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Rolo's Heart

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

You fall through space breathlessly, airlessly, your heart skipping a beat. When you land, everything is black for a moment before you rise and see who is with you and where you are...

((Please join us in #coldclock))

[OOC Note: Temperature | The Clock Shop | A New Arrival | The Clock Tower | The Basement | The Left Wing | The Right Wing | Return to Clock Shop | Outdoors | Post-Scoring Poking-Around Threadin']

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"I haven't tried that many cakes."

Hmm. It's good that you like this one, though.

Do you have a specific role in this place? We've met others who do.

Edited 2011-08-28 00:50 (UTC)

"A role?" It waves its fork around idly. "I don't know what you mean. I just stay here, doing whatever I feel like."

You don't mind not having company?

"I don't mind it. It's fine."

And there's nothing you feel like doing that you can't do?

"I don't do the things I can't do, naturally."

Of course. But I was wondering about your wishes.

"My wishes...? Enjoying things."

Must be nice, to see things that way.

"Mm! It's nice."

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