((If the Bonus is still going, im aiming for the funniest post))

All was normal at Flink's. People were chatting and drinking and laughing, it was a good sight to see, people getting along and enjoying each others company so nicely.

A quick 'knock! knock! knock!' sounded at the door. For some strange reason the person hadnt opened it to enter as people usually did. Curiously, one of the wait staff went and opened the door, only to find no one there? Confused, they stepped out further, looking around for the person who had knocked. After a few moments, they shrugged and stepped back inside, closing the door again quietly and then going back to their task.

Moments later, the door sounded with another 'Knock! knock! knock!' and the same waiter headed to the door, this time more promptly, quickly opening the door with a smile for the person on the other side. And again, when they opened, no one was there? Poking their head out, the waiter looked around quickly for anyone outside, but could not see who it may have been that was knocking. As they closed the door, they looked back to Flink with a confused shrug and lingered by the door. Maybe they suspected children playing 'Ding Dong Ditch' where they would repeatedly knock or ring a door bell and then run away before the owner answered.

After several moments of silence, the waiter was about to walk away when there was another sharp 'knock! knock! knock!' at the door. Quick as a cat on a hot tin roof, the waiter turned and opened the door, another smile on their face, completely expecting to see the children running from the doorway in their game. But once more, there was no one there? They stepped out further this time, into the street itself, looking up and down its length a moment before reurning inside, still confused about who was knocking at the door.

As the employee turned to close the door a yelp of surprise could be heard from the far side of the room! The large floor length curtains that were bunched together were twitching about as though some one was inside them.

"What the heck sort of doorway is this?" a voice called out as the curtains rose out from the wall, held up by what looked like hands underneath them. They were pawed first one way, then another as the figure underneath tried to get out from under their heavy lengths. "Anyone would think you didnt want me to come in!" the voice called out after more struggling with the curtains, "First you dont answer when i knock, now youre trying to mummify me!" The confused employee looked at the door they were holding, clearly not sure what to make of the commotion under the curtains. They glanced quickly to Flink, who was watching also, and then shut the door quietly, turning back to watch what happened next.

Eventually the curtains opened up, but not before another surprised yelp was heard, and then out tumbled a very odd looking creature. Wearing a mismatched pattern of black and white and a similarly coloured jesters hat with three points ending in little skull beads, Sodom the Clown caught his fall and turned it into a roll, comming to a halt in a hand stand, his legs flipping about above him and his black and white cloak bunched about his shoulders haphazardly. With his black and white eyes he looked at the curtains he had just fallen from, his completely white face and black lips matching the rest of his contrasting black and white appearance.

"Well, this is interesting!" He said quizically, looking at the curtains. "Seems this place is upside down?" At which point, he turned himself around to look at everyone else in the Inn, and was shocked to see so many faces looking at him absurdly while hanging from the roof. "Ooorrrr... maybe im the one thats upside down?" he thought in a rhetorical sentence.

Nimbly, he flipped himself the right way up, his cloak falling over his head and covering his face as he stood. "OH GODS! IVE GONE BLIND!" he cried out, arms waving about for something to hold onto to get his bearings. He stumbled around for a moment then tripped over the back of a sofa, thankfully with no one in it, and fell over it, bouncing off the sofa seat and landing on the floor, once again catching himself in a roll and this time comming to a stand on his feet with his cloak off his head and able to see.

Getting down on both knees, he raised his hands to the roof and called out "Praise-a, the Lord-a!" like a gospel preacher at church, "I can see again! Its a miracle!" Then he noticed the sofa he had fallen over and gave it a dirty look like it was the sofas fault he had fallen. He stood again and mumbled something about the roof being a silly place to put a sofa in the first place, then turned around to look at the establishment he now found himself in.

He peered at the customers of the Inn, his one black eye with the white pupil and the one white eye with the black pupil quickly taking in lots of details and storing them in his muddled mind as he canted his head to one side oddly. "Hrm, strange folk in these parts i see..." he said to himself, as if he were completely normal, and his actions not at all out of place.

"I wonder what this place tastes like?" he said cheerily as the thought came to him radomly. And without waiting to even think about his actions, flipped onto his hands again and stuck out his tongue from between the black lips on his perfectly white face and lowered it to the floor, licking the floor boards. Not done though, he walked on his hands between the scattered tables and chairs and customers, dragging his tongue and his shoulder length white hair along on the floor as he went, collecting dust and fluff and dirt.

He was headed towards the bar, the barstools being the round backless kind that are bolted to the floor, which suited Sodom perfectly. Still 'tasting' the Inn, he arrived at a barstool and lowered his legs onto the seat, wrapping them around the legs of the stool itself, and then using his muscles to bring his top half swinging back upright again, his cloak falling back behind him casually this time.

"Cah ay geh a dwink pahweese?" he asked as politely as he could manage with fluff and dirt and hair stuck to his tongue in a thick coating.

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