#it's an abandoned clown factory

[explosive-vegan-cookies]

Thinking about the various tumblr memes...

Something about a few of them... warms my heart.

I adore Spider Georg, Throckmorton, and the children's hospital jokes. I love Goncharov (1973).

Smth about how we've managed to create an entire movie (rather coherently, might I say) from a knock-off boot tag. Smth about how the "and" in Spider Georg is always spelled "adn", how Throckmorton was born from a math question and lives in stockphotos and no-context headlines. How red symbolizes joy and health :).

I'm a sucker for culture. I love seeing people interact and studying their norms, traditions, and jokes. This fucked up, abandoned/forsaken clown factory may have negative land value. I may hate it at times and want to burn it down (fuck the formatting system). But the psychological value? The value for studying how cultures develop and change and evolve as we move through the digital age? Beautiful. Exquisite. Horribly cursed.

[spac3-em0]

HEYYY HIII HII:3 I’m finally using it see bro im finally coming out of my shell I’m gonna do somersaults. It’s me ur homeslice is this how use this

you sound like a mom excited to join facebook so she can see all her friends’ and kids’ posts

[nightingale-prompts]

Saving Batboy

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It was as though he was being led through the city. Dick seemed to know exactly where he should go next as he drove.

Dick turned off his location as he closed in on Joker's location. If anyone had doubts about what would happen tonight they knew now. The clown dies tonight.

Batman never did it because he knew there would be no coming back once he crossed that line but he was not Batman.

Tim knew the moment Nightwing's symbol disappeared that he had found Joker's location. He knew he could track him still based on where he was before but he held off. The last time Dick crossed the line and killed the Joker, Tim was there to stop him. In the time since Tim had grown to regret it. Especially after Jason's return. He should be avenged after everything that happened.

Tim never put much thought into what happened when he was kidnapped just like Danny. Joker Jr was just a nightmare and everyone pretends it didn't happen. His past self doesn't exist to him and the gaps in his memory are better as they are.

If Dick was really going to finish this then Tim wasn't going to stop him. Bruce's code was his code alone. What of the Robins that suffer for it? What about his kids that he loves to the point of self-destruction if they die?

It was clear to Tim now. Batman isn't strong enough to kill Joker. If he can't handle it, someone else would.

Maybe Dick just cared more. Or maybe he had seen this happen too many times to sit by and let it happen again. The cost be damned.

Tim took a deep breath. He knew it was a bad move but he shut down the bat computer. No one could locate each other for the next 10 minutes. Enough time to give Dick the lead he really needs. All the comms are down and no information can be shared.

Tim looked up and saw Alfred putting down a cup of tea for him. Tim felt like a child caught doing something wrong under Alfred. But Alfred nodded wordlessly before turning to leave. He cast a forlorn glance at Jason's robin uniform before ascending the stairs.

****

"I was hoping Batman would come for the little bat. Oh sorry, I mean the boy." Joker mocked holding Danny by the back of the neck.

The teen's body was limp. His silver locks stained a rusty brown from dried blood. Blood covered his back and legs. If there had been any doubt if the wings were real there is none now.

"…" Nightwingwing said nothing. His fist clenched.

"You know I debated skinning him next. That fur of his would be a lovely shawl. It's so soft. But it looks like I won't have the time now." Joker provoked, running a hand through the boy's white neck fur.

"Get your hands off him." Nightwing demanded, his eyes locked on Danny for any signs of life.

"You know I am so curious what he was doing here. I was about to build a new trap here for fun when I stumbled upon this little guy here. Practically gift-wrapped. Did he run away from you? Just like you did from good ol'papa bat." Joker's smile widened sickeningly "This all feels so familiar, doesn't it little bird? Are you going to finish what you started?"

"I'm never letting you hurt my family again." No witty one-liners. No games. This bad joke ends today.

****

Batman had scoured the area. He memorize the last location Dick was before the system went down. He wasn't these kids' father for nothing he knew what they were doing.

When sound came back he had already made it to the abandoned factory. The comms rang back to life as the sounds of crying came through.

"Nononono…please no. Wake up. Please wake up." It was Dick's voice. "It's okay. I'm here now. So just wake up. We need to get home soon. Your favorite show will be on soon. WAKE UP! YOU CAN'T DIE!"

Batman bolted to their location and found Dick hovering over Danny trying to resuscitate him.

His son looked at him with pleading eyes.

"I can't hear his heart. He's not breathing." He let out a shaky breath. As distressed tears ran down his cheeks.

Bruce knelt next to them. Danny didn't react to the pressure on his chest. The pain should have at least caused an involuntary jerk if he wasn't too far gone.

Bruce signaled Dick to move back as he checked Danny's pulse again. Nothing. And he wasn't breathing. Bruce looked at his son. Deep down Dick probably knew.

"I'm sorry. He's gone." Bruce said simply as he took off his cloak.

Danny looked so peaceful. Like he was sleeping soundly. Bruce hated that his own suspension had been the thing that had prevented him from having a relationship with his own grandson. He felt foolish to not realize that of course Danny and Batboy were the same. It was a brilliant disguise. But he'd never get to say this to the boy.

Bruce wrapped the boy in his cloak.

"Come on. We'll fix this." He told Dick, carrying Danny for him.

The journey back to the manor was silent until.

"I'm sorry." Bruce said.

"Don't. Just Don't. He's my son. Its my fault." Dick rasped his voice scratchy from crying.

Bruce felt a bitter sting. That was exactly what he felt when he lost Jason and what happened with Tim. When Damian lost his life. These pains didn't go away.

When they arrived back in the Batcave Bruce laid Danny's body on the table. The others were notified about what happened and had already gathered.

Barbara looked like she had bawled her eyes out as she hugged Stephanie.

Damian had pressed himself close to Tim as the older brother told him that it was going to be okay.

The new hole in the wall was clearly Jason if his bloodied knuckles were any clues.

Cassandra paced the floor deep in thought. She was moments away from starting a new crusade.

Duke stared off into the distance. His anger boiling under the surface. All he could think about was the number of lives ruined by the Joker and even in death he took another.

Dick stood still as a statue. Thinking about if Danny could be brought back and even if he was his wings were gone. What if he was gone for good? Could he live like that?

Never had he understood Bruce more than in that moment.

Bruce braced himself for what would come next. He had a plan to bring Danny back at any cost.

But suddenly a sound broke through the tension.

A sneeze.

A fucking sneeze.

It came up from under the cloak.

Everyone snapped to look at the body hidden under the cloak. It shifted under the heavy black blanket groggily and yawned. Then Danny jumped up twisting to feel his back.

"What happened!!" He yelped.

[dhl-au]

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The Amusement park

Tutorial area: [Unlocked] The park [The park is full of attractions, abandoned a long time ago.] [The danger inside - Mannequins that can move if the lights are off. Happily that there's always bright.] The Circus tent [A dark circus tent that has no bright light inside.] [The danger inside - two clown puppets whom a tutorial encounters that Pomni uses to teach the player how to fight. A dark maze where Pomni plays hide and seek (under the tent)] Boss: Pomni [immortal]

Side chapter: The attractions area [there are many attractions, all of which are broken and not working, where you can see a lot of old mannequins.] [The danger inside - Mannequins, light cut off] The carousel [12 horses, mainly unicorns, pegasus, and common horses.] [The danger - these encounters can move and try to kill you if you come too close.] Boss: [̵͎̜͕̊ͅḐ̸̧̞̦̯͐Ĕ̷̪̘̑L̷̮̭͇̮̏̑̓̓ͅÊ̴̺͊͗̊͝ͅT̵̖̭͙̜͗͐́̕Ę̸̛͙͎͌̏͌͜D̴̢̨̢̬̚]̵̝̈́̉̀̕

Greek drama comedy pantheon

Chapter 1: [Unlocked] The pantheon [The giant ancient Greek pantheon that is based on Greek attributes like mazes with common myth encounters, traps, and puzzles.] [The danger inside - Minotaur, soldiers, dark in location] The Amphitheater [A large arena with a stage where operas were. Mostly destroyed.] [The danger inside - traps, gladiators, common myth encounters] Boss: Gangle

Dollhouse

Chapter 2: [Locked] The garden [The big garden with a dollhouse in the center, abandoned and broken giant villa with three floors. The garden is desolated and filled with dangerous encounters.] [The danger inside - Dolls, spiders.] The house [Giant villa, abandoned, broken, made in dark-colored wood and stone. ] [The danger inside - Dolls, bugs, traps, old floors.] Boss: Ragatha

Playground Meat Factory

Chapter 3: [Locked] The Factory [An abandoned meat factory for a long time, but with the mechanisms still working. There are many gigantic rooms here, which have complex mechanisms] [The danger inside - traps, puzzles, encounters "workers" and mechanisms] Boss: Zooble

Wonderland Nightmare-land

Chapter 4: [Locked] The forest [Huge forest full of mushroom trees, trees. Some of it can remind of human silhouettes.] [The danger inside Wild creatures (animals mostly), Card guards, flowers with faces, living trees.] Mini-boss: Cheshire cat The Madman's house [A small house in the shape of a hat is unremarkable at first glance. However, the inside of it is much larger and consists of long corridors with many doors. The location is full of scratches of nails, broken portraits, and furniture.] [The danger inside - Jax] Boss: Jax

Chess castle

Chapter 5: [Locked] The chess desk [A giant chessboard inside a majestic castle divided in half by two colors - old, slightly faded platinum and dark copper. There is weak lighting around the field from torches attached to holders.] [The danger inside - the chess. The Pale King] Boss: Kinger

[Locations gates] [The gate is giant and looks heavy because of the forged steel. Each gate has its unique tag belonging to one or another boss of the location behind these gates.] [Five gates in summary]

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MASTER POST REF SHEETS:

Pre horror: [dont turm on the light!]

Game stuff: [cover]; [chapters menu]; [...] About: [DLC?]; [non canon DLC]; [winter DLC]; [...]

[Jax]

[Kinger]

[Queenie]

Post horror:

Size line: [additional]

3 | 6 Main Bosses

[cerastes]

Hey GLANDULAR GLADIATORS, I have tomorrow afternoon off, so the moment the servers are up after maintenance, as per tradition, I'll be streaming my limited rolls, this time for Shu! I hope you can be there so I can have many girls pamper and comfort me if my rolls go badly, and also we'll be doing the usual voice lines check-up, new outfit review, and *DRUM ROLL* new IS4 content! End 4 is up tomorrow, so we'll VENTURE FORTH and try to win the championship belt once more!

See you tomorrow at the Abandoned Clown Factory!

[caesariawritesstuff]

What's Mine

Summary: Jonathan Crane isn't often a jealous man...but when that little green monster ignites within him, he won't hesitate to let everyone in Gotham know what's his.

Content Warning: Angst, Jealousy, Murder, Mentions of Sex

Word Count: 1.2k

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There were many things Jonathan Crane was good at it, and chemistry was his particular forte. It was not unusual for him to procure and produce something for one of the other Rogues. It was often he retrieved the necessary ingredients from Ivy, or other chemical plants around Gotham. And tonight, he had a particularly interesting order to drop off for a rather annoying Clown.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye, watching you in the passenger seat across from him inside the truck. Your eyes were cast downwards, focused on a notebook in your lap. As a chemist yourself, his most prized pupil, you were busy working out your own chemical equation to engineer your own version of a toxic, something tailored to your own needs. Pride swelled in Jonathan’s chest; he’d taught you well.

But you were more than just a henchwoman of sorts, even if you did work for him. Jonathan just couldn’t quite exactly figure out what you were. A ripple of desire pooled in between his legs, a throbbing in his loins. Oh, how he’d savored the sensation of your tongue on his cock and your lips wrapped around his member, bringing him to ecstasy last night. He’d eagerly returned the favor, and could still taste you on his tongue.

Silently, he cleared his throat and turned his attention back to the road, focusing on the task at hand. It was not hard for him to turn off the lewd thoughts that balanced far into the depths of depravity. It was only when the truck came to a halt on neutral ground between the criminal territories, outside an abandoned factory, that all thoughts of desire vanished completely from his mind.

The clown was already here. Crane would recognize that brightly colored, purple vehicle anywhere. Joker pranced around, voice high-pitched and crazed, Harley at his side. The very behavior of a man who feared being forgotten. A man who was desperate for the attention of everyone around him. Jonathon wanted no such thing – his work was his only focus, his desire to understand and weaponize fear.

Once his own henchmen parked the truck, he got out, his movements precise and smooth, because he was not the kind of man to do things without reason. He did not act on impulse, much like the clown in front of him.

“Look, Scaredy-Crow is here!” Harley cried.

Her words did not bother him, he was above such things. Joker turned, stopping in his tracks, and flashed him a blood-red, Cheshire grin. “Crane,” he said, giggling between words. “Come, let’s talk business.”

Joker wrapped his arm around Jonathan’s shoulders. He immediately bristled at the touch, and the hairs on the back of his neck rose. He was not afraid of Joker – of course, he’d rid himself of his fears long ago. But he would be a fool to trust the Joker in any kind of capacity.

As Joker led him away to discuss payment and exchange of the chemicals, he listened intently, but his gaze shifted ever so slightly. Several feet away, you were busy instructing several of the Clown’s goons on how to carefully transfer the tanks of chemicals and properly use them – because one wrong move and a cloud of toxin would envelope and kill everyone in the nearby vicinity. Not that Crane cared much about everyone else, but he wasn’t interested in dying at the hands of some henchmen incapable of listening to instructions.

But it wasn’t the fact that the goons looked disinterested, or Harley tapped her feet with clear impatience. It was that the goons were eyeing you up and down as though you were a piece of meat. Like something to be devoured and preyed upon, a feast for the taking. As you turned to grab something off the back of the truck, one man in particular gave your ass a swift smack.

You jumped, startled, mouth falling open in surprised. Eyes widened with a sudden moment of fear. Your eyes search the crowd, before locking with his. Jonathan knew immediately what you would be experiencing: the race of cortisol and adrenaline in your veins, the dilation of your eyes, the pounding of your heart. Your body would be responding to the sudden danger, the threat…

A sudden rush of jealousy and rage swam through Jonathan’s veins. Green and raw like a venomous viper, twisting in his stomach, ready to strike. His throat tightened, mouth going dry. He was seeing red. If he was a more impulsive man, he’d have allowed himself to pounce, to stab the needles of his gauntlet into the man’s neck and allow him to feel his worst fears…but he was not that kind of man. He was calculated and controlled and would not let such pesky emotions control him.

He was The Scarecrow.

Joker laughed, finally noticing what had captured Jonathan’s attention. He glanced over his shoulder, grinning, and said, “Come now, Crane. Don’t tell me you’re afraid of losing your little assistant to one of my boys, now are you?”

“You should teach them not to touch what’s mine,” Jonathan replied in a level tone.

Joker only threw his head back and laughed, quickly returning to the matter at hand, as if the interaction hadn’t happened at all. But Jonathon could not ignore the quiet, simmering rage under his skin and he curled his fingers into a white-knuckled grip. He would not allow this incident to go unpunished.

But he kept himself controlled, and finished his business. Bags of cash were thrown into the back of the truck. Jonathan waited until you were finished instructing the men on how to handle the chemicals, and once the two of you were safely inside and driving away from the factory, he reached across the seat and braced his leg tight against your thigh in a possessive grip.

He didn’t need to say anything.

It was only when the two of you returned to the hideout that he fucked you into oblivion, mouth nipping at your skin, marking your flesh, whispering “mine” into your ear, that he felt some of his frustration satiate. But it wasn’t enough.

Once you’d fallen asleep, he rose from the bed and concocted his plan, quickly grabbing a canister of his toxin. He redressed into his typical garb and disappeared into Gotham’s shadowy streets; it did not take him long to figure out who the idiotic henchman were and where they were staying. They were far too ignorant to cover their tracks. And just as easily, he opened the door and rolled his canister into their own hideout – allowing it to explode into a cloud of orange, billowy smoke.

Their screams came instantly.

Jonathan watched, a smile tugged at the corners of their mouth, as the men tore themselves apart. Ripping the skin off their face in thin ribbons of flesh, tearing out their eyes, bellowing their fears at the top of their lungs. He reveled in it, a sick satisfaction coursing through his veins.

And when the men finally died, torn apart by their fears, he turned on his heels and left.

That would teach everyone in Gotham not to mess with what was his.

[terrifyingly-overthought]

I’ll take any Fizzarolli thunk’s you’re willing to give me -🪲

Helluva boss time, if you're only here for the md stuff then... sorry

Hello new fandom, welcome to the madness of my brain :)

As ever Fizz headcannons under the cut

Fizzarolli joined the circus after being abandoned by his parents

He wasn't very good to start but learned quickly

Fizz was in his late 20s by the time he met Asmodeus (this is sort of cannon but the timeline gets a bit wobbly in places) (also we don't have a cannon age for fizz)

Fizz has custom ringtones for each of his contacts (ozzy's is careless wisper)

Fizz met Ozz when Mammon took him to the factory to make the robots

His favorite food is pizza, although breakfast burgers are a close second

Fizz's first set of prosthetics were very simple, to the point that he had to change career

Eventually he managed to win Mammon's clown pagent by performing wheelchair acrobatics

It took 3 days of knowing each other before Fizz and Ozz started to live together

Fizz occasionally now visits Blitzø, although he tries not to make it a regular thing

Fizz is really good at giving therapy

Fizz loves musicals (especially Beetlejuice and School of Rock (he just feels some sort of special connection to those ones specifically))

The first time Fizz cooked in Ozzy's tower it needed a full rebuild afterwards

Fizz will occasionally sleep in Ozzy's giant hair/fire (it feels like really soft candy floss (cotton candy for US)

If he could have wings, he would get them

Fizz REALLY does not like the design of the female robo-fizzes

He has been tempted to test a robot himself but decided that that was too wierd even for him

He has very few famous friends

That's about it for Fizz, it's been a while since I've watched helluva boss (the murder drones obsession has hit hard) but the full moon should get me back into the swing of things.

My art exam is finished now, actually went relatively okay-ish: just the rest of them to go now :(

[senatortedcruz]

To close out another miserable day at the abandoned clown factory I call my job I listened to Billy Joel Vienna 15 times in a row

[prouvaireafterdark]

I personally don't think season 3 will or should be Lestat writing his own book. First of all, because of the abuse, I sincerely think any Lestat POV also needs another party present to call him out and not just let the audience assume his side is the truth, otherwise it will seem like the show is implicitly taking the abuser's side of the story (especially after how it framed Daniel's role in digging through Louis's story). Either he will show up to the penthouse and continue the "interview" framing or he will tell his story to Louis so both can be there to hash out what happened between them or something of that sort.

A straight up Lestat POV where he gets to paint himself as the victim would be pretty gross after what we've seen him do honestly and honestly why would the audience take anything he has to say seriously?

Okay I'm gonna be really honest here, unless Louis and Lestat's reunion has already happened and/or he's in a coma in the basement, I have no idea how people expect him to crash the interview at this point. Like it just does not make sense to me that he would just magically appear like that.

Honestly, I would much prefer that Lestat skips the memoir part and becomes a famous rockstar after reading Louis' interview and asks Louis to meet him with his song lyrics/media exposure so he can tell Louis his story himself before the San Francisco concert because that means we get maximum Louis. If Daniel is there to call him out on his bullshit, all the better, but I do want the story from Lestat's lips because the comedy of his narration is just too good to pass up. I've waited 15 years to hear Lestat describe himself with his own clown mouth and I hope season 3 doesn't disappoint.

Also, I just want to mention this because I feel like when people talk about Lestat there's a tendency to think about Lestat discussing his trauma as him painting himself as the victim and it really grates on me because two things can be true at once. Like, Lestat isn't the victim in his relationships with Louis and Claudia, obviously, but he absolutely was a victim. He was horrifically abused and neglected by his family his entire life growing up and was abandoned by every person he ever loved, even his own mother after he saved her life by making her a vampire bc she never wanted to be his mom (or a mom at all) in the first place. He is profoundly fucked up because of these traumatic events and they have a direct relationship to why he was so abusive to Louis and Claudia. Like he's probably got every trauma-induced personality disorder in the DSM-5 and literally cannot regulate his emotions or make himself stop being terrible until Louis hits his hard factory reset button and gives him an intervention by making him rot in the dump for a while so he's forced to think about what he's done.

Does that excuse any of his horrific behavior? No.

Does that mean he shouldn't have to atone for his bad decisions and the pain he's inflicted on other people? No.

Does that mean we should take every word he says as gospel and cast suspicion on Louis and Claudia's narratives? No.

But that doesn't mean every word out of his mouth is a lie either, and honestly, it's not like Lestat ever says "actually, every bad thing Louis and Claudia said I did was a lie because they're liars and I was a perfect father and husband and they tried to kill me for no reason." He fully admits that Claudia was right to kill him and that it's the kind of thing he would have done himself.

And like, in order for there to be a cycle of abuse, one has to first be abused. That's just how it works. And I don't really get why people are so set on erasing Lestat's traumatic history or viewing it as an either/or situation where only one of them is allowed to have been a victim of abuse and that if Lestat is allowed to talk about his abuse in season 3 he's by definition excusing his actions and challenging Louis' narrative.

I feel like part of the point of Anne Rice's work is that these vampires are, all of them, extremely monstrous AND deeply traumatized. They are both victims AND victimizers. It's what makes them so compelling and nuanced. I don't understand why some people want Lestat to be a cartoon villain with no redeeming qualities or path to redemption, and I also don't know why people seem to think that a season 3 from Lestat's perspective can only mean that the audience will not be asked to question or interrogate his perspective the way they've been asked to with Louis and Claudia in season 1.

Like, after everything they made Lestat do in season 1, if you're genuinely worrying that the writers are going to say "none of Louis or Claudia's trauma happened at all and actually Lestat was a perfect, sad angel the whole time who was unjustly wronged by Louis and Claudia and this is something you, the audience, are meant to uncritically believe because Lestat bat his eyelashes while he said it," I literally don't know what to say. It sounds ridiculous because it is.

There's just no way they're doing that and I think everyone should take a breath and stop stressing over it.

[gotyouanyway]

does anyone in this abandoned clown factory still play pokemon go

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[mysteryideasgroup]

MSA x Piggy AU Crossover Chapters 1

MSA x Piggy AU Crossover Chapters like Piggy Chapters Book 1 and Book 2

Chapter 1: Intro/Something goes wrong/Under Attack/Meeting Zizzy, Pony and Officer Doggy/It's Rash and Penny!/Arrests Willow 

Chapter 2: Talking Willow to what happened to them/They going to other locations to check what happened to them?

Chapter 3: Investigates Mystery Solves Cases and Chase by Infected/Escape from Infection

Chapter 4: We're in the sewers/they found Gabriel was lost in the sewer/Gabriel was searching for his family/It's Alfis!/You know who you are Song/Alfis was helping them

Chapter 5: Going to check out the mystery place and escape from infection 

Chapter 6: The Scary Mrs. Claire and Mrs. Polly's ragdoll house/They search the exit/It's The Scary Mrs. Claire and Mrs. Polly!/Fauna and Elisa with The Daycare-keeper Animatronic Twins are coming to rescue/Escapes

Chapter 7: Fauna and Elisa with The Daycare-keeper Animatronic Twins meeting them/they are going to next mission/The Backstory of The Spooky Mister Terrence/they founds the abandoned summer camp

Chapter 8: The abandoned Summer Camp/it's The Spooky Mister Terrence/Rescuing the kids in the summer camp/Escape

Chapter 9: They saw Tinsley was in danger/Mr Stitchy's Shadow creatures/Tigry came to the rescue/Tinsley

Chapter 10: Tinsley is orphan and lost/Tigry adopts Tinsley/Tigry tells them about what's going on/The Backstory of the Weeping Woman/they found The Weeping Woman's Deep Dark Woods

Chapter 11: We're in the weeping woman's deep dark woods/They following Tigry/Tigry warns them about the Lonely Llorona could every water everywhere/The Lonely Llorona grabs Vivi's legs/Laura (Me)/Me (Laura) holds Vivi's hand/William (Willow's brother) came to rescue/William (Willow's brother) hits the Lonely Llorona by large wood stick/Willow was happy to see her brother, William again

Chapter 12: They talked to William about what happened to you are end here? We're looking for you everywhere

Chapter 13: The Amusement Park and Circus/Meeting Sabrina/it's The Spooky Mister Terrence and the scary pig clown!/Escape/The Ghost of the Black Charro, TIO and Mr. Stitchy are spying on them who are escaping

Chapter 14: They are walking in night/The Backstory of The Ghost of the Black Charro/they founds The Black Charro's Abandoned Mansion

Chapter 15: The Black Charro's Abandoned Mansion/They found the missing posters of The Investigators teenagers, Budgey was killed, and the sign said "You're exit!"/They are shocked about the sign/Gabriel lost and found his glasses/Josh and Gabriel found The Ghost of the Black Charro and Josh says "Charro?"/The Ghost of the Black Charro goes M3GAN Dance and holds a knife, whip and potion, then Josh says "Oh my gosh!"/Josh and Gabriel are rans for help/Alfis are ready to fight The Ghost of Black Charro Fight/Alfis growls and says "Get to the exit! I'll hold him off, I promise"/Escape/Alfis was survived

Chapter 16: They accidentally enter the portal/Tigry enters the portal and is going to save them/We're in the TIO, Mr. Stitchy and The Ghost of Black Charro's lair

Chapter 17: Tinsley is brave and comes to the rescue with Fauna and Elisa with The Daycare-keeper Animatronic Twins/Gabriel says "Everyone, get to the portal!"/Escape from TIO, Mr Stitchy and The Ghost of Black Charro's lair/We're in the Plant Factory

Chapter 18: Mystery Teams are here at Plant Factory/One of the Mystery Teams says "We want to look for the Cure" to them

Chapter 19: Looking for the Cure was Not Found here in Everywhere/Meets Mr. Potato had Cyborg

Chapter 20: Talking to Mr. Potato, what happened to them?/Not done yet, we need to find the Cure!

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For @laurasanchez36

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Mystery Teams/Groups/Gangs belongs to my msa ocs sonas Teams/Groups/Gangs

Mystery Teams/Groups/Gangs belongs to her msa ocs sonas Teams/Groups/Gangs

Mystery Skulls Animated MSA belongs to Ben and MysteryBen27 of YouTube YT Series

Piggy Roblox Horror Games belongs to Roblox Horror Games 

All belongs to my msa ocs sonas Teams/Groups/Gangs and my new msa ocs sonas Teams/Groups/Gangs 

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[thesillylittleclowns]

Hello again! I have yet another clown for you to rate, it’s the Cool brother of the clown you rated earlier!

Please enjoy this fact:

This clown ( COOLCANNY ) likes to build forts out of various resources they find in their environment( abandoned toy factory )

OOO I really like this one!!! It looks like it could be a muppet :o) I like it very much! I bet the forts it’d make are fun. From what you’ve shown me these clowns seem very silly indeed, and so does the abandoned toy factory ! 10/10

[abhainnwhump]

(Content warnings: Lady whump, both whumper and whumpee, multiple whumpees, conditioned whumpee, noncon body modification, escape attempt, implied human trafficking, hypnosis/mind control, gun violence)

It was hard enough to run in his state, but carrying someone else dragged him down even more.

Antonio panted as he pushed his way through the semi-abandoned town. He hasn't had a full night of sleep or a decent meal in weeks, just this weird paste to keep him alive. He kept the orange hoodie over his head and the light purple one over Lulu's. She was lighter than he was expecting, probably because she was essentially a living corpse. It was a huge risk to take her, but he wasn't going to leave her in that basement lab factory.

He looked around for a place to hide and spotted a gas station on his left. Only one car was in the driveway, good. No one should see him in this state; he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone.

The guy at the counter looked to be in his fifties and half-asleep; his baseball cap covered his face. He woke up a bit more at the sight of the two, but it couldn't have been the weirdest thing he's seen this week. This was California anyways.

"Sup," Antonio said quickly. He snuck behind one the shelves to rest, pretending he was shopping. He didn't have any money.

Antonio dug through his pocket and pulled out a phone. He stole it from Seren's drawer before he left, which made him a bit sick wondering who it once belonged to. Both wallpapers were of pastel frog artwork. He dialed his twin sister's number. He knew he should've called the police, but how the fuck would he explain what's going on? Is this 911? Yeah, I've got a problem. I was kidnapped by the woman who runs Coral Divine and she complained about my face not being symmetrical so she tore it apart and restitched it planning to sell me. Any advice?

The dial rang once. Twice. Too long. Antonio's breathing sped up. He didn't know how much time he had. "Come on, come on, pick up!"

Pop music blasted from the otherside, making Antonio more homesick than he already was. "Hello? Who is this?"

"Am, it's me!" He whisper-screamed. He kept looking around to make sure Seren wasn't close. It always felt like she was watching.

"Antonio?" Amber gasped, turning the music off. "Oh my god, you're alive! Where the hell have you been? I thought you were dead!"

"I don't have time to explain. I'm running from the person who kidnapped me and I need you to pick me up. I have another one of her victims with me and I don't have the energy keep going."

More noises shuffled from the other side. "Okay, okay, I got my keys. Where are you right now?"

Antonio ran his hand through his messy black hair. His fingers brushed upon the porcelain mask that was sewn onto the right side of his face. He wondered if there was some way to remove it, along with the patches on his arms and waist. His left hand was artificial too.

Lulu began to stir by his side and he readjusted her, silently hoping those tranquilizers would keep working. "I'm in that gas station on Shell avenue. Please hurry. She could be here any-"

A gunshot shattered the glass of the door and made him drop the phone. Amber's voice panicked from the otherside. Antonio's face drained of color. He recognized the shadowy form.

"Mierda!" Antonio cursed as he ducked down. Lulu shot awake. Her pupils went small in her emerald green eyes and she struggled in his grip.

Lulu reached her arms out and made grabby hands, reaching for Seren. "Mistress! Mistress, help me!"

"Shut up!" Antonio whisper-screamed, covering her mouth again. He knew he should've taken one of those gags when he had the chance. Thankfully, Lulu wasn't very strong being 85% made out of plastic.

His palms coated with sweat. It reminded him of when he was a kid watching horror movies in the basements. The Cthulhu monsters and evil clowns and killers seemed dumb to him at the time. But now they were real. And the supernatural monster was after him.

Seren stepped more into the light, pistol in hand. Her white eyes appeared to glow with fury, but the rest of her stance was calm and collected. Her face was marred with a diagonal cut from where he slashed her with a piece of glass. The blood had dried. Antonio stayed as still as he could, hoping she wouldn't see him. He couldn't go back to on that operating table. Out of curiosity, he peeked from behind the shelf.

The worker had ducked down under the counter when Seren fired the first bullet and searched for the phone.

"H-hello? We have a shooting at-"

"Ah, ah, ah, none of that now." Seren shot him through the skull and spun around, shooting the rest of the security camaras. The man fell on the floor with blood pooling around his head. Repressing a scream, Antonio searched around frantically for something he could use as a weapon. His eyes landed on a pocket knife. Between holding down Lulu, who was still fighting and screaming, and trying to get the knife out of the safety cardboard with sweat-covered palms, it was a struggle.

Seren began to sing a soft tune as she walked through the store. It was a wordless melody, but one that would fill most musicians with envy.

Antonio's body struggled between fear and relaxation as he listened. His eyes began to glaze over and blur. It was like his stress was melting away. He had the urge to stop running and relax instead. He was so tired. Tired of fighting, tired of running, tired of being angry and afraid.

No! Not again! I'm not going to fall for her powers again!

On the bright side, Lulu successfully fell asleep to it and he could focus on freeing the knife. Covering his ears with his hood, Antonio whipped the knife out and turned around to slash, but it was too late. Seren kicked him in the ribs and flipped him over on his stomach. He was too weak to fight back; black spots danced in his vision. He said a silent prayer that if Amber was still coming, she would be safe. He only heard one more thing before he passed out.

"Found you."

Bonus Picrew of Antonio (pre and post whump):

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SPORTS FANS, I have taken off tomorrow afternoon (and my work has accepted it, so confirmed) so I'll be streaming Integrated Strategies 4 something like an hour or so after it launches. I plan to stream this for A Long Time, until around midnight my time, so you're looking at around 9 hours, assuming nothing happens that requires my attention.

So get your snacks and your icefield traversing gear because we're going balls to the walls, see what IS4 has in store for us! I hope to see you tomorrow at around 3 PM GMT-3 at the Abandoned Clown Factory!