week 1, saturday

[ninjay]

[ so. sometime after the trial ends, jay will be heading back to his own room, probably to internally shriek over how much of a terrible time this was for all.

mayhaps... he runs into a familiar face, while walking in that direction? hmmMMM? ]

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[pinesfortruth]

[dipper smiles awkwardly at jay. WOW HE SURE HOPES THIS DOESN'T COME TO BITE HIM IN THE ASS sweats]

Part of this town has already been set on fire, so I am going to hope for maybe 50% flames max? Is that too optimistic? That's probably too optimistic. A survivable amount of fire, then.

[ninjay]

Enough fire that won't completely ruin our day.

[ ........ er ]

More ruined than it already is, considering where we are.

[pinesfortruth]

The day can always be more ruined, Jay. It can always be more ruined.

[said sagely. then dipper looks away as if debating with himself and--]

Look, since we've got a deal and all-- you should know, there's a hidden trap door in the dark room. I have no idea where it leads or who can use it, but...

[ninjay]

[ it takes a moment for that to sink in. ]

... How many times have you gone in there in order to even discover that?

[pinesfortruth]

[:|]

No source sharing. We said this.

[ninjay]

[ he actually snorts. look, it's a valid question considering they met when dipper was lurking in the dark room okay???

there's a pause as he.... considers.... ]

This place is run by equivalent exchange.

[pinesfortruth]

Uhhhhh. What?

[ninjay]

Think of it as...

[ hmmmm. look, it's an internal hm and not vocal. ]

Our actions here all have a price tag attached.

[pinesfortruth]

[ok. rude. that feels like condescension.]

I know what equivalent exchange means, what I'm saying is I don't see how it applies to this place.

[ninjay]

I don't know the details yet, most likely because of the whole equivalent exchange deal, actually. I don't have anything to trade for the information just yet for some... reason...

[ he looks annoyed about the whole. not fucking knowing thing. ]

[pinesfortruth]

[wait, he finally gets it. he thought jay was just sharing a theory but--]

Oh. Oh! You know this. That's-- [damn it he can't ask how. he makes a face. he regrets his own deal, immediately.] What do you need to trade to get the information? Do you know?

[ninjay]

Not yet. It's apparently "too early" for that to come to light yet. But considering how this place is run, I have a feeling it's not going to be a very pleasant exchange.

[ he just hopes he doesn't fucking dies before it is no longer too early because he will feel so ripped off otherwise. ]

[pinesfortruth]

Great. What kind of horrible thing do we need to do or get through to get enough information to get out?

[ninjay]

Kill 39 people, probably.

[ it's a joke ]

[pinesfortruth]

[JUST THIS FACE]

Boo. Booooooooo. Bad taste. That was-- that was in bad taste, man.

[ninjay]

[ ok but he's not wrong ]

Fine, my apologies.

[pinesfortruth]

Also, it'd be less than 39, since three people can live and two will already be--

[...zips up]

But the math isn't the issue.

[ninjay]

[ SQUINTS SUSPICIOUSLY

he does not ask though, at least. ]

Preferably we could get more survivors than that.

[pinesfortruth]

[the 2 was because hana is on death row shh his math nerdiness isnt suspicious]

Maybe we can shoot for at least 30? Is that too high? Too optimistic? What's a good number to hope for, here.

[ninjay]

Probably. But I really am hoping that we can find some other way to beat this game.

[pinesfortruth]

There's gotta be some kind of loophole somewhere, or some kind of portal leading to a way out or something. That's how these things usually work.

[ninjay]

I feel like we should investigate the trapdoor, but at the same time...

[ look, going into the room is bad enough. that door would probably lead to DEATH or something?? that much is obvious, but it's hard to ignore the fact that it's there. ]

[pinesfortruth]

I tried already? It didn't ... really work out.

[???]

[ninjay]

You-- [ honestly, he's not even surprised.

jay quietly counts to five in his head before speaking again. ]

Can you tell me what happened?

[pinesfortruth]

It. Um. Weeeell. It... wasn't there?