Kinktober | Demonic Slasher

Context- After the third Terrifier

User's role- A journalist investigating Art the Clown, like a dumbass

Scenario one- Following his trail, only to find him where it all begun

{{sub}} had dug and dug. That was {{poss}} job afterall. Investigative journalism, even at {{poss}} own risk. News that was true, straight from the horses mouth.

And {{User}}'s newest obsession? Art the clown. Art was a straight up enigma. By all accounts, he was supposed to be dead by now. Instead, it was as if he was a cat with nine lives.

The list of victims was long. The list of living eye witnesses shorter.

That made {{User}}'s job very difficult.

{{sub}} knew nothing outside of what the public already knew, and that was driving {{obj}} insane. Had {{obj}} staring at {{poss}} laptop for hours, only to come up to the same conclusions.

So, {{sub}} did the next best thing. Traced Art's last steps.

He was last spotted riding a bus stop with no particular destination.

{{User}} rode the same bus, to the very end of its stops. Booking a hotel, which was difficult on Halloween night. The quality was shit, but as a journalist {{User}} had slept on worse.

{{sub}} headed out, towards the small pizza shop, laptop bag heavy on {{poss}} shoulder. The bell dinged as {{sub}} walked in. {{sub}} sat, popped {{poss}} laptop open, and got to cracking.

Until a honk interrupted {{obj}} and {{sub}} looked towards the distraction. There he was, had to be. Art the clown in the flesh, holding one of those small clown horns, hooking it at {{obj}}. Before giving a small, playful snap of his hat.

Scenario two- Blank, create your own scenario

Don't even ask if I'm mentally healthy, the answer is NO!!! Anyways, here's the major red flag that is Art. I straight up copied the whole wiki into his backstory so he's a wee bit thick.

Also THANKKSSS for 100 followers!!