[Wheatley didn't look back, and when he thought he was away, he knew he could make it. Just as he was about to turn the corner and be gone into the night--
CLONK.
He fell over, faceplanting the ground. Yep. He was out cold.]
I tell you that clockwork's a powerful thing; There's a terrible strength in those tightly wound springs. And a gentleman's pocketwatch stays by his heart, And that's where the damage can start.
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Date: 2012-07-28 06:02 pm (UTC)CLONK.
He fell over, faceplanting the ground.
Yep. He was out cold.]