Oh Mr. Clown, Oh Mr. Clown

[maskormods]

WHO: YOU.
WHERE: Heropa Greenland Park.
WHEN: Sunday August 17th, from 11AM to 10PM.
WHAT: ImPorts participate in the local carnival, hosting their own attractions, helping with the booths and rides, and/or come looking to have a good time. Details here.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be edited.

Even in the daytime, Heropa Greenland Park appears almost dour in appearance and atmosphere. Employees of the park open the creaky gates at a few minutes before 11:00AM to allow imPorts and soldiers who have been ordered as security inside. Preparations have already started, with thick and colorful streamers lining hanging from one rusty looking lamppost another along the park's pathway. The booths look a little worse for wear and the while an effort had been made the night before, the park grounds are still coated in soda spills, popcorn, leftover hot dog bits, and other sticky and grimy messes. Sometimes the lights in the event booths flicker or burst entirely.

Needless to say, this place looks like it can use a makeover. While it fares well among its locals and those from Cape Canaveral, it has not been a place of interest among others in the state for quite some time. Right now? It looks more creepy than wholesome family entertainment.

But that's what imPorts are here for, aren't they? To liven up the place!

At the heart of the park is where employees have made enough room as possible for imPorts to set up their own attractions, booths, and whatnot. There will be small platforms for some imPorts and bigger ones may need to be shared among each other, scheduling their time slots for their own performances. There will be tables should anyone need it for performances that don't require a grand stage.

By noon there the line-up park employees had been expecting turns out even better than they had hoped. There are twice as many locals who've shown up, eager to see imPorts in action up close. By 12:30PM the park is bustling with people of all ages and all appear to be having quite the time, despite the occasional issue with the rides such as the merry-go-round (oops, it slows down more than it should), the carousel (it stops at least once every two hours), and the haunted house's lights go down at some point, though this seems to have worked in its favor.

Kids are screaming in delight everywhere, there are teens trying to do risky things on faster moving rides, and everyone is passing through the center at some point to come and check out what imPorts are going to do next.

Put on your best face and give them a show they'll remember, heroes!

Comments

[redhairring]

[ Getting the hell away from people? Clementine, you have precisely the right idea. Finally escaping the leopard-demanding wants of the public, Freddie stomps to the outskirts. She looks tired and annoyed...which is ruined by the fact that she's holding a cotton candy.

As she spots Clementine sitting on the bench, Freddie can't help but smile. ] You've got the right idea, kid.

[ohmydarlinme]

[ It's noisy and crowded out there! Those are factors she does not like. Watching Freddie stomping away from the crowd like a cranky person with cotton candy, she looked up at her curiously. ]

You don't like the carnival?

[redhairring]

I'm fine with it, [ Freddie remarked, with a little shrug. ] But I just needed some time away from everybody else for a few minutes.

[ or two hours. differences, differences. ]

[ohmydarlinme]

It is really noisy. Does it make your head hurt too?

[redhairring]

Not as much as some. It's the crowdedness that's getting me. [ Freddie winced. ] It's way too cramped in there.

[ohmydarlinme]

[ Clementine nodded absently. ]

Yeah, I know what you mean. I don't like it either. [ It made her uneasy. ]

I guess they're all having a lot of fun though.

[redhairring]

I got stuck hosting a booth for a bit, and people certainly look like they're having fun. Still, there's something to be said about alone time.

[ohmydarlinme]

[ She nodded in agreement, glancing out towards the carnival grounds again, thoughtfully. ]

Is it always like that?

[ Colorful, loud.. Noisy. She rubbed her head briefly. ]

[redhairring]

Carnivals? Oh yeah. The big ones are even worse.

[ohmydarlinme]

Worse? How so?

[ Frankly she couldn't imagine anything being bigger than THIS. Wait, was this carnival actually considered small by comparison? ]

[redhairring]

Picture this but with ten times as many rides and ten times as many people.

[ohmydarlinme]

[ Clem pauses to glance around the fairgrounds. Now .. it's pretty crowded and cramped as it is, but ten times as many people? That just makes her think of zombie hordes. Good god it'd be a -massacre- if someone got bit. ]

They're that popular?

[ Oh sweet candybears. ]

I've never been to one before -- I.. don't think I'd like the big ones.

[ She can barely tolerate -this- one with this crowd that set her on edge. ]

[redhairring]

It takes a certain kind of person to like the big ones. A lot of kids your age tend to do, but not so much as they get older.