The Horror Clowns and the Fear Fair
Event Leads: Orion Pax
Frequency: Seasonal, October - December
Schedule: TBA
Type: Themed-Team
The Horror Clowns are a demented bunch of clowns, jesters, mimes, and ring leaders. Their star attraction, The Fear Fair, is a collection of the most heinous, cruel, and grotesque of monsters and freaks culled from the depths of the Rogue Isles. Details on this mysterious group are sketchy...but rumor has it the clowns seek to resurrect their fallen elder, a shrouded figure known only as Grimvile.
Upon first glance, the clowns were merely a whimsical nuisance to the Rogue Isles. Unfortunate passersby who might wander near the clowns would be greeted by a devilish grin as each clown brandished a baseball bat or other brunt instrument and shrieked "Non-clown...GET THEM!" as they gave chase to the hapless victim. Most encounters of this type end in death, but the few who survive undergo a jarring metamorphosis, and ultimately join this mysterious circus of hell.
Indeed, it was one of these random chance "clownings" that helped foster the current leader of the Horror Clowns, a hulking brute known only as Whacko. Shortly after Whacko claimed his role as their Jester of Death, the clowns began to fade away. The Rogue Isles Police force presumed their freaky circus of crime to be yet another casualty of the violence perpetrated among the many gangs vying for control of Mercy Island and it's outlying regions.
Then another Circus Act came to town: The Carnival of Shadows. The authorities presumed that the clowns were merely a rogue faction of Carnival, testing the waters to expand their three-ring circus of crime. And sadly, the clowns were forgotten...
In a remote corner of Mercy Island, a small squadron of undercover Long Bow hunting Sapphus of the Snakes emerges from a deep Snake Pit and finds themselves directly underneath the empty Big Top of a Carnival of Shadows encampment. The Long Bow cautiously exit the tent...unaware of the gruesome sight that await them. The Carnies bodies are battered and bruised...many are ravaged from tooth-marks, claw-marks, and burns. The victims heads were coated in ghoulish make-up that resemble the angry faces of clowns. Finger painted in bright green makeup, an ominous warning was found on the entrance of the Big-Top.
Your fun is done...our time has come...Grimvile will return!
Frequency: Seasonal, October - December
Schedule: TBA
Type: Themed-Team
The Horror Clowns are a demented bunch of clowns, jesters, mimes, and ring leaders. Their star attraction, The Fear Fair, is a collection of the most heinous, cruel, and grotesque of monsters and freaks culled from the depths of the Rogue Isles. Details on this mysterious group are sketchy...but rumor has it the clowns seek to resurrect their fallen elder, a shrouded figure known only as Grimvile.
Upon first glance, the clowns were merely a whimsical nuisance to the Rogue Isles. Unfortunate passersby who might wander near the clowns would be greeted by a devilish grin as each clown brandished a baseball bat or other brunt instrument and shrieked "Non-clown...GET THEM!" as they gave chase to the hapless victim. Most encounters of this type end in death, but the few who survive undergo a jarring metamorphosis, and ultimately join this mysterious circus of hell.
Indeed, it was one of these random chance "clownings" that helped foster the current leader of the Horror Clowns, a hulking brute known only as Whacko. Shortly after Whacko claimed his role as their Jester of Death, the clowns began to fade away. The Rogue Isles Police force presumed their freaky circus of crime to be yet another casualty of the violence perpetrated among the many gangs vying for control of Mercy Island and it's outlying regions.
Then another Circus Act came to town: The Carnival of Shadows. The authorities presumed that the clowns were merely a rogue faction of Carnival, testing the waters to expand their three-ring circus of crime. And sadly, the clowns were forgotten...
In a remote corner of Mercy Island, a small squadron of undercover Long Bow hunting Sapphus of the Snakes emerges from a deep Snake Pit and finds themselves directly underneath the empty Big Top of a Carnival of Shadows encampment. The Long Bow cautiously exit the tent...unaware of the gruesome sight that await them. The Carnies bodies are battered and bruised...many are ravaged from tooth-marks, claw-marks, and burns. The victims heads were coated in ghoulish make-up that resemble the angry faces of clowns. Finger painted in bright green makeup, an ominous warning was found on the entrance of the Big-Top.
Your fun is done...our time has come...Grimvile will return!