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[It is dawn or sunset? Hard to tell, but there is the sky above is turning all shades of orange, purple and even some pink here and there. This certainly isn't where you last remembered yourself.

You are currently standing on a platform. To the left is a the sounds of gears moving, people shouting, and people milling about but a thick column of smoke blocks it from view. To the right is a forest of bamboo stalks swaying in the breeze.

Look down and the platform underneath while very thick is made of glass. The room is pink and lacy, frilly, and, oh, ever not so manly at all.]

[ooc: This is open to anyone that comes across it really. Just jump right in. This is a heart game. Think of it as a dungeon crawl through Tyki's heart. Messing with things will have side effects, but that means you should do it anyway. :)]

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[Miranda. Because honestly, that's a pretty unique opportunity.]

[But she just wants to talk. Ish.]

You take it. And leave the box. Boy, is Tyki going to act funny when you next see him.

You touch a chain and you see a memory of two Tykis on the beach with fireworks and booze. It sounds terribly like a bromance and probably is. But unlike the feelings in the box, this one is very, very positive.

Y--yes. Do you need a-anything? A d-different outfit.

[She looks down at herself.]

You end up here but the key around your neck warms a little. You did something right.

And you are already near the cabin entrance.

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Darling. Don't be so nervous. I'd just like to know something- who exactly is running this?

[Trying the cabin door. And if it is locked, well, he'll try the key.]

I-I don't know if I'm s-supposed to say.

Not locked. Cabin is open

[As far as he knows, right now, this is just the DR being weird. If/when he figures something out, he might at least regret messing around so much.]

[Ah, that one makes him smile. Be glad he doesn't loot that, too. He'll "browse" the memories in this room until a vague sense that it's a little creepy to browse someone'ss memories like this allows his curiosity pulls him back to the ballroom and toward the last curtain.]

[...]

Hm.

[K, giving Miranda a kiss and then moving on.]

This one would be hard to steal, but you wander away eventually.

You end up in a room with a cavern. There is a ledge on this side and a ledge on the other. A very rickety bridge spans it. You'll also get the feeling your powers aren't going to be helpful here.

[She blushes and grabs her hand before she goes. She points at the Tyki in the room and whispers 'another one' before letting her go.]

[Examining a handful of the cogs and gears 'n shit.]

Looks like clock innards. As you touch them, you know how they would fit into a clock if you wanted to fix one.

[ ? ? Another what?]

[Going over to him, then.]

[Pockets the handful and continues looking around. Any hollow clock frames that happen to coincide with that sudden new knowledge?]

[This suspicion that he can't use his powers to his advantage is probably more unnerving than the poor state of the bridge. He approaches the start of the bridge, but before he takes a step further, he pulls up the coil of Hate Chain, fusses with it to try to make sure it won't uncoil in a minute, and then tries to toss it toward the center of the bridge. If it can't even hold that much weight, it definitely won't hold him; if it does hold... well, that's something, at least.]

Okay, now you are faced with a flushed Tyki.

If you start opening up the clocks on the floor you will find that they are hollow.

Up for digging?

WHY ARE YOU THROWING MY HATE FOR MIRANDA AWAY

WHYYYYYYY

It tosses toward the center and it holds the wait but then due to it being a chain is sort of slides off into the blackness below.

[Asking him the same question she posed to Miranda. With lots of smirking.]

[Trying to fit all the parts into the clock that feels the rightest.]

Why is this Tyki easier to top than Miranda.

Oh, well, that answers itself doesn't it.

He starts talking about this a heart and another Tyki and how they are all manifestations of stuff. He isn't as knowledgeable as Road to know how to get to him or provide a key though.

Well, guess what. In the pile of clocks you find yours. It says Tyki Mikks but somehow you knows it is yours. It is really quite quaint. A pocket watch a little worn like one that belonged to your grandfather that you held onto for a long, long time.

The gears manage to fit in it. They kinda just shrink down to size. The watch starts ticking.]

[Listens the whole way through.]

[Half tempted to just be like "ok never mind I take it back don't worry your pretty little head about it"]

[But no.] Fascinating.

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