turbo heaven 🌼 chrono

[outdistanced]

this boy's hair is so mystifying

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[clockpunk]

[ we're keeping that out of cookies, at least. ]

Alright. That's easy to make, no problem. You might not even have to do anythin'.

[ no more peel incidents.

he looks up, as if the ceiling will guide them out. ]

D'you reckon we're any closer?

[outdistanced]

We'd better be. I'm tired of these stupid mirrors. What's the point of a place like this, anyway?

[ sir never seen a fair before let alone a funhouse ]

And hey, don't make it sound like I'm completely useless just because I never had to cook before.

[clockpunk]

It's s'posed to get you lost, but not this lost. Like a game.

[ sir practically lives in the festival branch of the vanguard association, whom has helped set up this exact kind of thing before

raises eyebrows. ]

I mean, if you want to help...

[outdistanced]

Ugh. If we keep getting mazes like this, I really will start carrying around a ball of string. What a pain.

If you need help, I will. It's not like I can't.

[ probably. ]

[clockpunk]

That's... actually a really good idea. Man, we should start just puttin' stuff in our pockets at this rate like some of the others do. Never know what's gonna be useful.

[outdistanced]

It's from some old myth. I don't remember much except that it was supposed to help the guy out of a maze, and we keep getting stuck in these things...

I really don't want to carry all that shit they do, though.

[clockpunk]

Yeah, some of it's excessive.

[ remembering siffrin's pockets........ ]

...maybe a salt shaker? Easy to grab from the kitchen, could use it to leave a trail.

[outdistanced]

[ siffrin your infinity pockets.... ]

At the rate we're going, we'd run out of salt fast. [ turns a corner and nearly walks into another mirror. ] What about a marker?

[clockpunk]

[ nearly walks right into laurence as a result

a marker... he doesn't have one, but... ]

Okay, this is kinda gross, but bear with me.

[ chrono licks his thumb and reaches up to leave a cross-shaped smudge on an upper corner of one of the mirrors. ]

[outdistanced]

[ watches this happen ]

...Dude.

[clockpunk]

[ IMMEDIATELY goes red. ]

Wh- you got any better ideas, wise guy?

[outdistanced]

I guess not, but...

[ that was a choice, chrono. ]

[clockpunk]

[ a necessary one!!!!!!!! ]

You wanna be stuck in here for hours and sit through more messed up nostalgia trips, go ahead! At leas' we'll know if we came this way before!

[outdistanced]

Ugh, fine! But I'm grabbing a marker from the store as soon as we're out here. I hate this place.

[clockpunk]

[ jabs a finger at him. ]

Yeah, that's what I thought. [ SIGHS ] Me too. Let's just--

[ rounds the next corner. there's a door. ]

You've gotta be kiddin' me.

[outdistanced]

[ stares at the door for a second

then just laughs like an asshole and opens it so they can get out of here already ]

Looks like we didn't need it, after all.

[clockpunk]

[ kinda. shoulder-checks him halfheartedly as they leave. ]

Laugh it up, whatever. It was still a good idea.

[outdistanced]

Like you wouldn't if it were me. At least we're out now.

[clockpunk]

[ opens his mouth as if to protest, realises he genuinely can't refute this, closes it again. ]

...I still have no idea where we are, though.

[outdistanced]

[ that's what he thought. ]

One of the new places, I guess. They're always a little strange. Just not enough to freakin' teleport us across heaven.

[ he is getting saltier about not having his powers every single day. ]

[clockpunk]

[ oh he can hear the bitterness. makes what he hopes is at least a little sympathetic of a face, despite still being sort of embarrassed. ]

Guess there's gotta be a train station to get back, then. Ugh, it couldn'tve just dropped us back at the apartments?

[outdistanced]

No, because that would be too convenient. Or maybe they wanted to force us to see the new areas while we were out spying on each other's memories, too.