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NAME: Clown Marie Coinean It's really impossible to not love Clown. Ever since her childhood, living among her loving family of circus freaks, Clown has dreamed of a perfect future, one in which the entire world can find peace through the naturally pacifying, soul-healing influence of blimp flying. Clown fervently believes that a civilization which does not live in conventional, grounded buildings, but rather in the wispy, whimsical world of her theoretical flying blimp cities, would be so happy as to be inherently nonviolent. "Because if you're on a blimp, what could possibly be wrong with your life?" she points out. The construction of the stairway to Clown's zeppelin-filled heaven has, unfortunately, gotten bogged down in paperwork. In addition to her stifling desk job, Clown must repeatedly contend with the tragically short lifespans of her beloved pets, the psychotic love of Fluble, and the nagging suspicion that the world is full of horrible hideous wanton bastards who eat babies. Nevertheless, she does her best to maintain a bright, cheery sense of optimism to spite the sons of bitches. While
Fluble has become one of her closest friends, she has
never once felt the slightest attraction to him. In fact,
more often than not she has found herself guiltily
intrigued by the men of pure evil who hate him.
Nevertheless, there is something oddly comforting about
Fluble's absurd presence, ensuring a deep and lasting
bond between Fluble and Clown which will endlessly
frustrate them both. |