Trinais

Divine Hijinks

GPS says 4 minutes.

Parry's phone buzzed instantly with a reply.

I've got bay 3 ready. We'll have privacy. Old Aztec potion should work.

Parry scrunched up his face in distaste. Aztec potions usually had blood and dark chocolate as their two chief ingredients. Everything else inside was tertiary. Still, it would do the trick for any normal supernatural. Here's hoping it'd work for an immortal like Rikive.

He was about to type a reply when Rikive took a roll off her gurney, toppling parry to the floor. With him in swim trunks and her in a two-piece bathing suit, it would've been a laughable and embarrassing sight. There was a joke to be made, but Parry's mind was focused on the open doors behind them.

45 Miles-per-Hour doesn't seem like a high speed when you're secured inside a metal automotive. As soon as that gurney hit the semi-truck behind them and shattered into a dozen pieces, Parry was left a little speechless over what might have been if Rikive hadn't been so quick on things.

The EMTs were at a loss for words as well, both looking at each other with a "Don't look at me! I didn't do anything!" expression on their faces.

Parry gave them the benefit of the doubt on that front. If they were involved in the death of an Arachnus daemon then it could've been another entity that caused the accident. The problem was, Parry hadn't sensed anything when the gurney came loose. Parry just hugged Rikive tighter, trying to be an anchor for her so they both didn't go tumbling out the back door- which was ridiculous. Parry weighed only about 2/3 what Rikive had, thanks to her muscle mass versus his lean metrosexual look.

"Okay. Okay, that was- someone close the door please?"

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus

And question, do we just post our CS here for approval first? Also, another question, my concern from the interest check, what is the number limit on characters?

@Amaterasu

Ah, didn't realize I forgot to clarify that!

1.) Yes, please either post them here or PM them to me. I'll either approve right away or PM you with any concerns/suggested reworks I might have.

2.) I'll say a tentative limit of 2 per person, with the option to add others later at GM approval.

The Hidden People

Well. Gray is feeling incredibly welcome. He might have to go for some air to relieve himself from all those warm feelings.

@Necrophage

Parry: *Glomps Gray* Noooooooooooooooooooo! Stay, my Precious!!!!!

Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Role Play

@ViolentViolet
A number of factors, but could be boiled down to three:

1.) Time. I just didn't have enough of it to invest in long term projects and have a social life.
2.) Mental Health. I'd trigger these immense highs while writing stories, and then when I finished a draft I'd crash for days and revisiting what I wrote made it worse. Part of the reason I needed medication to function every day. For whatever reason my happy pills kill most of my creative drive too.
3.) Poor planning. I can usually write through "Act 1" with any story I worked on and then I hit a wall. Couldn't keep the plot or action moving, even when I had an outline to work with. Also, couldn't bring multiple characters to life.

Dance in the Night - A Vampire Society Role Play

@ViolentViolet
I seem to have a different take here. I don't share my stories with friends 'cause I can't handle the direct feedback very well. A lot of the stories I come up with in my head, I make threads for here to get them out and move on with my life. I gave up serious writing a while ago and now I just try to have fun.

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus RP

OOC is up!

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/80811-the-harlequins-shadow-a-supernatural-circus/ooc

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus

~~~ The Cirque of Sorrows ~~~

You came to the circus like any other spectator. How could you not, especially after everything your friends told you! A true circus, like in the movies. Tent poles and wire acts and magicians? Not at all like the modern circus your parents took you to as a child- a few animal acts and a tight rope walk in a sports arena. Overpriced popcorn and employees missing all their teeth and High School diplomas.

No, when you arrive at dusk like everyone else in your group, the place was so much more than a festival of carnies.

The tigers and wolves that walked the paths with an animal tamer would play with children like puppies and kittens. The acrobats walked on lines so thin, they might as well have been walking on air. And the magicians never did anything so mundane as pulling rabbits out of a hat or sawing a woman in half- the coat that transformed into a phoenix was so much more impressive than all that.

But what hangs over your head was the walk home. When you saw the performers fighting for their lives in the back alleys of your city. The animal tamer bound and destroyed a creature made of darkness, a mighty dragon. The acrobats moved stealthily along the rooftops as they dueled with dark shadows of humans. And the magician went toe to toe with a dark-robed figure as each summoned waves of fire and shadow-

And then you woke up. 6AM. Alarm going off.

Time to go back to work. Back to the land of the mundane office worker.

Life went ahead and played tricks on you again, making you want things in your dreams you could never have. Could never hope to have. Maybe tonigh you'll lay off the Corona before bed.

But as you pass your local diner on the way to work, you have a flash of deja vu as you spy a colorful group of individuals through the window...

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So I just finished reading "City of Glass" after re-reading "The Night Circus" last month, and I've been kicking around the idea of an otherworldly circus for a while now.

Without further ado, I give you...

~~THE HARLEQUIN'S SHADOW~~

~The Premise~

Your character is a performer in an paranormal circus. Long ago (or maybe not so long ago) you were offered a place by The Keeper as a performer.

[Keeper's Image: coming soon!]

What The Keeper offered was too tempting to pass up- immortality, power, a chance to see the world.

What The Keeper demanded in return was your servitude. For The Keeper is in a deadly game of cat-and-mouse with an ethereal rival, known only as The Harlequin. Wherever the Harlequin goes, its performers spring from the ground and gnaw on the psyches of the humans there. What the Harlequin wants and why are mysteries you might just find out, but the Keeper will not tell.

As a performer in the Circus, your immortality and power is fed on the awe and adulation of the witnesses of your acts. You must always be moving ahead, innovating, and creating new shows to sustain your power. To fail means your contract with the Keeper will be voided, and you will be returned to the mortal world- penniless, left behind during the passage of time, and vulnerable to whatever deprivations brought you to accept your contract in the first place...

Performer's CS

Name:

Sex:

Description: Picture or written; animu or real.

Date Inducted: Rather than "age," when was your character invited into the Circus by The Keeper? For reference, the Circus has been around in one form or another since the Italian Renaissance.

Role: Clown, Magician, Fortune Teller, Lion Tamer (or the Tamer's Lion, if so inclined...), what does your character do?

Offensive Power: What can your character do against the forces of the Harlequin in battle? Try to keep yourself from getting all-powerful- your character's power should be linked to the awe they inspire in the audience. If there are any problems or complications, I will PM you to discuss.

Biography: A 2-5 paragraph biography. Chiefly, why was your character inducted into the Circus? What was s/he willing to trade for this power? Did you demand something in return for your service to The Keeper?

Other: Anything you feel like adding. Orientation, nationality, nervous tics, factoids everyone should be aware of when interacting with your character.

Audition: Please post a 2-4 paragraph "audition." The subject of which should be a mundane audience member viewing your character's show in the circus. What do you do to entertain them? What sights, sounds, smells might you rely on? Have fun with this- Creativity and characterization are favored, but I'm also a Grammar Nazi so bonus points for punctuation and all that!

~~~The Rules~~~

1.) I am the Lord, thy GM. Thou shalt not have any other GMs besides me (unless duly appointed as co-GM).

2.) Thou shalt try to post more than one paragraph whenever possible.

3.) Thou shalt feel free to write in a creative and fun way, using this RP as a chance to better thyself through a fun experience.

4.) Thou shalt not call auto-hits on other characters.

5.) Thou shalt not write smut on this thread. Thou shalt take that to PM.

6.) I reserve the right to add to this list at any time.

Divine Hijinks

"Pain is good," Parry said, gripping Rikive and looking over the wound. Superficial. A scratch. But a scratch tinged with venom. "Pain means it didn't lay eggs in your bloodstream that'll hatch and eat their way out from the inside."

Nasty way to go, Arachnus demon.

Fortunately Parry could hear sirens getting closer. The ambulance for the kid in the shop were getting closer. The human doctors wouldn't be able to do anything for the venom, but there were a few other avenues they could pursue at the hospital- if they went to the right hospital in the first place. Either way, it wouldn't be a pleasant experience for Rikive if they didn't get her some help soon.

"C'mon Riki," Parry said, sheathing his own sword in the diaper bag before replacing Winterthorn as well. While Rikive could still walk, Parry didn't want to encourage the spread of the venom through excessive movement on Rikive's part. So after hooking his diaper bag securely around his shoulder, PArry lifted Rikive in a Fireman's hold and ushered her around the back of the building.

Three ambulances had answered the calls for the human boy and as a gurney was rushed in to the store, the other two vehicles started to back away. The driver on the smaller vehicle noticed Parry coming toward him with a blonde-haired woman in his arms and stopped to roll down the window.

"Hey! Hey, I got a snake bite!" He yelled through the window. "It's, uh, African Rattleback. Some kid must've got it from exotic pet store or something. She got bit on the arm. I need transport to West General."

Thankfully the EMTs didn't argue the point (probably out of fear of a lawsuit if they called Bullshit and were wrong) so they popped open the back doors and got Rikive fitted onto the gurney. One of the techs started to clean her cut and inject anti-venom (pretty useless but not harmful in this case) while Parry took a seat inside and whipped out his phone.

Lizzy. Coming your way. Arachnus sting. Will need potion ready to go please.

The Hidden People

I do think we need to come up with a definitive "This is the next stop on the plot bus" soon. Just so we can get back on the track.

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus RP

Coolness.

Unfortunately I was at comic con a bit longer than I planned to be. Will have OOC up tomorrow!