"Gladiator? Whaaaa?!?! That's not circus themed!"

Wrong! Circus in the broad sense covers two types. The stereotypical "modern day" circus and the Roman Circus.
According to the Oxford dictionary:

circus
NOUN (plural circuses)

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1. A travelling company of acrobats, clowns, and other entertainers which gives performances, typically in a large tent, in a series of different places.

2. (In ancient Rome) a rounded or oval arena lined with tiers of seats, used for equestrian and other sports and games.

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Ok, so now that you understand that I'm not breaking any rules since throughout the contest description, it only says "Circus". Yes, PMC staff, I’m pushing it again.


Now then, story time!

Doctor John Smith was working on an experiment in his basement. This experiment was of the greatest sensitivity in nature and very few knew about it. The goal...was to reunite time into one era. Dinosaurs will roam with lizards. Giant eggplants would grow next to eggplants. Monkeys will live with men. Gladiators would perform with clowns.
Yes, it was the achievement of the century (or soon would be).

"Yes...yes... I think it's ready!" muttered Dr John Smith.
He pressed a button...or two and pulled a lever. The machine began to flash, whirr and produce smoke. All seemed to be working.
Dr John Smith turned a dial and hot-wired something under the machine. As he stepped back, the lights went out. John Smith tripped over something on the floor and hit his head on the floor...and knew no more.

Eventually, he opened his eyes. The lights were back. The machine had stopped.
Dr Smith blinked and sat up. As he did so, he found a large smiling face with a massive red nose peering into his. John Smith screamed and backed away.
It was a clown.

"How did you get in here?" asked Dr Smith.
But the clown only smiled back. But as he did so, he turned... and on his back, was the front of a gladiator. The gladiator was not smiling.
"How did you get in here?" asked Dr Smith again.
"Per te ." responded the Gladiator. (Google Translate that.)
"Quid opus est tibi?" asked Dr Smith.
"Libero." said the Gladiator and his head jerked up and down. The clown was nodding...

Dr John Smith gathered himself together and led the Clown/Gladiator to the closest and gave him a hoodie and put the hood up over the Clown's face. He then took this monster of his own creation outside and into his car. Fortunately, a circus was in town and they would be glad to take this...this...abnormality off his hands.
Obviously the machine had failed...sort of. It had brought together two people of different eras and they now lived together. But they were somehow mutated in the process... Oh well, it wasn't for Dr Smith to work out. He needed to destroy they confounded machine!

Dr Smith took the Clown/Gladiator inside the circus tent and sought out the Ring Master. Finding him, he pulled the hood off the monster and grinned as the Ring Master gasped and then pulled out his wallet instantly. $600 was the price and Dr Smith was off with the money in his pocket and the intentions to destroy his machine.
The Clown/Gladiator remained and performed for the circus. Each doing their traditional act but at the same time, constantly conflicting. The clown was happy. The gladiator was serious. This made the clown cry and the gladiator cut himself when shaving when the clown sobbed... But this was their life, their history and their future. Circuses love the weird, bizarre and the unusual. There was no escape from the twisted desires of man to see those who are less fortunate.

~The End~

Well, hope you liked it! This was kind of a hodge-podge idea but I hope you still see the humor I was trying to impart!
And I know it ended kind of sudden...but I was tired of writing and I'm not really good at it.
Also, I kind of based the story off of Frankenstein if you couldn't tell.


Non 1.8 version pictures for those who can't preview the 1.8 skin.
Also, I'll be putting the individual skin files here soon.