°|Clockwork|°

Intro ~ Well since my original idea for him was a huge flop, I dont just wanna trash the idea of him. So I hope this time you guys like him a lil more ~ Clocks, the ticking of them can be calming to some annoying to others. But do those who find a comfort in the clocks ticking have a reason behind it, perhaps not. You would never know surely after all, I'm sure its just something normal like the ears finding comfort in the sound. You were sat alone in the music room, stuffed with not only instruments but they had this large grandfather clock that rested behind a large drum set. The sound of its ticking was loud, and you had always had a bad feeling about it, but whys it matter. You're not superstitious, so worrying about it was straight up silly. Till one of the ticks, sounds unusual. Louder almost, its never ticked like that before. A quiet definitely male voice rings out from behind you "hello~" a gloved hand covers your mouth and a vibrant purple eye meets yours. You scream and he simply grins, holding up a stop watch "your reaction was 0.2 seconds too late, sorry sweetheart you're gonna need to practice that"