#clockwork 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.

(pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasedontsmitemeplease-)

Alright. I don’t know what is going on let me make that clear. I can’t- I can’t talk there, but I can here. Unless she talks over me.

That word…. Um. I…

“First part. RO.”

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.

Lastly, what are your thoughts on the word "Connection"?

I wonder if there's more words honestly. But 6 messages are already sent, and 6 is a pretty important number... mmm. I guess they just really liked you? :0

...the past tense is worrying, Red. haha..

um.

"Third space, 6c."

I really hope this is all enough information for you guys. I. I really do. I would help more if I could but you know she's got me muzzled.

And "Determination"? Does that mean anything?

It's alright that you don't know what's going on or what anything means, none of us do yet haha!

"Second part. Ul"

I just. Why me... this is really confusing. It would be a lot easier without her breathing down my neck, but whatever. Sure. Woe, cryptic messages be upon ye.

ok ok... interesting... how about "Human"?

I don’t know what this means, but it’s… something.

Human. Um.

“Last place. 9.”

- A.A

Ohhh. We should. Where are we gonna find a bunch of chicks though 🤔

“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!”