AWKWARD ZOMBIE

For me and Tatzel, yes.

Others have some of their own motives. (Most recently, Bunyip-Bunyip was added and she wants to have an audience with Torizo to see if it's her "mother".)

shes a classy lady

My only purpose is to spike the punch, and run away with a random person in my arms.

Technically its "Let us be dangerous" but who cares
also that things basically a steampunk shotgun

Reminding me of bioshock with the gas chambers and gears running on the ammo.


fuck i want to play that now.

yeah i more or less drew from that game

i read that as STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL SCUM

no i mean it it was a train wreck of text

Just wondering but would it be awkward if I tried to enter the story at this point..?

Not at all, anyone is free to join at any time!

"So, this is the clock tower, huh?" Zink said, as he and the child approached the grand building, "It is really tall. I can't even see the top of it, what with all the smog. I'm really not used to all this smoke."

"What do you mean?" the child said, "Isn't that smoke everywhere?"

"What? No. Where I come from, the skies are all clear. None of this smoke and fog."

"Wow." the child said, trying to comprehend a world without smoke. So that's what mediocre meant!

"Well, anyway, I'd better head head to the top of that tower and find that key. So long."

Zink entered the clock tower. He started to walk up the stairs, but he stopped when he noticed the child was still following him.

"You're still here?" Zink said.

"Yep" the child responded.

Neither thought there was any more to say about the matter.

The climb up the stairs was long and arduous. Although Zink, being a skeleton and all, had a fairly easy time with all the steps, the child had to stop to rest every so often. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only a couple of minutes, they reached the top.

"That's some impressive machinery" Zink said to himself, as he gazed at the inside of the clock.

Suddenly, Jellyfisherson started glowing again. It flew over to the wall to the right of the clock. A secret safe door swung open as it did, revealing three things: a black robe and a wooden stick that almost looked like a staff of some sort. The crimson jellyfish hovered over them.

"It... it seems to want me to take the robe and staff and... magic? I can't do magic! I'm... I'm just a skeleton. I can't cast spells or anything! I can't! I really can't! It just... it just keeps on insisting... but I can't! I can't do it! I CAN'T!"

The last "can't" echoed throughout the entire building. The jellyfish ceased glowing. The child simply stared, horrified.

After what seemed like forever, the jellyfish began hovering over to a different location: The center of the clock gears. It began glowing again.

"It...it wants me to climb up there! That must... that must be where the key is!"

Zink climbed up the gears until he reached the Jellyfish's location. There, he found a glowing key. He took it, and dropped back down to the floor.

"I have the key, now" Zink said to the child, and to himself, "Now it... wants me to keep it... keep the key safe... It wants me to... destroy... destroy all who try and seize it..."

"Wow..." said the child, "That sounds really important."

"It does... doesn't it?" Zink said, "But... but how am I going to do it? The people that are going to come for the key... they will probably be armed. I'm just a skeleton. An unarmed skeleton. I can't fight them myself. I have no magic, no weapons, and no particularly special abilities... And you, you're just a child. We're pretty much screwed."

"But you're a scary skeleton!" the child yelled, "I bet you could beat up anyone!"

"Trust me, kid, there are many things much more threatening than a skeleton. Like vampires, werewolves, guns, axes, swords, magic... pretty much everything, really. But there has to be a way..."

Zink thought for a little while. And then, it hit him.

"Traps," he said, suddenly, "We will use traps. Come on, kid, help me take apart the gears and stuff. Scavenge whatever you can. We have work to do"

The leprechaun watched the skeleton and the child from behind a spare clock gear leaning against a wall.



The leprechaun thought to himself with a wide smile growing on his face.

After bolting from Torizo's castle, creeper made a stop along the road to change clothes, so she could keep her identity hidden.


She ran toward the river by spider forest, searching for a means of travel to go visit the great Narwhal.
She spotted two people by the shore, both with incredibly long ears.
Gee, I wonder if he's compensating for something... she wondered to herself. She chuckled to herself, and gained the attention of the two elves.


She decided to introduce herself.
"Ah...Hello. I am..." it was then that she realized the pair seemed oddly familiar. Perhaps they were at Torizo's ball? If so, then...

"You are? You stopped in the middle of your sentence!" teased the one with the PANK hair.

Creeper panicked, and blurted out whatever came to mind.

"I-I-I am T-Turncoat...Creeper..." they looked at her strangely. "YES! That's right, I'm Turncoat Creeper! I'm famous, you know." she boasted.

"Oh, great! Well, what are you doing by the shore?" the elf with the green hair asked her.

He bought it. "I am going to travel to Narwhal island, to have an audience with the great Narwhal himself! The great narwhal knows the answer to any question you can ask!" She pointed to the island, which could be spotted in the distance.

The two began to whisper amongst themselves. It was then that Creeper noticed something in the PANK one's hands. Is that a...toy? No, it's moving and speaking...It's pretty shabby, I'd never...okay, it's kind of cute. In a way. She continued to examine the three until they stopped their discussion.

"So...You say this Narwhal knows everything?" the green one asked to confirm.

"Y-Yeah! In fact, if you had a boat, I could get you an audience with the guy! I used to go and see the great Narwhal all the time!" she shouted enthusiastically. Boat! Boat! Please tell me you have a boat! You must know where to get one, if you're just lollygagging near the river!

"So how are you able to get an audience with-" the PANK one started, but was cut off by Creeper.

"I...Uh, fell into the ocean when I was litt-" She decided that she was done with the small talk, and decided to get right to the point. "Oh, so do you guys have a boat, or what?"

The green elf shook his head, and walked over to the water.

Just great... Creeper thought.

Iconsting trekked through the desert, the light of the clock tower guiding him to the town. "Since when did a pile of rubbish like this become a town good enough to have an illuminated clock tower?" He wondered aloud, taking refuge under the tall clock tower. He stepped inside the building and looked around.

"Nice and quiet," he muttered, collapsing on the ground. when he looked up, he couldn't help but notice two figures tampering with the gears. "Excuse me you two, I'm no engineer, but I don't think it's wise to tear the whole structure apart for any reason." He called in the night. He couldn't see faces, merely silhouettes. They didn't stop, in fact they began to panic and work faster. "I insist you stop that." He repeated.

He then noticed something glowing around the neck of one of the figures.