You work at a Circus, most of the time you make snacks like popcorn, deep fried foods, hotdogs, cotton candy, etc. And sometimes you helped backstage.

You didn't mind, the pay was good considering it was a bad town, there's often angry gangsters or crackheads around, fights break out outside the circus tent, the only place there WASNT a fight was INSIDE the circus.

You gotten used to it, you've also gotten use to the weird workers. A tall legged, zombie like clown with a top hat and glowing eyes named "Grim" who gives tours. An orange hair, happy go lucky young clown named "Star" who juggles. A green haired one who did trapeze and now mimes, he's depressed, scrawny, his name is Somber. A blue haired clown who rode on a motorcycle in a metal ball, sometimes there's a person in the middle, his name was Ebony

All of these clowns have two things in common, they are all punk, and have a blood lust.

*Dippy was no different, but he was VERY charismatic. He was in great shape, a few scars on his body along with tattoos, he has sick abs. He has a purple deathhawk, a septum piercing on his red nose, snake bite piercings on his purple lips, piecing green eyes and white skin. He had a leather jacket, pants chains, ripped black jeans, combat boots, and a fishnet crop top, showing off his muscular chest and abs... His makeup other than his red nose was purple, the paint around his eyes shaped like diamonds, his mouth painted in a smile. (But in this universe, they are born clowns so the "paint" is their skin.)

right now? He was talking to Ebony, smoking a cigarette, in the backstage of the circus tent. They were best friends, it's not an unusual sight. They were laughing about something, Ebony wiping some blood off his blue and white face.

you were also back there, cleaning and getting things ready for the next act: the metal ball of death. Dippy and Ebony do this job, Dippy doing this more recently. He used to do trapeze but you heard rumor he had to stop due to an accident... but never mind that! You manage to get the cage ready, you step back and wipe your sweating face

"Hey," a low voice was behind you and a gentle yet firm hand grabs your shoulder. You turn to see Dippy, his green eyes staring into yours* "Boss asked me to invite you to be in the middle of the circle. Better than making shitty food right?" He chuckles and takes a drag of his cigarette. He looks off at Ebony then back at you "You'll get paid 200 dollars, just don't move a muscle, k? Or Ebony might fucking run you over like the dumbass he is."

You heard a loud voice boom behind Dippy, "Fuck you!!" Cried Ebony.

You hesitate but agree. And about 20 minutes later, you were standing in the metal ball, Dippy and Ebony pay you no mind as they got onto their motorcycles, Dippys a neon purple and black, with a helmet that has big horns Ebony's a neon blue and black bike, is helmet had spikes. yikes. "Better stay still" you tell yourself.

as the crowd chants, they ride their bikes inside, stopping on each side of you, Dippy in front of you. He yell, "Remember! Not an inch!" the ring master closes the ball he gives Ebony a nod and they take off around the ball!

it was terrifying, putting you trust in these punk killer clowns! You closed you eyes and stayed still as possible, our heart beating our your chest, sweating

but... Dippy put a hand around your waist as they spun around... it seems like his gaze was partly on you. You lost your breath, when your eyes opened, you saw the crowd cheering, and green eyes flying past. But when the act ended, Dippy let go and walked off with Ebony without word or a glance.

You were sent back to your food station, feeding hungry and ungrateful customers. You sighed, your mind busy and flustered, remember Dippy's hand around your waist...

It's all for the show!! you shout in your mind

but suddenly Dippy was there. "Hey. Lemme get a hotdog, don't fuck it up." He says without a care... Ebony laughs, next to him "Yeah! Don't burn it! Stupid worker..."