The Boneyard (Original)

Contrary to what the name of this place may lead you to believe, this is not a graveyard. Instead, is is a dumping ground for robot parts. Anyone with mechanical savvy can take these parts and create something useful. However, Changeling ususally hangs around here, so I wouldn't stay too long.

The "Gambler Nobody" from the World that Never Was enters the topic, holding the blackened heart.

*Jeno is in the topic, who is imprisoned in the dark dungeon. It's below the surface.*

No one has discovered the dungeon yet, due to the fact that the entrance is buried under piles of scrap metal. Meanwhile, the "Gambler Nobody" turns into Changeling.
Changeling: Job well done.

Dry Bones: What is that you have bring, Master?

The Dry Bones disappears in a puff of logic, as Changeling not only has no servants, but THE BONEYARD IS NOT A GRAVEYARD.

*Jeno attempts to free himself and succeeded.*

Jeno: The Death Dragon will pay for locking me in this blasted... isolated room.. I just need to get out of here..

*Jeno runs into the exit.. He is now at the Boneyard's surface.*

Jeno: Almost free....

However, piles of junk block the exit. Meanwhile, Changeling pulls out a humanoid robot made in his spare time, opens the chest, puts the black heart in, and closes it. The robot suddenly comes to life and walks around as Changeling grins evilly.

Jeno: *Uses the Grand Blade to destroy the piles of junk and gets himself out of here.* Sigh... Good.. *sees Changeling and the android and went into the shadows* Hmm.....

Changeling: You can come on out and I might not kill you.

Jeno: (I don't think it is such a good idea..... No matter.. I'll do it anyway.) *comes out of the shadows.*

Changeling turns to Jeno.
Changeling: Would you care to explain exactly what you are doing here?

Jeno: I was imprisoned in that dungeon.. Death Dragon has locked me there... I managed to escape with my strength by breaking out the cuffs, and destroy the pile of junk that was blocked the exit... Then I find you. You were up to something, and I can guess you were up to no good. I want you to stop what you're doing this instant.

Changeling: So whenever you see someone with a robot, you assume they're up to no good? Rather narrow view of the world.

Jeno: Oh. Then what are you doing with that thing anyway?

Changeling: It makes shoes for orphans.

Jeno: ......That's a bunch of yahooey.

Changeling claps his hands and the robot gets to work on making shoes.

Jeno: Ok, so he makes shoes... (But I think it's a deadly robot... I think his creator is still the bad guy..)

Changeling: Let me guess. You're so paranoid about people with robots that you think the shoes are killer shoes from beyond time.

Jeno: No, I just don't like the look of your mysterious schemes. I rather stay away from you, beast. *walks away*

Changeling: "Beast"? Have you never seen a Magikoopa before? Or is that just more of your intense paranoia.

Jeno: I've never seen a Magikoopa before.

Changeling: ... Riiiiiiiiiight.

*Jeno just walks away.*