Jock Hocks a Flock of Boxed Stock

[flamejock]

Who: Jock, Jock's Socks, Jock's Jorts, Jock's Clocks, Jock's Crocks, Jock's Frocks, and Jock's Locks. And you.
What: Jock has found many things through the use of his very good nose. He shares them with you.
Where: Just outside the main entrance to Le Maison de Smash.
When: Noon to Four pm, Monday through Friday afternoon of this week (yes, this one; March 21-25)
Warnings: Jorts. Too many rhymes.

Jock had spent a large portion of the last month in being very helpful. Extremely helpful. He had gone to great lengths to uncover vast treasures of supplies for everyone. Aside from the occasional hunting foray -- really, he had the benefit of pre-cooking dinner, such a good helper was he -- he also used his exceptional smelling agent to track down boxes of supplies hidden about the mansion. And, having found them, and stockpiled them for several weeks, has decided that it is time to give them away to any who may need them.

Jock has, for any interested parties, boxes of: Socks (in men's and women's fashions), Jorts (all sizes, all cuts), Clocks (mostly character themed), Crocks (stoneware, not the shoes or swimmable lizards), Frocks (assorted, suitable for women of any age), and Locks (pad- and combination- both).

He has a sign up that reads: "FREE STUFF JUST TALK WITH ME TO GET SOME FREE STUFF -- IF YOU HAVE BALLS TO TRADE IN YOU CAN GET EXTRA FREE STUFF."

He's wearing a pair of the jorts, so you know that he believes deeply in his free stuff.

Comments

[rivalappeared]

Well. That certainly was Jock.

In some jorts.

Green's gaze drifted to the contents of the boxes that he could see without rifling through them. Were those... dresses? No, they were frocks

"Uh. What's up... ?"

[cool_skeleton_95]

Nevermind the excited screaming. Well, maybe? It's getting closer....and finally in your face as Papyrus races up.

"I'VE NEVER LAID EYES ON SUCH A PRECIOUS PILE OF PRECURED PUZZLE LOCKS BEFORE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!!!"

[yournewcaptain]

Marine had seen the sign offering free stuff. Crikey, FREE STUFF? She wanted the stuff! And she had rubbish mechanical experiments sitting around! Win/win, she thought!

With a knapsack over her shoulder, she approached the ... um... dog-man? She wasn't sure...

"G'day, ya bloke. I 'eard you got free stuff yer 'anding out!"

[will_be_god]

Cyrus looked over the box of clocks. "...These are set to all different times," he observed, "and none of them correct." After tossing through them, he picked them up one by one and wound them to show the closest estimable time. "We must show greater respect for our surroundings."