Nightmare Circus: Big Top
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				Title: <strong>Nightmare Circus: Big Top </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 02:05:19</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>The moon was the only light that was cast on the black circus tent. It would’ve blended into the darkness if not for the fact that flyers had been handed out during the daylight for people to come see the infamous Nightmare Circus. The huge tent was silent from the outside, probably because the circus had yet to begin and when it did…there was something in it everyone to scream at. People with tickets in their hands walked up to the tent, handing them over to a woman that appeared normal, but was dressed rather risqué. It was a relief that she didn’t frighten them in any way since they already have a scare or at least most of them did. Only to some people would she bare her fangs, which they shrugged off and she always knew it. That didn’t keep her from being discouraged and every so often when someone was allow, wanting into the tent she’d attack. The unlucky person would become “part of the show” in more ways than one. It was a wonder habit, even though she <em>should</em> be just taking tickets and not making a snack out of a word-be guest.<br><br>A man in a black rode greeted the visitors walking through the forest for the circus tent. He silently took the money from them and upon handling it back to them, whoever took the ticket would take the hand holding it as well. Blood spilling from the dismembered hand with the bone poking out. Most would scream and others would laugh at the “pitiful” attempt to scare them with a realistic looking fake hand and blood, that is until they get their first fright. Shortly after his hand went off, the man would crumble to the ground in a bloody mess of rotting organs and flesh, only to suddenly pull himself together by placing his organs back into his stomach and placing the robe back over him. His face is only seen for a short while and not enough to get a good look at it. <br><br>Inside the tent is pitch black and whispering from one corner of the room can be heard. A soft voice calls out to those who enter, “welcome to the circus. Please take my hand and I’ll guide you to your seat.” She held out her hand and took whoever took it is over to an empty seat in the row of uncomfortable chairs. The chairs are metal at the touch and feel normal enough, nothing to be afraid about them or so they think. “How is that?” She giggled softly and before they could say anything, she pushed some kind of tube into their hand. “Don’t worry about this. It’s just the Scream O’Meter to test how much the show is effecting you. The lights were be on the moment the show starts. Just relax until then.” The girl could be heard walking down the isle until they softly faded away. <br><br>With the lights off, no one can see anything and most past the waiting time by whispering amongst one another. The show has yet to begin, but it would be a scream once the lights turn on and the Ringleader would take his spot on the stage. Every night was a scream and some visitors just would refuse to leave…
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Circus: Big Top </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 05:07:26</strong>
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				Raymond was lead to his seat by a beautiful woman he did admire her strange appearance though the darkness made it hard to make all of her out. Bit exotic, and he liked exotic. that was partly why he'd come to the circus tonight, to see some strange stuff, and blow off some steam. He was rather good at the games outside he'd played them last time the circus was in town, but they'd closed before he went under the big top.<br>It was irritating living on unemployment especazlly after three years of loyal service to Grey soloutions. He had spent his entire entertainment budget on these tickets. "they better be a good show" he mumbled aloud to nobody.
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