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Location: Carnival
Interactions: | [b][color=olive]Derek O'Leary[/color][/b] [@alexfangtalon] | [b][color=deepskyblue]Jacob McKinnon[/color][/b] [@smarty0114] |
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[center][b][color=deepskyblue]"How's it going Clydey? Glad you could take time away from all that boxing and animal skinning to come visit the carnival, freak."[/color][/b][/center]

	Oh, how his words stung. Clyde wanted nothing more than to disappear from the world entirely, but friends of McKinnon surrounded him on all sides. It reminded him when he went to the zoo as a child. A little monkey trapped in a cage surrounded by unfamiliar faces. They threw peanuts at the monkey when it refused to acknowledge their existence, and it sat alone in its enclosure. Could the monkey understand what they were trying to say to it? It was a foreigner in a land where its language was not understood. And that's how Clyde felt. He was a prisoner in this caged circus, impossible to escape from, forever performing for those he could never understand. And their words were thrown at him without mercy for their entertainment. [i]Is this what I am to you? Am I but a slave to your torment? Am I to beg for your mercy? Pantheon of Gods, I stand as man, a little plaything for powers superior to I.[/i]

	"I... I don't skin animals," mumbled Clyde. Even then he could not look Jacob in his eyes. He hated how he could not defend himself. Abbie has so much energy within her, so much personal courage, and when she defended him there was fire. That's what Clyde wanted to be. He wanted to be strong for himself. But could a man, with only a pick in hand, break down a mountain by himself? [i]With all your useless muscles and all your useless strength. Hide away, you meek child, like a hermit to the world. Peasant among kings and queens, your presence is not wanted nor will it ever be needed[/i].

[center][color=olive][b]"So, step back ya rich little muppet."[/b][/color][/center]

	Did he hear that right? Clyde had retreated in his mind for a brief moment, but when he returned to see if the storm had passed, Derek O'Leary let out this whirlwind of verbal punches to Jacob and his friends. Clyde stood wide-eyed with his jaw dropped. The wind caught his face and he could finally see the valley beyond the mountains, for a giant had picked him up and raised him from the muck.