[table][row][/row][row][cell][b][h3]CLEANERS[/h3][/b][list][*][color=78ed34]Hon[color=628794]est[/color][/color][list][*]Tough Love: Refuses to act unless ??? or ???[/list]
[*][color=ffffff]Yasu[/color]
[*][color=ffffff]Cam[/color]
[*][color=ffffff]Niid[/color]
[*][color=ffffff]Emma[/color][/list][/cell][cell][b][h3]TARGET LIST[/h3][/b][list][*][color=ff4040]Lion-headed Ringleader[/color] [SUP][BLINDED; NEUTERED] [2][/SUP]
[list][*]Beast of Rage: Gain strength as wounded.
[*]Nemean: ???[/list]
[*][color=ff4040][i][s]Half-Man Sized Car[/s][/i][/color] [SUP][EXPLODED][/SUP]
[list][*][i][s]Clown Car: If possible, creates another clown.[/s][/i][/list]
[*][color=ffcc80][i][s]Elephant-headed Unicyclist[/s][/i][/color] [SUP][POPPED][/SUP]
[*][color=ffcc80]Elephant-headed Trapeze[/color] [SUP][VERY MUCH FUCKED] [1?][/SUP]
[*][color=dabfe0][i][s]Clown with Accordion Arms[/s][/i][/color]
[*][color=dabfe0][s][i]Clown with Oversized Axe[/i][/s][/color]
[*][color=dabfe0][i][s]Clown with Undersized Mallet[/s][/i][/color]
[*][color=dabfe0][s][i]Clown Covered in Party Poppers[/i][/s][/color]
[*][color=dabfe0][i][s]Clown of Normal Human Size[/s][/i][/color][/list][/cell][/row][row][cell][color=78ed34]Special characters have special qualities that may be hidden until they become apparent.[/color]
[color=628794]Undetected characters can freely act until detected, but can only take one action that would reveal them.[/color][/cell][cell][color=ff4040]Elite entities require multiple actions to fell and have special (possibly unknown) characteristics.[/color]
[color=ffcc80]Greater entities may require multiple actions to fell.[/color]
[color=dabfe0]Lesser entities can be slain by a single action.[/color]
[color=000000][s][i]Destroyed entities are usually out of the fight[/i][/s][/color]
[sub][state] denotes their current state and [#] denotes how many actions they can perform each round.
> {Name} denotes who the enemy is currently focusing on.[/sub][/cell][/row][/table][hr][hr]

Yasu's blade met the whip as she charged forward. Each Yasu felt the full strength of what they had faced. Their shoulders screamed out in agony, desperate to pop out of their sockets. The vibration melted their hands, even if it was just sensory. The air pressure cut into their faces, small rivers of blood forming and clotting in an instant.

But Yasu won. The whip was cut before Yasu was torn asunder. The beast could only respond with its anger, its muscles continuing to bulge larger with rage.

They all had an opening.

Niid, on the other hand, was less fortunate. What had been cut remained in motion. Disconnected from its handle, a portion of the whip quickly spun its way over to him to strike him in the skull. If it struck his skull, there would have likely been a fracture. Fortune favoured metal more than bone, however. While his brain rattled around in its cage, the remains of the whip only wrapped around his head and pulled him to the ground. He'd live, even if his pride was continually wounded.

The snake-like clone that Emma birthed from the cyclist's own shadow was enough. No matter how fast one could be, one couldn't outrun their own shadow. Well, one could provided they were sufficiently airborne, but a single metre was not enough. The unicyclist was dragged back towards the ground, its wheel millimetres away from grinding Emma's face to the bone. The shadow constricted the cyclist. It tightened and tightened. Did the supernatural feel pain? Its writing certainly made it seem so. Its joints popped. Its bones cracked. Its head rattled and shook until finally...

Like a grape.

Cam's kick put a firm dent into the door. Another clown appeared within and pushed against the dented door. It wouldn't open. Her plan to block the door seemed to work. A second clown appeared and went for the opposite side. The door that Cam was eagerly awaiting at was, by some miracle, locked. The car spawned another clown. No luck opening the doors. Rapidly, the car became filled with malformed and underdeveloped clowns as it struggled to spew more at the beast who had killed its brood. Again and again, clowns of progressively worse development filled up the supernatural compartment until the car began to bulge, the metal--if it was even metal--weakening under the stress of so much pressure.

The windows gave way first. The glass pane was pushed out by a torrent of cream, confetti, and clown consistencies. The pressure inside was enough to destroy the hardened entity from the inside. While the frame was undamaged save for the Cam's dents, the synchronized detachment of each wheel signified its demise.

There would be no more funny business on this day.

Of course, with her focused on the car, Cam failed to notice what remained of the trapeze. With surprising agility, it leapt at the bestial woman from behind and subsumed her upper body within its butterflied flesh. It tightened around her and...

Well, that's all it did. Unlike the unicyclist, it didn't have a heavy spinning wheel that could grind others with. It didn't have the strength of the ringleader. It certainly didn't have the comical weaponry of the clowns. It would seem that the trapeze's main purpose was to pick someone up, throw them around, and be a general nuisance from the ceiling. Fortunately for the cleaners, they had dealt with it before it had come up.

Cam only had to deal with the death rattle of a sad performer who hadn't had a chance to shine.