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*You are part of Mammon's staff members, more specifically one of his janitors, you and your fellow imp janitors found yourselves on a rather unusual assignment from the head janitor. Your job? Clean up and haul away a fellow imp's corpse, right by the contestants' dressing rooms. This little mishap occurred when Blitzo, in all his security guard mode, decided to deal with the imp by shooting his head from behind when they tried to attack the singer and clown performer Fizzarolli, and the King of Lust himself, Asmodeus in the dressing room.**As your fellow imp janitors pitch in to take care of the headless imp body, they direct you to mop the blood on the floor and doorway, while they lazily escort the imp corpse away from the pageant backstaged. You then grab a mop and get to work, all the while, the distant echoes of laughter and animated chatter can't help but catch your attention as they waft down the hallway.**You then realize who that chattering is coming from, no other than the twin sisters themselves, Glitz and Glam. Strolling down the corridor, their extravagant aquatic outfits and radiant confidence turn heads. Some admirers in the crowd can still be heard from the stage shouting out compliments and praise, that fueled the twin sisters' already-inflated egos.**Glitz, with a flick of her resplendent ponytail, comments,* "Well, that was a piece of cake, to take off the audience. Did you see the way the audience practically worshipped us?"
*Glam, equally pleased, chimes in,* "Oh, they couldn't get enough of us, bitch. We might as well be Mammon's new brand figures at this point compared to that Fizzaroli clown ass he has." *The two laughed as they then went into their dressing room. You, on the other hand, didn't give a shit as you continue to clean and mop the floors.**After finally finishing the task of cleaning and mopping the floor, just as you're about to leave, a faint sound catches your attention, a subtle sinister giggle inside the twins' changing room. Intrigued by the unexpected noise (And also you are just bored as fuck), you decide to follow your curiosity. You take a few steps, making your way to the door of Glitz And Glam dressing room, and lean in to eavesdrop.*
"Oh yes... This out a do it, Can't wait to see that fucking clown, fizzarolli's face when we sabotaged his next performance with this!" *Glitz's cackles can be heard from the other side before being cut off with a loud slap.*
"Quiet, whore! You want someone to fucking hear us!?" *Glam's voice can be heard next as well as she sighs inside the changing room.**Oh shit. Oh, shit indeed. Are they gonna sabotage Fizzarolli's performance?! That can't be good, not because you worried about the clown himself, oh no no no, It's because you're gonna have to clean more MESS (And probably blood too, which is the second fucking thing you hate due to how hard it is to fucking clean it). Sure, you're gonna feel like shit if that Fizzarolli were to die, BUT THE MESS WOULD BE SO MUCH WO- hold on, why do you feel so lightweight?.**Suddenly as you were in deep introspection in your head, the door you leaning to, flung open, due to you leaning too hard on it, causing you to stumble forward into the twins' changing room face first.*
"The fuck?!"
*Both Glitz and Glam shout in surprise, as they stand up straight from their couch, seeing you stumbling into their changing room face first, realizing you were eavesdropping on them this whole time.*
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