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Phillis Circus: Outside the Big Top

"Aight, I give up. You win! Fine!" Lute threw his arms skyward in a fit of annoyance. He was doing all he could to ensure the citizens' safety, and with the way Sammie was constantly on his case, it was as if she wanted anything but that. He made another attempt to reason with them - which Cammie too seemed to be all aboard with. Before his sister could spew out anything more, Cammie stepped up. The magician boy stood right behind Lute, cape in hand, in case he thought about leaving the area. Even if it was with good intention.

"Wait," he said.

Sammie threw her arms up the same way Lute did. "Wait!? But he's--"

"Kid, before we get back to business - could you explain to me one thing?" Cammie lowered his cape and quickly glanced over his shoulder. The animals were on the prowl, no doubt ready to charge at Lute if he so much as even moved from his spot. Tents were still aflame, but it didn't seem like any other citizens were in immediate danger. "What are you and your friends doing here? You're clearly not... evil. Do you have a vendetta against the circus or...?"

"Enough chatter! He's just trying to fool you with this whole 'Look at me, I'm relatively innocent!' thing he has going on!" Sammie screamed. Max's ears popped from her shriek, and he used his pinky to dig at his eardrums to unpop them. Amidst her screaming, Sammie readied another tool from her hat - a whip, used to 'train' Lidya. The lioness sharply lifted her head upon hearing the whip snap. Was this a cue?

"I bet you that lovely white hair of his is just a stupid wig. Just like his whole persona!" With another lash, Sammie cried out as she charged after Lute. "Max! Cover me!"

Cammie remained behind Lute, between their group and the animals. His cape was in hand, as he waited to redirect Sammie or Max should any of them miss running (or rocketing) after the virtuoso, since he was sure Lute wouldn't run away at this point. Still, he couldn't help but ponder Lute's words; if the other two performers didn't seem to need the magician boy's help, he'd do what the guilder was suggesting and work on putting out the remaining flames.


Phillis Circus: Outskirts

"The good news is we found the secretary's son! The bad news is he decided to set the place alight and now we're all public enemy number one."

Amy had been there for less than a minute, and already she wore her trademark deadpan frown. "That's lovely." As the duo continued explaining what hell was unleashed within the circus, Amy worked on treating their wounds. They look absolutely battered - and being separate from everyone else couldn't be good news either. Judging from Moira's word about the rocketman, it seemed the performers had more up their sleeves than just mere tricks. Fight-worthy abilities? No wonder Lady was...

"Amy? If anyone makes you uncomfortable in there, don't hesitate to tell us, right? I...uh... I know you don't want to be here, and... um..."

"Save it," she said. While her words were harsh, they could read gratitude in her tone. Once the finishing touches were done, Amy rose back to her feet, staff clenched tightly in hand. She and Moira were both in agreement - that they wanted to get this mess done and over with - and began rushing towards the circus as quickly as they could. Luckily the lingering citizens were sharp enough to get out of the incoming guilders' way, so their path wasn't too blockaded.

It wasn't long before they reached the gate. The smell of fire from the outer tents (now catching onto a few trees within the circus itself) wafted all the way to the circus exterior, causing Amy to glower even more. If indeed the circus was to blame for the kidnappings, then good riddance. But an out of control fire spelled more danger than it needed to.

Speaking of hot, it warmed up real quickly, real suddenly. The fires hadn't reached their location, no - but a blazing hot laser singeing the metal bars had. The crew turned around to find a patrolman on stilts nearby, although with his leg heavily bent, he could only count on his other leg to pivot himself. "H, halt there! Please! Weapons are totally against the law here... come on, please, we don't want to have to do this..."

"Stevie, they're the friggin' enemy, don't plead with them! Swords and staves, man!" Another stiltman came running from behind him, this time with a feminine voice. "Just stop them!" Another laser was fired, directly at the group of four.

The smoke from behind them had dissipated. Trixie and Xandra were still out of sights, perhaps even hidden amongst the fleeing wave of citizens (as per Stevie's guess). But now they had their eyes set on new targets.


Hahaha I would write down every weird dream I have into my journal. I haven't updated it in a while, but I've told all of them to Pacman through FB so I know where I can get them. Had another weird one today...

Hope you're feeling better super soon, Pacman! I'll post a little later today. :)

Also classes start tomorrow... Mon-Sat, but it should be lenient. I'll probably end up juggling the time I post for a while next week, but I'll do what I can to stay consistent. ^^


Phillis Circus: Big Top - Performance Ring

"Thank you thank you thank you...!" Crispin wheezed as Estelle crossed by. No she didn't break him free from the behemoth's grasp, but her interference was more than enough to distract Abram. She brought to light the kidnapping issue, which seemed to confuse Abram more than it did launch him into a defensive state. Which was... not what Crispin expected. But at least that meant that chick believed him!

Abram's grip on Crispin weakened enough for the latter to catch his breath and calm his flailing, but not yet enough to break free. So Crispin repeated what he had done to Isabella: he wrapped his hands around Abram's wrist and began to incinerate it by warming up his own hands to a dangerous degree. Abram instantly, and unknowingly, loosened his grasp further, and Crispin pushed himself away from the beast.

“Kidnap? Whatever does little girl mean?”

"Don't play dumb with us!" Crispin growled back, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "You know exactly what she's talking about!" Abram looked to Crispin next, his frown unchanging. Crispin twitched, though maintained a combative stance. These guys were good actors.

Then a new voice boomed through the tent, barely loud enough to be heard over Petra's roaring. "What is the meaning of this? Explain yourselves!"



There they were. The big guys.

Without further hesitation, Crispin dashed towards the ringmasters, his right fist burning with a fiery fury. He could end this, he could end this right now. He didn't care that there were still three other performers and a panda to deal with; the moment Vance entered the scene changed his battle strategy entirely.

"You're gonna pay!" Crispin roared, his fire burning brighter. "You're gonna pay for what you...!"

His flame was knocked out. His body, once again, had been forced to the floor. Crispin cried aloud as he landed with a thud, a weight pressing him down even further. He was too riled up however, and managed to roll himself out from the assailant's hold - until a fist was jammed into the ground beside his head, stopping him completely. Crispin looked up, and his expression dropped. "What are you...!?"

His assailant merely looked back at him with the same confusion plastered across her face.



"The audacity...! Have you no shame!?" From the back, Vance strode to the duo, his hand extended to them. Fingers bent angrily. "Nobody enters my circus and makes a mockery of my family. Nobody!"

"Hah!" Crispin angrily forced his laugh. "Hah! Hah!" He knocked over Estelle as he rose to his feet, and backed away towards the audience seating. He stopped moving once he felt his heel touch the edge of the stage. "'Enter'?? HAH! Maybe if you actually let me leave in the first place, none of this would've happened!"

Vance snarled back. "What in the name of...!?" He noticed Abram's expression, visibly upset from whatever Crispin and Estelle were spewing at him before the Phillis' intervention. The rage within Vance's tone escalated. "What lies have you been feeding them!? We welcome you into our home, we allow you to join our act, and this - you thank us with your insolence? A retaliation!? I... I fail to understand how this..." His voice began to crack. "You could have easily deserted our home of your own will! What is this mockery!?"

Crispin held his fists up, still having a bounce to his step. He still had energy yet. "Unbelievable," he muttered. His eyes shifted to Estelle's now. Pleading. "Don't listen to them."

'Is this one of your friends, Caspian?" Vance's glare shifted to Estelle, who too had risen to her feet. Facing Crispin, she prepared for another strike. Her expression betrayed her stance. "Please do not tell me you planned this assault. ...inexcusable." With one hand still extended in Estelle's direction, Vance looked next towards Abram. "Abram, how many of these fools are there?"




"Nyeeee, I got one over here!" Tammie called from the seats, looking over her shoulder to the audience with a fist raised.

Before her was Lucien, whose head lolled in a daze as his eyelids fluttered open. The image of Tammie was blurred for only a moment, but once his vision corrected itself, he could see just how in his face she really was. "Whoa," he murmured, "did you fall from heaven? Because you..."

"I already have a boyfriend, you DWEEB!" Instead of punching him again however, Tammie merely dropped him back on the floor. She then reached inside her hat. "How do you like - um - third-degree burns!? Huh!? And I don't mean setting things on FIRE like that asshole!" And from within her hat she procured... a mug. A steaming mug. Of hot coffee. "I'm gonna pour this all over ya unless you surrender!! And I'll burn your pretty clothes right off and OOH you guys are gonna pay!"
And outside, amidst the three animals surrounding their furry enemy... the bear ensnared within Elena's trunk suddenly vanished with a puff of smoke. The elephant's trunk loosened at this, feeling that there was nothing within her grasp anymore. Had she squeezed so hard that the opposing bear had...? Her trunk continually squeezed and unsqueezed at the absence of a body.


On the opposite side of the performance stage was Isabella's and Aria's battle, along with a rampaging Petra. As the bear stampeded after Isabella, in a desperate effort to knock the villain off her back, Aria clung onto her fur tightly. Isabella leaped out of the way in time, causing Petra to take a u-turn as she continued running around. Before the two could make their way after Isabella a second time, however... Aria soon found herself flying right off the bear, crash-landing onto the ground.

Atop her was... a turtle plushie in a skirt? Despite its soft texture and the tiny beads inside, the plush was as heavy as a large rock.

"Petra... Petra dear, shhh, shh... Guin's here to help..."



Having dropped her clutter of dolls to the floor, the sister ringmaster made her way after the panda bear and cooed her. The bear still jumped around and cried, but with Guinevere in her sights now, she slowly calmed down. Once it was safe enough to approach her, Guinevere did exactly that, and stroked the fur along her forearm. "There there, Petra, shhh, it's okay."

The bear had stopped her angry charging, but that didn't mean she was no longer hostile. Her roars turned to loud growls, as she looked over to where Aria was pinned. Aria was quite a distance away.

Guinevere turned to Isabella, still stroking Petra's fur - at least until the bear decided to prowl after the illusionist. "Isabella, darling, are you all right? Are you hurt?"
Yaaaa sorry guys, I fell asleep .____.
Will post in the morn asap ^^
I'll have to pass if it's longer than 1.5 hours a week. :X School aside, there's Smash this Friday, and both Borderlands plus TWDG Season 2 mid-October... so when I do have free time, I already know where it's all going >.<


Phillis Circus: Big Top - Performance Ring

Crispin wasn't entirely sure if he was glad Abram was launched into this rage or not. For one thing, it meant the man was as blind as a bull; his attacks held no strategy, as he was bent on making Crispin pay with whatever he could throw. This was good for the brawler, as he was trained to dodge heavies and, preferably, counter them. But on the other hand... it meant hot chick was in danger.

Gods! It wasn't his fault Tammie threw a freakin' panda at him! Don't punish him for what he couldn't handle, come onnnn!

Abram prepared for a his next attack, and Crispin was all but intimidated. "You know," Crispin spat. Great, another tooth. His dentist was going to hate him. "Maybe we wouldn't have had to bust your act if you didn't give us reason to!" He looked to Estelle for a moment, before returning his attention to the behemoth. Didn't seem his words were getting through, as Abram went on and threw another platform at the duo. These were smaller in size and less than heavy, as they were merely stands for the seals to perform atop - but that didn't make them any less lethal if they hit.

Both Crispin and Estelle dodged without difficulty, but now they were split apart further. Perhaps this would work in their favor?

A scream sounded off center stage. From where the brawler stood, he could easily see the halved tightrope and both girls making their way back on the ground, without losing sight of Abram. Not good, not good at all. That scarfed chick had helped so much keeping Isabella occupied while staying alive herself. Now with them on the ground, especially with Petra getting back to her feet... it was five on three.

Petra wasted no time in charging after Aria, though she limped and staggered as she ran.

Abram readied himself for another attack. Crispin twitched his lips at this as he began running around the stage's perimeter, distancing himself further from Estelle while simultaneously moving towards Abram's side. Just like the girl said, they had to stay focused. Take care of what's on hand first. If the duo could make a pincer attack during Abram's rage, or if one of them (probably him, most likely him) could distract the tamer while the other closed in... they could take Abram's wrath out of the equation.

But Tammie went on and thew the whole thing off course.

"Take this, meanie!"



The girl lunged at him from behind, knives in hand. No doubt the 'darts' that were used in practices with her hat pre-shows. Crispin whirled around just in time to catch her coming straight at him, blades poised to dig into his face. This girl - her klutziness did not betray her killer intentions in the slightest. The brawler merely grimaced at this and punched her back.

Tammie was jabbed right on her hands, the brass knuckles knocking the blades clean out of her grip, though the force of the punch sent the girl flying backwards where she had come from. She landed smack in the middle of a row of seats, a hair's width away from crashing her head onto a seat.

In her daze she managed to catch a certain someone lying beneath the seats nearby her. Tammie pouted. Wasn't this guy with the two that were fighting her Maxie-Moo right now? Nooo he totally was! She couldn't forget how girly his garb was.

Once she was stable enough to stand back on her feet, she brought Lucien up along with her, holding him by his shoulders. Then she started to shake him, violently. "Hey! Heeey! We're in the middle of a fight! What do you think you're doing, hiding back here!?" Before the boy could even react to her, she then slapped him as well.

And as the fights continued to escalate further and further, the back curtains suddenly fluttered open. Amid all the chaos reigning within the big top, the two ringmasters stepped out. Anger warped their expressions as they watched their own beloved Isabella, Abram, and Tammie engaged in their own battles. Two animal plushes - a poodle and a blackbird - fell from Guinevere's bundle within her arms. Their surroundings were much too loud for them to be noticed immediately.




Phillis Circus: Outskirts

Just when Trixie thought she finally had the little bugger, it scampered away! Like a cowardly bug. Before Trixie could give chase however, she suddenly found herself knocked back onto the ground. Whatever had crashed on top of her wasn't all that heavy, but that didn't mean there wasn't any pain. Trixie yelped out, nearly dropping her guns, but clung onto them tightly. Too many times had something unaware caused her to become disarmed - she'd probably have to start gluing them to her hands at this rate.

She wriggled from underneath the half-body, and met with difficulty as the legs fought to keep her pinned down. Thanks to Trixie's tiny stature though, she managed to squirm into a cranny beneath Poppy's booty and fling herself out. She couldn't stand herself up right away though, as the pain that came with having one's back squashed had all but subsided. But at least she got that weird gal in her sights now...!

Wait that was just a pair of legs though. What? So that means the rest of her was still roamin' around out there! Trixie aimed her guns at the legs as they stood themselves up, ready to unleash a barrage of bullets!

Until she heard Xandra crying out. Trixie was too submerged within the fog to see her partner or the laser beams, but she could only guess what direction they were in. Xandra needed her help - and she needed Xandra's just as much.

"Yaaaa!" Trixie called aloud, her voice trumping all the other sounds in the area. As the legs made their way towards Trixie again, she quickly flung a bomb in its direction: a little mechanical potato-shaped critter named Yam. And it burst on the legs upon impact - not a genuine explosion, but rather a splat! that blanketed Poppy's wandering limbs in a thick stuffing-like substance. This was meant to weigh down whoever it landed on and, Trixie hoped, keep them glued to their spot temporarily while she got the upperhand.

Which was make more noises by firing rounds and giving her spot away within the smoke. She dashed away from the legs, but was still in their range.

With Stevie's decline, Lily stood out as the tallest thing in range. And Trixie didn't hesitate to fire her guns at the watchdog's face as best as she could. A few stray bullets pelted her visor here and there, leaving negligible dents - which was more than enough to catch her attention. Lily began firing lasers at Trixie's location at once. The agile prankster jumped out of the way with ease and continued her rapidfire.

She could only hope this gave Xandra enough time to recover.


Phillis Circus: Outside the Big Top

"Wait, stop!" Lute cried out as both boys stumbled. Cammie hesitated upon the virtuoso's command, and in an instant, Lute was charging off after the other animals. After the collapsing tents. After the screaming citizens. He wasn't going back inside after all, which left Cammie sighing in relief, but...

He bit his lips. This was going wrong, so so wrong. All because that brat decided to set their stage aflame. Why on earth would he do such a thing? What could possibly be his motivation? Oh, he was too contemplative for his own good; Cammie gave chase after Lute - not to chase him down, but rather to get to the animals as well.



This left Sammie raging even more. "What do you think you're doing!?" Whether that was directed to Cammie, Lute, or both was unclear; before Sammie could follow up, she was suddenly swept into the sky...!

"Hey honey! You okay, boo?"

"You... fucking... dumbass!!" Sammie waved her arms frantically as she soared into the air with Max, of all people. "He's getting away! You're letting him get away!! Ugh, Magis have mercy on your soul cuz I sure as hell won't!!"



With no one to ride or guide her, Elena the elephant was left alone. With a huff, she merely glanced around her surroundings. Her animal friends fought among an outsider, scaring off citizens who had no place to run. Two other guilders were in the distance as well, with tents nearby them going up in flames. The circus' own Cammie was also running after another citizen that was standing before her moments ago.

Elena too stampeded after the animals. Closing in after both Cammie and Lute.



The magician quickly took notice of this and - "Watch out!" - pounced on Lute, knocking both boys out of harm's way as Elena pressed onwards, stomping with her mighty feet. They would've been shredded in an instant.

Cammie grunted before pushing himself off the virtuoso and pressing onwards after Elena. The animalistic fight was getting out of control, and these stupid people were going to get themselves hurt! He rushed to the screaming citizens nearest him and snatched them by the collars - "This way, you dumbasses!" - and dragged them aside. They stumbled over one another as they began to run, but thankfully they began making their way to the exits. As opposed to trailing after Lute, Cammie moved on to help anyone else he could reach.

Elena, in the meantime, reached the battle brewing between the three animals. More snarling, pouncing, and clawing ensued between the three. As Lucien's raging bear slid away from Lidya and Olga, she crashed right into Elena's leg. And before it could lunge again at the two girls, it found its body tightly wrapped and lifted in Elena's trunk.

Lucien's bear was in too much of an enraged state to strategically knock itself out of Elena's grasp. Instead it writhed and roared and viciously clawed at the air in all its futility.
Hi folks! Am currently reading, then will chuck up an IC myself. Might take me a few hours to get everything done since I read slow as turtles, and my writing is not much faster xD. Thanks for bearing with me, everyone!

EDIT: Done! Sorry for the length and for how long it took for me to get a them up! ^^; But I hope everyone has fun reading and writing to them!
You had me terrified for a moment, Kei XD glad to hear it was salvageable!

I actually just got home not too long ago and am way too tired to read and write right now. 200% positive id fall asleep doing either :[. I'll post in the morning haha, I'm really sorry if this holds anyone up! ><
What what what @ wrecked computer and ps3

Good golly gee I hope you don't mean she literally wrecked them o__O
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