Gary, a purple plasmoid, is walking through the carnival, laughing to himself, when he sees Ale'ar. "Hey there, haven't seen you since we worked together! Still got my baton," he says, pulling it out of his jelly-like belly.
"Long time no see! Honestly, I barely remember you... That night is a little fuzzy."
"Same here, I'm surprised I recognized ya. And yes, quite the night. You, uh, doing good?" He doesn't really know what else to say.
"I'm doing fine. At least this job has nowhere near as few rules..." She snorts at the thought.
"That's true. Means I can have some fun! You think any rich folk are here?"
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An old human man, looking around the age of 90, hobbles into the carnival with sparkles in his clouded eyes. "My, is this the Night Carnival?"
A voice beside him speaks. It would be in his personal space, but he feels oddly comfortable with its presence.
"I think so. They've got the signs and posters and everything. Where should we go first?"
"Where is there to go?" The man looks in the direction of the voice, also not fazed by is apparent intrusion.
A short creature, looking like someone he remembers from somewhere, stands beside him.
"Well, there's the food stalls, the rides, the games, the sideshows, the big top... I mean, remember the least time you were here? They should have mostly the same stuff."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
An old human man, looking around the age of 90, hobbles into the carnival with sparkles in his clouded eyes. "My, is this the Night Carnival?"
A voice beside him speaks. It would be in his personal space, but he feels oddly comfortable with its presence.
"I think so. They've got the signs and posters and everything. Where should we go first?"
"Where is there to go?" The man looks in the direction of the voice, also not fazed by is apparent intrusion.
A short creature, looking like someone he remembers from somewhere, stands beside him.
"Well, there's the food stalls, the rides, the games, the sideshows, the big top... I mean, remember the least time you were here? They should have mostly the same stuff."
The old man looks at the creature as if he remembers nothing. "I've never been here before. But the sideshows sound like fun, what's to see there?"
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The small being leads the old man through the carnival, seemingly a little lost itself. It appears to only have a vague idea of the carnival's layout. Still, it doesn't take too long before...
"Here we are!"
At least 20 sideshows wait before them, all of them bizarre. The Pickled Punk Museum, the Anatomy Exhibit, the House of Horrors, the 10-in-1 shows, and all sorts of strange and provocative shows are being called out and held in tents.
"I've got a couple tokens. Where should we go first?"
What catches the old man's eye?
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Gary, a purple plasmoid, is walking through the carnival, laughing to himself, when he sees Ale'ar. "Hey there, haven't seen you since we worked together! Still got my baton," he says, pulling it out of his jelly-like belly.
"Long time no see! Honestly, I barely remember you... That night is a little fuzzy."
"Same here, I'm surprised I recognized ya. And yes, quite the night. You, uh, doing good?" He doesn't really know what else to say.
"I'm doing fine. At least this job has nowhere near as many rules..." She snorts at the thought.
"That's true. Means I can have some fun! You think any rich folk are here?"
"I honestly don't know. Probably? Anyways, I gotta keep walking the beat. You wanna come?" She begins to walk down the central lane.
The small being leads the old man through the carnival, seemingly a little lost itself. It appears to only have a vague idea of the carnival's layout. Still, it doesn't take too long before...
"Here we are!"
At least 20 sideshows wait before them, all of them bizarre. The Pickled Punk Museum, the Anatomy Exhibit, the House of Horrors, the 10-in-1 shows, and all sorts of strange and provocative shows are being called out and held in tents.
"I've got a couple tokens. Where should we go first?"
What catches the old man's eye?
"Oh, the House of Horrors looks like fun. You know, I used to love taking Margie out to see those drive-in horror flicks when we were young." He snickers, starting to make his way over to the sideshow.
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
The small being leads the old man through the carnival, seemingly a little lost itself. It appears to only have a vague idea of the carnival's layout. Still, it doesn't take too long before...
"Here we are!"
At least 20 sideshows wait before them, all of them bizarre. The Pickled Punk Museum, the Anatomy Exhibit, the House of Horrors, the 10-in-1 shows, and all sorts of strange and provocative shows are being called out and held in tents.
"I've got a couple tokens. Where should we go first?"
What catches the old man's eye?
"Oh, the House of Horrors looks like fun. You know, I used to love taking Margie out to see those drive-in horror flicks when we were young." He snickers, starting to make his way over to the sideshow.
The creature pays the entry fee with large black tokens and walks alongside the old man. The two of them don't seem to have any sort of guide through the house of taxidermied creatures and dusty furniture.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The small being leads the old man through the carnival, seemingly a little lost itself. It appears to only have a vague idea of the carnival's layout. Still, it doesn't take too long before...
"Here we are!"
At least 20 sideshows wait before them, all of them bizarre. The Pickled Punk Museum, the Anatomy Exhibit, the House of Horrors, the 10-in-1 shows, and all sorts of strange and provocative shows are being called out and held in tents.
"I've got a couple tokens. Where should we go first?"
What catches the old man's eye?
"Oh, the House of Horrors looks like fun. You know, I used to love taking Margie out to see those drive-in horror flicks when we were young." He snickers, starting to make his way over to the sideshow.
The creature pays the entry fee with large black tokens and walks alongside the old man. The two of them don't seem to have any sort of guide through the house of taxidermied creatures and dusty furniture.
The old man steps into the house, at first looking at the taxidermied creatures with curiosity. After a bit of perusing, he looks back at the creature. "I just realized I never asked your name. I'm Lucas, and you are?"
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The old man steps into the house, at first looking at the taxidermied creatures with curiosity. After a bit of perusing, he looks back at the creature. "I just realized I never asked your name. I'm Lucas, and you are?"
"Bernard." It seems particularly interested in the Fiji Mermaid collection.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
I am roma aethos, a mage with an arcane mark. (it's excess magic in your appearance. Her hair floats)
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A dusky twilight-purple tiefling strides up to the gate, moon-yellow eyes looking wide around in surprise as they stride into the boundaries of camp, shouldering what looks like a heavy pack. They walk into the middle of the circus, gawking at the attractions and pulling down their hood. Well I suppose this will work as good as anywhere, I wonder if they have a ringmaster?
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
"That's true. Means I can have some fun! You think any rich folk are here?"
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*Dreams are made on this very night*
*hoooooly crap this looks cool*
An old human man, looking around the age of 90, hobbles into the carnival with sparkles in his clouded eyes. "My, is this the Night Carnival?"
A purple plasmoid appears in a puff of blue mist about two feet in front of him. "Yeah!"
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A voice beside him speaks. It would be in his personal space, but he feels oddly comfortable with its presence.
"I think so. They've got the signs and posters and everything. Where should we go first?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The old man chuckles, not fazed at all. "Yeah? And who might you be, sir?"
"Where is there to go?" The man looks in the direction of the voice, also not fazed by is apparent intrusion.
A short creature, looking like someone he remembers from somewhere, stands beside him.
"Well, there's the food stalls, the rides, the games, the sideshows, the big top... I mean, remember the least time you were here? They should have mostly the same stuff."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The old man looks at the creature as if he remembers nothing. "I've never been here before. But the sideshows sound like fun, what's to see there?"
"I don't remember either. You wanna go look?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Sure!"
The small being leads the old man through the carnival, seemingly a little lost itself. It appears to only have a vague idea of the carnival's layout. Still, it doesn't take too long before...
"Here we are!"
At least 20 sideshows wait before them, all of them bizarre. The Pickled Punk Museum, the Anatomy Exhibit, the House of Horrors, the 10-in-1 shows, and all sorts of strange and provocative shows are being called out and held in tents.
"I've got a couple tokens. Where should we go first?"
What catches the old man's eye?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Nightmares come true on this very night. And that is why he is here.
A man in his early 30s is walking around carrying a poster reading 'Human Pull Piniata'. His eyes glow red, and he has a short goatee beard
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"I honestly don't know. Probably? Anyways, I gotta keep walking the beat. You wanna come?" She begins to walk down the central lane.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Oh, the House of Horrors looks like fun. You know, I used to love taking Margie out to see those drive-in horror flicks when we were young." He snickers, starting to make his way over to the sideshow.
The creature pays the entry fee with large black tokens and walks alongside the old man. The two of them don't seem to have any sort of guide through the house of taxidermied creatures and dusty furniture.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The old man steps into the house, at first looking at the taxidermied creatures with curiosity. After a bit of perusing, he looks back at the creature. "I just realized I never asked your name. I'm Lucas, and you are?"
"Bernard." It seems particularly interested in the Fiji Mermaid collection.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
I'm no longer the teifling
I am roma aethos, a mage with an arcane mark. (it's excess magic in your appearance. Her hair floats)
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Sweet dreams come true on this very night.*
A dusky twilight-purple tiefling strides up to the gate, moon-yellow eyes looking wide around in surprise as they stride into the boundaries of camp, shouldering what looks like a heavy pack. They walk into the middle of the circus, gawking at the attractions and pulling down their hood. Well I suppose this will work as good as anywhere, I wonder if they have a ringmaster?
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Gary, it's a pleasure." he extends a pseudopod in greeting.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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