[A long-haired Tyki sits in one of the kitchens, legs crossed, a cup of tea in one hand, his coat draped over the back of his chair, and generally looking rather relaxed. Except for the frown as he regards his companion across the table. He is dressed up in the suit, not the flimsy white outfit, today ( Read more... )

[It's a Tyki. In that outfit. You know the one. White, form fitting, revealing. Black leather pants. He doesn't seem particularly bothered by his own appearance at least, long hair neatly tied back, posture relaxed ( Read more... )

[The room you have entered is full of doors. Each one is locked and each one is different. A key hangs by each door, matching it.]

[There's a large, ornate door, like that of a castle, with an equally ornate key. A red door with a knob handle. The key is red and gold. A church door with a key like a cross. A science fiction looking door, with a ( Read more... )

[There is a wine cellar in the South Wing, but maybe you followed someone there, or maybe the DR was convenient enough to have whatever door you just opened, open to this cellar, but either way, it's a cellar. Full of wine.]

[It also has a couch. On this couch is solo_insanity. On his lap is a corpse of another Tyki ( Read more... )

[Now this wasn't the room you were looking for, was it? Unless you were looking for a casino.]

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[Someone has been missing for weeks now. But hark, who is that man in the fedora with that suspiciously Indiana Jones-esque bullwhip and three-day scruff? Why if it isn't Tyki. And he's currently sitting in a tree, smoking, and watching the water around the tree he's in ( Read more... )

[The library stretches on to infinity. Towards the front it appears mostly tame--there's the Librarian's desk, with a pile of banana peels but, oddly, no Librarian, and the books are shelved and organized neatly ( Read more... )

[This is a walled garden courtyard. There's a tea table with a pot of tea and a bowl of lightly sugared strawberries on it in the middle of the garden. Closer to the outer wall is a Tyki with a pot of coffee and a rope attached to a grappling hook ( Read more... )

[This is a lush, rolling meadow courtyard. It is apparently home to a beautiful herd of gorgeous horses. Look at them prance, their manes flowing, their coats shining in the sun. This is every little girl's dream.]

[And holding a rope and a look of determination is a man. A man who has his body back. A man who has his body back, and a mission. ( Read more... )

[Hangovers are terrible things. They make you feel like you're a bit larger than normal, all long limbed and your body feels alien to you. Your head aches and when you dare to raise your head there's a different face in the surface of the bar...wait.]

What the bloody hell?!

[ooc: cardio_swindle and latenightmoon swapped bodies when they got drunk and disorderly. This will ( Read more... )