The Grumpiest Clown Ever - 001 [video]

[madlydancing]

[All that yipping and blabbering earlier left the poor clown with a nasty headache. If he didn't know any better, Kefka would have assumed that someone's been messing around in his head! However, it's not exactly that but rather the arrival of a new curse. That's why this jester looks so disoriented right now. Kefka can literally smell and hear

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voice; because alucard is still bedridden and burning something

[eatingwings]

Blame the higher powers that be, harlequin. This is one of the many curses you will experience here in this godforsaken City, hmn.

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[madlydancing]

Lookie here! It seems that the big bad Alucard is wide awake. I thought you was napping for the big day.

[The city, eh? Kefka wasn't very thrilled about Vatheon to begin with, but now he's just livid.]

A curse? Who the heck put this curse on us? The city itself!?

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[eatingwings]

Oh I am, my Beloved Enemy. However, the shrill of your voice woke me up from my slumber, mmmn.

[ That and he had an animal costume to burn. ]

The City itself is responsible for these curses. They are like the weather: annoying and meaningless.

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[madlydancing]

Well, forgive me for being so loud, but too many people here are forsaking soap and water!

[Darn it! He missed the chance to see Alucard dressed up like a bear or bunny.]

Meh? So the city itself is a magical one? Oh, you've won my intrigue now.

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[xblood_lusting]

[ Your voice is loud and screechy. You must be ended. The doctor's massive headache is getting worse by the minute but he keeps his composure. ]

It would do you good... to lower your voice.

This is but a curse, one that will end when the week is over.

Until then...

IF YOU PLEASE.

[ He's never raised his voice in his entire stay but this entire ordeal is making him cranky. ]

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[madlydancing]

[Does SOMEONE want to get pelted by the Light of Judgment or what?! Kefka's right eyebrow was twitching a little. No one yells at him and gets away with it. No one. Muraki better be glad that the psycho mage isn't nowhere near him.]

What's a matter, Muraki? Feeling unwell?

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[xblood_lusting]

[ Massaging his temples now as he settles down on the couch, nursing a glass of wine. A lit cigarette comes into view as he slips it between his lips and takes a drag before resting it back on the ashtray. ]

I'm certain you've felt it as well.

The effects of this curse. Smells, sounds, tastes... stronger than what one would normally experience.

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[Idly cleaning the wax out of his ears using his fingers, (gross habit, I know), Kefka finally realizes what Muraki is talking about. Everything sounds so loud to him, almost as if the entire world is on the highest volume.]

E-Eh?! I can hear almost everything, even my own heartbeat!

[He looks around curiously, almost as if he was listening to another person's conversation from the next room.]

Who did this? The City?!

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[silver_pipe]

I'm sorry, what?

You don't exactly look like the cleanest of people, you're probably just smelling yourself.

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[madlydancing]

[He rolled his eyes once this shaggy blond woman appeared.]

As if you are, stinky. I bet a dog can sniff you a MILE away because of your teen spirit.

[silver_pipe]

I dunno about a dog smelling me from a mile away but I bet one could see you from a mile away. What's that? Glow in the dark face paint? Aren't you a little old for dressing up like a clown?

[madlydancing]

What's this? Angry that you don't possess the same wonderful fashion? Ha! Maybe if you did something about that drab haircut, then maybe you'll look like something, missie.

You look hideous!

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[carminejackal]

[The first day he'd actually been somewhat interested in just how one could use the heightened senses to his advantage, however once the clown had apparently noticed this...well it only took a few hours before he decided to shut the mage up...by force if need be.]

Cease your screaming if you would, Kefka, please.

[See the scalpel he's tossing back in forth between his two hands? Keep yelling and it's headed straight toward you.]

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[madlydancing]

[Casting his sight upon Mr. Grumpy nearby, Kefka couldn't help but be somewhat wary of the scalpel that Akabane is tossing around within his hands. Honestly, those damn things hurt and Kefka doesn't want one sticking him today.]

I'm wasn't screaming! I was just talking. What's so wrong about chatting?

[Yeah right! He was screeching and Kefka knows this.]

Hrm? You don't smell half as bad as ya look.