The Terrific Traveling Theatre!

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*Yeah sorry It's probably Maybe to just be alive, not half-living*

 *Oh shoot I didn’t see it, mb.*

Casey floats above her. “You seem to yearn for your pain to end…”

 "What?" she seems surprised "Well... Who in my situation wouldn't?"

 “There’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s a hefty trade. I could give you a true life.”

 "For what?"

 Casey scratches his chin. “That’s a tough one. A life is a big thing. Normally served fresh, which makes me think a good price could be your memory.”

 "But... " she stops and thinks. "Can you tell me some things after I, you know, reset?"

 Casey ponders this. “I don’t think so. Part of new life is learning new things. Besides, many people appreciate a fresh start.”

 "I just... i don't want to forget my mother."

 Casey smiles. “I’ll change the deal. Only cause my Momma was great too. After all, the first thing a new life knows is its mother. I’ll let ya remember your mom.”

 "Thank you. I'm ready now"

 Casey flips upright, his orange eye glowing brightly. He holds out his stitched hand, the scars glowing orange. “Better make sure before ya shake my hand.”

 "OI!!" Michaelangelo snarls, storming over "WHAT IN THE NINE RINGS DID I TELL YOU CASEY."

 Casey grins. “Sorry boss. Too late. She wanted this, and I helped her. She forgot about her trauma, and now she’s a livin being.”

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 "I sure hope so. I'm hoping I can give these people a taste for the theatre so that they might go to my hometown. See, my home housed one of the greatest theatres of this plane, but people lost interest and now we suffer. Most roads that lead there have been long untrod by mortal man. Perhaps your work could stoke the hearts of the people..."

 "I certainly hope so." He stubbed out the cigar "People ain't real thrilled when they find out a puppet creature been runnin' the show so I have take on a disguise to fool em.. don't feel right but whatever keeps this place running is okay with me..'

 "Heh. I understand perfectly. Some people aren't made for disguises. The outside is supposed to reflect what's within, and when it doesn't, it can hurt a bit. The lying can make it even worse."

 "I know." He smiles and stands up "Want to help me rally the troops?"

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*Yeah sorry It's probably Maybe to just be alive, not half-living*

 *Oh shoot I didn’t see it, mb.*

Casey floats above her. “You seem to yearn for your pain to end…”

 "What?" she seems surprised "Well... Who in my situation wouldn't?"

 “There’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s a hefty trade. I could give you a true life.”

 "For what?"

 Casey scratches his chin. “That’s a tough one. A life is a big thing. Normally served fresh, which makes me think a good price could be your memory.”

 "But... " she stops and thinks. "Can you tell me some things after I, you know, reset?"

 Casey ponders this. “I don’t think so. Part of new life is learning new things. Besides, many people appreciate a fresh start.”

 "I just... i don't want to forget my mother."

 Casey smiles. “I’ll change the deal. Only cause my Momma was great too. After all, the first thing a new life knows is its mother. I’ll let ya remember your mom.”

 "Thank you. I'm ready now"

 Casey flips upright, his orange eye glowing brightly. He holds out his stitched hand, the scars glowing orange. “Better make sure before ya shake my hand.”

 "OI!!" Michaelangelo snarls, storming over "WHAT IN THE NINE RINGS DID I TELL YOU CASEY."

 Casey grins. “Sorry boss. Too late. She wanted this, and I helped her. She forgot about her trauma, and now she’s a livin being.”

 He shakes with rage, the lights in the theatre flickering violently before the bulbs burst one by one. He sighs and looks up at them "No. N and O. Get it through your head! No makin' deals!"

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"I'm sure, just... a little scared" she shakes his hand slowly

 Casey grins. His orange eye glows extra bright until all that takes up her vision is the neon light. The light washes away her memories, but staining a face into her mind. The face of her mother. When the light clears, Valentine feels refreshed. Something heavy has been taken off her shoulders.

 She crumples to the ground, still conscious, and looks around confusedly. "Where am I?"

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"I'm sure, just... a little scared" she shakes his hand slowly

 Casey grins. His orange eye glows extra bright until all that takes up her vision is the neon light. The light washes away her memories, but staining a face into her mind. The face of her mother. When the light clears, Valentine feels refreshed. Something heavy has been taken off her shoulders.

 She crumples to the ground, still conscious, and looks around confusedly. "Where am I?"

 Michaelangelo looks over and sighs "Hello kid.. this is the Traveling Theatre.. You must be new.." he sends a dirty look at Casey.

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"I'm sure, just... a little scared" she shakes his hand slowly

 Casey grins. His orange eye glows extra bright until all that takes up her vision is the neon light. The light washes away her memories, but staining a face into her mind. The face of her mother. When the light clears, Valentine feels refreshed. Something heavy has been taken off her shoulders.

 She crumples to the ground, still conscious, and looks around confusedly. "Where am I?"

 “Travelin theater. Your name’s Valentine. All I can say.”

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"I'm sure, just... a little scared" she shakes his hand slowly

 Casey grins. His orange eye glows extra bright until all that takes up her vision is the neon light. The light washes away her memories, but staining a face into her mind. The face of her mother. When the light clears, Valentine feels refreshed. Something heavy has been taken off her shoulders.

 She crumples to the ground, still conscious, and looks around confusedly. "Where am I?"

 Michaelangelo looks over and sighs "Hello kid.. this is the Traveling Theatre.. You must be new.." he sends a dirty look at Casey.

 "Oh. Seems like that." she stands up.

*Question for gradius. does she still look the same?*

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"I'm sure, just... a little scared" she shakes his hand slowly

 Casey grins. His orange eye glows extra bright until all that takes up her vision is the neon light. The light washes away her memories, but staining a face into her mind. The face of her mother. When the light clears, Valentine feels refreshed. Something heavy has been taken off her shoulders.

 She crumples to the ground, still conscious, and looks around confusedly. "Where am I?"

 Michaelangelo looks over and sighs "Hello kid.. this is the Traveling Theatre.. You must be new.." he sends a dirty look at Casey.

 Casey stares deep into Michaelangelo’s eyes. A whisper is heard inside his head. Ya can’t tell her who she is. That’s breaking the deal, she’ll be punished.

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"I'm sure, just... a little scared" she shakes his hand slowly

 Casey grins. His orange eye glows extra bright until all that takes up her vision is the neon light. The light washes away her memories, but staining a face into her mind. The face of her mother. When the light clears, Valentine feels refreshed. Something heavy has been taken off her shoulders.

 She crumples to the ground, still conscious, and looks around confusedly. "Where am I?"

 Michaelangelo looks over and sighs "Hello kid.. this is the Traveling Theatre.. You must be new.." he sends a dirty look at Casey.

 "Oh. Seems like that." she stands up.

*Question for gradius. does she still look the same?*

 *She looks exactly the same, except not stitched together, and she looks a lot healthier than the average Victorian child.*

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 "Heh. I understand perfectly. Some people aren't made for disguises. The outside is supposed to reflect what's within, and when it doesn't, it can hurt a bit. The lying can make it even worse."

 "I know." He smiles and stands up "Want to help me rally the troops?"

 "Nothing would be better, boss!"

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 "Oh. Seems like that." she stands up.

*Question for gradius. does she still look the same?*

 *She looks exactly the same, except not stitched together, and she looks a lot healthier than the average Victorian child.*

 *okie.*

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 "Heh. I understand perfectly. Some people aren't made for disguises. The outside is supposed to reflect what's within, and when it doesn't, it can hurt a bit. The lying can make it even worse."

 "I know." He smiles and stands up "Want to help me rally the troops?"

 "Nothing would be better, boss!"

 "Thank you.. also, this may seem rude of me but do you mind if I ask you a favor?"

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 "Oh. Seems like that." she stands up.

*Question for gradius. does she still look the same?*

 *She looks exactly the same, except not stitched together, and she looks a lot healthier than the average Victorian child.*

 *okie.*

 "A theater. What do i do?"

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 "Heh. I understand perfectly. Some people aren't made for disguises. The outside is supposed to reflect what's within, and when it doesn't, it can hurt a bit. The lying can make it even worse."

 "I know." He smiles and stands up "Want to help me rally the troops?"

 "Nothing would be better, boss!"

 "Thank you.. also, this may seem rude of me but do you mind if I ask you a favor?"

 "If it will make the theatre better, even in the faintest, most minute respect, I will gladly accept."

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 "Oh. Seems like that." she stands up.

*Question for gradius. does she still look the same?*

 *She looks exactly the same, except not stitched together, and she looks a lot healthier than the average Victorian child.*

 *okie.*

 "A theater. What do i do?"

 “Probably nothin for now. You sit back and enjoy the show.”

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 "Oh. Seems like that." she stands up.

*Question for gradius. does she still look the same?*

 *She looks exactly the same, except not stitched together, and she looks a lot healthier than the average Victorian child.*

 *okie.*

 "A theater. What do i do?"

 “Probably nothin for now. You sit back and enjoy the show.”

 "BUt I'd like to help. Who runs this theater?"

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 "Heh. I understand perfectly. Some people aren't made for disguises. The outside is supposed to reflect what's within, and when it doesn't, it can hurt a bit. The lying can make it even worse."

 "I know." He smiles and stands up "Want to help me rally the troops?"

 "Nothing would be better, boss!"

 "Thank you.. also, this may seem rude of me but do you mind if I ask you a favor?"

 "If it will make the theatre better, even in the faintest, most minute respect, I will gladly accept."

 "I am having trouble with one of our residents, Casey. He insists on making deals with patrons and staff alike... I take pride on a place where people feel comfortable rather than feeling forced to make a deal with a child.." he sighs and rubs his temples 

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 "Thank you.. also, this may seem rude of me but do you mind if I ask you a favor?"

 "If it will make the theatre better, even in the faintest, most minute respect, I will gladly accept."

 "I am having trouble with one of our residents, Casey. He insists on making deals with patrons and staff alike... I take pride on a place where people feel comfortable rather than feeling forced to make a deal with a child.." he sighs and rubs his temples 

 Gregor recoils dramatically, a skeletal hand over his mask. "Oh, woe! How may I help with this unfortunate, misguided poltergeist?"

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 "Thank you.. also, this may seem rude of me but do you mind if I ask you a favor?"

 "If it will make the theatre better, even in the faintest, most minute respect, I will gladly accept."

 "I am having trouble with one of our residents, Casey. He insists on making deals with patrons and staff alike... I take pride on a place where people feel comfortable rather than feeling forced to make a deal with a child.." he sighs and rubs his temples 

 Gregor recoils dramatically, a skeletal hand over his mask. "Oh, woe! How may I help with this unfortunate, misguided poltergeist?"

 He sighs "That's the issue. I do not know. I am against psychically and mentally harming anyone so we can't get him to stop by force or manipulation.."

Valentine runs up and watches them talk