"This place is MEGA LAME! Do I really have to run a show here!?!?"

"Awwww toots it ain't that bad! Having an audience of boring ole honky donkies just means watching them smile will be loads more exciting!!!! Honk honk!~"

"This is also the only location that would accept and accommodate your parole requirements."

"Only place that kind of exists anymore? What's been going on in the universe while I've been in jail?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmm....."

"Everything?"

"I can provide a recap for you Circe, if needed."

"Ahhh don't you think that would take an itty bitty little too long?"

"Hows about you just start when all this Zoo Corp stuff happened?"

"Let's see. While the universe - especially the notails - have been preoccupied with their war, a company called Zoo Corp powered by an anomalous machine has exponentially taken over the universe. Their methods of takeover are not particularly anomalous. They simply offer and hype up products and a lifestyle, but once you're apart of the machine's system, it becomes a hassle to exit it.

In a sense, the machine is anomalous, but the reactions people have to it and the lifestyle around it, are not. They are simply the repercussions of their new vocation."

"People feed the machine art; the machine feeds them with products, housing, entertainment. Everything they need.

Should they run out of art to make, they can feed themselves into the machine, to become cekekis. These large shrimp creatures then help sell this lifestyle to others."

"Honk honk! Fun fact! Cekekis are called Consumers because when their office life gets tough their office fights can get so bad they start eating each other! It's like a real office structure in there. Pull everyone down so you can get up!"

"Oh, so we're going to see some folks eat each other?"

"No. That would be terrible. Absolutely terrible. Zoo Corp is doing wonderfully, sales-wise. As such, we should be seeing minimal murder."

"But to wrap this up simply: Zoo Corp has taken over the universe. Statistically speaking. Very few governments outside of it operate, and fewer planets lie untouched."

"But everything was honky donky fine on our planet!"

"Yeah, and you know why? Cause ain't no one allowed to sell on the planet that ain't approved by the clown union. And Zoo Corp shit ain't Silly, nor Goofy. We got simple standards and they couldn't meet that."

"Sometimes a monopoly can really be helpful!!!!"

Kratos takes a look around.

"I do not know if that is what we should be taking away-"

"Kratos shut up it was a joke."

("Man lives around clowns his whole life and can't tell a joke from a serious statement. Jeez louise!")

("Ok but that's what makes him the funniest clown of them all!!!")

("Yeah Helpy, I think you're the one missin' the joke here.")

("Wait!?!?! We've been keeping Kratos around as a joke?!?!")

("A cop walks into a circus..... Seriously Helpy, the jokes fuckin' write themselves! Get on the ball!")

("Here I was thinking we just kept him cause Circe and him-")

("Secondary reason. Primary reason, cops are good setups to jokes and he's the only cop I trust in the whoooooooole universe!")

Kratos tunes out the excited chatter going on around him out of respect for privacy.

"Either way I think I understand what's going on........"

"I FINALLY GOT PAROLE ONLY TO BE MET WITH DOOMSDAY!!!!!"

"Well, that's the funny (haha) thing."

"It's not really...doomsday. It's Anti Doomsday."

"Everything is so perfect! Everyone has a job. Everyone has food and shelter, and everyone is just.....fine."

"WHAT KIND OF BORING GOD MAKES AN ANTI DOOMSDAY!?!?!"

"They should have done something funny (haha) like convincing a cop to give their side piece parole in hopes they fuck everything up and send this endless zoo into some sort of clownish frenzy."

"Circe would not do that."

"Oh don't worry, that's just a hypothetical if I was a horrible person!"

"Plus I think that Zookeeper guy is super duper funny! He invited me to his wedding you know?"

"You did not inform me of this."

"Oh sorry uuuuh. One moment, I think I have the invite here."

"WOOWZA LOOK AT THOSE PUPPIES!"

"I believe those are a corgi and a pitbull."

"Huh?"

"Ooooh yeah yeah!!!! Those puppies!!!!"

"All four of those cute puppies!"

"I counted only 2."

("See. Jokes write themselves.")

("I can't believe I'm being out-clowned by a cop.")

"Let me make this clear. The rest of you aren't invited."

"Why not? I promise we'll be on our best behavior!"

"That's a nice sentiment Circe, but you and the rest of you bozos are part of the entertainment. You can't come to the wedding itself!"

"I'd be apart of the show, but I have a veeeeeeeeeery good hunch that the unholy bimbus behind all of this is going to be appearing during the wedding."

"Hmmmmmmm. Kratos, is Bimbus a positive word clown word or a negative?"

"Yeah even I need a translator on this one."

"Bim- Related to Bimbozle (sic) A word that is related to messing up so badly you cannot even spell bamboozle correctly.

Bus- Related to businessman. A boorish (to clowns) entity."

"The word "Bimbus" thusly means a great messup of a businessman."

"I'm soooooooooo glad you exist Kratos."

"I guess we'll just watch the fireworks from afar!"

"Thanks! And make sure to not commit necromancy on all of these dying towers of men laying around, or turn all these boring corporate men into cool awesome magical creatures!~"

"Hmmmmmmmmm.......Yeah I won't......Not even if they ask."

"Helpy, stop attempting to cause a relapse in judgement."

"Sorry! A relapse in judgement is just my middle name! Honk honk!"