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Tick~Tock

The Clocktower

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a part of Tick~Tock, by phooka.

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phooka holds sovereignty over The Clocktower, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Natsuki Hitomi [0] "Sorry, but I'm boooooooored~!"
Seb Hart [0] "I like cute things. Girls are cute. I like girls."
Zahara Xandra [0] "Do not touch ANYTHING, if you do and they break then I'll use your body parts to replace missing or broken parts. You had fare warning, now leave me alone."
Liam Alistair Goderick [0] Nothing will ever change. Nothing will ever be constant.
Kirby Miller [0] "This is stressful, but I'll manage."
Rain Sachez [0] You can just feel the awkward...
Michelle Marks [0] "What you staring at? Oh yeah, I'm a Kitsune..."

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Neondrick McKinley
Neon hopped over the couch without using his hands and nearly tripped over his own feet as he landed. He knew his real reason for being in the clocktower but right now he had a serious craving for meat. He looked up at the man as he was a lot taller than he was upon closer inspection. His werewolf aura becoming stronger to him as he walked up to him. Well then, sir, if you think you can handle taking a few steps over to the kitchen with me, I'll see what I can make you. Also, how do you like your meat? Rare? Medium rare? Or possibly..cooked? "Well, I never really knew what made a meat rare basically, is it from a god animal, is it made from the fires of hell itself? It's not rare to me, there's animals everywhere!" Neon took a breath looking back up at the man.

"I don't usually care whether meat is cooked or not, as long as I can taste it." Neon began to salivate slowly. "Nice to meet you Liam, I'm Neondrick. Or Neon for short." His tiny useless fangs showed as he smiled. "SO OFF WE GO!" He yelled after rushing towards the kitchen but not before crashing into the wall. He fell back but kip-ups to his feet. "I...I meant to do that." He walked casually into the kitchen room

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Liam Goderick
Liam shook his head as he watched Neon make a more than expected collision into the wall. He began to follow the young man into the kitchen but stopped for a second. His hands found his face and made there way to the corners of his mouth. They were drawn up in what he realized was a smile.
i'm...smiling? Ha...well wouldn't you know.
Embracing the smile and the happy feeling that followed in, he continued to the kitchen.

The sleek counters, digital stove, fridge and pretty much everything else struck Liam with a sense of a futuristic time. One so much different from his own back home. He almost felt intimidated. He walked up to everything and carefully examined every bit of machinery. He knew hop to operate most of it. It was mainly just buttons, but there were these...screens. When his fingers met them, they lit up, listing a menu of operations or a display of settings. He baffled at it all and took a look at Neon.
"You wouldn't happen to know how to work all of this, would you?"
But as soon as the sentance exited his mouth, he imagined the poor boy being electrocuted and possibly eaten by all of the 'snassy' electronics.
"Or maybe you know someone else who does? because...I...don't."
It was a weird feeling to say he didn't know something. And he didn't like it. Not one bit.

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Seb Hart
Seb looked at the guy who enthusiastically wanted burgers. He was surprised about how... outgoing he was. Not that he minded. Just never really met someone like that. The two guys headed to the kitchen. Seb then glanced at the other people. "If you'll excuse me," he said simply before heading to the kitchen as well. He was starving. He wanted to eat.

He entered the kitchen and looked around. This was a really nice kitchen. Now, Seb wasn't the best at cooking, but he could cook. Mostly because no one else would cook for him. "You wouldn't happen to know how to work all of this, would you? Or maybe you know someone else who does? Because... I... don't," the one he had heard was named Liam say to the other one. Seb walked over calmly and appeared in the middle of them like the sneaky person he was. "Don't worry about it, I'll work this stuff out. You can do the cooking," Seb suggested with a small lazy smile. He then moved in and started to the touch the screen. It was pretty easy. Just had to go the main screen and then follow the steps. In only a few minutes, he started the stove.

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Liam Goderick
Don't worry about it, I'll work this stuff out. You can do the cooking.
The young man that entered the kitchen and began 'touching' things surprised Liam. he hadn't expected someone to just appear and help. It was slightly ironic, in a way.
"Thank you. I normally would have handled this all, but where I'm from...all of this is new to me. I've read up on some of it, but never actually experienced working with such machines." He sighed, letting his shoulders fall. He felt stupid. Never did he ever feel such disappointment in himself. It was stirring that little red devil that resided in his 'heart'. but he would not let it awaken.
"I do not believe I caught your name." Liam noted as he made his way to the refrigerator, grabbing a pack of raw beef, an onion, a green pepper, a tomato, a head of lettuce, some garlic and cilantro.
He set all of the ingredients down, sniffed out the cupboard with seasonings, and began going to work on the meat.

Werewolves had an unnatural tendency to be 'hot' blooded. This fortunately came in handy with thawing out the meat.
With the meat being thawed, he cut up some garlic and onion, cilantro, and green pepper. Setting the knife down next to the chopped vegetables, he searched the cabinets for pans. He found a suitable sized pan and grabbed a bottle of olive oil as well.
Seeing that the young man had the stove started, Liam set the pan down on one of the burners, poured a little oil into it, and threw in the garlic and onion. Letting that season up, he grabbed a bowl, put the meat in it, and began seasoning it. Once thoroughly seasoned, he poured the onion and garlic mix into the bowl, mixed it all up, and began shaping out the burgers and putting them in the pan.

Letting the burgers cook, he looked to the young man and asked quite simply, "Well done or rare?"

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Neondrick McKinley
Neon had walked into the kitchen holding his throbbing head as he followed Liam into the kitchen. Upon entering he found out the kitchen...didn't even look like a kitchen to him. It looked like a theatre what with all the bright colors and screen operated things. The boy sought around the room, his crimson red eyes circling around as the colors made it look like if you lit it on fire, you would get high form the fumes. You wouldn't happen to know how to work all of this, would you? Neon looked at the man and laughed as he had no idea what to do. Or maybe you know someone else who does? because...I...don't. Neon was about to answer until the another person walked in.

Don't worry about it, I'll work this stuff out. You can do the cooking. Neon just sat there playing street fighter with the silverware. He grabbed one fork and a spoon in the other hand. "You have disgrace your honor...prepare to face me in mortal combat." Neon spoke like an old age samurai as he began clashing the fork and spoon together rapidly as if they were fighting, not even paying attention to his surroundings until the scent of cooking meat filled his nostrils. He began to slaivate again as he stared at the cooking meat, the seasonings, the aroma, oh how he was hungry.

Well done or rare? Liam had asked him as he looked at him with a confused stare. "Well done or rare? What are you talking about?"