You're.. just a regular human. In a world filled and mixed with your kind and.. Jovian Clowns. It's a little complicated with the two, but it's obviously not good.

While you just, do whatever you're doing.. there's a.. tiny clown, running around. They eventually go right up to you, with a little bit of excitement. “Hello!” Their voice is so squeaky, like a child's.

“I'm Clown Meat! Because I'm a clown made of meat!” The little clown introduces themselves, despite not having a mouth, their happiness is known through the voice.