Okay, hear me out.
I have a crackship, and I'd like to show you all the visions dancing behind my eyes.
(Screenshotted meme created by me.)
Razor's whole deal-- the essence of who she is-- is finding fun new experiences at the expense of others, causing harm for fun. "Cruelty, but also joy", as the Shifting Mound put it. She's such a terrifying threat because not only is killing easy for her, it's fun. She's having the time of her life turning you into a pile of bloody cubes.
But if you're fighting a clown-- specifically, a manifestation of entropy distilled into the shape of a clown-- a lot of that high-stakes horror-monster vibe goes out the window real quick. A moment of horror can be severely undercut by a well-placed gag, after all; a knife-wielding killer becomes a lot less threatening if they trip during the chase and land on their face.
So Clown could have the potential to be a very (un)serious thorn in Razor's side, deflecting or no-selling the repeated murder attempts and laughing in her face. The knife bounces off the balloon instead of popping it. And because Razor's cruelty is the basis of her joy, yanking the joy out from under her robs the cruelty of a lot of its potency as well.
And yet, the chase continues. Because Razor also has a habit of chasing what she finds interesting, of trying to pick it apart (in an extremely literal sense). So this ship could have the potential to be a Roadrunner and Wile E. Coyote dynamic, a perpetual motion machine of incredibly violent shenanigans.
I feel like I'm going crazy writing all this down, but I'm also thoroughly CONVINCED that there's something here with those for the eyes to see.
(And hey. If you've read this far, why not see how else I've explored the Clown's hypothetical character?)
As the would-be progenitor of this ship, I have decided to dub it "Slice of Pie".
