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[solo_insanity]

[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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START

[solo_insanity]

[You are in the room as described in the entry.]

[inruination]

[Oh whaaaaat]

[Taking a moment to orient himself.]

[solo_insanity]

You are outside. That is a plus, right?

[inruination]

[Hfff yes but where outside?]

[Walking around a little bit and trying to figure that out.]

[luxuresombre]

[...Stares around mutely for a bit and then sets off towards the forest. ? ? ? ]

[solo_insanity]

Here you go

[luxuresombre]

[WHOOPS REPOST]


...Honestly. [Crosses her arms WHY ARE WE HERE AGAIN]

[Going to spend some time examining the room again.]

[solo_insanity]

Well. You've got (1) poker card in your inventory. There is smoke to the train car to you left. Bamboo forest with moving vines to your right. And little girl's room below with no discernible entrance.

Phone has mysteriously disappeared after the call was made.

[luxuresombre]

[Sits down, closes her eyes, and listens.]

[She'll choose a destination in a second, but for now she's just trying to get a feel for all this.]

[casecard]

[This is a very strange place. The curiosity in him wants to investigate everything, but he decides to head toward the sounds of gears and life first, smoke be damned.]

[solo_insanity]

Off you go then. And there are 51 cards left in that pile though you probably can't tell unless you count.

[inruination]

[Hhhfghh why]

[Sits on the floor to recover from those bad feels. Considering which path to take.]

[solo_insanity]

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

There is the train to your left. The bamboo forest to your right. And underneath you that frilly, frilly pink room.

[inruination]

[Any way to get into the pink room now?]

[luxuresombre]

[Your heart is infuriating, Tyki.]

[Anything new in the ballroom?]

[solo_insanity]

Not really. A mirror. A door you haven't been in and a courtyard.

[luxuresombre]

[Taking the door she hasn't been through yet.]

Ssoo late,

[servingthecrown]

((ooc: I hope this is OK, never tried anything like this before? I can use Moon bird if that's better? Info Also she has a curse eye, i think it got skipped over but she does have one.))

[NO, she can definitely say this is not where she was last. She takes a moment to look around before sighing and rubbing a hand on her forehead. Always the weirdest shit. Always.

At least until she looks down, and gets caught staring. What.In.The...hell??] Creeper Stuff, always creeper stuff. [When it's not weird as hell...wait. Those tended to go together didn't they?]

[solo_insanity]

You have no idea, do you? But really standing here is nice if you ignore all the creepy stuff.

Mind if I drag in this one, too?

[ter_saudades]

[He's not overly fussed about not remembering how he got here. He's "woken up" in worse places.]

[Although he's interested in the sounds beyond the smoke, he thinks he'll go investigate this bamboo forest, first.]

By all means

[solo_insanity]

Here you go

Re: START

[servingthecrown]

[Normal aches and pains aren't enough, but this?

Ugh, not pleasant. Just taking a moment to get everything straight in her head.]

Re: START

[solo_insanity]

Nah. Where would be the fun in that.

At least you aren't in the graveyard anymore.

[tersaudades]

[He has time to blink at the sudden change of scenery before that particularly unsettling, too-tight, not-his-skin feeling sets it. It's not as though he hasn't had to get used to it to some degree, but this is more how it feels on the worse days. His skin is crawling and a little bile is rising in his throat. He rolls his shoulders, trying to alleviate the tight feeling.]

[It doesn't really help. (It never does.) Even so, he turns and marches straight toward the smoke.]

[solo_insanity]

Cards are gone, but the door has been fixed. Fancy that.