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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2011 20:07:41 GMT -4
"Oh like what was I doing. Hee hee. Oh is it time for to get on stage." Looks at my clothes. "Oh this isn't right at all."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 1, 2011 21:04:48 GMT -4
George turned to her. "Thanks Officer." he said with a snide tone "but I'm not looking to stay, I'm looking to get out."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Sept 2, 2011 4:21:33 GMT -4
I start to undress me so I could be ready for the bath... It's strange that I'm being treated as a baby clown, not a momma... "All right, dear, I'm ready."
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Post by darknight on Sept 3, 2011 10:03:46 GMT -4
"Right. We better get back to the dressing room." ***** The police clown simply poked George in the nose. HONK! "Even if you could go back, you're a clown for the rest of your life. And the more you fight it, the sillier you will end up being. Besides, why spend the night on the street? You're an auguste, not a hobo." ***** You follow the clowngirl and she helps you take off your clothes, then you step into the tub.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Sept 3, 2011 12:30:06 GMT -4
I feel the water on me...
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2011 23:49:38 GMT -4
I look at the clothes. "Oh which one should i wear. Perhaps something big and silly. That can fly up to show my underwear."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 5, 2011 1:02:58 GMT -4
George felt light headed, but shook it off. "Look lady, don't do that." he said
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Post by darknight on Sept 5, 2011 21:29:59 GMT -4
The clowngirl begins scrubbing your white flabby female body with a sponge. ***** "Don't do what?" she asks.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 5, 2011 22:35:51 GMT -4
"Touch my nose. I'm having enough issues as it is!" George huffed.
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Sept 7, 2011 16:54:46 GMT -4
"Oh dear! Thanks"
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Post by darknight on Sept 10, 2011 11:28:14 GMT -4
"My, I've never met such a grumpy auguste," says the policeclown. "But, let's actually be serious for a moment, at least as serious as two clowns can be. It's almost night, and only hobos are allowed to sleep on the street. It's the law." ***** "Glad you like it," says the clowngirl as wipes soap and a sponge all over your body. ***** "Okay," your friend says, holding up two outfits. "Which one you want?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 10, 2011 17:27:11 GMT -4
"What are you, deaf?" George said. "I am finding my way back to normal and out of this place. Not a place to sleep."
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Post by Little Star T. Clown on Sept 10, 2011 18:11:08 GMT -4
"Oh dear this is perfect! A Momma clown needs this."
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Post by darknight on Sept 13, 2011 19:58:59 GMT -4
"Well, I don't think your gonna go back- No one ever did. Still-," the clowngirl cop wrote something down on a piece of paper that she handed to George. On it was the name and address of Chuckles' joke shop. ***** "Yep, she sure does."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Sept 14, 2011 12:25:30 GMT -4
'Thanks. I guess." he said, still feeling odd after her pinch of his nose. George knew he had to get the hell out before something bad happened.
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