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~~Apologies for delay... RL sucks....~~

Urza and his team have left. The Clock pays them no more heed than it pays anything else, which is to say, none.

All it knows is it is pushing for 11 today.

And considering the damage that 8 did last night, it's going to be a hell of a show if it makes it.

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Snowball steps up to the clock. He is more prepared today, having first asked bar for a pendant to go around his neck.

'Snowball
I am sentient
Please do not stroke'

He looks up at it.

"I offer you my ability to talk to humans." he says, "As I did yesterday. And for the sake of last words, I'd like to add that Napoleon is a bastard."

The Clock has not had an offer today, so it accepts whatever is put before it.

As always, it slows and stops.

As always, it hums and arcs out.

Unlike always, this one comes from a much lower place on the Clock because of the height difference.

Snowball is struck between the eyes with a flash of light (and just a tiny hint of a whiff of bacon-smell), and the ability to speak is pulled unceremoniously from the pig.

The Clock rolls back... some. And then begins to tick once more.

Snowball staggers backwards, shaking his head. He then looks at the clock.

Is that all? I hope it's enough.

He walks slowly away to sit by the fire by himself.

[OOC: are more then one sacrifice allowed per day?]

[ooc: Nope, sorry. You're welcome to make an offering, but only the one per day that we arranged ahead of time will be accepted.]

[OOC: okay thank you.]

Amanda finds the clock and walks up to it, "Hello." not sure how this work, "I offer you my immortality" and she stands waiting expectantly.

Offered earlier in the day, and such a thing might have made a difference. But as the Clock is only prepared to accept one such offering per day, it ticks along impassively.

Perhaps if the bar survives another day, the woman could try again. The Clock has no feelings either way.

After a while when nothing happens Amanda looks half relieved and half disappointed when nothing happens before she walks away.

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