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[ooc] CRIT POST
Got a complaint? Is there something off with my portrayal of Tyki Mikk? Is everything about my version dreadful? I can't say I'm very confident with him, which is why this is up here. It doesn't have to be just issues of OOC - if he's not fun to spam with, I want to know why. Tell me what I'm doing wrong and I'll love you forever.
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† [black] - 007
[ The Sphere switches on to a close-up of one Tyki Mikk's face, though he doesn't seem to be paying attention to the fact that it's on. Ignoring it, he keeps tapping at the functions with all the randomness of the truly tech-blind. His attentions don't seem to be much appreciated - every so often the hologram flickers and the Sphere makes ominous ( Read more... ) -
† [black] - 006
Well. Someone certainly likes to be dramatic.
[ The Sphere flickers on to the message scrawled across the wall of Level 3. There's a faint burbling in the background, barely recognisable as whatever noise the robots make when they're in pursuit. Then, a sudden crack of electricity and silence.
After a pause, Tyki steps forward to examine the message ( Read more... ) -
† [black] - 005
[ Tyki looks much the same as usual: black suit, comfortable smile, cigarette pinched between two fingers as he leans against the wall. But there's no food or butterflies today, and for some reason the suit looks a little shoddier than usual. ]
I take it most of you are trapped in the dome by now. Enjoying yourselves?
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† [white] - 004
[Welcome back to another episode of Hobo In Space. Mikk doesn't look quite as happy today - more thoughtful, really, as he munches on a broccoli stalk. He's clearly in his compartment. Paper grocery bags have been spread flat across the floor and the remains of peeled corn sheaves, fish bones, and other leftovers scattered across them. Dead ( Read more... ) -
† [white] - 003
[For a moment, all's black. Then, suddenly, A GIANT BEAMING HOBO-FACE LOOMS OVER THE SPHERE.]
Ahaha. Looks like I got it t'work after all!
[He pulls back, revealing the familiar background of the dining room... and the fact that he's wearing the ugly spacesuit every passenger was given on arrival. Past his (neon-orange) shoulder, there's a mountain ( Read more... ) -
† [black] - 002
[ From the flickering and the murmuring, lighted figures poised over the screen, Tyki's in the theatre. He doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the movie, however - in spirit of Halloween, it seems to be some kind of Night Of The Living Dead ripoff - reserving most of his interest for the giant tray of snacks poised over the next seat. ]
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† [black] - 001
[Striped wings flare over the Sphere's line of sight for an instant before they whirl away again, fluttering further down the hall. Between the first few scattered beats, you might see Tyki's dark face caught in a fascinated grin before he turns away to follow the butterfly.
It's clear that he has no idea whether anyone can hear him; his tone has ( Read more... ) -
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