They laugh and give their applause. The woman looks back at you through tinted glasses that hide her eyes. "Marvelous!" applauds the mustached man.
"Thank you kindly, and that is the least you can expect." He slaps the side of his face and suddenly looks like the mustached man.
He roars with laughter, "What a handsome face you have there!"
"Thank you, I usually pick the most handsome audience member." He slaps his face again, returning to himself. He opens a palm and a picture of the women appears on it.
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
He closes his palm and waves a hand, suddenly the women feels an unseen force lifting her sunglasses "Lets see the rest of that pretty face."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*sorry, I am back now* *Dark are your chars existing members of the circus?*
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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 bar tent has been made. Several jugs line the back shelf, all labeled with various kinds of drinks, some alcoholic, others not. The sign says “FLINT AND FEDWIG’S DRINK STAND. ALL AGES ARE WELCOME” in much smaller text it says “Come to the back of you want something…different. NO MINORS”
A man in a black suit approaches the bar. He has a thick, curly mustache that hides his mouth and you see several deep, jagged scars mar what would otherwise be a quite handsome face.
He sees no one for a moment but then he sees a rat made of copper and bronze mixing drinks while chittering towards the back, where a door is
*Oops, I missed that.*
He watches it, curiosity filling his eyes. Then he clears his throat, "Excuse me..."
The rat chitters before pointing to a sign “In the event that I am not here fedwig is in charge. He currently cannot speak so he will write his responses on a chalkboard.” He uses his tail to write his letters “What do ya want?”
"Hm, is there anything that stands out in particular? What do you think I'd like?"
“We got mead, wine, beer, champagne, coffee, tequilas. We can mix custom too.”
"Are you able to taste them?"
“Yep. According to flint I’m an alcoholic. But I can’t get drunk.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They laugh and give their applause. The woman looks back at you through tinted glasses that hide her eyes. "Marvelous!" applauds the mustached man.
"Thank you kindly, and that is the least you can expect." He slaps the side of his face and suddenly looks like the mustached man.
He roars with laughter, "What a handsome face you have there!"
"Thank you, I usually pick the most handsome audience member." He slaps his face again, returning to himself. He opens a palm and a picture of the women appears on it.
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
He closes his palm and waves a hand, suddenly the women feels an unseen force lifting her sunglasses "Lets see the rest of that pretty face."
Her smile falters and the scar faced man starts to rise in protest but he is quelled by her gloved hand.
You pull aside the glasses and her true gaze can be seen. Two small candle sized flames flicker where her eyes should be. Ashen pits with small pinpricks of fire. They have a hypnotic effect, it is hard to tear your gaze from her flaming one.
They laugh and give their applause. The woman looks back at you through tinted glasses that hide her eyes. "Marvelous!" applauds the mustached man.
"Thank you kindly, and that is the least you can expect." He slaps the side of his face and suddenly looks like the mustached man.
He roars with laughter, "What a handsome face you have there!"
"Thank you, I usually pick the most handsome audience member." He slaps his face again, returning to himself. He opens a palm and a picture of the women appears on it.
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
He closes his palm and waves a hand, suddenly the women feels an unseen force lifting her sunglasses "Lets see the rest of that pretty face."
Her smile falters and the scar faced man starts to rise in protest but he is quelled by her gloved hand.
You pull aside the glasses and her true gaze can be seen. Two small candle sized flames flicker where her eyes should be. Ashen pits with small pinpricks of fire. They have a hypnotic effect, it is hard to tear your gaze from her flaming one.
The air genasi's grin falls for a moment before picking back up, the glasses float to his open palm as he holds it out "You have beautiful eyes. Hypnotizing." He leans over to the man and whispers "Was that too much?"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
“Yep. According to flint I’m an alcoholic. But I can’t get drunk.”
"An alcoholic automaton?" He says with a bemused expression, twisted by scar tissue. "What is your favorite? I'll have that."
“Ah. A martini. I have ya one in a jiffy.” A few minutes later he’s pouring the drink and sliding it over “First drink’s on the house.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
He closes his palm and waves a hand, suddenly the women feels an unseen force lifting her sunglasses "Lets see the rest of that pretty face."
Her smile falters and the scar faced man starts to rise in protest but he is quelled by her gloved hand.
You pull aside the glasses and her true gaze can be seen. Two small candle sized flames flicker where her eyes should be. Ashen pits with small pinpricks of fire. They have a hypnotic effect, it is hard to tear your gaze from her flaming one.
The air genasi's grin falls for a moment before picking back up, the glasses float to his open palm as he holds it out "You have beautiful eyes. Hypnotizing." He leans over to the man and whispers "Was that too much?"
She nods silently and waits a moment before reaching for her glasses.
"You could learn a little more tact," mutters the man.
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
He closes his palm and waves a hand, suddenly the women feels an unseen force lifting her sunglasses "Lets see the rest of that pretty face."
Her smile falters and the scar faced man starts to rise in protest but he is quelled by her gloved hand.
You pull aside the glasses and her true gaze can be seen. Two small candle sized flames flicker where her eyes should be. Ashen pits with small pinpricks of fire. They have a hypnotic effect, it is hard to tear your gaze from her flaming one.
The air genasi's grin falls for a moment before picking back up, the glasses float to his open palm as he holds it out "You have beautiful eyes. Hypnotizing." He leans over to the man and whispers "Was that too much?"
She nods silently and waits a moment before reaching for her glasses.
"You could learn a little more tact," mutters the man.
He nods "Hard to have tact when you've lived on the streets. I'll try." He floats back to the stage and with several waves of his hand all the candles in the room were snuffed out, leaving a soft light illuminating the air genasi "My name is Aang the magician, I hope you enjoyed the sneak peak of my show."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*whimsy with a touch of dark undertones, like, fun and games but not afraid to be a little weirdnstuff. *
*weird enough to have a man who trains grubs to do tricks?*
*totally. Would you like to rp the joining process or be an existing member*
*rp.*
a man is looking for the ringmaster, grinning wildly. his teeth are missing, replaced with wriggling maggots
*Around what age, what species?* The ringmaster, a wily fox-fey with a top hat and snazzy outfit decorated with card suits, is preforming card tricks
*wood elf, 200ish*
"hallo, sah. ma baybes want a taste o th show biz, an ah reckond tha this was th place t go"
*so abt 20?* "Speak up, sir."
*no, 200*
"ma baybehs want a taste o th show biz, an ah reckond tha this was th place t go!"
*he has a cockney accent*
*But wood elves live to like 750 which means a human year is like 10 to them* "Your... worms?"
*i guess, if you go by lifespan. if you go by age of maturity, its 36*
"mah grubs!"
"Similar. I suppose you could do something with your grubs. People enjoy looking at gross and unusual things." they try not to look at the grubs
*I've decided that they haven't replaced his teeth, but there's a few under his skin*
"GROSS AND UNUSUAL!?!?!? THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL AND TALENTED!!!!!!"
he appears to be very angry and offended
"Oh, I know! I'm just saying that most people haven't seen maggots performing before." they cover quickly
"hmph."
the larvae have gathered into a couple of humanoid swarms and are showing off their acts
*note: the larvae are, in fact, his biological kids*
*?* "Impressive."
*he lays eggs. larvae hatch from the eggs.*
a few giant grubs come out. one of them is swinging on a nearby trapeze, and another is doing complex math problems on a chalkboard. some swarms are ballroom dancing, juggling, or doing slapstick. all of them are extremely good at what they're doing
"This will be a great act." they smile. "You're in"
“Yep. According to flint I’m an alcoholic. But I can’t get drunk.”
"An alcoholic automaton?" He says with a bemused expression, twisted by scar tissue. "What is your favorite? I'll have that."
“Ah. A martini. I have ya one in a jiffy.” A few minutes later he’s pouring the drink and sliding it over “First drink’s on the house.”
His mustache shifts a bit to indicate a smile, "First and only," he says before taking a drink.
It’s good. REALLY good. Almost scary that such an amazing drink was made by a rat. An automotonical rat at that.
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
She laughs and her asbestos gloved hands clap, "A perfect likeness!"
He closes his palm and waves a hand, suddenly the women feels an unseen force lifting her sunglasses "Lets see the rest of that pretty face."
Her smile falters and the scar faced man starts to rise in protest but he is quelled by her gloved hand.
You pull aside the glasses and her true gaze can be seen. Two small candle sized flames flicker where her eyes should be. Ashen pits with small pinpricks of fire. They have a hypnotic effect, it is hard to tear your gaze from her flaming one.
The air genasi's grin falls for a moment before picking back up, the glasses float to his open palm as he holds it out "You have beautiful eyes. Hypnotizing." He leans over to the man and whispers "Was that too much?"
She nods silently and waits a moment before reaching for her glasses.
"You could learn a little more tact," mutters the man.
He nods "Hard to have tact when you've lived on the streets. I'll try." He floats back to the stage and with several waves of his hand all the candles in the room were snuffed out, leaving a soft light illuminating the air genasi "My name is Aang the magician, I hope you enjoyed the sneak peak of my show."
The man puts his arm around the candle eyed woman and they sit back to watch the rest of the show.
The man puts his arm around the candle eyed woman and they sit back to watch the rest of the show.
Once the show is finishes Aang walks off stage and into the crowd as people leave, sitting in the back row. Tossing a dagger in-between his hands, on rare occasion cutting a finger slightly. He waves at the couple as he thinks of what he should do for his next show.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"An alcoholic automaton?" He says with a bemused expression, twisted by scar tissue. "What is your favorite? I'll have that."
“Ah. A martini. I have ya one in a jiffy.” A few minutes later he’s pouring the drink and sliding it over “First drink’s on the house.”
His mustache shifts a bit to indicate a smile, "First and only," he says before taking a drink.
It’s good. REALLY good. Almost scary that such an amazing drink was made by a rat. An automotonical rat at that.
"Mighty fine drink you've made."
“Thank you. What is your name my scarred friend?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The man puts his arm around the candle eyed woman and they sit back to watch the rest of the show.
Once the show is finishes Aang walks off stage and into the crowd as people leave, sitting in the back row. Tossing a dagger in-between his hands, on rare occasion cutting a finger slightly. He waves at the couple as he thinks of what he should do for his next show.
The couple approach you after the show. The woman smiles and speaks, "I just thought I'd stop by and let you know that there are no hard feelings. It's a part of show business."
He closes his palm and waves a hand, suddenly the women feels an unseen force lifting her sunglasses "Lets see the rest of that pretty face."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*sorry, I am back now*
*Dark are your chars existing members of the circus?*
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
“Yep. According to flint I’m an alcoholic. But I can’t get drunk.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Her smile falters and the scar faced man starts to rise in protest but he is quelled by her gloved hand.
You pull aside the glasses and her true gaze can be seen. Two small candle sized flames flicker where her eyes should be. Ashen pits with small pinpricks of fire. They have a hypnotic effect, it is hard to tear your gaze from her flaming one.
*I think so. Did I miss something?*
"An alcoholic automaton?" He says with a bemused expression, twisted by scar tissue. "What is your favorite? I'll have that."
The air genasi's grin falls for a moment before picking back up, the glasses float to his open palm as he holds it out "You have beautiful eyes. Hypnotizing." He leans over to the man and whispers "Was that too much?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Ah. A martini. I have ya one in a jiffy.” A few minutes later he’s pouring the drink and sliding it over “First drink’s on the house.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
She nods silently and waits a moment before reaching for her glasses.
"You could learn a little more tact," mutters the man.
His mustache shifts a bit to indicate a smile, "First and only," he says before taking a drink.
He nods "Hard to have tact when you've lived on the streets. I'll try." He floats back to the stage and with several waves of his hand all the candles in the room were snuffed out, leaving a soft light illuminating the air genasi "My name is Aang the magician, I hope you enjoyed the sneak peak of my show."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"thank you. where are our quarters?"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
It’s good. REALLY good. Almost scary that such an amazing drink was made by a rat. An automotonical rat at that.
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*do we have a fortune teller yet?*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
The man puts his arm around the candle eyed woman and they sit back to watch the rest of the show.
"Mighty fine drink you've made."
Once the show is finishes Aang walks off stage and into the crowd as people leave, sitting in the back row. Tossing a dagger in-between his hands, on rare occasion cutting a finger slightly. He waves at the couple as he thinks of what he should do for his next show.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Thank you. What is your name my scarred friend?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The couple approach you after the show. The woman smiles and speaks, "I just thought I'd stop by and let you know that there are no hard feelings. It's a part of show business."
"Pernette, John Pernette, maestro of the singing gators."