Kirby Clown Novels & Stories

However, just when the game was about to end, my eyes caught a glimpse of something that made me stop. I noticed that Clark had a peculiar tattoo on his arm I believed was similar to what we found in Hunter Grey. Based on my quick observation, the tattoo was an intricate design of a demented clown, with elongated limbs and a twisted grin on its face. The colors used were vibrant yet grotesque, with shades of mustard yellow, deep red, and silky green. The clown's eyes were black and soulless as if they were staring right into your deepest fears. But the weirdness of the tattoo did not stop there. Around the clown's body were tiny, almost indiscernible symbols and lines that seemed to move and

She only waved her hand, reluctant to shake his hand. Amy observed Clark from head to toe. Clark's curly hair was reddish-brown. He wore small, round-shaped glasses that looked smaller than his large, round face. His skin was pinkish-white and sweaty. He was chubby and tall, and his posture was almost always slouched, as if Clark was too aware of his size. "What extracurricular activities do you do?" Amy asked. "I'm on the Lab Rat team," Clark said excitedly. "We're going to compete in a science competition next month."

"Bloom made it here?" The female Kryst huffed loudly which made Barbie look at her with distaste. She has a dark long silky hair, cascaded in careful curls. Her face was powdered and full of make up. She looked like a clown in the market of Galenus that Barbie used to love watching. A pretty much nicely dressed female clown. When she talked, it was sassy and girly that Barbie would want to vomit outside. "That Bloom was such a bitch. She never even have friends. How can she survive in the next game?" She mocked while staring at herself in the mirror. Zabdiel secretly gagged at the smell of her perfume.