Coulrophobia

Killer Klownz · Post by **Killer Klownz** » Thu Oct 30, 2008 10:47 am

The Klownz has but one simple need. We are not a complex creature. We have no ego to scratch, no unending need to win. We do not care about death for we do not fear it. The need for us is but a simple one . . . . the kill. The Klownz feeds on other beings fears in the realm of UT. Fear nutures the Klownz, we breathe it's very essence. The kill sustains us, it is our very reason for continuance. It is OK not to like the Klownz, but there is a need to fear the Klownz for we come for your soul and our weapon is the redeemer. Coulrophobia . . . . . .

Post by **Hermskii** » Thu Oct 30, 2008 11:12 pm

Straight from Wikipedia:

Coulrophobia is an abnormal or exaggerated fear of clowns. The term is common, but it does not appear to be used in psychology. It is common among children, but is also sometimes found in teenagers and adults as well especially those who have played on the UnrealTournament DeathMatch Server Redeemers of Virtual Hate. Sufferers sometimes acquire a fear of clowns after having a bad experience with one personally, or seeing a sinister portrayal of one in the media. A design study carried out by the University of Sheffield found that children are frightened by clown-themed décor in hospitals especially if they have ever played the DeathMatch UT server called CG and know of a certain jester by the name Hermskii. You "see" pardon the pun, Hermskii is missing an eye and that oddity coupled with his single evil eye stare drills into the delicate fiber of children's minds!

OK, OK. So I edited the actual Wikipedia page a little once I copied it over here.

MEAT · Post by **MEAT** » Thu Oct 30, 2008 11:57 pm

I tell ya, I've never gotten over my fear of clowns ever since I was 5 years old.
And it was this one clown in particular. We were at the circus and I swear he kept looking at me.
And then after a while I stop thinking about it....until I went to the restroom alone.
That same freaking clown was in the restroom washing his hands.
And as soon as I walked in...he did not take his eyes off of me.
I could not get my zipper down to save my life. The pain and horror I felt.
That was the first and only time I wet my pants in public.
Till this day I say...KILL A CLOWN SAVE THE WORLD.

footnote....the story you just read is not true, but it makes for good reading....

Scify · Post by **Scify** » Fri Oct 31, 2008 12:22 am

MEAT wrote:I tell ya, I've never gotten over my fear of clowns ever since I was 5 years old.
And it was this one clown in particular. We were at the circus and I swear he kept looking at me.
And then after a while I stop thinking about it....until I went to the restroom alone.
That same freaking clown was in the restroom washing his hands.
And as soon as I walked in...he did not take his eyes off of me.
The pain and horror I felt. I could not get my zipper down to safe my life.
That was the first and only time I wet my pants in public.
Till this day I say...KILL A CLOWN SAVE THE WORLD.

footnote....the story you just read is not true, but it makes for good reading....

I fear Heights and bees .I was six year old . I was six years old. I stung on my face, all over my arm and all over my legs.