Smiles: OOP-

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"And for our last performance, we have smiles the clown and her very dangerous stunts" said the c̶o̶c̶k̶  ring leader I walk out In my very gay and inclusive outfit the crowd already seems scared about what dumb shit Imma do now, I then pulled a daddy and pulled out a chainsaw and sawed myself in half, the crowd legit screamed but then popped out a fucking box only one person clapped with his gay bunny cat thing ass, it was my daddy 😔 damn these bitches really ain't shit, huh?

Ah shit but my dumb ass didn't preform healing technique right so now my lower and upper half are on the floor, shit. I crawl to my lower half and stitch myself back together. Bro then I kid you not I started laughing and snapped my own neck,  I re adjusted my neck and totally fucking set myself on fire. Of course I had to back this up by jumped into the crowd and snatching grandpapi's weird ass sun hat thing and shoving that bitch in my forehead.

"Heyyy, Imma needs me some help on this one" I say, I look into the crowd "ah yes you! you smexy wolf, no hetero tho, sorry" I say pointing at  keda who blushed under his mask "help me" I say, he timidly nods like the baby he his and I pull out a crate and climb inside after handing him a remote with one big red obvious button "push it!" I yell from the crate, he does and the bitch ass crate exploded with me. This cause the circus to be on fire and like 15 of the 150 people there survive, including the staff, including those hoes who won't die and will be back to beat my ass next chapter.

Maxim, Aka Scribbles spokes "wow, first time you killed people other than yourself" they said "bro... that's kinda depressing" I say as my mood does a 180 kick flip "bro... that's kinda gay" Maxim says, I giggle.

"Of course it is..." I mumble "my lil sis would've beat me for saying that" Maxim says "Whatever Mrs.Demon" I say. "Bro, I ain't even old, don't call me that" Maxim complains.

I chuckle, she is so stupid. Then again she is know as Ratty Confusion so- "Hey Maxim, why is your stage name Scribbles?" I ask "ah, well dear clown bestie, it's cause if I write something in this book" she pulls out her death note "then it becomes real, or at least as real as this universal concept I myself wrote is" she says. I go 👁️👄👁️ "really?" I ask. "Yeah, check this out" she says, she writes something and mumbles "Y/n L/N will scream 'zaddy dabi!' At the top of her lungs..." She soon as she finishes writing I do as she mumbled out randomly receiving stares from survivors other than my daddy, keda, and grandpapi and the circus performers.

"Wew, that's so gay" I say "I know" Maxim says "are  you the reason I wear gay ass outfit?" I ask "yes, yes I did, I'm also the reason you'll probably go through some real deep emotions shit" she says "wooowoow" I say.

She chuckles "Smiles, your funny" "I know"

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