sheep_game | Baahaahaa

WHO: Some Sheep
WHERE: Pasture
WHEN: 105 Evening

[As the sun sets, you may be just going about your business, maybe looking for Blossom, maybe patrolling, maybe doing other shit simultaneously because time is fake!! OR maybe you notice a pigtailed weed, Queen, experimentally slicing her hand to see what happens and then. . .poof!

Ruh-roh!!

The two chat about SOMETHING for a couple minutes, before the little demon baps its hooves together. Before you can escape into the safety of your barns, all who were around are suddenly swept up, pulled in the middle of the pasture. . .with each of you at a podium.

You cannot move from the podium, but the podiums themselves can move around kinda like those. Moving scooter things in cities. beep beep. You can't leave the area tho.

The little demon speaks up:

Alright, maggots! Monomaton's here, and I've just got a simple question for ya!

What's the value of each of your mortal lives?

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YOU HAVE TIL 5PM EST OKAY GO

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Agreed.

I appreciate that you're agreeable!

Yer bein' very sensible.

Because I'd prefer not to be thrown under the bus.

I guess I guess.

Ah Cres is gonna be stubborn but I'm more stubborn.

If you fight it out please let me watch.

Sure if ya wanna see him cry I get it.

He is adorable when he gets pouty.

He gonna be so pouty.

I'm sure you'll make a cute plushie too.

I still won't change my mind so whatever.

Well I'm sure we can work all of this out.

I ain't got shit t'work out.

I put in one.

Cres can put in one if he wants. So can Miss Weed.

If we all put in one and get punished for it so fuckin' be it.