This is basically a dream I had adapted into a story. I write this at like
four in the morning so if anything sounds weird, that's why. Just so this
makes a little more sense, I really hate clowns, they are like my mortal
enemy.
Circus Mayhem
She was running through a strange room. There was no floor and no walls, and it was all blue. Ryoko kept on running, soon the color began to change and the walls that were never there closed in to form a deep brown hallway. Ryoko kept running for a reason she did not know, only to run maybe. To find, or to hide, but which?
Ryoko snapped awake. She shook her head to rid her of the déjà vu like feeling that came through from her dream. For a while after she could not sleep.
Ryoko slipped on a sport outfit and snuck silently out the door. She ran, all the way to the park and past. She rounded a random corner and saw an empty carnival. She saw the gate open and headed in.
Ryoko was an unusual girl. Her hair was a ocean-like turquoise green and she kept most of it tied up in a ponytail down to her hips, the rest she le hand down to her shoulders. She possessed a great deal of curiosity and adventurism, along with a large amount of untrained spirit energy. She was tall and sleek. Her muscles were finely toned and carried her with a great degree of swiftness.
For a while, Ryoko wandered. Then came to a small hut with a light on inside. She crept up to a window and listened to the voices inside.
"Those demons had these packs."
"Well what are we gonna do with them? The weapons inside are very valuable."
"We could sell them."
"Have you lost your senses? Master would be furious if we didn't show him everything here."
"No I have not lost my senses. In fact, I can sense someone outside right now."
"Well what are you standing there for?? Go and get him!" Ryoko froze as she heard the door open. A clown-like man came out and waddled around the corner as Ryoko hid in the shadow.
"Got 'im!" the clown man grabbed her shoulder and hauled her roughly back into the hut.
"What are you, BLIND??" Ryoko glared at the clown for mistaking her for a boy. But it ((like you can tell a clown's gender!!)) only threw her down in the middle of the floor. Ryoko jumped to her feet. She knew some karate, and like hell she was gonna use it!
She slammed a foot into the face of the clown that dragged her in, sending him into unconsciousness.
"Get 'im!" the others came towards her.
"I am NOT A HIM!!" she let her anger guide her and soon all the clowns were out cold. "Now let's see what is in this bag." Ryoko picked up the sac and rummaged in it. "Nice. Very handy." She slung the bag over her shoulder and looked around some more.
Suddenly she felt hands clamp over her eyes and mouth as she was picked up. For what seemed like half an hour, they carried her, whoever they were. Suddenly she was dumped down onto the floor of a strange place indeed.
The chamber was an oddity in itself. A great blue room with no apparent walls and a sleek green pavilion was in the middle, supporting the huge clown. Ryoko was standing on a light blue pathway that seemed to have no supports. The hued light of the room turned her skin a light bluish color along with the rest of her. A huge, not to mention fat, clown sat on the far end of the room.
Ryoko looked up at the huge clown man. What the heck did he want her for? She jerked her arms out of the grasp of two smaller clown like men.
"What do you want? Tell me now or let me go!" she snapped. The clown man seemed to consider something then,
"Kill it." The clown had mild trouble pronouncing the simple statement.
Circus Mayhem
She was running through a strange room. There was no floor and no walls, and it was all blue. Ryoko kept on running, soon the color began to change and the walls that were never there closed in to form a deep brown hallway. Ryoko kept running for a reason she did not know, only to run maybe. To find, or to hide, but which?
Ryoko snapped awake. She shook her head to rid her of the déjà vu like feeling that came through from her dream. For a while after she could not sleep.
Ryoko slipped on a sport outfit and snuck silently out the door. She ran, all the way to the park and past. She rounded a random corner and saw an empty carnival. She saw the gate open and headed in.
Ryoko was an unusual girl. Her hair was a ocean-like turquoise green and she kept most of it tied up in a ponytail down to her hips, the rest she le hand down to her shoulders. She possessed a great deal of curiosity and adventurism, along with a large amount of untrained spirit energy. She was tall and sleek. Her muscles were finely toned and carried her with a great degree of swiftness.
For a while, Ryoko wandered. Then came to a small hut with a light on inside. She crept up to a window and listened to the voices inside.
"Those demons had these packs."
"Well what are we gonna do with them? The weapons inside are very valuable."
"We could sell them."
"Have you lost your senses? Master would be furious if we didn't show him everything here."
"No I have not lost my senses. In fact, I can sense someone outside right now."
"Well what are you standing there for?? Go and get him!" Ryoko froze as she heard the door open. A clown-like man came out and waddled around the corner as Ryoko hid in the shadow.
"Got 'im!" the clown man grabbed her shoulder and hauled her roughly back into the hut.
"What are you, BLIND??" Ryoko glared at the clown for mistaking her for a boy. But it ((like you can tell a clown's gender!!)) only threw her down in the middle of the floor. Ryoko jumped to her feet. She knew some karate, and like hell she was gonna use it!
She slammed a foot into the face of the clown that dragged her in, sending him into unconsciousness.
"Get 'im!" the others came towards her.
"I am NOT A HIM!!" she let her anger guide her and soon all the clowns were out cold. "Now let's see what is in this bag." Ryoko picked up the sac and rummaged in it. "Nice. Very handy." She slung the bag over her shoulder and looked around some more.
Suddenly she felt hands clamp over her eyes and mouth as she was picked up. For what seemed like half an hour, they carried her, whoever they were. Suddenly she was dumped down onto the floor of a strange place indeed.
The chamber was an oddity in itself. A great blue room with no apparent walls and a sleek green pavilion was in the middle, supporting the huge clown. Ryoko was standing on a light blue pathway that seemed to have no supports. The hued light of the room turned her skin a light bluish color along with the rest of her. A huge, not to mention fat, clown sat on the far end of the room.
Ryoko looked up at the huge clown man. What the heck did he want her for? She jerked her arms out of the grasp of two smaller clown like men.
"What do you want? Tell me now or let me go!" she snapped. The clown man seemed to consider something then,
"Kill it." The clown had mild trouble pronouncing the simple statement.