that his profile is at least 163 octillion times more likely or otherwise expressed -- the number 163 followed by 27 zeros...... 

Chet Neilson, Idaho inmate 134749, born 1988, incarceration intake in 2020 at age 31, parole eligible on 08/23/2034 with full discharge on 08/22/2044

Rape

A man who almost got away with a violent rape for over two years was sentenced.  District Judge Steven Boyce sentenced 31-year-old Chet K. Neilson to 15 to 25 years in prison after he pleaded guilty to felony rape. The courtroom was packed and deputies brought in extra chairs for people attending the sentencing hearing.

Neilson’s comments during the hearing were barely audible to other people in the room.  Neilson never looked at anyone else in the eye and constantly looked to the floor as he spoke.

The guilty plea came as part of an agreement made with Teton County Prosecutors at a mitigation hearing. In exchange for the guilty plea, prosecutors dropped a felony battery charge and felony enhancement of infliction of great bodily injury.

Investigators with the Teton County Sheriff’s Office tied Neilson to the Aug. 4, 2017, rape by collecting his used chewing tobacco and matching it with DNA from a sexual assault exam of the victim.

“Mr. Neilson, you committed a shocking crime,” Boyce said before handing down the sentence. “I’ve been in the law 25 years and this is one of the worst things I’ve ever seen.”

Neilson attacked the then 26-year-old woman as she was walking in the Victor City Park around 1 a.m. that August morning. The man, later identified as Neilson, grabbed her mouth and threw her to the ground before raping her. During the assault, Neilson repeatedly said he would kill her if she made any noise.

During the sentencing hearing, it was made known that Neilson strangled the victim to the point she passed out. The lack of oxygen caused blood vessels in her eyes to burst. Boyce said he’s only seen injuries like that in cases where the victim does not survive.

The Teton County Sheriff’s Office opened its investigation immediately after the attack but had little leads. Last August, detectives received a tip that led them to Neilson.

The following week, detectives, along with the Idaho State Police and the Fremont County Sheriff’s Office, began a surveillance operation to collect a DNA sample from Neilson. Investigators were successful in obtaining used chewing tobacco spit from Neilson’s mouth.

Lab results from the DNA test showed the “profile is at least 163 octillion times more likely to be seen if Chet Neilson is the source than if an unrelated individual randomly selected from the general population is the source.”

Deputies arrested Neilson and he confessed to the violent rape.

Defense attorney Sean Moulton recommended his client serve a rider and said when he first met Neilson, he was completely candid about what he did and wanted to plead guilty. He mentioned how Neilson has no prior criminal record but struggles with cognitive disabilities. Moulton described reports calling those cognitive deficits as “thinking errors.”

Boyce referred to a psychosexual evaluation done before Neilson was sentenced showed deception in a polygraph. He also said it’s concerning how Neilson said he saw the victim and had a “sexual urge” before raping her in a seemingly random act.

“This rape was so violent she was literally fighting for her life,” Boyce said.

In addition to time in prison, Boyce ordered Neilson to pay a $1,000 fine and $375 in court costs. He will also have to pay $5,000 to the victim as well as restitution.

Neilson will have to register as a sex offender for life.

“You’ve thrown your whole life away with one random act,” Boyce said.

3a

[lilithsaintcrow]

"The government’s guidelines had repeatedly stressed that we should not do any research before our polygraph. Their insistence struck me as odd: if the machine detects lies, why would it matter?"

[the-eternal-quest-for-balance]

Man Accused Of Molesting Stepdaughters Gets Results Of Polygraph Exam

[strawberryblondebutch]

PLEASE hit me with bipolar kirby . please. i wanna hear everything

BP2 with rapid cycling that took forever to get properly diagnosed because medical misogyny

It didn't help that her first hypomanic episode was triggered while she was going through drug withdrawal (ironically her disease made her more susceptible to addiction in the first place)

The second time it happened, she couldn't blame it on any external factors. She just assumed she was getting out of her period of acute grief/trauma and this was what being normal was like -- it had been so long since she felt that way

Diagnosed with unipolar depression first because that's what was getting in the way of her functioning. The SSRIs trigger another manic episode, which reaffirms that "oh yeah, this is just what feeling normal is"

One day she was telling her therapist about how she was going through these cycles of feeling great for a little while followed by long periods of bad depression, but they didn't seem to correlate with anything in her life? What's that about?

Was absolutely terrible with taking her mood stabilizers at first. She liked being manic. It made her feel productive for once. She knew, realistically, that the better the highs, the worse the lows, but the lows couldn't be that bad, right?

Oh. Yes they could.

Kept getting into the habit of taking on too much when she was manic and having her world collapse when she was depressed. The pressure of this is what got her back on a regular medication regimen

Was terrified of the diagnosis gutting her chances at becoming an agent. This is the part during the polygraph exam where she started crying. "Is it treated?" the person administering the test asked, and she nodded. "Okay, we'll make a note of that." Turns out it wasn't half as big a deal as she expected.

Still has trouble noticing when she switches from one mode to another. A few days in, she'll stop and go, "Oh. I slept 3 hours and feel fine. Seems bad." Or "Oh, I want to sleep 14 hours. Seems bad."

Getting Nina was the main thing that kept her life from totally imploding, because no matter how bad she got, she had to get up and take care of the cat

Cannot sit still when manic. Paces around the room instead

Fidget fidget fidget. "Oh wait what was that I didn't hear it". This is the one thing that never changes regardless of what part of a cycle she's in

"Whoa, you're talking really fast, can you slow down?" "That would be torture actually"

Keeps paper plates around because washing dishes is the first thing to go when the depression gets bad

Mainly takes lithium but her brain doesn't react well to SSRIs, so she supplements it with Seroquel instead of a typical antidepressant. Looks like she and Sam have something in common

[etxrnaleclipse]

Benji Dunn Full Biography

History/Family

Benji is the second child to Andrew Dunn and Victoria Dunn. He has one older brother, Jonathan Andrew Dunn, who is four years older than him. Benji’s father worked as an accountant while his mother was a member of the British Army. Being an army child meant moving around a lot for the boys, but they eventually came to like the excitement of moving. The family wound up settling in America when Benji was 13, where he finished his secondary school education, however when he graduated, he applied for and was accepted into Oxford University. Benji returned to England when he was 19 and attended Oxford for his Bachelors and his Masters, and on graduation, he decided that he enjoyed life in America and returned to his family.

As mentioned, Benji has one sibling. Jonathan was born February 22nd 1972. Jonathan married his wife, Emily, in 1999. They have two children, Luke (born in 2003) and Sophie (born in 2009).

Education/IMF

Benji studied Computer Science, with units taken in Biological Science at Oxford University. He graduated with distinctions and high distinctions all around before continuing to take his postgraduate MSc in Computer Science.

Upon returning to America after he completed his masters, Benji was on the lookout for jobs in the field. He took a few here and there, until one day, he found what looked like a great opportunity.  It seemed to be just a regular advertisement for a technician job with the Department of Transportation in Washington DC.

Figuring it would be interesting to give it a try, Benji put in an application as the technician and decided to see what would happen. Needless to say, he was very surprised when he was offered a job with them. At the age of 26, he packed up, said goodbye to his family, and moved over to DC. It was only once he arrived there that he found out that this job was far from normal.

MISSION IMPOSSIBLE GHOST PROTOCOL He worked in IMF’s technician labs until taking the field exam in early 2011. He spent some time shadowing Agent Trevor Hanaway, a field agent who had been working out on away missions for quite a few years. He later joined Trevor’s team, consisting of the agent himself and Agent Jane Carter. Both agents really took him under their wing and Benji learnt a lot from them, growing to consider them close friends. They ran a few missions together until they were sent after a file containing Russian nuclear launch codes. A simple enough mission, but nothing in their job is ever simple. When it was clear that someone else was after the file, Trevor was killed by a contract killer, Sabine Moreau, and the file was lost.

Amidst their grief for Trevor, Jane and Benji were then sent to extract Ethan Hunt from Rankow Prison in Moscow in order to track down the codes and stop emerging nuclear extremist Kurt Hendricks, codename Cobalt, from detonating a bomb that would throw the United States and Russia into a nuclear war. After their infiltration of the Kremlin was thrown into disarray by Hendricks himself, resulting in the destruction of a large section of the building and the blame falling on the trio, Benji, Ethan and Jane found themselves fugitives. With IMF shut down due to the president initiating Ghost Protocol, they were forced to work underground, along with mysterious chief analyst William Brandt.

After many near misses, the team managed to prevent the detonation and Hendricks was killed. Ethan chose the three to join his team once more and Benji, despite being plagued by nightmares and cold sweats from his first major mission, Benji jumped at the opportunity.

MISSION IMPOSSIBLE ROGUE NATION When CIA Director Hunley shut down the IMF for ‘misconduct’ after the events of the Cobalt mission, Benji found himself once again stuck behind a desk. For six months, he was dragged through weekly polygraphs by Hunley to test his loyalties to Ethan, resulting in him having to perfect his lies. When he was tricked into going to Vienna to help Ethan, he realised just how much trouble his friend was in and insisted on staying to help him track down a Rogue Nation, known as the Syndicate, despite the potential risks. Sadly, those risks became a reality when Benji found himself kidnapped by menacing Syndicate leader Solomon Lane, used as leverage to control Ethan’s actions. Lane strapped a bomb to Benji’s chest and placed him on a highly sensitive pressure trigger in a crowded London restaurant, leaving Benji fearing for his life and the lives of those around him. Fortunately, Ethan managed to convince Lane to let Benji go and the team were able to bring him down together. This very near miss has left Benji shaken and despite his attempts to shove his feelings aside, he is struggling with the aftermath. He hopes that with his teams help, he can move on from this.

MISSION IMPOSSIBLE FALLOUT Two years after the events of Rogue Nation, Benji has done his best to push through his trauma and is continuing his work as a field agent, even getting to don a mask as he always dreamed to. But with the existence of the remaining Syndicate agents, known as The Apostles and led by a mysterious man John Lark, Benji was pulled back into a world he wanted to forget by having to break Solomon Lane out of prison. He pushed his personal feelings towards the man aside and got the job done, however whilst trying to prevent Lane and Lark from killing a third of the world’s population, he found himself at death’s door once again. Ambushed by Lane, set on finishing what he started in London, Benji was brutally beaten and hung from the neck, almost dying from his injuries in the process. Saved by Ilsa, he was able to work alongside her, Luther and Ethan to prevent two plutonium-based explosives from detonating.

Medical Info

Benji is short sighted and has worn glasses since he was 14 years old. When working, however, he tends to wear contact lenses, as they are far more practical for his line of work.

Benji’s only known allergy is to peanuts. This makes it difficult for him to wear masks in the field as some of the compounds are peanut based. (Inspired by a fanfiction found here)

Benji has no history with mental health issues, however he has developed some symptoms of PTSD following his abduction in London.

His oldest scar is one that runs across his forehead, a straight line above his right eyebrow. When he was 5, he was playing in their grandparent’s garden with his brother, then 9. Jonathan accidentally pushed Benji while playing and Benji fell and hit his head on the bird bath.

His fingertips are calloused from the Cobalt mission, the wiring having cut up the skin quite badly.

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Dissociation is a disconnection between a person's emotions, behaviors, perceptions, and/or sense of self. This disconnection is out of the person's control. It's often described as an extracorporeal experience. The current "Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders" (DSM-5) identifies the first of three types of dissociation as:

Depersonalization-derealization disorder - Persistent or recurring episodes of depersonalization, derealization, or both. It's often described as observing one’s self from afar, and a direct reaction to significant trauma. Most researchers view dissociation as a protective response to trauma. It allows people to function and go about day-to-day activities by blocking trauma related emotions and memories that are otherwise overwhelming.

With zero law enforcement encounters, other than a few speeding violations, being Mirandized for the first time was nothing short of surreal. Having it done just before getting into a government vehicle with two state police detectives who were transporting me to a polygraph exam where I’d be asked about my involvement in the hideous murder of my lover made it exquisitely transcendental as well. It is phenomenal how a dire situation can pique adrenal glands to create a clarity of mind that’s nothing short of piercing. Epinephrine is unquestionably a mighty hormone and was the single arbiter over the previous few weeks that allowed me to exhibit any pretense of normal human behavior. At the jump, Epi wrapped a steadying arm around my shoulder saying, “Don’t worry, zone out, do whatever you need to do, I’ve got this.” From then on Epi was in charge while I settled into a seat somewhere in the upper deck bleachers.

Inspector Dulles assumed an officious co-pilot position with Lunk relegated to driver. I think Lunk’s name was Luke or Liam or something like that, but I identified him as Lunk because he was a lunkhead through and through. He had blazing red hair, a pasty white, feverishly freckled complexion and I guessed stood about six-six. Consequently, without warning the front bench seat of the car got shoved back with maximum fury as far as it would go. Sitting in the rear, my knees were forcibly jammed into my chest. It was a typical Lunk move. 

Lunk was the kind of big man who liked to throw around his two hundred and fifty pounds or more. He would deliberately insinuate himself into the path of an oncoming walker so as to force a sidestep. More than once, I saw him body brush individuals, knocking them off balance and then turn to disingenuously apologize as though it had been accidental. Another time during my relatively brief exposures, I witnessed Lunk “half-sit” a detainee on a bench, dropped his whole weight so hard on the guy’s hip they debated the possible need to have the victim checked at an emergency room. An authentic undulating asshole, that Lunk. This was the brainiac too who, first day back at the apartment, strenuously argued in favor of booking me, citing one two-millimeter dot of blood on my boot. Didn’t want to give it up either until the inspector finally held up his palm and quelled him with, “Enough!”

Inspector Dulles was a short plump, graying fifty-something. He generally wore a long-suffering expression that seemed to suggest a degree of boredom very much in danger of lapsing into a nap. In contrast to the members of the homicide squad he supervised, the Inspector, fortunately, demonstrated a modicum of professionalism and was likely the single authority standing between me and a jail cell. Previous exchanges between the two of us had been demonstrations in the economy of language, but today he surprisingly assumed a manner that for him, I’d have to say, was positively chatty. The Super Bowl had been played the day before and he made it the topic of discussion. Lunk jumped right in with both of them inviting my involvement. These two, up until then being strident inquisitors, were suddenly my best friends. The ploy was embarrassingly transparent, but Epi clasped a stiff hand over my mouth before I could reflexively blurt, “You’ve gotta be kidding.” It wouldn’t be strategically smart to begin to demean. After all, the whole point of agreeing to a polygraph in the first place, which my attorney thought very ill-advised, was an earnest attempt to not only support my claim of innocence but equally to keep the investigation focused on the creature they already had in custody. So naturally it would be in my better interest to indulge Toody and Muldoon in their painfully obvious gambit. Just more of one bizarre event after another in a new normal. Besides, the capital was close to two hours away and having a match of sorts to play came as a welcome diversion.

Sure enough, before we even got on the highway, the Inspector referred to the late-night television show I cited during initial questioning when he had me recounting my every moment on the night of the murder.

“You said you watched an episode of Stedler that night at the group home. What was that about again?”

I replied, “He was trying to smuggle some prostitutes to Interpol in Berlin. They had info on the Russians there.”

Then the Inspector offhandedly added, “He did end up getting those two girls out of Moscow, right?”

Ah! The Inspector had done some checking or had someone check for him and this was presumably designed to further test my credibility. With the truth in my corner, my return volley was an easy lob, “Actually there were three women and they were in Vilnius. I don’t know what eventually happened. It was a two-parter.”

For the next forty-five minutes, whenever our conversation approximated affable, the Inspector or Lunk would attempt to weave in a poorly disguised probing question or loaded statement related to the investigation. Realizing my responses were consistently accurate and they were finding no incongruities, the two sleuths fell quiet. The rest of the ride passed in silence, a silence that sucked me into an inverted tailspin of anxiety. Although I knew I was innocent and they had Romney, I was well aware volunteering to subject myself to a polygraph came with serious risk. What if my jangling nerves and fragmented frame of mind caused a false positive or possibly could render the results inconclusive. The closer we got the more doubt crept in.

When we pulled into the central lab parking lot I was full-on levitating. Presumably it was the wind that lifted me out of the car and escorted me into the building where I hovered along the corridor’s astral rung with my hair skimming the ceiling. I vaguely recall being connected to the polygraph and asked a number of mundane preliminary questions. I do vividly remember though the technician pointedly asking whether I had any part in the commission of the murder. Every bit of the jumble vibrating throughout my body seemed to suddenly snap into the eye of my internal hurricane. Slammed down dead calm like a thick sheet of standing steel tipping over and landing perfectly flat, I answered, “No.” The reply, a tranquil certainty, rose from the hole in my heart, filled my chest and exited my lips like a giant bubble. I think there were a few more questions after that. Next thing, we were back in the car.

Hitting the highway again, Lunk looked at me via the rear-view mirror. The late afternoon winter sunlight illuminated the upper half of his head. With an implied challenge in his voice, he asked if I was right or left-handed. It was his Hail Mary lofted to possibly implicate me. When I informed him about my being dominantly right, I could see the disappointment trickle into his eyes. I knew then the coroner had established the perpetrator to be left-handed and that Lunk’s last-ditch effort at a gotcha also meant I’d passed the polygraph. Not a further word was spoken the entire ride back. When they dropped me at my car, the Inspector simply said. “I’ll be in touch.”

Toody & Muldoon were characters in an old TV show from The States.  If curious see:

 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Car_54,_Where_Are_You%3F

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The Truth Behind the Lie Detector: Understanding Polygraph Tests

The polygraph, often called the lie detector test, is a method that has been used for years in criminal investigations, security clearances, and personal disputes. While it is a source of some degree of fascination for many, concerns about its reliability and accuracy often occur. This article will take a closer review of the polygraph test, how it operates, and its use across different industries.

What Is a Polygraph Test?       

A polygraph test is a method of measuring. It records various physiological reactions such as heart rate, breathing rate, blood pressure, and skin conductivity, each considered to change when someone is lying. The theory of the test is founded on the notion that deceitful responses trigger a physiological reaction that can distinguish them from honest ones. The polygraph machine cannot discern the truth or falsity of a response. It records variations in the body's response to stress in response to questions.

How Does a Polygraph Test Work?

During a polygraph examination, the test subject is hooked up to the machine using sensors placed on different body parts. Typically, they are the fingers (for conductivity of the skin), the chest (to assess respiration and heart rate), and the arms (for high blood pressure). After being connected, the examiner will ask a series of questions, like the subject's name and other basic facts, and then pertinent questions for the particular case to be investigated.

The polygraph machine collects physiological data in real-time as the subject responds to these questions. The examiner analyzes the results to find noticeable physiological changes, which could indicate tension or discomfort in response to a particular query. If someone is stressed or anxious when answering the question, their physical responses could be evident in the polygraph results.

The Different Types of Polygraph Tests

There are a variety of polygraph tests that are each employed for a particular purpose:

The pre-employment test Many businesses, especially those working in law enforcement, security, and the government sector, employ polygraph tests to evaluate prospective employees' credibility and reliability.

Criminal Investigations: Law enforcement agencies can utilize polygraph tests to decide if a suspect is honest, especially in cases where other evidence isn't conclusive. However, they aren't legal evidence.

Monitoring Sex Offenders: Some treatment programs for sexual offenders include polygraph tests to make sure that the individuals aren't engaging in negative behavior or committing violations of the rules in their releases.

Personal Disputes��Polygraph tests can settle conflicts, including infidelity or theft allegations. However, the results aren't legally binding.

 

Accuracy and Reliability of Polygraph Tests

One of the most important problems with the polygraph test is its precision. While those who advocate for it claim that it's a valuable device to detect deceit, critics say that the test isn't 100% reliable.

False Positives and Negatives False Positives: A false positive is when the polygraph shows that an honest person is lying. False negatives occur when a deceitful person is believed to be truthful. The factors like anxiety, nervousness, or medical conditions can alter outcomes, leading to inaccurate conclusions.

Subjective interpretation: The polygraph results are then interpreted by an examiner from a human perspective who interprets the results. The interpretations differ depending on the examiner's experiences as well as their biases and the particular methods they employ.

Emotional State The human's mood, for example, anxiety, stress, or excitement, may influence the physiological reactions measured through the polygraph test. People who are anxious over the exam or scared of its consequences could show physical changes, even when they're being honest.

Polygraph Test in Court: Legal Considerations

Although polygraph tests are commonly utilized in various contexts, their application for legal purposes is confined. In many jurisdictions, the results from polygraph tests aren't admissible for use in court principally because of the test's controversies regarding reliability. The results are regarded as unreliable by several legal experts, and polygraphs can't conclusively establish a person's truth or lie. It is telling the truth lie detector polygraph test.

In some cases, polygraph tests could be used in negotiations or plea bargaining between the defense counsel and the prosecutor. In some instances, the results of polygraph tests can be used during parole hearings or probationary decisions, but the weight they play in these cases differs significantly.

Ethical Concerns Surrounding Polygraph Tests

The polygraph test can raise ethical concerns. For instance, people may be pressured into taking the test, particularly when investigating criminals or for employment screenings. In addition, results from polygraph tests can affect decisions in ways that may be unfair or discriminatory, especially in situations where the polygraph test has been utilized as the sole basis for determining.

There is also the privacy issue--individuals might be concerned about the invasive testing procedure and the consequences that could result if results are applied against them. The question of whether or not polygraph testing should be required or a choice of controversy.

The Future of Polygraph Testing

Despite the controversy concerning polygraph tests, technology is still being used today and is constantly evolving. Researchers are trying to improve the quality of tests by using new technologies, including fMRI (functional magnetic resonance imaging), which is believed to be an accurate indicator of truthfulness.

However, the notion that there could be the perfect "lie detector" remains elusive, and numerous experts believe that polygraphs will forever have limitations in detecting deceit.

Conclusion

Polygraph testing, also known as a lie detector test, can be a method that provides insights into a person's bodily responses to questions. Although it has been used in law enforcement, employment screenings, and dispute resolution, its reliability is still questioned. The debate continues about its use in different sectors. One thing is certain: no technology, no matter how sophisticated, can be guaranteed to reveal the truth with absolute certainty.

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Albert Ostman and Bigfoot

The most famous story about Canadian prospector Albert Ostman's 1924 encounter with Bigfoot is probably this one. Ostman's tale, now a prominent part of Bigfoot mythology, has captivated both skeptics and cryptozoologists. It is either one of the most important Bigfoot stories of the 20th century or a huge hoax. Ostman claims that his experience started when he went on a prospecting expedition into British Columbia's untamed mountains. He set off to investigate the area with supplies and a sleeping bag, supposedly in search of a lost gold mine. Ostman was skeptical despite hearing tales from the locals about strange animals living nearby.

One night, after setting up camp and dozing off, an unexplained feeling startled him awake. He described how they hauled him up and took him away while he was still in his sleeping bag. Ostman reported that this unexpected expedition took many hours to complete. Upon his eventual escape, he found himself in a small valley, surrounded by a family of creatures resembling Bigfoot or a yeti. Ostman gave a thorough description of the creatures. There were four members of the family: a giant male, a female, and two younger members. He calculated that the male was around eight feet tall, covered in hair, and resembled typical Bigfoot portrayals in appearance. The creatures didn't seem particularly hostile, just inquisitive. Ostman observed the habits and interactions of the Bigfoot over a six-day stay in their presence. While in captivity, Ostman said they allowed him to walk around the area, but the male Bigfoot was always watching him. He observed that they seemed to communicate by grunting and making motions, and that their diet seemed to consist of roots and flora. Rather than being malicious, Ostman thought the Bigfoot had transported him to their place out of curiosity. Ostman eventually came up with a way out. He decided to use the snuff he had packed. He gave the male Bigfoot a taste and watched as the animal turned around. Ostman took advantage of the situation and left the region, traveling back to civilization. Ostman did not tell the public about his narrative until 1957, despite the fact that it was fanciful. He remained mute for decades out of fear of mockery. After he eventually spoke about his experience, he was subjected to multiple interviews and even a polygraph exam, which he apparently passed despite the validity of such tests being called into question.

People have responded to Ostman's story with curiosity and suspicion. His story, according to his detractors, is readily fabricated and is not supported by any reliable sources. Ostman's thorough report, however, adds to the amount of anecdotal evidence that many Bigfoot aficionados believe supports the existence of these elusive animals. Albert Ostman's account continues to be a crucial part of the unsolved Bigfoot enigma, regardless of whether it is considered a compelling tale or an actual encounter. His story keeps cryptid researchers intrigued and debating, leaving the matter of Bigfoot's existence hanging in the balance.

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Elon Musk Reveals the Interview Question He Uses to Spot Liars

Lies can communicate deeper truths and provide entertainment in both fiction and art. But in reality, lies may be so damaging that they cause entire enterprises to fail. Polygraph exams and fMRI brain mapping are two common ways to identify lies, but Elon Musk, the CEO and co-founder of Tesla, takes a different approach when hiring new employees. During the 2017 World Government Summit in Dubai, Elon Musk revealed his straightforward but efficient technique for identifying falsehoods in job applications. His method became very well-known on social media.

One of the most powerful business men, Elon Musk, founded SpaceX and is now the CEO of Tesla. He also owns Twitter, now known as X. Unexpectedly, he’s also really good at spotting lies. Musk was questioned at the summit about how he would get applicants for a manned Mars expedition. In response, he said that in addition to using his intuition, he also makes targeted inquiries before making a choice. He clarified, “I say, tell me the story of your life and the decisions you made along the way and why you made them. That’s how my interview questions are always the same.”

Following the introductory segment, Musk poses a critical question to candidates: “Tell me about some of the most difficult problems you worked on and how you solved them.” Explaining his reasoning, the entrepreneur stated, “Those who truly solved the problem know the exact details of how they did it and can describe them thoroughly.”

On the other hand, dishonest candidates tend to avoid detailed explanations or rely on someone else’s story. “Those who only pretended to solve the problem can maybe go one level deep and then get stuck!” Musk declared. This makes it a valuable question for identifying liars. Numerous studies support the effectiveness of Musk’s interview technique.

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