1. 03:36 26th Dec 2011

    Notes: 1

    ((author update))

    ((Sorry I’ve been… silent… and non-updatey. I’ve been busy and completely uninspired, so I’m closing the ask box until I can catch up with everything. I somehow really didn’t expect Klogg to get this much attention, hah!

    Well, happy holidays! See you soon!))

     
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  3. 04:30

    Notes: 14

    Reblogged from mydoodlesandstuff

    mydoodlesandstuff:

    askklogg:

    Klogg shares a rare word of wisdom.

     WHY YES, I’M PRETTY FULL OF…

    HEY.

     
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  5. OOC POST: Life got in the way.

    Okay, so… this is the complete opposite of promising an update. Ask Klogg is probably going to have to go on hiatus for a while! My tablet is dying and I have commission work to catch up on before it completely goes kaput. And once it does… well. Maybe I’ll think of something?

     
  6. Your name is KLOGG. As previously mentioned, you used to rule the NEVERHOOD. But now, embarrassingly enough, since having been overthrown, murdered, and ressurrected, you have been stuck in the MAIL ROOM, reading silly, pointless LETTERS which apparate in the MAIL BOX from mysterious sources. You have been down here for quite some time now. Sometimes your brother, KLAYMEN, and your cousin, WILLIE TROMBONE, drop in to pester you and to see if you haven’t tried to jump off of the NEVERHOOD. Such an act would be frivolous, however, as you know that HOBORG would simply bring you back again.

    Today you recieved a letter from someone asking to L1CK Y0U because Y0U SM3LL CH3RRY R3D, whatever that means.

    Suddenly, you realize that by “L1CK” they mean “LICK”.

     
  7. SERIOUSLY, KLAYMEN. I KNOW WHERE YOU SLEEP.

    ((OOC: Sorry for the break! It’s been a rough week.))

     
  8. AND INSTEAD OF HOBORG, I BET HER NAME WOULD BE HOBAG.

     
  9. NOT THAT THEY WERE PARTICULARLY USEFUL TO BEGIN WITH. EXCEPT GETTING THE BEAR. THAT WORKED OUT PRETTY WELL.

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  10. NOT TO MENTION THAT KLAYMEN CHECKS ON ME ALMOST CONSTANTLY, AND SOMETIMES WILLIE PESTERS ME. I’M NOT LEFT ALONE ENOUGH TO BE LONELY.