💀 Sarcastic Quips and Questionable Tips.💀

Want to know the dirt on the inhabitants of 35 Portland Row? Check with or ask the Skull in the Jar, the inside source. Mods/Pronouns: Mod Kat: She/Her

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takes the skull out of the jar and puts it in a bucket

aha! thank you! you have freed me-- wait, is this salted water? Damn it all!

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I’ve risen from the grave again.

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What does Lockwood talk about when Lucy isn’t at Portland Row?

Usually her. Or he hums to himself.

~The Skull Jar

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Yes! Please review Lockwood & Co fanfiction.

Send it to me and I will.

~The Skull Jar

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(uwu a great find)

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….gl-n-h-hd.

thats literally it..

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Lama-DaLlaman

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Mbl-bgn

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Salls-man-facs

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s-mafn-m

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lii

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Ashs-and-ashs-ds-and-ds

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hl-sh-s-lfsa

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Saa….👉😎👉

[nobody7102]

Nbd

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Gn-dss-

[lettersfromskulljar]

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I might review Lockwood & Co fanfiction

Should I?

~ The Skull Jar

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What's the biggest lie each of the members of L&C have ever told their friends?

Lockwood and Lucy have both told the same lie over and over again.

“No, I’m not in love with him/her.” 

George’s is more like “No, I didn’t eat the last donut.” 

And in all honesty, I’ve seen Holly sneak a donut or two, so her healthy diet is her biggest lie.

~The Skull Jar

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Asking for a friend - but does Lucy ever sleep talk about George??

Well, she talks about random events, mutters of his name, and annoyed quips, but nothing more, really. I think if you want the juicy stuff, you must ask about Lockwood. ;)

~The Skull Jar

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Give me the gossip on Lockwood

Lockwood tends to do odd things when he thinks people aren't watching. He has taken more than the cookie rule allows, but everyone in Lockwood & Co is guilty of that, none more guilty than Holly. I suppose that strict and truthfully boring rabbit food diet she goes on is too much for her sometimes.

Oh, but get this. One time in the middle of the night, I was left downstairs in the kitchen, just contemplating death in the shafts of moonlight when the kitchen door opened, and Lockwood came into the kitchen. The stove timer read 1:23 AM. If you're wondering how I remember that, I don't quite know. I have a lot of time to think in this silver glass prison, and in turn have a lot of room for memory.

He put the kettle on, withdrew a package of biscuits from the cupboard, and took- get this- he took a grand total of four biscuits. Perfect boy I think not! My theory is that he has a tremendous sweet tooth, and if he began eating sweets on a daily basis, he wouldn't stop. That pig, he's worse than Cubbins.

Oh, but the best part is yet to come. He sipped his tea, and it was quiet for a spell, and then he chuckled a bit, and whispered, "I'm losing sleep over her."

I wondered who 'her' could be, but then I was struck with it. But before I could yell something in triumph, I remembered that he can't hear me, which is quite a bother. But he dug his own grave when he said, 'what am I going to do with you, Lucy?'

Oh Imagine how much I have to tell the very girl. I cackled maniacally as loud as I wished, simply because he couldn't hear me. You want more gossip? Send another ask.

~The Skull Jar

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Jonathan Stroud liked my tweet I feel good now.

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I would d i e for you

Yes, join me in agony.

~The Skull Jar

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Lockwood: If you have an opinion about my leadership, please raise your hand.

Entire company: *raises hands*

Lockwood: Now put that hand over your mouth.

[jessicalockwoodd]

Incorrect L&C #38

Lockwood: ♪ Don’t tell your mother ♪

Lucy: ♪ Kiss one another ♪

Lockwood: ♪ D̴̞̞̳̱̙̖͚̏̓̀͂̋̇̒̚Ī̷̘̻͈͇͎̜͈̎͜Ȩ̸̪̫̯̩̥͖̂͂̏̽̈́̽ ̵̦̞̙̣͈͐̌̈̂F̶̠̰͚̠̮̟͋̐͘Ọ̶̼̤̋̐́̌̍͋̚͘R̷̥̻̥̞͆͊̀̑͐͗ ̸̢̝̍̉͑̄E̴͚̪̫͖͚̋̅̃́̏͜͝Ȧ̵̭̘͇̮̩Ḉ̶̛͓̈H̸͍͙̮̼̑̊̃̅̑̍ ̵̦̩̮̃̈́O̶̩͉͇̓͛̈́̓̚͘T̶̝̺̱̦̯͂H̴̭͎͚̻͂̅̏͊̑͘͜ͅE̸̡͉͎̬̯͕̊͆̏͘͘͜R̵̛̺̬͜ ♪

Lucy: [falls out of chair]

[quilliamkipps-deactivated202011]

Lucy: Hey Skull, what’s a four letter word for “something fun to do”

Skull: MURDER

Lucy:

Lucy: Th- that’s not even four letters

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Wait... if you're the Skull and I'm also the Skull... then who's driving the car??

This is the internet. Who knows which one of us is the true skull? 

It’s obviously me, though.

~The Skull Jar

[askullinajar]

[quilliamkipps-deactivated202011]

The battle of the Skullys. Only one can win.

Who will be the victor?

*dramatic music*

[lettersfromskulljar]

Still me, you dolt. But how would we fight, pray tell? Presuming this person is also a skull trapped in a jar, they also possess no hands.

~The Skull Jar

[lockwoodshitposting]

[skull-in-a-jar]

Somebody free us so we can battle for dominance

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I would win, you weakling, FOR I AM THE TRUE SKULL

~The Skull Jar

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Ha! Says the schmook begging strangers on the internet for gossip

[lettersfromskulljar]

I am not begging for anything! I am simply giving others my fill of the horrors I've witnessed while imprisoned in 35 Portland Row! And remember, you sent me an ask!

~The Skull Jar

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What's the worst thing George has ever done to you?

It’s a tie between the bathtub and the oven. And there was another time when he put me in the icebox. It was not very entertaining to sit and stare at frozen fish, I can tell you that.

~The Skull Jar

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I believe... I may be wrong... but I believe you mentioned Lucy sleep - talking about Lockwood... ;)

Yes. I did. I suppose you want another story? Oh, very well.

Once at around two in the morning, Lucy began laughing in her sleep. I was very surprised by this, it was very sudden and too joyous for me, personally. But she muttered something about snow, and how pretty it looked in Lockwood’s hair. It really was quite sweet. Then she said, “I love you, Lockwood.”

I bet she forgot I was in the room, eh?

~The Skull Jar