Currently Zooble and Caine were arguing about why Zooble never wants to join on in the adventures..
Caine: “Zooble, why does all you do is complaining? I never know what you want!”
Zooble: “We had a whole suggestion box for that.”
Pomni: “Yeah, Zooble and I constantly say we like more chill and relaxing adventures.”
Ragatha: “Did you really not like my softball one?”
Pomni: “I'm not big into sports. Sorry.”
Caine: “The suggestion box just causes interpersonal drama. And me no likey.”
Zooble: “Alright. You really wanna know what I want?”
Caine: “Oh, no.”
Zooble: “I want the ability to have [beep].”
Jax: Surprised at the mention of sex. “No way. Are we FINALLY having this conversation?”
Caine begins to stammer so much, he glitches out. He eventually snaps back to normal.
Caine: “... Oh. Hi, Zooble!”
Zooble: To Ragatha. “Do you have any of that stupid sauce left?”
Caine: “What were we talking about? Oh, yeah! How teamwork is essential to making the dream work!”
Zooble: “Tell that to him!” They motion towards Jax. “He's the one that Wacky Bleep everything all the time.”
Jax: “You are in a mood today, aren't you?”
Caine: “Now, now- you know what they say about assuming. It makes an ‘ass’ out of ‘u’ and ‘ming.’”
Zooble: “‘Ming’?”
Pomni: “Did Caine just say Wacky Bleep?”
An NPC walks into view. This is Ming.
Ming: “Hi, I'm Ming, and I really don't appreciate what your assumptions have done to my reputation.”
Zooble: “... You made a whole guy for that?”
Caine: “Whatever the case, it's evident now that there's quite a bit of tension between you all. So, maybe what we actually need to do are trust exercises!”
Zooble: “I am not falling into Jax's arms, if that's what you mean.”
Caine: “Don't worry- this will be a two-way trust exercise, where you'll each have to trust each other to not betray the other person.” Caine snaps his fingers, and a large box with a door appears. “This is a private room, where nobody can see or hear you once inside. And this..” He turns his cane into a revolver. “… Is a loaded gun!”
Pomni: “Oh, boy.”
Illustrations appear to highlight what everyone is going to do.
Caine: “Character A will take the gun into the private room and empty it out of all its ammunition, then come out and give it to Character B. Character B will then take the gun and shoot themselves in the head, trusting that Character A emptied it in the private room. Character A will also have to trust that Character B won't turn the gun on them, so everyone is incentivized to follow the rules and trust each other!”
Zooble: “Sounds a little convoluted.”
Caine: Enraged “YOU LOOK CONVOLUTED!!!” Back to normal “Anyway, Jax, why don't you start?”
Zooble: “Wh- Him?!”
Jax: “Wait, what am I doing? I wasn't paying attention.” Caine grabs Jax's cheeks and rapidly shows what he must do. “… Oh.”
Jax, holding a revolver, shoots Ragatha, making her fly offscreen.
Caine: “… Or, yeah, we could all just shoot each other.” He spawns a pile of guns. “Here, have guns. I don't care anymore.”
Jax: “Hooway!”
Zooble: “Wait, that's just it? ‘Here's guns, and have fun’?”
Caine: “I didn't say ‘have fun.’”
Zooble: “It's just a little aimless.”
Caine: “Use the sights.”
Zooble: “Caine!”
Caine: Growls “FINE! We're bringing teams back. Pair up in teams of two.You all get three lives. Last team surviving is the winner. Happy?”
Zooble: “Um, not really.”
Caine: “Well, that's not my problem right now. I have an awards show to plan, so you guys are gonna have to handle yourselves for a bit. You get five minutes to figure the teams out. Once that's up, it's a free-for-all.”
Ragatha: “… But… We can exactly split into teams of two, there will always be an extra player.”
Caine: “Oh my god- JUST SPLIT INTO WHAT TEAMS YOU WANT AND LEAVE ME ALONE!”
He yelled as he disappeared. A timer spawns above them, counting down from 5:00..