It's done
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqv4nPlZa38
This mockumentary is based on clown sightings. It also relates clowns to social groups like furries or mlp fans. There are four main characters [three males (i'm playing one of them) and one female] and two side characters (both male).
Dialog changes are negotiable.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqv4nPlZa38
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HerZ2cw5rIs
should be done within the week or the next...
Currently editing the video. Looking for some basic sound fx for certain segments.
...for the production of this machinima. Thank you guys again for your submissions. I should be done in a week or two.
I am currently filming the scenes and interview and possibly eq'ing the voice files that I have now, while I wait for voice files for the other characters.
Hates clowns. He sees assaulting Bozo as an accomplishment.
Clowns ruined my life. There a reason why I have nightmares to this very day.
You know, if I had the chance to turn back time and right all my wrongs, you know, do things differently, I would have killed him.
I feel that a group like this important to the clown community, especially now
That’s what this group is about. We help others with their drug addiction, with their depression, not all of them but enough of them. If that’s not progress, I don’t know what is.
No specific emotion. Just a young woman telling her story.
My parents kicked me out the house when I was seventeen. Well, my dad did. My mom just stood there crying.
Whenever I’m in public, people avoid me. If I go to a bar or club, either people leave or they move to the opposite side of the room.
It was 2014. It was Halloween and Casual Friday at the Life Invader office, so I thought coming in to work with clown makeup wouldn’t be a problem, but I was wrong.
He's depressed that he is able to continue being a clown. Edit: His voice does not need that much exaggeration.
The worst thing to happen to me that day wasn’t going blind; it was inability to do what I loved doing, to do what gave my life meaning.
When I heard fading footsteps, I thought it was over. I thought I’ll just lay here till somebody sees me lying down and actually call for help.
But, then the footsteps were louder again. Next thing I know, I have bleach all over my face.