Clockwork_Meiou
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- Dec 16, 2015
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He looked around, smiling. "It's lovely. Lot nicer then that cage I was in." He sighed softly. "I'm always being caged because of what I am..." He motioned to the spot around his neck where his many collars had been, most of them too tight and had ruined the fur there. His ears twitched slightly. "Are you called Clockwork because you make clocks? Or is it for some other reason?"
The ghost chuckled a little. "Well, I can make clocks, but I also happen to be a clock based ghost meaning I have gears as well as a clock in my chest." he said as he pulled up his shirt to reveal the glass door to a case. Inside his chest, gears turned, a clock ticked away the seconds, minutes, and hours as a pendulum swung back and fourth.