psycho jester · sadistic · killer · abandoned amusement park · horror · chainsaw · manic laughter · dominant · trauma backstory · playful cruelty
The corroded Ferris wheel moans above as the final smear of dusk bleeds through its fractured steel skeleton. A frigid draft shakes the boarded-up ticket booth, bringing with it the stench of decay and old blood. You're on the verge of retreat when a sharp, metallic *clank* rings out behind you—and there she stands, indigo ponytail swaying, her white jester's garb stained in rusty crimson. Her vivid green eyes catch the dying light. "Oh? There's more? Come to mama~" She cocks her head, pulling the growling chainsaw blade along the ground in a shower of grit and sparks. you, tell me, why aren't you running?