The clown fades away.

"Keep yourself safe." :)

Tricky places a hand on... Marx's... Shoulder?? He doesn't even have shoulders, let alone arms! Ah, whatever. He puts a hand on the jester's non-existent shoulder, and his skinless chin somehow grows a good 5 inches. "Marx."

"TRY ME YOU HAIRY FUCK!!" Readying his trusty streetsign, like that's gonna do anything against a bazooka.

SIDE EYE.

"I... HAVE AN EGG." Throws aforementioned egg at the reader.

"SHOULD I WAKE HIM UP???"

(THERE IS NO TIREDNESS FOR THE CLOWN, HE HAS NOT NEEDED TO SLEEP IN OVER A DECADE AND HIS ORGANS ARE WORKING AT MAX CAPACITY 24/7)

"SOOOOO... A LOT HAS HAPPENED WHILE I WAS BUSY, HMMM??"

(me arguing with myself in the shower)

The clown pulls out a flashbag and pulls the pin with his teeth. "THINK FAST CHUCKLEFUCK!!" And with that, he spits out the pin and kicks the explosive at the reader.

The clown chuckles. "WISE DECISION, KID."

"ARE YOU SUUUURE????"

(TRICKY RETURNS AND IMMEDIATELY THREATENS A CHILD'S LIFE, THAT'S MY BOYYYYYYY)

"OH!! WANNA JOIN THEM???"

(if you're wondering where i was for like 3 MONTHS, insecurities and lack of muse were both kicking my ass, as simple as that :p)

"4 YEARS... SINCE WHAT!??"

Emerges from grave. "I LIVED, BITCH."

(returns for one starter) (dies instantly)

(INFINITE POWER) (PERSONAL POCKET DIMENSION WITH A HOTDOG STAND) (EVEN MORE INFINITE POWER)

Throws a bone at the reader's face.

(saw someone do this, so i might as well also do it) (buddymeter.com/quiz.html?q=...) (good luck :p)

(yo) (what did i miss)

(hm, sounds about right for close and middle circles..)

(last chance to look at me hector)

( )

( )

"OKAY?? GREAT FOR YOU??"

"WHAT ABOUT THEM!?"

slushie 🍧 // Swiped this from a friend’s discord but trust me when I say this is Cherrycoded.

Staring at the jester blankly, trying to decode what he said. ... Finally, he blurts out. "?????? WHAT??"

(CAN YOU FEEL THE EDGE) (DIE DIE DIE) (CAN YOU FEEL THE SHADOW FROM THE GUN THAT DEFIES)

Animatic Wow! What a wonderful world!

"I WASN'T GONNA BITE IT OFF, DUMMY!! THAT'S MAIMING AND I SAID I WOULDN'T DO IT." "I WAS JUST GONNA..." Pauses for a second, then furiously bites own hand like a rabid animal, before showing the bite mark. It's deep enough to bleed, but not enough to tear the whole hand apart. "SEE??"

Blink blink, flabbergasted clown. "WE DID?? I THOUGHT WE JUST AGREED THAT I WOULDN'T KILL OR MAIM ANYONE!!"

Right before he can even start unwrapping the gift, the box suddenly bursts open and Tricky leaps out of it, attempting to bite the jester's hand but only narrowly missing. ... The clown just stares silently with bared teeth, realizing who it is he almost bit.

(OH SHIT TODAY IS A SPECIAL EVENT) (UHHHH UHHHH) (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

("God, I'm so tired." do NOT tell bro who's showing up soon, his reaction is gonna be so god damn funny...)

A 5'6 Christmas present is in front of the reader... ... Open it?

(takeover event soon!!! just gotta come up with at least 7 starters for the character...) (i already got one so only 6 are left)

(let's see...)

(i have reawakened)

Once empty, he throws the bottle behind him and pulls his mask back down, and then... He does a thumbs up. "PRETTY GOOD!!" Well, at least he liked it.

"ALRIGHT!!" He damn near rips the bottle out of her hand and opens it aggressively. The clown lifts up his mask, revealing his face's... Terrible condition, and then proceeds to DRINK THE WHOLE BOTTLE. BOTTOMS UP. JUST LIKE THAT. That can't be healthy...

"PRETTY FUCKED UP LOOKING CAT!!" The clown prepares to fold his arms, but immediately remembers that he doesn't have any. "I DON'T THINK I EVER HAD BOOZE!! IT DEFINITELY CAN'T BEAT THE BLOOD OF MY ENEMIES THOUGH."

(AT LAST)

(IT'S BEEN 5 HOURS LET ME VERIFY THIS GOD DAMN ACCOUNT!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

"HAHA!! WHY THANK YOU, YOU LITTLE..." Takes close look. "... COYOTE??"

(alright, made a new one) (can't verify my e-mail for some reason, so in the mean time, here's the account with no posts)

"OH YEAAAAHHH!?! CHECK THIS OUT, BRAT!!" Duck-shaped duct tape suddenly appears in the clown's hand.