#tock

•oasis

•blur

•Gorillaz

•Bon Jovi

•Queen

Tock: When I was a kid, I was abandoned by my parents. Never even got to know 'em. Apparently Daddy was a human, so I went to live with his sister, my auntie.

Tock: I was called a lot of things before meeting her, but the worst of it came outta her mouth. Long as I could remember, she kept me locked up in a cage and out of sight. Said that's where animals belong.

Tock: She was a mean drunk, too. Had as much to drink as guys to fill her bed. Neither satisfied her... Not like when she took her frustrations out on me. Got my thick skin from her.

Tock: Every day at school, I took the bullying from behind. Every night at home, I took it up front. Then came my last night with my auntie...

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"Your limp-dick daddy shoulda done the whole world a favor and killed you and that whole of a mother before you wasted more air than you deserved!"

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Tock: That was the night I finally snapped. And snapped. And snapped. And I didn't stop snapping until she was finally all gone. ALL GONE.

Tock: Ever since, I was a killer. A murderer. Girl like me wouldn't last long in jail; not if the law had its way. So I started living on the road. On the river. Making brief friendships with people just like me. Except they weren't like me. They weren't an animal.

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"...Oh, sorry, I... I didn't see you there."

"Neither did I. Happens a lot when you're blind."

"I'm... sorry to hear that, kid."

"Don't be."

"It's better that way. If you saw me, you'd see how ugly I was. How ugly this world is."

"I can see you just fine like this. You're not ugly. You're a lot like my friends. Why don'tyou come and meet them?"

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Tock: I was 16 years old. And in those 16 years, that little girl offered me the only kindness I'd ever felt. And meeting her friends at the circus, it felt... weird. Like nothing I'd ever felt before. Welcomed.

Tock: No one turned away or clutched their mouths.

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"Why hello there~! The name's Kage! Don't let the name fool you, I'm more coach than warden around this family."

"Can she stay with us?"

"Well now! You've already got Robin's endorsement! What's your name, dear?"

"May."

"May? Hm... No, no, that's not flashy enough. You need something more fitting. Something like..."

Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock...

"Aha~! I've got it~! Your new name will be..."

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TOCK THE CROC: LIVE IN THE RING!

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Tock: I spent my days wrestling alligator Grimm. Sure, it was a gimmick, but I didn't mind. I especially liked how the crowds would cheer for me. But what I loved more was how much my family loved me.

Tock: But... It was too good to last...

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"What's wrong, Robbie?"

"It's Mister Kage! He couldn't afford to keep the carnival, so he sold it. We're moving away to another kingdom. Almost everyone's already ran away and left me behind! I'm... I'm all alone again. I'm afraid..."

"...You don't have to be scared. I'll never leave you."

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Tock: For our grand opening, we were taken to Mantle. Unlike Mr. Kage, the new ringmaster treated us less like spectacles to behold and more like monsters to be feared. The created reacted like you'd expect.

Tock: Bound by chains, just like when I was younger, and all that pent-up frustration and rage came boiling back faster than I thought it would. The worst part, though, was some "patrons" thought to take it even further and ATTACK the members of the carnival.

Tock: In Atlas, if you're a Faunus, you'd get sentenced to slave labor in the Dust Mines. If you're human, though, like those scumbags, the worst you get is a weekend in jail. That doesn't do anything but prod them a little, leading to a fiery retribution. Emphasis on FIRE.

Tock: The carnival was done for. There was enough dust to level half the city and it all started in our tent. It was considered one of the worst fires since the Color War. The blast threw me down the street and into a huge pile of snow. I was lucky to have my semblance to survive.

Tock: ...Others, like Robin, weren't.

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"S-Sir! Look over there! A m-monster!"

"MONSTER...? I'M NOT A MONSTER... YOU ARE!"

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Tock: Except for me and the owner, no one else survived. It was suspicious, but Atlas said it was just an accident, so any and all charges were dropped.

Tock: Now I was trapped in Mantle. No home. No job. No family. Nothing left to lose, I found outlets for my pent-up anger. Some tell me it's falling into bad habits. I tell them I never forget a scent.

Tock: Eventually, I got a new job. My semblance made me the perfect muscle, and my heightened senses made me the perfect hunter. I liked working alone, but eventually I found myself leaving the kingdom and meeting a new employer. Someone a lot like Mr. Kage.

The whole dnd squad started drawing so naturally I followed suit

Tick & Tock: Jim’s best friends :D

Bowie: Nina’s BFF :D

EXTRA:

(ooc: even tho andy has his own blog i still wanted him to answer)

probably flute, or some sort of woodwind

…i’m probably gonna stay away from music for a while, but i guess piano?

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xylophone! …or drums! …or cymbals!

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