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CHAPTER 4. The Contest

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Light-years away...

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DIRK: Are you finished posing dramatically out there?

DIRK: I think Terezi wants a turn.

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> Rose: Enter.
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ROSEBOT: She's more than welcome. I've had my fill.

DIRK: Feels good, doesn't it.

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> Rose: Render yourself more symbolically this instant.
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DIRK: Terezi, you too.

TEREZI: NO TH4NKS 1M GOOD

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TEREZI: 1 WONT

DIRK: Ok.

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ROSE: That was... odd.

ROSE: Even by Terezi's standards.

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ROSE: A part of "this"?

DIRK: This.

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ROSE: You mean she isn’t a god.

DIRK: She isn’t a ruler.

DIRK: She isn’t suited for it.

ROSE: And we are?

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DIRK: Come on. You know that we are.

DIRK: But I think I can present a pretty convincing case if need be.

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ROSE: I’ll pencil it in.

DIRK: For now, we need to talk about Deltritus.

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ROSE: I'd like to suggest a preliminary topic of discussion.

DIRK: Shoot.

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DIRK: Meme-a culpa.

ROSE: I regret everything.

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DIRK: Bullshit aside, that's the contest I'd like to propose.

DIRK: Two gods, two species, one copy of the Game.

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> Dirk and Rose: Proceed to lab.
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ROSE: This cave has a lab-like ambiance, I’ll give it that. And I’ve seen a few labs in my time.

DIRK: Sweet. It's got the Lalonde witticism of approval.

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ROSE: Roll the first die.

DIRK: Alright, sweet.

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DIRK: First thing's first, getting ahold of myself.

DIRK: There's about fifteen different unfunny jokes we could make about that but let's just fucking chill for once in our goddamn lives.

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ROSE: And I’ll make no mention of you sucking yourself in any capacity.

DIRK: God shitting damn it.

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DIRK: Next step is adding mutations.

DIRK: We can use any old shit for this. Literally any captchalogueable object can be added into the mix by inserting its card into one of the slots here.

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DIRK: Inside of this machine is one big artificial genetic infidelity bonanza.

ROSE: Dave would approve.

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ROSE: Hm?

DIRK: Sup.

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ROSE: ...

ROSE: I think I missed this.

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DIRK: Ok, that should be everything taken care of.

DIRK: This will be my first move, the opening gambit in the grand game of fate for this planet.

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> Dirk: Push the button.
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DIRK: Behold...

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DIRK: My creation.

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> Dirk and Rose: Behold.
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ROSE:

DIRK:

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ROSE: Dirk.

DIRK: Rose.

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ROSE: Game on.

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