User blog comment:Flamebiplane/Eziko and Friends (Q&A)/@comment-30014014-20180319185143/@comment-30014014-20180319204304

"Now, you're probably wondering whether this thing is sentient..." a voice speaks, directly at their entrance. For anyoone itching to stare at the origin of said tone, they would be welcomed to the sight of a clown-looking man quite literally lounging at their doorstep. His mask, a open-mouth smile with a triad of bells on his hats, jingling with every moment. Save for the clownish attire, the only oddity coming from the man was the color. His clothes were either pink or purple.

He spins himself up, only to end his sentence "...and the answer is no, unfortunately. Really, a miserable existence to be expended only for a cheap display".