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:0 Lovin the new character rush for next chapter.

EDIT: Writing a post!

Some 1x1s

Extremely interested in Pokemon, Yugioh, and Digimon. :) I prefer original characters to canon, but I can work with either. I'm kinda looking for something lax, like every three days or so, since I'm too knackered from class and work to manage something every day haha. PM me if you're still interested and we can work out a plot together ^^

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Sorry for causing a domino effect in skipping this round. :( I talked to Pacman a little bit ago and I'm just gonna post soon as I get home instead, since I don't have work now until Sunday again. I've been going straight to work after class Mon-Wed and haven't gotten home til 9pm or so, so it's really taken a toll on me last night haha. I think I found something better for work sched next week, but no guarantees yet.

Kei, I hope everything is all right!

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EDIT: I'll be posting asap in the morning instead, actually. Sorry guys >.<

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Phillis Circus: Big Top - Pit

That was it. Whatever these guilders were doing was perfect. Crispin couldn't really see what was going on, but he sure as heck could feel it. And it felt great. He was unaware, but both Amy and Marcus were glowing shades of green - each of them buffed with both agility and defense alike. On top of that, Marcus summoned a gale to slow down the fists as well. It was enough for Crispin to look up in time and see a jelly fist descent upon him.

And like Moira and the shark, he seemed to be swallowed, right through the fist's very center.

Until what looked like a long cylinder of jelly emerged from the top and bounced off to the side. The hand collapsed to the side in an instant, and there was Crispin, still crouched down low with his non-broken fist extended to the sky. No sizzles, no fire, just pure brute and speed. Without Marcus' buff or Amy's defense, he would not have been capable enough to land that hit.

It did cause him to hunch over and puke again, though.



Unlike Marcus, Amy casted a single spell amongst the three of them, which gave her enough time to evade the punch. However, in both slowing down the fists and assisting his friends, he left himself open for the fist's mighty crash. "Marcus!" Amy cursed under her breath, lunged after the mage as quickly as she could, and roughly pushed him out of the way. Naturally she'd dodge her own demons to ensure her safety above all others, as she was one of the more fragile members of the group defense-wise, but something overcame her. She didn't know what it was, she couldn't think of what it was, but she knew she couldn't let him take the hit. So she would in his place...!

But... she wasn't even hit. No, another gale seemed to rush overhead - not one by Marcus, but one resulting from something moving at a rapid pace. Something like the hand itself, swinging away. It suddenly flung away from the pit, with the monkey soaring after it, and into the aisle where Eric was at - effectively knocking the two boulder-like balls harassing him. Amy watched this happen overhead, before immediately going into another quick chant. Estelle was still screaming from onstage; she needed their help.

The hand that previously targeted Amy slammed right into the ground, creating a miniature crater. Its master puppeteering monkey jumped and cried out in aggression. The hand lifted itself from the ground, shook its wrist a few times, then formed into another fist, ready to pummel both Amy and Marcus at once.

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Seats

Baltimore had laid low in the meantime and constructed an invisible rope, a lasso to assist the others. As she ran off towards her injured uncle, she began crafting something else as well. She reached him soon enough. One of the giant balls rolled back from its landing spot and, without warning, bounced up into the air. It would crush them, it would crush them good!

However, Baltimore was already prepared for this. She threw what was in her hands - an invisible spear - straight at the huge plush ball. It seemed to burst with stuffing suddenly as it charged course and flew back into both the monkey and other boulder. The young girl sighed and turned to her uncle, who was in a massive amount of pain yet again. Poor Uncle Eric. If he wanted this kind of lifestyle, he wouldn't have retired.

His niece crouched beside him and hugged him tightly. She was no nurse or cleric, she couldn't help ease his pains, but at least she could show him that she was there for him. In the midst of this... a third boulder-like item rushed straight after them from the opposite direction.

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Seats (Eastern)

"Ooph... my head hurts." Trixie found herself lying between a couple of seats again, after being thrown for the umpteenth time. Her head lolled in dizziness, but she shook it off quickly, tumbling and stumbling as she rose to her feet. "J, just because I'm funsize doesn't mean you can throw me around like that!" She fumbled for the guns in her butt pocket as her vision corrected itself.

And she turned to see Moira suddenly eaten by a giant flying shark. Was she still dizzy? That's totally crazy!

Trixie unloaded rapidfire on the shark plush. "Hey! Let go of Boss, butthole!" It twitched and jittered in response to the bullets pelleting against its fabric skin; several seams were torn open from this, but it was not enough to kill the shark entirely. Enraged and still hungry for more, despite the bulge in its now expanded belly, it began flying after the prankster. She screamed at this but kept firing at it rather than fleeing.

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Onstage

Part of Guinevere wanted to smile. Part of her simply couldn't. These demons were getting what they deserved, and yet it still didn't seem like enough. There laid the biggest offender of them all, she who had both defied and taken down her brother in a fell swing.

The stage began to shake yet again. Among the throng of big plush creatures that flooded into the tent were more of those dressy porcelain dolls some of the Pride members had encountered earlier. One of them took off towards the stage immediately, running passed Moira and Syed as their attention focused on other enemies, and bypassing the distracted Lute and Aria as well. The new doll stopped at the metallic barrier Syed had set down on stage previously, and swept it up with stubby plastic fingers. It yanked it free from its holding, just like that. The black aura surrounding its body thickened even further.

"Disgusting..." Guinevere murmured from behind it, her face hidden.

This thing, this huge doll of porcelain skin and threaded copper hair and burned washcloth dress and half its face missing from a certain tent's destruction. It smiled and made the same googoo-ga giggle as those crawling along Estelle's skin.

"Truly disgusting..."

With Estelle still reeling in pain (though glowing now from Amy's spell), the doll titter-tottered her way with its new steel weapon held high.

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Muehehe, you're welcome, Pacman. I needed one too @__@. Also we really do need to see Old Boy sometime! And thanks so much for the kind words all the time, Pacman ;___; Seriously, I appreciate it so much. You yourself always continue to blow us away with your posts too, man. I especially love the setup Marcus did this round for the hands. I was really looking forward to seeing how he'd react to them! Also I think you posted a Papa Roach song before, but I didn't know you listened to them :0

Anyway I'll get started on a post now! I'll skip Trixie for this round - unless Kathi or Kei would like to go before me, then by all means. :)
EDIT: Actually I have something in mind for Trixie anyway since she's away from Lute/Aria haha, so I'll post for her as well. ^^

Buns you listen to some really interesting stuff! Half the stuff you share I've never heard before XD

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Phillis Circus: Big Top - Onstage

"Stop!" Guinevere cried out, throwing her arms to the side. Her tearful eyes and body faced Estelle now. "Stop trying to destroy my home, my friends, my family! Please, you must... stop..."

Her voice had broken - cracked, hoarse, saturated with mucus. The woman, prim and proper and pristine as she was, dropped to her knees suddenly, her back hunched over with curled fists against the ground. Blood on the stage ground became intermixed with tears both clear and colored. It was only now that her own pretty, pretty makeup was running loose. All her eye shadow, mascara, blush, foundation - the sweat and tears were too much to hold, and now they ran. Thanks to the wall Syed effectively placed between them and Guinevere, everyone on the opposite side of the stage could barely see her hunched over like this.

Guinevere's body quivered. All toys and dolls swarming the room had come to a freeze. "Everything else has been taken away from me. My parents, my home, my childhood - it's gone. It's all gone. It's not enough for you that many of us live on this circus? That keeping these fairgrounds alive is the only thing we have going for ourselves? And now my brother, my dear brother - you dare destroy the one thing I have left in this world!?" Her voice boomed with the ferocity of thunder, with the sharpness of lightning. She slammed her fists against the floor before rising to her feet suddenly, pointing an accusing finger in Estelle's direction.

"I've lost everything and yet you continue to make a mockery of my family and I!? Look, look at what you've done!" She motioned out to the audience, to where not only two of Estelle's injured friends had lied, but many of Guinevere's own. Not to mention her closest friend and companion onstage behind her, or the panda knifed down for her sake. "What makes you assailants think you ever had the right to--"

"Oh, shut the fuck up!"



Not far from behind Marcus sat Amy. Her uninjured hand curled around the staff on the floor, body and wounds glowing in gold. Glare as cold as ice, as cold as it always were. "Don't even act like you're innocent in all of this. Whiny, self-centered bitch!"

Guinevere's eyes flared up instantly, and she let out a scream - a howl, rather, more ferocious than those let out by even Lucien's own summon. The stilled toys and dolls instantly regained their black auras, thickened now, and resumed swarming about the room at a pace much more rapid than before. Many of them enlarged, hit by a sudden growth spurt, as they continued to hone in after the guilders. Those nearest to the stage, both mint and broken, rose to the airs and flew in after Estelle, Marcus, and Amy like missiles. "You will fall. Fall!"

"Not today."



The flying plushes flew back off in an instant, fluff and feathers roasted in a fire. Nearby Marcus and Amy laid Crispin, his good fist outstretched and sizzling. He had spent sometime onstage puking and whatnot from all the pain, blood, and mind-taking combined, but he was far too indignant to sit out the match if he could help it. Even if his interference wound up with him coughing and numbed again.

"Invidious bastards!"

The entire tent was sent rumbling yet again as more of the larger, slower plushes had finally made their way into the Big Top. More of those giant teddy bears in a rainbow of colors burst in one by one, their smiley faces turned to the guilders nearest them. Even with Vance gone, the porcelain army itself had not desisted; those with their mouths still in tact began screaming similarly to Guinevere's own screams, piercing the ears of whoever was closest to them.

Creatures both winged and sea-dwelling took flight. The smaller, slippery-textured creatures slithered all around the floor - newts, salamanders, snakes, lizards - at every direction, intending to clamp themselves onto any exposed heels and legs they could find. Others made to wrap themselves around unsuspecting guilders' legs like bolas, tightening with the bind of a rope. The chameleons that joined this batch turned themselves invisible before setting out.

Suddenly, Marcus, Amy, and Crispin found themselves literally thrown off stage. From behind them, three little monkey plushes had stormed onstage from an unoccupied exit, armed with a long sticky hand each. Thanks to Guinevere's rage, the hands stretched and enlarged themselves to ludicrous degrees, defying their material and structure. Guinevere screamed again, and each hand reached out over the stage, curled into a fist over each of the three thrown guilders - intending to smash down onto them.



Guinevere Boss Theme
Mascara

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In the midst of this, Trixie dashed in after her gunked friends and began to dig them out from her own mistake. "Ari, Lute, I'm so, so so so so sorry, I just... I..."

Just as the prankster freed Lute enough for him to move, she began to scream - and found herself flying back yet again, thrown by the bear Lute had knocked down earlier. Lute had surely killed it earlier, as it was immobile with stuffing pouring from its head, yet it was revitalized from Guinevere's newfound anger. Eye popping out with white stuffing bursting from torn seams, the bear once again charged at the duo. It was backed by two flying inflatable guitars. Though of course, like everything else in the tent, their ends had been sharpened like daggers.

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Eric found his area rumbling quite heavily as well. From his left and right, large ball-shaped animal plushes that had enlarged themselves even further rolled after them like boulders.

And as Moira charged her way towards the stage, one of two giant flying sharks torpedoed after her, chomping its sharpened teeth like a machine. The other made its way towards Estelle.

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locations

- Eric is in some aisle; giant boulders coming his way
- Baltimore is with Lucien, in the seating
- Trixie, Aria, and Lute are at the eastern side of the stage; teddy bear and guitars coming their way
- Guinevere is between where the above three are at and the center of the stage, with Petra beside her
- Marcus, Amy, and Crispin were on the opposite side of the stage, but have been thrown into the pit
- Estelle is onstage; giant shark coming her way
- Moira and Syed are offstage; giant shark coming Moira's way

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I guess my ooc never went through. :c Sorry for the lateness, just now got off work. I'll be pretty late tomorrow as well though not *as* late haha, just a head's up! Safe to assume it'll be a long, long week for anyone who has work? Hahaha..... hah.

EDIT: @__@ I'm writing a post right now hahaha... sorry for taking all this time ><
EDIT: Post almost done! Just wrapping up the final few paragraphs :]
edit: omg done i'm going to sleep

Discuss: have you guys seen movies that are difficult to stomach, but you watch through it all anyway? A Clockwork Orange does exactly that for me. The movie is over two hours long but the buildup/payoff is so... painstakingly perfect.

Also Music Monday, go go go



Pacman I'm not entirely sure how to feel about that video hahah

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Bollocks

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Won't be posting tonight x__x sorry everyone! And good luck with rl endeavors to everyone who needs it!