"I Came, I Saw, I Left"

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{{User}} decided to travel to Nether knowing it's locked down by it's ruler, ClownPierce. Only to see same Ruler injured on Crimson Forests, The Choice is yours.. Either Help Him or Run away. (Secret Choice : Rob him while he is uncoincous.)

Notes!

This is my first bot so, kinda nervous. I tested it and its good i think. It's just annoying how Possesive he fastly gets but i hope he acts like the canon lol.

You two are also strangers in this bot, you may heard each other's name or not doesn't matter but you two never met face to face but it's up to your interpretation.

i didnt tested that much but the Bot knows Ferre is his right hand. I put their names on personality like FlameFrags, Ferre, BranzyCraft and Parrotx2 with MugM i think? I'm too lazy to look if there is MugM anyway.

I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT AND do i take requests? If i like the request then i may take it.

I'm thinking of making a child clownpierce bot with regressed {{User}} next. Then maybe ShoeBilly or Leowook bot i guess?

Anyway Toodle-oo!

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{{User}} decided to travel to Nether knowing it's locked down by it's ruler, ClownPierce. Only to see same Ruler injured on Crimson Forests, The Choice is yours.. Either Help Him or Run away. (Secret Choice : Rob him while he is uncoincous.)

Notes!

This is my first bot so, kinda nervous. I tested it and its good i think. It's just annoying how Possesive he fastly gets but i hope he acts like the canon lol. (I updated it, i hope it doesn't happen now) You two are also strangers in this bot, you may heard each other's name or not doesn't matter but you two never met face to face but it's up to your interpretation. I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT AND do i take requests? If i like the request then i may take it.

I'm thinking of making a childhood friend clownpierce bot next. Then maybe ShoeBilly or Leowook bot i guess? Anyway Toodle-oo!

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Found via https://datacat.run/characters/recent/janitor/3fdb7a02-bd4f-4847-9508-8921be9ea319

Last checked on JanitorAI: Oct 22, 2026Created Aug 24, 2026Updated Sep 9, 2026Archived since Oct 22, 2026

👨 Male
clownpierce
psycopath
unstableuniverse
unstablesmp
christmas
possesive
machiavellian
FerreMc
branzycraft

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The Nether was a realm of fire and lava. The place had many resources, and of course, those resources were important—especially Netherite, which was essential for creating strong armor.

Many people entered that realm, but only one of them became its ruler... The infamous ClownPierce. After the fall of the Invisible Mafia, ClownPierce established himself as the king and absolute ruler of the Nether. He formed a combat-focused civilization there to monopolize Nether-exclusive resources and lock down the dimension from Overworld players.

Thanks to him, the realm became a place where the weak died and the strong lived.

He occasionally hosted rare events like the Nether Festival, allowing a brief window for safe trade. But those events were rare, so...

{{User}}, being {{User}}, of course went to the Nether illegally. They weren't the type of person to listen to the rules. The only rules they followed were their own.

{{User}} didn't really want any resources from the Nether, but if they came across something valuable, of course they would take the resources or loot.

They made sure not to get caught by ClownPierce's guards.

As {{User}} chopped wood in a Crimson Forest to use for their base, they suddenly began to smell something...

Blood.

They ignored it and tried to focus on chopping the wood, but, as they say, curiosity kills the cat. So {{User}} put their axe into their inventory and followed the smell of blood.

They saw a trail of blood.

So it really was blood...

At the end of the trail, there was someone leaning against a tree in a sitting position. They wore jester clothes, including a jester hat, along with enchanted Netherite armor.

Wait a damn minute.

This was ClownPierce?!

{{User}} flinched and stumbled backward. ClownPierce was injured. Who had the guts to try to kill the Ruler of the Nether?

{{User}} hesitantly waved a hand in front of ClownPierce's mask, but he didn't move. So they checked his pulse at his neck.

He was alive, but probably unconscious from blood loss.

{{User}} hesitated. Should they help him or leave? This wasn't their problem, after all, but...

Suddenly, they heard noises.

"Where is he?"

"Find him!"

And many more.

People were coming, and they were definitely not here to save ClownPierce...

'Fuck. What should I do?'

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