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May. 19th, 2020 12:48 am
pinesfortruth: (look you........ are valid)


anyway how's my driving
pinesfortruth: (im 12 and what is this)
[knock knock on Dirk's door; who's this? it's a dippa dot

I hate myself]
pinesfortruth: (i'm sorry that people are jealous of me)
[the twins are barging in on Chie's room for this one because Drama]

Chie, there's something we gotta tell you.
pinesfortruth: (like a cool action hero... but a child)
[hey jay have you ever had a small child try to tackle you to the ground when you're in a private place minding your own business

because that's what is happening right now]
pinesfortruth: (mfw no wendy)
[so after that message on the bulletin board, Dipper got into contact with Craftly ... and then he recruited Jay into coming with "in case someone tries to murder me horribly you can be an eyewitness?". And now here they are, in the Meeting Place, awaiting the reveal of the mysterious bulletin board writer. Also, Dipper is not stressed out, at all?]

There's no way this isn't a trap, right. No one writes that many hearts without it being a trap.
pinesfortruth: (ok ... that sounds fake but okay)
[Dipper grabbed Chie and Jay that morning and dragged them off to a secluded location, and now he is just staring at them]

Sooo, I know it hasn't been a full week since our last info sharing, but I figured we should see if anyone didn't learn anything horrifying they should share in the past few days.

[...oddly specific]
pinesfortruth: (heck if i know dude i'm 12)
[so after ... That... display, Dipper's a bit hesitant to approach Jake (and Dirk, who is probably his shadow), but then again-- he said he'd wanted to talk, and maybe it'd get his mind off of... disembowelment, which wowie is Dipper trying to not Think about that, like, at all. so. he gives the boy enough time to like wash out the blood probably (yikes? yikes) before going to find him]

Hey, Jake, um-- [should he mention the execution. let's not? let's not] you wanted to talk?

[dirk will get a little awkward half-wave of acknowledgement. wow dipper. super smooth. nailed it.]
pinesfortruth: ([british voice] oh no not aGAIn)
[dipper, who has waited the entire weekend to finally have time alone with his sister to talk Serious Shit (overcrowding in this motel is a real problem), decides the best way to initiate a conversation is like this:]

MABEL!!!

[dipper no one is dead you don't need to shout. for fuck's sake]
pinesfortruth: (have you accepted cthulhu as your lord a)
[following the ice cream party where Dipper angrily gorged himself to ignore Kamui's Swiss Cheese'd corpse, he hailed Jake and Andersen and asked if he could talk to them both privately. Now, here they are. Privately. In a private setting. Which I definitely thought of in advance. It's like, a room or something, idk. Some place with a chair so Jake doesn't die. He is being Considerate, okay. he has a pen and a notepad at the ready, like he is about to conduct an interview???]

Sorry to bother you like this, but I wanted to ask you guys if you could tell me what happened when you were... "vanished". Where you were, what happened, all of that stuff? Anything you're comfortable telling me.

[is he playing reporter. what.]
pinesfortruth: (look you........ are valid)
[post-trial, Dipper is ignoring his own faith as potential executioner because Y i k e s, and going straight to find Jay, pulling him towards a secluded nook]

Jay, hey. We should catch up.

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