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a-kind-of-merry-war · 7 months
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Anyway all of us today
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crystal-latias · 7 months
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powerfulblob · 7 months
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Just so frustrated that tumblr’s rolling out more unreality-triggering features: as if they didn’t already learn from the Y2K event…
How do they think that. A GIANT FUCKING CLOWN ON THE DASHBOARD THAT, WHEN CLICKED ON, MAKES THE BACKGROUND TURN TO A BUNCH OF WANTED POSTERS WITH EYES LOOKING AT YOU??? AND THEY SAY THINGS LIKE well find you OR SOME SHIT???
Why would they think that this DOESN’T trigger at least five types of—-
Fuck. Sorry if this post made no sense, just bristling right now.
Anyway: stay safe out there… a full list of the potential triggers with the new site update are:
Clowns
Eye contact
Unreality
Paranoia
Delusions
Violence
Let me know if I missed any.
Again, stay safe. And fuck Tumblr’s staff.
Edit: Adding some of the things I’ve reblogged and also suggestions (thanks @nimona-antifa for the suggestions, and @everlastingrandom for pointing that scopophobia’s another potential trigger)
Body horror
Gore
Scopophobia
Horror
Another edit: Thanks to @gwydionmisha for pointing out that the jump scares are harmful for people with:
anxiety
heart conditions
other related conditions
Another edit: FUCKING YEAH IT’S GONE but there’s still a widget at the corner of the screen with the buggy pirates’ logo, which looks like a clown pirate flag. So still be careful if you’re on desktop. Looking forward to when they take down the full thing.
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vonxodd · 10 months
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KILLER KLOWNS FROM OUTER SPACE dir. stephen chiodo
⇢ released may 27, 1988
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jijidraws · 8 months
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✨🎪🤡 Crybaby Circus 🤡🎪✨
My latest collaboration with the wonderful and talented @missupacey!! We debuted it today at Midsummer Scream. We’re are spots 766 & 768 if y’all are around! We’re selling a limited run of tees, holo sticker sets, and silver foil prints! ♡ If you can’t come by to the con, you have a chance to snag them from our shops. :3
» Mine or MissUpacey’s
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missatan · 1 year
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It’s perfect timing that I had a clowncore look book in the makes for months now as a follower gift and now it’s simblreen!! Enjoy <333
CC Links under the cut~
Outfit 1:
hair* / needle halo* / top / leggings / boots / blood
Outfit 2: 
hair* / hat / jumpsuit* / boots / blood
Outfit 3:
hat / dress / tights / boots / choker / blood
Outfit 4:
hair* / one piece + cage / gloves / tights* / boots / ruffles / earrings*
Outfit 5: 
hair* / birthday hat / one piece* / corset (belt 8) / tights / boots / ruffles
Outfit 6: 
hair* / top / skirt / tights / boots / gloves / bracelet / choker
* = tsr warning
@mmfinds @mmoutfitters @simblreenofficial
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packet-of-staples · 7 months
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Everyone say hello to Sneeze (it/its)
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untoldsoup · 5 months
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Drawing Dimentio was such a nightmare I never want to do it again lol.
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sunlightmurdock · 1 month
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Summer 1971 | Jake Seresin
Mirrors on the ceiling, pink champagne on ice. She said: “We are all just prisoners here of our own device.” | Jake. He even says his own name like he likes the sound of it. Like he thinks you’ll like the sound of it. Backwards, his boots fall into line behind each other; you don’t even realise you’re following him until his footprints are the only ones in the mud anymore.
aeterna | bradley
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cryptidclaw · 3 months
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FELLOW CALIFORNIAN ITS INSANE DUDE like??? the fact that tax isn't normally high asf like $1-4 everywhere is crazy to me 😭 (in a good way it shouldn't be that high lmaoo) especially if you work with the public cause then the snowbirds get angry for everything being so expensive like BABY GIRL PLEASE IM IN PAIN TOO
also may we see the clown collection? 👀 I think you've shown it before but <3
NO FR WE ARE ALL SUFFERING 😭😭😭
Everything is expensive here and keeps getting WORSE
Anywayssss
Here's some of my clowns :D
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Not all of them bec there are several others dispersed around my room, but is most of em 🥰
I may or may not have bought all the clowns from my local antique stores and now have depleted the clown supply....
Bonus!
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The vest i painted my sona in clown form on!
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monsieurbbh · 7 months
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TW: CLOWNS
wait i don’t really stay too long on tumblr cause im mostly on twitter BUT-
is the clown that everyone’s been talking on my timeline recently… the clown in one piece? BUGGY??? THIS MF RIGHT HERE?
if it is then im sorry for yall CAUSE HE’S MY BABY GIRL and one of my fav one piece characters.
also the actor playing him actually did a great job like he really embodied how terrifying the character was in the manga/anime only to turn into a comedic relief seconds later.
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itslouistomlinson · 4 months
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jaysweirdart · 2 years
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What if Orsinov did Jon's make up after giving him some moisturizer?
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djdangerlove · 11 months
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vonxodd · 2 years
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2022 horror diary
KILLER KLOWNS FROM OUTER SPACE (1988) dir. stephen chiodo
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digital-corruption · 10 months
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Send in the Clowns
⚠ Trigger warning: Not suitable for people with coulrophobia (fear of clowns)
"Everyone's here?" MC asked as she walked into the small meeting room of the Mystery Investigators, Inc. office in Colville.
In the middle of the room sat a second-hand, oval wooden table with mismatching wooden chairs around it. Jake sat at the far end working at his laptop, ignoring Jessy and Cleo who had been gossiping all the latest happenings in Duskwood. Dan sat at the other end opposite Jake. While he seemed to be in quiet contemplation, the truth was he was still a bit hungover from the night before from one too many drinks at the Aurora.
"Well, everyone that was available," Jessy corrected. "Thomas and Hannah are still on their road trip and Lilly got stuck doing double shifts. She says, 'Hello', and wishes she could join us."
"Ah well, we'll take what we can get," MC shrugged and put a couple of large paper shopping bags down in the middle of the table.
"Hey, you've got me. What more do you need?" Dan boasted. "Honestly you could just send the rest of them home."
"Oh so you know how to bypass biometric locks?" Jake mocked.
"I am sure I can work it out. I graduated from the MacGyver School of Resourcefulness," Dan joked. "Just need some tape and some powder and boom! Instant fingerprint!"
"That might work on locks from the 80s, but this is the 21st century," Jake rolled his eyes. "And what would you do if it had an eye scanner?"
"The ol' knock-out-a-guard-and-hold-his-eye-open-in-front-of-the-scanner trick, duh!" Dan beamed.
"Wait, we're knocking out guards?" Cleo questioned.
"No, we are not!" MC exclaimed. "This is a nonviolent operation!"
"Ugh, fine," Dan leaned back in his seat with disappointment. "I suppose Jake can come then."
Cleo sighed with relief, "Ok, good. You know I don't mind a little B & E, but I have my limits."
"Well if everything goes according to my plan, you won't have to worry about the guards at all," MC began. "Our target is Jorge Santos. You may have seen his name on the signs around the city. He's a real estate agent here and we believe he's been scamming some of his clients, but the only way we can prove that is with access to his home computer."
"Is this legal?" Cleo questioned.
"Cleo, the man is an asshole," Dan pointed out.
"Yes, but if they steal information and give it to the police, it can't be used against him, right?" Cleo asked.
"If our goal was to get him arrested, sure. There are other ways to ruin him though," Jake interrupted.
"Our client knows proving a crime actually happened will be difficult with the way these scams are done. However, leaking the right information will heavily damage his image and his name, especially with high profile clients. The goal is to get the truth out in the open," MC explained.
"Ok, let's do it," Dan nodded. "What’s the plan?"
"Well, getting into Santos' house- mansion really, won't be easy. Due to his connections with the mob, his place is guarded. However, it also turns out Santos has an 8 year-old son who turns 9 on Monday. And Santos is going all out on his birthday party. His son wants a circus and has requested clowns," MC smiled with confidence.
"Wait, you mean…" Cleo trailed off, looking around the room.
"Jake as a clown!?" Dan burst out laughing. "This is the best news I've heard all year!"
"You too, numbskull," Jake glared from his laptop.
"Huh, what?" Dan's face twisted.
"Yes, I've ordered five costumes," MC motioned to the bags on the table.
"I think it will be fun," Jessy grinned.
"I don't know the first thing about being a clown," Cleo grimaced. "I could bake the pies though."
"Ah, just make it up as you go!" Jessy encouraged. "That's the great thing about clowns, right? Do whatever feels fun and silly!"
"I think it involves a lot more than that," Cleo frowned.
"Yeah, like a sense of humour," Dan mocked, earning him three eye rolls and a kick to his shin.
"Anyway, how do you propose to sneak around as clowns?" Cleo inquired. "I can't imagine clown costumes will provide much stealth."
"Not with squeaky shoes," Jessy humoured.
"But you need squeaky shoes if you're trying to appear authentic," Dan pointed out, already completely on board. "And a big, red noggin' for him."
Jake narrowed his eyes, "You’re enjoying this way too much."
"Oh, I'll be taking photos. Never know when I might need some quality blackmail material," Dan joked.
"Just remember I will have equally as much blackmail on you, if not more," Jake glared.
"Why would you have more?" Dan raised his eyebrow confused.
"Well, while you three are performing on stage, Jake and I will be breaking into the target's home office," MC shrugged.
"Excuse me!?" Cleo said abruptly. "While we're what!?"
"It'll be fine," Jessy insisted. "We'll spray water at each other and throw pies. The kids will love it."
"I also rented one of those tiny cars. Make Dan go into it and drive around all scrunched up. The kids will love it," MC assured them.
"I am pretty sure I had a nightmare once about this," Cleo sighed. "Ah screw it. It's just for a little while."
"So you’re in?" MC questioned.
"Yes, I'm in," Cleo waved her hand. "But I'm in charge of baking the pies. If I am going to have a pie smushed in my face, it must at least taste halfway decent!"
MC glanced at Jessy, her secretary. "Oh of course you know I'm in, boss," she giggled.
MC looked over to Dan, "Seeing Jake with a rainbow wig, ugly ass clothes and oversized red shoes is more than enough payment for me."
"You too, Dan," Jake reminded him. "You’re going to be wearing the same damn thing!"
"Yes, but you're going to be dressed as a clown," Dan reiterated. "And that will never get old."
"Ok, it's currently 10 o'clock. The party starts at 4. Let's get to it!" MC declared.
"Ah! I need to buy ingredients! Tell me you have pie pans!" Cleo jumped out of her chair.
"This is a private investigator's office. Why on earth would we have pie pans?" Jake pointed out.
"You at least have an oven?" Cleo frowned.
"A microwave oven?" MC shrugged.
"It’s ok, we can use my apartment," Jessy interrupted. "I have everything there."
"So I guess I'll just sit here and take a nap for the next five and a half hours?" Dan leaned back and stretched out his legs.
"Oh, no, you’re coming with us!" Cleo objected. "We can practise between batches."
MC nodded, "I'll go over the plans again. Jake you… you do Jake things."
Jake smiled, "I'll check all the programs."
"Great, let's reconvene here in four hours for costume changes, hair and makeup," MC announced.
"What? How long does is it take you to paint your faces white?" Dan asked astonished.
"It could take us that long just to get your feet into the big shoes," Jessy joked.
Six hours later, the Mystery Investigators, Inc. van rolled up to the security gate in front of the Santos mansion. Its occupants were in full costume and face paint. Their fake flowers pinned to their chest were full of water, ready to spray. Their pies were fresh and ready to be thrown. Dan sat in the back, practising his juggling every time the van stopped. Jake worked on his laptop doing Jake things. The three girls sat in the front with MC driving. A clown car had been loaded into the back, making the van heavier than usual.
"Company name?" The security guard asked, peering through the driver side window.
"Funky Feet. We're one of the hired acts for the party today," MC responded casually.
The guard checked his clipboard to confirm, "Ok, drive up and park on the left side by the servant's entrance."
"Servant's entrance?" Cleo questioned under her breath. "This guy makes that much money off real estate?"
MC nodded and closed the window as the gate opened, then drove up the driveway cautiously.
"You do when you're selling entire city blocks," Jessy pointed out.
"And work for the mob. Don't forget that mob part! No one makes that much money legally anymore," Dan spoke up.
"Now, now, it's time to get into character," said MC as she parked beside a catering van. "We're happy, jovial clowns, remember?"
"Yeah, happy, remember?" Dan nudged Jake with one of his bowling pins. "No sad clowns here."
Under his white face paint, thick red painted lips, blue stars over his eyes, bright green wig and big red nose, Jake glared at Dan. He reached his hand up and squeaked his nose.
"I can be happy," he said flatly.
"Could you at least say that with a smile?" Dan burst out laughing.
Jake faked a smile, but somehow it was even creepier.
"Stop! Stop! You're making it worse! Sweet Jesus, don't give this man any red balloons!" Dan cried out. "Every child is going to have nightmares tonight, I guarantee it!"
"Would you two stop?" MC frowned. "Come on, unload the little car."
Dan bounced up to his feet with two squeaks of his oversized red shoes as Jessy and Cleo went round the back to open the rear van doors. Jake begrudgingly shoved his laptop away in his backpack before getting up to help push the clown car out of the van. Once the car was out, Jake pulled MC aside.
"I'm not scary, am I?" he pouted.
"Aw, hey, don't listen to him. I mean look at Dan. Who are the kids going to be more frightened of? A little ol' sad clown or McBeefy, the body builder clown?" MC joked.
"His muscles do look ridiculous in those bright yellow clothes and those stupid looking suspenders," Jake conceded.
MC leant up and gave his nose a quick peck, not wanting to ruin her own makeup, "Hey, no sad clowns allowed here today, ok?" She moved around to rejoin the group, fighting the urge to laugh at the sight of Dan climbing into the tiny clown car. "Alright team! It's time for operation 'Send in the Clowns!'"
"No pun intended," Jessy giggled.
MC shook her head in amusement, then turned to lead the way around the side of the house to the backyard. The others followed her on either side with Dan in the clown car, Jessy and Cleo carrying boxes full of neatly stacked pies, and Jake working on his happy clown expression, which only got them startled looks from the other hired staff that they passed. Still, it was a power walk like none other seen before, with their oversized red shoes that squeaked out of sync with each other and their bright coloured wigs.
The event organiser approached MC and asked, "Ok, what act are you with?"
MC looked at her clown costume and at the others before turning back to the organiser, "We're the clowns."
The organiser rolled his eyes, "I can see that, but there are multiple clown groups." He gestured to the stage where another troupe was performing.
"We have competition!?" Dan exclaimed. "Oh it is on!"
"Dan! This is not a circus talent show! It's a kids party!" Cleo hushed him.
"Are you going to be satisfied with being second best?" Dan pointed out.
Cleo was quiet for a moment before responding, "I bet their pies taste like trash."
"Their clothes are too coordinated and don't even clash with their hair," Jessy winced.
"They don't have a clown car," Jake pointed out.
"Ha! Even hac-" Dan caught himself before he slipped. "Harlequin boy is getting into it!"
Jake glared at Dan, knowing full well what Dan nearly yelled for everyone to hear.
"Could you do something about that one?" The organiser gestured to Jake. "He's going to give kids nightmares if he keeps that up."
MC smiled while fighting back laughing, "I assure you once he gets into character, he's all smiles. He's just having a bad day because someone hit his cat this morning."
"Oh! I am sorry to hear that. Well, you can warm up over by the hors d'oeuvres table," the organiser motioned.
The group moved over to the buffet table and set down the boxes while Dan parked the car and climbed out. As he was stretching out, the performers on stage finished and swarms of children got up and flooded the area, catching the group by surprise. Dan quickly started to juggle his bowling pins in an attempt to entertain the children.
“You suck!” one of the children yelled suddenly, causing Dan to miss one of the pins. The children all burst out laughing from the comical squeak as it landed on his shoe, followed by the comical pained squeak from Dan’s mouth.
Dan grumbled under his breath, “You little twerp!” But then another child jumped on his oversized shoe to make it squeak again and landed on his toes in the process. A series of comical squeaks streamed from Dan’s mouth.
Meanwhile Jessy pulled out a long balloon from her pocket and blew it up to twist into a balloon animal, “Who would like a dog balloon?”
“I want an elephant!” one of the kids called out.
“Well, I don’t do elephants. I do dogs,” Jessy frowned. “Tell you what, I can make you a giraffe!”
“No, an elephant!” the kid reiterated.
Jessy was so stressed that she ended up popping the balloon anyway. The kids all laughed while she quickly tried to blow up another balloon, but one of the naughty kids poked the balloon with a pin and caused it to pop in her face.
Cleo would’ve come to Jessy’s aid, but she was busy trying to keep the children away from her carefully baked pies, “No touchies!”
Jake on the other hand was slowly walking backwards, trying to get as far away from the mob as possible. However some of the children spotted him and started poking at him.
“What’s in the backpack?” one asked.
“Hey, can you do any tricks?” another pestered.
“Why aren’t you smiling?” another pressured. “Clowns are supposed to be happy!”
“You are a terrible clown!” one called out.
“Ah, he’s so creepy!” another cried.
MC panicked, not sure who to help first. She hadn’t imagined there would be so many children. It felt like the entire school had been invited to the party, or at least the entire grade.
The previous performers walked past sneering at them, “What a bunch of amateurs!”
Just then, MC spotted one of the toddler’s tricycles and grabbed it. She sat down and started awkwardly riding around the group. Jessy saw her and joined MC on a tricycle as well, trundling along beside her. The kids pointed and started giggling at how ridiculous they looked. Dan walked in front of them and jokingly tried to stop them using pantomime, but the girls ran into him and they all fell over. Cleo shook her head, then grabbed two pies and dumped them on the heads of the two female pranksters. A couple of the kids ran over and jumped on top of Dan, but he lifted them up with his monstrous strength and stood up, then pretended to weight lift while the kids held onto his arms. A couple more children jumped on and tried to weigh Dan down, but he couldn’t be stopped.
Amidst all of the chaos, Jake watched by the sidelines confused as to what to do. A young girl grabbed his hand, catching him by surprise.
“It’s ok to be sad,” she looked up at Jake with sympathy.
Jake was speechless, but then he remembered he had a few paper flowers in his coat pocket. He had intended to give them to MC, but he decided it wouldn’t hurt to give one to away. He took it out and offered it to the little girl with a soft smile. As soon as she saw the flower she eagerly took it from him and ran off to show her mother. The speed that she ran off bewildered Jake, but he caught MC watching him with a smirk on her face. Not understanding why MC would look at him like that, he looked away and blushed, hoping the white paint would cover the redness in his face.
While MC was distracted, Cleo and Jessy started play bickering amongst themselves and threw pieces of pie back and forth between them. Some of the kids got involved and started to take sides. They grabbed the expensive hors d’oeuvres as ammunition and soon an all out food fight broke out. MC took the opportunity to sneak out and grab Jake’s hand. While security desperately tried to get the fight under control, they ran off towards the house.
“I started to worry we wouldn’t get away,” Jake commented as he plugged a handheld device into the security pad and unlocked it with brute force.
“Ah, creating chaos is what we do best,” MC smirked, while watching for guards.
“Ok, door’s open. Let’s go,” Jake announced as he opened the door for MC.
MC ran in first. As she spent the afternoon studying the house’s floorplan, she knew exactly where the office was. What she hadn’t expected to find was a guard exiting the bathroom as they came around the corner. They caught him still in the middle of zipping up his pants. Before he could pull out his sidearm, Jake stepped in front and squirted the liquid from his fake flower on his chest into the guard’s face. The guard stepped back stunned, then collapsed unconscious on the ground.
“What the hell was that?” MC exclaimed.
Jake shrugged as he stepped over the unconscious guard, “I figured swapping the water out would come in handy.”
“You did what!?” she glared. “What if one of the kids go their hands on it!?”
“You can discipline me later. Help me pick him up,” he leant down and lifted the guard by his armpits.
MC facepalmed herself in her head while she bent over and picked up the guard’s ankles. Quickly they shuffled him over to a closet and dropped him on the floor. After checking the hallway was clear, they made a mad dash for the office. As they expected. the office door had a digital lock as well, except this one had a fingerprint scanner. Jake pried open the panel and plugged in his device directly into the board, but it was taking a lot longer to break into.
“Dan’s method would’ve been faster,” MC teased.
“No, it would not,” Jake rolled his eyes. “We’d have to find the right fingerprints first and with so many people in the house, there’s no way of knowing whose print is whose. It’s almost done. Give it a bit more time.”
After another minute, the device finally beeped with success. The door clicked open, and MC dashed inside the office. Jake snapped the panel closed again and shut the door behind him.
“Check his bookcase while I install the virus on his computer,” Jake motioned to the bookcase on the side of the room as he marched over to the desk.
“Pfft, I give the orders around here,” MC frowned.
Jake glanced up and raised his eyebrow, “Would you like to break into his computer instead?”
“No, I’m good,” she turned away and started shuffling through the unmarked folders in the bookcase.
Jake shook his head and plopped down in the leather chair. Swiftly he pulled out his laptop and plugged it into the back of the all-in-one computer monitor. As soon as he unlocked his laptop, he started running his program to bypass the PIN login on Santos’ computer.
“There’s nothing here,” MC sighed and stepped away from the bookcase, then glanced over at the very serious clown sitting at the computer typing away like it was life or death. She pursed her lips in an attempt to keep a straight face, but as Jake looked up and noticed her watching, she burst out laughing anyway. “I’m sorry, you just look so ridiculous sitting there looking like that.”
Jake reached up and squeezed his red nose, “The things I do for you.” He couldn’t help but smile as he returned to his work.
MC giggled then noticed in the window behind Jake that Dan, Cleo and Jessy were being chastised by the event organiser. He was absolutely furious, but then one of the children threw a pie at him. While he was distracted, the others ran off with the kids helping their escape. MC then noticed the guard they had knocked out stumbling into the yard gesturing and shouting about a surprise clown attack.
“Oh shit! Jake! We’ve gotta go!” MC gasped.
Jake glanced over his shoulder at the chaos ensuing outside. Not wanting to leave the clown car behind, Dan jumped in and started to drive off just fast enough to keep ahead of security. Jessy and Cleo jumped onto the sides of the car and held for dear life. Jake snapped back around and quickly unplugged his laptop, shoving it back into his backpack.
“The installation is finished. Let’s get out of here before the cops arrive!” Jake said in a hurry.
The two ran for the door so fast their wigs fell off. MC nearly tripped over her shoes as they entered the hallway so she ripped them off and Jake followed suit. Running in their rainbow-coloured socks, they bumped into maids and cooks as they made their way for the servant’s entrance. At some point they lost their red noses, but they couldn’t remember when. As they exited the building, Dan was driving the clown car into the van with Jessy and Cleo still on holding on. MC ran for the driver’s side door while Jake went for the passenger side. They jumped in just as the girls closed the backdoors tight. MC swiftly turned the van on and put it into the reverse gear. She went backwards so quickly, she nearly hit some of the security guards, but sped forwards before they could recover. Luckily the security gate was already open to let a catering van through when MC pushed through in front of them and made it back out onto the open road. In the distance they could hear approaching sirens, but she quickly regained her cool and dropped back down to the speed limit, hiding amongst the everyday traffic on the road.
“Oh my God!” Cleo cried out from the back. “That was nuts!”
“Did we do it?” Jessy asked. “Please tell me we did it.”
MC glanced over at Jake, who was wiping the makeup off his face with a towel. He nodded to MC in confirmation.
“We did it,” she announced.
Later that night social media erupted when phone camera footage of Dan driving the clown car with Jessy and Cleo hanging on top while being chased by security was posted to Tiktok. Thankfully due to the heavy makeup and costumes, no one could identify them. Within the following days documents were leaked to the internet detailing Jorge Santos’ dirty techniques and scams to drive property prices up and down as he saw fit, but unsurprisingly no one managed to connect the two events together. Mystery Investigators, Inc. were successful once again.
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