"Doc" Emmett Brown (
clockwork_doc) wrote2008-10-22 09:17 am
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OOC/MuseVerse: Inkwell Party!
When he's not roleplaying in the Rift or the Nexus, the Doc Brown known as "Clockwork" lives in the Inkwell Bar and Grill, the local restaurant and hangout for his mun Victoria's muses. Clockwork also happens to own the place, so it's very easy for him to conscript it for his birthday. Anyone entering today will find that the bar has a wide selection of various cakes on it for people to sample, along with freezers full of ice cream. Clockwork himself is seated at the bar with a slice of chocolate cake, smiling at anyone who comes in.
Anybody's welcome to drop by, either just to say "hi" or to grab some cake. (One warning -- you might want to avoid the cake on the far left of the bar. Mrs. Plum made that one, and being a dead cook from "Corpse Bride" prone to putting body parts in her meals. . . .)
Anybody's welcome to drop by, either just to say "hi" or to grab some cake. (One warning -- you might want to avoid the cake on the far left of the bar. Mrs. Plum made that one, and being a dead cook from "Corpse Bride" prone to putting body parts in her meals. . . .)
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"Precisely," Clockwork says, smiling again. "Planning on hosting a Halloween event too, if I can."
Clockwork grimaces in that cake's general direction. "Mrs. Plum," he says in explanation. "It's for Victor's friends. I think Bonejangles and Emily are around here someplace. . . ."
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"Ahh, gotcha." AL just kind of shakes her head at the corpse cake. Whatever floats your boat. "Are Paige and you getting along okay? Things working out?" It's obvious this is a big thing for her. She wants Clockwork happy and is afraid her idea of sending a Fairycorn to him would blow up in her face.
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"I think Victor put a sign on it, just in case."
He pats her on the shoulder reassuringly. "We're fine," he tells her. "She's a sweetheart. Sort of the 'mascot' for the Inkwell." Paige flits out and prances around the bartop.
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Paige whinnies. "You just have to know where to look!"