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[ there is a room! Not a strange room by Dressing Room standards, for the most part. It looks like it was once well-furnished and well-decorated, but the green-and-yellow wallpaper is peeling and faded, revealing cracks in the wall, the wood floor is scuffed, and there are only two pieces of furniture: a worn-out leather couch with tears in places, and a table in the middle. On top of the table, there is a polling device:
Poll
Tyki is lounging on the couch, in white form, and staring down the polling device, like doing so might yield some effect. ]
[[ Do note the tag. He's had those old memories temporarily unlocked, and for a good reason. This post is highly experimental, and yes, you can vote on the poll. Keep in mind, though, that any vote made is IC and can be witnessed by other characters at this point in time! Although not IC knowledge, votes will not incur any sort of consequence... this time. Lastly, feel free to mingle! ]]
Poll
Tyki is lounging on the couch, in white form, and staring down the polling device, like doing so might yield some effect. ]
[[ Do note the tag. He's had those old memories temporarily unlocked, and for a good reason. This post is highly experimental, and yes, you can vote on the poll. Keep in mind, though, that any vote made is IC and can be witnessed by other characters at this point in time! Although not IC knowledge, votes will not incur any sort of consequence... this time. Lastly, feel free to mingle! ]]