[Comprehensive] Clown training game

"Welcome to the Ten Days of Punishment Dungeon Arthur. All skills and attributes are sealed in the dungeon. Players are invited to fully take part in the role, solve the mystery of each day, and investigate the final result of the story. Ten days later, what happened to Arthur? "

"Player please do not act incompatible with Arthur's identity, otherwise the plot of this day will be repeated."

"Players enter the game quiz every night. If they answer correctly, they will watch the video of Arthur's day, and if they answer incorrectly, they will repeat the plot of this day."

"On the tenth day, players enter the House of Reality to solve the mystery, otherwise the punishment copy will be reopened."

"The dungeon clearance reward officially opens the second week."

This is all the reminders that Mr. J heard from the spicy chicken game system after he woke up.If the previous game had fighting and mission elements in it, then the punishment dungeon sounds like a pure puzzle game.

And this game does not have any physical punishment. If you can't solve the mystery of the day, you will live another day on the same day. If you can't solve the final mystery, you will have to do it again. What the hell happened to Ser", otherwise he would be stuck in this repeated ten days forever.

Uh, it feels quite troublesome. If I repeat it several times in ten days, I think people will go crazy.

Mr. J opened his eyes, moved his body, and found that this body was worse than the clown.It's not that he's disfigured, Arthur looks pretty normal, and he's dressed normally, but he's skinny and frail.

He was sitting on Arthur's bed now, with the clothes for going out on the chair. Mr. J changed his pajamas into normal clothes, and the system did not display the name of the suit like "Deadly Clown". Sure enough, as the game said, all skills and props were sealed and could only be substituted into Arthur's Life.

He fished in his pocket, and there was a card in it, all of which were handwritten, the front said "I'm sorry, I'm sick." On the back, there were densely packed small characters, all about a disease

"It's a particular disorder of sudden, frequent, uncontrollable outbursts of laughter that you can't imagine. It can happen to people with brain damage or certain neurological disorders."

If this is the card prepared by Arthur, then it is obvious that Arthur has a nervous system disease, he will suddenly laugh out loud, so he specially prepared this card, and showed it to others when he was speechless to explain your situation.

Wow, what a miserable man.

Mr. J expressed sympathy for this character, and then turned to a notebook with today's date and time written on it. He looked at the alarm clock, and two hours later, he had an appointment with a psychologist.

Spicy Chicken Game said that he must do what Arthur did, or he would have to do it all over again.

Two hours, tsk, I checked, this place is quite far, it seems that I have to go out immediately. Mr. J looked around in the room again. There were only some books teaching jokes and acting, and some clipped newspapers. There was a diary in the belly of the desk, but he couldn't open it.

When Mr. J pried it hard, the system reluctantly floated a line of words that could only be read at night.

Well, he put the diary back and walked out of Arthur's room.However, Mr. J never expected that Mr. Arthur is not a poor sick bachelor who lives alone. The woman next to him seems to be quite old.

"Mom," Mr. J tentatively said.

The woman seemed to have just seen Mr. J, but she didn't express anything, she just continued to mutter, "Why didn't he reply? I wrote so many letters to him, and he clearly promised."

Well, another lunatic.

Mr. Arthur's life is simply too pitiful. He is sick, his family is very poor, and his mother is also mentally ill, so he cannot communicate normally.Looking in the mirror, he is also in his 30s, but he doesn't even have a girlfriend.

Bring Arthur's mother back to the room, lest she come out to run around and hurt himself. After finishing all this, Mr. J looked up and looked at the trough. Four or 10 minutes have passed. It is too late for psychological counseling. He doesn't want to do it again

Going out in a hurry and arriving in a hurry, it was only a minute away.

"Ding dong, the player violated Arthur's behavior, and the copy will be reset on the first day."

Mr. J woke up in Arthur's room again, this time he didn't read the diary, he rushed out to persuade his mother into the room, gave her a bunch of letters, and lied to her that he was waiting for that one here" He" wrote him back and then rushed out to catch the subway.

Why not? Because Arthur was poor. He searched all over his pockets to find just over 20 dollars.

Considering that the spicy chicken game does not give food, he has to buy tonight's ingredients on the way home, after all, he has two mouths to eat.

"I'm not late, am I?" Facing the psychiatrist, Mr. J wiped the sweat from his head, not quite understanding where Arthur got the money to see the psychiatrist, and why he chose a clinic so far away.

The female doctor was working on some documents. She raised her head and looked at Mr. J with a look of impatience.In the end, he put down the documents at hand, opened his notebook casually, and asked, "How are you doing, Arthur?"

oh what about me let me tell you it sucks

Not to mention eating peanut butter and traveling through the game, he just died once because of Master Wayne blocking Wonder Woman's sword, the formation was terrifying, and there were two supermen fighting right above his head

Of course, after saying these things, the female doctor may think that he is mentally ill, and if he doesn't say anything, he may be judged wrong by the system and try again.

So, he thought for a moment, and replied, "It's the same as before." As for how it's the same, let the other party figure it out.

The female doctor lowered her head and wrote a few more words, saying, "Are you still taking your medicine on time?"

"Yeah." When he got home, he went to find out what medicines he had.

Then, as if completing a task, the psychologist asked him if he was in a good mood, if he chose a number from 1 to 10, how to evaluate his emotions, and so on. Mr. J has also seen a psychiatrist before, and to be honest, the guy opposite is really unqualified.

Not only the professionalism is unqualified, but also the attitude is unqualified, she doesn't care about Arthur at all, it seems that Arthur is an imposed task, etc., Arthur is sick, Arthur has no money to see a psychiatrist, and the doctor feels that he is completing the task.

He seems to remember that the government will send free social workers and psychologists to patients who have an impact on the community.Could it be that this woman is just a social worker and was assigned to Arthur

This makes sense, but the other party's work is not done well.

Someone knocked on the door outside, the woman apologized, went to the door to talk to someone, and then told Mr. J that she had to go out for a few minutes and asked him to wait for a while.

Mr. J, are you being so perfunctory?

But this was a good opportunity to collect information. The moment the other party closed the door, he jumped up and went to the file cabinet to search for information about Arthur.Arthur, Arthur, where is it, ah, found it

mr j pulled out that document

"Arthur Fleck authorfeck, 28 years old, burlesque performer." Behind is a series of his medical history, the one who can suddenly laugh is considered a minor symptom, this man ranges from insomnia to depression to eating disorders to schizophrenia, almost It's all on the edge.

It's hard for Mr. Arthur to survive and take care of a mother who has no self-care ability.

He memorized this document, put it back, and when he heard footsteps, he acted nonchalantly and sat in his seat.When he saw the woman's apologetic smile, he also smiled, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

"Oh, well, see you next time, Arthur."

Hehe, never see you again, I refused to do it again Mr. J turned around and left, then the phone in his pocket rang, a colleague named Randall told him to go to work immediately, checked the time, what the fuck, life and death again Speed ​​up

After finally arriving on time, the other party gave him a set of funny and exaggerated clown costumes and an advertising sign.

Mr. J, clown, why is he a clown again and I feel that this clown, compared to the previous deadly clown, has lost a little bit of his identity.

But he still put it on, and as Party A's father asked, he spun billboards on the street. Mr. J can see that this is still Gotham, but it is different from Gotham. The streets, buildings, and people's clothes all seem to be older.

Of course, Wayne is still Uncle Wayne.

Looking at the tallest building in the distance, the "Wayne" sign on it is simply showing off its presence. The corners of Mr. J's eyes twitched, he didn't speak, and worked conscientiously, for fear that the system would give him a failing grade.

Just when he was about to do a big spin with his signature, two little kids from beside him reached out and snatched the signature, then ran away laughing.You little brats, stop there, hey, let Shushu teach you how to be human

He chased several children through the crowd, but Arthur's physical strength was too weak, and soon he was out of breath.

Finally, he turned into a deserted alley, but the children were nowhere to be seen.The job billboard was lost, but the system did not judge it as a failure, so obviously, this is also a common thing in Arthur's work, and it does not violate the character image.

Mr. J ran out of breath, it was over, he lost the billboard, Party A's papa would eat him, and the wages for these few hours were gone.He touched his hair and had to say that Arthur's hair was much softer than the clown's.

then

"Bang." The huge billboard hit the back of Mr. J's head. This weak body obviously didn't have full defense value. He fell to the ground with stares in his eyes, and his body was kicked several times. The little gangsters teased him Voice.

"Your billboard." The other party imitated the funny voice, and then kicked Mr. J's side fiercely, "Here, it's for you."

The billboard hit him again, breaking in two.

Mr. J clutched his painful body, lying on the ground panting, these little bastards, if you have the ability, let me switch to the clown attribute to educate you, bastards

After lying on the ground for more than 20 minutes, he got up and went home with the billboard broken in two.

Mr. J found some no, a bunch of pills behind the bathroom mirror.

Oxyazepam, for the treatment of sleep disorders.

Perphenazine perphenazine for the treatment of schizophrenia.

Phenelzine, which treats cardiac blood flow and myocardial metabolism.

Amitriptyline for the treatment of various forms of depression.

Amphetamines for asthma, sleep disorders and ADHD. , treatment of anxiety, sedative hypnosis, but also for antiepileptic and anticonvulsant.

Looking at the dazzling array of pills and tablets in his hand, Mr. J felt uncomfortable.He looked at the night view of Gotham. The Wayne Building not far away was brightly lit. The bright and bright light seemed to be the most glamorous and false side of the city.

At night, this neighborhood is still noisy, and people's sorrows and joys are not connected, and there is no mercy.Who cares that there's a comedian with a mentally ill mother about to be cornered by illness and the weight of life

Poor Mr. Arthur, he sighed.

And at night, he was finally able to open that diary, and it actually updated the diary of the first day on it, scrawled what happened today, and there was a sentence

The worst part about being mentally ill is that people still expect you to act normal even when you can't.

"The player enters the game question and answer on the first day. Please listen to the question What is Arthur's full name, what is his occupation, what is his mother, and what happened to his mother?" These are very basic information questions, and you can get the answer as long as you search carefully.

After the game verified those answers, it was in the review room like a black movie theater, revealing the film texture of the black and white movie.Arthur above is more real than Mr. J, his expression, his eyes, his pain

At the end of the shot, Arthur is curled up in his quilt, shrinking like a baby.