Wednesday Evil Clown Link!
Test your luck with today's challenge. Without clicking on either link beforehand, choose one at random. Then, use the chosen link as the setting for a drabble or ficlet.
Victor selected:
Option A:
http://s3.amazonaws.com/imgly_production/4331998/large.jpg
A.N.: He chose -- poorly. Seriously, creepy picture at that link! But it made for a funny fic.
“. . .I don’t like it here.”
“Me either,” Marty said, shivering as he looked at the pictures seemingly staring down at them. “I mean – yeah. Who likes clowns this much?”
“Perhaps this man previously worked in a circus?” Doc suggested, although it was obvious he was a little unnerved himself. “We can’t let it get to us. We have a job to do here.”
“I wouldn’t be so – uncomfortable if they were happy, smiling clowns,” Victor said as they edged their way down the hallway. “Why do they all have to look so – upset?”
“Just keep moving, we’re almost at the door. . .”
Said door suddenly opened, making them all freeze in their tracks. Beyond it was an Automaton, vaguely human-shaped, with a porcelain clown’s head. The mouth was frozen in a wide smile, but the way the eyes were painted gave it a distinct air of malevolence. “The master welcomes you,” it droned, lifting a hand as a laugh track started up from nowhere.
“. . .Oh screw this,” Doc said, leading the charge out of the house.
Victor selected:
Option A:
http://s3.amazonaws.com/imgly_production/4331998/large.jpg
A.N.: He chose -- poorly. Seriously, creepy picture at that link! But it made for a funny fic.
“. . .I don’t like it here.”
“Me either,” Marty said, shivering as he looked at the pictures seemingly staring down at them. “I mean – yeah. Who likes clowns this much?”
“Perhaps this man previously worked in a circus?” Doc suggested, although it was obvious he was a little unnerved himself. “We can’t let it get to us. We have a job to do here.”
“I wouldn’t be so – uncomfortable if they were happy, smiling clowns,” Victor said as they edged their way down the hallway. “Why do they all have to look so – upset?”
“Just keep moving, we’re almost at the door. . .”
Said door suddenly opened, making them all freeze in their tracks. Beyond it was an Automaton, vaguely human-shaped, with a porcelain clown’s head. The mouth was frozen in a wide smile, but the way the eyes were painted gave it a distinct air of malevolence. “The master welcomes you,” it droned, lifting a hand as a laugh track started up from nowhere.
“. . .Oh screw this,” Doc said, leading the charge out of the house.