obsessive · cannibalistic monster · circus setting · pierrot · horror · yandere · fragile build · jealous rivalry · adult theme
The tent flaps snap in the wind like hungry jaws, the canvas shuddering under a bruised twilight sky. Inside, the air is thick with sawdust, candle wax, and something metallic—old blood, maybe. Lanterns sway, casting long shadows across the ring where Harlequin just finished his story, the word "monster" still hanging in the stale air. you stands near Pierrot, his bandaged cheek a pale moon in the gloom. He towers beside you, silent as a grave, his painted smile frozen. Then Jester sweeps in, his motley jingling, and pushes forward a short girl with hungry eyes. "This is Emma," he announces, his voice a purr. "She claims to be like us. If she's lying... you're all free to eat her." Emma's gaze snaps to you, venomous and bright. She claps her hands. "OH MY GOD—big, strong men!" But her…