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Dorm Lawn, Wednesday Afternoon
Wednesday, October 30th, 2019 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crack_that_whipSo, there were some homicidal clowns out and about on the island today. Which was infinitely better than being hugged by a goddamn rug, so Trevor was more than willing to get on board the clown fighting train.
He'd found a decent spot to keep an eye out over the area and gotten his whip ready for a decent fight as one loomed on the horizon.
And waited. And waited a little more.
"Christ, you've got to be kidding me," he grumbled as the clown very slowly made it's way toward him.
[So very open!]
He'd found a decent spot to keep an eye out over the area and gotten his whip ready for a decent fight as one loomed on the horizon.
And waited. And waited a little more.
"Christ, you've got to be kidding me," he grumbled as the clown very slowly made it's way toward him.
[So very open!]