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Clown Game

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

Fat melon · Horror
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269 Chs

Chapter 175 Story Three

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Mr. Tsujido was feeling pretty frustrated because the guy sitting across from him was basically saying with his recent string of actions, "I'm doing this just to annoy you, come at me, haha~." Such shameless behavior was even more suffocating than being insulted directly to his face.

So, without much thought, Mr. Tsujido also chose to purchase the information about this character, and with no attempt to hide it, he displayed an expression that screamed, "You've angered me, and you're going to regret it!"... After all, the system had already revealed each player's chip count before the game started, and he had 40 points more than the other player,

"I can afford anything you can, and I can still afford what you can't!" This was a very clear advantage.

Suddenly...

"I'm sorry... 'Story elements' are unique and can only sell once," said the TV, matter-of-factly.

"What??" Mr. Tsujido felt tricked once again... "Why didn't you say that earlier!"

"Because you didn't ask~"