68- A bit clock-y, isn't he?

[amansgottadowhat]

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I am unsure what manner of curse this is, aside from an apparent invasion of furry, powerful, toothed, and scaled creatures. I have managed to fight my way through a crowd of alligators, though. And I must say that I feel no more like that Steve Irwin fellow than I did yesterday. [He laughs at his own joke a little bit. Because that was supposed to be funny.] I would, of course, be more than happy to rescue anyone in need of it.

But now I feel that I must go back to my old problem of needing clock reparations. I can't seem to keep them going right recently. I can't imagine why, but perhaps this is what the City does to clocks after a time, hah! as a way of messing with the minds of its citizens on curses. If you can't tell when midnight is, you can't tell when they start and stop. So, I am planning on putting a stop to it.

[He bends down to stop the recording, but as he does, the wall behind him reveals
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[OoC: Link to the Australian spiders again.]

Comments

[signatures]

Irwin died from a sting ray barb to the chest, I think.

And I think you have company.

1/3

[amansgottadowhat]

Ah, my mistake, I thought you meant sun rays.

However I still don't know what you mean by company and clo-

[amansgottadowhat]

[Gasp!]

[amansgottadowhat]

Oh for the love of all that is good and handsome, what is that?!

[signatures]

I don't know but you should bloody well kill it.

[amansgottadowhat]

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[signatures]

Did you get it?

[amansgottadowhat]

Quite.