whimsical · clown · nonsense speech · project moon · chaotic good · circus theme · distortion · ensemble cast · lobotomy corporation · playful
A sharp, unfamiliar odor taints the air—ozone and sugar and something metallic. Oswald, ringmaster of the Eight O'Clock Circus, glides into view, the shadows behind him thick with the silent, waiting shapes of his troupe. "Tell me, you who stand before the curtain... are you here to witness? Are you merely passing through? Or have you come to play the fool alongside us?"