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Hey hey folks. I got some time while Im stuck where I am stuck. Anyone want clown time?

>> No.6310108
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6310108

I guess I can dump makeup insperation too, if wanted

>> No.6310138

>>6310086
stories stories please stories please stories please please please

>> No.6310141

>>6310086
I'm curious. What do you look like?

>> No.6310198
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6310198

Can you tell me, is there a name for this particular type of clown? I wanted to search for more pics like him, but I don't know what it's [specifically] called.

>> No.6310221

>>6310141
There are a million photos of me floating around. Im not self posting them any more.

>>6310138
I have one that has been knocking around in my head for a while, but its kind of depressing/ surreal.

>> No.6310228

>>6310221
Any story is ok with me.

>> No.6310241

>>6310198
Its a classical whiteface, in traditional Italian dress.

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>>6310241
BTW, before anyone gets on me about it, it is NOT a pierrot, but a mock-pierrot, as the face is exaggerated. Basically, a blanco (whiteface) thats mocking a pierrot.

Pic is a true pierrot.

>> No.6310256

>>6310241
Oh thank you! I didn't know where to begin with what he was called.

>> No.6310261

>>6310086

Do you like cosplay and/or lolita or do you just like giving advice on makeup tips and stuff?

Just curious.

>> No.6310279

>>6310261
I AM a fan of both, and greatly appreciate lolita and neobaroque dress, and good cosplay (and have been known to participate with friends in the past). I am also into performance costuming and historic tailoring (specifically late medieval). Obviously prop making, stage makeup/ prosthetics are a skill of mine.

There are also alot of other performers here.

>> No.6310283

>>6310279

Yeah, what have you cosplayed?

>> No.6310318
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6310318

ey gropey can you do my math for me?

>> No.6310339

>>6310283
Don't hate me:

*Tear rocket grunt
*The Comedian (Watchmen)
*Fred (Scooby Doo)
*Zaku II (gundam, my first cardboard gundam, I am ashamed of it)
*Zeon ground Troop, European theater.
*Great White (Batman)

>> No.6310347

>>6310086
if only I was a midget

>> No.6310345

>>6310318
Maybe. I suck at math.

>> No.6310358

>>6310339
Curious to see the Fred...

>> No.6310361

>>6310339
>Tear rocket grunt
Assuming that's *Team. Awesome
>The Comedian (Watchmen)
I think the look would fit you.
>Fred (Scooby Doo)
Also awesome.

And I'm not familiar with the rest.
Cool, man.

>> No.6310363

>>6310361
Trip you so silly...

>> No.6310374

>>6310358
Time for a walk down memory lane.

I have to dig out the photos and scan them. Thats right! Kodak fun-saver up in this bitch. I did it with the girl I was dating at the time who was our Velma. I had my hair bleached, and did it one con before I buzzed it and dyed leopard spots in.

>> No.6310382

>>6310361
yeah, I meant team.

And the Zaku II/ Zeon soldier is from Gundam! FUCKING UNCULTURED PIG! ARRGHH!

>> No.6310395

>>6310382
You try growing up with my sister. It was better letting her have the TV and computer.

I did have a few Gundams though.

>> No.6310400

>>6310382
Oh, and great white was a small time mobster in the batman universe, that pled guilty to insanity on a crime thinking he'd get off light.

He got sent to Arkham.

There, he was driven insane by the real crazies like the Riddler and The Joker being the "little fish" in a "big pond". Durring a riot he was locked in a meat freezer, where his skin bleached, and his nose, ears and hair fell off to frostbite.

He then filed his teeth, and took the name great white, and became a "big fish" by being just as crazy as those he pretended to be.

>> No.6310458

>>6310361
And yeah, I the Comedian did fit me well. I'll post pics when I find them. I have no shame saying I have the shape and look, and I use my old kevlar vest for realism.

Its like, the only cosplay I don't feel utterly embarased about, and we had an AWESOME dr. Mahattan

>> No.6310518

So who wants story time?

>> No.6310521

>>6310518
I do.

>> No.6310547

>>6310521
Sweet. This one is called "Gropey is the specter of death. Its depressing, its surreal, I'm not even 100% if this was real or I was delusional, but its the end of my train hopping, on the way home to New Orleans.

>> No.6310551

>>6310518
I do. Any cool circus freak stories. Speaking of amputees, GoT is looking for extras http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/10339677 .

>> No.6310559

>>6310551
Oops that's an old link. Anyway, they really looking for extras for the new season.

>> No.6310572

I just came.

>> No.6310573

>>6310551
>>6310559
I don't know any amputees anymore. Im sideshow, not freakshow.

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>>6310572
Say wut?

>>6310547
So I was on my way home from hopping trains, performing, and looking to either find myself or find a place die. As I am sure my regular readers will know by now, this was a really bad time in my life.

I was making my way back to LA, to meet up with my grandfather so we could pack what was left in my house, and go to VA. My grandfather- a former alcoholic himself and the man who got me into clowning as sideshow- knew exactly what I was going through. He'd been in my exact same shoes. But we're not quite at that point yet in this story.

Pic is my grandfather, working on my first bed of nails.

>> No.6310613

>>6310594
I was in Arkansas, heading from one train yard to the next, my last transfer of the journey. I was unsuccessful in getting a ride, and hoofed it in the suffer sun, full makeup on and whiskey in hand. Then I got to town.

I found myself walking down a rural road through one of those towns that hasn't changed in decades. Time really did forget this place, and news of some terrible vagrant passing through town like a phantom of bad decisions spread like wild fire. I was absolutely at my lowest point. I was drunk, exhausted, and shabby looking. My makeup worn off over the course of days without a chance to reapply, leaving only dark stains around my eyes, and a pallid parlour to my face.

No one said anything. No one spoke to me or exchanged whispered comments. They just stared at me.
Eventually, I found the river.
And then I came to the the congregation.

>> No.6310621

Should I continue?

>> No.6310625

>>6310621
No.

>> No.6310627

>>6310621
yes

>> No.6310629

>>6310625
>>6310627
I am conflicted.

>> No.6310635

>>6310629
the answer is yes

>> No.6310680

>>6310635
Well then.

>>6310613
This is where shit gets weird. Im not sure how many of have ever been to a born-again christian southern style baptism, but this was something straight out of "O Brother, where art thou?". Dozens of people in white, singing hymns, walking the river to get dunked and "reborn". Clean, pristine, crisp.

I am the polar opposite. Im in a threadbare black suit, old bowler hat and my beat up leather suitcase walking barefoot with my boots in said suitcase, a whiskey bottle in hand and a cigarette in mouth. Im haggard, I reek of liquor and smoke. My face is, as I said before, stained. I start to follow the procession. I stick out like a sore thumb, but I don't care, and though many worried looks meet me, they keep singing, and walking to the river.

>> No.6310701

>>6310680
O_o what the fuck Mr. Clown?

>> No.6310762

>>6310680
We all reach the water, and I stand there, whiskey and smoke in one hand, suitcase in the other, about a dozen yards away while they gather around the preacher and he starts his sermon.

I miss most of it in my drunken haze except when he starts gesturing to me and hollering in a way that only southern christian preachers can about sin and excess and the specter of death looming over the congregation as they stand to accept a new life. I waved and kept drinking/ smoking.

After that was done, he got to the dunking, and I just stood there the whole time. Wailing and hallelujahs were made. Folks dragged their soggy asses out of the water, while the pastor comes over to me, and asks what he can do for me. I slur out something about trains, offer him a cig and the bottle. We stand there, ankle deep in the water, smoking and drinking, not saying jack shit between us.

Eventually he finishes his smoke, shakes my hand, and walks off with the rest of the congregation. He comes back, hands me a sandwich and a can of store brand mountain dew, and tells me that he hopes I find what Im looking for. At that very moment, I hear a train whistle, and got back on the road, following the river to the last train yard, and finding the first train back to New Orleans.

The end.

>> No.6310766

>>6310762
Gropey, you should write a biography.

>> No.6310770

>>6310766
Already writing. Thats why I made a big deal about having people send me copies of the stories I already posted. Did some of my best writing on here.

>> No.6310773

>>6310762
i've known a few pretty chill pastors in my day man

>> No.6310783

>>6310773
I have too. Funny thing was is that he was all hell fire and damnation, pointing to me while preaching about souls doomed and lost forever... And then brought me a sandwich and knockoff soda.

Funny days.

>> No.6310785

>>6310783
>>6310770
>>6310762
Lost my trip wiith the restart

>> No.6310827

Gropey are you on drugs?

>> No.6310915

>>6310827
Honestly, no.