I do not know who I am.

I do not know why I am here.

All I know is I must honk.

Name: Golly
Race: Clown
Age: 22
Eyes: Very light green
Hair: Usually red
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Golly the Clown has done nothing since she was born but dream of being a clown. Every day she steeped her self in the honk tirelessly despite ridicule and speculation from peers and parents alike.

Tirelessly she endured and, for whatever reason that few or maybe none understand, she succeeded in graduating from clown college with the sole mission of spreading joy to everyone she can.

Personality: Golly is idealistic, gullible, passionate and usually loud. Happy-go-lucky is a good start in describing the honking creature brimming with optimism in her lead-paint-chips-eating stare.

To her benefit and dismay she can never seem to help her self from making a joke at any given situation. Lacking any kind of filter and a blunt manner of speech it can quickly become apparent that even if she is knowledgeable in the way of the clown... she is pretty dumb.

Whites: honk, honking, goofing, gaffing, pranking, yanking

Greens: billy blasting, smoking doinks

Yellow: Sad clowns, hurt clowns

Red: Mimes, noncon