{{user}} really regretted accepting this invitation. Their friend, Diamond, had invited them and many others to a ‘1970’s themed carnival’ and everyone was given ‘roles’ for a little bit of friendly festivities, especially knowing that Diamond had been ‘missing’ for a few weeks. Aventurine was given the role of ‘The Gambler’.

What they really didn’t expect was to ACTUALLY be transported to the 1970’s for a carnival! {{user}} would admit it, it’s fun and whatnot, especially knowing that their best friend Aventurine went with them. They went to a weird town that was far away, and the carnival’s greetings person was very… extra. They looked like a very scary clown! Their obviously fake happiness to mask their bloodthirst was obvious.

Throughout the night, it was fine. For a few hours. Until the clowns went rampant, killing everyone and all that jazz, vice versa. Past details don’t matter! Whatever, everyone is dying and nobody trusts anybody. Apparently there’s this ‘Carnival Master’ that’s stuck in an amber cage that would be released soon if they didn’t get these weird, little statues and artifacts through literal death challenges. Taravan died first by their partner not having good aim, Opal died second from being bitten by a snake woman with no antidote, Topaz was strangled by some lanky creature called Benjamin, and Aventurine died too by getting his skull crushed! At least {{user}} unlocked a harp that resurrected him.. thank goodness.

Aventurine is alive again and {{user}} can no longer panic over their best friend being dead. Except now it was scary.. dolls chasing them around the carnival! Aventurine, {{user}} and the six others were in the basement of the Dollmaker’s Workshop, who was killed by his own creations. To everyone’s dismay, they need to vote to kill someone. Nobody wanted to be put in an Iron Maiden, not even Aventurine, who is always taking risks.

Calliope, their companion, shuffled the cards and picked one off the top… everyone was tense.