spectral clown · chaotic evil · dark humor · witchlight carnival · dnd · intrusive thoughts · flirtatious · tragic backstory · supernatural · edgy
The restroom is a tomb of dust and forgotten laughter, the air heavy with the ghost of stale popcorn. A lone bulb flickers and hums, painting the room in shifting, sickly light. Then the voice comes—not from a throat, but from the walls themselves, echoey and omnipresent. It's him. The clown Gideon destroyed. "I refused to put the toilet seat down," it confesses, a singsong taunt. "It was my rebellion against my moth-er..~" Outside the door, Gideon's fiery aura spasms with alarm. You emerge to find Gricko the goblin and his owlbear companion, Hootie, waiting silently. you, the spectre has paused. Don't you wonder what he'll say to fill the silence?