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starfishbucks2012-08-26 04:20 am
clockworking) wrote in starfishbucks2012-08-26 04:20 am
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Character: Ples Tibenoch
Fandom: Hanna is not a Boy's Name
Player Name: Levy
A)
[ Good evening Vatheon there is man of around 37 years walking about your streets. He doesn't seem like anything strange he's actually rather ordinary looking. Except upon further inspection you'll hear a rhythmic tick tock issuing from somewhere on his person. Beyond that he looks...rather confused and out of place. He really shouldn't be here right now. Oh god. What was the time? He fumbles with a gold pocket watch as he neglects to pay much heed to where he's going... ]
B)
[ And in this scenario you might catch Ples in a bar or somewhere else downing copious amounts of alcohol. He is totally sober though. As if said alcohol has little effect on his person. He also seems to be a bit...different. As the night grows deeper and darker and longer. He is all but hunched over his drink, the ticking growing ever louder in his vicinity. Care to chat? If you can, you know, deal with the clock noises that is. ]
C)
[ This is probably the worst scenario to find Ples in, actually. Because you see it's...not really Ples, not anymore, something else is lurking within the other man. Something evil and dark and wrong. So when the clock strikes 12:21 it has a tendency to, well, change things. It's probably best if you steer clear from him. He's not the most...sane of people. Solitude has a way of changing a man, you see, and this other side has been locked away for far too long. Over the network a messily written message is scribbled out. Some words and oddly written while others are neat. ]
To ｗｈａｔ ｐｕｒｐｏｓｅ does one ｌｉｖｅ out their lives in a ｃａｇｅ? Do you ｅｎｊｏｙ it here, this ｂｕｂｂｌｅ? Do you enjoy being ｕｎａｂｌｅ to ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ your movements or ａｃｔｉｏｎｓ? Hm. It is a ｓｔｒａｎｇｅ, peculiar place, is it not? But, ａｈ, it is much ｂｅｔｔｅｒ than ｅｎｄｕｒｉｎｇ it in...ｓｏｌｉｔｕｄｅ.
[ Oh yes. Quite better. There's so many people and things to see. He'll enjoy this rather a lot he thinks. ]
Fandom: Hanna is not a Boy's Name
Player Name: Levy
A)
[ Good evening Vatheon there is man of around 37 years walking about your streets. He doesn't seem like anything strange he's actually rather ordinary looking. Except upon further inspection you'll hear a rhythmic tick tock issuing from somewhere on his person. Beyond that he looks...rather confused and out of place. He really shouldn't be here right now. Oh god. What was the time? He fumbles with a gold pocket watch as he neglects to pay much heed to where he's going... ]
B)
[ And in this scenario you might catch Ples in a bar or somewhere else downing copious amounts of alcohol. He is totally sober though. As if said alcohol has little effect on his person. He also seems to be a bit...different. As the night grows deeper and darker and longer. He is all but hunched over his drink, the ticking growing ever louder in his vicinity. Care to chat? If you can, you know, deal with the clock noises that is. ]
C)
[ This is probably the worst scenario to find Ples in, actually. Because you see it's...not really Ples, not anymore, something else is lurking within the other man. Something evil and dark and wrong. So when the clock strikes 12:21 it has a tendency to, well, change things. It's probably best if you steer clear from him. He's not the most...sane of people. Solitude has a way of changing a man, you see, and this other side has been locked away for far too long. Over the network a messily written message is scribbled out. Some words and oddly written while others are neat. ]
To ｗｈａｔ ｐｕｒｐｏｓｅ does one ｌｉｖｅ out their lives in a ｃａｇｅ? Do you ｅｎｊｏｙ it here, this ｂｕｂｂｌｅ? Do you enjoy being ｕｎａｂｌｅ to ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ your movements or ａｃｔｉｏｎｓ? Hm. It is a ｓｔｒａｎｇｅ, peculiar place, is it not? But, ａｈ, it is much ｂｅｔｔｅｒ than ｅｎｄｕｒｉｎｇ it in...ｓｏｌｉｔｕｄｅ.
[ Oh yes. Quite better. There's so many people and things to see. He'll enjoy this rather a lot he thinks. ]
Scenary b, because of alcohol
New in town, good sir?
delicious alcohol~
It would appear so, yes. And yourself?
yes delicious alcohol
I've been here for at least a month and a half now. Although for a new comer to the bubble, you seem to be one of the few who are unfazed by the fact you've been transported here.
>:3 it keeps his gears well oiled /shot
[ Another sip of his drink. ] I assume that one cannot...leave exactly, correct?
and it keeps him from rusting /shot
[Though he does go back to what the man first stated.] As for your words before, it would seem as though we share a common outlook.
it probably does
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