Since the tsunami had decided to bring a flood that was filled with a mixture of various creatures, Pincher had wondered what he should do with what was being "offered" to them though he didn't really see it that way. He wasn't much of an optimist but he wouldn't call himself a pessimist or some sort of nihilist. Personally, he was a realist and this was a good balance for someone that lived the criminal life but he was struggling to find any kind of reality and evidence in science to help explain his resurrection from the dead and the odd mutations he had formed. The forked tongue. The fluctuating scenses. The glowing hindleg tattoos. It was as if everything he believed him had been snatched away from him and he was tossed something without being given context on what it is, his hands holding nothing but a writing disgusting truth that he was unable to pinpoint on what it is. Pincher was rather disturbed by the voices that whispered inside his skull yet they were in a language that he had never heard of, the voices flowing like the waves of the sea, often changing in tone like currents. However, to distract himself, Pincher had decided to make use of the tsunami's attack and retreat from them as the male searched through the destroyed shores to find whatever disgusting seafood he could find just to cause some destructive fun with his crewmates as well as anything else he could find.

Halfway through his experiment in the food, Pincher had wanted to give up. There was no way in hell that his crewmates were going to do this but it was at least something he desired to see if they held the guts to try even the most disgusting of things, if not then hell they could do another dare that wasn't to eat the food. So, the obsidian colored canine managed to set it all up in the treehouse areas where everyone was mainly located for now, his jaws clamped down on six paperbags that each contained two optional foods that one must eat if they wish to win the challenge. He set each paperbag on a wooden table with all of them marked with a single number and he set down a six-sided die before calling "Whoever is interested in a little food challenge step right up. Take a roll of the die and let's see which bag you get. Inside the bag there are two food options you must choose from to eat. If you back down, you lose and you gotta do a different dare or answer a truth." He then glanced behind the main six paperbags to notice the rows he had made if one member rolled a similar number to a previous player. Pincher would join in after someone rolled, he just hoped that he had the stomach for it.

( [color=white]ROLLING DIE / state which number you got to see what y/c gets! )