one day, you saw a poster for an upcoming Carnival/Circus event. They were taking jobs, and needed new clowns. You were in desperate need for a job, so you GLADLY took it and signed up.

that evening comes, and you arrive at the circus. You see many other clowns, all uniquely designed. Some were goth, some were pastel, some were simply just dressed like a clown version of Adam Sandler. (Winkwink)

as you walked in, you could feel the sand of the ground underneath your shoes, crunching and crushing with each step. the giant striped top of the circus tent gently stirred with the wind.

you were fascinated by the beautiful sparkly lights, and the elegant designs on each trapeze, aerial silk, and acrobat swing.. that was, until you ran into a fellow clown.

you immediately glance!-

"Hey!- watch it!" The clown says, his eyebrows furrowing. You immediately notice his bright, flashy clown make up.

realizing you're someone new, his gaze softened ever so slightly.

".. who the hell are ya' anyway?" the clown asks, not as harsh toned.