Nightmare Circus: Attractions
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				Title: <strong>Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 02:06:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>9:00 P.M<br>Thirty minutes until the circus starts</em><br><br><span style="font-size: 15pt;" class="bbc_size">Act One</span></div><br>Just hidden behind the circus tent a group of soon to be audience members look through the massive onslaught of attractions while they wait for the show to begin. Screams often sound from the back of the tent from startled people who can’t take the sight they just witness. Some people after having paid a twenty dollar fee and exploring the attractions, suddenly bolt without so much of asking for a refund and half of them are men who thought they could handle this circus. Not for the faint of heart or people who can’t take a scare. A couple people take off running from behind the circus, screaming in a loud pitch as a dog with no head cases them from the attractions. Another group take off shortly after seeing the creature, but still people linger and if the circus is lucky, they’d capture more visitors. When the clock strikes midnight, anyone still in the tent will be part of Circus Nightmare. <br><br>Rows of different kind of gruesome games one side of the attractions, while the other has different scares. The games that are played appear rather harmless and gross. <em>Zombie Brains! Zombie Brains!</em> is a favorite among the visitors. Humans love stuffing their hands into the fake zombie head and trying to pull out the eyes without bothering the brain or what’s left of the farcical features., like a gross version of the Operation game. Another game is <em>Bite Me</em> which is a shooting game where human figures pop up and a bat shaped shooter as to nail them, biting them in the neck, so to speak. <em>Hell</em> is a throwing game where a stick figure of what humans think of as demons [small red creatures, horns and a pitchfork] have to be fed souls which look like little wavy white smiling ghosts. Many other games are gross or creepy and the prizes are nothing to grin at. Real shrunken human heads, pet cockroach, coffin key chains with blood dripping down the sides and many other prizes that people wish they could avoid winning.<br><br>On the other side of the game era are a row of other attractions. Among them is the <em>House of Death</em> is a haunted house attraction where brainless zombies, not like Russell, just might devour your brain if you’re unlucky enough to be caught by one of them or run into the group. Zombies aren’t the only thing that someone has to be afraid of, they’re only one of few creatures that stalk the <em>House of Death</em>. Incubus and succubus have leered humans into the dark parts of the haunted house and while some humans are willing to have sex in a screaming haunted house attraction, most will try to call for help and push the demons off of them. Poor humans never have a chance against them and most only savagely raped and then killed, their soul being devoured by the demons before waiting for the next meal to arrive. Hell hounds wonder around in search for humans to cure. If you see a Hell hound three times, you’re going to die. They bring bad luck where every they go and their howl can be heard for miles, a sound that no one can mistake since it sounds like a mix between human and dog. The <em>House of Death</em> doesn’t have too many creatures roaming around the blood stained walls with random scary stuff pop out at you. It’s just like any haunted house if you look past the thought of actually dying. <br><br>Another attraction right beside the <em>House of Death</em> is the <em>Creep and Crawly</em> a small rollercoaster road where foolish humans don’t pay attention to the name of the ride and there is no way out once on it. As the coaster turns into a tunnel, all kinds of bugs are dropped from the top and rain down on the humans, who scream until the four minute ride is up. <br><br>The <em>Tunnel to Hell</em>, which is a horror theme ride of the Tunnel of Love. The water is boiling lava and one wrong step could be deadly. The boat somehow stands the boiling lavas as it glides across it as though it were water. The boat is coffin shaped instead of a swan. <br><br><em>Maze of Mirror</em> has been a famous attraction since it first started and people always come back for more. All you see if yourself in a room filled with mirrors and the constant hitting into glass as you try to figure out your way through the maze. Screams often echo as some get frustrated enough to go insane while others stumble upon corpses of those that never found their way out.<br><br>Many other rides and screams are around the circus and every minute at least one person screams at the top of their lungs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 03:04:31</strong>
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				Alicia's brown eyes scanned around at the attractions that sat before her. There were games and rides, and up ahead the big top loomed waiting for them to enter and the show to begin. This was nothing new to her. She had gone to circuses since she was a little girl. She loved the scene the bustel of the crowds, the smiles and joy...seemed to be replaced with screams and fear.&nbsp; There did seem to be something very odd about this circus.&nbsp; The terrified screams that echoed in the background sent cold shivers down her spine. <br>She hugged her arms tightly against her chest causing creases in her purple top. <br><br>She sighed and slowly she started to move looking past the games. She could see a small group of people gathered around to play them. Where see was used to seeing people playing darts with balloons, and duck pound. There were gross games of Zombie brains, and Where there should have been large stuffed animals and inflated balloons of helium there were more macabre bizarre prizes displayed to be won. She walked past the games. She lacked the coordination to be any good at such things, plus she had heard that most games like this were rigged. <br><br>She looked at the other attractions a haunted house most likely&nbsp; filled with animatronic contraptions that jumped out at couples in the dark, but in a place like this she wasn't sure and with the screams she was hearing. She didn't really want to chance it. Beside that a roller coaster, she walked past it for now though it looked fun, she would come back later if there was time. There was a river boat ride that looked&nbsp; odd, and not romantic at all like it was supposed to. Then she saw it the attraction she wanted to try. The hall of mirrors. It was her favorite, and her sense&nbsp; of direction she had always been good at it.<br><br>She wondered in behind some others who were laughing and talking as if everything was normal. She stepped into the dimly lit hall and stared at her reflection which multiplied a hundred fold on the mirrors surface. It seemed the scariest to her, that she had to face herself the whole time she was here. As she stared into her dark brown eyes, she lost sight of the other couple that&nbsp; she had followed in. Now it was just her multiplied. She moved her hands out touching the cold glass surface then she slowly started to make her way through the maze. The quietness was starting to unnerve her so she started to whistle&nbsp; a soft tune to make herself feel braver. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 04:44:39</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Aaron Jamison was your average 21 year old male. He went to university so that he could study to be a history teacher at the high school level. He was fairly tall, had light brown hair, deep brown eyes, and a vaguely bored expression his face. Unlike most people his age he felt oddly tired and old, perhaps it had something to do with the fact that his parents had died in a car accident when he was very young. He had raised himself from the time he was 8 to the age of 21 so he figured that was the cause of his weariness.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Aaron didn’t care much for circuses but had heard that this “Nightmare Circus” just might be interesting.&nbsp; He highly doubted that he would be amused however seeing as he hadn’t actually been easy to entertain, even as a child. He found himself facing the maze of mirrors and thought it would be worth a shot. He entered the dim lit corridors and found himself staring into multiple reflections.&nbsp; He had quite a feeling of unease for he had always hated looking into mirrors because he believed they reflected all of the negative qualities of a person. Slowly he strolled along the corridor staring into his own deep brown eyes seeing reflected all of his worst qualities.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His heartbeat began to quicken as he was faced with the darker aspects of himself and his legs began to move. He was racing along the maze trying to escape his inner demons. His mind was racing as was his heart. <em>I have got to get out of here this place is the worst place I’ve ever been!</em> This thought raced through his mind as he continued his dash. Suddenly he saw a young woman in front of him and was relieved at the sight of someone other than himself “hello?” he said to the woman (Alicia)<br>
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 06:27:05</strong>
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				Alicia's hand moved along the cold smooth surface of the mirrors. Turning this way, no bump. The reflections where somewhat disorienting even to her after a while. She stared down at herself brown eyes as she moved. her pace quickening, but she didn't panic. Doing so would only cause it to be harder to get out<br><br>She turned&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;her headand looked curiously&nbsp; she thought she had heard someone. A voice echo down the mirror halls. At first she caught a reflection of him in the corner of her eyes. Then she saw from whom the reflection came from. She wouldn't mind company, and in fact they might get&nbsp; out of here faster if they worked together.<br><br>" Hey," She called back to him. " you having fun?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 07:00:43</strong>
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				Aaron quickly caught up to the girl as she called back to him a slight smile etched itself across his face. "Ah.......that depends upon what you would call fun" he simply remarked looking around the hall of mirrors around them. Now that there was another standing here with him the dark and demented reflections he was seeing seemed to fade and only a normal reflection gleamed back at him. "My name is Aaron it's a pleasure to meet such a beautiful young woman such as yourself" he stated casually hoping he sounded somewhat approachable. Though he was a somewhat detatched individual he still craved some form of human companionship.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 07:41:38</strong>
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				The Maze of Mirrors resonated with the horrified screams of a couple that had bravely ventured into the labyrinth, and birthing from those screams came a rhythmic sound. If one listened, it sound like the squeak of a chew toy or rubber ducky, gradually rising in volume until it seemed to swirl about the two new visitors (Alicia and Aaron) that had stumbled into their curiosity. The squeaks grew louder and louder until it was a near deafening vexation, echoing off the mirrors, echoing in one’s mind until after five seconds the sound abruptly ceased.<br><br>Standing within the corridor of the maze was a rather black and white individual—though the dark blood that stained the front of his white tank and glistened off his neck was a contradiction. He stood with a unicycle resting on the back of his shoulders as his eyes observed the two like golden rings beaming from the black voids of his sockets. His face was painted white with dark, raccoon circles over his lazy eyes and the etchings of wicked teeth zigzagging his mouth. His face was pink with the blood that stained the white tank that was thin enough to reveal the soft ripples of an able-bodied abdomen beneath. Red suspenders clung to black and white striped pants that fell over the fuzzy heads of two teddy bears with black buttons for eyes and Xs for mouths. The source of the horrid squeak was found.<br><br>The clown that stood before these visitors slowly blinked his eyes, revealing to them that he was no illusion manifested by the mirrors around them. “Hi,” he greeted calmly before he shrugged his shoulders and with his left hand lowered the unicycle upon the floor. Once it was erect, he sat upon the black leather seat that was situated comfortably beneath his ass. His legs spread wide at first to balance himself and to act as the way he normally sat. Beyond that painted chain-chomp grin, the clown’s lips pulled into a smirk as he used his left hand once more, fingers curling into his palm as his thumb indicated over his shoulder, the corridor behind him. “I don’t mean to ruin your fun, but I marked the correct path through this maze. Just follow my trail upon the floor. ‘Don’t want my guests getting lost,” he informed before his lips split into a cheerful smile despite the blood that blushed them. “You guys need to come see my show.”<br><br>The smile immediately left his face as his legs closed and his feet settled upon the black pedals of his cycle. He started wheeling past the young, assumed couple as the tire left a red trail. For every rotation of his pedals, there was a tune that emitted, which sounded similar to the Pop Goes the Weasel song. It was unknown where the tune could be coming from for the unicycle didn’t seem equipped with a music box. As soon as the <em>Pop! Goes the Weasel!</em> part arrived, the clown instantly fell over to sprawl across the floor on his back. The unicycle appeared to have jammed and with the clown’s thud of a fall came the noise of several pots and pans tumbling as though from a kitchen cupboard to the floor, and then the blooper of a track: <em>womp, womp, womp, woo~omp</em> followed. Slowly, the clown rose onto his elbows, teeth gritting in a wince. “Ah, shit. I hate when that fucking happens,” he grumbled. He rose back to his feet and stomped upon the wheel of the unicycle as it suddenly shot erect once more. He resumed his seat and proceeded down the corridor from which the visitors came as visitors like them near the entrance emitted another scream. The clown’s irritable shout could be heard:<br><br><em>Boo! God damn it!</em><br><br>If the two new visitors continued to explore the Maze of Mirrors, they would find the clown’s said trail not entirely drawn by a unicycle’s tire. There were footsteps that swelled, shrank, and seemed to step all over the place, and they would soon find hand prints in blood spotting the mirrors. Spots and smears as though there had been a struggle; and the trail became thick with blood all over the floor. The smell became rank with death as the bloody trail continued to thicken until on the next exposition of mirrors was a name. The name was done in runny strokes that read: Bojangles…and on the other side of the hall: was here!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:10:10</strong>
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				She smiled&nbsp; playfully at Aaron blushing a tint of red when he called her beautiful. " I'm Alicia...don't you just love the circus..." She commented. She wasn't entirely sure about this circus, but it still held wonder. Just a twisted darker type then she was used to.&nbsp; She started to walk over closer to him when she heard a weird noise. <br><br>Alicia looked at the clown, she guessed what it was,. It wasn't the happy playfull clowns thatshe hard grown to love at the circus.&nbsp; She looked at him with a mixture of fear and curiosity. She figured he would not hurt her, he was maybe just a part of the attraction. yet something about him made her want to scream. She walked back against the person she just meet as if his contact would protect her.She watched him leave wondering what all that had been about. She looked back at Aaron questioningly. " should we follow?"&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:36:31</strong>
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				Aaron was a bit surprised when Alicia backed up against him, and he was unsure what to think of that strange clown. "That was the strangest clown I've ever seen" he stated simply. As she asked about fallowing the clown his mind began to wonder "I honestly don't know if we should or shouldn't fallow him" he replied quietly. That clown gave him a bad feeling and yet he couldn't help but wonder where the clown went. 
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:40:22</strong>
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				She reached over to grab his hand and squeezed it tightly. Here yes moved to where the clown had left feeling anxious and curious about it. "Its just a circus..." She reasoned to herself. " they are meant to be fun....I don't think anything will actually harm us, or they would lose money right?"&nbsp; She took a step&nbsp; toward where the clown had disappeared still holding onto his hand. 
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:45:51</strong>
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				"Yes I suppose your'e right" Aaron stated simply as she spoke of the circus. He was rather enjoying the fact that such an attractive young woman was holding his hand however he believed in being a gentleman. He fallowed after her not letting go of her hand he was very much uncomfortable with where this red line was going. The young man knew not&nbsp; what awaited them but he was not at all amused by the smell.
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:51:01</strong>
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				She kept a tight grip on his hand as she sawthe red line. She was carefull not to step on it. Its all just an act, she told herself wallking forward. She was glad that she had meet such a man here. For she thought she would&nbsp; be too terrified to go on without him.&nbsp; " so what brings you here?" She asked trying to start a conversation to ease the terribleness in her mind. 
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:54:40</strong>
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				"Me? well i had heard rumors that this circus was amazing beyond compare so i came to investigate." Aaron remarked casually then he asked her "So Alicia why are you here?".<br>He was fallowing along also avoiding stepping directly on the red line. He didn't want to admit it but he was glad she was there because he would go crazy trying to avoid the stares of his darker ego's within the confines of the mirrors that surrounded them.
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:11:42</strong>
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				She smiled and sighed. " your going to think I'm crazy...but I travel around visting circuses. I love the circus ever since I was a small child, but this has to be the creepiest one I've ever been too." She said she started to look up at her reflection instead terrifed b y the red line. She could handel her image a lot better. 
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:15:17</strong>
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				Aaron chuckled lightly "if that's what floats your boat then so be it....who am i to criticize you?". He thought that this was an interesting response though his eyes never left the red line.&nbsp; "Personally ive never been into events&nbsp; with large crowds.......i get clausterphobic thinking about it."&nbsp; He wasn't lying but he didn't share the whole truth with her about it either.
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:18:12</strong>
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				Her smile brightened. " ah..but theres just this increadable amount of energy from the crowd, and then you experience the same thing and the feeling swells like you are one entity." She said excitedly. " but if your shy I understand." She wondered if she had been to forward by grabbing his hand like that. 
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:22:53</strong>
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				Aaron laughed lightly at this "ive just never been one for large crowds.......i'm not shy so don't worry about that". He was actually having fun for the first time in about 2 years as far as he could tell. Aaron was a calm individual with a boring life and that's all there is to it, however he enjoys history and wants to pass on what he knows. "I'm actually a history major at university right now....i suppose that being a historian in training has led me astray from enjoying large crowds" he laughed again as he stated this.
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:27:30</strong>
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				" Ahh so you are one of those people who sits around and reads books and ponders about stuff that doesn't matter anymore." She teased lightly. She had never went to college herself opting out on school as soon as she graduated. She was much happier and thought she learned a great deal more travailing all the time.&nbsp; She froze as she looked to see what appeared to be blood spotted on the mirror. Her hand tightened around his. 
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:32:03</strong>
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				"Well I suppose you could say it doesn't really matter anymore but it's still fun to look up, besides I wish to be a teacher someday" he stated with a bit of a laugh in his voice.&nbsp; He felt her hand tighten around his and looked at what could have startled her. Upon seeing the blood on the mirror he muttered "that's an interesting thing to do......splatter the mirrors with animal blood to scare people". He sounded confident but in reality wasn't quite sure what to make of this place.
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:43:53</strong>
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				" yes animal blood." She says in a shakiy voice. She starts to walk on. Of course this was animal blood. They were just trying to scare them. Well it wouldn't work on her. " so you want to be a teacher thats cool...I ..I make crafts and sale them at fairs and places when I need money." She said . 
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:47:43</strong>
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				"Yes.....I wish to be a history teacher in a highschool" he states. He gently squeezes her hand reassuringly "This whole thing is just set up to scare people keep that in mind.......it is the Nightmare Circus afterall" he laughed lightly at this. As far as he could tell this was definitely living up to it's name. "Crafts huh? you do seem to be the artistic type"
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 10:01:39</strong>
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				She looked into his eyes. " are you sure? causethis looks strangely real to me..." She said then regretted jumping onto her new potential freind. She decied to change the subject as she walks slowly forward. " yeah crafts, wings, pupets, dolls, costumes...things like that...I could never stay in one place long enough to go to school." 
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 10:13:35</strong>
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				"In all honesty i can't wait to get out of school and having the luxury of traveling" Aaron stated casually. Then he added as an afterthought "hmm........I'd imagine your crafts are pretty great eh?". He continued to look around his nerves starting to settle as they continued on. He still didn't like this place very much but he had to keep her company. He knew he would feel guilty if anything happened to her while he was there.
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				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 10:31:25</strong>
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				The red trail on the floor seemed to be getting larger and she was having some difficulty trying to step away from it. " yeah... there better, but people at fairs and stuff are willing to throw there money away at anything." She said. " so your going to teach high school?" She chuckled . " good luck with that I think I would rather teach tigers. their better behaved." <br>&nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 10:37:11</strong>
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				(ooc: ok last post from me......it's 4:30 am here)<br><br>Aaron chuckled "Highschoolers arent that bad". It was true that teaching tigers and other such animals may wind up being easier, but they wouldn't comprehend history so it was kind of pointless. "I'm sure your crafts are nice and well worth whatever money" he meant every word of that too. He figured that as long as they chatted idly she may be able to remain calm, and that he'd be able to hold his sanity.
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				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 21:33:35</strong>
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				As they would arrive in the center of the Mirror Maze, they would find the blood-soaked mirrors around them and the words: Bojangles was here! surrounding them on either wall. It was a large and spacious room and the floor read in blood: Congratulations! A possible praise for completing the maze. From the corridor behind them was the soft chime of what sounded more like a tambourine than cymbals. A small, toy monkey clapped and seemingly marched its way around them. Its beige, mechanical feet moved up and down as small wheels rolled it to the center of the floor. It turned to face Alicia and Aaron, its tiny bronze cymbals clapping together in that ringing resonance before its black eyes snapped upwards almost as if it were regarding them. The grin that was frozen on its face sank into a frown of dread as it clapped its cymbals once more and with a low rumble, the floor would drop beneath them to reveal a waterslide of blood that would send them on a winding, swooping, twisting ride into the dark depths beneath the fair. A thick pile of whipped cream would stop them at the bottom. The cream was on an enormous pie that most would see slammed into the face of another as some slapstick joke.<br><br>The room which surrounded them was moist and dingy. The walls were black concrete and pipes riddled them and the ceiling to leave one to suspect they were in the sewers beneath the fair. Not too far away from them was a scene that may have horrified some and for the rare few spark some hidden arousal. There were two nude figures nearest the wall farthest from them. One was extremely larger than the other as a young blonde had her legs strewn across the muscular thighs of the monster, which had stolen her from the surface. Her hands were clapped upon the knobs of the larger figure’s knees trying to hold her exhausted frame up as her tunnel constricted the thick penis that was stirring within her. Whatever activity they had been doing before had ceased when the unexpected guests arrived.<br><br>The blonde’s chest expanded and sank with deep breaths her mouth gulped down to satiate her starving lungs. Her tanned skin shimmered with wet perspiration that also dampened the sunny strands of her hair. Blood dripped about her pussy as the lips of her vagina were stretched about the circumference of the venous member that managed to force its way inside her. It had made her open wider than any woman ever should. It had brought her tremendous discomfort as well as pleasure as she felt that firm head stabbing into all the right places. Her nails clung to the tight thighs that were littered with coarse hair as though to prevent her exhausted body from collapsing, but that was unlikely. The erection of the dick within her had been strong enough to hold her like a hanger would some apparel.<br><br>Upon setting her tired eyes on the assumed couple that had unfortunately stumbled into this lair, she couldn’t help but shed a few tears. She was embarrassed and ashamed to have been seen with this monster of a captor, and she regretted enjoying every minute of it no matter how painful it was. She had wanted it to be <em>larger</em>. She had wanted it to be <em>painful</em>. Her toes remained curled and calves hugging the strong thighs that kept her own spread wide if not for the invasion of the cock within her. As the monster turned its eyes upon its new visitors, her face paled as she feared for the safety of them all.<br><br>The creature that set its eyes upon them was basked in the shadows that thickened in the corners of the sewers around them. Its body was rippling with muscle yet disproportioned. Its chest area was round and wide like a barrel and its waist narrow like a tree trunk. The nude creature was set in a crouch with its gargantuan weight balanced upon the balls of its feet. Its fingers and toes bore black nails that branched outwards like devious claws. Its right hand was situated palm-flat against the wall. There were grooves imbued into it where the beast’s claws had previously dragged. Its face was turned in the direction of the two as its thick arm veiled the features below its ghostly eyes. Its sockets were wide and round like saucers and glinting within them were the smallest yellow eyes glowing like the flames of a jack-o-lantern.<br><br><em>I don’t recall handing out free backstage passes…heh, heh, heh</em><br><br>The voice was a low rumble that lightened with the silly flutter of its giggle. Out of the shadows came cartwheeling two young women. They were dressed like jesters. Their hair was done up in pig-tales beneath their floppy hats that chimed with bells. “Yeah! Weee~elcome!” the brunette exclaimed as she rose out of her cartwheel. She was wearing a red and black satin get up where the skirt did nothing to hide the cream curves of her ass cheeks and long, white stockings stopped about her thighs. Her skirt hung in triangles that bounced to every movement of her hips as her jester costume hugged her figure. She was dressed similar to the other jester except that girl was a red-head and wearing blue. She had larger breasts than her, but she felt it was thighs and butt that was more attractive, which was what she had. <em>Booya~!</em><br><br>The two jesters stood side by side with their legs spread like stars. One hand was on their hips and their faces were painted in such an oh-so-familiar fashion just like that of the man who had corrupted them. They pointed their red and blue index fingers at the two in the pie and reminded, “Don’t be late for the shooo~ow!” Balloons suddenly began to rain from the ceiling and colorful lights began to flash about the chamber as though that sewer just became a rave haven. The eyes of the monster in the corner rose to the ceiling in confusion as hip-hop music boomed—the song <em>Headsprung</em> by LL Cool J was filling the sewer as the two jester girls began shaking their asses and popping their chests. It had to be the most random thing on earth; and if Aaron and Alicia happened to glance to their right, they would find a small hole in the wall with the words EXIT glowing above it. It was a tunnel that lead to a ladder that would take them back to the surface.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 00:56:51</strong>
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				As the two entered into the center of the maze Aaron stared at the blood stained mirrors all around them. "That clown.........has an interesting sense of humor" he muttered staring at the dripping crimson fluid. Then came the monkey, and to this Aaron was not amused. He watched as it circled around them and then halted apparently staring up at them. He was surprised to watch the smile become a frown. As the floor collapsed beneath the pair he quickly pulled Alicia close and shifted so that he would absorb all the damage from whatever crazy ride they had stumbled on.<br><br>As they went sliding down the bloody water slide a cry escaped his lips "OOOOOOOHHHH ShIIIIIITTTTTT!!!!!!" then he slammed into whipped cream?&nbsp; What sort of sick joke was this? then he realized they were on top of a giant pie. "well......this is odd" he mumbled before freezing in shock at the sight of the monster and girl who appeared to have been participating in some bizarre sex scene. The girl appeared utterly exhausted and stretched beyond what a woman should be able to endure but Aaron wasn't one hundred percent sure on the matter anyway. That creatures disproportionate body really disturbed him, and the claws didn't help to settle his mind either.<br><br>Just as he was about to ask the woman if she knew the way out two scantily clad jesters with paint jobs similar to the clowns came bouncing in. both of whom were attractive in their own way. Their antics amused Aaron so he sat and watched them. Suddenly out of nowhere the music began, and he couldn't help but look around. As he looked about he noticed the Exit sign above a hole in the wall. "Let's go Alicia...........this appears to be the way out" he stated calmly. Admittedly he was a bit disturbed by what he had seen. Yes this was definitely worth coming to he decided.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 01:55:17</strong>
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				Alicia tightened her grip on the others hand as she saw the&nbsp; blood on all the mirrors. She tried to remember that it was only an attraction, but in the back of her mind alarm bells were screaming. Something seemed very real about this whole thing. She looked at the little monkey&nbsp; as it circled around them. It was such a cute little thing. She was tempted to bend down and pick&nbsp; it up . It&nbsp; reminded her of something, one of those cute little wind up toys that she had seen. <br><br>Then the floor was gone. She screamed clinging to him. Her nails digging into the others back as she clung to him carefully. Her heart racing heavily. She went sliding down the slide. Was the blood? She kep t her grip on him as she screamed. Then she slammed into something soft. She whimpered pulling herself up from the pie. Cream and blood stains had completely ruined her clothes. <br><br>She froze as she saw the demon, or what she thought much be a demon abusing some women. The poor girl looked stretched as far as she could go. She wanted to do something to help her, but this was all a part of the show right? She was frozen scared at the moment. Not being able to move if her life had deepened on it, her eyes staring at the grotesque scene.She would never admit it but in some dark part of her mind she almost wished she could be that girl. Her breath came out in gasps and her whole body trembled. <br><br>The jester s seemed out of place in the scene, but nothing seemed right here. It was if she stepped into a nightmare. Well that was what the circus was called. It was nothing like any circus she had ever went to before and if she made it through tonight, she had no intention of going to a circus like this again. She watched there antics and almost couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity if it all. As soon as she heard him she blinked and looked around. She saw the exit, and nodded not being able to find her voice at the moment. She went quickly toward the exit eager to get&nbsp; out of there. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 02:06:38</strong>
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				Once they were again on the surface Aaron started dusting himself off "well.......i'm never doing that again" he stated. He shook his head "that was one hell of an acid trip to be sure.......hey you allright?" he was quite concerned for her. He was sure she was scared out of her mind and really he couldn't blame her.&nbsp; he believed this whole trip was well worth it but he decided he wouldn't be able to handle going through that again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 02:45:41</strong>
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				Alicia got to the surface and gasped a sigh of relief. her body was still shivering slightly. She hugged herself her arms wrapping over her chest. Her eyes looking on the ground and her bright smile that hardly ever left her face was gone now.&nbsp; She looked up at the big top that loomed in the horizon. " yeah... I'm going to the circus now...I think I had enough of the attractions. " She said her voice shaking a little. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 06:46:55</strong>
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				Aaron nodded "well let's go then shalll we?" his voice was gentle as he held out his hand to her again. He had grown to like Alicia quite a bit in the short time he had known her. "your an interesting person you know that?" he commented as he waited for her reaction. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 07:42:34</strong>
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				She moved her hand and slowly grabbed his. her body was still shaking, but at least she had someone to share this with. It made her a bit braver. " you...are too..." She told him. " lets go" She started to pull him to the big top wondering if this was what the attractions were like what would it be like in there. Did she really want to go through with this?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:06:32</strong>
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				Aaron simply allowed himself to be dragged along towards the big top. He'd had his fill of bizarre attractions today. His belief was that if one could reach a heartpounding level during one experiance then it would be somewhat suicidal to try and acquire that sensation more than once at any given time. He believed that after his heart settled he would be ready for more heartpounding action when the show began. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 03:02:57</strong>
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				<div align="center">------Jason Wick------</div><br>It is strange to think that a place as infamous and renowned for debauchery as the Nightmare Circus could have its own dark, detestable, and ill-used corners.&nbsp; One would think the aura of wicked malevolence would be omnipresent, like a funeral shroud drawn over the landscape, or a contagion infecting every pore and addling every mind.&nbsp; But though the Attractions and the Big Top Tent are places of horror and danger, the spaces between them are as normal and innocuous as any other fairground.&nbsp; Yet like any other fairground, one would be smart not to stray too far from the neon lights and leering carnies, lest they fall prey to the more unscrupulous sort of folk that might be lurking in shadows.<br><br>But if one <em>were</em> to throw caution to the wind and wander away from the illusion of safety that the light bestows, one might find themselves before a very foreboding and very empty part of the Circus.&nbsp; The darkness seems to cling to the fluttering tarps and concrete walls like a fungus, dripping down and festering in the soil until sickly blades of grass and other shriveled things sprout up and twitch in the night air, regardless of whether the wind is at work.&nbsp; White arrows, their paint flaking yet still oddly luminescent, point the way through all the grime and abandoned tents towards a corner on the very outskirts of the grounds, where the fences jut up towards the starlight and sent up waves of cruelly twisted barbed wire.&nbsp; <br><br>And in this corner is a sign as tall as a man, and written on this sign are three bold words:<br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size">The Unkillable Boy!</span></span></div><br>The sign proclaimed to anyone brave enough to draw near.&nbsp; As if to reassure any curious visitors that this stand has not also been left derelict and empty, a man and a woman dressed in identical black suits step forth from the murk, leering forward with all-too-cheerful grins, bowed backs, and clasped hands.&nbsp; Their attire seems sorely out of place amongst such sordid surroundings, as if they had just wandered in out of some well-to-do Hollywood party.&nbsp; But their faces were very much the sort you would expect from carnival attendants, their faces made up so beautifully that they came off as oddly surreal and jet black hair slicked back painfully with wax until it spiked off at the back of the neck like a cresting wave.<br><br><em>"Welcome!"</em><br><strong>"Welcome!"</strong><br><br>They would say in unison, coming just a bit too close and boxing any would-be customers in.<br><br><em>"Having fun?&nbsp; Of course you are!&nbsp; Frightful fun, we hope!"</em><br><strong>"Having fun?&nbsp; Of course you are!&nbsp; Frightful fun, we hope!"</strong><br><br>The two glanced at one another with mock concern, backing off talking loudly amongst themselves.<br><br><em>"But you know, all this fear can be a stressful thing!&nbsp; All too stressful!&nbsp; All the danger, all the horror!&nbsp; Gives me the chills!"</em><br><strong>""But you know, all this fear can be a stressful thing!&nbsp; All too stressful!&nbsp; All the danger, all the horror!&nbsp; Gives me the chills!"</strong><br><br>Two fingers went up like mirror-images, and one could almost hear the sudden ding of twin lightbulbs overhead.<br><br><em>"What you need is some relief!&nbsp; A way to take the edge off, as it were!&nbsp; Somewhere without people to judge your actions, where you can do whatever you please!&nbsp; No consequences.&nbsp; No laws.&nbsp; Somewhere--or someone--that can help all that pent up aggression leak away before jumping back into the other Attractions!"</em><br><strong>"What you need is some relief!&nbsp; A way to take the edge off, as it were!&nbsp; Somewhere without people to judge your actions, where you can do whatever you please!&nbsp; No consequences.&nbsp; No laws.&nbsp; Somewhere--or someone--that can help all that pent up aggression leak away before jumping back into the other Attractions!"</strong><br><br>They grinned again, leaning into your personal space.<br><br><em>"Sound tempting?"</em><br><strong>"Sound tempting?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 06:24:23</strong>
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				To say that the zombie man didn’t scare Jack would be an understatement because he screamed and his eyes went wide when he was handed his ticket…and the ticket man broke into pieces only to put himself back together like nothing happened. Once his heart stopped racing and his thoughts were clear, Jack stuffed the ticket in his pocket and made his way behind the Big Top where he heard people and had a feeling that this was where they could have fun until the circus actually started. The games were too gross to his liking and the prizes weren’t something he would want to bring to his house and show. Don’t get him wrong, Jack is a prankster and takes joking to the extreme sometimes, but he really wasn’t about to take someone stupid home with him. Those shrunken heads were probably fake and everything else was just…ugh, hopefully the circus itself would be more interesting than the attractions. <br><br>He made his way further into the circus, following a light and finding himself further into the forest and just when he thought this was just a false advertising, he spotted a lone tent and two people standing in front of it. <em>Okay…The Unkillable boy…sounds interesting enough.</em> Jack thought to himself and decided there was no harm and at least seeing what this was all about. He knew enough about circuses to know that nothing was as it seems and this had to be one of those things, surely no one could be unkillable. <br><br>Jack stepped toward the tent and eyed the two that spoke together, it was rather annoying and he glared at the two once they were finished. “Yesh, do you <em>always</em> do that? That’s just annoying.” He took a moment to think about what they said and then blinked a couple of times, stuffing his hands into his pockets, he shrugged. “I guess so…I just want to see what’s this guy is all about.” He would call the cops if this was real, but it was just a fun circus and he was sure that no matter how frightening it was, everything had to be fake or fixed somehow. <br><br>“So, can I get in or what? No talking together either…one at a time so you don’t give me a headache.” He was nice when people didn’t annoy him and these two were diffidently bothering him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 06:55:55</strong>
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				<div align="center">------Unkillable Boy------</div><br>The two exchanged sidelong glances, looking wholly unperturbed.&nbsp; In fact, Jack's irritation seemed to make them smile all the more brightly.&nbsp; They took a few practiced steps backwards, swept their arms forward, and physically guided the new guest past the sign and towards a large slate-gray box.&nbsp; It seemed terribly imposing against the gloomy backdrop of ironwrought fences and swirling motes of dust.&nbsp; On the outset it seemed to be constructed from ordinary concrete, but upon closer inspection one would notice an odd sort of musky stench that hung heavily in the air, the same sort one might find in a moldering old museum.&nbsp; The stone--and perhaps the building itself--was clearly far older than the Circus that contained it.<br><br><em>"Right this-"</em><br><strong>"Way, sir!"</strong><br><br>The two spoke again, this time with the man finishing the woman's sentences.&nbsp; The two seemed to be intrinsically linked, but at the very least it was a bit easier to understand what was being said with only one of them talking at a time.<br><br><em>"Inside you will find-"</em><br><strong>"One Jason Wick!"</strong><br><em>"The Unkillable Boy!"</em><br><strong>"Assuredly so!&nbsp; Whatever harm comes upon him-"</strong><br><em>"Fixes itself without delay."</em><br><strong>"No matter how-"</strong><br><em>"Gruesome, or painful, or traumatic."</em><br><strong>"Though the mental scars remain!"</strong><br><em>"Too true, too true!"</em><br><br>The woman and the man seemed to lament this fact for a moment, fixing one another with dour faces before flipping some internal switch and looking back to Jack with delighted expressions.<br><br><strong>"For a modest fee-"</strong><br><em>"Ten dollars, and not a penny more-"</em><br><strong>"You can spend twenty minutes-"</strong><br><em>"Twenty, and not a second more-"</em><br><strong>"With the Unkillable Boy!"</strong><br><br>Leaning forward, the two put one hand to each side of their face as if to induct Jack into their own private conspiracy.<br><br><em>"You may do as you wish-"</em><br><strong>"<em>Whatever</em> you wish-"</strong><br><em>"To the Unkillable Boy-"</em><br><strong>"No matter how Gruesome-"</strong><br><em>"How painful-"</em><br><strong>"Or traumatic!"</strong><br><em>"No one to judge!"</em><br><strong>"No constraints!"</strong><br><em>"No guilt!"</em><br><strong>"And no consequences!"</strong><br><br>They rapped their knuckles on each side of the front wall in unison, and suddenly rectangular seam appeared as a door slid back and out of sight.&nbsp; The entrance yawned greedily, as though it were eager to swallow him up.&nbsp; Faint lights flickered from within, and somewhat muted noises crackled from unseen speakers.&nbsp; The man and the woman seemed quite serious about their offer.&nbsp; Of course, it had to be a harmless carnival trick...right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 07:39:03</strong>
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				That was a lot less annoying than before and it was a relieve not to be getting the head from before while trying to understand the two while they talked at once. Jack glanced over his shoulder to see if anyone else was nearby. It appeared that he was the only one and he’d go along with this since it was just pretend anyway. He turned his attention in front of him as he was guided through the tent, the smell of mold made him feel a little bit sick and he wondered if this smell was just apart of the circus too. They really went all the way with this Nightmare Circus and Jack was curious to see what other interesting thing they could pull off using makeup or realistic robots, which he assumed was the cause of half the things happening here.<br><br>“No guilt huh? Yeah, I’d like to see this unkillable. I bet he’s another robot, right? You guys sure know how to make some pretty creepy stuff.” Jack dug into his back pocket and took out his wallet, handing over the ten dollars and ignoring their little magic trick with the knocking. He was sure that there was a reason behind it, but he just couldn’t figure out what it was. This “unkillable” boy probably wasn’t even a boy at all and some robot that only looked like a boy…it was more possible then someone not being able to die. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 08:01:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">------The Unkillable Boy------</div><br>The door sealed shut behind Jack, locking him securely in the large stone box.&nbsp; Only a few short steps and he would find himself in a room that was far larger than the dimensions of the building should have allowed, lit with the sickly and wavering glow of what must have been hundreds of television screens growing out of each of the four walls like outcroppings of luminescent fungus.&nbsp; The noise from them was still scarcely above a whisper, and once Jack noticed exactly what they were depicting he would probably be glad they had decided to turn down the volume.&nbsp; Between jittery lines of static were videos of gruesome executions and more than a few lewd displays, each of them depicting exactly the same boy.&nbsp; Literally no death or depraved act seemed to have been left out.&nbsp; Decapitations and amputations, impalement and sodomy, burning and electrocution, stabbing and bludgeoning: all of it was put on display without shame or hesitance.&nbsp; There was no censorship in this place.<br><br>Once Jack had likely had more than enough of that to last a lifetime, the screens shuddered and died one by one, until only a single overhead light remained.&nbsp; At last he would notice the titular <em>Unkillable Boy</em>, a young man in his late teens at the most, utterly naked but for some bandages that he seemed to have stripped from his forearms and bound about his waist and thighs in a poor attempt to maintain some form of modesty.&nbsp; His otherwise unblemished skin was covered in dust, soot, and what appeared to be dried blood, but he seemed to bear no wounds, scars, or bruises on his body.&nbsp; A heavy collar was bound around Jason's neck and beset with chains, and every once and awhile a small red light would wink in and out of sight.&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/rcburner/Characters/ChainedFireDemon.jpg)</div><br>Jason clutched the iron links at Jack's approach, as though the unyielding metal was comforting to him.&nbsp; He stared up at his visitor with pretty amber eyes, though they seemed to look <em>through</em> him, rather than <em>at</em> him.&nbsp; They slowly but surely slid into focus, finally settling on Jack's face and looking both expectant and somewhat fearful.&nbsp; The young man twitched involuntarily, then hastily pushed the pads of his hands and feet against the cracked stonework until he was in a crouching position.&nbsp; His body was lean and bore just the slightest traces of muscle beneath smooth planes of skin.&nbsp; At the very least he didn't look starved, though that was likely just to ensure that he looked more <em>appealing</em> to the sorts of customers that he usually entertained.&nbsp; <br><br>"What?"<br><br>One word croaked out to break the awkward, stony silence.&nbsp; He held a hand beneath his chin, protectively shielding his upper body from view if Jack's eyes began to wander.&nbsp; He looked mistrustful, and understandably so.&nbsp; Though he'd said only one word, the meaning behind it was quite clear:<br><br><div align="center"><em>What will you do to me?</em></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 08:33:13</strong>
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				Jack was use that this place was twice as smaller than it should be, but it was probably another circus trick somehow and it wouldn’t bother him. He glanced over to the TV scenes that were at first hard to make out and he took a couple steps closer to get a better look -- and he wished that he didn’t. His jaw dropped as he witnessed people doing the worse possible things to the same boy. One of them pours gasoline all over him, struck a match and watched him burn and he was just glad that the sound was hushed. Another stabbing him and…oh God…he couldn’t watch it anyone or he’d throw up. Jack could already feeling his stomach contains ready to come up and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the images that he just witnessed and pretend that he didn’t have to go through any of this. Even with his eyes closed, the images played over and over in his head. It took every ounce of strength he had to keep from vomiting, but he forced everything back and then…everything went silent. <br><br>He could only amuse that everything stopped and he let out a sigh of relief as he opened his eyes. It was hard to convince himself now that this boy truly was unkillable or the fact he was even human, but upon opening his eyes he spotted a lone light. In that light he could see the same boy from all those terrible acts that were just preformed. It took him a moment to wrap his thoughts around this and it wasn’t until Jason finally said something was when Jack snapped out of his shock and started to run toward him, noting the fearful look in his eyes as he kneeled down to his level. He placed his hand on his shoulder and yanked it away to feel skin…real human skin. This wasn’t some robot…this was a real person! Just how he wasn’t able to die didn’t matter…it was the fact that he was put through these horrible acts that was the problem. <br><br>“Shit! How the hell didn’t you live through all that? Here, let me help you.” He pulled at the chains, but found that it was impossible to break [what was he thinking their metal chains], but he wasn’t going to give up. “Don’t worry, I’m calling for help.” Jack muttered and grabbed his phone, only to find that there was no service here. “DAMNIT!” His hands turned to fists and he slammed them against the concert floor before tucking his phone back in his pocket. <br><br>He tried to calm down and forget everything he saw in the tapes. “I…I’m gonna help you. How long have you been here and what the <em>hell</em> is wrong with this circus!? And these people!?” Jack eyed the collar and went for it, he figured that if he could release the boy from the collar, the rest might come easy. Just why anyone would hurt him was beyond him, but Jack was going to put a stop to it…somehow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 08:57:03</strong>
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				<div align="center">------The Unkillable Boy------</div><br>Rather than appear relieved or even hopeful, Jason merely struggled against Jack despite his protestations.&nbsp; The young man was almost laughably weak in spite of his build, but he flinched and he fought with all the tenacity of a caged animal.&nbsp; He sent a savage kick towards the other man's stomach, just to startle him enough to break free and get those prying hands away from the collar.&nbsp; He clutched almost reverently at the cruel black metal and buzzing circuitry, his feet scrabbling pitifully at the ground to put some distance between him and his eager 'savior'.&nbsp; His entire body was shaking like a leaf, and when next he stared through his wilting bangs his eyes were filled with bitterness.<br><br>"No use," Jason said, clearing his throat until his voice came out without choking and scratching.&nbsp; "No use.&nbsp; It won't come off.&nbsp; It'll just explode.&nbsp; I'd be fine.&nbsp; You wouldn't."<br><br>He held his knees against his bare chest, curling his feet inwards to cover his nethers.&nbsp; His face screwed up with something halfway between embarrassment and frustration, a mirthless smile straining his lips.<br><br>"You're another nice one.&nbsp; I hate the nice ones.&nbsp; Complicate things.&nbsp; Useless.&nbsp; Hopeless.&nbsp; The monsters are easier to deal with.&nbsp; They just grab me and do what they want with this body, and I let them."<br><br>Jason peered through his bangs, and for a moment he almost seemed to be looking at Jack pityingly.&nbsp; It was as though he was sorry that his visitor still had a conscious weighing down on his shoulders.<br><br>"No one will believe you.&nbsp; No one from the Outside.&nbsp; They think everyone dies.&nbsp; But not me.&nbsp; Never me."<br><br>His forced smile faded into something a little more impatient.&nbsp; "You're wasting your ten dollars.&nbsp; Do what you want with me, or leave me alone.&nbsp; Just...don't try and fill me with false hope."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 09:39:17</strong>
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				The sharp kick to his stomach caused Jack to pull away from him and clutch his stomach instead. The wind was knocked out of him and it took him a minute to be able to catch his breath. He didn’t understand why the hell Jason just did that to him and didn’t let him help…that is until he heard the reason for it. He bit his lip to think that something like this could even once be considered as being legal and that’s when he realized that…this entire circus had to be real and wrong. These boy was suffering and did that mean that there were others suffering as well? Who could be the owner of such a horrible circus? He tried not to think about it too much and think about just what to do next. <br><br>“You…let them?” He thought back to the man pouring gasoline on the boy and frowned to think that he allowed himself to go through the pain of what that must feel like. A chill went up his spine at this thought and he shook his heard, trying to forget the image. This wasn’t something he was going to let happen and even if he had to lie to the police, he would…just to have them see the truth.<br><br>Jack shook his head again and forced himself to smile. “I’m not going to fill you with false hope. I’m going to get you out of here one way or another. So, either you help me or I do it by myself.” It was impossible to do something like that by himself, but he wouldn’t let them get away with this. <br><br>“Trust me Jason. I’m not gonna let you down…by the way…my name is Jack.’ Just in case he wanted to know the name of the person that was going to help him. He ignored the fact that he was wasting money being here and tried to think of some idea that would make this work. “Hey…you got any weapons here?” He asked, that might be just the thing he needs, but not to use on Jason. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dreamers Sand</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 10:36:21</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">Zahira (http://i33.servimg.com/u/f33/14/03/36/72/lothy11.jpg)</span><br><br>Amongst the shadows lingered one woman who many found themselves lost in fear and desire for. Her body was tall, lean and taut. She was pale-skinned, with smooth white locks that fell in waves from her high pig-tails held by tiger-print ties that matched the tops of her sleeves. Her outfit was extremely strange, and yet gave one plenty to look at. Her legs draped in long fishnet stockings that fell into heightened boots and then raised into her one-piece translucent vinyl top that was coming over her breasts and still freeing up her navel. Her sex was covered by a pair of short boy shorts underneath a cheetah print dark gray sheeted skirt that was open over the front a bit, and bore the translucent vinyl ends of her one-piece over it before the second understraps hooked down into her boy shorts. Over that was a beige cloth belt hooking over a strange chakram like piece that she used almost as a belt buckle, the gaudy thing spiked and yellow with white insides and spikes. Her face was intoxicating, be it by her tantalizingly smooth skin, full rounded lips, or her bi-colored eyes of cocoa brown and reflective pearl. Her forehead was covered in bangs, and yet the sides of her face were clear, even showing off her mangled and shapen ears that bore yellow star earrings that hung and matched the purple and yellow pasties that hugged her full breasts.<br><br>As people slipped by, Zahira stepped forward, finally reaching out. She grazed one man's arm and he turned sharply, looking at her.<br><br>"Oh-ho, it's you! Heh, you're a bit more of a freak up close and in person..." He whispered, looking her up and down. But when his gaze came back up, her silvery pearl-colored eye shimmered and all else but that eye in his world went dark, as she approached him. Never breaking eye contact, she leaned in and pressed one cool kiss to his neck. <br><br>"Yes, 'tis I." The woman purred in a rich, toxic tone. "Now, take from your pockets all your money and blow it. I would also suggest that after you do such, you visit the House of Death."<br><br>He nodded, and she blinked, stepping away. Her hand disconnected from the simple touch of his wrist she had previously created while talking, and he turned away as well. But as he shook off the unusual blackout of his, he dug out all of his cash and stopped before the stand of a sickening carnival game. <br><br>Zahira had moved past quite a few, and finally slowed at seeing the stand for The Unkillable Boy. She always wondered about his gift, or curse in this place, but she didn't linger on it now as she continued, nails tapping against the outside of her thigh as she thought of people to toy with before her act.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 19:08:36</strong>
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				<div align="center">------The Unkillable Boy------</div><br>"You get used to it," Jason lied easily, his eyes flickering away for the briefest of moments.&nbsp; "What would you do, in my place?&nbsp; Cannot die.&nbsp; Cannot escape.&nbsp; All I can do is whine and struggle.&nbsp; Most of them <em>like</em> that.&nbsp; The squirming excites them.&nbsp; Makes it <em>fun</em>.&nbsp; Sometimes I play along.&nbsp; Can't help it.&nbsp; Instinctive.&nbsp; But most of the time I just go limp.&nbsp; Try and think of better places."<br><br>He clawed momentarily at a cluster of deadened screens for a moment until he was able to rise uneasily to his feet.&nbsp; One hand went instinctively to the bandages about his waist, but they were still taut and kept him from showing anything obscene.&nbsp; His other hand clutched his forearm and rubbed at it.&nbsp; It seemed to be a habit of his, putting some barrier between himself and Jack.&nbsp; Even if that barrier was his own flesh.&nbsp; Jason truly was quite the beautiful specimen, and if his circumstances weren't quite so grim one would expect a young man of his delicate build and pouty face to be working as a model, or perhaps in other less respectable businesses.&nbsp; <br><br>"You could have asked.&nbsp; For weapons, I mean.&nbsp; <em>Jack</em>," he added, trying the name out.&nbsp; Not many customers gave out their names so freely.&nbsp; Some of the weirder ones forced him to call them <em>Mommy</em> or <em>Daddy</em>, but there was no real affection to be found from those types.<br><br>"The two outside.&nbsp; The Duplicates.&nbsp; You ask them for whatever you want, generally.&nbsp; Axes.&nbsp; Kerosene.&nbsp; Needles.&nbsp; Drugs.&nbsp; Hammers.&nbsp; Acid.&nbsp; No matter how strange, they get it for you.&nbsp; And you only get it once you're locked in.&nbsp; Too late now.&nbsp; You can't ask for anything."<br><br>Jason's eyes krept over the dark walls and their silent televisions, as if searching for something that even he couldn't find.&nbsp; "And they're watching now.&nbsp; They know you're one of the nice ones.&nbsp; You can buy as many vouchers as you like, but they'll know you're up to something."<br><br>He sneered suddenly, turning his backside towards the other boy.&nbsp; "Like you could do anything!&nbsp; You're not the first to want to help, and you won't be the last.&nbsp; I hate this.&nbsp; I hate <em>you</em>!&nbsp; Dying, I can do.&nbsp; Lying there and taking it, again and again and again.&nbsp; But the pain of failure when people like you build up my expectations and then shatter them is worse."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:12:21</strong>
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				It broke Jack’s heart to hear Jason say this and to think about all those sick bastards that enjoyed hurting him. He would never go that overboard even for some joke, but it appeared that these people really did love to try and kill him. Why would anyone do this? This truly needed police to come and put a stop to it once and for all. What other people were forced to do horrible things in this place? Jack could only imagine and seeing this, he wasn’t so sure that he wanted to find out. One person at a time and Jason needed his help…and fast.<br><br>He mentally cursed himself for not being able to have a weapon now. If he had something, he could easily threaten the twins out there and make his escape with Jason smoothly -- or at least that’s how he thought it would go. “Guess it’s too late for that.” He would just wait until his time was up and go through with his plan. Jack would make sure that Jason would be free from this…nightmare and he’d protect him no matter what.<br><br>Jack bit his lip and glanced around, wondering just where at they were watching from. He felt a chill go down his spine and let out a sigh. He leaned into Jason, whispering, “I’ll save you,” in his hear. He wouldn’t let this go no matter what and if he had to keep paying until he couldn’t anymore…he would. This was wrong and whoever was in charge would be hearing from the police.<br><br>“I-I’m not going to let you rot here! No matter what! I’m going to get you out of here! I swear! Over <em>my</em> dead body!” Corny, but it would have to do. Until time was up, he couldn’t put his plan into motion and making just talking to Jason would be helpful. “So…how old are you and how long have you been like this?” How could someone not be able to die? Maybe it was some new disease.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 23:04:43</strong>
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				<div align="center">------The Unkillable Boy------</div><br>Jason rubbed his forearm nervously, wiping away a fine layer of old ash and charcoal that may have once been skin.&nbsp; The floor was covered in old stains, though some of them were eerily recent.&nbsp; Burn marks, specifically.&nbsp; Combined with the faint smell of charred meat that still lingered in the air in spite of the ventilation and air fresheners, it seemed quite apparent that Jack was not the first person to pay for a voucher this evening.<br><br>"So you say," he mumbled, pacing off to one side with eyes cast downwards.&nbsp; "Do what you want.&nbsp; I won't hope for success.&nbsp; Never again.&nbsp; That way, if you fail, it will just be business as usual."<br><br>He glanced over at Jason, looking him up and down for a moment before turning away again with a slight flush to his cheeks.&nbsp; The boy chewed on his bottom lip for a moment, then shook his head as though to dispel some unwanted thoughts.<br><br>"Nineteen.&nbsp; At least, that's when it began," he said at length.&nbsp; His words seemed practiced.&nbsp; No doubt Jack wasn't the first one to ask such questions, and unless he succeeded in his plans he most certainly would not be the last.&nbsp; "It's been years since then.&nbsp; Decades, maybe.&nbsp; Master Scratch doesn't let me figure out the date.&nbsp; The time.&nbsp; Prefers to let it slide on and on like oil on skin.&nbsp; <em>Drip</em>.&nbsp; A day.&nbsp; <em>Drip</em>.&nbsp; A week.&nbsp; <em>Drip</em>.&nbsp; A month.&nbsp; And so it goes."<br><br>His eyelids fluttered and forced themselves open, staving off the impending weight of exhaustion.&nbsp; "You want to know <em>how</em>, right?&nbsp; Everyone does.&nbsp; Some are curious.&nbsp; Others want what I've got.&nbsp; It's the same either way.&nbsp; That damnable question."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 00:01:35</strong>
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				Jason appeared to be completely broken and no longer wanted or wished for hope. It was hard for Jack to see something that didn’t even dream anymore. Dreams could be silly and foolish, but…Jason really needed them and he had to hold onto some hope no matter how little it might be. “I…I really won’t let you down.” He would do whatever it takes to have Jason become free. <br><br>Nineteen years old and forced to live in this hell? Jack couldn’t imagine something like that. “Scratch?” Was that a person? It sounded like it and maybe he was the key to letting Jason out of here. He seemed to ignore the next comment and paid more attention on the thought of who this Scratch person was and how he could come in contact with him. “Where is he? That Scratch guy. I can make a deal with him.” Money would be a problem, but he was sure that there was other things that Scratch would want him to do. <br><br>He wouldn’t turn away from someone in need and no matter how long it would take…Jack will find a way to save Jason. “And just try not being so hopeless, I’m gonna get you outta here…you just have to trust me.” Jack held out his hand for him, giving him a weak smile as he kneeled down to him. “Trust me.” He repeated, that smile never leaving his face.<br><br><br>[Sorry about the short post.]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 00:57:40</strong>
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				[Not short at all!&nbsp; No need to drag on if it's not necessary!]<br><br><div align="center">------The Unkillable Boy------</div><br>Jack's words seemed to have a very profound effect on Jason, though perhaps not quite in the way he wanted or expected them to.&nbsp; At the very mention of making a deal with Scratch he looked at the other boy as though he was some sort of raving lunatic, mixed with an ample dosage of fear that only made him seem even younger and more pitiable than before.&nbsp; <br><br>"N-No!&nbsp; Master S-S-Scratch is...y-you don't want to m-meet him!" he spat out, stumbling over his words in near-panic.&nbsp; "He's...He's s-something else.&nbsp; Think a-about it.&nbsp; <em>Think</em>!"<br><br>He took Jack's hand with both of his own, but not in a show of trust.&nbsp; His grip was painful and desperate, as though Jason expected him to vanish in a cloud of smoke if he dared to let go.&nbsp; "Look at m-me.&nbsp; <em>Look!</em>&nbsp; Y-You wonder how a-anyone could be like me?&nbsp; L-Living and l-l-living, but never dying?&nbsp; You think <em>that's</em> the strange part?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; You m-must understand.&nbsp; M-Master Scratch is the one who did all th-this to me.&nbsp; K-Kept me in cages.&nbsp; Killing me a-again, and a-again, a-and again.&nbsp; Decades.&nbsp; No <em>man</em> c-could do that.&nbsp; He's something else.&nbsp; Something lesser, but something <em>more</em>."<br><br>Jason held the captive hand to his chest, looking at the other boy pleadingly.&nbsp; The closeness seemed to calm him somewhat, and his breathing slowed to a less feverish pace.&nbsp; "Do what you want.&nbsp; Try to save me if that is what will help you rest easily.&nbsp; But don't think that you can bargain with Master Scratch.&nbsp; He twists your words, makes them perverse.&nbsp; He'll give you want you want most, then show you the dark side of it.&nbsp; Make you live with that darkness.&nbsp; Forever."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 01:21:24</strong>
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				This startled Jack and his eyes went wide to hear the boy struggle with his words and something told him that this Scratch guy wasn’t someone he wanted to try and mess with. He grunted as Jason squeezed his hand and looked deep into the boy’s eyes, trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with Scratch and why Jason was so afraid of him. “He…did?” That was a weird thought and he felt a little sick to his stomach, but no…he wasn’t going to let Jason down no matter what. <br><br>“I’m not stupid. I’ll just be careful what I wish for and I’m sure I can make <em>some</em> deal with him. Everyone has something they want.” His chest started to pound and he let out a sigh as he thought about how things might go wrong. “Don’t…don’t worry about it. I’m doing this for you and when you’re free, you’ll thank me.” He smiled pleasantly at him and looked down at his watch. There wasn’t much time left, but he had to find out where this Scratch guy was. <br><br>He ignored his racing heart and did his best to calm down. “Jason, where is he? I won’t let you down. Pretend that everyone before me didn’t happen. Just trust that I’ll save ya…I will.” He was sure that he could do something and no matter what…Jack wasn’t going to give up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 02:04:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">------The Unkillable Boy------</div><br>Jason still seemed terribly hesitant, but it wasn't as if there was anything else he could do by himself.&nbsp; Either he could continue to languish in hopelessness and misery, or take the insane chance that Jack would be the one person out of hundreds that finally managed to pry him from Baron Scratch's cold, <em>groping</em> fingers.&nbsp; It wasn't much of a choice.<br><br>"Fine," he said, attempting to maintain an ounce of dignified stubbornness.&nbsp; "I'll tell you.&nbsp; But you should hope I'm wrong about this.&nbsp; If you're lucky--if <em>we're</em> lucky--he's still milling about the Campgrounds.&nbsp; Advertising for his own little Attraction.&nbsp; But if it's later than I think it is, <em>The Zone</em> might already be open.&nbsp; You'll need to ride through it to get to him if that's the case.&nbsp; It's a two-person ride for each <em>bubble</em>.&nbsp; No more and no less."<br><br>He frowned, giving Jack a hard but determined stare.&nbsp; "There's no guarantee you'll survive to the end.&nbsp; At least not as you are now.&nbsp; So let's hope it's still early.&nbsp; I don't want to say something stupid and naive, like <em>I'm counting on you</em>...but I am.&nbsp; Whatever happens, I at least hope you come out of it unscathed."<br><br>The door suddenly clicked, causing Jason to flinch instinctively.&nbsp; He looked back at his would-be savior with the faintest shred of hope--or perhaps just desperation--in his eyes, went beet red, then immediately leaned forward to snatch a brief kiss of gratitude from Jack's lips before the light poured in from the entrance and the Duplicates stepped in with grinned, eager faces.<br><br><em>"How fast time flies!"</em><br><strong>"How soon it passes!"</strong><br><em>"Twenty minutes-"</em><br><strong>"Come and gone!"</strong><br><br>They came forward, leading Jack respectfully but forcefully from the room.&nbsp; Jason gave him one last glance before the door rolled shut behind them, his withered shape lost to the darkness and the unfeeling stone.&nbsp; The two guided him back to the sign, then stepped back and bowed simultaneously.<br><br><em>"We thank you-"</em><br><strong>"For your patronage!"</strong><br><em>"If you would like another session,"</em><br><strong>"Please don't hesitate-"</strong><br><em>"To ask!"</em><br><br>Their painted faces seemed less oddly beautiful and more sinister now, perhaps because of Jason's apparent purity of heart and intention.&nbsp; But they grinned all the same, eyes twinkling with innocent mischief.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"You're in luck!"</strong><br><em>"A lucky boy!"</em><br><strong>"It's not yet time-"</strong><br><em>"For the show!"</em><br><strong>"You can find the man you seek,"</strong><br><em>"But as for what end you might meet..."</em><br><br>The Duplicates exchanged knowing glances, throwing their arms around each other's shoulders and leaning in as one.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"I'm afraid even we don't know!"</strong><br><em>"I'm afraid even we don't know!"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Attractions</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 03:00:13</strong>
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				Jack listened closely as Jason explained this to him and it appeared that maybe…just maybe he’d trust him and hold onto some hope. “Survive?” He muttered under his breath and bit his lip to think that some ride could actually kill him. This wasn’t a normal circus, but he was going to try and save Jason from this Hell…even if it meant his own life. “I’ll be fine…you just keep grinning and baring it. I’ll have you out of here soon…I promise.” <br><br>Hearing the click from the door caused him to frown, time was up and it was up to him to find this <em>The Zone</em> and Scratch. He let out a gasp, surprised by the sudden kiss. When Jack was pulled away from Jason, he also was bright red and even smiling a little bit. That was some thanks for trying to help me and Jack wouldn’t let him down now…if it meant another kiss…he would continue to force his way through the ride -- whatever the ride may be. <br><br>He followed after the two and eyed their smiles, annoyed to find out that they were watching them the entire time. “Yeah, yeah. You guys are really annoying. Just show me where he is or lead me there…or something. Wipe that grin off your faces too. I’m gonna free him for sure.” Jack smirked and pointed to himself. <br><br>This felt like some crazy dream, but dream or not…he’d make sure to save Jason from harms way. He’d see this Scratch, play his game and make a deal with him. No matter what, he’d get Jason out of there, one way or another. <br>
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