Ch. 3 Of Clocks and Horror [Forward dated to late Sunday Morning]

[not_a_codfish]

[Over the journal, you begin to hear what sounds like what you would imagine a clockmaker's shop to sound like: a discordant cacophony of ticks and tocks. Followed soon after by the most blood-curdling, fear-inducing shriek you have ever heard. The sound of pure. Unadulterated. Terror.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEE!

[This is followed by loud shouting and the sounds of crashing and smashing]

WHY. WON'T. THEY. BREAK?


[Hook barely has the presence of mind to send a quick filter to his newly formed crew:]
YOU’RE CAPTIAN REQUIRES YOUR IMMEDIATE AID!

[ooc: Hey everyone, Hook's on his Loss. Have fun. :)]

Comments

[foolreversed]

All right, I'm coming, I'm coming!

[and with that he's off! Luckily he was in the castle anyway so it doesn't take too long before there's a cautious knock on the door]

[not_a_codfish]

[Something is definitly off. The door is slightly ajar, and there is a tumultuous sound of mechanical ticks and tocks. You hear the sound of metal striking metal. You glimpse the good Captain in the room, bashing away at a large, ornate mettal clock whith his hook. I don't think he heard you knocking

[foolreversed]

[oh dear. Adachi pushes the door open cautiously.]

Sir...? What are you...