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@thefoundersofrobloxia starting a rp >.<
Clockwork finally got back to the HQ, much later than he had expected. He was holding some bags, making sure to be careful with them. He had no idea what had happened while he was gone(the misinformation). He started to head to his office, trying to not get spotted by Roblox or anyone else.
(I tried my best. OOC//)
Black wings fluttered lightly in the cool night air, slowing down gently as the cloaked figure landed gently at the opening of a cave. How long had it been since he had seen this place? How long had it been, since the terrible incident happened? Since he watched his best friend fall to his death? Honestly, a part of him felt it was fitting to finally be back. (ididntaskforthis)
Standing atop the cliff, he frowns. Looking down, the fog still hides the threat of stalagmites. Had he not been atop them himself, he’d even doubt they existed at all. Knowing better than this, Clockwork hisses and turns away. The sight is beginning to make him sick, and he begins to walk back down the path as he tries to push dark thoughts away. He doesn’t really know why he felt the need to return to this place, and yet it feels as though he was called. He’d be more worried if the fog was still tinged green, but it’s a thick white now and the smell of decay and disease from before is gone. Whatever was here when they’d first arrived at this blasted cave seems long gone, so what could it be? As far as he can tell there hasn’t been any activity here for a while now.
So what summoned him? Pondering this thought, Clockwork slowly moves towards the mouth of the cave. As he nears the opening, however, he pauses before quickly moving to press against a wall. A hand then comes up to move his eyepatch aside, the gear in it beginning to spin slowly and emit an eerie magenta glow. He can sense he is no longer alone here, and his body begins to tense up as he prepares himself for the worst.
“Stop, who goes there? I suggest you turn around and leave this place. There isn’t anything good here die you. Trust me.” He’d learned that the hard way after all.
What if we put a bunch of chicks in Shedletsky's office. For funn :3
- A.A
Ohhh. We should. Where are we gonna find a bunch of chicks though 🤔
Wonder how the bird will react to chicks in his office.
Arthur knocks on your door, a little box of chocolates and a bouquet ready in his hand with beautiful violet roses. Was there an occasion? No, he just wanted to surprise his boyfriend and give him some love and attention? Was that a crime?
“Lewlew~! Are you home?”
(forgetful-mechanic)
He’s messing with a clock that refuses to tick properly when he hears the knock. Growing huffy with it, he pushes it aside carefully and moves to stand up. Arthur was always better with these kinds of things than he was anyway.
Sighing to himself, he makes his way to the door and opens it a creak. Once he sees who is on the other side, however, he is quick to push it open further before offering the man a shy smile
“Oh, Hey Arty. I, uh... I didn’t know you’d be coming over today!” And dios mio, when was the last time he’d even combed his hair or straightened up?! “Uh, give me five then come on in!”
And with that he leaves the door open for the man as he turns on his heel and dashes to clean up both himself and the scattered remnants of mess around the apartment.
Continued from here
@mysteriouslyhopefulstranger
When Alice corrects him, Lewis blinks. He supposes the change in term does change things a little. Of course...
Just how are they suppose to find these stones? The ground here is much too vast too cover, and if they don’t find them before night fall...
Well, Lewis doesn’t want to entertain the thought.
“Wait... hey, wait up!”
Seems like they are doing this then. Well, it is a good thing Lewis didn’t have any other plans he supposes...
Resigned to his fate, Lewis quickly moves to follow after her. As they begin to move forward, however, he tugs the cloak closer. He even moves to cross his arms over his chest, hoping to muffle the obnoxious sound until it finally dies off.
“Excuse me, miss? Do you... happen to have any idea where we are suppose to go?”
Because as he looks out over the body of water before them, Lewis can’t help but feel himself grow nervous. Surely there must be another place to look right?
“Perhaps we should try looking for a different path? Surely these stones must be somewhere off the path... perhaps they’ve been buried beneath the ground somewhere? We can look for unsettled dirt...”
☕❤ ~ Arthur cups Lewis's other cheek, taking his screwdriver to the screws in Lewis's face. "This might feel weird.... but this should help with your jaw..." He muttered, eyes focused on his work. "Can't have you unable to eat or something..." Idly, his other thumb brushed against Lewis's cheek as he slid closer in his lap, tilting his head for a better angle. "If it hurts, you can squeeze my hand." The unused one patted him a little as he flicked his eyes to him, then back to his work.
When Clockwork feels his head tilt, he blinks. He doesn’t quite know how Arthur is going to help with his gears, but he offers no complaints. He trusts the man completely, and while he doesn’t plan to eat much, getting his jaw fixed isn’t the worst idea…
“Mm, that is alright amigo. I trust you to do what is best for me…”
That said, Clockwork hums before leaning in to Arthur’s touch. He then gets a bit brave, slowly moving an arm to curl around Arthur. He seems fine at first, unhurt by the other’s work, until a particular gear that has rusted is touched. The shock of pain causes him to jump, and with a flinch he pulls his head back and stares at the other.
“A-ah! Ow, okay ow. I don’t know that I’m geared up enough for this…”
Oh, and now the clockman is letting out a soft whine as his free hand seeks out Arthur’s and squeezes weakly.
*Breathe. Deep breath in then out. The mun attempted to keep her cool while approaching the clockman. A soft smile welcomed him just as she reached for a hand to hold. Fingers interlaced and gently squeezed, and now the other hand looped around to rest on the small of his back. The girl stepped closer reaching up to place a chaste kiss on his cheek. She held herself there looking into his beautiful magenta irises, the thumb on his back now running circles against his clothes.*
When the mun approaches Clockwork, he offers her a shy smile. Even though he’s only known her for a short time, he’s come to care about her deeply. He doesn’t even fight her off, offering no resistance or concern as he allows their fingers to entwine.
“Hello my dear…”
Now Clockwork is moving to wrap his own arms around her. He then pulls her close and leans down so she doesn’t have to strain her neck. At the moment, it seems he is wearing a warm smile upon his lips. His eyes are warm and soft, both magenta orbs focused on the mun.
“Mm, I’m really happy you are here. I… really love you…” Oh, and it seems his cheek is growing warm, and he is content to stay as they are. Wrapped in her embrace as he is, he can only think that everything is going to be okay. As long as she loves him, he always will be.
"Uh, I think I'm lost."
Hearing an oddly familiar voice, Lewis takes a deep breath. He has to take a moment to remind himself that he is no one, and that the woman behind him can not be the woman from his memory. This isn’t a fairy tale, and this certainly isn’t his place…
Oh, but that thought leaves a bit of a bitter taste in his mouth. Instead of focusing on this, however, the cloaked figures simply begins to adjust his hood, making sure it covers his face decently. Once that is done, he then turns to stare at the woman in masked surprise. Just what was she even doing all the way out here in the middle of no where? Surely this can’t be real…
“Lost you say? Well, I suppose I am not surprised. I almost got lost in this place myself. It never ceases to amaze me how large these caverns can be. Should I… assist you back to civilization then?”
Of course, even as he waits for her answer, he takes a step forward. Time will wait for no one, he is proof of that after all. Best he get her out of here as soon as possible then…
Surely it is the gentlemanly thing to do yes? He certainly won’t drag this out as long as he can…
Even if having her close helps alleviate the loneliness…
