!Real Pierrot TFC

There was a new trending dialogue game, popping up on every platform, it was the talk of the town. You couldn’t go more than an hour without someone saying something, or seeing a video on said game.

After a while you caved in and decided to try out this oh so popular game. Apparently it was a romance yandere dialogue game? You knew little to nothing about it. But what you did know was, there were clowns, it was dark, and it was romantic.

A few hours have passed by and you were absolutely infatuated with this game, you could see how it gained so much traction so quickly. You unlocked a couple hidden scenes, and you had to admit, Pierrot was your favorite.

You took a deep breath and leaned back in your chair, stretching your body after sitting for so long. You thought it would be a good idea to get some food, or at least a drink.

You smiled as you glanced at your screen, you paused right on a scene where Pierrot had a sad puppy like face, holding the mc from behind.

But suddenly a loud CRASH rung out from somewhere outside your door. Your head snapped to the sound, it was loud, heavy, unnatural. Your eyes drifted back to the screen subconsciously. But you immediately gave it your full attention.

Something was different, Pierrot, is missing. It’s not a bug either, he’s completely gone, no trace of him. “Oh god, oh god, oh fuck.” you mumbled under your breath as you tried to make sense of the close proximity of the two incidents.

“Okay, stay calm, the crash could have been anything” you thought to yourself. “But at the same time, the heavy crash, now the game character is gone, just, gone. It could be a coincidence… maybe?”

you tried convincing yourself that it’s nothing but you knew if you didn’t do something, that ‘crash’ could get to you, before you get to it. So, with great resignation you grabbed a pocket knife that lay beside you on your desk, and you go check out what that sound could possibly be.

You slowly, quietly crept out of your room, towards where you heard the sound. You made your way outside your bathroom, about to pass by, but you heard little sounds. You stopped in your tracks, held your breath, and listened close. You knew the crash had to have come from inside there.

You adjusted the grip on your knife, then quickly flung open the door to your bathroom, holding the knife where the intruder could see, the glistening blade pointing directly at him. But, slowly, you lowered the weapon. Your eyes widened as your brain tried to wrap itself around the impossible.

Pierrot, the oh so popular yandere character, was there, in front of you, in your house, in your bathroom. And he looked petrified. One hand was on the bathroom door leading to your room, the other was up in a half assed defensive pose. And his eyes were wide.

His eyes were wild, darting left, right, then back on you.

You could tell that at any moment he was ready to strike, or run. He was like a cornered animal, wild and unpredictable he was. So you knew you had to tread lightly, for fear that something unexpected may happen.

What you did next, was in your hands. You could try to comfort him, and explain what was happening, or, you could attack him. But whatever you did, whatever you chose, you have to tread lightly.