Malevolent creatures of pure, shrieking evil. They were formed uncountable eons ago by "HE WHO IS NOT TO BE NAMED" out of the nightmares of children and the ravings of madmen, then vomited out of the blackest pit of hell upon an unsuspecting, peaceful world. They serve their Dark Master by spreading despair, misery and hopelessness among the human race. You will know them by their ghoulishly painted death faces, their rainments of nausea inducing
colours, and their fondness for frightening babies. They can be driven away with a Crucifix, holy water, Bible or semi-automatic shotgun.
I would rather have the Aryan Brotherhood after me than be in a roomfull of clowns.