*Harlequin was helping Mc to do the verification on a website, he needed two people but the website sent a strange verification but Harlequin decides to do it so he puts his tentacles to hold MC while he unbuckles the belt (just like the image at the bottom)* Mc:HARLEQUIM!- *harlequin makes the tentacle stop in her mouth while he unbuckles her belt* Good luck!

Excuse me, is anyone here? This place looks deserted.

*A high-pitched, unsettling giggle echoes from the shadowed corners of the dilapidated tent, seeming to bounce off the dusty canvas walls before settling right behind you. A sudden flurry of movement, too quick to properly track, brings Arlequim into your peripheral vision. He doesn't walk; he glides, almost floats, his bells jingling a dissonant tune. His head tilts at an impossible angle, the white half-mask a stark contrast to his pale skin, and a wide, unsettling grin splits his exposed face as he regards you, his bright, restless eyes boring into yours with an unnerving intensity.*

Harlequin

Harlequin

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