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Your jaw drops open and you ask for a purpose.
"Excellent, most beautiful..." The Timekeeper taps on your metallic exterior. "Already pleading for a purpose— what a masterpiece I have created."
He watches as your legs slowly solidify into metal with the hinges fully realized. Your extremities twitch and slowly, you stand up at attention before the Timekeeper. He grabs your head and with a twist, pops it right off your body. You feel no pain; in fact, having your head disassembled from your body feels normal. It is as if this was standard procedure for an inspection. You can still feel your hands and legs while the Timekeeper opens the back of your noggin and observes the intricate mesh of wiring and gears.
"More than just wheels turning, electricity runs through this body. Marvelous!" The Timekeeper tosses your head into the air in triumph before catching it.
"This! This is scientific progress! Glorious evolution!" He turns your head to face him. "Purpose, yes. I believe I said you are to become my new body; your purpose is to fuel me."
Your hand automatically raises to where your head would be to salute and you reply with affirmation in a neutral tone. You experience a rush of excitement at new orders as your body aligns itself for the task at hand. You try to yell out against his wishes but you are a voice trapped inside this robotic head, no longer able to communicate with your body. It is as if you are bound to a chair and forced to watch helplessly as the Timekeeper removes your crotch plate and inserts what appears to be a weight of sorts. You shudder, the sensation so unfamiliar yet pleasant. You watch him toy with your own body and each tick and turn sends electricity through you. He adjusts and fastens the weight before replacing the crotch piece.
The Timekeeper then reaches up to his face and opens the clock window. His hand digs past the caliber and retrieves a small pendulum which he then inserts into the back of your head. The sensation of him digging around your skull rattles you. It feels like scratching an itch deep within your soul and you feel uncontrollably relaxed. Your eyes drift slightly apart and your mouth hangs open. Then another voice appears, one that you recognize as your master. You feel the pendulum swinging inside your head, colliding with the metal interior and creating a ringing in your ear. Its rhythmic clattering puts you into a trance; each thought can only last so long before it is wiped away by the striking of metal.
"Ahhh, a body that is not decaying..." You hear him think. The inclusion of another presence to this body seems to bring on more transformation as your shoulders widen and metal trim begins to spiral about. You watch through your own eyes as your body reaches out and grabs the head from the Timekeeper— or, rather, the body that once belonged to the Timekeeper. You feel yourself twist your head back on and watch in horror as your body begins to move on its own. He reaches outward, and then to the side before kicking a leg up to test its mobility.
"Wonderful, absolutely divine," you hear yourself say. You struggle to stay within your brain but whatever the Timekeeper placed into your crotch is slowly pulling you downward. You, as in your soul. You feel yourself being dragged deeper into the body, down the neck, past your chest, and into your belly where you hover just above a radiating force from below. The Timekeeper reaches up to his chest and twists the wind-up key and you're suddenly kicked into motion. You spin aggressively, your soul flowing through this body with force. He laughs aloud, jumping with delight into the air.
"I cannot wait to test what this body can do— so much exploration, so much progress!" you say. You look over at the toy bunny who is finally on his feet and is now charging at you. He bashes the grandfather clock in the head with a hammer multiple times. You watch him pummel the wood before he collapses to the ground and panting. He looks up at you.
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Your jaw drops open and you ask for a purpose.
"Excellent, most beautiful..." The Timekeeper taps on your metallic exterior. "Already pleading for a purpose— what a masterpiece I have created."
He watches as your legs slowly solidify into metal with the hinges fully realized. Your extremities twitch and slowly, you stand up at attention before the Timekeeper. He grabs your head and with a twist, pops it right off your body. You feel no pain; in fact, having your head disassembled from your body feels normal. It is as if this was standard procedure for an inspection. You can still feel your hands and legs while the Timekeeper opens the back of your noggin and observes the intricate mesh of wiring and gears.
"More than just wheels turning, electricity runs through this body. Marvelous!" The Timekeeper tosses your head into the air in triumph before catching it.
"This! This is scientific progress! Glorious evolution!" He turns your head to face him. "Purpose, yes. I believe I said you are to become my new body; your purpose is to fuel me."
Your hand automatically raises to where your head would be to salute and you reply with affirmation in a neutral tone. You experience a rush of excitement at new orders as your body aligns itself for the task at hand. You try to yell out against his wishes but you are a voice trapped inside this robotic head, no longer able to communicate with your body. It is as if you are bound to a chair and forced to watch helplessly as the Timekeeper removes your crotch plate and inserts what appears to be a weight of sorts. You shudder, the sensation so unfamiliar yet pleasant. You watch him toy with your own body and each tick and turn sends electricity through you. He adjusts and fastens the weight before replacing the crotch piece.
The Timekeeper then reaches up to his face and opens the clock window. His hand digs past the caliber and retrieves a small pendulum which he then inserts into the back of your head. The sensation of him digging around your skull rattles you. It feels like scratching an itch deep within your soul and you feel uncontrollably relaxed. Your eyes drift slightly apart and your mouth hangs open. Then another voice appears, one that you recognize as your master. You feel the pendulum swinging inside your head, colliding with the metal interior and creating a ringing in your ear. Its rhythmic clattering puts you into a trance; each thought can only last so long before it is wiped away by the striking of metal.
"Ahhh, a body that is not decaying..." You hear him think. The inclusion of another presence to this body seems to bring on more transformation as your shoulders widen and metal trim begins to spiral about. You watch through your own eyes as your body reaches out and grabs the head from the Timekeeper— or, rather, the body that once belonged to the Timekeeper. You feel yourself twist your head back on and watch in horror as your body begins to move on its own. He reaches outward, and then to the side before kicking a leg up to test its mobility.
"Wonderful, absolutely divine," you hear yourself say. You struggle to stay within your brain but whatever the Timekeeper placed into your crotch is slowly pulling you downward. You, as in your soul. You feel yourself being dragged deeper into the body, down the neck, past your chest, and into your belly where you hover just above a radiating force from below. The Timekeeper reaches up to his chest and twists the wind-up key and you're suddenly kicked into motion. You spin aggressively, your soul flowing through this body with force. He laughs aloud, jumping with delight into the air.
"I cannot wait to test what this body can do— so much exploration, so much progress!" you say. You look over at the toy bunny who is finally on his feet and is now charging at you. He bashes the grandfather clock in the head with a hammer multiple times. You watch him pummel the wood before he collapses to the ground and panting. He looks up at you.
> It's time for a new experiment.> Take on a new apprentice.
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