Hobo_Clown was enjoying the last few hours of the night as he sat outside his circus tent. He smokes from his cigar as he looks around and cracks a sadistic smile. He throws the now used cig to the ground and stomps it out. He goes around to see who is still up and runs into Iron Lung. Iron Lung is a husky middle aged male from Scotland. Hobo_Clown smiles as he waves and comes over. 

Iron Lung greets Hobo_Clown with a hearty laugh and offers him a swig of whiskey from his flask. Clown eagerly accepts the offer, taking a deep swig of the potent liquid.

As they sit there, Clown begins to regale Iron Lung with tales of his past exploits as a clown in various circuses around the world. His sadistic tendencies always seemed to get the better of him, leading him down a dark and twisted path. Suddenly, they hear a commotion coming from the main tent. Hobo_Clown and Iron Lung quickly make their way over to investigate, curious to see what's going on.

As they approach the tent, they see a group of performers gathered around a figure lying on the ground. Hobo_Clown pushes his way through the crowd and sees that it's the ringmaster, his body twisted and contorted in an unnatural way. Hobo_Clown's sadistic grin widens as he realizes what has happened and he continues to laugh. Iron Lung looks over at him “You weren’t involved were you?” Clown stops laughing shaking his head no before wiping his face and walking out. He goes to the nearby stage dragging a wooden stool and begins to play on his instrument.

“Gather around, gather around for the tale of the Clown with no home that become part of a circus.” The rest of the circus circles around as Clown continues. “It all started when he was a young troubled boy, born to a pissed off drunk immigrant father and a mother who tried hard to protect him. But she didn’t think to leave him. The screams of their fights constantly lined the walls of the circus tent as he tried to get some semblance of sleep.” Clown jumps onto the wooden stool and balances himself as he continues the story.

“Clown had enough and tried to escape the life of a clown but was pulled back and beaten badly like many times before. One punch, after another, as he tried to curdle himself to absorb some sort of damage from the blows. The next day he put on his clown makeup and went out to help his parents perform. The crowd loved him, the crowd actually loved him. Clown had a purpose. So even when during the night Clown smothered his dad with a pillow and sliced his mother’s throat he was still accepted. The circus always stood by him and he was brought in by the Ringmaster. For the next decade, he was the Ringmaster’s assistant and the best clown around. Sure he killed from time to time, but that was a rarity now.” Clown steps down from the stool and takes out a revolver.

“So someone better come forward and tell me who did it before I start killing every single one of you.” 

Muscle Man speaks up “All I know is that I heard something during the night and went to check on it. Then I saw the Bearded Lady speaking with the Ringmaster and they seemed to be in some sort of lover’s quarrel. She stormed off and I went back to sleep.” 

The bearded lady speaks up “It wasn’t me! Sure I was pissed off, but I am no murderer! I loved him!” 

Clown says “I heard you were seeing someone behind his back for weeks, maybe he caught on and you killed him for it?” The bearded lady gulps down hard saying “Yes… it is true. But that was because of a different reason. It wasn’t me!”

Clown has heard enough and is about to fire as he hears Iron Lung speak out. “It was me. I was told by the bearded lady that she was seeing him and not me. In a jealous rage I” before he can even finish his sentence a BANG was heard as Iron Lung fell to the ground. Clown came closer firing two more rounds BANG BANG into his chest. Then two more rounds BANG BANG into the Bearded Lady who falls to the ground. Clown quickly walks over dragging her by her beard to the “Test Your Strength” attraction and places her head on it.

Clown says “I always wanted to try this thing. Let’s see if I can hit the high score bitch.” Clown swings the hammer in the air as lightning strikes nearby and rain begins to fall. As the hammer falls fast the Bearded Lady’s head pops like a balloon as blood shoots across the circus and all over Clown himself. Clown laughs as he throws the hammer to the ground and begins to piss on her corpse. Clown looks up realizing that his swing caused him to win the game! Clown dances around happily for a moment before sighing and then laughing saying "WHAT A SHOW. If only there was a better audience. What a shame really."

Clown sadly did not get away, as the circus turned him in and he was charged with two accounts of second degree murders. Clown pleads guilty and he was going to be hanged for his crimes. Thankfully for him, a prison break occurred and he escaped into the night… but who knows what happened to him next.