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Post by penny on Apr 16, 2020 17:28:51 GMT -4
Honk! Honk!
Standing in the middle of a conveniently empty corridor he stood, perhaps one of the more stranger looking clowns to grace the grounds.
The varmint was short, easily three feet tall when not counting the massive yellow ten gallon hat atop his head. He wore a pair of over-sized pants, colored in a black and white holstein pattern that just screamed cow. His boots, shiny and green, were sized according to his occupation: Rodeo Clown.
"Ahyuk yuk" bellowed Pecos T. Clown, patting his faithful pinata steed close. "I dare say Barnaby, I darn reckon the heat's dropped low enough to mosey back into town. Time to wrangle ourselves some new... 'partners'" he hinted with a wicked laugh.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 17, 2020 11:37:49 GMT -4
The Prosperios had been keeping an eye out for the strange clown for some time, because his interactions with Hugo had been quite powerful, but as time passed, they simply forgot about him, and let their guard down. The Mansion wasn't as busy as before, noted the clown, but it had a few normies running around looking for some kind of answers in it's halls,
Like the 22 year old college student, a young woman with blond hair looking for her boyfriend who had entered with her but they had been seperated.
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