MamaSushi

The Circus Underground

@MamaSushi You can do either. Also I would say Simon is accepted. :)

@NorthernGR

Fantastic! I'm glad to be roleplaying with such a great crowd now.

The Circus Underground

@MamaSushi Go ahead and make two people if you want! Shaitarn already has twins. :)

@NorthernGR

Great, I'll get started on my second one. Should it be added to Simons or a new post?

The Circus Underground

★ Take one last look at what you're leaving behind.
'Cause there's no coming back once we go ☾

NAME

Simon 'Merveille' étoile

ABSTRACT

A peculiar girl with a golden point for knives. She's quite a Doll once you get to know her.

DETAIL

♣- Simon is able to hit moving and still targets with great precision.
♢- Has a knack for balancing items
♠- While her act only involves one person, she doesn't seem upset by it at all, although having a second opinion during some performances wouldn't hurt. The lack of 'danger' in her life led her to practice knife throwing indoors for hours on end.
♡- Easily annoyed by some people, but loyal to those who care for her.

Simon was born above a small toy shop in Northern Switzerland. She definitely has been sheltered from the world and is almost bitter because of it. Originally the only child of an ill woman and her hermit shell of a husband, the young girl was constantly babied and hidden away from the world. Along with certain health conditions, her parents were too afraid she would one day become bed-ridden or afraid of the outside world , should she ever leave on her own. The blessings having a store that could keep any child occupied was a curse once she began growing up, if anything, only prolonging her desire to get out. A certain family situation triggered her to leave however, once she packed her bags and ran off at the age of seventeen, she finally got a glimpse of the real threats outside, and realized that the idle world she conjured up in mornings by the storefronts window and evenings sneaking into her mothers library was no paradise.

A house here, a shack there, it was enough to keep the young girl hidden for awhile. After coming across the Circus, however, she believes she's found a real home for herself, and will go to any lengths to keep herself here. Her slight variety of talents are impressive to say the least, but nothing worthy of being center stage.

HOW DO YOU KNOW ADIR?

With Adir's knack for being a big brother, taking in a wandering Simon after sneaking into one of the shows wasn't a surprise. Simon only occasionally talks to him, mostly to ask about the others in their troupes and how to progress better in hopes of one day being a main act.

HOW DO YOU KNOW DUCHESS?

Simon once watched her spin away silk for an hour before running off.

The Circus Underground

@Mokley Awesome! I'm just getting off of work, I'll have an application done in an hour max.

Also, if its alright, can I make a secondary character as well? Or is it one per person?

The Circus Underground

Hey! I know this roleplay is already up and moving, but I was wondering if it was too late to send in an application for a knife thrower looking for a partner for his act? If alright to join, I can have a small application up and done by tonight. That is, of course, if the role hasn't already been filled.

Back after apparent login information was forgotten

Hey guys! I'm back!

I was on for a few weeks awhile ago, but after my account not only locked me out but refused to let me access any information as to why, I finally got it to work. I'm hoping to get back to some of the old roleplays I originally had planned, as well as join some new ones!

Riverwood Academy

I am SO sorry guys! I haven't been on RPG lately, I apologize.

Welcome to Irisvalley [A desert town inspired world]

Bump

Riverwood Academy

Chris grinned and eagerly followed the girl. "Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Chris Valentine," He said with a smile. "May I ask who you are? And no, I have no idea how things work around here. All I heard about this place is that I could come here to be with people like me." Valentine walked with his hands clasped behind his head, as if he didn't have a care in the world. As of now, he felt like he didn't have any. The running was over, but who knew what this school would hold? Sticking a crapload of super powered teenagers in a school was bound to have it's drawbacks. Especially the guys, some guys were assholes normally, assholes with superpowers had to be a bitch to deal with. "Sooo, does it get crazy around here at all? I'm sure it can't be peaceful all the time right? Bunch of cooped up super powered teens." Christopher wondered what the people would be like. There was one thing he knew for sure, this was definitely going to be interesting...

@DaDrummer676

"Hm?" He wanted a name? Her hair began turning from water to a liquid iron, each strand a strip. "Chris Valentine, wasn't that the name of like, a character? Resident Evi-- Anyways, you...can call me Dolor Oublier. Everyone just calls me doll though. You'll get used to it, trust me. I mean, you're here now, you really don't have a choice." Some part of what she said was serious, while other parts held humor. "Trust me, it gets crazy..You should see the fights! They're hilarious."

Nightfall (Closed)

Its so surreal, the first time you kill someone. For better wording, one of them. The young women couldn't help but wonder if this was all a dream. The walkers, people dropping like flies, all hell breaking loose..It seemed like a dream, a nightmare she was waiting to wake up from any moment now. No matter how harsh or terrifying it was though, or how much she prayed and cried for this to be over, Dolor had to come to terms that this wasn't something she could wake up from. Every morning felt the same; a clinging feeling in her chest, trying to keep her to whatever hard surface she slept on. A sore throat, like she was screaming through the night without realizing it, and nails, digging tightly and leaving blood, scars along her body. Every single morning. Like clockwork. Today however...Something felt off...Dolor practically gasped, her lungs filling with air in one breath. Her body lunged forward, curved, as she grabbed at her chest. Holy shit that hurt, that fucking hurt like hell, and she didn't know how to fix it...How do you fix something that was broken far before things turned to shit? Moving off the floor in the small theater, small steps led her towards a counter, turning before looking out towards the glass doors, cracked and shattered in multiple places. For now, this was a small salvation, a home...a place to rest for those who needed it. It was big enough to hold plenty of people, food was...around...Plus, with a little fix here and there, it could really turn into a shelter! As far as the culinary student was concerned, this place was large enough to become some sort of headquarters...Maybe get something goi-- Dolor froze, hearing someone, or something crackling outside, moving closer... "Fuck.." She muttered to herself, dropping to her knees and hiding as the theater doors were pushed open. God dammit.