Thank you for filling my inbox with prompts you precious demon child. Welcome to agender Clockwork hell.
Danny didn’t know why he’d thought going to the Christmas Truce Party was a good idea. Well, that was a lie; he’d wanted some food that wouldn’t come alive and try to bite his tongue. That, and he wanted to see if he could find Dani. But was it really worth being surrounded by a bunch of ghosts giving him the side eye and ‘accidentally’ bumping into him?
Danny grabbed a cookie from the refreshment table, watching a punch bowl full of eggnog curiously. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d see the ghost somewhere before. It was when they moved their head, and the white hair which had been covering one of their eyes moved to reveal a black scar.
Danny smiled, happy to see someone who probably didn’t want to kill him. “I didn’t think you were the type who liked parties, Clockwork.”
"Oh, I don’t," The Master of Time poured themself some eggnog and took a small sip. They looked odd without their typical clothing and what seemed to be just a hoodie and black jeans instead. They weren’t even using their spectral tail. "I wasn’t even considering it until the Observants told me not to. They were worried I might give away the secret of our existence. After that, I couldn’t resist."
Danny rolled his eyes, “Wow. But aren’t you worried that people might figure it out?”
"Not remotely," Clockwork said, motioning to a ghost who was passing them by. "Watch. Excuse me," The ghost looked up, "What would you say if I told I was the Master of Time?"
No fic form because I don’t feel like going to grab it. In other news, who wants to know the Time Master and Observants legend?
If the answer is no than this post is not for you.
So last night I was doing some world building and I got the bright idea to send kasena-a what I had thought up for the Master of Time legend. Apparently it was a really bright idea, because she made it sound legend-like and this was the result. She is a gift.
It is said that there are higher powers than
just ghosts, that there are spirits who observe and keep track of all of time
and reality itself. Never do they interfere; they have taken an oath only to
watch. But, one day, they noticed things were not going according to plan.
Those who were meant for great, terrible things lived out their natural lives
in a second, as did those related to them. It was then the Observants began to
look for a cause of this strange phenomenon. And then, they found Them.
The first time
Clockwork heard about the Master of Time, they were physically eight and had just snuck
out for the first time. They’d ended up with a bunch of other ghosts- some
younger, some older- and followed them as they encountered an old man who
retold the legend. Clockwork never heard the end, though. They’d barely reached
the middle when Olia, disguised as a normal ghost, had burst in and hurried
them away. They’d been left with Coli
afterwards, since the High Council didn’t trust Clockwork to not disobey them