Grandfather's Clock.

An askblog for the IDV oc, The Clockmaker! [Inbox: 0] [RP: 0/7]

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[shrewreadings]

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[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

The woman wasn't unused to strange sights, and to be scared of something akin to a prosthetic [though she deemed it just a replacement... on further inspection, it didn't seem to function as an eye...] would mark her a hypocrite.

Still, to see this man with a clock face so plainly sitting in his head was... perplexing. Standing there, she almost longed to reach out and touch the glass, but stopped herself. That would be rude.

"Ah... Excuse me, Sir, but do you have any oil or tools that I might borrow for a moment? I hate to bother you, but walking might become a hassle very soon. I'd be happy to compensate by buying something from you, of course."

The Exile asked this while looking down, then shifting her attention to folding up her pant leg on the right. It seemed only one of her legs was real, though her prosthetic could pass for a real limb unless inspected closely enough.

~ 🎠 [ @oletus-carousel ]

Alarmed, as one might say, the Clockmaker's head jolted up from his work. The watchface clattered to the counter, while he caught his breath—eye pressed shut, his sigh of relief was palpable.

Regaining his composure, the Clockmaker swallowed thick; his head hung as he laughed, light and low.

"Goodness," he started, startle still evident in the hitch of his shoulders, "I didn't hear you come in."

The Clockmaker shook his head, straightening out. It'd do neither of them any good for him to catch on his momentary blindspot—he'd simply been engrossed in his handiwork. He brushed the watch aside, and put his needlepoint screwdriver back into its carrier.

While he tucked the latter away, he took a moment to take the Exile in, his eyes catching on her rolled up pant leg. It was a convincing façade, alright, a near-perfect swatch match. Practical, nude to the eye—

He gestured for her to sit.

"What might be wrong with it?" He asked, leaning over in his own chair to faff with his tools. They sat in their box under his desk; it was much easier for him to bend down than it was for him to walk.

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

A young woman approached the clockmaker with a smile. "Well, hello there. It's always nice to see a new face around!" She spoke, looking up at the taller male with a kind smile on her face. "I hope your time here isn't too awful." She added.

(ask-the-teacher-idv)

"Oh, you're too kind! Thank you, much." He smiled, gently.

"Though I wouldn't say it's been bad, so far. Plenty of folk here are kind enough. Mendel Averbach," He took her hand, shaking it. "A pleasure."

[@ask-the-teacher-idv]

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Is there a reason why you're not fond of your work anymore?

"Ah, straight to the point, aren't we?

I have plenty of reasons, I'd say. The biggest one is visible."

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Sir…is the clock on your head…part of your body…

(A man in gray asked puzzled and perplexed by it)

(Idv-ask the man in gray)

(HECK YEA ANOTHER OC BLOGGGG ❤️)

"The.. clock?" Mendel thought for a moment, before tapping the glass face. He'd almost forgotten, that heavy wooden weight something grandly familiar.

"Oh! Oh, this old thing? Quite."

He laughed, a deep thing, before looking around.

"Say, you, which way did you fair from? I could've sworn I've seen you before."

He pulled the golden watch from his breastpocket, under the apron.

"For I do believe... I do believe I saw you, not too long ago! How quaint, this large old place."

[@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Um…I…

He was extremely thrown off by the clock. He just kept looking at it. He just kept thinking on how he was going to have to replicate that clock. But how! It’s attached to HIS HEAD! Who attaches a clock to their head! Aesop was just taken aback he didn’t know exactly what to say.

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

The Clockmaker smiled, bowed his head once.

"It's alright if I haven't, I didn't mean to startle you."

He didn't seemed phased by the clock, at all. Not even as it chimed, and the peering bird, alongside its needlepoint beak, jutted from just above the clock's face.

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

AH!

Aesop got startled by the bird

W-where did the bird come…o-oh it’s just part of the clock…h-how do you have a fully functioning clock attached to your face!

He asked at this point he was just stunned

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

"Oh, is that what you're all bugged about?" He still sounded amused, as he hitched the little wooden carve back into its cavity.

"It's a wind. There used to be a little key, in the back..

When there was a back. It's long gone, by now. Couldn't tell you why it keeps its state."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Well sir I’ll have to replicate it…I…I can but…

His face tensed up. He looked like he was thinking intensely about it as he rubbed his chin

Hmmmmmmmmm…

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

"Oh, hm." He thought for a second, eyes locked onto the man.

"Oh! Oh, yes, you're the embalmer! That's where I know you from. That makes much more sense, if I do say. Yes, quite.

If it's that much of a hassle, I'll make you a replica."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

…you know of my work?

he said a bit confused but at the same time he was relived that he could have easy acess to replicas…now just how to keep the dummy upright…

Ah yes that would be greatly appreciated! Thank you?

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

"Well, only somewhat. All of this talk of replicas, and that's my best guess. An artists work should never go unappreciated.

Though, it'll take me a while, for the clock. I've long forgotten what the carvings look like."

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Sir…is the clock on your head…part of your body…

(A man in gray asked puzzled and perplexed by it)

(Idv-ask the man in gray)

(HECK YEA ANOTHER OC BLOGGGG ❤️)

"The.. clock?" Mendel thought for a moment, before tapping the glass face. He'd almost forgotten, that heavy wooden weight something grandly familiar.

"Oh! Oh, this old thing? Quite."

He laughed, a deep thing, before looking around.

"Say, you, which way did you fair from? I could've sworn I've seen you before."

He pulled the golden watch from his breastpocket, under the apron.

"For I do believe... I do believe I saw you, not too long ago! How quaint, this large old place."

[@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Um…I…

He was extremely thrown off by the clock. He just kept looking at it. He just kept thinking on how he was going to have to replicate that clock. But how! It’s attached to HIS HEAD! Who attaches a clock to their head! Aesop was just taken aback he didn’t know exactly what to say.

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

The Clockmaker smiled, bowed his head once.

"It's alright if I haven't, I didn't mean to startle you."

He didn't seemed phased by the clock, at all. Not even as it chimed, and the peering bird, alongside its needlepoint beak, jutted from just above the clock's face.

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

AH!

Aesop got startled by the bird

W-where did the bird come…o-oh it’s just part of the clock…h-how do you have a fully functioning clock attached to your face!

He asked at this point he was just stunned

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

"Oh, is that what you're all bugged about?" He still sounded amused, as he hitched the little wooden carve back into its cavity.

"It's a wind. There used to be a little key, in the back..

When there was a back. It's long gone, by now. Couldn't tell you why it keeps its state."

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Well sir I’ll have to replicate it…I…I can but…

His face tensed up. He looked like he was thinking intensely about it as he rubbed his chin

Hmmmmmmmmm…

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

"Oh, hm." He thought for a second, eyes locked onto the man.

"Oh! Oh, yes, you're the embalmer! That's where I know you from. That makes much more sense, if I do say. Yes, quite.

If it's that much of a hassle, I'll make you a replica."

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Sir…is the clock on your head…part of your body…

(A man in gray asked puzzled and perplexed by it)

(Idv-ask the man in gray)

(HECK YEA ANOTHER OC BLOGGGG ❤️)

"The.. clock?" Mendel thought for a moment, before tapping the glass face. He'd almost forgotten, that heavy wooden weight something grandly familiar.

"Oh! Oh, this old thing? Quite."

He laughed, a deep thing, before looking around.

"Say, you, which way did you fair from? I could've sworn I've seen you before."

He pulled the golden watch from his breastpocket, under the apron.

"For I do believe... I do believe I saw you, not too long ago! How quaint, this large old place."

[@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Um…I…

He was extremely thrown off by the clock. He just kept looking at it. He just kept thinking on how he was going to have to replicate that clock. But how! It’s attached to HIS HEAD! Who attaches a clock to their head! Aesop was just taken aback he didn’t know exactly what to say.

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

The Clockmaker smiled, bowed his head once.

"It's alright if I haven't, I didn't mean to startle you."

He didn't seemed phased by the clock, at all. Not even as it chimed, and the peering bird, alongside its needlepoint beak, jutted from just above the clock's face.

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

AH!

Aesop got startled by the bird

W-where did the bird come…o-oh it’s just part of the clock…h-how do you have a fully functioning clock attached to your face!

He asked at this point he was just stunned

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

"Oh, is that what you're all bugged about?" He still sounded amused, as he hitched the little wooden carve back into its cavity.

"It's a wind. There used to be a little key, in the back..

When there was a back. It's long gone, by now. Couldn't tell you why it keeps its state."

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Sir…is the clock on your head…part of your body…

(A man in gray asked puzzled and perplexed by it)

(Idv-ask the man in gray)

(HECK YEA ANOTHER OC BLOGGGG ❤️)

"The.. clock?" Mendel thought for a moment, before tapping the glass face. He'd almost forgotten, that heavy wooden weight something grandly familiar.

"Oh! Oh, this old thing? Quite."

He laughed, a deep thing, before looking around.

"Say, you, which way did you fair from? I could've sworn I've seen you before."

He pulled the golden watch from his breastpocket, under the apron.

"For I do believe... I do believe I saw you, not too long ago! How quaint, this large old place."

[@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

[idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

Um…I…

He was extremely thrown off by the clock. He just kept looking at it. He just kept thinking on how he was going to have to replicate that clock. But how! It’s attached to HIS HEAD! Who attaches a clock to their head! Aesop was just taken aback he didn’t know exactly what to say.

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

The Clockmaker smiled, bowed his head once.

"It's alright if I haven't, I didn't mean to startle you."

He didn't seemed phased by the clock, at all. Not even as it chimed, and the peering bird, alongside its needlepoint beak, jutted from just above the clock's face.

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

So.. Do you have any favorite clock? Like any color specifics.. ?

Shape specifics?

"Between you and me?

I'm not fond of my work, anymore."

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Sir…is the clock on your head…part of your body…

(A man in gray asked puzzled and perplexed by it)

(Idv-ask the man in gray)

(HECK YEA ANOTHER OC BLOGGGG ❤️)

"The.. clock?" Mendel thought for a moment, before tapping the glass face. He'd almost forgotten, that heavy wooden weight something grandly familiar.

"Oh! Oh, this old thing? Quite."

He laughed, a deep thing, before looking around.

"Say, you, which way did you fair from? I could've sworn I've seen you before."

He pulled the golden watch from his breastpocket, under the apron.

"For I do believe... I do believe I saw you, not too long ago! How quaint, this large old place."

[@idv-ask-the-man-in-gray]

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Obligatory simp ask, bUT-

Are they free on sunday?

He laughed, lightly, tapping his fingers to his mouth.

"Oh, my, aren't you sweet?" Closing his eyes, Mendel shook his head, in amused exasperation.

"I'll think about it, won't I."

Though cruel in eyes, in face, his features were simply sharp, not vile. He hid no malice, there.

[clockwork-dollhouse-idv]

Asks Open!

The Clockmaker, Mendel Averbach, has arrived!

Rules:

1 ] No severe nsfw asks. The blogrunner is a minor, and will not answer nor address nsfw on this blog.

2 ] No ableism, racism, antisemitism, etc. Xenophobia is not tolerated here.

3 ] RP, magic anons, and writing asks allowed! Muse mixing will always be allowed, this is a nice little community >:]

4 ] Shipping allowed!

5 ] Schedule undecided, though asks will be answered as they come!

[Skills Under The Cut]

The Clockmaker is a Decoding Class survivor, with vaulting debuffs.

Rewind-

When placed on a rocket chair for the second time, the clock will reset, no matter if the halfway line has been reached or not, with an added 5% to the rocket chair speed.

Handiwork-

Due to skill of trade, the Clockmaker decodes 15% faster. However, when a teammate is chaired, this will deplete by 5%, stacking up to two times.

Unwound-

After losing his leg to an infection, any sustained injury causes him to vault objects 45% slower. However, if the object is vaulted successfully, the Clockmaker will have an increased movement speed of 5% for 20 seconds. This cannot be stacked.

Alarm-

When within the hunter's fear radius, the Clockmaker is able to trigger any rocket chair's alarm clock within range, to provide a distraction. Cooldown of 40 seconds.

Backstory to be revealed.