Tyki Mikk (AU) (
solo_insanity) wrote2013-01-08 09:08 pm
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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. :)]
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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[He knows nothing about clockwork aside from "seems complicated and finicky," but like any overly curious person might, he tries to open it up to have a look inside.]
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[Stares at the floor covered in clock bits.]
[Stares at the clock again.]
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[He stares at the ceiling.] You should have dragged in a clockmaker.[He digs the gear he'd taken out from his pocket and drops it in the empty clock, sort of like an apology, then sets the clock back down on the floor.]
[He looks around for any other doors other than the one he came in, or any rooms other than this one.]
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Nope. This cabin is just full of working clocks and not working clocks with names and that chair.
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[As an experiment, he crouches down, picks up more clock bits from the floor, and opens up the Allen clock to stuff them inside as well.]
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[Satisfied, he sets the clock in the chair. He'll leave the cabin after that.]
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And you are back outside. You have the lake that seems covered in ice in front of you and the mirror you just walked through.
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Did you ever get the chance to visit Tyki's wine cellar. Well, now you get the privilege. You can see the mirror you just walked through and across the room the mirror to where the ballroom should be but it seems you made a pit stop.
There is his couch, a collection of knives and stairs leading up and a door leading out.
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[Knives are a good thing to have when one's Innocence can't always be relied upon, aren't they? He decides to go have a look at those.]
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[He decides to take a brief look around, though. Why skip a perfectly good new space? He can always leave when he's done.]
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But it is just so very, very pink.
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[He decides to escape the Cavern of Pink and head back down the stairs. If the door leading out was not the doorway at the stop of the stairs, he'll check that out; if it was, leaving just the mirrors, he'll stroll towards what looks like the ballroom.]
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[... But before he resorts to kicking the thing down, he first pulls out the key he'd gotten earlier to see if it matches this door.]
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Lock, lock was what was meant. To read makes my speaking English good.He unlocks the door the notably less violent way and tries to open it now.]no subject
You open up to a grassy plain on a hill. On top of the hill is an old boxcar from a train. Tyki is leaning in the opening of car smoking and watching to his right.
Take a look in the distance and you'll see another Tyki with much longer hair on his back with Road sitting on him like lawn furniture. You can't hear what they are saying but they both seem pretty pleased with themselves.
When you enter, however Tyki looks up at you and is quite frankly surprised.
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I might.
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