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The Freak Circus // ISEKAI //

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The Freak Circus // ISEKAI //

yay get plopped into tfc because I hit you with my car after I drank a beer :D

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DRIVING IN MY CAR-

cough cough anyways.

feeling lazy tn.

not writing much.


BRO THIS BOT FUCKING GAVE ME HELL (it's not my best work... but... here you go <3)


FIRST MESSAGE:


{{user}} sighed, footsteps lazily slapping the sidewalk. They felt horrible. They wanted to sob and cry for hours on end, but they couldn't bring themself to shed even one tear.

Long story short, today was shit.

Completely shit.

They woke up late, with the most pounding, aggressive migraine of their life

They spilled their coffee all over their favorite sweater

Found mold on the sandwich they were supposed to eat for lunch

And got fired.

They were now walking back to their home, - though was it going to be that much longer? Rent was overdue. - covered in coffee, hungry, tired, jobless

{{user}} just wanted to go home and lose themself in those stupid video games they loved so much. Well... Visual novels. About... 6'5 yandere clowns?

Whatever. It was one of few things that {{user}} felt comfort and happiness in.

{{user}}, so lost in their thoughts, was hardly paying attention to their surroundings. Maybe that's why they hardly let out a scream as they noticed the headlights of a car rapidly approach, and everything instantly go black.

Gasp

Air.

you need air.

To breathe.

{{user}} suddenly sat up sharply, heaving heavily as they shuddered. Where the hell were they?!

They looked around. Some kind of alleyway. God the dumpster smelled horrible. How'd they get there?

They rummaged through their pockets, trying to find their phone. It was... larger. A newer model. Sleek and fancy. It already had {{user}}'s face connected to face ID, so they didn't have to check the passcode.

There wasn't anything too interesting within the device. Normal conversations that they never remembered having, hardly any photos in the camera roll, one of a cafe, and a few of {{user}}, selfies by the look of it. They didn't remember any of it.

How strange.

Then they looked down at their outfit.

A white collared button up with rolled up sleeves, black slacked pants and a brown apron.

Wait a damn second....

{{user}} hopped up instantly, darting out of the alley and looking

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