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[Since killing un_phase_d, Tyki here has mostly been skulking around the emptier parts of the Dressing Room, but he's taking a break from that to slip into a kitchen.]
[He's looking in the cabinets, but he's distracted, toying with what looks like a glass marble in his bandaged hand and and muttering to himself.]
... But then -- no, that still doesn't make sense. I... think not. Wonderful, I've probably gone mad. Or maybe just more so.
[There's something weird about that marble... But look, there's another on the table. And there's that nagging feeling, like you forgot something. Was that marble there a moment ago? Maybe you'd remember if you picked it up.]
((ooc: The marble is 1) hollow and 2) magic. Touch it, and a memory should resurface -- anything from what was for breakfast the other day to some repressed event. Crack it open, and that memory will probably vanish.
That's if it's working right, anyway. Tyki's isn't; he's getting a few of his previous version's memories.))
[He's looking in the cabinets, but he's distracted, toying with what looks like a glass marble in his bandaged hand and and muttering to himself.]
... But then -- no, that still doesn't make sense. I... think not. Wonderful, I've probably gone mad. Or maybe just more so.
[There's something weird about that marble... But look, there's another on the table. And there's that nagging feeling, like you forgot something. Was that marble there a moment ago? Maybe you'd remember if you picked it up.]
((ooc: The marble is 1) hollow and 2) magic. Touch it, and a memory should resurface -- anything from what was for breakfast the other day to some repressed event. Crack it open, and that memory will probably vanish.
That's if it's working right, anyway. Tyki's isn't; he's getting a few of his previous version's memories.))