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( MINGLE - WEEK 3 )

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The sun is shining, the air conditioner units hum as they always do, and a gentle morning breeze blows against the windows. The scent of pine cones and evergreen follow you wherever you go in the motel, save for the parking lot and outdoor pool. It seems like someone was very generous with the detergent while moping the floors.

The two grandfather clocks (one on each floor) will ring with each passing hour, indicating the time of day without fail. With this knowledge — they'll note the motel will continue to be surrounded by fog until 8:00 AM on the dot. It is at that hour that the fog will begin to recede. Not enough to reveal the whole city, but enough to allow residents to explore some of the buildings surrounding the motel.

And speaking of the motel, it doesn't seem like there's anything out of the ordinary on this lovely Monday morning. How quaint.

As a reminder, we are now accepting murder proposals for Week 3! If you're interested in having your character commit a murder this week, be sure to send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. Without any murders we can't have a murdergame, so go forth and let the bodies hit the floor!

As always, feel free to PM us or send us a PP over plurk if you have any questions!

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Dave composed it. He did some other ones, too. [this one is cool??] Hey, Dipper.

Hey. [he listens for a few seconds] Woah. That's really good. [he sounds genuinely impressed] ... You were an alternate universe version of his brother, right? [he doesn't wait for confirmation before continuing] Dave talked about it a bit.

[hesitantly, he reaches to pat dirk's shoulder. he is not. great. at comfort.]

I'm sorry, man. I don't know what I'd do if I lost Mabel, alternate universe or not.

[Dirk accepts the efforts. He knows Dipper means well, and it's hard to shove away someone who just cares about his own siblings.]

Yeah. Thing is, to me, he wasn't an alternate, he was just—

[He stops himself, not to stop the sentence itself but because there was a rise in his voice and if he doesn't stop himself from breathing he'll do something stupid like get too damn emotional, more than Dipper should have to deal with by far.]

He was pretty good with mixin' music.

[That's much safer.]

... Yeah, he was. [Dipper can sort of guess where Dirk was heading, and so he just. thinks of something to say]

I know it'll never be the same, and we can't make it better, but if it ever gets go be too much... If you feel too alone or something, Mabel and I can be there for you. You don't have to talk or anything. [he doesn't know Dirk that well, and can't tell if that offer would help, like, at all, but he wants it to be... out there.]

[Oh. He looks at Dipper, understanding the sentiment, not knowing how to accept it the right way. That's just what's wrong with him, isn't it? He can watch people and witness them and understand that they are human but he can't be. He falls short. He falters, every time.]

Thanks, Dipper. I'm not exactly... the most adept at interacting with people in a graceful way. I appreciate the kindness.

[He laughs a bit at that: it's not funny, but he can't help it]

Dude, don't worry about that. I'm not always great at it either. I get... I kinda get stuck in my own head a lot. [he shrugs] What I'm trying to say is... No pressure?

[He knows that particular kind of laugh.]

Thanks. What do you mean, about gettin' stuck in your own head?

I have a ... slight tendency to overthink sometimes? A little? And make things more complicated than they are? [this is partly self-awareness and partly having a twin who will literally call you out, a lot] I get in my own way a lot. That kind of stuff.

Huh.

[He holds a fist out for Dipper. Bump it?]

Me too.

[absolutely bumps it, though he's giving an awkward shy little laugh at it]

Seriously? I've never known anyone else like that. [tilts his head a bit] I guess we'll have to officially make you an honorary Pines, then.

No.

[It came out vehement and he realizes it after he says it. He stills but works to clarify.]

Sorry. I appreciate it, seriously, dude. I just don't want to be anythin' but a Strider.

[Dave is his family. Dave is his only family. Allowing even the joke or pretence of more feels like a betrayal. He can't imagine it.]

Uh. Serious about the overthinkin' to the point of makin' things complicated and gettin' in my own way thing. I spent well over half a decade trying to set up the ground work for askin' a boy I liked out. A lot of my efforts just made things messier and, frankly, more stupid.

[he raises his arms in both a "woah calm down" and "i come in peace motion", and his voice cracks a bit]

That's fine? [clears his throat] I mean, that's fine. I meant more like ... those friends who visit the family so much they're basically like second family? Bad timing for that kinda comment though. Gotcha.

[y i k e s. of course then dirk goes through the rest dipper relaxes a bit to ... seemingly melt in embarrassment in his seat]

Ugh, that sounds exactly like me with We-- with this girl I liked, but over even more time. That's-- that's rough, dude.

Yeah, I just—

[Feelings. Dead brother. AWKWARD. He appreciates the idea. Dipper is a good kid.

Let's focus on awkward romance instead of the one about family and loneliness and whatnot.]

It was ten kinds of stupid, but for some reason Jake hasn't decided he wants to end our friendship yet. [Jake is Too Good for Dirk, as far as Dirk is concerned.] You probably know how easy it is to get carried away with things.

[that takes him by surprise though]

Oh! I didn't know you meant Jake. [...dipper... plz] Ugh, yeah, I know. I get so obsessed over stuff ... I had this whole, like, forty-seven step plan to ask Wendy on a date, and then I made a bunch of clones of myself, and then there was a mutiny because I thought maybe I should just talk to her like a normal person, and it was this whole thing-- it was so stupid. Or once I nearly got us killed by a shapeshifter because I didn't just tell her and... yeah. [he seems to realize he has shared TOO MUCH and stops] She's the same way, though. I was really glad she wanted to be friends even after all that.

I made a robot double of myself and sent it to him to train him. [He gets you on your stupid thing of clones??? That was a stupid idea on his part also.]

Wendy sounds like she's pretty cool.

Did it ...work? [dipper, no.]

She's the coolest person I know. [he says this like it's an absolute fact because. it is.] It was great having her around in the apocalypse.

...It trained him, but he was uncomfortable with it and I ignored that like an asshole. And we got together, but we broke up really badly because of me. [So. Mixed???

Wait.]

I didn't know you two were apocalypse kids. [Mabel smashes pies isn't that a DON'T DO IT on Apocalypse Kid 101?]

You are describing exactly all of my fears about having a potential future girlfriend. Except the training part. [so like. yikes.

blinks]

Oh, we're not. Or-- well, hopefully we won't be. The end of the world is kind of a recent thing? We were kind of on our way to stop it when we got dropped here instead. So like... at least in this scenario there is no giant head with an arm trying to eat me so far? Pros and cons, dude.

Sorry, dude. I can't promise that you will not think your way into an unmitigated disaster entirely of your own making. [Because Dirk sure did!]

Where does the arm attach? [The important question.]

[he just makes a despair horizon(tm) face at that because. why. he knew he would but Why.]

The top. Wait, lemme just-- [at that, dipper takes out his notepad and quickly draws, his tongue poking out in concentration. he then shows it to dirk and it is. something. ... at least it's pretty well drawn?] He kept asking me to get in his mouth, but I don't even know... where his mouth leads.

...That's disturbing on every possible level. [It asking Dipper to get into his mouth is even more disturbing??? why]

[staring completely straight faced]

Yes. Yes it was. [but then he shrugs] But my personal trauma aside, that was just the tip of the iceberg of weirdness. We're in an event called Weirdmageddon-- reality basically unraveled because of a rift between dimensions.

How weird does it get? [He likes weird. Weird is interesting. As long as weird is not juggalos.]

Pretty weird? The water tower came alive and had teeth. Time stopped. There were weirdness bubbles everywhere, and those were... messed up. I think I was a bird in one of them? I coughed up feathers.

Nothing was weirder than this one guy kind of pathetic reporter guy who gave himself a makeover and asked us to call him Bodacious T from now on. Like... no. Just... no.

[...Huh.]

Were there any clowns?

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