The man you call Andrew died a long time ago...

Independent, Private and Semi-Selective Dash Only RP Blog for Andrew Quick aka the Tick-Tock Man from the Dark Tower Series(no not the app)Para and Novella prefered. 18+only. Warning, the history of my muse contains lot of heavy triggers(child molesting, rape etc)i will tag accordingly. No Minors(they will be blocked asap) Penned by Ticky~(Mutuals only please)Rules and Bio are under the Tab "Navigation" on my blog,please read them

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“I don’t know what the fuck is happening.”(hi there) @ticktocx​

“I tell myself th’same thin’.” he didn’t fault the stranger with his appearance, he was, after all, a walking, talking, skeleton.  “Nothin’ wrong with leavin’, stranger, if y’think this is too weird for y’.” 

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For starters, Andrew had no idea where he was, he had awoken after he seemingly had been shot by that little brat, but on the other hand, could he really be sure? His mind was dizzy and still a little confused.

"Where am I?" the blond asked, looking at the stranger in front of him, only now realizing that this was a skeleton! Shit, did that mean he was dead?!!

@cursebcund

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About Andrew’s family:

Since my muse has barely any background story in the Dark Tower Series at all, i came up with my own version of it, how i think this character grew over the time and will delve deeper into his family as well, starting with his great-grandfather David Quick, who was one of the first harriers that took over the City of Lud many years ago...

Please bear with me, english isn’t my first language so there may be grammatical errors in this text, i try my best to write it in a way you folks can read it properly. Let’s begin right away. Warning, there is mentioning of child abuse so please if it triggers you, i tagged it accordingly.

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David Quick:

Relation to Andrew: Great-Grandfather

Place of Origin: Germany(on Keystone Earth)

Age when he died: 90

Occupation: High Ranked Member of the Luftwaffe(former), Outlaw Prince(until his death) Founder of the Grays

Reputation: Child Molester(was the leader of a child trafficking ring), Sadist

David Quick, born in Germany around 1919, was a high ranked member of the Luftwaffe and was known as Red Baron in his ranks as he liked to fly dangerous maneuvers in the sky and because of his ruthlessness towards enemies. One day in the midst of WW2, Quick while on his way to a secret meeting with the Leader of the Luftwaffe, found a strange door in close proximity of their meeting point.  Curious enough, David opened it and was sucked inside straight into Midworld, nearby a giant city which he later found out was called Lud. There he met a bunch of rag tag harriers and due his natural charisma and leadership skills, they soon started to follow him. He learnt that they tried to take over the City of Lud for resources because their land had been poluted by a series of nuclear and chemical warfare.

Quick, without pondering much, realized that he could swing himself up to much more than a simple Officer of the regime, in fact, he planned on becoming his own boss. Thus he founded the Grays out of the small group of harriers, they followed him loyally and trusted his experience in warfare. Thanks to the years in the army, David was able to win great battles for them, making them defacto rulers of Lud. Other band of harriers who saw his success, started to group around him until there were only two groups, the Pubes, and the Grays, led by Quick. The pubes were the original inhabitants of Lud and tried to defeat their city from the incoming harriers. A difference between these two groups was their age, while the Grays were mostly high above middle age, the Pubes tended to be in her early twenties and thirties, some of them even were still teenagers.

Some time after arriving in Midworld, Quick found a woman he liked and married her, becoming a father in the end. He teached his son how to battle and how to lead people, to prepare him for a vital role in their reigns. This son of David married as well, and gave birth to Andrews father. After decades had past, finally it was time for Andrew to get on the stage. David had always liked his great-grandson and had big plans for him. Due to his highly advanced age the leadership sort of was stuck with Andrew’s father in the end, after Quick decided to retire, enjoying his well deserved rest. He was far from inactive though, as now that the burden of Leadership was no longer on his shoulders, he could dedicate his time to certain activities...Nasty activities...David never hid the fact that he liked to molest little boys, having fun with them. Andrew was a victim of that himself, that is why he hates his great-grandfather with a passion and later on lived under the alias of the Tick-Tock Man....

As David grew older, he started to show signs of senility which caused him to step in his trusted airplane one day(a Fokke Wulf) and fly off high into the sky but he actually forgot to put in kerosine so the flight didn’t took long before he dived head in a giant tree, dying in the process.

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@ticktocx​  ♡’d for a starter

Pennywise crept up the stairs from the basement without a sound, lurking in the shadows of the house while IT spied on the intruder. It wasn’t uncommon for the BEAST to have to clear out a few vermin, drunks or addicts that crashed in the abandoned property, sometimes they even made decent enough meals.

The trouble was that this particular intruder wasn’t an addict or a drunk.

He smelled not just from out of town, but out of this world entirely. Pennywise frowned, he’d clearly come from some other level of the TOWER, using the Gateway here in Derry without IT’S notice. The fact that he was human was probably the only reason IT hadn’t, but that didn’t stop the creature from suspecting something else at work.

IT stepped out of the dark with a beastly growl, “–What are you doing here–?” IT demanded

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He wasn’t sure exactly how it had happened, but Andrew had been trying to use the dipolar computers beyond Lud, had trying to make them work but what happened instead, was that he ended up here, god knows where. Andrew seemingly was in an old and dusty house, it felt different than back home, and new things were not sitting well with Andrew.

As he tried to figure out what was going on, he heard a growl and turned around with his mind racing 100 miles per hour. Andrew was used being top dog back home, everyone feared him, but here? If anything, he had to start anew, at least while he was here, and whoever or whatever this growl produced, surely would not have an easy way with good old Ticky. Grabbing his trusted knife, his eyes became slits and his usual winning smile started to appear.

“Easy there, buddy. Why don’t you come out first? Showing me who you are?” Andrew paused. “ I have no idea what this place here is, but all i know is that i don’t like it when people growl at me, it’s fucking rude, and i hate rude people, they make my short fuse even shorter!” he bellowed.

“No one’s pert` around good old Tick Tock, get that? Now show your cowardly face!”

@itsdeadlights 

[toomuchtelly]

Ask Memes ;; Sass Edition

You can’t fight me, you’re miniature. 

Going to McDonalds for a salad is like going to a prostitute for a hug. 

People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.

Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please.

Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.

I hope karma slaps you in the face before I do.

You know, it only takes four muscles to just extend your arm and bitchslap the twat. 

Congratulations on being an awful bitch who’s completely oblivious to the fact that everyone hates you. 

Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.

My business isn’t your business; so unless you’re my thong, don’t be up my arse. 

I may look calm, but in my head I’ve killed you three times already. 

I would retaliate against your snotty remark, but since you resemble a garden gnome, I’d say the joke is on you. 

I thought I saw your face on my newsfeed but it turns out it was just a picture of a potato.

You want to walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it open for you. 

I don’t do fashion, I am fashion. 

Somewhere out there there is a tree, tirelessly producing oxygen so you can breath. I think you owe it an apology. 

I’m only single because I’m too sassy for everyone.

Bitch please, have you seen me? I’m a princess. 

I think, therefore I’m single.

Life’s too short to bullshit.

If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.

When in doubt, freak ‘em out.

I’d rather die my way than live yours.

Weather forecast for tonight: dark.

Two wrongs don’t make a right, but they make a good excuse.

I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.

It’s simple, if it jiggles, it’s fat.

Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.

Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.

I distrust camels, and anyone else who can go a week without a drink.

If you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.

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—   ask meme   :   THE AMAZING DEVIL,   THE HORROR AND THE WILD (2020).

i know the kindest thing is to leave you alone.

i’ve run out of words.

i could try to calm you down, but i know you won’t.

i’ll darn you back together when you think that you’re bereft.

i’ll never stop ‘cause it’s all that i have left.

i pray to god it’s the kindest thing.

it all comes down to you.

you watch the stars hurl all their fundaments at you and yours, forever asking more.

you are that space that’s in between every page, every cord, every screen.

they thought us blind. we were just blinking.

all the stones and kings of old will hear us screaming at the cold.

remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me.

give me back my heart, you wingless thing.

think of all the horrors that i promised you i’d bring.

witness me, old man. i am the wind.

i am time itself, i slow to let you play. i steal the hours and turn the night into day.

without you, i’m stronger.

this time, we’re done for.

let’s hide under the covers. we don’t know what’s out there.

the candle we lit, we’ll use to burn this whole place to the ground.

what’s it like? it’s just like falling snow.

i’ll be with you all along, as long as you are kind.

just because i left doesn’t mean that i’m not still there.

how could you leave me here?

hey, darling, hey.

i’m the hardest goodbye that you’ll ever have to say.

i promise you i’ll be better. i promise you i’ll try.

like rubbing wine stains into rugs it’s my curse, to try and make it right, but by trying make it worse.

our gods have abandoned us, left us.

goodbye to all my darkness. there’s nothing here but light.

i try so hard to make you laugh at me.

it’s not fair. it’s not fair how much i love you.

how unreasonably in love i am with everything you do.

i’ve seen enough, i know exactly what i want and it’s this life that we’ve created.

dear heart, it’s me, it’s me. you don’t need to pretend to be someone you’re not.

for some godforsaken reason, i’m still here, like i’ve always been before.

you try so loud to love me, but i cannot seem to hear.

can’t you hear that scratching? there’s something at the door.

be good to me.

that unwanted animal wants nothing more than to get out.

if we join our hands in prayer enough, to god i imagine it all starts to sound like applause.

you couldn’t lie then, and you sure as hell can’t lie to me now.

i’m at the brink, don’t laugh.

who died and made you king of it all?

you’ve a knack for applause from the back of the stalls but you lack the conviction to look at me straight and say yes.

look at me as you say this, don’t look at your phone.

we’d laugh at the ghosts of our fears.

god knows how you dragged us both into the darkness that grows.

leave without a fight. i won’t let you turn our last night into this.

this isn’t a break up, it’s a season finale.

now, at the end of all things, i’m not going to scream, beat my chest at the wind. i’m doing fine.

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//So sorry guys this account was so inactive all the time 😭 It feels horrible but on the other hand I don't have many followers as it is, so no great loss I guess haha. Anyway, like this for a starter? I hope I can dig up things again, but it slowly dawns on me that because of whom my muse is, that there won't be many people to play with to begin with...

Anyway give this a ❤️ and I will write up something

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So as you all know my muses FC is Fabio Lanzoni aka one sexy hunky mofo. I can't begin how much I love that guy's looks and if you haven't checked out his corny 80s romance movies you Def should do it, he is a riot 😏

Also Ticky has a favor for ladies as well so hit him up if you dare 😏😏😏😏

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Gasher, one of Ticky’s old buddies and part of the Gray High Command. Nasty old fella with a love for little boys. Grew up with Ticky.

From Book 3 of the Dark Tower

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send me a heart to learn something about my muse!

❤: does my muse consider themselves a romantic?

♡: how does my muse act, consciously and/or subconsciously, around people they are romantically interested in?

❥: what is my muse's ideal date?

ღ: how does my muse feel about displays of affection in public and/or in private?

💕: how does my muse express their feelings? do they do through small but meaningful gestures, or through bold declarations?

💘: how does my muse act/react when they first realize that they had a crush on somebody?

💝: what would my muse consider a "perfect gift"?

💓: how does my muse feel about physical intimacy?

💌: how would my muse go about confessing to someone they liked? would they do it indirectly or directly, or maybe not at all?

💟: what are three traits that my muse looks for in a partner?

💙: how would my muse handle seeing their object of affection falling in love with someone else?

💚: how does my muse feel about love? about falling in love? about being in love?

💜: how long might it take for my muse to say "i love you" for the first time?

💛: does my muse believe in love-at-first-sight? in soulmates? in fate?

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❝I’m fine, really.❞  Oh, but Ashley wasn’t fine in the slightest. She had no idea where she was, what was going on in this place, or how she’d gotten here. Perhaps living in Los Angeles, she’d never experienced a true winter, not until she’d gotten to Blackwood Pines, and even then, it was easy to underestimate just how cold it was. Still, she didn’t like taking things from strangers.

❝So...what is this place?❞

Tick-Tock was not sure who that girl was that suddenly had appeared in their city of Lud, in this moment he didn’t really care either. She was young and healthy, something that was a rare sight, especially around these parts. The man took a moment to think about what he could use her for.

She was young, certainly young enough to bare children, but was it what Ticky really wanted? No, she was too young for that he concluded, ruling her out as potential playmate for lonely hours underneath Lud. Still they could have their fun with her one way or the other. She also didn’t looked like she was part of the Pubes, their hated enemies.

“This place here, is called Lud, sadly its not as posh as it has been once upon a bye” he replied, eyes scanning her for anything valuable but there was not really much to get here. “What does a young lass like you doing out here all alone? And more importantly...where are you coming from?...I have never seen you before” Ticky asked, eyeing her closer, still holding out the jacket to her, seeing her shiver.

“Come on, take the jacket,i can see you`re freezing, and it certainly would be a shame if that happened,right?” he insisted, his coat was huge, fitting for his size but would dwarf the girl underneath it...Lud had very cold winters, something Ticky always had hated, he prefered sunny, warm weather where he could walk around without coats or shirts.

@fcarsdark

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It would take some time until he had won the girl over, he mused while helping her into the coat as gentle as possible. One wouldn`t think that Ticky was able being tactile like that, judging his size and strength, but in certain situations he could be gentle as a feather. Like when trying to get someones trust.

“Well that’s strange, certainly it is. I never heard of this Los Angeles, but i bet it looks nicer as this place, am i right?” there was his winning smile again, this most of the time was enough to win people over. Tick-Tock raised a brow as the girl asked what year it was. He only could laugh about that. “No one here knows, time is not what it used to be, at least in this shithole...time’s all over the place” he said nonchalantly, mustering the now covered girl with great interest.

The question was what he would do with her later on.

“I`d say you come with me for now, my place is warm and you can get some rest there as well. Not often we have young gals like you around here.” another smile, hypnotic eyes staring at the other in the meanwhile as if he wanted to lull her into safety, or at least the illusion of it. She didn’t looked dangerous and had no weapons at all, so she would make no problems, or so the Tick-Tock man thought while putting a hand on her shoulder.

“What do you say, young lady. Want to come with me or do you want to stay outside here like a statue?”

@fcarsdark 

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//Just a heads up, since i gained a few more mutuals, my inbox/chat is always open for plotting etc. Feel free to snow by, i am happy when we talk ~

I also appreciate and encourage that people who have Dark Tower muses come forth, i would love to interact with you guys~ Its always nice when mutuals or friends know about the source material of your muse xD.

Ticky is still growing on me as muse so its a learning process. But i am confident i can pull him off and do him justice ~

[wntrfell]

✧°⋆ 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞

————send  in  a  word  for  a  drabble  or  starter  based  on  it.

abditory   —   a   place   into   which   you   can   disappear;   a   hiding   place

alexithymia   —   the   inability   to   express   your   feelings

alharaca   —   an   extraordinary   or   violent   emotional   reaction   to   a   small   issue

aubade   —   a   love   song   sung   at   dawn

balter   —   to   dance   artlessly,   without   particular   grace   or   skill   but   usually   with   enjoyment

basorexia   —   the   overwhelming   desire   to   kiss

clinomania   —   excessive   desire   to   stay   in   bed

forelsket   —   the   euphoria   you   experience   when   you   are   first   falling   in   love

groak   —   to   stare   longingly   at   someone   who   is   eating   in   the   hope   that   they   will   ask   you   to   join   them

jayus   —   a   joke   so   unfunny   and   poorly   told   that   you   can’t   help   but   laugh

morosis   —   the   stupidest   of   stupidities

nedovtipa   —   someone   who   can   not   take   a   hint

nepenthe   —   something   that   can   make   you   forget   grief   or   suffering

querencia   —   a   place   from   which   one’s   strength   is   drawn,   where   one   feels   at   home;   the   place   where   you   are   your   most   authentic   self

razbliuto   —   the   sentimental   feeling   you   have   about   someone   you   once   loved   but   no   longer   do.

redamancy   —   the   act   of   loving   the   one   who   loves   you;   a   love   returned   in   full

retrouvaille   —   the   joy   of   meeting   or   finding   someone   again   after   a   long   separation;   rediscovery

sphallolalia   —   flirtatious   talk   that   leads   nowhere

trouvaille   —   something   lovely   discovered   by   chance;   a   windfall

whelve   —   to   bury   something   deep;   to   hide

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The boy tensed, almost jumping out of his skin at the sound of the voice. He’d thought everyone would be asleep – that was precisely why Bill had waited so long before attempting to leave.

He’d been in this strange new place – and by strange place, he meant world, because this wasn’t Earth – for less than a day after waking to a man prodding at him. Gasher, the man was called, and he’d come across as strange right from the start, but with nowhere else to go and nobody else around, he had gone with him.

What else could he do?

He might have faced off against a child-eating clown monster but he was still just a child. He couldn’t take care of himself, especially when he knew nothing about where he was. He didn’t know how he even got there, but he got the feeling the Turtle had something to do with it. It hadn’t taken long at all for Bill to decide he’d rather take his chances out there than stay with Tick Tock and the Grays.

“Way out. Need some eh-eh-air.”

Andrew had heard noises and was up right away. His keen ears never failed him and he already had a hunch which one made all that noise. There weren’t much options, Gasher was out like a light thanks to buzzing his head full of alcohol and the others were fast asleep as well, that was the caste most of the time.

So the only one who was left was that boy they had found not too long ago. The giant man followed the noise and soon found Bill stuttering an explanation for his nightly detour.

“Why are you still up? Squirts like you should be asleep by now” his voice wasn’t angry, it was more questioning, wondering even. “You don’t plan to leave us already, or do you? After we took you in and gave you food and water, you wouldn’t just leave us like that i reckon?” his green eyes were on Bill for a little longer before his typical smile returned, walking over to the boy, putting a massive hand on the others shoulder.

“Fresh air, huh? Well there is plenty of it here, but if you really want to get up, i will follow you, just in case one of these pubes is luring around, those bastards have their ways, they sure do” Ticky added, grabbing Bill’s shoulder a little harder than usual. “And a weebie like you is like fresh meat for them”

@brotherfailed​  

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He could feel that the boy was lying,decided to say nothing for now, though. As much Ticky hated when someone was lying to him, he somewhat could understand this boy. He had planned to train Bill in combat and weaponry so that he could be a valuable asset in their war against the pubes, but not only because of that, they needed young people that would take their places when time would come. The next generation of harriers had to rise and Ticky wanted Bill to be one of them, not that there were many to begin with.

“Alright, let’s go up then, do you still know the way?” he asked, opening the valve that led to the underground tunnels. “If not, don’t fuss over it, its really more like a maze than tunnels. You better stay at my side, Billie”

They went up the elongated ways and tunnels, it must have felt an eternity for outsider like Bill, but TIcky was used to it, for him it was nothing more than a leasurely evening walk. On their way up, Ticky never let his eyes off Bill, not even for a second, just as he thought he would run away the very first moment there was a chance for it...

“Your stutter became worse, it wasn’t that bad when we found you. What is wrong with you?”his eyebrows furrowed a little, it somewhat disturbed him at first, by now it was just...strange. “Don’t tell me they tortured you, who made you stutter like that, boy?”

No one aside of Gasher and maybe Copperhead knew that Andrew aka the Tick-Tock Man had a slight stutter as child as well, but no one dared to say that out loud, too much they feared his reaction to it. For Ticky all that had to do with his past was complicated and bothering, from his great-grand da to other things left unspoken for a very long time. He felt pity for the kid.

@brotherfailed 

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The boy tensed, almost jumping out of his skin at the sound of the voice. He’d thought everyone would be asleep – that was precisely why Bill had waited so long before attempting to leave.

He’d been in this strange new place – and by strange place, he meant world, because this wasn’t Earth – for less than a day after waking to a man prodding at him. Gasher, the man was called, and he’d come across as strange right from the start, but with nowhere else to go and nobody else around, he had gone with him.

What else could he do?

He might have faced off against a child-eating clown monster but he was still just a child. He couldn’t take care of himself, especially when he knew nothing about where he was. He didn’t know how he even got there, but he got the feeling the Turtle had something to do with it. It hadn’t taken long at all for Bill to decide he’d rather take his chances out there than stay with Tick Tock and the Grays.

“Way out. Need some eh-eh-air.”

Andrew had heard noises and was up right away. His keen ears never failed him and he already had a hunch which one made all that noise. There weren’t much options, Gasher was out like a light thanks to buzzing his head full of alcohol and the others were fast asleep as well, that was the caste most of the time.

So the only one who was left was that boy they had found not too long ago. The giant man followed the noise and soon found Bill stuttering an explanation for his nightly detour.

“Why are you still up? Squirts like you should be asleep by now” his voice wasn’t angry, it was more questioning, wondering even. “You don’t plan to leave us already, or do you? After we took you in and gave you food and water, you wouldn’t just leave us like that i reckon?” his green eyes were on Bill for a little longer before his typical smile returned, walking over to the boy, putting a massive hand on the others shoulder.

“Fresh air, huh? Well there is plenty of it here, but if you really want to get up, i will follow you, just in case one of these pubes is luring around, those bastards have their ways, they sure do” Ticky added, grabbing Bill’s shoulder a little harder than usual. “And a weebie like you is like fresh meat for them”

@brotherfailed​  

[oldmemesandhelpandthings-gone]

Autumn Prompts 🍂

Starter scenarios for the autumn season! Requested by anonymous. When sending to or from a multimuse, don’t forget to specify who the meme is for! Send a symbol for:

🍠 Our muses making a warm, hearty meal

🎃 Our muses carving Jack-O-Lanterns

🥧 Our muses baking pie

🍎 Our muses going apple picking

🥤 Our muses enjoying fresh apple cider

🥮 Our muses making Mooncake

🌰 Our muses gathering chestnuts to roast

👻 Our muses tell ghost stories around a campfire

🧶 Our muses doing needlework together

🦇 Our muses decorating for Halloween

🥣 Our muses making soup

🍆 Our muses exploring a farmer’s market

🌽 Our muses navigating a corn maze

🎞️ Our muses having a movie night

🏈 Our muses playing an autumn sport

🌳 Our muses wondering at the foliage

🍺 Our muses celebrating Oktoberfest (or just having drinks)

🍃 Our muses raking (and maybe planning to jump into a pile of leaves)

💐 Our muses making an autumn wreath

🍫 Our muses making s’mores

☕ Our muses drinking something warm on a cool evening

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❝I’m fine, really.❞  Oh, but Ashley wasn’t fine in the slightest. She had no idea where she was, what was going on in this place, or how she’d gotten here. Perhaps living in Los Angeles, she’d never experienced a true winter, not until she’d gotten to Blackwood Pines, and even then, it was easy to underestimate just how cold it was. Still, she didn’t like taking things from strangers.

❝So...what is this place?❞

Tick-Tock was not sure who that girl was that suddenly had appeared in their city of Lud, in this moment he didn’t really care either. She was young and healthy, something that was a rare sight, especially around these parts. The man took a moment to think about what he could use her for.

She was young, certainly young enough to bare children, but was it what Ticky really wanted? No, she was too young for that he concluded, ruling her out as potential playmate for lonely hours underneath Lud. Still they could have their fun with her one way or the other. She also didn’t looked like she was part of the Pubes, their hated enemies.

“This place here, is called Lud, sadly its not as posh as it has been once upon a bye” he replied, eyes scanning her for anything valuable but there was not really much to get here. “What does a young lass like you doing out here all alone? And more importantly...where are you coming from?...I have never seen you before” Ticky asked, eyeing her closer, still holding out the jacket to her, seeing her shiver.

“Come on, take the jacket,i can see you`re freezing, and it certainly would be a shame if that happened,right?” he insisted, his coat was huge, fitting for his size but would dwarf the girl underneath it...Lud had very cold winters, something Ticky always had hated, he prefered sunny, warm weather where he could walk around without coats or shirts.

@fcarsdark